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anonymous asked:

Oh my bad lol and like just 14 & 5? you so cute<3

7. W/ Young!Sirius 

Okay so I combined two prompts again coz i can. Also, I know I said I wasn’t going to include prompt 8 in this but as I was writing it I just went ‘fuck it, it suits’ *throws glitter up in the air* *sprinkles it over your head* here you go, mah nonnie

8. “Why are you so jealous?”, 7. “I hate how much I love you,” 14. “Just be my best friend and not the guy I just confessed my love to,” and 5. “Well. Yell, scream. Say something! Anything!” 

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You couldn’t pin point the exact moment you knew you were in love with Sirius Black. It was more of a slow realisation than an epiphany. First, he was the jerk on the Hogwarts Express that you met in your first year. Then, he was the jerk who stuck up for you when some Voldemort-infatuated Slytherins bullied you over blood. Then, he was the sort-of jerk who is kinda nice, clever and witty, who made you laugh at the most cringe-worthy of jokes. Then he was the sort-of jerk who became your best friend, and you adopted three other children who followed you around like a shadow. Finally, he was back to being the jerk you were in love with and perhaps this was the stage you loathed the most.

You hated love. You hated loving him.

“(Y/N)!”

Shit. You stopped, sighed, and spun on your heels.

“What?”

“W-What just happened?” Sirius’ eyes glittered, two stars against an obsidian sky.

“I poured an entire bowl of some good quality punch on Melanie Bishop’s head….” You resumed walking and Sirius followed, much to your dismay.

“I know,” he chortled, “And–trust me–it was a sight to behold. Never letting that go anytime soon…” he paused, hesitating. Then – “but why?”

“You saw the way she was acting!” you snapped, “She was being a bitch! The girl needed to cool down before all that plastic went to her head…”

‘Bitch’ was an understatement. Melanie had been all over him. Perfectly manicured fingers combing through his hair, sprawling across his chest, sliding over his shoulder as though she were branding him hers and it was driving you insane. Not only because her polished cackle was like nails scratching against a chalkboard, or her obnoxious flirting was assaulting your eyes, but because he was yours. Sirius Black belongs to me.  

It is a selfish thought and you want to slap yourself in the face for even thinking it but whenever Sirius spent time with someone else, it killed you slowly, softly, one small blade piecing your heart at a time. 

“But the (Y/N) I know wouldn’t do something like that…” He had a point. You were a schemer, not an ‘in the moment’ type of girl.

“Yeah, well, maybe I’ve been hanging around you lot too much!” you turned the corner sharply. 

“I don’t think it’s that…” Sirius sent you a scrutinising stare, studying every line of your face. He wouldn’t ever in a million years guess why I had acted so br– “Are you jealous?”

Well, shit.

“No!” you snapped. Sirius continued to stare. “Y-Yes…”

Jealousy was such a petty thing that, most often than not, pitted girls against each other at a time when they should be united. But it was too late for apologies. 

“Why are you so jealous?”

“If you’re such a genius, you figure it out!” you barked.

“(Y/N),”

“Sirius!”

“(Y/N),”

“Sirius, please!”

“(Y/N),”

“Oh would you stop that!”

“(Y/N),” Sirius’s face had softened, his smile genuine, “Please tell me why…”

“Sirius, please leave me alone…”

“(Y/N), please…”

You stopped walking, almost making Sirius crash into you. Spinning around, you dug your nails into your palms and gritted your teeth.

Oh, fuck it.

“Because that girl’s shallow interest in you is…well…its shallow! She doesn’t know how you like your toast or the way you sit in a chair, limbs flowing all over the arm rest, because you’re mother used to smack you with a cane if you didn’t sit upright. Or the way you hum when you’re doing something you love, or your interest in motorcycles and how, one day, you’d like to dissect one and rebuild it so you can claim it your own. Or how you tap your fingers when you’re thinking, and how you know seven languages but only because you wanted to learn how to swear in seven languages!”

Sirius watched with wide eyes, lips parted in stunned silence as you continued to vent.

“Sirius, I know all these things about you, all your little nervous ticks and mannerisms, but that girl only knows what she sees. She wants you naked, in her bed, so she can say that she slept with Sirius Black. But I want you, by my side when the whole world collapses, because I’m bloody in love with you. I love you so much, my whole body aches with the pain of it. I love you Sirius. And I hate you. I hate how much I love you.

Silence. A horrid, cold silence crashed over both of you as you stood in the hallway. A portrait behind you snorted, awakening from its slumber, and complained about the noise.

“There it is. Right there. And now, oh god now, now you’re going to hate me. You’re going to hate me and you’ll never want to see me again.”

Still, more silence.

“Oh, and now you pity me. You probably hate the sight of me so you feel awkward and you’re trying to think of something nice to say to let me down easily. If that’s the case, I don’t need that. I need…I need you to be my friend. Just please be my best friend right now, not the guy I just confessed my love to.

Sirius stared at you, something unreadable in his eyes, and you wanted to punch him in the face with your own face, anything to replace the shame burning your cheeks and Sirius’ incomprehensible gawk.

Well? Yell, scream, say something. Anything!” Nothing. Apparently, there were no words to be said. So, you would just have to leave him there, rooted to the floor in the hallway, completely bewildered. You turned, and then, you heard Sirius whisper something to the air.

“Have you ever seen yourself when you wake up in the morning?” Sirius suddenly asked. You turned to gape at him, slightly offended.

“What?”

“When your hair is all disheveled and your cheeks are rosy. I love that,” His voice grew as his confidence blossomed, “And your voice is all husky and sleepy and Merlin I could just listen to you all day. Or when I borrow a book from you, and I’ll be reading and find some random, dried flower between the pages because you plant them there but you forget about it. I have a collection of them, under my bed. They remind me of you. And when you talk about something you love, you get really passionate and wave your arms about in the air, like you’re filled with so much passion, you’re going to explode.”

Sirius stepped closer to you, took your hands, and held them, his thumbs brushing over your skin. “See, you’re not the only one who loves the little things. I love them, too. I could go on forever about all your little quirks and habits. But, the truth is, I’d rather tell you after I kiss you because now I know for certain that you love me, and I know for certain that I love you. So can we please kiss because I’m dying to taste your lips.”

Without another word, you stood on the tips of your toes and kissed him, passionately, held him captive between your lips as you poured every single emotion into him. Magic sparked the air and hummed in your veins as he pulled you closer, you wrapped your arms around his neck and he held onto you as though he were trying to merge your souls together. As your lips danced with his, it was then that you realised he was subconsciously speaking to you the words scribed across his wild, reckless heart.

I’m yours. And you’re mine.

Sirius Black was yours.


no more prompts please

violenflflfllflflflfllfff  asked:

Hello, so can you please write some information about hell and the relationship mephistopheles with Providence? I want to write a second (maybe even a third) fan song, and I would not want to miss the canon. "Parallel" (my first fan song) was based on throwing Sock's feelings and there is no special plot there, but on the second song I have high hopes omg. A little bit about hell, maybe his story before Sock appeared there. 有難うございます!! (Sorry for my english, mmm)

Oh!  Well I’d love to hear any fan songs you wrote (or write in the future!).  I have a small collection of them saved on my computer, haha.

If you’d like, you can search this blog for “Mephistopheles, ask”, “Providence, ask”, or you can check out the W2H wiki section, “Around the universe” (the circle on the right), which has entries on Hell and Deities, as well as links to my posts on this blog!  It’s kind of a roundabout way to find sources, but it’s very well-archived!  (Sometimes I actually have to track down my posts by looking them up on the wiki, lol!)

The gist of it is that Providence was the only being in existence, so she created another being to share the experience with her.  She had tried once before, making the first round of angels, but she’d made them unable to feel and comprehend negative emotions, and quickly got frustrated being surrounded by infallibly positive beings.  Mephistopheles was her next attempt at an angel, and she only made one of him, so that–just in case she’d miscalculated like last time–she at least wouldn’t have to put up with a whole group of them.

They hit it off really well, and were sort of partners-in-crime, but when she started creating humans, he got pretty jealous, and it sort of boiled over into a big argument where she essentially pulled the cosmic equivalent of telling him to leave and go sleep on the couch.  So the whole heaven and hell dichotomy is really just the result of a particularly bad break-up.

Mephistopheles started commiserating with the first humans that were undeniably sinners; the murderers and people who couldn’t pass on into a satisfying afterlife.  After awhile he’d accumulated too many of these souls and it became something of a chore, so he had to find a way to process all of them.  This became Hell, this became his job, and he kinda brought it all on himself. 

That’s kind of a lengthy explanation, and like I said, you can find more details by digging through old posts/the wiki, but hopefully my attempt to compile/summarize it into one post helps you out a bit! 

Definitely post the songs when you’re done, I’d love to check them out!

(P.S., your English is excellent!)

anonymous asked:

What cophine fan fictions do you personally recommend?

Hey anon, I am very behind on my fic rec lists (D:) and there are some new, ongoing fics and splendid one-shots that deserve to be in this post but I have yet to collect them up. So for now I can direct you to my existing Cophine fic rec lists:

And my fic-rec special cophine smut from the smut fairy - “Top 10″  ;)

It’s been over four months since I’ve posted the part one of my Clary Fray gif hunt (which you can find right here), and I think it’s time for me to share the rest. Soooo, without further ado, here’s the second part of this Clary Fray gif hunt!

Under the cut you will find 248 gifs of KATHERINE MCNAMARA as CLARY FRAY in Freeform’s SHADOWHUNTERS (from S01E01 to S01E013). There are gifs of multiple sizes but they’re mostly medium/small HQ gifs. Please like or reblog if you’re using, thank you and enjoy!

PS.: I do not own any of the gifs and the credit goes to all of the rightful creators. I just have been collecting them since I started playing Clary and I wanted to share with everyone else who would like to use. If you wish to have your gifs removed, please message me and I’ll do so as soon as possible.

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make me choose;; @lunalocegood​ asked scorbus or scorose

Scorpius smiled shyly, still not used to Albus’ constant praise. “Stop,” he said humbly. “I couldn’t have done it without you, honestly, I probably couldn’t do much without you.”

“Me?” it was Albus’ turn to turn away shyly. “Scorp, you’re the brilliant one. You’re always the one saving both our asses. How is it that you couldn’t do much without me?”

“You make me brave, Albus,” Scorpius admitted quietly, tucking a strand of hair behind Albus’ ear. And with that they were kissing again, and maybe the whole kissing in a train compartment thing wasn’t so new for them after all. (read on ao3)

I was going through my pictures earlier today when I realized I have a lot of backgrounds, so I decided to make a masterpost!! 

(None of these pictures are mine and I take no credit for them, these are just some I have collected)

I put them into categories to make it easier for you:

I’ll be adding to these pages as I find more~

I worked hard on this so it’d help a lot if you liked/reblogged this post :)

Hope it helps!

Words to Live By

Hi again! Another anon request for Hinny in which Ginny finds a journal from her younger days with Mrs. Ginny Potter. I know that I’ve read one about this from someone else, so I hope I am not copying any of that. Written for hpshipweeks. Hope you enjoy!


Harry juggled two bags of takeaway on one arm as he pulled out his wand and tapped the door of Ginny’s new flat in Holyhead. The lock clicked and Harry bumped the door open with his hip, and kicked it closed when he entered the room.

His girlfriend had just moved into the small, one bedroom place the day before, and the evidence of that was scattered around the living room in an array of cardboard boxes stacked into towers.

Harry could hear sounds coming from the bedroom, so he placed the food he had brought over for lunch on the kitchen counter next to a box labeled tea things and wound through the maze of boxes to the doorway of the bedroom.

“Hey, Ginny, I picked up some…” he trailed off when he got a good look at the room before him. Crammed in the tiny room were an unmade bed, a small dresser with all its drawers open, and a huge cardboard box almost as tall as Harry. Ginny was apparently searching for something in the depths of the box, for she was standing on the edge of the bed and bent double into it, leaving her legs, bum, and muffled curses the only signs that she was there at all.

Harry leaned against the doorframe with a grin. “Now that’s a nice view,” he said, crossing his arms and admiring her denim cutoffs.

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anonymous asked:

BAHAHA I'm the one who asked the a*s Tumblr for jo and nate pics :') I didn't even mean it in a shippy way I just love those two and their fetus pics are ADORABLE

oh yeah their moosehead pics are really good :’) i have a little collection of them. and since we’re on the subject and i love having feelings

A conversation

Below the fold is a transcript from a conversation.  This conversation happened in real-time, is barely edited for readability, and otherwise is presented exactly as the conversation occurred.  

So, be warned of some spoilers, even more questions, and continue below to read a discussion between Deviser Gaines, whom the general citizens know only as the mysterious Architect, and none other than Mianite himself.

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ES book 2 and diamonds - rant

Sooo, there have been a lot of complaints abut PB and paying diamonds. I have never bought a pack mainly because I am a student I work for minimum wage meaning I have to work for 2 hours to get 60 diamonds, and frankly I can put my money to better use - like food and gass.  So in order to get any diamonds I have to collect them by finishing chapters and think of which scenes are worth it.


What bothers me is the display of diamonds in comparison to book 1. In book 1 in order to get an extra scene with your LI, you had to pay which I understand, but you had to pay 16 or 20 diamonds, and 30 for the one steamy scene. And then there were the files that you were collecting - and if I am not mistaken they were around 20-30 diamonds- BUT they were in packets (so they came in around 60-80 diamonds I think), so you did not have to pay for each individual persons file, meaning I could actually save the diamonds and get them all AND get extra scenes with Jake. 


Book 2 brought the idols - they cost 12 diamonds per person and we got the first one for free, which still leaves us with idols for 144 diamonds!!!! (meaning I would have to work for  about 3-4 hours to actually be able to afford just the idols) - which is crazy expensive. On the other side half of the reason why I love the book is the points you get with people and Jake (of course), now if before I had to pay 16-20 and  diamonds to get extra scenes with him, now you get them by “buying” outfits which cost 25 diamonds, and that is again too much - because I save all my diamonds for ES, I still can not get the idols, and no way I can afford all the outfits. 

I didn’t mind saving up, and not getting every scene, but now I get so much less, and when ES book 1 finished, I started saving diamonds for book 2 - but guess what they are gone already!