in love with a shoe box

Zodiac Sounds
  • Aries: The bang from fireworks, glass shattering, thunder, car engine revving, a gong, a war cry, the sound of marching, metallic sounds, a gasp.
  • Taurus: Someone stepping thru grass or thru the forest, faint singing, sound of a cow bell, dishware and silverware hitting each other, sound of sorting or messing with coins, humming, tying of rope.
  • Gemini: The sound of the wind blowing high in the trees, laughter, flap of a wing or tweet of a bird, electricity buzzing, computer or phone notification, wind whistling thru an object, creaky swings, a flute.
  • Cancer: Rain, ocean waves, cooking timer winding, crickets, howling at the moon, frogs chirping and croaking, baby laugh, whistling of a kettle, loons, water calmly hitting the side of a boat, seagulls cry, someone getting settled under the covers.
  • Leo: Roaring fire and/or crackling fire, cicadas in the summertime, shifting sands, clicking from high heels or dance shoes, sounds of a crowded place, cat purr, wine/champagne cork being popped open, heartbeat.
  • Virgo: The buzzing of bees, turning of a page, sip of tea, crunching of leaves, typing, clicking of a pen, brushing their teeth, dishwasher or laundry machine running, a writing utensil scratching on a piece of paper, woodpecker.
  • Libra: Love dove coos, pizzicato, sound of a kiss, a whisper, a music box tune, opening of a letter, pop of opening lipstick or chapstick, tiptoeing, fluffing of a pillow, rosining a bow.
  • Scorpio: Boiling water, clothes ripping, the sound of locking or unlocking something, heavy breathing, creaking of a door, splashing, roaring from a waterfall or rapids, coffee grinder or maker, “shh”, silence.
  • Sagittarius: A match lighting, chanting, bells ringing, galloping, fizzling of a sparkler, popping or crackling of a candle, bouncing of a ball, someone steadily running, flags flapping in the wind, a jet engine about to take off, sound of swooshing as something just misses your head, a train horn off in the distance.
  • Capricorn: Various sounds from cobblestone, treading through the snow, opening of a briefcase, paper shredder, rocks crumbling or falling, picking fruit or leaf off a plant, ATM dispensing money, tick of a clock, echoes.
  • Aquarius: The sound of breathing when underwater, Tibetan bowl, drums, white noise, someone taking in a deep breath, chimes, something being fast-forwarded or rewind, static, needle on vinyl.
  • Pisces: Running water like a creek, river, shower, waterfall, or fountain, light snoring or heavy sleep breathing, popping of popcorn, bubbling of a fish tank, zipping of a sleeping bag, fog horn, piano keys.
What Each House Collects

Slytherin: Paper cuts and old parchment with ink stains. Love letters that were never sent. Cardboard shoe boxes of bottlecaps. Old family jewelry, coins from other countries, and coats with elbow patches. Broken shards of handmade pottery. Clippings of newspaper headlines and leaves that were pressed in place of flowers.

Ravenclaw: Sheet music and books with dog-eared pages. Silver spoons. Broken watches. Candles and old typewriters with sticky keys. Glass jars full of colorful pebbles, the silver chains of necklaces, and old train tickets. Journals brimming with empty pages. Feathers and empty inkwells.

Hufflepuff: Patterned socks and dusty buttons. Flowers pressed between book pages. Photographs stuffed in envelopes. String and the gold parts of candy wrappers. Chipped mugs, skipping stones, and family recipes. Bark from the tree in front of a childhood home. Maps and wire-rimmed eyeglasses.

Gryffindor: Old Quidditch brooms and fraying quilts. Broken wands. Shoes with holes at the toes. Brass bells and memories of laughter. Scars, empty bottles, and cozy sweaters. Unused tea bags. Mirrors that fit in the palm of a hand and seashells that sound like the ocean.

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Some of my favorite parts of the Lightning Thief Musical:

-THE SONGS ARE SO PERFECT. HOLY CRAP. It’s this angsty rock musical and it fits everything perfectly.

-Sally sprays Febreeze wherever Smelly Gabe goes.

-“Are you ever wearing pants again?” “NOPE!”

-Mr. D kept slamming his folding chair into a wall and it’s hilarious.

-Chiron was just a dude in a jacket with a tail sticking out of his pants. But he galloped everywhere.

-“Liiiiiiiiiife just couldn’t be worse when your parents run the universe.”

-*Percy recognizes Annabeth from when he was semi-conscious* “You’re my dream girl!”

-“Who’s your dad?” “A history professor.” “Oh, your mom is-” “Athena. Sexist much?” “No, I love girls!” *Grover and Luke crack up in the background*

-Annabeth’s whole song. It fit her characterization perfectly.

-The way they revealed the story of Thalia’s tree was gorgeous and super emotional.

-The Lotus Hotel scene, aka the best easter egg ever. “Excuse me, how long have you been here?” “Oh, me and my brother just got here yesterday. May first, 1939!”

-Charon was a woman and had an amazing song.

-“What did he want with my shoes?” “They were really nice shoes.”

-Toilet paper + leaf blowers + blue lighting = super cool water.

-“It’s a do-it-yourself statue kit.” “Oh!” *Sally starts to open box* “WAIT NO! It’s Medusa’s head.”

-When Luke was revealing that he was siding with the Titans, he reprised Percy’s song “Good Kid” from act one and it was super intense.

-“You met my dad?! …Did he mention me?” Clarisse, my daughter.

That is all I can think of but it was so amazing and I am Emotional.

@probablypartypoison

What kind of Yandere do you like?

I feel like the world needs to know what’s the best type of yandere. Reblog and put your favs in the tags or add additional types to the list~ ♡

1. Sadistic Yanderes who hurt purely for pleasure whether you’ve been faithful or not, more than likely to beat and chop you up

2. Possessive Yanderes who tie you up in their basements so you can never leave them and make you entirely and completely their’s

3. Silent Stalker Yanderes you catch out of the corner of your eye while walking home late at night, who have an entire box of photos of you they took without you ever even knowing

4. Aggressive Stalker Yanderes who know your routine by heart and leave you love letters and dead cats in your mailbox

5. Silent Killer Yanderes who dump the bodies of your potential lovers into lakes without anyone even noticing

6. Aggressive Killer Yanderes who chop off your girlfriend’s head and put it in your shoe locker as a warning

7. Deranged Yanderes who’ve imagined you as their long-time lover and don’t understand why you suddenly stopped speaking to them and are hanging out with other girls…

8. Paranoid Yanderes who start out as great dates, but become more and more worried that whenever you’re out of their sight, you must be with another girl

9. Cutesy Yanderes who are super upbeat and always act sweet and innocent, even while killing you

the signs as the 1975 lyrics that spoke to their soul

aries: not enough noise and too much racket // paris

taurus: i know it’s me that’s supposed to love you // is there somebody who can watch you

gemini: my broken veins say that if my heart stops beating, we’ll bleed the same way // pressure

cancer: oh I was thinking about killing myself, don’t you mind? // me

leo: i don’t want to be your friend i wanna kiss your neck // fallingforyou

virgo: you’re cold and i burn // settle down

libra: i’d thought she’d rearrange my world // this must be my dream

scorpio: i’d love you to stay but that’s simply insane // she way out

sagittarius: does he take care of you or could i easily fill his shoes? // sex

capricorn: you used to have a face straight out of a magazine, now you just look like anyone // change of heart

aquarius: and she just wants to feel something and i don’t think that’s asking for too much // she lays down

pisces: don’t fall in love with the moment and think you’re in love with the girl // she’s american 

Ok but please consider sincerely three having date nights once a week and alternating who picks the date like first week is Evan, next is Connor, then Jared, and then all three of them agree on something special at the end of every month (because lowkey they probably got together near the end of a month and thats kind of how they celebrate their love)

it gets long and gay oops

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Title: Coach Negan (Part 1.)

CHAPTER TITLE: Open Gym

Character(s): Negan and Reader (pre-apocalypse/AU)
Summary:
You always loved sports. Most specifically, basketball. After deciding to join the new season after a very embarrassing last season, you believe that you could change the team’s bad luck and bring them to the championships, but you weren’t expecting the team’s coach to be as good looking as him. It was going to be tougher than you planned.
Word Count: 2,487
Warning: SEXUAL TENSION, age difference, and obviously Negan’s language.
Author’s Note: I am so excited for this story, you guys. I was debating on sticking with baseball/softball for Negan, but I decided to change it up and do basketball (since I know more about the rules/how to play lol). Since I’m using basketball as the sport Negan will be coaching, I’m going to alternate gifs between JDM’s apperance in The Walking Dead and also his role in The Possession. Enjoy! :-)

(GIF Source: @mypapawinchester)

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Professor Moony and the Scarlet Minx

Request: “Hey can I please get a v smutty/teasey sub!remus x reader??? I know how he’s mostly portrayed as dom but I’d like to see one of my favourite writers write him as sub, please <3”

Pairing: Remus Lupin x Reader

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: Smut

A/n: this is in an AU Remus started teaching at Hogwarts in his mid-twenties thank qqqqq

Remus entered your shared apartment with a tired sigh, carrying his suitcase which had become filled with your owl-sent notes in amongst all the paperwork he had to finish marking tonight. He smiled at the thought of seeing your face after such a difficult day; a day he only got through because of your sweet little letters. It had started in the morning when Snape made a snide remark about Remus’ bad mood.

“That time of the month again, Lupin?” He scorned.

“I’m afraid so, but at least I know I’m not pregnant.” he replied with a purse of his lips. “Wait, we’re talking about my menstruation, right?”

Snape had given a distasteful huff, dramatically walking away.

I don’t think I’ll make it through today, he had written to you on his first lunch break, I want to punch everyone, and it’s not even reached third quarter moon.

His owl had then returned with a box of chocolates and a note attached: Thinking of you. Send for me if you need more motivation to survive the day. Love you xx

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Zodiac Sounds

Aries: The bang from fireworks, glass shattering, thunder, car engine revving, a gong, a war cry, the sound of marching, metallic sounds, a gasp.

Taurus: Someone stepping thru grass or thru the forest, faint singing, sound of a cow bell, dishware and silverware hitting each other, sound of sorting or messing with coins, humming, tying of rope.

Gemini: The sound of the wind blowing high in the trees, laughter, flap of a wing or tweet of a bird, electricity buzzing, computer or phone notification, wind whistling thru an object, creaky swings, a flute.

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Overwatch: Hoodie (Graffiti AU)

A really fast commission for @moonwatcher13 
Inspired by @robohero Really sick ass comic 

Been meaning to write for this AU for awhile so this was fun to do c: 


“Ame have you seen it?!”

“Hmm seen what?”

Lena huffed, blowing her bangs up and out of her eyes and she continued to frantically throw the covers off the bed but to no avail, there was nothing.

“You know what I’m talking about! Have you seen it?! I’m going to be late!”

A short scoff was heard from the kitchen.

“Late? Late for what? You don’t work”

She fell silent for a moment before replying, “I try to keep some kind of schedule to my art thank you very much”

She could barely hear a small chuckle from the other side as she continued her search, diving underneath the bed, pulling out rows of shoes and boxes but still it was nowhere to be seen.

“Come on luv you gotta help me! I can’t tag without it!”

Meanwhile, Amelie remained as she was, enjoying this lovely morning, sitting at the table with a warm mug of coffee in her grasp, practicing patience as Lena continued to turn her bedroom upside down for an article of clothing. It wasn’t the first time she invited the artist into her apartment but it was definitely the first time Lena lost track of her clothing.

But to be fair she also had no idea where her pants were. Or her bra.


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They Find Out You’re Pregnant //Preference//

Requested by: @crystal1198

Comment which one was your favorite!

Harry

It had been about three days since you had found out you were pregnant. You were pacing your bedroom while you chatted to your best friend through the phone.

“I’m so excited and everything, I just don’t know when to tell him..” you said into the phone. You jumped when the bedroom door opened and Harry walked in, a frown on his face and exhaustion in his eyes.

“Oh, he’s home so I should go. Okay talk to you later.” You hung up the phone and smiled at your husband. “Rough day at work?” You asked as he plopped onto the bed with a groan.

“Yeah…” he mumbled back.

“Well I have some news that might cheer you up…” you replied. You bit your lip as he lifted his head to look at you. “Harry, i’m pregnant.” You smiled.

Harry eyes widened so much you thought they might fall right out of the sockets. He was on his feet and before you knew it you were lifted into the air and being spun around.

“We’re going to have a baby! I’m going to be a dad!” He cheered as he pulled you into a big bear hug. “I’m going to be a father.”

Ronald

“Y/n are you in here?” You heard Ron call as the door to the guest room was pushed open. “What are you doing in here love?” You felt his arms wrap around your waist as he placed a kiss on your neck.

“Just thinking about a new paint color…” you replied as you looked at the walls, thinking about what would look the nicest.

“Why do we need to repaint the walls? Doesn’t the green look nice enough in here?” Ron pulled away from you and looked around the room as well.

“I like the green, but I don’t think the color matches the color of the crib that I bought…and the changing table too..they just won’t match.”

“Well what color are the crib and changing tab- wait…” Ron looked at you with confusion written all over his face. “Crib and changing table?”

“Yeah…oh right I haven’t told you yet.” You laughed to yourself. “I’m pregnant!”

You chuckled at Ron’s dumbfounded expression before you were squished into a big hug that almost knocked the air out of you. Ron pulled away from you a moment later, a huge smile on his face.

“You’re pregnant? Oh my god you’re pregnant! I’m going to be a dad!!”

Draco

“Hi, merry Christmas!” You greeted Lucius and Narcissa as they came through the door of your new house and wrapped you in a huge hug.

“Merry Christmas to you too darling!” Narcissa spoke as she hugged Draco as well. “You both look lovely!” She motioned towards your Christmas sweater and you smiled happily.

A few hours later, everyone had been fed and retreated to the living room where a fire was flickering in the fireplace and the tree lights glistened in the corner of the room.

“This is such a lovely place Draco.” Lucius said as he watched the fire.

“Very lovely. Oh Draco dear!” Narcissa suddenly exclaimed as she stood from the couch and went towards the tree. She reached under the tree and brought out a small square package. She hurried back to the couch and handed it to Draco. “We all want you to open this one even though it’s still Christmas Eve.”

Draco looked at you and you nodded for him to go ahead. Draco peeled back the paper and opened the square box. He reached into the box and pulled out a pair of blue baby shoes.

“What are these for..?” He asked as he looked at his mother.

“Why don’t you ask her, Draco.” Narcissa nodded towards you and you gave Draco a large smile. His eyes went wide.

“No way. Wait-are you actually! Y/n are you serious!” Draco was on his feet now, a huge grin on his face. “I’m going to be a father!”

He moved to you and wrapped you into a giant hug before you had a chance to say anything. Narcissa and Lucius exchanged happy smiles.

Fred

“Okay so we’ll have dinner and then we’ll tell them about the new house okay?” Fred asked as he pulled into his parents driveway and parked the car. The whole family was gathering for thanksgiving and you and Fred planned to tell everyone that you had moved out of the apartment and into an actual house while everyone was together.

“Sounds good.” You smiled at him before getting out of the car.

After about an hour of helping molly in the kitchen and talking to Arthur about how a microwave works, it was finally time for dinner.

“This looks amazing Molly! You’ve really outdone yourself!” Arthur exclaimed as he joined everyone at the table.

Fred stood up just as his father sat down. “Heyo ever’one. I just wanted to say that Y/n and I have an announcement.” He took your hand as you stood up and out of your chair as well. “We moved out of the apartment and have our own house now!” Fred exclaimed.

“And i’m pregnant!” You said happily and the room went deathly silent. And then everyone was talking all at once. Molly got out of her chair and ran to you.

You looked at Fred who looked completely boggled.

“I found out about a week ago but wanted to surprise you!” You said to him. His face lit up and even though everyone was talking very loudly, you could still hear him cheering “I’m going to be a dad!!”

George

It was beautiful Saturday morning. The sun was shining in through the window and giving everything a pretty golden color. You were warm and comfortable, pressed against the body of your husband George.

“Good morning beautiful.” He hummed as he kissed your cheek lightly. “How’d ya sleep?”

“Very nicely thank you.” You smiled at him.

“Good. I’m gonna go take a shower and then maybe we can go out for breakfast or something.” George suggested as he rolled out of bed and into the bathroom.

“Okay.” You called after him. You smiled widely as you heard the bathroom door close. You sat up and brushed through you hair with your fingers.

“Oh my god,” you heard George say through the bathroom door. “Bloody hell..no way! Y/n!” George burst through the door, in his hand was the pregnancy test you had ‘accidentally’ left on the counter. “Y/n you’re pregnant!?”

You nodded at him. He let out a childish scream before jumping onto the bed and hugging you tightly to him. “I love you so much Y/n! We’re going to be parents!”

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#kdramawomensweek || day eight: Happy International Women’s Day

Yoo Eun Jae (Park Hye Soo), Yoon Jin Myung (Han Ye Ri), Jung Ye Eun (Han Seung Yeon) , Kang Yi Na (Ryu Hwa Young), Song Ji Won (Park Eun Bin) ↦ Age of Youth (2016)

“Others are just like me. Other people are people, just like I am. They feel as uncomfortable as I do, and hesitate, just like I do. There are plenty of people who are as nice as I am.”  - Eun Jae

“Everyone has their own circumstances to deal with. And until you know the circumstances they’re in, you can’t tell people how to live their lives. I’m sure you have something like that about you, too. Something that others can’t understand about you, but you can’t help. That’s why you can’t judge people.” - Ji Won  

“I hate you because I want to become like you, but can’t. So I can’t help but hate you. That’s why it smells. There’s a rotting smell coming from my envy.” - Yi Na

“Sometimes, I want to cry out loud. I want someone to hear me crying. I want them to hear me cry, and tell me everything will be okay. I want someone to pat me on the back, and tell me that it’s not my fault.” - Jin Myung

“Lies may be similar to makeup. Just like one puts on makeup to hide their naked face, people use lies to hide the truth. I tell more and more lies as my makeup gets thicker. Since when did I start feeling that going out with no makeup on was embarrassing? Since when did I become so ashamed of the truth?” - Ye Eun

Each of the Belle Epoque girls is meant to play some sort of female archetype. Eun Jae is the painfully shy introvert, who would sooner walk over hot coals than willingly enter into conflict with someone. Ji Won is her near-perfect opposite, loud and bubbly, the perennial friend. Yi Na is the femme fatale, dangerous and seductive. Jin Myung is the Good Daughter, putting herself through college while paying off her mother’s debts, incurred while her brother lays comatose in a hospital bed. Ye Eun is the quintessential girl. The one who dresses just as she’s supposed to, the one with the frat boy boyfriend, with equally perfectly-dressed girlfriends to link arms with and walk around campus, giggling over the latest gossip. 

Yet, they’re so much more than these skeletal stereotypes might’ve forced them to be. 

Eun Jae swallows her anger until she can’t anymore, until she boils over. She tosses Ye Eun’s designer handbag out the window and screams at her housemates. When we dig a little deeper, we see that she has nightmares. That she’d been brave enough to protect her mother when she’d suspected that her father might kill her.

Ji Won knows everyone, making friends is as easy for her as breathing. She is the glue that holds the Belle Epoque girls together. And she’s a pathological liar. Falsehoods slip out for her as easily as the truth does. She tells tall tales, spinning them until she can no longer take it back. Yet, even as she spins her web of lies (with the ghost inside the apartment), she holds the girls together. Though her “ghost” is a made-up story, each of her roommates has heaps of baggage. That little lie in the end allows them to come to terms with their pasts and face their problems. She is the anchor; without her, they drift.

Yi Na suffers from a serious case of survivors guilt, to the extent that she carries the little girl who died when she lived, around with her like baggage. She looks after her housemates like a mama bear, protecting them (see: Ye Eun) even when they don’t wish to be. She carries heaps of self-loathing along with her designer bags, flashes her luxuries at her friends even as she envies them. 

Jin Myung stretches herself fifty different ways trying to do it all. And she wishes her brother would die, and put them all out of their misery. She wishes her mother would choose her, for once. She wishes she would stop having to be the one to sacrifice. She provides for them still. But she resents and she loathes, and it tears her apart.

Ye Eun shows off her perfect life, her perfect love life, while suffering through an abusive relationship. Through a petty, small, excuse of a man who puts her down at every opportunity. He is her captor, and though she knows what he does is wrong, she can’t help but crave his affection. She let’s go, eventually. She begins to overcome the abuse, one day. She’ll carry on with her life, because it’s what they do.

Every single one of these incredibly special girls has a spine of steel.

The media, society has a horrible track record when it comes to forcing women into boxes, restricting our actions. Yet Age of Youth takes hold of these archetypes and shows us all that there is no “one size fits all”. That one shoe fitting doesn’t mean it’s the only one you can wear.

Happy International Women’s Day, everyone!

MERMAID!AU FIC REC

Coax the Cold by MediaWhore (86k)

England, 1897.

English Professor Louis Tomlinson’s passion for the occult has been a source of mockery and derision for most of his life. When he hears whispers of a travelling freak show newly established in London claiming the existence of a monstrous sea hybrid, half-man, half-fish, Louis sees it as his ticket to credibility amongst his peers. The summer he spends undercover working on the show, however, gives him much more than that.

Purer Than The Water (like we were) by FeelsForBreakfast (33k)

Louis is a merman and Harry is a boy. The lake is a good place to fall in love. 

Louis wants the boy to wade deeper, deep enough that Louis can go under and wrap his fingers around his ankles for just a moment. Pull him under. Just touch skin, for a second.

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DATING PETER MAXIMOFF WOULD INCLUDE...

Originally posted by imaginecabin

  • PETER. FREAKING. MAXIMOFF. IS. A. CUDDLE. BEAR. PERIOD.
  • Peter is the clingiest boyfriend you will ever have
  • But of course he doesn’t show it around everyone
  • He has a look that he gives you when he wants to cuddle
  • Sometimes he isn’t even discreet about it
  • He’ll straight up stare at you for an hour until you notice him
  • When he finally gets to cuddle with you, he’s a smiley little boy
  • He either likes to have you cuddled up on his chest or the other way round because BOOB PILLOWS  
  • Peter also loves playing with your hair
  • Ever since you taught him how to braid hair, he’s constantly asking to braid your hair
  • His favorite braid to do on you is the fishtail braid
  • Movie dates are a must
  • You guy’s first date was at the movies to watch Star Wars
  • That’s when you both started catching feelings
  • You cuddled up in your seat next to him
  • Peter did the yawn and put his arm over your seat move
  • Every once in awhile he would look over at you while you watched the movie and admire your beauty and how interested in the movie you were
  • You would pretend not to notice but it was so obvious that he was staring at you
  • Peter was still looking at you and you turned your head and he kissed you
  • I guess you can say it was out of this world ;)
  • Oh and just imagine jamming out to music in his room while his mother isn’t around to bug you guys
  • Of course Wanda loves you
  • Ever since you and Peter started dating, you and Wanda started hanging out more and grew really close
  • Peter and Wanda always fight over who gets to hang out with you
  • “She’s my best friend!”
  • “She’s my GIRLFRIEND!”
  • They could go on for hours while you watch them go at it
  • You three end up going out together
  • Then they start arguing over who’s the third wheel
  • It’s obviously Peter
  • Peter is the king of cheesy dates
  • He’ll take you on picnics, drive-in movies, etc.
  • By the way… this boy is very much a tease
  • I meant to say HUGE tease
  • He leaves trails of kisses down your stomach only to STOP right at your clit
  • He literally just hovers over you, breathing gently over you
  • DRIVING YOU CRAZY
  • Then he goes right to it and let me tell you this boy is 30/10 amazing
  • Let’s just say he takes advantage of his super speed during sex *wink*
  • Don’t expect to be able to walk correctly the next day
  • Hehehe
  • You can’t eat lollipops or popsicles in front of him either if ya know what I mean
  • Ok I feel dirty
  • Making out to Pink Floyd is like a normal thing for you guys
  • It’s literally a routine
  • Fridays at 2 are ‘make out on the couch to Pink Floyd days’
  • It’s very hard to get out of it
  • “Sorry babe, can’t make it Friday. I have a family dinner”
    “So am I supposed to make out with myself? You fucking know it’s like our religion to do this”
  • Peter also takes advantage of his speed to mess with you
  • He likes to give you kisses when you’re calm to scare the living day lights out of you
  • “Peter whaT THE FUCK”
  • Peter: *dying*
  • He also loves dad jokes, don’t fight me
  • “I’m bored”
  • “Hi bored, I’m Peter”
  • It’s annoying but cute   
  • He loves when you read to him
  • He says your voice is soothing
  • Peter usually falls asleep because you like stroking his hair while you read
  • He’s also loves taking polaroid pictures with you
  • He has a whole shoe box filled with them
  • He writes down the dates so he can remember everything
  • He’s so soft *sigh*
  • As for film for the polaroid….
  • He used to steal them but he knew you didn’t like it so he started to buy them
  • The first time he did, he put a bow on the receipt and gave it to you as a gift  
  • You have it pinned on your wall next to the pictures to the both of you
  • He was so proud of himself
  • He looked like a 5 year old giving his mother a homemade gift
  • It was so cute  
slytherpuff relationships 3

Request: Hi! Could you do a hufflepuff (female) x slytherin (Male) but the puff is actually a lot shy at first (when slytherin is hitting on her) cuz she doesn’t really believe that he’s actually interested and stuff, but when she got trust on him she’s very talkative and that type of person whos quiet but could start a revolution if they wanted? Please?

of course hun! ok so this sounds super cool so im gonna do it

  • Hufflepuff is the type of girl who would be the centre of attention among her friends
  • shout to be heard
  • sing and dance terribly or just put on a show
  • but would literally die if she was called to answer a question in class
  • slytherin was super cocky
  • basically the stereotypical slytherin
  • he didn’t hate being in slytherin
  • but he wished his Ravenclaw friends would trust him a little more
  • he kinda liked to flirt with everyone
  • and by everyone we mean 
  • that one Hufflepuff girl
  • at first he started because he thought it was funny
  • talking to anyone other than the people she talked to normally gave her mild anxiety
  • I mean obviously he doesn’t like her
  • he’s just doing it for the laughs
  • ha ha ha so fuckin funny
  • but when she started getting used to his remarks and flirting
  • she would hit back with the most badass comebacks
  • sometimes if she was having a bad day shed just hex him
  • it actually made her more confident in her charms and she was top of the class
  • most of the time the other Slytherins cheered her on for her hexs
  • over time she started to build more confidence in general
  • and the slytherin kind of went from “yeah shes cute I guess its funny how shes all flustered”
  • to “did you see her with that transfiguration charm that was so fuckin cool bloody hell it was pretty hot”
  • they became friends sorta
  • it would be “coincidental run-ins”
  • like “oh I saw you walking towards this hallway and there’s nothing down here except for that cupboard and the library I was not expecting you here whaaaaat so you wanna study together or..?”
  • and shed laugh because ok but I saw you pack up your things super slow so that you could walk out the door at the same time as me
  • so our little puff has started to think that maybe he does want to spend time with her outside of class
  • so she asks if he wants to go up to the observatory later
  • and he’s there 13.45 minutes early
  • but when she gets up
  • she sees him sitting there
  • and hes drumming his fingers on his leg and checking the small time piece he got from his muggle-born friends on his wrist
  • and he’s looking up at the sky and running his hand through his hair
  • and he looks so
  • normal
  • and then theyre sitting there
  • for hours just talking
  • and to his surprise
  • she does most of it
  • and he just listens
  • because this girl has only ever talked to me when I’ve talked to her
  • and here she is telling me about the Great Depression from her muggle studies class
  • and how if theyd just done this then it would have been a little better for all those families who needed to work
  • and slowly
  • slowly slowly
  • he’s falling in love for her
  • this seemingly quiet girl who hexed him every time he told her she looked nice today
  • and the girl who would stumble on her words when he said she looked good in green
  • and the girl who wasn’t able to answer questions in class because her mind just blanked
  • this was a whole new side to the same girl
  • the girl that made him want to start dancing with her when they cheered for the quartet in the painting to keep playing their terribly off-key notes
  • and the girl who watched the owls disappear into the sky before she yelled “I love you, bird!” and then pointed to the owls in owlery “AND YOU! AND YOU! AND YOU! YOUVE ALL WON A TELEVISION!”
  • the girl who stood up during their study session in the library and whisper shouted “I hate this” before walking out
  • the girl who talked for hours about all the time shed spent in muggle London over the break and everything shed learnt
  • “there are these boxes and you can press a button and it saves an exact replica of whatever you’re looking at”
  • “look this is my shoe, this is the ground at one of the parks in London, this is the sand at the beach we went to one time…. im not very good at using them yet.”
  • and the slytherin is laughing because even he remembered cameras from his muggle studies class in second year
  • but he lets her talk
  • because shes just so chatty
  • and theres no way to stop her
  • so he lets her do her thing
  • “A PHOTOGRAPHER! Thats what the little box is called!”
  • and he doesnt even bother to correct her
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Klaus x Reader

Requested by Anon


“(Y/N) what a lovely sight to see so early in the morning.” Kol declared as he came down the stairs to find you and Klaus sat at the breakfast table.

“Kol, ravishing as ever.” You hummed sarcastically as he offered you more coffee.

“Why do I not get greeted in the same manner.” Klaus huffed and you snickered as Kol span to face him.

“My dearest brother, time has blessed your face, you have not gained a wrinkle since the dawn of time.” Kol hummed in an old timey voice which had you doubled over in laughter.

“Do you not have other places to be?” Klaus snapped and Kol shrugged.

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If It’s Meant To Be

***PLEASE NOTE: This is a series. You can find all parts linked below.***

Pairing: Daveed x Reader

Summary: It’s been 6 years since you left Daveed to better yourself. Things have been pretty good but it was only a matter of time until your past caught up with you.

Words: 8.1k+ (I AM SO SORRY)

Part One | Part Two | Part Three

A/N: THE BIG FINALE! This is my first finished series and I am so proud of it! I really hope yall like this chapter! It took a lot out of me but I am so excited to release this! Shout out to Ale for being the best beta ever!

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Daveed landed at noon, his legs cramped and nerves at an all time high. He grabbed his suitcase and took a taxi to a Marriott near your restaurant.

“Okay, what did I bring to wear?” He mumbled to himself, opening the suitcase and laying out his options on the bed.

“I should’ve paid more attention to what I threw in here.” He shook his head, not too happy with what he had but he could pull something together.

He held up a button down along with some nice jeans then he glanced at his feet and frowned. He couldn’t wear sneakers to see Y/N, he had to look his absolute best. Daveed tossed down the clothes and picked up his phone, heading outside. This was NYC, there were clothing stores everywhere, especially in this touristy area. He let himself wander for a bit, looking at all the stores but not seeing anything that called out to him. Then he saw them, a beautiful pair of dress shoes in a shop window.

“Yo…” Daveed trailed off, a smile spreading on his face.

He entered the store, looking at the different suits that surrounded him as he approached the counter.

“Excuse me? Would you happen to have those shoes in the front in an 11?”

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anonymous asked:

Hello – I was wondering if you could please write a future!Iggy-centric scenario where his vision is restored, and he’s with his wife and young daughter (5-7 years old, maybe?) and together they’re combing through many years of photos that were taken (I headcanon that Prompto and his s/o chronicle EVERYTHING in the hopes of sharing it with him one day ^^). Extra bonus if Prompto and Gladio are there with them, and Prompto brought his own stash of pics. =) Thanks so much!

This is adorable! I hope this drabble is okay. It’s technically a little long to be considered a drabble, but I think it’s also too short to be an actual one-shot. It’s full of fluff and feels, so I hope you like it!

The light was still so bright. It had been a month now that Ignis’ vision had been restored—with the help of a very risky operation with a talented surgeon and the assistance of a white mage.  He’d finally gotten his bandages off a few days prior and was able to actually see. When he saw you for the first time since he met you all those years ago when he first left the Crown City, he cried. When he was finally able to lay his eyes on his daughter, his own flesh and blood, he broke down.

Your daughter, Amelie, clung to her father and begged him not to be sad. It was a happy moment, she’d said. For a six year old, she was terribly smart, not unlike her father.

After spending a few much-needed days with his family (and a few long nights in bed), Ignis decided that he was ready to see his friends again. You’d invited Prompto and Gladio to the house for a visit.

“Iggy!” Prompto exclaimed, tackling his friend in a hug the moment he opened the door. “You can see again! Holy shit!”

“It’s quite the miracle,” Ignis agreed. He pointed at Prompto’s chin, the blond hairs neatly groomed into a small goatee. “How long ago were you able to grow this?”

“A few years ago—hey, wait a second—”

“Good to see you, Specs,” Gladio snorted, pulling his friend into a hug. “How’s the wife and Amelie?”

“Oh, how rude of me,” Ignis apologized, moving aside to let his friends in. “Come in. Amelie insisted on helping her mother prepare tea and pastries for your visit today.”

You emerged from the kitchen, a bit of flour on your cheek. “Hi boys!” you greeted, wiping your hands on your pants. Ignis came over and wiped the flour away, leaning down to kiss you on the cheek. You blushed, gently smacking him on the arm. “Refreshments are almost ready. Go head over to the living room and we’ll bring them in soon.”

The guys went to the next room, with Ignis sitting in his armchair while Gladio and Prompto sat down on the couch. They engaged in small talk, asking Ignis about the surgery and the healing process. Just as Ignis was describing the moment he saw his daughter for the first time, she walked into the room, carefully holding a large tray of baked goods. Her tongue stuck out the side of her mouth, laser-focused on not dropping anything as she made her way to the coffee table.

“Hey, squirt,” Gladio grinned, ruffling the top of her head as she deposited the tray without any casualties. “How’ve you been?”

“Hi, Uncle Gladio,” she replied politely with a curtsy. “Hi, Uncle Prompto. I was just helping Mommy make some croissants. I made these ones!” She pointed to the small, slightly misshapen croissants that were completely covered in icing sugar. “You have to eat them all.”

“Done and done,” Prompto saluted the little girl and dove in as you brought the tea and Ebony into the room.

“Woah, Prom,” you snorted, handing Ignis his Ebony before pouring tea for everyone else. “Slow down or you’ll choke.”

“No I won’t,” he retorted with a full mouth. Gladio rolled his eyes, pulling Amelie into his lap. She tugged at his hair and he told her she could braid it, but she had to be gentle. Ignis just smiled. He missed his friends and their antics. He sipped his coffee as you kissed him on the cheek and retreated momentarily.

“Love?” he called, glancing over to the hallway. “Where are you going?”

You returned with a shoe box, one that looked rather worn and sat on the arm of the chair. You draped an arm over his shoulder and placed the box in his lap.

“I wanted to show you something. Prompto brought something for you as well.”

Ignis looked up at you questioningly, but opened the lid of the box. Inside was stacks upon stacks of photographs, spanning over ten years. Ignis picked them up, his fingers shaking as his eyes scanned over the images. He looked up at you again, tears in his eyes.

“You…kept all these?”

“I wanted to show them to you one day,” you smiled, leaning your forehead against his. “I never gave up on the possibility of you being able to see again one day, Iggy. I didn’t want you to miss anything. Look,” you held up a small stack tied with a lavender ribbon. “These are from when Amelie was born. The first time you held her, her first steps…”

You went on, showing him the different stages of your relationship, and photos of Amelie as she grew up. He finally had visuals to go with the memories he kept safe in his mind. He couldn’t get the smile off his face.

“You are the most incredible person I’ve ever known,” he gushed, holding you close. “Thank you for this.”

“Where’s my hug?” Prompto chimed in, holding up his own stack of photos. “I brought pictures too!” He handed the photos over, and Ignis laughed as he went through them. “They’re of us. All of us, back when we were younger.”

Ignis stopped as he came across a picture of himself, Prompto, Gladio, and Noctis. It was before he’d lost his vision in Altissia, and they all looked so happy. He sighed, quietly, gripping the photo a little tighter in his fingers.

You smoothed his hair comfortingly. “He’d be so happy for you,” you told him. “For all of us.”

“I know,” Ignis agreed. He looked over at Amelie, beckoning her over. She hopped down from Gladio’s lap, who now had pigtail braids on each side of his head, and climbed into her father’s lap. He pointed at Noctis’ face and said, “This is your Uncle Noctis.”

“Is Uncle Noctis the one who brought the light back?” Amelie asked, looking up at Ignis. He nodded, taking in a shaky breath.

“He’s the reason why your mother and I met in the first place.”

Amelie smiled, taking the photo in her hands. She kissed the picture before looking down at it fondly. “Thanks, Uncle Noct.”

Ignis let out a laugh and held Amelie close. He couldn’t believe how fortunate he’d become—he thought that after losing his vision, he would never live a normal life again. He never thought you’d stay with him, much less marry him. He never imagine himself as a father, because he never allowed himself to think of a life separate from his service to the Crown. But with his daughter in his lap, you at his side, and photographic proof that he’d been through hell and lived, he knew he was the luckiest man on Eos.

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Hooray, the characters are finally finished. :) Their descriptions in order:

GUARDIAN GOLEM

An old golem, protector of the city. This golem has stood at the gates of the city from its very beginnings. He shows great respect in his task by adding the skull of his fallen bird brethren to his ever-growing crown, so that they will always be by his side.

MIDWIFE

A midwife. Midwives are specially trained in treating pregnancies, child birth, and postpartum situations. These midwives collect the umbilical cords of healthy newborn to feed to their bird kin. Abstaining from doing so, or keeping umbilical cords from a midwife is an act of heresy.

MAILMAN

Every young augur that sets out on their personal quest to master their trade may still want to stay in touch with their friends and relatives when far away. This old mailman carries a sacred stump, with mail boxes made from it. He knows by heart which key will open every mailbox. Seeing him walking into the city will bring smiles and cheers to its inhabitants, for it means he brings word of the loved ones who are far away.

WEATHER READER

A weather reader. Ancient augury is the roman practice of interpreting omens by observing birds and their patterns. Their predictions allowed to predict weather patterns and such. This young augur is equipped with wind chimes, sun dial, and hiking shoes to read the time of day and predict wind currents.

fruit basket boy (the coworker who brought me an entire fruit basket) really is just a genuinely kind soul like today he was like “can you ring me up for $15.72?” out of nowhere and i was like “uh.. ok” and he explained that that’s how much the store pays for entire crates of gummies and his mother really loves sour gummy worms so he just.. bought her an entire, several lbs worth box. of sour gummy worms