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What if Harry had taken Draco’s hand in the first year?
—  just think about the possibilities to where that could have took. Undeniable love is my first guess, others are for later.

warm and soft like a fireplace….a heith….

friendly reminder that I still think that the breeding of spider morphs & other animals with neurological issues is animal abuse and should never be done

A Grand Scheme For Love Possibly Ruined By The Asshole K-2SO

Cassian Andor/ Reader

Words: 1,952

Summary: A little droid tells you (well, you bribed him) that Cassian has a crush on you. You have just the plan to get Cassian to tell you straight up. 

Prompt: “ Where the reader tries to make cassian jealous by accepting a date right in front of him. So that cassian could admit his feelings or something like that.”

Tagging: @kwaiky, @attentionseekingprincess, @ly–canthrope, @can-t-figure-it-out

Author’s notes: Yeah, I feel like the title is a Bit misleading but in fairness this is one of my “quirkier” fics. It’s a bit silly and over the top but like! You’ll have a good time. I’m terrible @ wrting about jealousy bc i feel like it aint healthy pero…im also jealous at times? im a hippocrates. Created a minor OMC, too. I used a Star Wars name generator to come up w/ his name lmaoo

You always had a seeping suspicion that a certain captain had a crush on you.

Captain Cassian Andor. The intelligence officer and one of the best pilots on base has a crush on you.

Asking him directly would lead him to flat out deny your claim. That’s when you decide to approach what seems like one of his only friends on base, his droid, K-2SO.

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i finally made another edit lmao

Sunset loving all-nighter friends

This is really random but I was looking over BuzzFeed’s articles about BTS and they had this interview with them last summer, where they asked the members if they like sunrise or sunset more.
Only three of them responded with sunset. Obviously, Namjoon, because he can stare at disappearing Sun, chill, drink something and wonder about life, death, day, night, music, sleeping, destruction and anything, really.<3
But then of course JiKook answered with sunset and I just think it’s really cute that not only once again they said the same thing, but, you know.
Sunset, because they’re all-nighter friends, talking, watching stuff and playing together. Sunset, because they can hang out alone, without cameras at night. Sunset, because they can go and dance in practice room on their own. Sunset, because they can hug each other until they fall asleep…
Just… sunset, okay?
*deeply touched and not making any sense, she crawls in her JiKook corner*

Anon said: Could you draw something of Aka x Ken? They are so cute!

Sure~! They’re between my fave hq ships after all (*・∀-)☆

okay but now that i’ve calmed down (a little), can we talk about the endless possibilities we have with shatter me? we’ll see juliette on her way to greatness with warner by her side 101%, unfaltering, ever so supportive, proud & in love. we’ll see her tackle some hardships the way we all know she can, literally using her bare hands. we’ll see warnette being intimate and soft as well as fierce and intense. we’ll see juliette fully owning up to her power and taking leadership of sector 45. WE’LL SEE KENJI!!!!!!!!!! we’ll see more kenji & juliette a.k.a quite possibly The Best Brotp there is with even greater dynamics. i’m hoping we might actually see bisexual!kenji happen bc we all know he’s just so far from straight as he could be. hopefully we’ll see more (of the) girls, perhaps even some wlw rep and juliette actively interacting with them, now that she’s more comfortable in her own skin and isn;’t afraid of being herself and talking to people. warner will pet another dog. or two. or a dozen. heck they’ll ADOPT a dog. they’ll name him son, as in their son (warner will try and name him adam but then kenji will point out it’s an insult to the dog). hopefully ad*m kent will finally choke. just. THE ENDLESS POSSIBILITIES THAT STAND BEFORE US

anonymous asked:

Harry Potter AU when Yata is a dementor and Fushimi is a prisoner :D

Maybe in this AU dementors aren’t just random creepy evil things but are actually born from people somehow – ooh maybe pull in some Fantastic Beasts here and dementors are actually the remnants of obscurials, like when a child tries to repress their magic powers and is eventually taken over, most die eventually but some are ‘reborn’ as like a mix of the child’s personality and the dark parasite that’s grown inside of them and those are dementors, though they lose all remnants of their old personality after a while and let the parasite take them over entirely. Those dementors are basically the ‘usual’ dementor, just all black and creepy with no eyes or face, simply the dark traces of something that once upon a time was human. So Yata is a fairly newly born Dementor, as a human he was a Muggleborn who tried to hide his powers because he was afraid that if it was discovered that he had powers his family might be persecuted or killed by the other people in his town, fearing that Yata was some kind of demon. He was eventually discovered too late by the ministry of magic, they weren’t able to save him from being devoured by his own darkness. But maybe the wizards who found him tried to help him and in the end Yata actually managed to control his magic for one brief moment in order to throw them clear of the destructive powers enveloping him, saving their lives. So when he was reborn as a dementor he was taken to Azkaban as kind of a way of giving him somewhere to stay and a job to do, Yata’s told that this is a prison for bad people and the wizards are trusting Yata as one of the few dementors with anything resembling a personality to help keep things in line.

When he gets to Azkaban though Yata’s kinda horrified, only a couple of the other dementors still have personalities and they’re fading, like they still have their faces but their skin’s gone gaunt and gray and their features start blurring, like a painting someone’s started to wipe out. In being there Yata also learns for the first time the other part of being a dementor, that his presence causes people to relive their worst memories. Yata tries to tell himself that it’s not that bad, all these people are terrible criminals and probably deserve this, but really he’s upset about it and feels like he almost wishes he’d just been devoured by his magic so he wouldn’t have to live on as this horrible black thing. That’s when one day a new prisoner is dragged into the prison, this thin gaunt kid who’s supposed to have murdered hundreds of people. Fushimi’s a Pureblood whose dad was a total Voldemort supporter (though really he just used that as an excuse to kill people and be a dick), Fushimi tried to get away from him but Niki followed Fushimi to the normal Muggle city where he’d been hiding and killed a bunch of Muggles, Fushimi then ends up taking the blame because Niki ducks out and since Fushimi looks so much like him it’s assumed that Fushimi was the killer. Fushimi doesn’t really care either way, he’s seen enough of Niki and Kisa to feel like wizarding society is corrupt and he’s probably better off in jail.

One of the first things Yata notices about Fushimi is that Fushimi is the only prisoner who doesn’t shy away when Yata comes near, he just stares numbly out the window. Eventually Yata learns that’s because Fushimi doesn’t really have any good memories, all his memories are terrible ones so when he sees Yata he doesn’t relive anything that he hasn’t relived in his mind a hundred times before. Yata doesn’t understand how someone as young as Fushimi can be a murderer, Fushimi just laughs hollowly because he doesn’t see a point in trying to explain himself to a dementor. Then maybe Fushimi falls ill one day when Yata’s doing his rounds of the prison, Yata gets worried and tries to call for help but there’s no one to call, only dementors and prisoners remain in Azkaban and even the food is either delivered in or brought by like house elves or something. In desperation Yata goes floating around the island and finds some herbs that his mom used to use for medicines, he gives those to Fushimi and takes care of him. Fushimi finds it darkly hilarious that the only person to ever care for him in his life is a fucking dementor of all things.

So then after that Yata finds himself spending more and more time with Fushimi, like there’s something healing for him too to have a single person who is actually made better by his presence rather than worse. But having all the other dementors around too is taking a toll on even Fushimi and Yata starts to consider the most impossible of options: smuggling Fushimi out of Azkaban. Fushimi refuses because there’s nothing for him out there but also because he knows that if Yata helps him escape and is discovered to have done so Yata will probably be punished somehow and might even lose the rest of his humanity – having Fushimi near has allowed Yata to stave off the eventual decay into being a full dementor but even he’s starting to fade a little and the two of them are both well aware of the hopelessness of their own situation, Yata who will eventually become nothing more than a wraith and Fushimi who will eventually crumble and go insane, both losing all sense of self and each other. (And then one day another human comes to the island, a prominent wizard researcher named Munakata who wishes to study dementors as part of his research on whether or not obscurials can be saved or even returned back to being human…)




I’m just thinking -

in YorkNew Leorio mentions he started to learn Nen and he only knew one of the very first step of Nen. but meanwhile he didnt know anything else about Nen. (and we know that later he developped his Emitting technique which were, according to Ging, very smart and thought of)
We’ve, so far, never heard of a teacher for Leorio, all we know is that he focused on books and medecine

….. do you think it’s possible Leorio learnt on his own? like from books or something?

When the stars in the sky fade into one- Lellinger fic (2.2k)

Sooo…I might have written another fanfic and because a lot of you seemed to like my previous ones (I know you are right beside me and You give it all but i want more) i decided to post this one too :) But I always like to say a couple of things first though and i hope you don’t mind. This fic is kinda special to me because i wrote most of it on my way home from Innsbruck, so i have it as a little memory from there. (By the way, i completely fell in love with Innsbruck, I can’t even believe how beautiful it is.) Also i still feel awkward writing cute and fluffy scenes because everytime i write something very sentimential i remember myself that they are actual people and then i get a writers block haha. That’s also the reason it took me so long to post another one because i didn’t want to post something just for the sake of posting. I also noticed that all my three fics are kinda similar (at least some of the moments) so if any of you have some prompts, i will gladly accept them. I also have to mention that this idea was stuck in my mind ever since the ‘Lellinger room are late sleepers’ thing was mentioned and i couldn’t get it out of my head. Also i noticed that Stephan barely wears gloves so the ‘warming up their hands’ seemed appropriate haha. Okay, enough of spoilers and me rambling, enjoy :)

He usually never woke up in the middle of the night, but this time it felt different. The weight that was normally on the right side of the bed was gone and instead of the comfortable warmth coming from the other body, there was an empty space and the bed felt completely too big. When he opened his eyes he was met with piercing darkness. A slight beam of moonlight was shining through the window, signaling that it was still the middle of the night. He turned on the bedside lamp and he needed a couple of seconds to get used to the brightness. His gaze immediately fell to the other side of the bed, his heart falling when he saw that Stephan wasn’t there. His mind became hazy with negative thoughts and concern and his brain wasn’t able to realize what was happening. He closed his eyes again, trying to convince himself that it’s just a dream he would soon wake up from, but when he opened his eyes, Stephan was still missing. His heart started to panic and his hands flew to his phone. No messages. No calls. He looked around the room again and this time a piece of scribbled paper caught his attention. He recognized the messy writing as Stephan’s and with sleepy eyes he read the sentence. ‘Couldn’t sleep, so I went to the hill. Don’t worry.’ A wave of relief overflowed him and he cursed himself for always thinking about the worst possible situations. He exhaled a loud sigh and sank back into the mattress. Closing his eyes he tried to fall back asleep, but his brain didn’t stop working. His mind was clouded with thoughts about Stephan, and the million things the other could be thinking about. His roommate was an over thinker, always beating himself up about things he might have done or said wrong. He always kept himself in the back, not wanting others to worry about his problems. But to Andi it was obvious when something wasn’t quite right and when he couldn’t close his eyes again and fall back a sleep, he decided to go out and look for him. He got up from the bed and started putting on his hoodie, thinking about Stephan who probably hadn’t dressed up enough and was now freezing. He grabbed another jacket and left their hotel room, sneaking through the halls and trying to keep quiet. The ski jumping hill wasn’t far from the hotel but he was still surprised Stephan went to it. Even though they had a competition there tomorrow and the workers obviously knew them, it still wasn’t acceptable for them to go there in the middle of the night, without anyone knowing.  He continued walking and pushed his hands deeper into his pockets, slowly getting closer to the hill. He spotted a figure sitting on the stairs on half of the way up to the top, curled into himself with his head resting in his palms. When Andi left the room he didn’t really plan what he will say, he just knew he had to get to Stephan as soon as possible. With each step he got more and more nervous and he tightened the grip on the jacket he was still holding in his hands. He climbed through the gates around the entrance and continued walking to the stairs. His gaze moved from his shoes to the person he immediately recognized as Stephan and the moment the other one saw him, a gentle smile spread on his face. He almost looked apologetic as was always in his nature, but the relief of the fact that Andi was there was clearly visible on his soft features. Andi couldn’t help but smile too, still walking up the stairs with steady pace while his heart was beating as loud as the sound of his steps in the empty arena. A soft 'Hi,’ interrupted his thoughts and the sound of Stephan’s voice made his heart skip a beat. Instead of greeting him back he broke the silence with a voice full of worry that he was trying so hard to hide. “You are so stupid, you know. Just leaving the bed in only a sweater and coming up here to sit in the cold.” Stephan was quiet at that, simply not knowing what to say. The silence fell back between them again, his eyes falling to the city that was deep bellow them and then almost whispering, “just couldn’t sleep, that’s all.” Andi sighed at that, not satisfied with the answer but he decided he would try and get more out of him later. He handed Stephan the jacket and couldn’t help but notice the cold fingers that brushed his and gave him a strange feeling. Sitting down he signed again while Stephan gave him a thankful smile. They sat in comfortable silence for a couple of minutes, both looking at the gorgeous town bellow them that was lit up by thousands of lights while Stephan was still slightly trembling. Without thinking about it twice Andi scooted closer to him and wrapped his hands around the other’s body, trying to give him as much of his own warmth as possible. “I hope you know that I’m always here to talk if you need to get things out of your head.” Stephan smiled at that, keeping his gaze on his hands while nervously playing with his fingers, not wanting to say anything wrong. He always admired Andreas for his kindness and he wanted to open up to him, to tell him all the things that lay heavy in his heart but at the same time he just couldn’t imagine worrying Andi with his thoughts and putting down his always cheerful and positive mood. The searching and hopeful pair of blue eyes convinced him though, and he decided telling Andi what was on his mind could lift the weight that he was struggling with for a couple of months off of his shoulders. “I feel like I shouldn’t be in the team for Lahti, I’m the weakest of us all and putting me in the team would only bring us bad results. On top of that, I feel like I shouldn’t even deserve to be in World Cup as I’m obviously here just because Freund had an injury.” Words were unguardedly flowing through his mouth and he was afraid to look at Andi, who was still listening. “I feel like I don’t belong here, my results are nowhere near as good as everyone else’s and I just fell so left out.” With that, he ended his uncontrolled sentences that were coming directly from his heart, the realization of the fact that he was actually saying them making his eyes water. He tried to subtly wipe away his tears with his cold hands, too nervous to take a look to the side, knowing how much Andi hated when he talked low of himself. Suddenly, he felt warm hands grabbing his own and pulling them from his face, Andi’s fingers wrapping around his and giving him warmth, gently stroking the knuckles. It felt nice to have someone there beside him and he always knew Andi was the right person to open up to. Now that everything was out of his heart, he didn’t know why he hadn’t told him sooner. “I know it may sound strange, but I once felt the same.” Just as Stephan wanted to protest and point out that Andi always was and is good at this, Andi interrupted him. “I was the youngest and everyone was looking at me from above, not believing in my capability and leaving me behind. I felt awful and at that moment all I had to do was believe in myself. I didn’t really have anyone to give me support and keep my head up and I often thought none of it is worth it. Just now I realize how big of a mistake I could have made. But I continued, step after step and I would usually beat myself about every bad jump but I would still get up stronger and it gave me hope and motivation for the future. I knew what I wanted and I know you do too. I am so thankful that I kept on fighting just for myself when I knew nobody else would because if I hadn’t done it, I wouldn’t be here now.” He stopped for a moment, his gaze still fixed on Stephan who was looking at their interlaced hands.  It reminded him how nervous he actually was, but he continued anyway. “All you need to do is believe in yourself, Stephan.” With that, he gently nudged him with his shoulder, trying to get him to understand his words. He finally looked up at Andi, his eyes gleaming with gratefulness and he gave him one of his brightest smiles. “I mean it, Stephan. I don’t want you to ever put yourself down. Not only it’s bad for you, but it also hurts me.” They were still holding hands, with their shoulders close together and Andi was having a hard time concentrating. He really hoped he managed to convince Stephan that he is worth so much more than he thinks he is and that he definitely belongs here. He is adored by people and his teammates love him, some even more than they probably should, so he really didn’t see a reason for his self-consciousness. Stephan was still quiet, taken aback by the sudden openness from Andi. The words sank into his brain and he couldn’t get the last sentence out of his head. The actions were much easier said than done, but he promised himself he would at least try it. It meant a lot to him that someone was there; longing to listen to his problems and it meant even more that Andi actually tried to help him by giving him confidence that he needed. He felt extremely close to him and he never expected a conversation could have such an impact on him. The silence between them spoke for itself, both having million thoughts in their heads but neither of them was able to form them into words. Even though Stephan felt like his heart had never been opened up like that before; showing how vulnerable he actually was, he was afraid of showing that through the actions. Just a soft brush of their hands made his heart flutter and having his hands warmed up by Andi was enough to leave him breathless. He pushed the nervousness from his thoughts and rested his head on Andi’s shoulder, hoping the motion wasn’t too straightforward. It was a simple action, but it meant a lot to him and he tried to subtly tell just how much Andi meant to him and how overwhelmed he was by his words. Andi melted at that and signed, only now realizing he was holding his breath the whole time. He was afraid his feelings were too obvious, but it didn’t matter now because he was sure Stephan felt the same. Their touch was full of tenderness and it told more than words ever could. They stayed like that for a moment; cuddled up into each other and keeping themselves warm. It was Stephan who broke the silence first, even though he would much rather stay like that the whole night. “We should probably go to back the hotel soon, otherwise we will be late in the morning, again.” Andi just nodded, enjoying the moment too much to actually move. Stephan smiled at him and got up, pulling him by his hand and softly caressed his palm. Andi didn’t disobey, he got up as well and sleepily started to walk down the stairs. They walked hand in hand, both trying to convince themselves it was just for the sake of keeping each other warm, but they knew that wasn’t the main reason. Their steps were heavy and loud, tiredness taking over their bodies and reminding them that it was the middle of the night. The moon was still high above them, lightning up the way to the hotel and brightening their joyful faces. Their walk to the room was quiet, both afraid of being seen and when Andi unlocked the door, they immediately crashed down on their bed. “You owe me an hour of sleep,” Andi said jokingly and managed a playful smile despite of his tiredness. Stephan just smirked at him and pulled the covers over himself, tugging them away from Andi. “I said you didn’t have to come though, so it’s not my fault you were so concerned that you had to go after me.” The other just rolled his eyes and turned to the side, sleepiness slowly taking over his body. He almost fell asleep when he heard a soft voice that always manage to send chills down his spine. “But I’m glad you did.” Stephan probably didn’t expect him to respond or even to hear, but Andi subtly moved closer and hugged him from behind, nuzzling his head into his neck. They fell asleep close against eachother and if they woke up late the next morning, they didn’t mind.