let's not forget these guys

I’m not sure if this has been pointed out before. But can we just talk about this small moment, right here? We all remember this iconic hug, how could we forget? But let’s pay attention to Guy because it looks like he’s trying to pull away?? Like he’s probably thinking, “okay good hug, now we have to go up on stage”. He probably thought the hug was gonna be brief, but when he tries to pull away, he can’t. It looks like Thomas tightens his hold and pulls Guy back towards him, and then Guy gives him that reassuring, comforting pat on the back. You guys, it might just be me, but what I’m seeing here is that the hug went on longer because Thomas wouldn’t let go of Guy until they absolutely had to go up on stage.

Really, Studio Pierrot?

Of course, they’ll make it look like Sasuke never contacts Sakura. Of course they say their first date lasted two minutes. Of course they make Sakura think he forgot their date. It’s not like it’s shown in Gaiden that Sasuke loves and treasures his family deeply. But guys, let’s never forget that this whole arc is nothing but lousy written Filler, Studio Pierrots specialty 👍🏿 Oh well, it’s not like I expected anything but this was almost funny tbh 😂😂😂 Or how Kakashi would phrase it; “How low you’ve fallen, Studio Pierrot.”

Originally posted by oicean

Imma have a short rant about Peter okay

So let’s me just start by saying how the FUCK do you function when you know Peter Parker is walking in the same halls as you everyday? How the fuck do you function when Peter fucking Parker is sitting in the desk in front of you? LIKE HOW DOES PETER NOT HAVE A GIRL CRUSHING ON HIM HIGKEY?!? MJ that’s a different story but why isn’t there a girl at Midtown that likes Peter and kinda makes it obvious? I’m just so confused. It’s PETER PARKER! Literally the most genuine and down to earth guy. And let’s not forget that his entire being is actually gorgeous! And that he is super smart and he’s just so nerdy but it’s so cute and it makes you want to hug him and protect him. HE ALSO CARES ABOUT HIS FRIENDS AND FAMILY HES SUCH A CARING PERSON HOW DO YOU NOT HAVE A CRUSH ON SOMEONE LIKE THAt?!? Deadass if I was going to school with Peter I would probably be so hopelessly in love with him and make it obvious but not to obvious yah know. And I would just dream of the day when I would have the honor and privilege to call Peter Parker mine. I would love him so much you don’t even know. I would always make sure he’s okay and that he’s not hurt and I would kiss him all the time and hug him and just make him feel so loved. I would watch endless nerdy movies and listen to him talk about his Stark internship and about how great it is. And then cuddle him and give him forehead kisses bc obviously I’m da man in the relationship even tho he’s Spider-Man lmao. I LOVE PETER PARKER AND EVEN THO I CANT ACTUALLY BE WITH HIM BC HES A FICTIONAL CHARACTER and I’m , well me, I FEEL LIKE HE DESERVES SOMEONE WHO WOULD DO THE THINGS I SAID I WOULD DO FUCKIJG SHIT MAN IS THAT TO MUCH TO ASK?!? This probably doesn’t make sense and it’s very messy but can you hear my cry? I don’t know where this was going but I’m stopping it before I start crying about how much I love peter and how much he deserves love…. damn. I’m so sorry about this lmao im a mESs :) (btw LOOK AT MY HOE HES SO BEAUTIFUL )

How dan and Phil probably broke up #62
  • Phil: You've been bad and bad boys get punished
  • Phil: *ties Dan to the bed*
  • Dan: Ooo are we gonna have kinky se-
  • Phil: *plays hello internet on loop*
Identity (Peter Parker x Reader)

Originally posted by youdovethroughaholeintheuniverse

Word Count: 1542

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

AN: Believe me I know I haven’t posted in the longest time. It’s my final year of school and I just finished exams a week ago and I’ve been busy but i’m back :) I couldn’t not post when Spider-man homecoming is being released this week which i’m super excited for by the way I can’t contain my excitement I went out and brought a thwip! shirt i’m that excited for this movie. You can read part two , three , four and five here 

The web slinging crime fighting hero had been occupying most of your thoughts recently, ever since you came to the conclusion that he attended your high school. Your were convinced New York’s newest hero walked the same crowded halls you did every day since the time you saw Spider-man crawling out of an empty classroom window wearing a backpack and holding a math textbook in his hand. After that encounter your stubborn and determined attitude had to know the truth about the hero’s real identity and it was still eating away at you to this day. You’d always wanted to be a detective when you grew up and it was easy to see why as you weren’t ever happy unless you had all the answers. And recently the question “Who is Spider-man?” was swirling around in your mind.

“What makes you so sure he even goes here Y/N?” Your best friend Liz Allan questioned from beside you on the bench. Her words distracted you from your deep analysis of the class in front of you doing PE, your eyes searching the room for someone that could possibly be the masked vigilante. Turning towards your friend you slumped back in your seat already feeling bored of this free period. “I have proof, believe me Liz. I just can’t figure out exactly who it is yet.”

The dark haired girl seemed lost in her thoughts as she placed her chin in the palm of her hand, a small lovestruck smile gracing her lips. “Spider-man would have to be dark and mysterious…and incredibly handsome.” Rolling your eyes at Liz romanticising the super hero you playfully nudged her shoulder to snap her out of her thoughts. "Whoa someones got the hots for Spider-man.“ You playfully teased as a deep red coated your friends cheeks in embarrassment. It seems someone else was listening to your conversation as you notice your classmate Peter Parker look over at you and Liz with wide eyes, looking like he just paused mid sit up at the words that just left your mouth. However when he catches your gaze on him he abruptly goes back to what he was doing.

His actions left you confused, mostly to how the boy even heard what you were saying when he was on the other side of the room and as to why he would react in such a way. "Strange…” You muttered out as you focused your attention on the boy for a minute until you were rudely interrupted by your friend snapping her fingers in front of your face. “Hello? Are you even listening to me?" 

Shaking your head from your thoughts you turned your attention back to Liz. "Oh sorry what?” Letting out a sigh in annoyance at her friend, Liz crossed her arms in front of her showing her irritation. "I was saying I don’t have a crush on Spider-man.“ A snort accidentally escaped you at her blatant lies, she should know you can’t lie about such things to your best friend because they always know the truth. "Liz he saved you from dying one day and ever since you get all flustered when his name is brought up in conversation. Who are you trying to fool here? Come on i’m your best friend I notice everything." 

She appeared at a loss for words as she stared back at you, mouth slightly agape."Flash asked me to homecoming.” Her words were rushed out forcefully as she tried to change the subject from her feelings towards Spider-man. “Okay first off stop changing the subject and secondly please tell me you declined.” A groan passed your lips as she nervously looked away from you, already giving you the answer. You had the urge to pull out your hair in frustration at the situation, there was no one you despised more than Flash Thompson. “Seriously Liz?!" 

"I didn’t know how to reject him. I felt bad.” Her bottom lip stuck out expressing her unhappiness with the situation. You gently grabbed your friends hands in your own, your motherly instincts coming out as you were 97 days older than her and you would never let her forget it. "Sweetie you do not owe that guy anything.“ A sigh escaped her as she leaned into your shoulder for comfort. "I know I just…can we just not talk about it." 

A thought popped into your mind as she uttered those words causing another groan to leave your mouth. "Well who am I supposed to go with now?! We were gonna go together remember, since I’m forever single and all that.” You felt her mumble an apology into your shoulder but you didn’t need one, you’d already forgiven her. An idea popped into Liz’s head as she pulled apart from you all of a sudden. “Hey, if you found out Spider-man’s true identity then maybe you could go with him?” She spoke excitedly trying to make you feel better about the situation. But it failed to work as you doubt you’d find out who he really was in time for the dance, let alone the fact that a guy would never ask you to the dance. 

“Looks like i’m going with me, myself and I." 


Later that day you were planning to go to the library to study but didn’t make it far as someone sprinted around a corner and rushed straight into you. Immediately losing your balance you began to fall backwards, but before you could hit the ground you felt a pair of strong arms encircle your waist. Looking up your eyes met with those of Peter Parker. How did he catch you so fast? You never pictured Parker having such fast reflexes, they were almost unnatural. And his eyes are so much darker up close-

“Are you okay Y/N?” The sound of his voice breaks you out of your trance as you stand back up properly, feeling a blush forming on your cheeks which was surprising to you. Not once had a boy made you feel that way; fictional characters didn’t count. “I’m okay but uh thank you for catching me and all that Peter. So…where are you off to in a hurry?”

The boy seemed unprepared for the question as he fumbled over his words and providing a lame and non believable excuse. “Oh just uh-a thing." 

You couldn’t help the giggle that left your body at his words. "Sounds important.” Giggling? Since when did you giggle at a boy?! What on earth was going on with you right now.

Clearing his throat a little Peter appeared nervous at his next question. “Yeah, hey you’re best friends with Liz right?“ And there it was, the line that you’d been asked by countless boys already today and every day since the homecoming was announced. But for some reason when Peter asked the same question it caused your heart to drop a little and your throat to close up momentarily; you weren’t sure as to why you were feeling this way. Pushing away those feelings you put on a brave face and nodded in response. Oh god here it comes. He definitely wasn’t the first guy to ask her the same question today. 

"Do you…do you know if she has a date yet to homecoming?” Thinking back to Liz’s confession earlier that day your felt almost guilty that you had to crush this boys hopes of going with your friend. "I’m…i’m really sorry Peter. Tragically she’s going with Flash.“ His face noticeably dropped at this information and he switched his gaze down to his shoes trying to hide his emotions from you. "Oh. Well I gotta go, but it was nice talking to you Y/N." 

As she started running down the hallway again a sudden thought entered your mind. Peter was always running away and skipping classes this past year and it was strange to say the least. What could he possibly be doing that causes him to be absent half the time unless… 

"Parker wait!” He halted his movements at the sound of your voice and you quickly caught up to him with interrogation on your mind. Reaching for his arm you held onto it to keep him from running away from your questions, trying to ignore the strange feeling you got from touching him. “Where do you go every day Peter?" 

That one question made the boy visibly gulp, obviously he was trying to hide something and didn’t want anyone finding out. Your eyebrows furrowed as you observed the boys behaviour and another thought entered your mind. "And come to think of it, you’ve been acting awfully strange ever since that school trip to Oscorp last year.”  At those words he became even more nervous as he broke away from your grip and began running away from your questions. “I really gotta go. I’ll see you around Y/N." 

You watched as his body disappeared around the corner, could Peter possibly be the guy you’ve been looking for? It would make sense since he’s always running off and coming back with cuts and bruises, not to mention the new discovery of his advanced reflexes. And earlier today when he somehow heard what I said, it all makes sense now. "Holy shit, I think I found him." 

  • <p> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b>Jimin:</b> Hyung, I'm bored. Tell us a joke.<p/><b>Jin:</b> Okay! Why did the cow cross the road?<p/><b>Jungkook:</b> To get to the udder side. I've heard of this already.<p/><b>Taehyung:</b> Hyung, you're not funny.<p/><b>Jin:</b> You guys are milking me out of jokes.<p/><b>Yoongi:</b> Your jokes are udder destruction.<p/><b>Jin:</b> Fight me, Yoongi. Unless you're too much of a cow-herd.<p/><b>Namjoon:</b> Come on, guys. No need to start beef over a joke.<p/></p><p/><b>Jimin:</b> Why are you guys so moo-dy today?<p/><b>Hoseok:</b> Let's forget all this and go to the moo-vies.<p/><b>Jungkook:</b> I'm hungry, let's go to the the calf-eteria first.<p/><b>Jin:</b> Fine. I've been craving bull-ogna. <p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p>

To all of the people going on Markiplier’s You’re Welcome tour soon, have an amazing time because it should be a blast. Remember that Wade, Bob, Mark, Tyler, and Ethan are all human beings and please treat them with respect. Don’t hurt yourselves in the process of meeting your favorites and to those Detroit goers, Mark picked cake over you guys, don’t let him forget that.

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put your slimey claws together for this fuckbunch of endgame dream teams. i wish these teenage shit waffles luck cus youd have an easier time finding atlantis and fondling aquamans goods than fighting these chumps.

oh and lets not forget these guys:

Harry Potter and the Cursed Child Show Recap – Sunday May 21st

Note: This recap was written over several days, so please forgive the bizarre and inconsistent references to time.


What a bizarre, indescribable day. I think this is going to be more a recap of emotions (as I try to figure them out), but of course the cast gave us some beautiful and incredible moments too. I’ll do my best to talk about everything I can, but as I say, it was a little indescribable, and I’m still not sure how I feel.

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there's a new app or something
  • Girl: Did you get the new app?
  • Boy: What app?
  • Girl: The new app, stupid.
  • Boy: What does it do?
  • Girl: It's new! Check it out. *fires up app*
  • New App: *in a fresh and cool voice* Welcome to the new app.
  • Boy: I still don't understand what it does.
  • Girl: You can press this button here and it checks for the latest version of the new app. Watch. *boop*
  • New App: Boop received. There are ZERO new updates.
  • Girl: Isn't it cool?
  • Boy: I'm really not into it.
  • Girl: C'mon. You have to be. Everyone's using it.
  • Boy: I'm not really into the same things everyone else is.
  • Girl: You're always such a hispter, but that's your choice.
  • Boy: Yeah, it's my choice and I'm proud of it.
  • *later, elsewhere*
  • Group of People: Wow, the new app rules, right? I love it. I like booping it to see if there's any new updates. We should all boop it now. No, I think we should wait. You're stupid. Yeah, let's all boop it forget the other guy. *boopboopboopboopboopboop*
  • New App: Bbbooooppppp rreeecciiieeeevvvveeedddd. Ooonneeeeee nnnnnneewwww uuuuppppdddaaaattttteeeeeee aaaaavvvvvvvaaaillllllabbbbbl-
  • Boy: *watching from afar* What a bunch of sheep. How can they get excited over a stupid app that does nothing. It's mob mentality if I've ever seen it. One person downloads a useless app, so everyone else has to. Thank god that I'm appless and entirely free from banal social dogma.
  • New App: New update has finished downloading. Activating new feature, outcast locater. One outcast located directly to the south of your group. He's watching from the alleyway.
  • Boy: Huh?
  • Group of People: *rush over the alleyway* Whoa, there really was a guy watching us from the alleyway! What a weirdo! Does he really not have the app? No one doesn't have the app, it's the newest app. Hey, do you not have the app?
  • Boy: I have to go.
  • Group of People: Don't go! Why don't you have the app? Actually, fuck off if you don't have the new app, freak!
  • Boy: *runs away* Why did they all gang up on me like? *stomach growls* Now I'm hungry after running like that. I best go to that sandwich shop over yonder and eat a... hmmm sandwich.
  • Cashier: Hello, sweetie. What kind of sandwich can I get you today?
  • Boy: Just a bread sandwich. Like, a sandwich with three slices of bread and meats, vegetables, cheeses, or condiments.
  • Cashier: *phone vibrates* Hold on, sweetie. The new app is booping me, there might be a new update.
  • New App: Hey, do you see the kid standing in front of you?
  • Cashier: You mean that very cute boy?
  • New App: Yes, him. He doesn't have the new app.
  • Cashier: What!?
  • New App: It's true.
  • Cashier: You have the new app, don't you?
  • Boy: Well, no.
  • Janitor: *stops mopping the floor* That's kind of weird.
  • Cashier: It's actually very weird.
  • Boy: I don't understand what the big deal is, it's just a dumb app.
  • Cashier: It's not dumb, everyone's using it!
  • Janitor: *locks the doors* It's suspicious that you're not using it, son. Why don't you take a seat and wait here for a moment.
  • Cashier: Yeah, me an my colleague, the janitor, have to talk. Your sandwich will be out in a moment.
  • Boy: *nervously sits*
  • *the janitor and cashier huddle behind the counter and whisper to each other*
  • Boy: *internally* This is ridiculous. Why is this stupid app getting me into so much trouble. I'm not required to download it. It's just an app. So why is everyone getting so aggressive about it.
  • Cops: *knock at the door*
  • Janitor: *lets them in* Welcome officers.
  • Cops: So we hear that someone isn't using the new app, eh?
  • Janitor: Yes officer, he's sitting right over there. He's terrible! TERRIBLE!
  • Cops: Calm down, sir. We'll take care of this. *walks over to the boy, very authoritatively* Hello, son. Now, don't be intimidated just because we're cops and all. We simply want to know why you aren't using the new app.
  • Boy: I don't know, I just don't feel like using it.
  • Cops: But you realize it's the most innovative app to be released in the past decade. It was developed by Darkheart Studios, and you know those Darkhearts always make good stuff.
  • Boy: I just don't get why I have to download it. Like, what's the big deal? All it does is update itself.
  • *cops look at each other puzzled*
  • Cops: *phone vibrates* Oh, looks like the app has something to tell us. Lemme just give it a boop. *boop*
  • New App: Boop received. New has update finished downloading. Activating new feature, extermination of the sacrilegious. Kill the boy, officers. End his miserable life.
  • Cops: Are you telling us to shoot the boy because he hasn't downloaded the app.
  • New App: Not necessarily, but any means of extermination is sufficient.
  • Cops: I don't think we should kill the boy. The new app is great an all, but not worth killing over. In fact, it's getting kind of old. I think we should take the boy down to the station for safe keeping while we figure out what's going with this here bizarre app. Hey there, little guy... oh.
  • Boy: *gone*
  • Cops: He's gone. Now where did he run off too?
  • Boy: *runs panicked down the street, the cellphone of every single person vibrating and ringing as he passes them*
  • Boy: *runs into his house and locks himself in his bedroom* What did I do to deserve this? I should just download the app and spare myself this hell. No! I refuse, I won't fall in with trends like all the sheeple. I'm special. I'm different.
  • Sister: *knocks at the boy's bedroom door, clutching a knife behind her back* Little brother, open up. I have to talk to you about something. It's important.
  • Boy: I don't feel like talking, leave me alone.
  • Sister: Come on, I'm your sister. You can trust me, open up. *tries to force the door open* Open the fucking door!
  • Boy: You're acting crazy, leave me alone!
  • Sister: Fine. *stomps off*
  • Boy: *hides under his blankets*
  • *a cacophony of cellphone notification sounds come from outside of the bedroom window*
  • Boy: *sheepishly peaks out the window, his blanket still wrapped around him*
  • *a mob of people, some armed with weapons stand in his backyard*
  • Leader of the Mob: Kid, we all know you didn't download the new app. Unfortunately, the app says we gotta kill you unless you do. I personally think that's unreasonable, but it is the new app after all, and who am I to question it?
  • Boy: Fuck your stupid app! It doesn't even do anything!
  • Leader of the Mob: What a bad attitude. It's the new sensation.
  • Boy: You're sheep!! You're all stupid sheep!! I'm never downloading the stupid fucking app!!
  • Leader of the Mob: Then we have to burn down your house, kid.
  • Boy: My dad is super rich and influential. If you burn down my house, he'll have you guys taken care of.
  • Dad: *from the mob* I actually support them, son. It's disconcerting to me as a father that you don't have the new app when everyone else does. I could support your through anything, but not this.
  • Boy: Wha- dad!? Argh! Just burn the house! I don't care! I'm not afraid to die!! At the end of the day, I'll be a martyr and you'll all still be fucking nobodies!!
  • Leader of the Mob: Whatever ya say, kid. *tosses torch at the house*
  • *the rest of the mob follows and the house quickly goes up in flames*
  • Boy: I guess this is it. This is how I die. All over a dumb app that doesn't do anything but boop.
  • *flames reach the bedroom window*
  • Boy: Oh god, oh god, oh god! I've changed my mind! I don't want to die!! *frantically pulls out his phone as the flames grow and downloads the new app*
  • New App: *boop* Thank you for downloading the new app, boy. Now, you've been forgiven. You may live. Please be sure to boop me to check for updates.
  • Boy: I feel so fucking stupid, but at least I'll live. I just have to get out of here.
  • Boy: *rushes into the hallway, but the flames have engulfed the entire house*
  • *the ceiling collapses, trapping the boy in the hallway and ceiling any exits*
  • Boy: No! Someone help me! *coughs* I'm sorry! Please help! I downloaded the app!
  • Boy: *curls up in fetal position* I don't want to die. Fire fighters will come and save me or something like that, I'm sure of it! I'm so scared! I don't want to die! I don't want to die! It can't end like this!
  • *The End*

The reason why a lot of men don’t know how to pursue a Godly wife isn’t always because they don’t desire it, but many are simply not ready, or, they don’t even know how to pursue a woman in a Godly way. In the same way we as women have doubts, insecurities, and questions about Godly relationships, we can’t forget that guys have these too.

This can be frustrating and may cause you feel like they’re getting nowhere when it comes to relationships, but the answer isn’t to try and solve all of these problems yourself. The answer is to pray for your brothers in Christ like you pray for your sisters: that God will prepare their hearts and that they’ll know their worth.

In the same way women are pressured to get married, many guys get similar pressure too. In the same way that women can be tempted to just date around, men deal with the same things. In the same way women deal with issues when it comes their bodies, sexual purity, and other things, men face issues as well. Of course women deal with issues that are distinct to being a woman, but the point is, let us not forget to pray for our brothers too.

If a guy has wronged you, this does not mean that his actions are inexcusable. What it means is no matter what, he’s still not outside of the realm of God’s grace. There is still hope for him AND for a generation that seems at times to have lost its way. So let us pray and do this:

“Let us then with confidence draw near to the throne of grace, that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need.” - Hebrews 4:16

You don’t have to date a guy so you can try to change him. Let God change him. Why? Because God is not caught off guard by how “bad” the dating scene is or how much help someone needs. He doesn’t look at a single woman in her 30’s and say there’s no hope for her. He doesn’t look at a woman who’s been heartbroken yet still desires marriage and say “that’s just too bad.” He doesn’t look at a young man who doesn’t know his worth in Christ and say “there’s no way I could pour my love onto a sinner like that.” He looks at ALL of us with love, so let us look at each other in the same way!

Words by @morganhnichols for #QWCDevos

Dinner Party

Draco Malfoy x Reader

Words: 2625

Prompt: Dinner party between Reader, boyfriend Draco and the Weasley family who are like the Readers family. 

Warnings: None

Requested: Yes, by @mollys-sweater 

A/N: Second request. The ask was hoping for all the Weasley’s to be nice to Draco at the end, but I couldn’t see them being totally on board with the idea of Draco dating the Reader. I hope this is ok nonetheless. Enjoy and let me know what you guys think! Don’t forget to send in prompts or requests.




Being with Draco Malfoy was both hard and easy. He would say one thing, but mean another, often confusing Y/N with what he meant. However, he was a straight forward person when it came to people he didn’t like nor want to associate with.

That’s why, when Y/N was getting ready for dinner at her family-friends (practically her family), Draco was being particularly difficult. While Y/N was brushing her hair, putting final touches to her simple make-up, adding a few pieces of jewellery   that Draco had gotten for her, Draco was laying on his bed, scowling at the ceiling.

Y/N looked back from Draco’s vanity table that he had put in his room when she started coming over more so that she could get ready more easily. She rolled her eyes, fixing her earring as she stood and walked over to the bed. She sat on the edge still with her hands in her hair.

“Draco, come on,” He huffed at her. Y/N glanced at him from the corner of her eye. Still looking at the ceiling. “Please, we need to leave soon if we’re going to make it.”

Draco rolled onto his side and landed with his head in Y/N’s lap. He gingerly placed a hand around her back, rubbing circles into her shirt. His motion pulled the shirt up and exposed some of her side. He leaned in and kissed the flesh, nipped a little before soothing with his tongue.

“Draco,” Y/N warned.

He looked up, steel blue eyes watching her. He rolled away and groaned. “Why can’t we just skip this dinner, Y/N?”

Y/N watched him before standing and moving to the closet that was half filled with her own clothes. She pulled out a pair of her shoes and a pair of his shoes. “Because, this is important to me. I want them to know we’re dating. It’s been hard to keep it from them for so long.”

Draco moved to lay on his stomach and watched her. He leaned on his forearms as he spoke. “Well, lets leave it a little longer and do something that you’ll enjoy just as much, if not more.”

She looked over her shoulder and saw Draco rake his eyes up and down her body. Y/N rolled her eyes.

Y/N flung his shoes at him. Draco frowned at her and sat up slowly, putting the one while taking his own sweet time. “Draco, please, I’ve met your parents. The Weasley’s are practically my parents and family,” Draco looked up at Y/N, who was watching him as she sat on the seat in front of the vanity. “This is important to me. They’re all I have, in terms of family.”

It was true. Molly and Arthur Weasley had been close with Y/N’s parents, they had gone to school together and had all been in Gryffindor, just like their own children and Y/N was.

When Y/N was about four years old, a Death Eater had killed her parents, along with her older brother. It was a time that was hard to remember for Y/N, but when she did, all she could remember was asking her her parents and brother were, being so sad that it ached, and Molly Weasley’s warm hugs.

From then, the Weasley’s had taken Y/N in, as her grandparents had passed away and both her parent’s were only children with no siblings. Her parent’s had left a little money for her, but she relied on the Weasley’s for comfort. They had become her only family and as close as they were, when Y/N looked at them, all with their bright red hair and smattering of freckles, it hurt to not look like she belonged.

Molly, however, had none of that. She treated Y/N like her own, loved her like her one and raised her like her own. She was punished just as much as her adoptive siblings. Y/N was grateful for Molly and Arthur. They were her parents.

That was why this was so important. She wanted them to be proud of her, and her boyfriend. But she knew that it was going to be hard, considering the Malfoy’s history with the Weasley’s.

Y/N looked up when Draco placed a hand on her cheek. She blinked back tears. He frowned a little at her, before leaning down and kissing her.

She sighed into it. When he pulled back, Draco spoke in low tones. “Okay, I’ll try. But I make no promises.” With that, he left her to finish getting ready, only really straightening his hair. He grabbed her hand.

“By the way,” Y/N looked at Draco as he looked out his bedroom window. “They’re not all you have. I’m your family too.”

Y/N smiled as they apparated to the outskirts of the Weasley property.

Y/N breathed out, looked at Draco and marched towards her home.


“Just wait here for a moment.” Y/N kissed Draco’s cheek as she went inside. Draco heard the joyous cheers of the Weasley’s as Y/N entered.

“Y/N!” Bill called out. He and Charlie both rushed to hug their adoptive sister, having not seen her in a while.

“Oh, thank heavens,” Said Molly as she walked toward Y/N. She looked mad, but happy. “You left earlier without saying where you were going and I’ve been worried. I didn’t know what happened to you.”

She crushed Y/N in a hug. She pulled back and pointed at her. “Next time, let us know where you’re going.” Y/N nodded and smiled when Molly kissed her forehead.

“Mum, move!” Fred and George practically lifted their mother off her feet to get to Y/N. She and the twins had a special bond with Y/N. The three of them were getting into trouble constantly. They were teaching Y/N all the tricks of the trade with pranking teachers and students a like at school. When Y/N had moved with them, Ron was too young to understand why she was always sad, so Fred and George would cheer her up and play with her. They had been thick as thieves since.

“Finally! Our favourite sibling is back!” George squeezed Y/N’s cheeks together as she grinned up at him. Fred pushed him aside and both boys held out their hands. The three of them started to do their ‘secret’ handshake that involved many movements and twisting and turning around.

After a minuet of slaps and spins, they finished and smirked, until Ginny punched both George and Fred in the arms.

“Favourite, huh?” Ginny glared.

Fred simply nodded. “How can she not be. She blows up toilet seats for us.”

“What!?” Molly yelled out. But seeing Fred, George and Y/N laughing made her realise they were joking. She glared at her children, wondering what she did to deserve this.

After Ginny hugged Y/N, she fist bumped Ron and said her hellos to Harry and Hermione. They were all celebrating Arthur’s birthday, so everyone was over to be their with the Weasley’s.

“Where’s Arthur?” Y/N asked, not seeing the older man anywhere.

“Arthur! Y/N’s back! Come done now!” Molly yelled up the stairs. Clambering down, Arthur Weasley smiled at the bunch in his home.

“Finally. We were getting worried, Y/N,” Arthur hugged Y/N close. “You know better then to worry Molly.”

“Sorry,” She said sheepishly. Arthur waved his hand and motioned for everyone to sit down to start dinner. “Actually,” Y/N stopped everyone. “I’ve brought someone. I wanted you to meet him and-“

“Him? Y/N’s got a boyfriend, Freddie.” George whistled.

“I think she does, Georgie, look a how red she’s going.” Fred pointed to Y/N flaming cheeks.

“Shut up,” She muttered. “Now, this is important to me, so I want you all to be…nice. Please, for me? Can you promise?”

Molly Weasley smiled and wrapped an arm around Y/N, watching everyone else. “We all promise. If this guest of yours is important to you, they’ll be important to us, too. We’re all going to be good, yes?” A resounding ‘yes’ was heard.

Y/N breathed out a heavy sigh. “Okay, hold on.” She turned and went to the door. She reached out and grabbed a hand. “Family who love me and respect my decisions, this is my boyfriend,” She pulled Draco into the light of the house. “Draco.”

Everyone stopped smiling, their faces slack with shock. Draco looked around the room, eyes landing on Arthur Weasley, who looked as red as his flaming locks. He moved to say something, but Molly raised her hand slightly. Arthur stiffened and stopped.

He turned towards the table and sat down heavily.

“Are you serious, Y/N?” Ron gaped. He moved in front of Hermione a little, trying to shield her from any danger. He glowered at Y/N. “You thought it was a good idea to-“

Ron was sharply shut off when Molly smacked his head and pushed him towards the table. She turned to Y/N, who was still clutching Draco’s hand. He looked at Molly with a slight sneer. Molly bristled.

“Come on, dear,” She motioned to the table. Molly grabbed Hermione’s hand and placed her next to her own seat.

Y/N took a deep breath, exhaling when Draco squeezed her hand. She stumbled over to the table, slowly. The seat that was normally vacant for her near Ron, was taken by Harry, who mouthed sorry before Ron nudged him.

Luckily, Fred and George had two spare seats…near the end of the table. Both Draco and Y/N took their seats quickly. Everyone was talking amongst themselves, leaving the young couple alone.

Dinner was quiet, only Harry and Hermione thanking Molly for the food, saying how lovely it was. It was tense, but at lest there was no fighting.

That was, until Percy spoke up. He was trying to be friendly with his adoptive sister, but it set off a chain reaction that he, for all his knowledge should have seen coming.

“So, Y/N,” This caught the attention of the entire table. He strained a smile at them. “How long have you two been, ah, together?”

Ron stiffened and glanced at Y/N from the corner of his vision. “Well, about six months now.”

Molly looked at Arthur. Six months? Lucius had started being…less hostile toward the Weasley’s for four months now. Which meant that the Malfoy’s knew about their childrens relationship for longer.

“Really?” Arthur squeezed out. He saw Molly subtly shake her head, but he ignored her. “So, have you met Malfoy’s parent’s yet?” Y/N looked sheepish. She nodded. “When?”

“Arthur,” Molly snapped. “Not here, not now.”

“No, Mum,” Ron but in, glaring at Draco, who was returning the gesture. “I wanna know too.”

“Ronald Weasley, don’t-“

“Well?” Bill spoke. He was normally the sweetest towards Y/N. Now he seemed slightly on edge as he looked at the young girl.

Y/N dropped her gaze and whispered. “Four months ago.” Arthur slammed his hands on the table. Y/N’s head shot up, worried. “But I knew how you’d react, so I didn’t want to-“

“To what?” Arthur snapped. “Tell us you were together with the son of the family that has been tormenting us for years?”

“No, I just-“

Arthur stood and everyone was silent. they watched as he paced. He rounded on Y/N and pointed. “I understand that teenagers like to rebel, I mean look at Fred and George for Merlins sake, but this, this is-“

Molly spoke up. “Arthur-“

“No Molly!” He looked back to Y/N, who was as stunned as everyone. “This is just…you know what the Malfoy’s have done to us. We raised you, not just for you, but for your parents.”

Molly took this opportunity to get her word in. “It’s just, what we’re saying is that, you don’t really know the Malfoy’s. Lucius could have put Draco up to this. We’re just worried about you, dear. We don’t want to see you get hurt.”

Y/N shook her head. “No, Draco’s not like that. And the Malfoy’s are actually very civil, once you get to know them. It’s just putting in the-“

Arthur whispered. "I know this isn’t your really family, but showing some allegiance towards us would be nice after everything that-“

But Arthur didn’t get to finish, as Y/N had stood, tears in her eyes and run out the back door. Draco looked around for a second before standing and tucking his chair in. He looked around and glared before walking out briskly.

He found Y/N crouched down, muffling her cries by holding her hand over her mouth. Draco shoved his hands into his pockets for a moment. He stood beside his crying girlfriend. He was bad with crying people, especially Y/N.

He sighed and reached down, pulling her to her feet. Y/N breathed out shakily. Draco placed both hands on her cheeks and kissed her forehead.

Y/N sobbed out. “You were right - about everything. You were right, this was a bad - a bad idea. This is - I just, this was so dumb.”

Draco exhaled. “No, don’t. You tried.” He frowned.

“Let’s go,” Y/N pulled his hand away from the Burrow. “Let’s go back to the Manor. Let’s leave and I’ll just - I’ll fix it later. Let’s just leave now, okay.”

“Leave without a goodbye?” Draco turned to see Fred and George walking towed them. He scowled and pushed Y/N behind him a little. Fred rolled his eyes. “Relax, mate.”

George reached out to grab Y/N, who was reluctant to leave Draco’s side. “Mum’s tearing into Dad as we speak. Not to mention Percy and Bill.”

This just made Y/N cry harder. “Great. Now everyone’s fighting.”

“Hey,” Fred brushed her tears away. “It’s not your fault. You can’t help it if you love a,” he looked at Draco and raised his eyebrows. “A blonde ferret.”

Draco groaned and Y/N laughed a little. Fred looked down at her. “You do love him, right?”

Y/N nodded and George looked to Draco. “You love our sister?” Draco shuffled his feet, dug his hands into his pockets and raised a shoulder.

Y/N smiled. “That’s Draco speak for, ‘yes.’”

Fred nodded to George. “We wanna hear him say it.”

Draco looked pleading at Y/N. “Yes, I-I love her, very much.”

“Good,” George marched in front of Draco with Fred, both clasping one of the shorter boy’s shoulders each. “If you hurt our sister, so much as make her shed one tear, we’ll hunt you down and make you regret the day we were born.”

“Tell anyone anything about her that shouldn’t be public knowledge, and we’ll hunt you down and make you regret the day you were born.” Fred continued.

Both twins spoke at the same time. “Keep her smiling and we won’t have a problem, got it?”

Draco placed around to Y/N, who nodded encouragingly. Draco swallowed. He looked her older brothers in the eyes as he spoke lowly. “The same goes for you two and the rest of the Weasley’s. Make my Y/N this upset again, and it’ll be the end of you all.”

Fred and George leaned back, looked at each other worriedly, then smirked at Draco, hugging him. “You’re perfect for our sister.” They pulled back. George whispered to the blond. “But really, be good to her. She doesn’t deserve to be hurt.”

Draco looked at Y/N, stiff but a slight smile on his face. “I know. She’s wonderful.”

||Dickish|| Isaac Lahey Imagine

{Requested: isaac has been recently turned by Derek. And your his best friend. And he’s been different. More cocky and mean. And you confront him one day in school and he totally freaks out on you. He wolfs out and almost hurts you but your boyfriend stiles and your best friend Scott come. And Scott calms him down asking what the hell happened. He tried to apologize but you walk away in tears. And stiles follows right behind you. Later on that night he sneaks into your room to apologize.} Isaac x reader Stiles x reader .


“Is it just me or has Isaac been a lot more aggressive recently?“I asked Lydia as we sat down on the bleachers, watching the lacrosse team practice.
"What makes you think that?"Lydia asked.
As soon as Lydia asked that, Isaac sped towards Stiles. It all happened so quick, Stiles was screaming in the air and suddenly he fell on his back.
"That."I answered before jumping to my feet.
I ran over to Stiles as everyone circled around him.
"Lahey, what the hell was that?"Coach barked, gaining everyone’s attention.
"I swear my life flashed before my eyes."Stiles muttered, as I kneeled down beside him.
"You know I expected my life to be cool considering all the things we’ve seen, but really all I remember is me being terrified."Stiles whispered, groaning.
"Are you okay? Did you get hurt, did you break something-”
“My shoulder."Stiles muttered, screaming in pain as I touched it.
"Back up, back up!"Coach yelled as he shoved past the crowd.
Coach grabbed his arm and started moving it.
"Aaah!"Stiles screamed.
I couldn’t tell if it was out of pain or fright seeing as his arm would flip uncontrollably. I couldn’t help but scream as well while everyone gasped.
"This is like that time Harry fell off his broomstick and broke his arm!"I yelled, making everyone go quiet.
"Seriously, have none of you watched the movies?"I asked, squinting my eyes at them in disbelief and disgust.
"Hey babe, don’t mean to ruin your geeky moment- and you know I love you’re geeky side but I think it’s an inappropriate time to geek out because my arm is a noodle!"Stiles screamed.
"Right, sorry."I whispered, realizing he was right.
Soon the ambulance arrived, the paramedics wheeled Stiles into the ambulance while I jumped in.
"That wasn’t cool man."I heard Danny say.
"It’s lacrosse, if he can’t handle it then maybe he shouldn’t play it."Isaac answered.
"Besides, he’s not even good at it."Isaac snickered.
I furrowed my eyebrows, this isn’t the first he’s been acting like a dick.
"Sir, I’m gonna need you to stay awake-”
“No dad, five more minuets please.” Stiles muttered, half asleep.
“Sir, sir-”
“Mmm (Y/N), I love it when you call me sir. Love it more when you call me-”
“Stiles!"I yelled, covering his mouth.
"Faster?"He asked, his voice muffled by my hands.
"I think he hit his head real hard."The paramedic by my side whispered.
"You want it harder, alright you little-”
“Hey babe, I’m gonna need you to shut up and keep your eyes opened.”
*Next day*
“Here let me carry your bag for you."I offered as I took Stiles backpack from him.
"My left arm works perfectly fine (Y/N)."Stiles chuckled as I walked him to class.
"Unfortunately for you, no more playing with yourself."I said, making him roll his eyes.
"Good thing I got you-"Stiles started to say before we heard a loud bang.
I jumped in front of Stiles and used his backpack as a shield.
”(Y/N) every time there’s a loud noise doesn’t mean someone’s trying to shoot the school.“Stiles reminded me.
"We live in California, what do you expect me to do?"I asked.
"Thank you for shielding me, although I think it’s the boyfriends job to shield the girl."Stiles said, making me roll my eyes.
"Sorry I want to keep my boyfriend alive."I spat, making him wrap his left arm around me.
"What’d you say?"I heard Isaac yell from across the hall.
He had a guy that was taller than him pinned against the locker.
"I asked you a question dick."Isaac barked, slamming his head against the locker.
"That’s where the bang came from."Stiles whispered as I glared at Isaac.
"I said excuse me!"The guy yelled at Isaac.
"I told you to answer me not raise your voice at me-”
“Isaac!"I yelled, stopping him from throwing a punch at the poor guy.
I helped the guy escape Isaac’s grip, which Isaac more upset than he was.
"What the hell (Y/N)?’‘Isaac yelled.
"What do you mean what the hell, what is wrong with you?"I asked.
Isaac simply ignored me and turned away, walking in the other direction.
"Isaac Lahey, don’t walk away from me!"I yelled.
"Watch me!"He yelled back, making me glare at him.
"Just leave him alone."Stiles whispered, holding me back from running after him.
I sighed before walking Stiles to his last class of the day, which was also his least favorite.
"Have fun babe."I whispered before giving him a quick peck.
"Love you."He whispered before walking into his class.
I walked down the hall until I heard someone sobbing in the guys locker room. I know, I know, I should be going in but I had to. I walked in and saw a girl sobbing as Isaac zipped up his pants.
"Look, if you weren’t ready you should’ve told me earlier before wasting my time. I could have any other girl in this school so you’re lucky I chose you."Isaac muttered.
"Isaac I’m sorry-”
“I don’t care, don’t waste my time."Isaac snapped at the trembling girl.
"What the hell is wrong with you?"I asked, causing the girl and Isaac to jump.
"Not you sweetie, whatever he said, just forget it. Don’t let guys like him make you feel bad about yourself."I whispered as I sat by the girl.
I grabbed her phone and put my phone number in her contacts list before putting her number in mine.
"How about my boyfriend and I treat you to some ice cream tomorrow after school?"I asked.
"I don’t know-”
“My treat."I said making her laugh lightly.
"Sure."She answered.
"Alright now go back to class, I’ve got to talk to Isaac."I told her.
She nodded and walked out, leaving me with Isaac.
"Well wasn’t that sweet of you."Isaac muttered, rolling his eyes.
"I don’t know what the hell got into you but I don’t like this new Isaac. You’re my best friend and you would never treat a girl like that."I muttered, glaring at him.
"Watch your tone (Y/N), you don’t want to get on my bad side."Isaac warned, flashing me his golden glowing eyes.
"Of course, of course."I whispered, laughing.
"Ever since that night Derek bit you, you started acting cocky, you started acting like an asshole. I can’t believe I’m saying this but you’re almost as bad as Jackson."I muttered.
"I’m warning you (Y/N), don’t upset me."Isaac continued.
"No, I want to get on your bad side."I spat.
”(Y/N)-“
"Lets see the big bad werewolf you’re trying to be."I muttered.
"I said stop!"Isaac yelled as he wolfed out.
My eyes widened as I stumbled back into the wall.
"Isaac, I’m your best friend, you love me."I whispered as tears welled up in my eyes.
I noticed Issac raise his claws in the air, making my heart drop. I jumped out of the way as soon as he swung at me.
"Isaac!"Scott yelled, scarring both Isaac and I.
”(Y/N), are you okay?“Stiles asked as he ran over to me.
"I’m okay, I’m okay."I breathed out as Stiles cupped my face.
"What the hell is going on?"Scott asked, making me look up at him.
"Isaac wolfed out of me and tried attacking me."I answered as I stood up.
I winced as my ankle stared to sting. I looked down at it and noticed it bleeding. When I jumped, he must’ve managed to claw my ankle.
”(Y/N)-“Isaac started to say as I pushed past him and Scott.
"Don’t Isaac, just don’t."I muttered, tears falling down my face.
"Touch her again and I’ll make wrap Kira’s katana, put wolfsbane-”
“Stiles."Scott whispered.
"You get the idea."Stiles muttered before following after me.
"You wanna leave early?"Stiles asked as he found me by his jeep.
"Please?"I asked.
"Of course."Stiles answered as I helped him into the passengers seat.
"Can’t believe you won’t let me drive my own car-”
“You broke your arm babe, I’m just taking care of you."I whispered as I drove him to his house.
"I know and I love you for that."Stiles said as he leaned over and kissed my cheek softly.
As soon as we got to his house, I made him some food and did his chores.
"Can I just say you’re the best girlfriend ever?"Stiles asked as I collapsed onto his bed.
"Please do, I’m exhausted."I muttered, snuggling up to him.
"Stiles, did you clean the house?"Sheriff Stilinski yelled from downstairs.
"Because it looks amazing- hey (Y/N)."He greeted me as he stood by Stiles’ door.
"Hey Sheriff-”
“Actually (Y/N) cleaned it, she decided to do my chores since I can’t move my arm. She also made food which you’re eating right now."Stiles explained, pointing at his arm and then the bowl in his dad’s hands.
"Stiles, marry her."Sheriff said as he took another bite.
"Dad-”
“Seriously, this is amazing."Sheriff mumbled.
"Thank you Sheriff, just trying to help out."I shrugged.
After his dad left the room, I ended up dozing off in Stiles’ arms. When I woke up, its was eleven pm.
"Shit."I muttered as I looked at Stiles’ alarm clock.
I wiggled out of Stiles’ grip and kissed his forehead before dashing out. I took his jeep and sped off to my house. Once I got there, I sneaked up to my room so I wouldn’t alarm my parents. I hopped onto my balcony and opened the window, then climbed in. As soon as I get in, the lights turn in.
"Jesus- Isaac?"I asked.
"I had to lie to your parents saying that Stiles’ jeep broke down.’'Isaac muttered.
"You didn’t have to, I didn’t ask you-”
“No but you’re my best friend, so of course I’d do it."Isaac answered.
My face softened as he called me his best friend, but then I quickly remembered what had happened today.
"As much as I’d love to chat, and I don’t, we have school tomorrow and I’ve got to get my beauty sleep."I muttered as I hopped into my bed.
"So jump off my balcony and don’t come here again."I spat.
”(Y/N), please just let me talk.“He begged.
"Isaac-
"Before Derek bit me, you would always go out of your way to protect me from my dad. You and Stiles told the Sheriff about him and he got arrested. You then let me stay at your house until I moved in with Derek. I love you (Y/N), you’re my best friend and I’m so sorry I hurt you. I know I’ve been a dick, but I need you to forgive me."He explained.
"Please forgive me."He begged.
"I’m not the one who needs the apology, the girl you hurt and Stiles-oh and that guy in the hallway. Anyone you’ve been a dick to and or hurt."I answered.
"So you’re not mad at me?"Isaac asked.
"I’m disappointed, not mad. Overall, I forgive you. Just please don’t get all cocky and dickish."I muttered.
"Dickish isn’t a word-”
“Isaac."I warned him.
"Okay I’ll take what I can get!”-
Thank you for taking time out of your day to read this, have a wonderful day/night!