“Is this 03 or Brotherhood?”, the definitive guide
I know a lot of people have trouble telling the two FMA anime apart, and I’ve noticed an increase in confusion lately, so I thought I’d make a post to help clear it up! I’ll go over some telltale differences between the two styles, in order of ease. For images, Brotherhood will be on the left, and 03 on the right.
1. Al’s armor
If Al is present in an image, he’s the quickest way to tell the difference between the two series. 03 Al is fairly greenish in hue, and his face looks similar to the early stages of the manga, with a very rectangular chin. Brotherhood Al is much greyer, a little shinier, perhaps a bit bulkier, and his face is more angular with a curvier chin, giving him something of a permanent >:( face. His toes curve up in Brotherhood, but not in 03. Also, since the fight with Buccaneer never happened in 03, if Al’s ponytail is short, it’s definitely Brotherhood!
2. Characters who appear in one series but not the other
This is something of a no-brainer, but it’s worth mentioning. Look at what characters are present in the image. Anyone who appears after the Dublith arc in the manga/Brotherhood would not be in 03. Conversely, characters such as Dante, Lujon, Archer, the Tringham brothers, and Leo don’t appear in Brotherhood.
3. The women
While this doesn’t necessarily apply to every screencap, women in 03 tend to have somewhat defined lips, while they don’t usually in Brotherhood (with the exception of Olivier, who wouldn’t be in 03 anyway). This is especially true of promotional art, as opposed to screencaps.
4. The chain
(Running in the shadooooows~)
On every Amestrian military uniform, there’s a rope chain on the right shoulder, which also attaches to the front of the breast. In 03, the bit connecting the chain to the front of the uniform is braided, while in Brotherhood, that portion is a single cord.
5. Colors + general vague feeling
Colors can sometimes be used to tell the difference, if the lighting is standard. Colors in Brotherhood are fairly muted, but not too dark, and generally stick to shades of red, blue, yellow, black, white, and brown. They might almost be described as pastel, at least compared to 03. While colors in 03 are usually more saturated than Brotherhood, they’re also a lot darker, and not nearly as coordinated in hue. Also, 03 characters in general tend to have something of a youthful look to them, compared to Brotherhood, and noses are usually longer and pointier than in Brotherhood.
6. Specific character differences
Certain characters have notably different looks between series. If these characters appear in a screencap, you can look to them for clues. Some examples:
Ed: His hair is darker and more orange in 03. He also wears the same outfit throughout most of it, while his alternate outfits from Brotherhood don’t appear. His face shape also pretty much stays the same in 03, while in Brotherhood he matures physically towards the end of the series.
Al: His human form in 03 has noticeably darker, more brown hair than Ed, whereas in Brotherhood there’s really very little difference between the two. Shamballa Al is also very distinct: Long hair in a ponytail, basically dresses like Ed. Post-Promised Day Brotherhood Al looks older than Shamballa Al, and has short hair.
Winry: Her “work outfit” in 03 had a pink bandana and light purple pants. In Brotherhood, the bandana is green, and her pants are tan.
Rose: Had dark skin and pink bangs in 03, while in Brotherhood, her skin is light and her bangs are more of an auburn color. She also appeared much more in 03.
Scar: 03 Scar looked way younger, and had no cheekbones. Brotherhood Scar has cheekbones and could crush 03 Scar’s teen vogue looking ass with his bare hands.
Bradley: Brotherhood Bradley has wrinkles on his forehead, and a very defined nose. 03 Bradley has a more empty face, and also usually a darker skin tone. Brotherhood Bradley also looks a lot more pissed off compared to 03 Bradley, most of the time.
Greed: In 03, Greed’s shield form is dark blue with red eyes. In Brotherhood, it’s grey with black eyes. His undershirt is also dark blue in 03, while it’s dark red in Brotherhood. Also, obviously, Greeling does not appear in 03.
Kimblee: Brotherhood Kimblee is a suave ass motherfucker with the best fashion sense in the entire series. 03 Kimblee has this absolutely terrible circa 1980s Rachel Summers-esque braid/buzz cut combo that makes me want to cry every time I look at it.
phil is just ,, so beautiful. he has sharp cheekbones that make him look as if he’s made of marble. his eyebrow arches in a way that you’d think he’s pondering a question. the bottom lip is round and sometimes his cheeks flush the same rosy colour. when he laughs he sometimes brings his hands to his face to hide the fact he’s sticking his tongue from his teeth and shining like a star. phil is art in human form.
Third 1k FOLLOWER FICLET FEST ficlet (FFFf) for @tolhinata! We’ve talked about glasses/beardy Kags a few times, and NOW tol fran will finally get the goofy lil fic she has been dreaming about ;) (As you can tell, I am somewhat arbitrarily naming these things, so if anyone comes up with something better, holla.) Enjoy!
They’ve done this a few times, now. Stayed up so late watching movies or recorded matches, or talking, or on the rare occasion studying, that Kageyama has to call his parents and tell them he’ll be staying over at the Hinata household for the night. Sometimes they grab the extra futon out of the closet, but sometimes like last night, after Hinata whines in that way he does when he’s half-asleep, Kageyama just grumbles and shoves him up against the wall in his twin-sized bed so he can fit his long, bulky limbs around Hinata’s more compact body and go to sleep.
It hasn’t happened in a while, though, so when Hinata wakes up on a Saturday morning, face smushed basically into the armpit of Kageyama’s t-shirt (drooling a bit), and blinks the sand from his eyes, his heart stops when he sees it.
Kageyama is awake, still sleep-messy with his hair standing on end in some places. He’s looking down at his phone scrolling through sports stats or something with his other arm around Hinata, but his sharp jaw is speckled with tiny, scratchy-looking hairs, up around his mouth and under his cheekbones. He has stubble.
“Do you shave now?!” Hinata squeaks, and then he sees that Kageyama is wearing glasses too. “And glasses—you wear—you have glasses too!”
Kageyama, who twitched violently when Hinata yelled in his face, drops his phone and glares at Hinata.
“What the fuck, Hinata,” he grumbles, pinching his fingers up under the thick frames of his glasses and jostling them a little on the bed when he nearly clocks Hinata in the head with his arm. “Do you only have one volume? Dumbass.”
“Well, are you trying to kill me?!” Hinata continues like he didn’t say anything.
“Shut up, I didn’t hit you that hard,” Kageyama says, patting Hinata’s head clumsily and taking a deep breath as he turns toward him.
“Kageyama!” Hinata slaps his chest and sits up. He wasn’t talking about Kageyama’s wayward limbs.
“Stop shouting—yes, I’ve been shaving for like, almost a year. And I told you about my glasses.”
“Nooo! You didn’t!”
“Yeah, I did, when we had detention for breaking into the gym and we had to—help those girls set up for the winter formal… and that one girl asked you out but you said you were grounded forever.”
Hinata narrows his eyes down at Kageyama.
Kageyama just waves his hand at him dismissively. “I told you my doctor said I needed to get my eyes checked.”
“Uhhh, you didn’t say you were getting glasses! You don’t wear them!”
“I wear contacts.”
Hinata’s mouth hangs open, simultaneously offended and amazed. He stares at Kageyama, who’s starting to redden under his scruff.
“Hinata,” Kageyama says, “what is wrong with you.”
Hinata shakes his head. “I’m waiting for my heart to restart.”
Kageyama rolls his eyes behind his square, thick framed glasses, with an orange accent along the bow resting along his ear. “You’re so stupid,” he grumbles, pressing his head back into the pillows. He’s so red now.
Hinata licks his lips. He has this sudden, niggling desire to lean over his best friend and…
He presses his mouth to Kageyama’s scratchy face, just off center of his parted lips, and purses them, squeezing his eyes shut.
Almost surprisingly, Kageyama’s breath stutters out of him, and then he’s kissing Hinata back.
Now, this part, it has only happened once, when they won nationals last year and Tanaka Saeko smuggled sake into Ryuu’s hotel room after the final game and Kageyama got drunk and really handsy. Hinata’s not sure if they had a silent agreement to never mention it or Kageyama is just too embarrassed to even bring up that entire day, despite the gold medal he has hanging above his bed at his house.
This morning, he is willing to keep kissing Hinata until they need to gasp for breath, even though their collective breath is a little morning-sour, even though Hinata’s lips are tingly and his cheeks burn a little from the roughness and he lets out little overwhelmed whines every now and then.
They break apart eventually, and Hinata blinks his eyes open synchronized with Kageyama below him. Kageyama huffs loudly, tugging his skewed glasses down his nose because they fogged up while they were kissing.
“Shut up, idiot,” Kageyama says when he sees Hinata smile, then cover it up with his cupped fingers. Hinata gets distracted along the way when he feels his sensitive skin, and grins harder.
“I didn’t say anything!”
“You were thinking it.”
“Was not,” Hinata argues.
Kageyama wipes his glasses on his t-shirt, and then taps them back up the bridge of his nose. Blinks up at him. Smiles a little.
“So was it the glasses or the stubble?” he asks, a little too sardonic for someone who’s just been kissed silly.
Hinata hits him with a pillow.
And then he kisses Kageyama again.
Anonymous asked : Bts reaction to there GF bite there ear playfully :) 💞
You spend the night out with the boys and you couldn’t be happier. It’s been too long since you spent an evening with them, and you laughed a lot during this dinner ! Now you’re heading to an arcade and have to take an elevator to get there. Obviously, the lift is far too small for the eight of you but nothing is impossible. You feel Jimin’ small hands resting on your shoulders as you & Namjoon are being pushed to the bottom of the elevator. You all laugh like idiots, even more when Hoseok yells when he’s pressed against Jin. You’re slightly behind Namjoon and you can rest your head against his shoulder. You look at him and feel a sudden burst of happiness. You get on tiptoe and nibble his earlobe. Namjoon slightly startles and turns his head towards you. When he sees your smirk, he snorts and passes his arm around your shoulders. Without looking at you, he whispers : « You’re in trouble. »
The large white paper between you is almost entirely filled with your strange doodles. Your fingers are stained with vivid colors. You both are lying on your stomachs, drawing on the floor, and you take a few seconds to look at Tae. You notice that he has a blue stain on his cheekbone and you get up to get a tissue to get rid of it. When you come back, you sit on his butt and lean forward to gently brush his cheek. Tae doesn’t move, too focused on the eye he’s drawing. When you’re done, you lean over his shoulder to watch him draw large eyelashes that join the little colored stars you drew previously. You slowly lean toward his neck and bite his ear. He giggles stupidly but remains focused on his drawing. You smile and continue to bite him gently, pulling his ear between your teeth to make him react. Tae giggles again and rolls you over to get above you and starts biting you everywhere, making you laugh out loud.
You find your boyfriend in the living room, sitting on the couch while scrolling his twitter feed. You silently sneak behind him and pass your arms over his broad shoulders. Jin starts to smile and rests his head against yours. You smile and, as you tighten your embrace, comes to kiss his temple, then his cheek, his neck… Jin closes his eyes every time your lips touch his skin. He’s just adorable. You laugh softly and bite his earlobe. A slightly satisfied grunt comes out of Jin’s mouth as he swings his phone to the other side of the couch. You burst out laughing when Jin catches you and knocks you down on the sofa so you’re in his arms, sitting on his lap. He puts a lock of your hair behind your ear, looks at you for a few moments with the sweetest look, and finally kisses your lips.
You pull Hobi against you while you’re taking pictures in front of the big mirror. Hoseok lets out a cute little laugh and passes his arm around your waist, smiling as you give him your phone before you slip your hand on his chest. You take some cute photos until Hobi kisses you. It’s just a peck, but he puts his lips so gently on yours, so soft and teasingly, and his look is so naughty… You bite your lips, watching him slide his hand in his hair while looking at his reflexion in the mirror. You smile and bite his earlobe, your other hand gripping his shirt. He turns his eyes towards you and starts to chuckle, eyes full of lust. His hand goes down on your ass as he firmly pulls your body against his, his mouth already on your neck to kiss it.
When you both get out of the restaurant, you decide to enjoy the fresh autumn air for a few minutes before heading back to the car. Leaning against the railing of the paved street, you are comfortably huddled in Yoongi’s arms, your head in the crook of his neck. It’s not cold but you always need to be as close as possible. Yoongi doesn’t really like PDA but it’s late and the street is almost deserted. You take advantage of it and gently kiss his neck, nibbling his earlobe while smiling playfully. Yoongi gently giggles, his eyes scrutinizing the surroundings to make sure nobody’s watching. As his hands slips in your jacket to grab your butt, making you sigh against his neck, Yoongi whispers « Let’s go home, Jagi. »
Comfortably snuggled in Jimin’s arms, you begin to lose interest in the movie you’re watching. You lightly raise your head, still leaning against his shoulder, and look at the angel you call your boyfriend. He really looks like he’s into the movie, his gorgeous mouth slightly opened. You smile and put your lips on his earlobe. Jimin smiles. You slightly nibble it. Jimin starts to chuckle, whispering « stop » in a breath, his eyes still on the tv screen. Your smile widens as you’re getting turned on by this little game. Your tongue slips along his ear, making Jimin giggles as his hand clenches on your knee. He turns toward you, laughing like a little boy and hugs you really tight, his head sinking into your neck, unable to concentrate on anything else than you.
Your little stroll through the Seoul’ streets leads you to a large library that has a vast selection of comics. Obviously, you both rush into the bookstore. You first stay together but the more you wander in the immense rays, the less you pay attention to where your steps leads you. After a moment, you see Jungkook from behind and decides to scare him a little. The bookstore is silent, so you try to get close without making a noise. When you’re behind him, you gently bite his ear, causing him to violently jump. You don’t waste any time and run away, hiding in the shelves, not giving him time to see where you’re going. From your secret hiding place, you can see his stupid head : he looks everywhere, a silly smile on his face. You can’t help but laugh, which reveals your position. Jungkook sees you and rushes to you. While he catches you and holds you tight against him to bite your neck, you hear the librarian’s voice : « YOU CAN’T RUN IN HERE ! ». You both quietly giggle, Jungkook still holding you tight, his hot breath against your neck.
Au where ransom is a falconer, tentatively making this part of the bakery au
“You’ve always insisted that the Falconers were the best looking team in the NHL, haven’t you, Tater?” Casey asked, camera and microphone to Taters face. “If I ask who the most handsome guy on the team is can I trust you not to point to yourself?”
Its a puff piece, just something cute to put up on Falcs tv. Tater laughs and places a hand on Casey’s head; she doesnt mind it and he likes messing up her silky locks.
“Of course Im most handsome!”
“Well you know, today TMZ released a list of 20 most beautiful hockey players and can you guess who was number 3?”
“Me?” Tater asked, laughing.
“Better luck next time, it was Jack!”
Tater raised an eyebrow. “Jack? Who else is on list?”
“No one on the team, Im afraid.”
Tater looked into the camera seriously. “What meaning is this? How come list so wrong? HEY ZIMMBONI COME OVER HERE. Actually lets go to Zimmboni, he still in Nate’s office.”
Tater led the crew down to the nutritionists office, where Jack was taking notes.
“Hey Zimmboni, you know you number three most beautiful hockey player?”
Jack looked at the camera. “Uh. Thanks for voting for me.”
“No!” Tater stated. “You pretty handsome but you know who is most handsome?”
“You?” Jack guessed.
“Ransom most handsome, why everyone sleeping with him?” Tater said. (“Sleeping on him,” jack corrected).
“Who’s sleeping with me again?” Ransom walked by at the moment, and found himself pulled into a side arm hug by Tater.
“Look at this man!” Tater boomed. “Has super cheekbones and super lips! Most handsome man! And he super smart too!”
Ransom blushed, caught between Tater, Jack, and the camera crew.
“Haha, can’t fight against that Zimmerass though, am I right?” He said.
Casey giggled. “I think Jack has that covered.”
Tater shook his head. “We not talk about ass, why you two so crass about this? I talk about face, look at Ransom being beautiful!”
Ransom blushed. “Well I can’t say I’m ugly, I’m alright.”
“Who make top twenty beautiful list in TMZ?” Tater asked. “Why they not include Justin Oluransi? He can be movie star!”
“Haha, thanks Tater,” Ransom said, staring at Tater in adoration. It wasn’t caught on camera, as the crew was focused on Jack’s amused reaction.
The interview went on, and Jack was left alone to take notes while Ransom left to head to his conditioning session.
He smiled and a pep entered his steps as he remembered the way Tater slung his arm around his shoulder and declared him the most gorgeous man on earth, and definitely in the NHL.
One of John’s quickfire girlfriends in A Scandal in Belgravia, when he’s been dating lightly over his murderous jealousy over Irene, is named Janet. Janet is one of the many peoplewho thinks John’s in love with Sherlock (and rightly so), and breaks up with him over it. Janet, if you look closely, is wearing a purple dress shirt, has high cheekbones and curly hair, and flips up her overcoat collar as she leaves.Sound familiar?
So I got a few requests for more Percy headcanons so I figured why not give a super extensive list of how I imagine him.
He was definitely the type of kid that transitions from cute-but-sorta-awkward-malnourished-looking-scrawny-duckling to holy-shit-when-did-this-happen-you-have-the-looks-of-a-roman-god
He actually has hella good bone structure. High cheekbones, straight nose, nice jaw line, very angular. He gets that from Sally but where Sally had a softness to her bone structure, he gets Poseidon regal sharpness.
His features are very roguish as well (Something that gets worse and worse as he grows.) There has also always been something distinctly untrustworthy about him at first glance - part of it is from his crooked trouble maker smile and the slight mischievous glint to his eye, the other part is from the brooding stare and snarky tone of voice he has the other 80 percent of the time.
A few kids when he first came to camp thought he might have been a son of hermes for these very reasons.
He has an awful case of resting bitch face - to the very point that he looks unapproachable and highly intimidating. He inherits Poseidon’s natural brood and sharpness which mixes with Sally’s hella fine bone structure to give a perfect blended look of unsociable, uncommunicative, detachment. It’s not as bad when he’s young but as he gets older and all of his features sharpen and mature, does the intimidation factor grow.
His hair is so so nice. It’s as black as night and extremely thick. It’s parted messily on his left and is tousled and disheveled in that windswept way that makes you just want to run your hands through it.
He has a natural creamy tan tone to his skin as if he’s always just got back from the beach or spends most of his days out in the sun.
He literally looks the part of the stereotypical bad boy - ripped up clothing, tousled black hair, wicked smirk, brooding resting face, haughty facial features, scars, hot - not to imply I think he acts or is characterized that way, not at all, but as far as looks go he embodies that stereotype.
His eyebrows are amazing - arched in just the right way and very defined. It’s hard to tell if you’re not up close but there is a thin scar running along the edge of his right eyebrow. The skin there split when Gabe had punched him a bit too hard when he was younger and never healed properly.
Speaking of Gabe, there are more assortments of permanent reminders that Percy got from him. There are glossy polka dot scars that litter his forearms - a result of a burning cigarette being pressed into the flesh. Then there is a scar on his right shoulder blade where Gabe had ‘accidentally’ knocked him into the stone counters and the corner dug into his back.
His body type is lean and tall. He’s not bulky or bulging with muscles but is defined and toned in that perfect lithe swimmer body way.
He walks very lightly on his feet - this comes from many things, originating from sneaking past Gabe around the apartment so he wouldn’t be noticed. Then from the assortment of boarding schools when he was outside of his dorm passed curfew. Then from sneaking around camp(whether it be for quests or with Annabeth if you get what I mean) Then finally from sneaking passed monsters.
He stays at a pretty average height for most of pjo, always seeming to be an inch or two below Annabeth until the Battle of the Labyrinth and he is exactly parallel to her. In the Last Olympian he finally gains a good few inches on her but SoN and MoA are the beginning of all the major growth spurts (did you see the way he inhaled all that food in hoo, that boy is totally growing.) He actually ends up being pretty tall (6′2′’)
I wanted to talk about his smiles but I already made a post about that so here are my head canons on that for anyone who’s interested (X)
He had braces right after the end of the sea of monsters right up until the beginning of the battle of the labyrinth. (They were blue of course.)
His accent isn’t too strong but isn’t subtle either. Being born and raised in New York will definitely alter your way of speech and his accent becomes stronger when he’s really angry or excited.
His posture definitely isn’t perfect - he slouches in what appears to be a “I don’t care” type of way which adds to the appeal of the “trouble-maker” appearance and makes him seem a bit shorter than he really is. This posture originates from him trying not to grab the attentions of other.
Percy’s definitely a late bloomer. He’s always been on the awkward/cute side of things, but it’s not until fourteen that things really start to pick up and he is pretty decent looking. Nearing seventeen he is solidly into the ‘hot’ category but at nineteen is when things really really come together. Some of his features that had been awkward in his youth are now some of his best. His face has matured, the angles of his cheeks and jaw are sharper, his shoulders have gotten broader, and he’s reaching that final height.
It’s not meant to be a secret, because it’s not meant to be anything. They find each other as the sun is rising, one morning when they both have time off. Angela looks tired, like a week’s worth of sleep would be too short, but her eyes are wide open, watery and blue in the gray-white light that streams in through the common room window. Fareeha is, and has been, leaning against one of the windows, one leg slung over the extended sill, half-sitting, half-perching, her arms crossed and her eyes on the horizon.
“Why is it always you?” Angela says, and Fareeha has to smile. The dimple in her left cheek shows. Angela stares at it, at Fareeha’s profile, cradled softly by the imminent dawn. She has a strong jaw, high cheekbones, soft-looking wet lips, long eyelashes.
It’s a day like no other; you’re just chilling in Care of Magical Creatures when all of a sudden you see Hufflepuff!Seungkwan running full force at you from across the grounds.
And you’re like 1.) Is something chasing you that I should be concerned about, and 2.) Shouldn’t you have already been here?? You’re in this class??
Seungkwan explains (once he reaches you, winded af) and is like, “one of the librarians wanted a student to make a replica out of books in the library, to celebrate the anniversary of Hogwarts, so I said I would do it”
You’re thinking, “this explains literally nothing. I don’t understand how that connects to you flailing at 60 mph directly towards me”
Seungkwan just keeps going though, saying “I had to run all the way here because I lost track of time working on the replica! I don’t know why I said I’d do it, I didn’t realize how clumsy I am, l mean I keep knocking books over and it’s a mess and I’m a mess. And the librarian only gave me a week! I really need your help”
You’re agree immediately because it’s creative and sounds like fun, and you’ll be working on it together so that’ll make it even more enjoyable. Also- who wouldn’t want to hang out with Boo Seungkwan??
After your classes for that day and after dinner, you and Seungkwan meet in the library and it’s like 9 pm but y'all are determined af to make this the coolest book sculpture ever.
You: “Seungkwan, what shape do you want it in?? Like what is the sculpture supposed to be”
Seungkwan: “it’s supposed to be a replica of Hogwarts”
You: “it’s just… a pile of books so far…”
Seungkwan: “I toLd yOu I neeDeD hELp”
First, you go and find a picture of Hogwarts because Seungkwan did not think to get a reference photo, his plan was to ‘wing it as I do literally everything else’
Next, you and Seungkwan get to work, and a few hours later, you have something that resembles the base of Hogwarts.
You two agree that it’s too late at night to work on this any more, and that you’ll meet up the next few nights to finish the Hogwarts book replica thing.
The next day goes on normally, until you meet Seungkwan back at the library that night. You walk in and hear a piercing shriek that you just know has to be Seungkwan.
You rush in and are like “Seungkwan are you okay!?”, but he’s just standing there in front of your incomplete replica, completely unharmed.
Seungkwan: “Y/N, someone took a book”
You: “of course they took a book, this is a library”
Seungkwan: “no no, they took it from the middle of the freaking base of the replica”
You: “Well… Someone probably needed that particular book for a class”
After you calm down Seungkwan’s overly dramatic outrage, you make your way to go find a book that will fit in that particular gap. It takes you almost 20 minutes of trial and error, having to find the perfect sized book to fit in that section, but you eventually find one and slide it in, completing the base of the sculpture again.
As the two of you keep working on the sculpture, by the end of this night, you’ve managed to get some of the walls of book-Hogwarts built up.
The both of you keep coming back after dinner every night to get this replica finished.
And every single night you come back, a book or two are missing. In the most inconvenient spots, too, like who the hell would be able to reach these?? You and Seungkwan backtrack at least an hour every night trying to find a replacement book that’s the correct width, length, and depth that could fit in those particular spots, and then having to place the book in the gap without knocking the entire replica over.
Basically, it sucks and you guys still don’t know who the heck is doing it.
Seungkwan is getting increasingly frustrated with the “Book Snatcher”, as he likes the call the culprit, and you’re getting more and more tired of having to go back and put so much effort into fixing the holes being created.
Five days into this project, you and Seungkwan conclude that trying the replace the handful of books that go missing every day is taking up too much time, seeing as you only have two days left to finish the replica.
You’re like “Boo, don’t worry, I’ve got this”, and you go into the library at like six in the morning the next day, which happens to be a Saturday (which means no classes, turn up), planning to stay all day and catch the culprit.
You’re sitting at a table far away enough from the replica to not be suspicious, but still be able to clearly see anything that happens near it. The only fault in your plan is you didn’t anticipate how boring it is to just. s i t t h e r e. And have to pay attention to what’s directly in front of you, for hours and hours.
Basically, you fell asleep in your seat, with your face pressed against the table you were sitting at.
Someone shoves you awake some time later and you’re thinking “Where am I?? What year is it?? W h a t t h e h e c k”
You jolt up to see a very concerned Seungkwan, who first asks if you’re okay, then if you realize how big a mark you have on your forehead, and lastly, if you found the culprit.
You: “Ahah funny story, really…”
Seungkwan: “You’ve been asleep this whole time, haven’t you”
You: “I’m sorry” T-T
Seungkwan is like “alright let’s just both go tomorrow, and hopefully at least one of us will stay awake”
So that’s exactly what the both of you do the next morning. You’re dressed normally, and even brought a few books over to the table you’re at, so you blend in well. Seungkwan is another story.
Seungkwan struts into the library with sunglasses on, and three family sized bags of Doritos in his arms. He gracefully slides into the seat next to you, handing you a bag of chips.
You’re like “Seungkwan wtf is all this for”
He explains his logic to you, which is that if he wears sunglasses, no one will know he’s staring at them (he’s gotta keep an eye out for the book snatcher), and that if you two are going to be in the library all day, you need to have snacks.
You decide it’s not worth it to try and explain to Seungkwan that he’s drawing more attention to himself by wearing sunglasses indoors.
So you’re like “Seungkwan there’s no food permitted in the library, at least stash the chips in my bag”, to which he gratefully complies, not wanting his chips to be confiscated my one of the meaner librarians.
This ‘steakout’ (if you can even call it that), is basically the two of you just playing cards, chatting, and not really remembering why the two of you were there in the first place.
That is until you happen to glance over to the replica, and see a tall Ravenclaw boy standing right in front of it, his body facing the replica, back to you.
You give him the benefit of the doubt, thinking that he might just be admiring the almost-complete replica.
That is until you see his slender fingers wrap around one of the books making up the walls of your sculpture
You nudge Seungkwan and point frantically at the boy, which apparently was bad idea because Seungkwan jolts up so fast, he knocks over his chair, and screams (in this otherwise dead silent library), “HEY, YOU BOOK SNATCHER!”
This seemed to startle the Ravenclaw boy (but let’s be real, who the fuck wouldn’t that startle), who hadn’t completely removed the book from the replica. With the book only halfway out, the Ravenclaw boy flinched so hard at Seungkwan’s battle cry, that the whole replica went tumbling down.
The boy immediately dropped the book, and his hands flew to cover his mouth, obviously horrified that he just ruined someone’s hard work.
Seungkwan marched straight up to this kid, you following less aggressively behind him, and spun him around so hard you’d think he’d have gotten whiplash cough cough nct 127… sorry I’ll leave
Seungkwan: *pulls down sunglasses* “Oh. It’s just Wonwoo”
You step out from behind Seungkwan to get a better look at this Book Snatcher/Wonwoo, and to put it bluntly, you are s h o o k.
Like how the heck does someone manage to be that good looking?? His pretty face is one of the 7 wonders of the world. Like who the heck has cheekbones that sharp, they look like they could cut diamonds. (or the hearts of carats… honestly idk how you Wonwoo stans live when he’s that attractive like fr how are you not deceased)
But you snap out of it like “oh yeah he #wrecked our freaking replica and we only have one day left to finish it”
Before any of you can say anything, a librarian kicks the three of you out of the library for being “loud and disruptive to your peers”
After getting kicked out, Wonwoo is pouring out apologies to Seungkwan, who cuts him off and is like “You should apologize to Y/N, they’re the one who’s been working the hardest on this replica”
Wonwoo only then seems to notice that you’re even there, but when he does, it seems like his gorgeous eyes pierce right into your soul. He then starts pleading to you that he’s really sorry, and if there’s anything he can do to help.
Seungkwan butts in and is like “um heck yes you’re helping now, meet us tonight after dinner in the library so we can try and complete it by morning”
So after dinner, you make your way over to the library, which is only lit by a few scattered lights and candles, seeing as no one is usually in there around this time of night. You spot Wonwoo, who’s sitting criss-cross in front of what is now just a giant messy pile of books, smiling to himself while reading a book.
You silently go and sit down next to him and ask what he’s reading.
At first he’s like “holy hell” because he did nOT see you there, he was so into his book.
But then he goes on and explains what book he’s reading, and all the things he really likes about what the author has written, and basically goes on the cutest rant about why he really loves this book so far.
You don’t even realize you’re smiling so hard until he glances over to you and is like “why do you seem so happy??”
“Because you’re cute, that’s all”
If it weren’t so dark in the library, you would’ve seen his face turn bright pink so fast.
“But why were you taking books from the replica?”
Wonwoo looks away from you, like a kid getting in trouble with their parents, and he explains that some of the books you used were ones that he really wanted to read, and that he wasn’t trying to sabotage your replica or anything.
You heart just melts, because all this sweet boy wanted to do was read these books, he wasn’t being malicious at all.
Seungkwan suddenly barges in and is like “if Wonwoo isn’t here I stg I will-”, but then he sees the way that Wonwoo is lowkey blushing and looking at you, completely entranced, and Seungkwan kind of just backs out of the library and leaves. Because he also remembered how flustered you were when you met Wonwoo earlier and he was thinking… maybe they’re catching feelings ;D
Seungkwan, getting back to the Hufflepuff dorms: “I’m the worst project partner but the best match maker”
Soonyoung: “Yup, sounds about right to me”
Joshua: “What the heck have you done now”
Anyway, you start to get worried after Seungkwan doesn’t show up (neither of you actually noticed him briefly enter the library earlier), and it’s obvious, with you checking the door every couple of minutes to see if he’s there.
Wonwoo: “Maybe he forgot?”
You: “I guess so…. Either way, we need to get to work on this”
After about an hour straight of rebuilding this replica, Wonwoo can see that it’s stressing you out, so he tries to cheer you up in the way he knows best.
Wonwoo: “Hey, Y/N”
Wonwoo: “Two windmills are in a field. One asks the other ‘what kind of music do you like?’. The other windmill says “well, I’m a big metal fan”
With all of your heart, you did not expect this boy whose expression has been mostly a cold, deadpan stare, to be cracking stupid jokes. You laugh so hard you almost end up knocking down a wall yourself.
Meanwhile Wonwoo’s all smug, like “heck yes, this cute person thinks I’m funny. Mingyu never laughs at my jokes”
So you two repeat this pattern of you getting a little overwhelmed, Wonwoo noticing, and telling you dumb jokes to cheer you up.
Most of the time he ends up laughing at you laughing, and you notice that when he laughs, he scrunches his nose up and it’s just so adorable.
It’s dawn when the two of you finally finish the replica, and tbh it looks a lot better than the one you and Seungkwan made.
You both are about to part ways, go to breakfast, and then your classes, when Wonwoo timidly grabs your hand to keep you from leaving.
You look up to him and are like “Yes?? Are you okay?”
He’s looking at his feet and says quietly, “I… know that this was my fault, for taking books and knocking it over… but I had a lot of fun spending time with you. And I was just wondering if you ever maybe have free time, if you’d like to meet up with me and go to Hogsmeade together?”
You’re like “assdfjghkl yes, of course”, and pull him down a little, giving him a quick peck on the cheek, before bolting out of the library.
Wonwoo just stands there for a moment, completely frozen by shock, before he grins really wide, and makes his way out of the library and to the Ravenclaw table for breakfast.
Jeonghan: “Why do you look so happy this morning?”
Wonwoo: “Ahh, it’s nothing…”
DK: “That means it’s something. You haVe tO teLL uS”
Wonwoo: “plz let me liVE”
So in the end, even though pulling all-nighters usually are awful, when you’re with the right person, they can end up being worth it.
Okay idk who to ask im new here, when ppl say sheploo whomst are they talking about?
lmao yeah I was confused at first too so no problem 😂 mSheppies beautiful and magnificent default face is based on the beautiful model Mark Vanderloo and instead of saying “default male Shepard” people shortened it to Sheploo
a picture of Mark Vanderloo and default mShep aka Sheploo :D
Of you still have time. For the October challenge 12 and Chris (of courde I have to ask for a Chris story xD)
12. Write a plot about a character meeting a fae creature, but realizing they aren’t as pretty and delicate as the fairy tales made them believe.
“You’re back early,” Christophe notes as Victor sweeps into their suite, back from a practice he’d insisted was going to take some time. For a moment there’s uncharacteristic silence, the sort Victor doesn’t sink into unless he’s in one of his moods. Is he? When Chris glances back to check, it doesn’t look like it: behind him, Victor’s rattling around in the fridge, more restless than despondent.
“Yeah. It just …” Victor trails off, uncertain, and Christophe counts to ten inside his head. He makes it to the number six. “It felt like I was being watched, you know?”
It’s a strange thing to say for a dance major, but they’re not exactly at the world’s most ordinary university. On the one hand, in Victor’s chosen career, people will be watching him all the time. On the other, Christophe’s been watching him narrowly evade one supernatural encounter after another ever since they met, freshman year. Everyone knows about Barkley, goes the saying among people who are like Chris: it’s a bohemian kind of institution, very artsy, in Savannah. It’s also the only place he knows of in the country where there’s tacit acceptance of students who maybe aren’t quite human, and this is why their mutual friends consist of a werewolf, several witches, one harpy, and, in Christophe’s case specifically, a part-lilin, incubus being such a misconstrued word these days. My mother’s a very misunderstood woman, Christophe jokes. His mother is a professional dominatrix. This is his life.
In any case, Victor is none of those things. He certainly has the looks for it: high, fine cheekbones; wonderfully bright eyes, and gorgeous, sweeping silver hair. Except Christophe’s tested him more than once. There is absolutely nothing magical about Victor Nikiforov, aside from his dancing, and perhaps his ability to accept with wonder the community of oddballs who have sprung up around him, be it his tolerance for Georgi’s monthly moon-induced moodswings or the sort of mischief Mila Babicheva gets up to. Which isn’t to say there haven’t been some close scrapes: Victor’s beautiful and beauty tends to attract attention in the kind of community they’re in. Victor doesn’t need to know how many attempts there have been to harvest that sort of thing from him: the inspiration of it, or the elegance he carries. He just needs to know that Christophe occasionally inserts himself into the process with a flash of red eyes and subtle fang, perhaps the most useful part of the other side of his lineage. This one is under the protection of the lilin, he’s lied, at least a dozen times. In truth, Chris hasn’t really taken those kinds of steps.
Still: there’s something about Victor which seems to make everyone want to claim him. Chris would be lying if he didn’t include himself in that list.
“Weird,” Chris hums, pretending not to think about it primarily because he doesn’t want Victor thinking about it. Being strictly human, he doesn’t have the same right to navigate throughout magical communities, and Christophe usually tries to not incite his curiosity, which can sometimes be a terrible, potent thing. “Probably just an old ghost passing through the studio,” he says instead, and he makes a note to get Victor drunk enough that he goes to sleep early so that Chris can trudge down to the Performing Arts building and tell yet another creature the boundaries he’s imposing around Victor’s person.
“It was …” Victor’s not letting this go, so Chris gets up and goes to the kitchen under pretense of making dinner. “Not necessarily unpleasant,” he says, and Chris, who’s more naturally in tune with people’s motivations and drives primarily because something lives under his skin that hums feast, hears: intimate.
Victoire is built like a model, tall, thin, and gorgeous. From both of her parents she inherited killer bone structure. Vic isn’t as shy about her veela magic, and her platinum hair often has an unnatural glow about it, especially when she’s happy. Literal hair goddess, started out as a redhead but always hated the carrot hue against her skin, so she figured out beauty potions in her very first year at school and that was that. Blue eyes like her parents, not a single freckle, and skin that tans quite easily. Would probably rather die than get a tattoo. Vic can control her veela magic quite well, and has learned to use simple facial expressions to take control of a room.
Dominique appears a lot like her sister, only with a more unique and interesting beauty about her, as well as alternating hair colors. Nobody is sure if she started out as a blonde or a redhead, since she was born like a chameleon. Did come into the world with a face full of freckles, but learned how to use her metamorphagus abilities to hide them after Aiden Dolohov started calling her Spot in second year. Dom has Fleur’s dark blue eyes. While tall and thin, she is a little more athletic than her sister. Resting Bitch Face. Thinks tattoos are the coolest but is secretly terrified of that sort of commitment, but does have three piercings in each ear. She also has killer eyebrows and legs for days (when she was young she looked a lot like a baby deer.)
Louis was never lanky and never looked awkward with his long limbs. He’s always tan, as if he just stepped off the beach, and keeps his light blonde hair short. Annoyingly perfect body, broad shoulders, beater’s build. Louis has his dad’s grin, charming and maybe a little mischievous. Devilishly handsome. He looks a lot like Victoire, jaw and cheekbones perfectly placed. Sometimes he’s too lazy to shave so there’s usually a line of stubble on his jaw. Often shows up every school year with wind burns from spending the summer surfing.
James is built like a beater, tall and sturdy, with strong shoulders and arms. Although his hair is a few shades lighter than his father’s, and even glints red in the sun, it is quite as messy as Harry’s. James has curls that drive the girls mad. After seventh year, James grew it out more, and often wore it in either a bun or pushed back with a headband, both styles he pulled off quite well. James’ smile is as charming as his personality. Two small hoops in his left ear and a few small tattoos, all of which drive Harry and Ginny mad, particularly the latter. Possible beach bum? Cleans up like nobody’s business. Pale blue eyes like his mother and sister, can pull off facial hair like nobody’s business, and often stops shaving when he spends a week or two at home.
Albus is built more like a seeker, two inches taller than his older brother and lithe, muscular but thin. Like his brother, he’s extremely good looking. His dark waves are more windswept than crazy. He has razor sharp cheekbones and a jaw to match. Always clean shaven and smells pretty great. Strikingly handsome. Sun kissed skin and light freckles across the bridge of his nose. “Golden boy.” Has his father’s eyes, as green as grass, as everyone always tells him, and a possible case of Resting Bitch Face (but so does Dominique so it’s okay.) Super intense gaze. Has two tattoos (one on his forearm and a Montrose Magpie on his shoulder, as is customary for team members) that his mother will not know about until he moves out. Also has perfect skin and several scars.
Lily is five-nine, three inches taller than her mother, and just barely thicker than a model. She always keep her flaming locks long and straight and would probably rather die than chop it all off. Actually looks quite a bit like Albus, despite the pair having different hair and eye colors. Seriously, her hair is everything. Lily has an annoyingly photogenic face, much like her siblings, and has completely mastered the sly smile. Has a scar on her left brow bone and nobody quite remembers what it’s from.
Molly is average height, but quite pretty. She has really big eyes, blue, like her father’s, and typical red hair that she prefers to keep cut at her shoulders. Can actually pull off bangs. Molly has freckles across the bridge of her nose and has to wear glasses, but often substitutes them with charms and potions. Actually has a great figure, even if oxford shirts and cardigans don’t always accentuate it. Isn’t that athletic, which is good since she’s shorter than everyone else. Has an abundance of silly faces that can always make Percy laugh yet retains a smart look about her.
Lucy is the shortest of the bunch, coming in at a solid five-three. She also has the best body, even if her legs are a little shorter. Can make messy hair look cute or sexy (but always good) depending on her mood. Has big eyes like her sister, but they’re an interesting mix of blue and green that look especially bright against her brown hair. Always has long hair, like Lily, only hers is somewhere between wavy and curly, much like James’. Heart shaped lips. Has a cartilage ear piercing that threw Percy for a serious loop.
Rose is a mere inch taller than Lucy, and has wavy orange hair that reaches about mid chest, though it’s often messily tied back so that it’ll stay out of her eyes. Rose’s face and arms are covered in freckles, and looks a lot like her mother, which prompts endless comparisons between the two. She’s pretty and petite, with bright hazel eyes and a face that doesn’t need much makeup to seem bright. Has a brilliant smile and a laugh that could brighten Azkaban. Doesn’t know many hairstyles so she really sticks to either leaving it down, wearing it in a ponytail, or braiding it messily.
Hugo looks a lot like his sister, only taller, with blue eyes and no freckles. Unlike his other ginger cousins, he’s actually capable of achieving somewhat tanned skin without turning as red as a tomato. Hugo began as a lanky little boy with knobby knees, a freckled face, and long arms, but eventually his complexion evened out and he grew into his bones, ending up with a sturdy build, much like the rest of his male cousins. Keeps his hair short, and it doesn’t require much maintenance to remain neat. Has a nose and lips much like his father.
Fred and Roxanne both inherited their mother’s incredible hair and darker skin, but their father’s features and green eyes, striking on the pair of them. Fred is a lot like Albus in that he’s a few inches taller than James and thin, though still muscular. His dimples give his mischievous grin a boyish innocence that always keeps him out of trouble. Sometimes, while bumming it with James during the summers, he grows his hair out a little bit, but not much. Also like Albus, he can’t stand facial hair. Definitely has matching tattoos with James. Roxy is Rose’s height, and has glossy hair that is always at its best. Wants a meaningful, mystical tattoo, but can never decide on the right quote.