You’ll know because he won’t mind that your texts are always a little too long and your laugh is always a little too loud and your eyes squint different shapes when you smile. You’ll know because he’ll ask you about your favorite bookstores and if you’re close with your siblings rather than whether or not you’re a virgin. You’ll know because he’ll tell you what he wants to name his kids and how much he wants to be a good dad. You’ll know because he says “I love you” using so many different words; “Are you okay?” “How’s your day going?” “I have a story that I’ve been dying to tell you.” You’ll know because you’ll want him to know every part of you, you’ll want to explore every crevice of your past with him, even the bad parts, because you want him to be able to love you for the scars on your inner thighs as well as the scars on your heart where others left cracks. You’ll know because one day you’ll wake up and realize that loving him has made you love yourself a little bit more.
—  When Did You Realize You Love Him?
The Star

Originally posted by k2so

Requested: Yes, by @klmpun

Pairings: Newt Scamander x Reader

Summary: Y/N is determined to surprise Newt with the Christmas tree when she gets home, but she is too short to reach the top of the tree.

Warnings: none

Word Count: 880

A/N: I somehow started to miss my little Hufflepuff angel after a few days without a fic for him, so have this short little drabble. I hope that you guys like it, it is one of my favorites that I have written recently. Feedback is the loveliest thing, so feel free to drop some in my ask box, or in the comments!

You were going to finish before Newt got home. He had been working so hard on his book that you hadn’t had time to decorate for Christmas whatsoever. Although he was trying to hide it, you could tell that he wasn’t feeling as festive as he usually was. He didn’t want to bake gingerbread cookies or look at the lights that various businesses had strung up for the festive season.

So, that night when you got home from work. You managed to wingardium leviosa a pine tree into the case, and a group of Bowtruckles helped you hang up the lights. After that, you were on your own. You made quick work of hanging up the ornaments, trying not to worry about the fact that Newt was going to be home at any moment.

The last of the ornaments were on the tree, a few presents were spread out underneath the tree. All that was left was to put the star on top, and in your rush, you somehow forgot that you were a wizard. You had run around the case for a solid five minutes trying to find a ladder. Thankfully, Newt had a spare one, and you grabbed the star and clambered to the top. Unfortunately, you managed to place the ladder a few inches too far away, and you were leaned precariously over the edge.

You thought that if you leaned just a few more inches to the side, you were going to finally get this damn star on the top of the tree, and then everything was going to be perfect when he got home. Just a few… more… inches

And then you were falling.

“Accio!” and then, you were in Newt’s strong arms, his kind eyes and his warms smile calming your racing heart.

“Hey there.” He laughed, raising his eyebrows.

“Hi,” you breathed, grateful that he had managed to catch you. he seemed to always be doing that. It may not have always been in such a literal way, but he was always picking you up when you were down.

“What were you thinking?” he laughed, setting you down and glancing around the room.

“I wanted to surprise you and decorate because you weren’t feeling Christmas-y and that isn’t something that I am okay with. So,” you took his hand and led him to the tree, “I decided to do something about it. But, I couldn’t reach the top of the tree, so I was trying to put the star on the top and of course you saw how that went.”

“Did you forget that you are a wizard?” he asked, quirking his head to the side.

“Excuse me?”

“You could have levitated the star to the top of the tree and have avoided an entire set of problems.”

“I guess that you make a good point, Mr. Scamander.” You said, pulling him closer to you by the lapels of his coat.

“And what would that be, Ms. Y/L/N?” he asked, smiling down at you devilishly.

“That I do get a bit flustered when I am around you.” you laughed, pulling him in for a kiss. The two of you stayed there, beside your decorated tree, completely consumed in each other.

Sometimes Newt got so wrapped up in his work that he did not stumble home until the wee hours of the morning. You could never blame the creatures, but you did wish that their sleeping schedule would lend itself more kindly to your own. Especially when Newt slipped into bed and shoved his frozen feet against you, with little thought to the yelp that you let out upon contact.

But, in moments like this, you were just grateful to have him, even if it was only for a short while before he inevitably ventured back out into the cold.

“I got you something.” You said, voice a bit breathless after pulling away from the kiss.

“It isn’t even Christmas yet, and you know that I have a tendency to leave things to the last minute.” He groaned. Even though you knew that he was upset that he didn’t have anything for you, but you knew that he also really wanted whatever it was that you got him.

“You can relax, because this isn’t even your Christmas present. I just know that you needed a new one and soon. Besides, there was some spare wrapping paper laying around, so I thought, why not?” you explained, handing him the package that you had spent more time than usual wrapping perfectly.

He peeled away the paper to find a new leather-bound journal, with an inscription on the inside of the cover. “To my magizoologist, let us have many adventures to fill this book. -Y/N” Newt read. His eyes remained on the journal for a moment, before meeting yours. You couldn’t remember a time that his eyes were so filled with love.

He immediately gathered you up in a nearly bone-crushing hug, the feeling of love almost overpowering as he nuzzled into your neck.

“Thank you darling,” he whispered, his breath tickling your neck.

“You are so incredibly welcome,” you whispered back, hoping that you would always feel this happy, and this loved. Something in the back of your mind promised you that you would.

Don’t text me and ask me “what’s up?” Call me. Call me and tell me to make up a cute story about the stars. Ask me what I love most about nature. Tell me to summarize my favorite book because you need something good to read. Talk to me about things you used to see in the world but are different than what they were when you were little. Just call me and talk to me, please. I’m so sick of texting you what I’m doing.
—  i want someone to talk to

Some extra notes on this comparison between The Spirit Morph Saga and His Dark Materials Series: the roles of Pantalaimon and Will seem to be sort of mixed together in Archimicarus, which is why I used references from both, yet Will also shares something with Lisa, because she seems to have lost an eye or got a patch at some point, whereas Will lost two fingers and spent a good portion of the 2nd book with a bandaged hand. Also, the 3rd book on TSMS mentions the Underworld, while in the 3rd book in HDM the Land of the Dead is crucial. I personally always found funny the part where Steven asks Connie what a familiar is, because I tried to introduce a friend to these books when I was 13 and her first question to me was “should I know what a dæmon is?”.

anonymous asked:

when my sister & i were little we used to get in trouble for staying up past our bed time reading... now whenever my dad shares that story he always says "I couldn't get mad at them! they were reading!"


Originally posted by hairsandfashion

Some of my favorite childhood memories include staying up late with the Harry Potter books! It was so relaxing to just be safe and warm, everyone asleep, and only my small book light on!

Then, to my sister’s horror(the one who shared a room with me), my dad gave me his old IBM laptop. Reading is silent. Typing is not!


Gif source:  Jefferson

Imagine being from the Land Without Magic and Jefferson finding out that the Mad Hatter was your favorite from the Alice in Wonderland books.

——— Request for anon ———

“I was a little starstruck when I first met you, you know,” you admit, months into having known Jefferson at this point.

He raises an amused brow, “What?”

“Well, Alice in Wonderland was one of my favorite books, and the Mad Hatter was my favorite character in the book,” continuing, you can’t help the blush that shadows your face as you confess this to him. It still hadn’t worn off— the strangeness of it all. Discovering fairy tales were real and then meeting Jefferson, the Mad Hatter himself, had practically had you thinking you’d gone crazy when you’d first arrived in Storybrooke.

“I was your favorite?” Jefferson laughs, pointing out, “Are you blushing?”

“No!” you huff out the lie, but he just lets out another chuckle.

“Is the Mad Hatter still your favorite?” he presses, a twinge of worry sparking across his otherwise amused smirk.

“The one from the book? Yes,” you grin as you watch his smirk quickly turn into a frown at your cryptic reply.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Don’t worry! The real thing’s even better, if that’s what you’re asking.”

Getting to know people is my favorite thing. Tell me about your childhood and your parents. Tell me what makes you tick and if you have a temper. Tell me the shows you love, the music that helps you heal, and the books that changed your life. Tell me your struggles, your mistakes, your past. Tell me if you talk in your sleep, your brother’s name, and family stories - because I want to know you. I want to know who you are when people aren’t around. I want to know the little things and the big things.

Getting to know you is my favorite part.

Probably my favorite misconception about twilight saga is this idea that E and B are like… all over each other/desperately in love right from the start. That they’re all like “ooh Edward, we are soulmate…. dont leave me…” “I’m… too dangerous.” 

When in reality they just….give each other shit…,, for like the entire first ¾ of the book???? And even after that they express love by CONSTANTLY teasing one another???? 

Like I don’t know how it came across that they’re this mushy cringe-worthy overdramatic couple when right from the start all they ever fuckin do is be little shits to each other and then have moments of actual affection. And if you ask me, that sounds like a pretty damn healthy relationship.

I’ll never forget the first time we bonded was when you wore that shirt of my favorite band and when you took my phone and put your number in and you laughed every time I made a joke and I’ll never forget your favorite number and how you had a shelf of your favorite books and the tiny drawer where you kept all my poems and letters and how you hated when the closet door was even a little bit opened and how you thought the 2nd song of an album was always the best and I’ll never forget when we watched a movie at your house instead of going to that party and how you always touched my lips and told me how perfect they were and how you bragged about me to your friends and I’ll never forget when we walked to your secret spot that you never showed anyone else and how you brought one letter of mine to read every time you left town for the weekend and when you told me you were falling in love with me and I’ll never forget when we walked to your house in the middle of the night and talked until 4am and how you used to be scared of oblivion and that you thought the point of life was having people like me and the time you begged for my forgiveness when I was mad at you and the time you stayed up for me when I was really upset and every time we fought you always took the blame and I’ll never forget when you told me you couldn’t imagine leaving me because you liked to make sure I was happy and how you asked me to stay with you and when you said you would take a bullet for me and the time you said you thought I deserved better and one day you told me we should split up and I’ll never forget that you said you weren’t coming back and that you didn’t feel obliged to make me happy anymore and when you gave me one last kiss and I’ll never forget how painful it was when you walked away

when people ask where my url is from

this is my favorite piece of writing about you because I poured my emotions out in five minutes


I remember when I first read the children’s version of this book. I was in preschool and our teacher would let us take home a book I can’t remember why but I do remember I was able to pick mine first and immediately I picked it. Mostly because I always loved princesses and believed I was one too. I was too young to really understand it but I loved it. It was my favorite I would make my mom read it to me every night over and over again.

I wish I knew what happened to it but as I grew older I forgot what it was even called. Fast forward several years later - I was older and in a very bad place in my life that I ended up in the hospital. I tried ending my life because I just wanted to be happy. When I was in the hospital I had to have someone stay in the room with me and rotate between people. Some we’re very boring , or mean. Not all we’re that way but one stuck out the most. Her name was Janice and she was the youngest out of every one of them. She treated me like a person not just a patient. I started eating again and drawing because she brought me a sketch pad and some colored pencils bc she knew how much I liked drawing but stopped for a long time. I can’t remember what day but we went to the room where the sick kids would color and play with play dough, the books and movies and stuff we’re there too. When I looked through the bookself oddly enough I found it. I had never read the real book and I was so excited to finally read it. I found out I was being transported to a different hospital in the middle of the night and I was going to be alone there. I was scared and sad because I was never going to be able to finish it. She wasn’t supposed to, but she let me keep it and brought me this sock monkey with a bow on it’s head too. Wasn’t supposed to give me that either. She also gave me her number to contact her when I did get out, unfortunately when I was at the other hospital I lost it.

I read the entire thing when I was gone. And again when I got out and was home for good. And now after years, I found it again at a thrift shop a couple days ago.

I don’t like to believe in things, but I believe that this book finds it way to be when I need it the most and no one can ever tell me that books are just paper and ink. It’s much more than that to me and if you don’t know what the book is about I suggest you look into it because it makes me want to believe in happy endings

Another reason Sebastian Stan has ruined me.

I was reading one of my favorite books like one of my top five favorite that I always go back to when I’m sad or just need something really good to read. It’s called Night Play by Sherrilyn Kenyon you see the hero, who’s name is Vane reminds me so much of Sebastian especially when he’s in Bucky mode. Now I can’t even read the book without thinking about Sebastian in that role. I’m ruined, not that I’m complaining mind you, its an awesome character and Seb would be amazing as him to. Just thought I’d share this little thought with my doves. Adding some prime examples of why I think Seb would make a fanatics Vane.  

Hi, I know you can’t read this letter anymore. But still, I’ll write everything that I feel right now. You know what? I missed you already. I miss receiving long and sweet messages from you because it makes my mornings better. I don’t appreciate coffee before, but when you introduced it to me, it became my favorite. I don’t like books and I hate reading, but you still send a book as a gift to me. You said it was special to you and I should read it. I hated you for doing that because it made me fell in love with the book.
I’m not even an adventurer and I’d rather stay at home, but when you invited me to go with you, it changed my life. I saw the things that this world has to offer. I appreciate every little thing around me since then.
Before you were just an ordinary person in my eyes and I didn’t expect that you’ll make the greatest impact. I woke up one day and I felt something strange inside. I thought it was just an idea, but I was wrong, I fell in love with you and your details. It took me a long time to realize how you mean to me.
And as I write this letter, I feel regret and blue. Because I didn’t have the chance to say goodbye and I love you. Since you’ve been gone, I felt I lost everything. My mornings have become lame, I’m not getting excited whenever I take a coffee. I became lazy to move around. I felt the words in your favorite book was torn and far apart.
I know, we’re all leaving, but I hate how you left me.
—  E.J. Cenita

jfkd19800  asked:

I had difficulties reading in English until 4th or 5th grade(I went to a French immersion school). I loved stories so I grew up on audiobooks. One summer my parents grounded me for a week & it was my favorite week of the summer. I ended up reading & listening to audiobooks & drawing for the entire week. I think that's when I realized that I preferred alone time to constantly bring around friends. Since I grew up on audiobooks I still hear certain characters' voices when I read the books.

This is such a relaxing story to me! One of my favorite memories  is from when I was around 11 or 12 (so a little older than you were). I had the same realization that not only was I okay alone, but I enjoyed being alone without stress or pressure! (Of course, growing up in a house with four siblings meant that I seldom got alone time)

And that’s so cool that you get the voices still! I had to reteach myself because school readings always just seemed so monotone to me :)

anonymous asked:

I finally told my boyfriend of two years that I'm a little, I was so nervous, and when I saw him yesterday he surprised me by having a pillow/blanket fort with fairy lights waiting for me in his apartment, complete with coloring books, and Tangled (my favorite) ready to watch. Once we were watching it he surprised me with the Tangled crown from the Disney store! Your the first blog I followed and I just am so happy I had to tell someone!!!

Omg!!!! That’s so awesome!!! I’m so happy for you. It’s always really really cool when things like that work out. I’m glad he was so good about it. I wish you the best! I hope you continue to enjoy my blog. ❤❤❤❤

Originally posted by blue-tardis-y

This is for the Get-Well-Soon Message for Tanaka-sensei fandom project!!

I drew a The Little Prince parody for Servamp (It’s my favorite book and my favorite manga, rolled into one)!

I’ve always loved The Little Prince since I first read it in sixth grade, so I was VERY happy when I learned that this was one of the themes for Mahiru.

  • The Little Prince - Mahiru
  • Aviator - Shuhei
  • Fox - Kuro = cat/lion
  • Rose - Sakuya = Sakura bonsai lol
  • Snake - Jeje. I wanted to put in Mikuni because it fits his character better, but it might cause confusion for Tanaka-sensei (can’t explain because of the char. limit in the message lol), so I went with Jeje.

I immensely enjoyed drawing and coloring this. Those who have read the book will know all the things included in the image. To those who haven’t, GO READ THE BOOK IT’S AMAZING IT’S BEEN MY NUMBER ONE FOR 9 YEARS ALREADY

I believe that Tanaka-sensei WILL get well!! Let’s all wait for her patiently, guys!

P.S. Did you see me mess up Shuhei’s legs likewhatdidIjustdo but it’s irrepairable now so lol

anonymous asked:

Now that I've heard ur Zane headcanons I want to hear ur Kai headcanons if that's okay.

Ofc it’s okay!!

When Kai was still a blacksmith he and Nya actually had multiple jobs in order to make enough money for a living. They worked at takeout places, convenience stores, etc.

He likes rlly spicy dresses and makeup (especially eyeliner).

He’s Thai and has a light Thai accent.

He hasn’t picked up a book in years.

He has, like, 20 different social medias but only uses one of them lmao.

He’s the kind of guy who becomes overly obsessed w smthn in under 0.6 seconds.

He wanted to be a firefighter when he was little (I love my irony y’know).

He gets jealous easily (ya’ll knew that) and will try to outshine everybody bc of it.

Nya can pick him up, even if he’s older.

His favorite animal is never the same for a whole day.

My ASOUE experience! + a little Malina Weissman doodle as Violet <3

Favorite book in the series: I can’t pick up just one, I really love the plot between The Austere Academy and The Slippery Slope. Probably one of my favourite books is The Hostile Hospital, because it was a total plot twist with the Baudelaires on the run… that book really surprised me, and I remember being so shocked and excited when I first read The Snicket File.

When did you read them for the first time: 12 years old, but I wans’t able to finish reading it until I was 16, because I’m from Spain and they stopped translating the books here. The Hostile Hospital was the last one ever released on spainsh, so when I was 16 I ordered The Complete Wreck and was able to finish it.

Favorite character: Violet Baudelaire.

Kit/Dewey or Kit/Olaf: I’m not a big fan of any of these ships. I mean, I love Kit and I think I’m a bigger fan of the relationship she and Lemony have as brothers than her romantic relationships with Dewey or Olaf. Even though I like to know that Olaf had a heart.

Favorite Quagmire: Isadora Quagmire.

Favorite Baudelaire: My favorite character overall as I said is Violet but I don’t have a favorite Baudelare. All three of them are perfect! Violet is a badass, Klaus is so sassy, and Sunny is hilarious! I love them three as a whole! <3

Favorite Snicket: Lemony.

Did you see the 2004 movie in theaters: Yes, twice! It was my first contact with the Snicket world, and I fell in love with it! So I spent two weeks asking my mother to take me to the cinema again until she finally agreed to take me again! I was so happy!!!

Thoughts about the movie: I think it was a really good movie, I love the aesthetic, and Liam Aiken was my first huge real crush. PROS: the costume design, the enviroment design, that masterpiece of a soundtrack, Emily Browning, Meryl Streep as Aunt Josephine. CONS: Jim Carrey playing Jim Carrey dressed as Count Olaf, like even before reading the books I disliked it, the inaccuracies in all the small and big details, like Klaus glasses, Poe’s cough, how they wrote Violet’s character… she is just so much better in the books.

I was a good movie, but not the best representation of the books.

Favorite quote: There are so many but this one always made me brave to do anything:  “Are you ready?“ Klaus asked finally.
"No,” Sunny answered.
“Me neither,” Violet said, “but if we wait until we’re ready we’ll be waiting for the rest of our lives, Let’s go.”

Have you ever met Daniel Handler:  Nope T___T He rebloged the illustrations I made for “ATWQ: Who Could That Be At This Hour?” though.

Thoughts about ATWQ: I absolutely love them! The characters, the mistery! I really enjoyed them.

Favorite ATWQ character: I love the girls of this books. Moxie, Ellington Feint, Cleo

Favorite moment in ASOUE: As I said before, all concerning the Snicket File, that moment meant so much to me when I first read it! I was so hyped!!

Would you ever get an eye tattoo: I already have one! I got it last year! It was my fisrt tattoo ever and it had to be the V.F.D insignia ^__^

Fire-fighter or Fire-starter: Fire-fighter.

Least favorite character: Probably almost every adult on the book starting with Poe.

Did the Quagmires survive: Probably, but as there is no proof, I choose to believe they are some how alive.

In your opinion, what is the great unknown: The Bombinating Beast for sure, but I don’t know excatly what it is, some kind of mythological beast…

Did you like the way the series ended: It was a bittersweet end, It was good but I wanted to know more!

What question do you most want answered by Handler: The sugar bowl.

What are you most excited for about the Netflix series: Everything! finally a show accurate to the books. Knowing that Daniel aka Lemony is the script writer and the producer makes me so HAPPY! it is going to be amazing!!! <3 <3

Binge watching or spacing out the episodes: Binge watching, two or three times that weekend!!

I would love to see @thecolormonster do this!! I’d love to know his experience with this saga! <3

redleafhaiku  asked:

I'm excited to discover you've written a book called Marshland Moon, and perhaps others. It's a bit like finding out Pink Floyd just released some lost tracks. I'm eager to buy your works. May I ask what books of yours are available, and where I may purchase them?

Ah, you are my favorite. Thank you so much my dear friend. On my blog there is a link that will take you to dinkpress and allow you to purchase a copy of my book. Marshland is the only book I have out there right now, though I am currently working on three (admittedly too many to work on at the same time but I can’t help it) little books, and one big one. I do not know when any of them may be ready but I’m hoping I’ll be finished with one of them soon, haha. Thank you so much for the question and your support. 

That moment when you read a kid’s book series thinking “nothing bad will happen?? it’s a children’s book??!” but then you read The Bronze Key and realize that not only has one of your favorite characters died but your ship has crashed like a fucking derailed train

anonymous asked:

opinion request: Good Omens

I haven’t read it in like fifteen years but I read it a lot of times before then and I think it is actually really good.  It has the same kind of gonzo this-shouldn’t-work-but-it-does quality as Snow Crash, and Neil Gaiman’s sense of cool is actually plausible when stapled onto Terry Pratchett’s sense of moral order, and knocks a little of the dust off of Terry’s more fuddy-duddyish mannerisms.  There’s the underlying sense that at the heart of this are two excited dudes trying to crack each other up, writing at top speed, and using self-inserts because fuck the police.

Certainly my favorite Gaiman book.