not sure why im tagging this

  • Lily: Remus?
  • Remus: Yeah?
  • Lily: I think I'm going crazy.
  • Remus: Why?
  • Lily: Do you see a dog riding a stag over there in the Forbidden Forest?
  • Remus: *looks outside*
  • Remus: *Sees Prongs running around in circles while Padfoot rides his back*
  • Remus:
  • Lily:
  • Remus:
  • Lily:
  • Remus: gOd dAmmIT nOt AgAIn
Ease My Mind - Part 6

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Bucky Barnes is your best friend and, of course, you’re in love with him. But apparently Bucky is just fine with your platonic relationship - you’re going to have to do something about that.

Warnings: violence, mentions of torture

A/N: heyoooo, some emotions and badass reader and backstory all rolled into one! hope you enjoy it dudes, thank you so much for all the amazing responses to this story so far! it means a lot to me :) also im praying the tags work on this one… if not i truly dont know whats going on

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Let the record state that Siberia is your least favourite place on the entire planet. Like, it’s probably worse than hell. It’s cold and dark 90% of the time, it’s so far away from anywhere with people, and the internet connection is practically non-existent. Siberia sucks. So you’re not entirely sure why your subconscious decided to bring you here.

The only logical place to go is inside the concrete bunker, the home of all your trauma. You know you’re in the middle of the nowhere, definitely not dressed for Siberian winter, and you can’t shift back home. You have never shifted that far a distance before - you didn’t even think it was possible. The only thing to do is to pick your way through the snow and into the jaws of death. Basically.

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Eavesdropping (Bucky x reader)

 ( pls dont worry about me im just bein an attention hoe thanks )

               Word count: 800

        You were lying around in the tower when your music suddenly stopped flowing in your ears and you could hear the conversation going on between Natasha and Buck. You were lying on the couch, and you could literally hear them talking in the kitchen. The conversation was blunt, but they were convinced that you were listening to your music and napping, not eavesdropping.

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vine

honestly why cant they be happy

Potter’s Brother

Originally posted by thetimelordsofbaskerville

Characters: Y/n, Draco, Harry, Hermione

Pairing: Draco x Y/n (Male Reader)

Word count: 1003

Warnings: Sort of angst i guess, arguments, Harry being kind of dickish, cute protective Draco, fluff at the end

Summary: Harry discovers just why his brother has been acting strange.

A/N: Whoooo!! It’s been ages since i wrote a HP fic, well I’ve only written one other one and that was like 2 months ago. But this idea came to me, so i decided i’d write it. Hope u like it. Not sure who to tag for this, so no tags. But if any HP fans see this and u wanna be tagged, ask, cos im gonna write some HP stuff from now on. Need more Draco cuteness, cos he’s the hottest. Although he was a dick, still hot. 

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“Harry Potter. Please tell me you aren’t spying on your brother right now”.

The boy turned to his friend, groaning internally, knowing he was about to get a lengthy lecture from the genius girl.

“I-uh-I just needed to see where he goes. I mean, don’t you find it the slightest bit strange that he’s always leaving the common room almost every day and doesn’t come back till late, smiling and weird?”

Hermione had to admit to herself, she found it strange.

The boy who lived had a twin. Y/n.

He became friends with all of Harry’s friends, but he mostly kept to himself.

Harry might have been the famous boy who survived an attack by the dark lord, but y/n was a whole lot more gifted in his magical crafts.

He was a shy boy, quiet by nature as he let his older brother, by a few minutes, take all the attention.

But over the last year or so, he was getting a lot weirder.

Hermione remembered the way he just got on with his work, coming back to the common room and often sitting in front of the fire, reading a book.

But it seems he changed a lot within the past four years, sneaking out in the middle of the night. Not coming back for hours.

She swore she saw him walking into the forbidden forest once, but she wasn’t going to tell Harry this.

He was protective of his brother. After the close call with the basilisk, Harry made sure y/n would be kept safe, not willing to risk losing the one member of his family he still had. But he did this by making sure his brother wasn’t around, often leaving him behind while he went off with Ron and Hermione.

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Why?

Why can’t y'all just ship your damn ships? Who gives a flying fuck about who OTHER people ship. Is it you?! Nah. Are you dead?! No. So stop giving a fuckkk. I’m honestly tired, irritated, and annoyed when i see fellow shippers bashing other ships. Like, you spend so much time talking about the other ship. Are you sure you don’t ship them?! Considering how much you talk about them, one would think that that was actually your otp. Stop tagging unrelevant ships into your ships. Stop bashing other ships. You absolutely hate it when others bash yours right?! So, why the heck are you doing the exact same thing? Quit your yip-yap and ship peacefully. DAMN.


Here i am ranting about ships, again😒. But i wouldn’t be doing this if I didn’t feel the really strong need to do this.

When a hot guy stretches and his shirt pulls up:

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a thing for @flunflun !

ichi and kara being (almost) good brothers! and hugs are here too! of course the main reason why i drew this was to thank you for everything!!! you’re always soooooooo nice to me!

oh btw it’s nothing shippy so please don’t tag it as one 

GUYS I JUSR DISCOVEREF SONETJING ANF IM SO PROUF OG MYSEKF FOR IY OK OK

I’m sure some people know this already, but since I think I made a huge discovery, I’m gonna share this.. And such..

I was rewatching Durarara! because why not.. And in episode 20, around 14:17, I came across this.

If you look closer..

looks familiar??

NOOOO IT CAN’T BE HIM THAT’S JUST A COINCIDENCE

Lol jk.

IT’S THis MOTHER FUCKERY 

Claude get out of here. You’re in the wrong anime.

Are we sure Phil Lester is real?
Like…he can be cute af…really REALLY cute…

FUCKING ADORABLE

But then…he transforms…

and becomes this strange super hot creature that makes you want to stab yourself with a fork

BUT

He can also be hot and cute at the fucking same time….

plus,he is literally amazing

LIKE…WHAT IS HE?

IS HE HUMAN? IS HE EVEN REAL?

gifs and pics are not mine

sabakunoo  asked:

The delivery coos finally managed to pinpoint Akane's position; despite being two days late, it seemed they were carrying something heavy for her, so heavy that there were two birds to carry it instead of just one. They dropped the box in front of her before leaving to their other duties. When Akane would open the box, there would be two boxes inside, just like matryoshka dolls. in the first box, a sword. Its handle was entirely made of gold and there were shining jewels of various colors (1)

adorning it, but more specifically amber and rubies. The sheath, in revenge, was made almost entirely of gold and had a small inscription on it.«For A.F, from S.C.»Let’s not forget the second box. Once she would open it, she would find another box. And then another, and another and another until there was but a small, coquettish little box. Inside of it, a pair of diamond & gold bananawani earrings and a hairpin made in a similar fashion. A note was left with the gift. “Happy Valentine day” (2)

{ } One of the last things she would have expected out of her day was to have a large package placed in front of her by two coos who flew away without any sort of explanation. Granted they wouldn’t be able to give her any context, but it still felt strange to just be left there alone with the bizarre mail. She was quite sure this was the first time she received anything like this.

A little unsettled, but overwhelmingly curious, Akane lifted the heavy box and made her way back to the inn she was staying at for a few nights. When inside, she placed the package onto the bed and pried it open, eyes widening in genuine shock the moment she saw what was inside.

Almost as if hesitant, her hand slowly reached down to pick up the sheathed sword. Heavy, weighted because of what she could only assume was real gold. Her eyes trailed over the various gems with a sort of awe. While Akane wasn’t one to desire expensive things, even she had to admit the sword was phenomenal in both craftsmanship and materials. It would definitely be used as decor, if anything, considering she wasn’t much of a swordsman. Even if she had been, she wasn’t sure she’d want to damage a blade as beautiful as this one.

The question still remained blaring in her mind though: who had sent her this? She felt so lost and almost awkward about the entire situation. While in her thoughts, her fingers ran along the sheath, studying it until she came across something engraved in the metal.

S.C….?

Who was S.C.–?!

She scanned through her mind, trying to recall everybody she’s met and seeing if the initials lined-up. Then there was one that fit but… No it couldn’t have been…

Sir Crocodile?

The initials fit and honestly– she wasn’t sure if she knew many people who could even afford an item like this. So the price range and the initials made sense, but every other aspect left her baffled. With revitalized curiousity, she began opening the other boxes inside, as if searching for an answer to what felt like madness. Box after box… What the actual hell–

Finally what seemed to be the last box, a small, pretty little thing that her eyes landed on. Taking a breath in, she opened it, not sure if she was surprised or not by its contents. The jewellery seemed to be a matching set of earrings and a pin, designed to look like crocodiles. From the tiny bananas on their heads, she could only assume these were the bananawanis Crocodile had brought up in conversation before.

Which only confirmed her earlier suspicion. 

Crocodile had sent her all of this.

And what was probably the icing on top of the cake of her bafflement, the small note– the only written thing in the package, said Happy Valentines Day.

What.

What.

What.