one young man only

So my facebook friends friend just posted this pic with this text….

Well, I just witnessed blatant racial injustice with my own eyes. I was getting in my car after exiting a store when a young black man stumbled past me and collapsed against the store wall. When I got out to see if he was okay, a group of white people came rushing over, one of whom was a 20-something white woman who declared in distress, “I ran a red light and hit him with my car!” People immediately assured her that SHE would be okay, meanwhile the young man is writhing in pain on the ground, pants leg torn, tears running down his face. When the police arrived and the young woman explained what happened, it was suggested to her that maybe the light had been yellow and that the young man had “darted out into the street into her path.” I was floored. I said, “But she just SAID she ran the red light and hit him in the intersection!” 
The police officers then led the young woman away and began talking with her privately in low tones. When the paramedics FINALLY got there I was surprised at the hostility they showed towards the young man. One blonde female EMT (shown in the photo) suggested that he couldn’t be THAT hurt if he was able to walk from the place where he was struck to the sidewalk where he finally collapsed. White bystanders commented several times about “What that poor girl must be going through.” I was the only one who commented on what the young man must be going through, what, with his mangled leg and all. I am absolutely positive that in the end “that poor girl” will be absolved of all wrongdoing and be able to go on her merry way. After all, she just ran a red light and slammed her car into the body of some black kid on a bike, right?

And people wonder why black people are so angry and want to break shit.

So I was looking at Yuri’s Anti-Hero outfit and-

Wait a second, those boots


THEY ARE! Just look at how the shadow casts on them. You can see a gap. Oh man, Yuri. You work those heels.

Watch out Old Man, Yuri’s going to stomp you under those heels!


Women aren’t the only ones who can challenge gender stereotypes.

This young man is an inspiration! It’s so hard to be different and to break the mold at his age but he has the confidence to inspire others to be true to themselves.

anonymous asked:

How would the chocobros react if you fell asleep in the regalia on long trips and like subconsciously just kinda snuggled closer to them? I just love the chocobros and I need some FLUFF in my life!

The noise I made should not have came from a human. (ノ^ヮ^)ノ*:・゚✧  FLUFF YEAH!

(I at first read as ‘me’ specifically and was like. They’re just ‘Put her on the back like luggage’ than I read ‘What if I fell?’ and I was like I would die!)



Noctis flinched, he had just rested his eyes, when he suddenly felt a pressure against his right shoulder, and something wrap around his arm. Blue eyes opened, as he turned away from the window to see the top of your head, one of your arms snaked around his own.

The young man shifted slightly,only to have you mutter softly, nuzzling your head into his shoulder, your hold on him relaxing softly after a quick flinch. He held his breath hoping not to wake you, yet when you didn’t move any further than the nuzzle to his shoulder, the Prince realized that you were still very much asleep.

Moving off the door, Noctis, adjusted, all the while, linking his hand within your own, as he rested his cheek against the top of your head. As he drifted back to sleep, he couldn’t help but smile, your shampoo smelled amazing, or maybe it was you.  Either way it brought the man comfort.



Prompto immediately flustered, his mind bouncing around, ‘What do! What do!’ He didn’t expect this, why did he agree to trade seats with Noct? Right, Noct’s knee was acting up, so he needed the extra room to stretch out.

Yet now he was currently in the backseat, a panicked blush over his freckles, as you laid against him. Your head resting against his shoulder, your hand resting against his thigh, gripping onto the denim cheetah, leopard, ugh he couldn’t even remember what type of cat print he had on his pants.

He went to adjust, only for you to moan softly, before shifting again, pulling yourself even further into the man. It took everything in Prompto to not flail in panic, his back straighten, he couldn’t disturb you, his hands placed in his lap, as he stared at the back of Ignis’ head. He would not disturb your sleep!

“Prompto are you okay?” You called, upon your next rest stop break, the poor guy was holding his back, and limping.

“Yeah, no prob, my arm and leg’s just asleep.”  Prompto replied, only to squeak as you moved over, wrapping your arm around his waist.

“Lean on me, somehow I figure this is my fault.”



Gladiolus was so engrossed in his book that he almost didn’t even notice the weight against his left bicep, until you shifted and your hair tickled his arm. Looking over he notice, your eyes fluttering to stay awake, only to watch you lose the fight.

Nudging your shoulder slightly, Gladiolus watched you immediately sit up, he didn’t mean to push you away. Placing his book down, the man reached his arm around your shoulder, watching as your sleepy mind lead you into his side. Believing you to get a knot in your neck from the strange position, Gladiolus moved his hand lower,wrapping it underneath you, before pulling you into his lap.

You let out an embarrassing squeak, before turning your head up to the man, only to feel a hand on your back, rubbing soft circles.

“Go back to sleep.”

You were surprised the man was as comfy as he was, and the warmth from his chest and beating of his heart was surprisingly very calming. Closing your eyes you immediately dozed off.



Ignis sighed heavily, you all had been stuck in the car for the last 15 minutes due to the torrential downpour, if anything he knew that you would all end up more than likely staying here for another hour if not more.

“Yeah, I dont think we’re goin anywhere for a while Noct.” Prompto stated, pointing toward his phone, showing the large rain storm.

Ignis leaned against the back window of the Regalia, he and Noctis couldn’t even switch out, he knew that he could handle this weather, but the split second it took for them to shift would result in both of them being drenched.

“Than it may be best if we all rest.” Ignis stated, as he removed his glasses, he was already getting a headache due to not drinking his 2nd cup of Ebony, only to turn as your head dropped against his shoulder.

Turning those sage eyes over to you, Ignis had noticed that you had been dozing all morning, having not gotten a lot of sleep the night before. Only for you to pass out the moment you all were trapped in the car, now it seemed your body was trying to get comfortable between the two tall men in the back seat.

Moving his glasses to his left hand, the man wrapped his right arm around your shoulders, allowing you to rest against his side. A small smile appearing on his face, as you shuffled closer, your fingers wrapping around the bottom of his suit jacket.

mythology: siren aesthetic 1/?

suddenly the ship fell silent, a voice as serene and beautiful as the ocean cutting trough the thick fog.
the young men froze in their spot, it was as if time had stopped, like their hearts soon would.
he felt his throat clench as a young girl swung herself over the railing, her bare feet hitting the wood of the deck. 
her skin a sick blue colour, her eyes as black as the night she was born of, as dark as the crews future.
but all he felt was wonder, as he observed this creature, her voice as ascended from heaven but her heart as non-existent as the god they were all praying to.

“please let me live”

and so she did. she let one young man be, his heart the only one pure enough to spare.
left him to die at sea like she once did.
and so she waited for her lover to come by and wrap the dying men in her embrace.
her lover was death you see, and just as cruel as she.


🐘  Opposites Attract (feat. Woozi’s hot buns + THAT GROWN MAN SWEATSHIRT BRING IT BACK)
Request: ✔  (Anon) || Masterlist

The first time you met, you called him an “angry little fella”. Admittedly, he had a reason to be angry as you also spilt your coffee on him but whilst you should’ve been more apologetic, you were thrown off guard by his reaction. In your defence, you’ve never heard that amount of swear words fly out of someone’s mouth so quickly. It contrasted with his short height and strawberry coloured hair that you frankly found adorable (you would later half-heartedly apologize for judging him solely based on his appearance before ruining it by pinching his cheeks). When you handed him your number for dry-cleaning and quickly purchased a new t-shirt from a nearby department store, he had maintained a level glare at you and said nothing else the entire time. You paid him no heed, and filled the silence with your humming, although every once in a while you would shoot him a sheepish grin. 

He absolutely hated you.

Which of course meant that fate had something in store for you. When you showed up at the Pledis building the next week for your internship, you were surprised to find that you would be working under an idol. “He’s really one of our rising star producers, though he’s only a young man,” they explained to you, leaving you anticipating. You didn’t really follow the idol-scene, but that didn’t make it any less glamorous. You remember entering the practice room, greeting and introducing yourself to all of the members of Seventeen politely before being led to the recording studio. His back was turned from you when you opened the door, headphones snug over his head and cup of coffee in his hand. You had let out an amused sound of recognition, thanking the employee who brought you there before sneaking up behind the man, intending to give him a good-hearted scare. However, you had not been aware of just how immersed the man was in his music as the moment you tapped his shoulder, he gave a jerk and whipped around, effectively tipping the contents of his coffee cup all over you. His eyes had widened in panic, immediately reaching out to try and pat your clothes dry, which is when you giggled and he lifted his head to look at you. 


the second salem boy is the obscurus, and newt knows how to calm the maelstrom without further damaging the city. all he needs is to get close enough. and tina helps him do it.

they find credence in the subway tunnel, pale and shaking and so very scared. and while he’d only ever encountered one other like him, this young man has such wide, hopeful eyes despite the red abrasions on his cheeks and the tremors coursing through him.

but percival yanks credence away again and again, advances on newt ruthlessly with that effortless stalk and whip-fast wand work. not that it would matter. percival has always been quite the master of wandless and wordless magic. the wide arcs of his magic and the controlled swings of his arm seem merely a courtesy. percival could have killed him countless times.

credence is responding to newt’s voice over the magical explosions. he’s responding to tina’s, too. and as long as they can keep the obscurial from seizing control of the young man, hope remains.

every impact of percival’s magic against newt’s thunders through his body, forces him to his knees. even now, with the quiet fury in his dark eyes, there is no recognition for newt, only impatience. and despite his dire situation, the ache in his shoulder as he blocks percival’s attacks again and again, newt can’t help but wonder why they’re fighting in the first place. 

the holidays where percival visited their home in england, the ritual it became. despite being theseus’ friend and brother-in-arms from the war, newt still managed to cultivate his own relationship with percival. they even exchanged letters when he’d return to america. 

and that one night…

that one night near new years when theseus and newt decided to visit percival in new york. they sat quietly together on the roof of percival’s flat building, legs dangling over the edge of the barrier wall. they shared a flask of whiskey, and between one heartbeat and the next, percival had taken him by the jaw and pressed their lips together in a toe-curling kiss. the tingling sensation in his lips reminded him of venom side effects and the sudden tightness in his chest had him question the contents of the flask.

one kiss turned into two, then three, and when the chill of the air bit through the wool of his coat, newt took percival’s offered hand and returned to the flat. instead of returning to his guest room, he followed percival into the master. they didn’t fall asleep until near dawn, and the following morning, newt and theseus caught the afternoon steamer back home.

newt collapses to his knees beneath percival’s onslaught in the tunnel, gravel digging into his flesh through the material of his trousers. he sways where he kneels, at percival’s mercy where the other man stands on the platform. percival is winded, but newt is exhausted.

“why don’t you remember me?” newt asks quietly.

and something like surprise brings the faintest tick to percival’s thick brows. before he can respond, however, credence’s anger has crested and shadow swirls violently deeper in the tunnel.

tina screams and percival aparates. 

newt pushes himself to his feet and runs into the chaos.

A Battlefield is an Excellent Place for a Date

((a request for @keitlura here on Tumblr who wanted to see Keith and Allura flirting in the midst of combat. Alas I can’t really imagine these two sincerely flirting on the battlefield, so I’m sorry if this isn’t really what you wanted.))

The ambush had, so far, been rather underwhelming.

Neither Keith nor the princess ever thought they’d ever get to this point. At one point an ambush would have set their blood and adrenaline rushing, but after having experienced ambushes from some of the most proficient assassins in the galaxy… being jumped by some run down sentries with no coordination was just a letdown.

Still, the sudden attack had to be dealt with.

Keith drove his bayard into the chest of one of the sentries and dislodged it with the aide of his foot before swinging the blade just fast enough to slice through another. His eyes scanned his surroundings trying to locate the princess’s familiar silver hair.

“Princess?!” he called, his voice tinged with concern.

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Request:  alley-srm Hi! I saw you were taking request and I was wondering if you could  write an imagine with Theo x reader: They aren’t dating (yet)  in wich the reader is a badass girl type but is kinda shy for some type of things and somehow they’re in a situation where they have to sleep together (so the reader can’t escape) but she really isn’t comfortable with it and Theo tease her about it but she tries to hide it with sass and Theo says something like “you know i can hear your heartbeat right ?”. So when Theo finally got the reader to sleep with him she’s worried she might be taking to much space and stuff, she doesn’t tell him but he still figured it out, he jokes about it and reassured her. And the next morning, she wakes up earlier to clean up so she don’t smell or look bad and go back to bed thinking he won’t notice but he still does and laught it off. Sorry about the long explanation I dind’t know how to explain more shortly. Also this may be stupid but it sounded like a good idea at 2am 😂. Anyway thank you and sorry for my english i’m French but just wanted you to know that you have a follower from Reunion Island 😊🖑

A/N:I had to write this twice because I forgot to save it on the draft the first time *sighs*,but I hope you like it.Also I changed a few things,hopefully it turned out okay?

Word Count: 1.3 K words

Pairing: Theo Raeken X Reader


“Everyone got the plan?”Scott asked looking around the pack members.

“Yeah,so let’s split up,”Lydia said.

“Liam,Hayden and I will look around the woods,”Malia stated.

“Scott and myself will go to the Eichen’s House,”Lydia said.

“Corey and I will go the hospital and then to the sheriff’s station,after that we’ll try to make a quick trip at the library to find out more information,”Mason suggested.

“Sounds good,so Y/N and Theo,you guys need to go out of town,Deaton will give you some supplies,”Scott said looking at us.

“It’s fine,I can go alone,”I said.

“No,it’s too dangerous,”Liam chimed in.

“I’d rather deal with the danger than team up with Theo,”I scoffed.

“Well guess what?I’m not delighted to be teamed up with you as well,”Theo snapped.

“That’s enough,Y/N please do it for Stiles,”Scott pleaded.

“Uhh okay fine!”I said giving up.

*at the car*

The tension inside the car was overwhelming,Theo and I didn’t speak at all.It was kinda getting awkward.

“Why don’t you still trust me when everyone else gave me a chance?”Theo broke the silence.

“Just drive,okay?I don’t wanna talk about it,”I said looking out the car’s window.

Theo sighed and turned on the radio.

After few hours we arrived at our destination.

“Y/N,it’s so nice to meet you again,”Deaton said hugging me.

“Same here,how are you?”I asked smiling.

“I’m fine,hello Theo,”Deaton said shaking hands with Theo.

“Hello,”Theo said smiling.

After getting the supplies and chatting with Deaton briefly,we decided to head back towards Beacon Hills.

“Drive safely,it’s going to pour heavily tonight,”Deaton informed us.

“We will,bye,”I said.We bid our goodbyes before Theo pulled over his car on the highway.

After going few miles,the car suddenly stopped abruptly.The car broke down.Great.

“Are you fucking kidding me?”I said annoyed.

“It’s not my fault,this thing’s happen okay?”Theo said.

“Can anything get worse now?”I said,as if on cue it started pouring heavily.

“Fucking hell,”Theo sighed.

“Let me call Liam,wait,”I said grabbing my phone while Theo was trying to fix his damn car.”Shit,no signal,”I said frustrated.

“Damn it,”Theo said kicking the car.

“Your car is just like you,USELESS,”I snapped.

“Will you shut up,you’re not doing anything productive either,”Theo snapped back.

“What the hell do we do now?”I said annoyed.

“There’a a small motel here,it’s a twenty minute walk,do you want to check in there?”Theo suggested.

“Do we have any option?Lead the way,”I said sighing. 

After he pushed his car in a side,we began walking towards the motel.We arrived at the destination.We walked towards the front desk,where an old couple was in charge.

“Oh my my,what a lovely couple,”the old lady said adoringly.

Theo blushed and before I could deny her he spoke.

“Do you have any vacant room?Preferably two?”

“I’m afraid young man we only have one vacant room,”the old man spoke.

No this can’t be happening.I would rather stay outside in the rain than share a room with Theo.

“Bu-”before I could even finish the sentence,Theo gently grabbed me by my arm and took me towards the rented room.

“Ouch,what the hell?!”I snapped after getting inside the room.

“I knew you’ll create a scene downstairs,so I brought you here before you could do that,”Theo sighed.

“Nice Raeken,”I scoffed.

“Look,it’s only for one night okay?We’ll figure out something in the morning,please?”Theo pleaded.

“Uhh fine,”I said,not in the mood to argue.

We were completely wet from the rain,I noticed how gorgeous he looked with his damped hair.I didn’t notice it before because I was too occupied complaining about tonight’s circumstances.

“So,I’ll sleep in the bed,you sleep on the ground,”I ordered him.

“Excuse me?”Theo snapped.

“What?You want to share the bed with me and cuddle,and then kiss me goodnight?”I said sarcastically.

“I would love that actually,”Theo smirked.

“Pervert,”I shook my head.

“Well you’re the one who suggested this,besides cuddling is fun,”Theo smirked.

“Ever heard of sarcasm?”I sassed.

“I’ve got a idea,you sleep on the right side,I will sleep on the left side,and between us we will create a barrier with pillow,”Theo suggested.

“Hmm,sounds okay,”I shrugged.

Suddenly I heard someone knock the door,I opened it to see the old lady smiling,holding folded clothes in her hand.

“I saw you kids were completely wet from the rain,wear these,otherwise you’ll catch cold,”she said lovingly.

“Aww,thank you so much,”I smiled gratefully.

“Good night,”she left.

“Ahh she’s a life saver,”Theo chuckled.

“I know right,”I said shoving him his clothes.

“She still thinks we are a couple,”Theo laughed.

“Guess so,why didn’t you deny it downstairs though?”I asked curiously.

“I don’t know,”he shrugged.

He began getting his shirt off him,I couldn’t help but notice his abs,it was admirable.I quickly turned the other way.

“Don’t you have any shame?”I said scrunching my face.

He just laughed,”okay you can turn around now,I’m done changing,”he said still laughing.

“There’s a washroom you could’ve just gone there,”I said shaking my head.

He just shrugged.I went to the washroom and got dressed,once I came out of the washroom I saw Theo already fixed two sides of the bed creating ‘pillow-barrier’ between them.

“Nice job Raeken,”I said approving.

“Thanks,”he chuckled.”Do you want something to eat?”he asked.

“Nah,I’m fine,I just want to sleep,”I said yawning.

“Yeah me too,I’m so tired,”he said plopping on his side of the bed.

I hesitated to lay on the bed.

“Why are you hesitating?You can’t control yourself?You are having unholy thoughts?”Theo teased.

“Oh please,you’re not worth my time,”I sassed.

“Seriously though,you don’t have to feel uncomfortable,”Theo sighed,”I will not do anything to make you feel uneasy,”he finished.

“It’s not that Theo,”I said slowly.

“What is it then?”Theo asked gently.

“I-I just,”I began,”I never slept or shared a bed with anyone else before,you know,so I’m worried I might break this barrier and take up most stuff,”I said pointing to the pillow barrier.

“You’re seriously worried about that?”Theo laughed.

“Hey don’t laugh,okay?”I said embarrassed.

“Listen to me,it’s nothing to be embarrassed okay?”Theo said keeping his hand on top of mine.

When I didn’t say anything,Theo began speaking again,”Do you know,Josh used to sleep with his teddy bear and once he couldn’t sleep because his ‘Mr. Teddy’ was missing,”he tried to cheer me up.

“What?Really?”I laughed.

“Yes,”he said still laughing.

“Okay now I feel less embarrassed,”I said

“Good,”Theo said smiling.



“Earlier when you asked why didn’t I still trust you and so?”I said him.

“Yeah,”he said lowly.

“It was because I fell in love with you when you first came to Beacon Hills,then you broke the pack’s trust,my trust,I-I was so afraid to trust you again,what if I fall in love with you again,”I said,my eyes watering.”That’s why I always behave rudely around you.”

Theo looked shocked,then he began,”how did I not sense this before,because I felt the same way,but I was forced to get along with my plan,otherwise the Dread Doctors would’ve hurt you.”

“I don’t know why I said that,just ignore this okay?”I said wiping my tears.

“I’m glad you did,I want to destroy every misunderstandings and complications with you,”Theo said holding my cheek.


“I changed I swear,I won’t let you down this time,please give me a chance?”

“I don’t know Theo,”I sighed.

“Please just take this risk,I swear it will be worth,”he pleaded desperately looking into my eyes.

I nodded,he crashed his lips and kissed me slowly and lovingly.

He broke the kiss and mumbled,”Thank you,I won’t let you down.”

“You better not,”I smiled.

“Can I remove this barrier now?I want to cuddle you and kiss you good night,”he said grinning.

Oh the irony,”I chuckled.

*next morning*

I woke up the next morning,feeling Theo’s protective arms around me.I smiled and cuddled more to his side and sighed contently.


Author: Ivegot7scenarios

Genre: Drama/ Humor

A/N: This is loosely based on the Netflix series Sense8. This fic is only inspired by the show I’m not taking any direct plot points from the series or any of the episodes.

Rating: PG-13

Word Count: 3,530

Summary: Seven people who otherwise would never have met or interacted are suddenly connected through a mind link. They don’t understand why or how they were chosen, all they know is that this is what their lives are now. A boxer, a student, a mechanic, a librarian, a blogger, a dancer, and an heir. They have little in common or so they think. Each one has in issue, a problem, or something in their lives that they can’t handle on their own.

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TheUltimateFandomer’s Top Fanfics for Random OTPs

I’ve been meaning to do this for a while! So, here you have my top three fanfics for some of my random OTPs. If you want a fic rec for an OTP that is not listed, let me know and I’ll create one! 

Spirk [Spock/Kirk AOS]

Subverted Ambitions

 by notboldly [44k, FINISHED]

After trying to achieve peace for over a century, Vulcans and humans decide to hold a series of arranged marriages. As an ambitious young captain, James Kirk agrees to the merger…only to find that his ambitions soon change. 

Of Coffee Beans And Green Tea Leaves

by Se7en_devils [16k. FINISHED]

The progression of a relationship, through Coffee Beans and Green Tea Leaves. 

How We Operate


To ensure Jim’s continued Captaincy, Spock sacrifices something on a diplomatic away mission that has devastating consequences for him. Despite his growing problems, Spock continues to hide what was done to him, even at the price of his relationship with Jim as well as the crew; and even at the price of himself.  I just need to say that this is in my top five fics of all time. Seriously, I don’t know how she does it.

Frerard [Frank Iero/Gerard Way]

Brian Schechter’s School For The Gifted

 by casesandcapitals [



Brian Schechter’s School For The Gifted is opening in September, but Gerard doesn’t want to go. He hates it when people make fun of his giant bat wings or fawn over his much more talented little brother.
But Gerard finds that he loves being at school with other mutants who make him feel normal, especially his roommate Frank. But all is not as it seems and soon students begin to go missing…

Coffee Cup Emoji by dannyavidAAAng [34k, FINISHED]

A Barnes & Noble Starbucks isn’t typically the kind of café to develop regulars, but Gerard certainly isn’t complaining

Until Our Time Runs Out by PlanetarySTOP [16k, UNFINISHED, STILL UPDATING]

Frank Iero meets an eccentric, dark hair atrocity by the name of Gerard Way during his way-too-early Physics class. Will they eventually have hot sex or will they eventually have hot sex? Idk mysterious.

Merthur [Arthur Pendragon/Merlin]

School Days by JustCatchMe24 [31k, FINISHED]

Merlin is a primary school teacher, and his student’s father is the divorced Arthur Pendragon. Modern/AU, Romance, kid-fic.

Things That Merlin Isn’t Allowed To Do (According to Prince Arthur) by Itar94 [130k, FINISHED]

A list which everyone in Camelot should be aware of, in which Arthur is a prat/possessive and Merlin is stubborn/too endearing for his own good.

Social Networking Encourages Stalkerish Tendencies by SecretForKeeps [16k, FINISHED]

In which Merlin is an adorable nerd and Arthur becomes a bit of an internet stalker. And everyone is on tumblr.

TenRose/TenPetals [Tenth Doctor/Rose Tyler]

Destiny by Reddwarfaddict [39k, FINISHED. First of a series of seven novels and is currently being updated.]

The Doctor and Rose are in an intense romantic relationship on board the TARDIS living happily, until one day the Doctor’s future self, battered and bruised, turns up in Torchwood intent on breaking the laws of times and changing his own past. DocWhump This series is utterly amazing. I strongly encourage you to read the entirety of it.

Ten Minus Five  by Reddwarfaddict [46k, FINISHED]

A new type of foe is invading the Earth; a potential threat to humankind - but can the Doctor save the Earth when he’s only five-years-old? Some DoctorWhump.

Jack by Reddwarfaddict [5k, UNFINISHED, STILL UPDATING]

The Doctor and Rose are forced by the TARDIS to the 52nd century, where they meet a Jack in the middle of his two years of missing memories fighting a gruesome biological war. Unable to leave, they must adopt fake identities under Jack’s command, but if the Doctor and Rose are discovered for who they really are, death is inevitable. DoctorWhump

Johnlock [John Watson/Sherlock Holmes BBC]

Serendipity by Robottko [2k, FINISHED]

Based off of this tumblr prompt: Sherlock is a quiet nerd who pines after John from afar but one summer Sherlock grows 5 inches and his voice drops and come school year John sees him and HEARS him and realizes he may not be as straight as he thought.

From A Window by theofficialsherlockholmes [3k, FINISHED]

John didn’t really mean to make friends with the strange boy two stories up, but he sure is glad that he did.

Drarry [Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy]

What Ever Happened To Harry Potter? by MystyVander [48k, FINISHED]

Five years after the battle against Voldemort and the Death Eaters ends and it seems as though the whole Wizarding World is finally at ease, everybody living happily. Except for the fact that their Saviour cannot be found and has been presumed dead ever since he went missing after the Death Eaters trial on the following day of the Final Battle. Where has Harry Potter gone to? Is he dead? Did he runaway? Why? What is he doing now? Some even believe he has gone into recession only to become the fallen Dark Lord’s predecessor. All of these questions need to be answered and only one young man is anxious enough to answer them, but he forgets to ask himself the most important question of all; Why does he even care about Harry Potter?

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Spanish gypsy from the novella of the same name by Prosper Mérimée that was later adapted into a famous opera by Georges Bizet.

Carmen originally worked at a cigarette factory, with her beauty attracting many young men. Only one man, the guard Don José Navarro is unaffected by her charms. When she cuts the face of a fellow worker she is arrested, but manages to charm José into letting her escape, causing him to receive a month’s imprisonment.

After José’s detention period is over, he meets with Carmen at a local tavern and is reluctantly persuaded to join her group of smugglers. In the novel, he learns Carmen is married and in a jealous rage, provokes her husband into a fatal knife fight, allowing Carmen to become his.

Carmen, however falls in love with another man called Lucas, and José stabs her as well. In the opera, Carmen has no husband, and instead falls in love with a matador named Escamillo, leading to her same fated death by the hands of a jealous José.

anonymous asked:

Omg your blog is perfection luv it hun Jily for life If you are still taking prompts, can you do either single dad James meets Lily or single mom Lily meets James? Thx

I did both in one. Single Mum Lily meets Single Dad James. Also, I find that if I’m complimented enough, I’ll do just about anything ;)


The morning had started out hectic enough. Lily had dropped one half of her last pair of earing down the drain, burned herself while trying to make breakfast for her and Grace, and then while she was driving Grace to daycare, her three year old daughter got sick and threw up all over herself, her clothes, her car seat, and the car door.

So, Lily had called off work, cleaned up copious amounts of vomit, took her kid to the doctors and was now Lily was standing in (a very long) line at the pharmacy waiting for her daughter’s medication. This was the life of a single mum.

Grace was babbling on about something or other, her fever making her a bit delirious and she was completely nonsensical. She had her head on Lily’s shoulder and her limbs were hanging all about, holding onto a Bambi stuffed toy in one hand and a knit blanket in the other. Lily’s arm had fallen asleep ten minutes ago, but she wasn’t going to try  and move her because she was almost asleep, and a sick sleeping child was always better than a sick awake child.

Grace was finally nodding off when there was a piercing scream coming from two isles over. It was baby scream, and it did not stop for an uncomfortable amount of time, Lily found herself muttering ‘breathe’ under her breath and finally, it ceased for a moment, only to start back up again. Grace didn’t seem at all upset by this, and had actually managed to fall asleep despite the screaming. Lily gently set her down in her stroller and covered her up.

“That’s rather rude, don’t you think?” One of the older women in front of Lily turned to ask her.

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anonymous asked:

I'd love a fic about lonely spinster Harry falling in love for the first time (with Eggsy preferably). Full of angst, emotions, and maybe some unrequited love (or not).

Being alone is what Harry knows. It’s long since ceased to be comforting but it’s all he has. And it’s starting to drive him crazy. There’s only so much time one can spend in a head like his before that becomes an inevitability, he supposes.

Time has not been kind to him. Gray streaks his hair after five decades of stress and anxiety, scars and marks of his career as a spy riddle his skin. The biggest change is in his eyes. What once was clear and mischievous has become clouded and troubled as he takes account of the person in the mirror. Forgiveness is hard to give to anyone, especially oneself.

Harry has finally stepped down from his role as Galahad and into a life of retirement. His last mission had left him half-blind and dealing with aftershocks of PTSD, washing over him like waves and waking him in the middle of the night, gasping in sweat-soaked sheets.

He’s never felt weak before. He does now.

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Drastoria Flashfic #3 : A Reunion

Harry was sitting in a bench in King Cross Startion when it happened.

It was the day after Voldemort’s final defeat, everything was shiny and bright with celebratory garlands all around the magical train station, people came and went, most of them joyfully greeting other witches and wizards that got out of the train wagons, Harry felt almost anonymous under the cover of his invisibility cloak, watching these tearful reunions, trying to convince himself that it had all been worth it, when suddenly in the far side of King Cross Harry was startled to see someone familiar.

It was a young man his age, one he’d seen only the day before with his own family, but unlike then, the young man was no longer dressed in death eater robes or sporting a distinctive frown, in fact, in that moment Draco Malfoy seemed to look almost hopeful.

The former Slytherin prince was stading there in platform five and a half wearing a mint green wizarding robe and holding a bright bouquet of colored sunflowers, with a peaceful smile on his face and a slightly uncertain frown, looking so unlike the bully that had tormented Harry that the boy-who-lived had to rub his glasses to make sure he was seeing correctly.

And then it happened. The train arriving from Switzerland made its final stop and Harry saw a beautiful chesnut haired girl run into Draco’s arms, Draco dropped the flowers and embraced her tightly, spinning her around and almost crushing her to his chest.

When they finally broke apart the girl took Draco’s arm and on seeing the dark mark, hugged him again with more force than before, Harry could see it in the releived tears on her face that she was genuinely happy, not because he had escaped a trial, or because he was wealthy and handsome, but because Draco was alive despite everything, to this girl, Draco’s life meant everything, the pity in her eyes when she caressed Draco’s dark mark spoke of something deeper than simple affection, a unnamed passion too intense to be anything but pure love, something Harry saw was also mirrored in Malfoy’s face. And there he was, Draco Malfoy, kissing a girl in the middle of King Cross Station, looking like a starved man being offered his first morsel of food, as inlove with this stranger as Harry had ever seen him.

Draco kissed her and kissed her again, and she kissed him too, whispering words Harry couldn’t hear, crying and laughing at the same time, it was strange and messy and beautiful, such a happy scene to watch, that despite knowing he was spying on a private moment, Harry didn’t look away, (after all, in the crowded King Cross he knew he wasn’t the only one staring.)

It wasn’t until Harry saw the crest in her suitcase that he realized she was a pureblood girl, the Greengrass coat of arms wasn’t very common even in such a big train station, Harry tried to place her face among the people he knew and although he never paid particular attention to the younger Slytherins, he vaguely remembered the thought of Daphne Greengrass having a younger sister. Harry could easily connect the dots between the girl’s arrival by train and the fact nobody knew of her existence in Draco’s life. Maybe that was the point.

He briefly wondered how difficult it must have been to be raised as Draco had been, where any sane girl even remotely connected to him could have ended up in the wrong side of Bellatrix Lestrange’s wand, or used as a target practice in any of Voldemort’s schemes. How hard it must have been to choose between sending her away or getting her killed?.

If he’d had a choice, wouldn’t Harry himself have done the same? Sent Ginny into hiding? And for the first time Harry Potter felt a small amount of kingship with Draco Malfoy, just because he was beginning to understand what had driven Draco to go against Voldemort when he did, what had made him seek his own survival over everything.

Maybe just like him, Draco Malfoy also had someone to fight for.

And the day after the defeat of Voldemort…. he was finally reunited with her.

G dragon Christmas special #2 “Surprise”

“How are you?…” you were on the phone with your best friend “… and don’t you dare tell me that you are fine”

“But I am” you started to laugh. “Why are you always like that?” the tone she was using tells you that she’s mad. “Like what?” you asked, as you were taking another sip of your hot chocolate.

“Hiding your emotions…” she says, and again her tone changed “… especially when it comes to him. Is like you’re trying so hard to be the perfect girlfriend. One that never complains, that is never angry or sad”

“Is not like that” you said. But honestly you do act like that most of the time, but its not like you do it on purpose. You love him, and now even more than ever. You two met two years ago, and you started to date only three weeks after that, and a year later you were pregnant with his baby, a boy. 

“Whatever… how’s my boy? Is he asking for him?”

“He’s ok, but yeah he’s always asking for his dad” and it was true, although he was too little to speak he already know a few words, being dad and mom his favourite ones.

“I see…” she said, and you could hear the sound of people in the background “… he must miss him”. You barely hear her now.

“We can talk later” you said. “Yes! I’m just going home, I’m about to take my bus” she says, walking down the street. “Ok. Be careful”

“I always am” she replied and then hung up.

It was Christmas eve and you were alone at your house, with your little boy. Just the two of you, like always.

The feelings got to you as soon as you put your phone on the table. She was right, you’re not ok, but you never liked to worry those people you care about.

Being in love with him, with Ji yong,  is by far the most amazing experience of your life. He is what people call soulmate. But, the only down side about being with him is that you two can’t be together at the moment… thanks to the military service. Before he entered, he always looked for a way to be with you, no matter how hard it was sometimes, for not to say most of the time. He loves you as much or even more than you, so, he’s suffering even more for being away from you and his boy.

That night you didn’t even get a call from him, like you were expecting. You went to your room early that night. You went to your son’s bedroom and you slowly and carefully picked him up. He is just like his dad, once they are sleeping there’s no power on earth that can wake them up. “Shh shh shh it’s ok” you said, putting him in your arms, but he was still sleeping. He was so cute, a mini version of Ji yong. 

You took him with you to your room, you needed him, you need to be with him tonight.

After you put him on the bed you lay down with him and a few minutes later you fell asleep with him in your arms.

The sound of the door wakes you up. You opened your eyes to see the light of the new day coming through the window. Again, another sound got your attention, but this time was the sound of a door closing. You looked at your baby, still sleeping, and you stood up. 

You walked out of the room, and said “Who is it? Its pretty early, I was sleeping…” you were expecting to see one of your friends. Since you don’t have family there, your friends now, two of them, visit you all the time and they already have the key. 

You were at the living room now, rubbing your eyes with your hands when you saw a man in a red suit. Honestly at the first your heart stopped but then… you could recognize that smell anywhere. It was him. Ji yong was there, wearing a red suit and with a huge smile on his face.

“Merry Christmas miss” he said excited. “OMG!!!” you screamed running to him. He just started to laugh as he catches you in his arms and you started to kiss him, just a little kiss that lasted more than usual. “Wow, I should disappear more often” he says, smiling with that perfect smile he has.

“Shut up!” you said, with your arms still wrapping around his neck. “What are you doing here?…” you asked him “… and why you didn’t call me yesterday!” you stopped the hug.

“I was going to call but then I thought about it and… well… I wanted this to be a surprise…  if I would had called you, you would had made me say it”

That’s true, especially since you were so sad last night.

“I miss you” you said, getting back to hug him. His arms wrapped around your waist and he lifts you. “No more than me baby” he says against your ear.

“Dad!” the voice of your little boy sounds. You two stopped the hug with a little kiss before Ji yong ran to his room. 

“Hey there!” he picked him up too excited. “How are you?!” he hugs him. Your son was so happy, smiling and laughing but a little bit shy. “Don’t you remember me? What are you doing here? Did you woke up mommy last night?”

“He slept with me” you said, appearing through the door. “Really?” he says, giving him small kisses on his chubby cheeks. “Well, let me tell you young man, you and me are the only ones allowed to sleep with that lady” Ji yong points at you adn you just smile. 

“What about her?” you said. “Who?” he says, still with his eyes on his baby. He was making weird faces to make him laugh and it was working.

“Who?” he asked again, now looking at you.

Your hands were on your stomach, showing him a little belly.

He was shocked, he can’t even move anymore.

“Will she be allowed?” you asked. “She?” his voice was almost a whisper. You smiled and just nodded as an answer. Ji yong’s smile was getting bigger and bigger as you were coming near him. He always wanted to have a little girl, a princess, a mini version of her beautiful mother.

“Congrats” you said, reaching for his lips. You could taste his tears on them. 

“A girl” he says. “A girl…” you repeat “… my surprise was better than yours, right?”

He still was in shock. He can’t even process it yet.

“I hope santa has brought me a great and expensive gift” you joked. “I thought seeing me was good enough” he finally recovers his senses… kinda, not really.

Ji yong started to laugh along with your son, and you just look at him with an angry face.

Got7 - Shields (1)

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You could hear the people talking loudly, beyond the door. You didn’t know how many were stuffed in that room. At least 100 people, no there had to be more than that. 300 maybe? You had no clue. Your fist was crippled together as a small ball. You were so nervous, you felt like you could faint at any moment now. The corset under your big dress didn’t help with the breathing. What if you fell? What if there weren’t any men to marry? 

“Good luck dear, you remember how I taught you how to walk?”

 Your grandmother interrupted you. Her hands were on each side of your small petite shoulders. You closed your eyes and nodded. 

“You seem just as nervous as I was, just as your mother was”.

 Your eyes flew right open. 

“She was nervous?”

 You asked your grandmother. 

“Of course she was! I know she always seemed confident and strong, but if your grandfather and I had given her the choice to leave, she would have stormed out of that door”

She pointed at the big gate to your right. As if you hadn’t thought about it. She made a small signal with her small hand for you to lower your head. She held her hands beside your dark curls and your ear. 

“Don’t even think there aren’t any men, I saw some of them”

 Your mouth went dry. You couldn’t even speak. 

“Princess y/n. It’s about time”

One of your maids informed you. Your grandmother turned around leaving you all alone. 

“Oh y/n?”

 She almost yelled. You looked at her and waited for her mouth to move. “Breathe” She yelled down the hall. You took a deep breath of air into your already filled lungs. 

“Is the princess ready?”

 One of guards asked you. You put on your silver mask with gold glitter on. You straighten your dress, and then you nodded.

This festival was a celebration for the princess to find a shield. She had to find a prince. You were the only child of the king, your father; He and your mother never had a son. She died when you were 8 years old, ten years ago. You had seen your cousin doing this, it was quite easy actually. All you had to do was; Walk down the long aisle, let all the princes and important men see you, but only with your mask on. You then had to walk up to your father. Sit next to him, between him and your grandmother. If the men liked what they saw they could court you and “ask for permission” to marry you. If everything went smoothly then you would be married in no time and you would have your own shield, and you would become queen.

The guards opened the two big and heavy metal doors. Just as it happened you could see all the men wearing masks. It meant they were all here to see you. You lifted your big white dress and went down the long curved stairs. ‘Please, please don’t fall y/n’ you thought to yourself. After you walked perfectly down the long staircase you breathed normally again, as if you were actually able to breathe again. You looked forward and noticed all the men wearing masks, and you could see their family behind them. ‘At least 450 people’ you thought. You dad smiled as he saw you and greeted you to help you up the stairs. Your dad walked up to the microphone and was ready for his speech.

“Welcome” He started. “I am thrilled to see so many young men, and their families behind them. Of course only one young man will win my daughters heart”

You blushed at his words, you were happy you had a mask on.

“All of your shields matter to us, the royal family, no matter who she chooses. And I hope we can all continue with our alliances. Of course it’s a bit hard to see all of these men wanting to marry your daughter” he laughed.

The entire room laughed at his small joke. Your grandmother poked your hand. You knew she wanted to say something.

“That young man has been staring at you as soon you walked down the staircase”

You couldn’t tell if he was a young man or just a man. His arms were.. buff. Even you could see that, even if you had quite a distance. Your grandmother was right; you peeked through our mask and saw he wasn’t listening to your father’s speech. He literally stared at you. You blushed. You could tell he had blond hair. His entire suit was silver. He had to be important to have that color on his suit.

– “Now, all the men who still want my daughter’s hand in marriage may follow this guard”

He pointed at the aisle. He walked through the aisle and almost every one of the young men who was wearing masks followed him. Your dad sat down beside you

“Found someone interesting?” You blushed.


He smirked

“That boy over there didn’t even listen to one of my words, he just stared at you”

You laughed. You grandmother took your hand

“Now remember, in the first round you can pick 30, then 20, and then for last you can pick 10”.

You shook your head

“I bet they’re all leaving”.

“They are not, you see all the masks? They’re gone; they’re waiting behind that curtain. All of those young are waiting for a ‘yes’”

After one hour of “No” and “No”. All you wanted to see was the man in silver, you wanted to see him.

“You’re waiting for him, aren’t you?” Your grandmother asked you and you lightly bit your lip and nodded.

Just as you looked up, you saw on the wall, the lion shield appear. And the silver man walked up to you, kissing your hand. You were in complete shock. All of the men kissed your hand, but he surprised you. He bowed to you

“My princess, I’m strong, muscular and would always protect you from harm. Please consider me”

To be honest you expected much more, but his gaze was still glued to you, and you couldn’t say no.


came out from your mouth. His smile appeared. He kissed your hand again and whispered

“See you soon, princess”.

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anonymous asked:

Oh my gosh you are seriously such an amazing writer! Do you think you could do number 7 with Kylo?

Thank you so much, lovely!

#7 || I almost I lost you

As everything around you was working out (what seemed to be) perfectly, it all instantly crumbled under your feet–literally. Like captains would go down with their sinking ship, you’d think higher rank members of the First Order would go down with their base as there was no way you could leave your post behind without finishing what they started. But, of course, there were those who you claimed to be chicken and practically ran out the moment they heard a ‘boom’. “General, where is the commander?!” You called out, pushing against the rushing traffic of men and women trying to escape the base before it exploded.

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