Tokyo in the 1930s - Awesome picture of Tokyo in the 1930s, seen from the air from South to North with the Sumida river in the middle. After more than 10 years later than this photo was made, during WW2, more than 50% of these buildings were destroyed by air raids on Japan, and the population dwindled from 6,700,000 to less than 2,800,000 citizens. This picture was scanned with 600 dpi and further repaired/optimized with Adobe Photoshop.
In this imagine, the reader is in a hedge maze of confusion. Childhoods are remembered, old friends make appearances, feelings surface, and things are changing at Hogwarts. As the Tri-Wizard tournament continues, the school and its visitors pause for the Yule Ball where green tendrils of jealousy seep from the walls and ice blue eyes.
Warnings: cursing, flashbacks
Y/N - your name
Y/N/N - your nickname
Y/C/N/N - your childhood nickname
~ - used to indicate the beginning/end of a flashback
~~~ - used to show passage of time
Word count: 2,419
“There goes Malfoy again.” Harry’s head jerks towards the platinum-haired boy. I can’t help but look down and feel a little guilty. “What Y/N?”
“Oh it’s nothing.” When I glance up, Draco looks away, passing down the hallway with long strides. I don’t know how we managed to grow so distant when we were once so close. Our families were always together when we were younger, but after we were split during the Sorting first-year all communication ceased. Since, he has soured, treating everyone around him like dirt under his perfectly polished shoes.
“Don’t lie to me. What’s wrong?” Harry’s green eyes are full of concern.
so you cant update dream*scar anymore due to the password issue?
OH i just searched by blog and I think you were looking at “DA”??? that’s deviantart xD i lost my pw to that place, not my own website.
d*s is on hiatus tho. i said as much on the site, and that it was because i was having wrist issues. those eased up after about and month and a half of resting it, and now it’s on hiatus while i finish up some commissions. sorry for the confusion ;0;/
I know we all love and miss our buddy Johann and want that person playing music to be him, but… Consider this.
The next episode will either focus on Taako or Magnus, so if it is Taako then just remember.. A certain skeleton man once spoke of wanting to be a conductor and the visual of a musically gifted Kravitz meeting Taako in a past life on another plane of existence..
In 1941 the order was made to create three all female air squads by Stalin one of these was the 588th Night Bomber Regiment. Even though the 588th were only equipped with Po-2 which were very obsolete even for that day they still managed to accomplish great night raids and bombing runs. By the end of the war the Night Witches had done about 30,000 bombing raids and dropped at least 23,000 tons of bombs of the Nazis. They gained the name Night Witches from the sound of their planes whooshing past at night, the German soldiers thought that the whoosh noise sounded like a whoosh of a broomstick through the night hence the name “Nachthexen” or “Night Witches”. The accomplishments of the 588th got some of the pilots and commanders the Hero of the Soviet Union which is the highest title they could have earned and rightfully so as they are true heroes of the night.
In the stillness of the night, the two of you lay on the comfy and soft bed that the two of you shared. Your fingers drew circles on his chest with your eyes becoming heavier and heavier by the minute. “Hey, babe, do you still remember the time when we first met?” You softly asked with your head on his chest, listening to his heart beating every single second.
It was just one of those nights when deep and serious conversations would just pop out. The soft breathing of Hyungwon was the only thing that you could hear, other than your own.
“Mmm, I surely do. You already had hearts in your eyes when you laid eyes on me.” Hyungwon teased as he twirls his long, slender fingers around your locks, eyes focused on the ceiling as he reminisces about how the two of you really met.
Scoffing at his remark, you rolled your eyes and lifted yourself off of him, elbows plopped on the mattress with you looking straight into his eyes as he looks down at you. “Yeah, right. You, yourself, couldn’t even stop yourself from asking me my number.”
Well, to be honest, the two of you are actually telling the truth. Both of you actually didn’t believe in love at first sight but when the two of you saw each other, it felt like everything stopped for some reason.
It was the twentieth day of the month and here you are sitting in the business class with your left seat vacant. The day was really tiring and the only thing you could ever want was just to head back to South Korea and rest up after working really hard. Leaning back on your seat, you looked at the window and just enjoyed watching the city lights from afar.
They said meeting your significant other at the airport or in the plane itself was something magical but you beg to differ. There was nothing magical about it when you get your hopes up and never meet them again as soon as the plane lands in a different country. For short, you never believed in love at first sight.
Heaving out a sigh, you couldn’t help but pout as it was taking a bit longer for the plane to take off, especially when they’re still waiting for all the passengers to board and settle in with their items of luggage. The business class wasn’t that packed but it was then soon to be packed when a group of men came in, looking like models of some sort, making you look away to stop yourself from drooling at how hot they looked.
Suddenly, in the midst of distracting yourself, a voice called out to you. “Excuse me, Miss, but is this seat taken?” Turning your head to look at the owner who soft-spoken asked you, you couldn’t help but stop when you met his gaze.
It seemed like you were looking at some beautiful Greek God and for the first time, you were startled at the fact that your heart was beating really fast, butterflies dancing through your tummy and the fact that everything somewhat stopped.
The man who stood in front of you glowed and you couldn’t help but shake your head, quickly looking away to calm your beating heart, “N-no. The seat’s free.”
“That’s good to hear.” He pauses as he looks at another man who was in his early thirties, “I’ll seat here, hyung.” And with that, he moved his long limbs to the front of his seat and gently sits down with such grace.
Taking a couple of deep breaths, your heart seemed to beat really fast, showing no signs of slowing down. This was the first time in history that you were that nervous around someone who you barely knew.
The man, on the other hand, couldn’t help but chuckle at how you fiddled with the hem of your handkerchief whilst trying to avoid looking at him. “I’m Hyungwon, by the way.” He introduces, catching you off-guard.
Your lips were slightly parted from the sudden introduction. Noticing how jittery you’ve become, Hyungwon offers you his hand before flashing you a smile. “My n-names [y/n].” you shyly said as you wrapped your hand around his outstretched hand, shaking it before letting it go after a second or two.
“So, where you heading to [y/n]-sshi?” Hyungwon politely asked as he tries to start a conversation with you. And this was unusual of him to start a conversation with someone whom he doesn’t even know. There something about you when he first laid his eyes on you and he knew that this plane ride would be something that he’d definitely enjoy.
Still taken aback at his gestures, you couldn’t help but let your face say it all. Hyungwon found it extremely fascinating at how easy you were to read as if he’s known you for decades. “Oh, [y/n], don’t worry. I don’t bite and hey, might as well make this plane ride worth it.”
Hyungwon was right and at some point, you couldn’t understand why you suddenly softened up. “You’re right.” The corner of your lips was tugged upwards as you slightly turned your body to Hyungwon and remembered his question.
“Oh, about your question. Well, I’m heading back to Korea, obviously since I’ve finally finished doing my job here in New York. How about you?”
Hyungwon didn’t know if you were just pulling his leg or something but it was completely written all over your face that you didn’t know a single thing about him. “I just finished some job too and my groupmates and I are finally gonna rest up and probably work on some new music.”
“Music? Woah, that’s really cool!” you beamed with your eyes twinkling with interest. “Man, I really have such high admiration for people, like you, who create music.”
“Why?” Hyungwon queries out of curiosity, propping his elbows on the arm rest and rests his chin on his palms. Why do you admire them so much tho? You carefully thought about it, tapping your bottom lip with your index finger as you clearly were gonna lose yourself to the train of thoughts.
“I.. just have a huge admiration for them. You know, like they’re so amazing to come up with lyrics and melodies that could help someone out go through the pain that they’re going through or you know, make their day by just simply listening to the music that they’ve created.”
Hyungwon definitely understood what you meant and for the first time, he somewhat appreciates you. “You know what I mean right? Like the message that you guys write somewhat talks to their very souls as if they’re connected or something.”
“Yeah, I do. To be honest, for some reason, you’re really different [y/n]. Different in a good way.”
Chuckling at his awkward compliment, you nodded your head and muttered thanks before the two of you were interrupted with the intercom, instructions being announced throughout the whole plane.
With your seatbelts fastened, you looked at the flight attendant demonstrating the typical things that you should do when something happens, where the exit is and whatnots. Somehow you’ve almost memorized every single thing they’ve said since you’ve been flying back and forth for the past few weeks.
The plane was finally taking off and you couldn’t help but shut your eyes tightly from the force that got you glued on the seat’s backrest as the pilot quickly accelerates.
Hyungwon was pretty quick to notice the soft groans that left your lips. Slipping his hand on yours, he gives it a light squeeze, making you look at him with eyes filled with confusion.
“Don’t worry.” Two words were already enough to have you ease up. Finally, the plane smoothly flies and the warmth of Hyungwon’s hand was already gone.
Glancing towards his side, you nodded your head and flashed him a thankful smile. “If you weren’t here, I don’t know what I would do with the plane taking off.”
“That’s good to hear.”
Throughout the whole trip, the two of you were getting to know each other and it felt like the two of you just clicked. The two of you got to know a couple of things that both of you have in common and even got to the point when the two of you were watching the same movie, only to end up with you falling asleep in your seat as all the work you had that morning finally kicked in.
Hyungwon glances towards your direction and he couldn’t help but smile. You were peacefully sleeping with your lips slightly parted and your chest heaving every time you breathe.
Bringing his phone out, Hyungwon takes a photo of you and smiles to himself before he decides to rest up. Wrapping himself in the blanket offered to everyone, Hyungwon had drifted off without any problem.
Feeling a slight shake on his shoulder, Hyungwon’s eyes fluttered open and he was surprised to see you looking fresh. “We’re gonna land soon.” You muttered, making him widen his eyes. Glancing at the window, he couldn’t believe that everything happened so fast. The sun was finally out and he was able to see the skyscrapers from afar.
“Here, have some facial wipes and some face mist.” Accepting the facial wipes and mist you’ve offered to him, Hyungwon mindlessly wipes his fast, patting it dry before spraying the mist.
“Thanks.” Hyungwon hands you back the items, only to feel the electric shock running through his fingers after his skin grazes against yours.
The plane has finally landed and before you knew it, you were out of the plane with your luggage in hand. Hyungwon and you just said your goodbyes and you knew that you just got your hopes up, hoping that something was gonna happen between the two of you.
Waltzing your way across the airport, you were suddenly stopped by a pair of hands. Turning around to look at the person, you couldn’t help but let out a gasp when you saw Hyungwon heavily panting right before you.
“I can’t let this chance slip. [y/n], I know this may sound really weird and sudden but… can I have your number? It was really fun talking to you and all while we were on the plane and I was hoping that maybe… we can hang out sometime?”
Seeing the sheepish smile plastered on his face and the teasing smiles that his friends had, you couldn’t help but soften at the sight as you took his phone and punched your phone number in.
“I’d love to hang out with you sometimes Hyungwon. Just text me if you want to hang out, okay? Anyways, I have to go now since my boss is waiting for me already. It was nice meeting you Hyungwon, bye~!”
You could feel your heart swell in happiness. At some point, you kind of agree with the people who said that meeting people at the airport or plane was somewhat magical. Making your way through the exit, you were startled when you felt your phone buzz against your thighs, making you pull your phone out, only to smile at the message you’ve just received.
from: unknown number
hey, [y/n]! it’s me hyungwon ^^ so, how about grabbing a cup of coffee later in the afternoon at Miss Lee Cafe?
“But babe, don’t you think that it was such a beautiful fate for the two of us to meet?” You asked as you rested your head beside his, his arms wrapping around your waist, pulling you closer with a sleepy smile.
Just thinking about it made Hyungwon smile bigger, fingers pushing away the strands of hair covering your eyes. “If it was fate then I thank God for giving me such an amazing woman.”
“That’s enough, babe. Let’s catch some Zs now, shall we?” you muttered as you slowly closed your eyes, only to have it flutter open when you felt Hyungwon press his lips on yours, pulling right away before you could even react.
“Ssshh, let’s catch some Zs now, see you in your dreams babe. Love you!”
pairing: reader x kim taehyung genre: fluffety fluff
components: taehyung. a long flight. carrots. count: 2242 words
Three hours into your in-flight binge-watch, you became much too distracted by this man’s brightly colored pink hair to fully process whatever it was that was leaving his mouth. His eyes were lit as he animatedly went on about something — you weren’t quite sure what but he seemed damn excited about it. His mouth opened and closed. His lips were equally as pink as his hair but more enticing than you expected them to be.
The hand waving inches away from your face pulled you out of your fantasies that might be too inappropriate to say aloud. “Hey, hey, are you ignoring me?” The depth of his voice actually surprised you and you continued to stare at him.
“Uh, no.” You dumbly stated. How did you not notice that a man as beautiful as him was sitting next to you the whole time?
“Yes, you are.” His brows puckered in the middle of his forehead. “You completely disregarded my important facts about turnips.”
Turnips? “They were fascinating.” The lie slipped smoothly past your lips.
“AHA!” He exclaimed, causing you and the man next to him to jump and shoot deadly looks at him. His lips quirked up on the ends, a smug grin plastered on his face. He should really stop being so distracting if he expected you to pay attention. “I knew you were lying. I was talking about carrots and how crucial they are to your health. I noticed you picking them out earlier from your meal.”
“I’m not a huge fan,” you shrugged.
“But they’re great for you!” He slapped his hands down on the armrest that separated the two of you. His whole body was turned to face you. This amount of attention from a good-looking guy could make anyone blush. “But they’re great for you! Have you tried carrot cake? You can’t even taste the carrot.”
dan wilds: who wins: dan. dont fight her. she’s captain of the most disorganized team in class i exy that alone takes Serious Skill pal plus she currently holds the title of best gf in the world??? im sorry i dont make the rules this girl’s got brawns and brains and attitude down 2 boot i swear 2 god dont even try to fight her bby girl’s gonna beat ur ass faster than neil can say “im fine”
kevin day: who wins: you but mostly bc he’s too busy watching exy tapes to pay attention 2 u so u Could fight him but u could also be a decent fucking person
andrew minyard: who wins: lmao
matt boyd: who wins: matt. he’s one of the team’s backliners he knows how 2 play rough and he’s a giant??? he’s at least 6 feet tall and is fit as fuck?? slam dunk @ u homeboi’s the son of a boxer he knows what he’s doing but pls fight him so i can marry dan
aaron minyard: who wins: my guy he has literally killed a man
seth gordon: who wins: it’s a toss-up this boy starts up way more fights than he could finish he kicks kevin’s ass he kicks matt’s ass he kicks everyone’s ass he kicks his own ass
allison reynolds: who wins: allison. and look good while doing it too she’s probably one of those people who can run in heels and get in a brawl w someone while keeping her makeup hair and nails intact im both terrified and turned on
nicky hemmick: who wins: you. he wont care tho he’ll probably make a bet about how he loses too fucker’s transcended past the plane of giving a shit at this point he just wants everyone to be happy and spread love wherever he goes why would u do this 2 him
renee walker: who wins: lmao pt. 2
neil josten: who wins: let’s face it if ur in a fight w neil he probably started it in the first place smartmouthed little shit that he is but lay even just a single finger on this human scar museum and everyone’s gonna come @ u the team the fbi a british gang of mobsters run while u still can
Anyways I’ve never actually mentioned it here but I’m dragonkin? I don’t post about it cause I don’t want death threats, lmao, but idc today so.
But a basic rundown of what it actually is: I’m Wiccan, I’m a witch, we believe in past lives and other planes of existence etc. It’s my personal belief, due to dreams I’ve had, random deja vu I get, etc, that I used to be a dragon. It is purely a spiritual belief, like how maybe Catholics believe God is always with them or whatever, my dragon is always in me.
Occassionally I go into mental/emotional “shifts” where I act like my dragon did- generally aggressive, arrogant, superior (he was a dick), or other times I go into physical “shifts” where I will feel wings or other limbs. Both of these are extremely comforting states to be in, because I feel stronger and safer, therefore I do not fight them or try to logicalize them. If it’s all in my head, so be it, it’s clearly helping my anxiety and shit.
I can piece together memories by meditation, daydreaming, dreaming, etc, similarly to how a psychic may try to predict the future or whatever- except I’m trying to figure out my past. I remember things like my name, other dragons I knew, the places I used to frequent, and major events in my life. I also remember flying, and I miss it- imagine going on a go-kart or a speedboat, only in the sky and way faster. Skydiving, only vertical. Look up when it’s raining sometime, and you will get it.
I have known I was a dragon since before “otherkin” was a thing- in fact I started having dreams and memories when I was 8.
Things I do not do: have people use “dragon pronouns” to refer to me. (that’s stupid a male dragon is still a “he” wtf). Eat gems. Believe I am actually physically a dragon. Hallucinate wings on myself. Steal shit for my “hoard”. Burn shit down.
I’m aware I’m human, at least I am human now, thank you.
It’s cute that Ino thinks damage control is possible. But Sakura knows that this is the actual, real life end of the world and that there will be no recovering from this life-ruining disaster. In the spirit of this, she has collapsed into a melodramatic heap onto the purple shag rug and stares at the ceiling in existential crisis.
“What am I gonna dooo?” she moans.
Occupied by a mirror, Ino rolls her eyes. She’s halfway through applying her new Silver Shimmer eyeshadow and has no time for Sakura’s histrionics. “Girl, please. Sasuke gets nudes all the time, probably even deletes them without looking. Lord knows he never reads texts anyway.”
“He reads my texts!” Sakura wails, inconsolable.
The blonde whirls around, silver glitter flying everywhere as she assumes the hands-on-hips position of exasperated best friend. For someone so devastatingly smart and clever, Sakura can be awfully obtuse.
“That, Forehead Girl, is exactly my point.” A smug smile curls the corners of her lips. “You’re probably the one girl he wants to get nudes from. This is like early Christmas for him. And why would you take those pictures anyway if you weren’t planning on sending them, hmmm?”
Sakura’s mouth opens and closes, reminiscent of a fish out of water as her face turns a spectacular shade of red. “I didn’t–that’s not…none of your business, pig!”
But Ino just laughs, turning back to the mirror. “Better get it together, girlfriend, our study group meets in an hour and you look like a hot mess.”
Queasiness flashes across Sakura’s face. She’ll have to see Sasuke face-to-face, if he even shows up after the trauma of seeing her naked. What is she even supposed to say to him? ‘Hi yes, we study together four days a week but can you please forget that you saw me bent over in this new thong that I swear Ino made me buy and I don’t actually–’
Her frenzied imagination is interrupted by a loud buzz. Thoroughly disgruntled, Sakura hastily grabs her phone, ready to unleash the wrath of an anxiety-ridden co-ed on whoever dares interrupt her mental doomsday prepping. The text icon blinks on her screen, and she’s about to swipe it open when she freezes in terror.
I wept at miabicicletta‘s story Every star a sun, then I got to thinking about parent!lock in general and the tropes included in it and why I personally love those tropes. Then I got to thinking about how they could perhaps be subverted and to put a story short— AU where the Moriarty message never happened and I’m so sorry.
The door creaks open, the hallway light a slice of yellow against the dark and the stars in the sky still glitter. She turns her head, her hands tucked underneath her thighs. She outstretches one towards her little man. He grumbles, fingers on the doorknob and his other hand pulling at his curls. It’s the same old dream. She sees it in his face.
It’s so short I’m sorry..
Hey! can I please have a Luke Skywalker imagine where you are pregnant with his baby and he is Super Super protective over you. thanks xx love your writing btw
Super cute ask 😭💕 sorry it took so long to post!! Hope you enjoy 😘
Luke was known for being protective over me. He would hold me close at cantinas and during dinner parties. He would watch over me when Leia and I would talk, or when we raced around the millennium falcon. But since I’ve been pregnant for about 6 months? He’s been so protective he never ever leaves my side, no matter what. He even requests to stay home from small tasks just so he can watch over me.
There was an attack on the rebellion and Luke and the rebellion fighters were going back to fight back. But Luke was so reluctant, I told him I would be fine with Leia but he kept saying he would rather stay. I told him he had to, I ordered him to. He didn’t argue at my raised voice.
“I love you.” He yelled from his fighter plane. As he was about to go out to win, hopefully.
“I love you too!” I yell back smiling widely. I wave to him and walk back to the control room. Leia greets me right away by kissing my cheek then my baby bump.
“How is my baby mama?” She chirps.
“I’m great!” I smile and hold my back.
“Tired though.” I add looking around.
“Well sweetie lets get you to my place and we can take care of you there!” He smiles. As we walk to her big house not the rebel base planet she tells me all about her and Han. They are planning on children too, but not at this moment in time. She asks how Luke and I are doing and I tell her the same old same old.
“He’s always there when I need him.” I smile looking at the beautiful sunset.
“He loves you a lot.” She smirks at me.
“I love him too.” I grin,“I’m so glad we are having a child.” I place my hand on my stomach.
“Want some tea?” Leia asks from the kitchen.
“Oh! Yes please.” I laugh.
She brings out the tea and I feel the excitement rush through me. I haven’t had leias tea in ages. It’s amazing.
“Good?” She asks, all I do is bid happily and laugh to answer.
Luke is scheduled to return soon. The resistance had won and I knew he would be in a good mood. I can’t wait to see him. I hear the familiar roar of space craft and smile widely. I step outside and see the fighter planes fly past my head to the landing base. Luke will be home soon. I prepare dinner and set up some Cozzy blankets on the couch so we can snuggle, he loves to snuggle when he gets back from missions or anything really.
“Y/N!” I hear from outside. I giggle and run to the door. I swing open the door and I’m greeted by a massive hug. He swings me round and around until he gets dizzy.
“Oh I missed you.” I say still clinging onto his pilot suit.
“I missed you too.” He smiles at me.
“You made dinner?” He laughs.
“Yes I did handsome.” I reply kissing his cheek.
“Aw and blankets to cuddle.” He says in a sweet voice.
“You bet.” I laugh. I love it when Luke comes home.
“How are you and the baby?” He asks taking a bite of his pasta.
“We are both healthy and safe.” I smile also taking a small bite of my cheesy noodle.
“That’s so good to hear.” He smiles.
Once we are done with our meal we lay down on the couch. He lays down on his back and I lay next him him with one arm sprawled out on his body.
“ I love you ” was the last thing I had said to him before I fell asleep peacefully. Knowing I’d be safe when I wake up.