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New!!! Nendoroid Petites: Jumpsuit Version!

They’re not up for Pre-Order yet, but they’re going to be sold at Wonder Festival 2016 in the Good Smile/Max Factory booth called “WONDERFUL HOBBY LIFE FOR YOU!!24″ (I personally don’t know what the 24 is for, but…oh well. ^^; ) After that, they will be released in November!

The detail and expressions are awesome! As you can see, Jyushimatsu comes with his orange cone. ^^; And there are two cards with stands that can serve as backgrounds! (It would be perfect if you bought the other set of Nendoroid Petites! )

Size: 35mm
Material: ABS, PVC

Apulian red-figure rhyton in the shape of a galloping horse.  Artist unknown; ca. 340 BCE.  Found at Canosa di Puglia, Italy (ancient Greek Canusion/Roman Canusium); now in the Petit Palais, Paris.

Morning After - Sicheng

Requested: i love your works omg!! can you please do a fluffy morning after for winwin? your winwin scenarios are seriously amazing aaaa

A/N: Shortest thing I’ve ever written…

Word Count: 190

You brushed Sicheng’s dark hair from his eyes, your soft fingertips brushing his smooth forehead gently.
You smiled, scooting closer, nuzzling into his warm chest affectionately. His lithe fingers wove through your thick, tangled hair.
Murmuring quietly, your lips brushed the smooth planes of his chest. He answered your quiet murmurs with a low grumble, his chest rumbling.

“What time is it?”

You whined lowly, not ready to leave the comfort of your bed.
Sensually, your pressed gentle kisses to his chest, nosing at his collar adorably. He relaxed against the warm sheets, embracing your petite figure.
He craned his neck, kissing your shoulder innocently. He chuckled lowly, making you squirm. Impatient, Sicheng embraced your waist, rolling over. He snuggled into the juncture of your neck, his frame melding against your own.
His breathing slowed, his long lashes brushing your warm skin as his eyes fluttered close.
You raked your hands through his thick locks gently before embracing his lean frame, lulling him to sleep.

“We overslept!” you cried, frantically pushing your boyfriend from your frame.

He groaned into the pillow, turning from your noisy cries.

“10 more minutes-”


          “ You are aware that any charlatan can stitch together a doll,
                 make it look like yours truly, and claim that the lock of hair 
                      attached to it gives you CONTROL over me…      

                                                                       aren’t you?

it is truly a merry belated christmas & new year for @lordiism <333

The Joker x Harley Quinn - Act of Loneliness ( Rated M smut)

This is just a bit of Harley x Joker. Based loosely on Mad Love where the Joker rejects Harley. I gave it a sweet ending because…I guess I’m feeling mushy! I hope you enjoy it!

Warning- SMUT, anal, fingering, punishment, Daddy kink, small amount of violence, rejection

Originally posted by okeyidontknow

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SHE DRANK HER ALE AT THE BAR (or, “There’s literally nothing about this that isn’t absolutely delightful”)

(thanks to HorribleSanity over on Twitter, who posted this up ages ago!)

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Sometime ago, I was asking people about what Mysme fanfiction should I write and one of them jokingly said ‘Jumin X Elizabeth’ and I thought it was really creative. So I did exactly that. Just wanted to share this quick one-shot of them. Hahahaha. Enjoy~

Every time she passes by, I can’t help but feel as though I want to own all of her. It is quite ironic as I already do own her.

Her pure white hair, not one strand of stain nor gray, swishing back and forth as she walks elegantly across the room. Those deep blue orbs that seem as if they can see right through your soul.

An elegant and petite figure such as hers would never compare to anyone else. My one and only special cat, Elizabeth 3rd. 🐱

I feel like I’m missing something… But I don’t know what it is.

“It’s quite a tedious task to choose a different tie to wear everyday…” I ponder to myself while I scan through the line of ties placed neatly on my table.

Suddenly, I felt something soft go through my leg.

“Meoooow!” it was Elizabeth who was rubbing her body against me.

I pet her head lovingly. “I see that you’ve finished your breakfast. I hope you enjoyed the meal Heston Blumenthal (He’s my idooool) has especially prepared for you.

As I was busy admiring Elizabeth, I noticed my phone vibrating.

I would like to hope that it wouldn’t be assistant Kang but of course, that would be most likely. After all, no one but her calls me at this time.

"Mr. Han.” a womanly voice could be heard from the other line when I picked up.

“Yes, assistant Kang.” I answer indifferently, still preoccupied with Elizabeth and my choice of tie for the day.

“Please come to the office as soon as you can. The Oil Prince has come on short notice in order to present something to you.”

The Oil Prince… I don’t particularly care what he has to hand over but he’s a valuable asset to our company so I have no other choice.

“I’ll be right there.” Immediately hanging up, I grab a simple gray and black checkered tie and head to the door.

I look behind me and bend down to see the cat that’s been following me as I was walking.

I sigh a heavy one just like how I always do when I have to leave for work. “It hurts my heart to have to leave you everyday like this, Elizabeth 3rd. If I could, I would give anything to be able to have you by my side everyday. Taking you to the outside is far too much. You’ll get tainted so forgive me. Know that you mean the whole world to me.” I turn back and head out the door.

“Driver Kim, please head to the office.” I sat down and opened the RFA messenger to see what has happened while I was gone.

It’s full of Zen’s narcissism yet again. I swear… If he has to show extreme love for something, it should be for Elizabeth The 3rd.

707 won’t stop talking about how much he wants to hold ‘Elly’ in his arms. I’ve told him never to call her Elly but he just doesn’t listen.

“We’ve arrived, Mr. Han.” I get off the car and head inside the 50 storey building.

“Good morning, Mr. Han.” Numerous employees line up in front of me, but not blocking my way.

I see assistant Kang not too far, trying to catch up to me. “Mr. Han, the Oil Prince is right outside the office waiting.”

“All right.” I gave a firm response and Assistant Kang and I walk straight to my office.

As the elevator opens, I notice a white turban although not as white as Elizabeth’s. The Oil Prince’s foreign face turned around with a big smile. “Mr. Han! See you… well, yes?!”

“Yes, I see that you’re well as well. Good morning. Please, step into my office.” at my gesture, one of the guards opens the door for us but the Oil Prince declined saying: “No, no! I come here…for you, special gift! Need to go… Asap!”

Gently, I turn him down. “I have no reason to accept a gift from one such as you so I must decline. I do appreciate the thought.”

“No, no!” He grins widely and brings out a little rusty copper pot with a long spout than usual that seems as though it’s from the Arabian or Egyptian period. Kind of stereotypical of him to give, actually.

“This is…” I ponder. I don’t think I’ve seen something like this before.

I glance at assistant Kang and as though she read my mind, she answered: “It’s a lamp, sir.”

A lamp…

Ah, that 'magical item that grants wishes’ or so I’ve heard.

The Oil Prince shoves the lamp to me without any hint of retreating. “Take it, take it! Gift from me to you!”

Well… If he insists that much… I don’t suppose I have any reason to refuse…

I cautiously take the lamp and thank him. He grinned widely and immediately left, excusing himself most politely.

I head into my office holding the lamp to place on the edge of my desk and sit down to take a gander at the new mountain of work papers that need to be signed and revised.

“Assistant Kang,” I call her while looking at one of the papers about protecting wild life.

“Yes, Mr. Han?”

“What are your thoughts on engineering new food for all cats to enjoy?” Suddenly, everything turned silent but was later disrupted by her phone call.

“Oh, excuse me, Mr. Han, I have an important business call with one of our main sponsors.” she excuses herself and leaves. I suppose she avoided the topic on purpose or it may have been just me.

I decided to leave it be and return to my mountain of endless work.

It’s boring. Everyday is always like this. It’s a routine, I suppose…. Has it always been like this?

Hours pass and I start missing Elizabeth 3rd.

On instinct, I turn on my phone and stare lovingly at my wallpaper of my precious Elizabeth.

If Elizabeth were a human, I wonder if I would love her as much as she is now…

“Meow!” my messenger app’s sudden notification shocked me a little wherein I jerked the table a little and caused the gift-given lamp to fall down.

“Oh.” as opposed to what I am supposed to feel, I let out a slightly less panicked expression.

I stand up and notice a puddle forming on my imported cashmere carpet.

“What on earth… ” I stare gallanty at the puddle forming bigger and deeper than it should be.

A few seconds later, something red was slowly emerging from it and it was… “Yo, Mr. Trust Fundkid! ฅ(๑*▽*๑)ฅ!!”

“This is a dream.” I sit back down on my chair thinking from where the dream started.

Nothing weird has happened so far so I can’t tell when and where I had fallen asleep.

This is quite a dilemma… I still have a lot of work to do…

“Hey, hey! Are you ignoring me now?! I’ve come here especially for you, secret agent 707! Ta-dah! Mwah! (๑ơ ₃ ơ)♥ I’ve hacked into your dream! I was aiming for your heart but this will do.” Seven’s quirky personality is as irritating as in real life.

Why does he even have an emoji in person. I suppose since this is a dream, all realism and laws of science and common sense have been stripped away.

“If you’re here to annoy me then you’ve done perfectly well.”

“Σ(⊙▽⊙”) But I haven’t done anything yet?“

"Exactly.” I cross my arms together. I don’t seem to be waking up so I might as well comply with this shenanigan. “Well, what are you here for?”

“Hehe! (* ̄︶ ̄*)” He grinned widely and did a Sailor Moon pose… Whatever that is. The author is writing things I don’t even have knowledge about.

“Duuuude! You don’t know who Sailor Moon is?! °Д°” Seven starts butting in.

“I’m not butting in! (。ŏ_ŏ)(。ŏ_ŏ)(。ŏ_ŏ)”

Now he’s reading my mind. This is getting out of hand…

“Ai to segi no, sailor fuku bishoujo senshi Saaaaaailor Mooon! Tsuki ni kowatte, oshiokiyo! (*´∇`*)” he’s starting to do some weird poses again and speaking in Japanese.

“This is my and Elizabeth 3rd’s story so stop it.”


(Me: (。•́︿•̀。)(。•́︿•̀。)(。•́︿•̀。)(。•́︿•̀。))


(Me: Yessiiiir ︶︿︶)

“Yesssiiiiir.  ̄へ ̄” Seven straightens himself up and raises both of his arms. “Anyway, I’m here right now becauseeee….drum roll please!” and he takes out two lamps from his jacket’s pockets. “Did you lose the gold lamp or the silver lamp? (๑•̀ω•́)”

“Neither.” I answer bluntly.

“Tandadadaaaah!!! (σ≧▽≦)σ We have a winneeer!!” and so, the two lamps disappear and gets replaced with confetti cups which he popped right in front of my face.

With an unamused look, I sweep off the confetti that fell on me.

“Because of your honesty, I will grant you one wish! ≧∇≦ So what is it?”

“If I wake up, I can actually buy anything I want with my money so I suppose I should wish for something impossible… Though I don’t support the fact that finding comfort and drowning in my dreams would do me any good.” considering this rare chance, I should choose wisely even if it is just a dream.

“How about something for Elly, yeah? (○゚ε゚○)”

He’s right.

“Course I’m right, bruh! I’m special agent, 707, meow! Hehe! (⌒o⌒)”

All right, ignoring Seven for now…

“Ouch, man. ٩(●˙—˙●)۶”

What should I wish for Elizabeth… A mansion… A penthouse… No, I could buy all of those with just a snap of my fingers.

“'If Elizabeth were a human, I wonder if I would love her as much as she is now…’ ʕ•ﻌ•ʔ” Seven whispers in my ear my earlier thoughts.

“That’s actually not such a bad idea… Well, possibly.”

“Right? You can have your very own cat girl! But no r18 stuff, okay? That’s a no-no! (。ì _ í。)” I get karate chopped on the head lightly.

“Then I want Elizabeth to turn into a human.”

“All right. I will grant your wish!! Abraaaaaaa cadabra! Alazakam shazam!!! ♪☆\(^0^\) ♪(/^-^)/☆”

He has an emoji for every single dialogue, that’s too much.

“All rigggght, I’ve done my magic! (ノ•^•)ノ♡ Elly has been turned into a full fledged human. But…” he looks down and his expression shifts from a happy one to a sad one. “Don’t sleep for too long, okay? You’re forgetting the most important someone to you…”

“The most important…?” Who am I forgetting…

“Yeah, the looooong cat!” he pulls out a cat with a very long body from the puddle and he laughs wholeheartedly. “Isn’t she cute? Hahaha! But don’t worry, Elly is still number 1 in my heart. ≥﹏≤”

I walk over to where Seven is and push his head down, hoping that he would disappear into the puddle which, surprisingly, worked.

Still… My beloved cat turning into a human… Without noticing, I was smiling like an idiot and was already out the door. “Assistant Kang, I’m taking an early leave.”

“Wait, Mr. Han…?!” stopping for nothing, I took a car and drove back home.

When I arrived at my door, my heart started beating just a little faster… I have never been this excited except whenever I see Elizabeth…

Increasing the suspense, I slowly but surely open the door and lo and behold… There was a girl standing, her face and body turned against me.

I go over to her side and notice the simple sleeveless white dress she was wearing. Her snow colored hair that fell all the way to her hips and her pale white skin as though they’ve been bathed under milk for quite some time.

“Elizabeth…” I murmur without thinking and the unfamiliar girl turned around and looked at me with wide eyes.

A thin and pretty face she has. Her eyes are still as round and beautiful as when she was a cat. Her lips are pink and plump just like her cheeks. She’s flawless. Just how I am imagining her to be…


Somehow… I don’t feel very attracted…

Well, of course, she IS a cat and she is just a figment of my imagination… But somehow, this is very different from what I am supposed to feel.

'Jumin…’ I hear a familiar voice and I turned around but… No one was there.


Anyway, disregarding the strange voice, Elizabeth 3rd is right in front of me, as a human. She looks so much like a frail porcelain doll that if I so much as touch her, I feel that she’d shatter into a million pieces.

“Ju… min.” was the first word she uttered. Her voice was small and girly, just like how I intended it to be.

“I am a human meow!” her voice was getting louder and higher the more she spoke. “Yay, meow! Meow that I’m human, I can be with Jumin everyday meow!”

She still has some feline mannerisms, I see.

Wanting to be with me everyday, is this really what she’s thinking or could it just be how I want her to think…

This is one of the reasons why I despise dreams. It’s nothing more than mere fantasies and when I wake up, it’ll leave one with emptiness and a craving for the sweetness of the dreams to return.

“You’re as beautiful as I thought you would be, Elizabeth. It would be nice to have you by my side everyday so to not leave you here feeling lonely everyday.”

“Okay meow!”

And so, everyday, I would bring Elizabeth to work. I felt fine since it was a dream. No one would stare, touch nor hurt her. She’s mine and mine alone.

'Jumin… What do you want for breakfast?’ I instinctively turn around but no one was there.

I constantly hear someone calling me for the past few days but when I search for the voice, there was no one to be found.

Is someone trying to wake me up…?

Strange as I live alone with Elizabeth.

It’s been days here in the dream world but it could have only been minutes in the real one.

I would never want to leave here…. Is what the me who’s been hypnotized would say but obviously, that’s unlikely as long as I still have my sanity.

“Meooow…! Jumin’s lap is so comfy meow! I love Jumin meow!”

“Elizabeth, as much I would like to have you by my side everyday, please don’t lay on my thighs as I am working.” I am unable to do my work efficiently if she continues to lay on me.

“But, Jumin meow! Spoil me meow, spoil me meow!!” her voice gets louder.

“Yes, of course.” I pet her constantly and she seems satisfied.

“Mmm… Comfy meow! Then next, I want new clothes and accessories and make up! The expensive ones, okay?” she purrs and I nod. “Of course, anything for you, Elizabeth.”

There was a knock on the door. “Mr. Han, may I come in?” it was assistant Kang.

“You may enter.” At my call, assistant Kang went in with a disappointed look. “Mr. Han, you haven’t done proper work for the past few days.”

I won’t deny that. I’m too distracted in caring to Elizabeth’s every need.

“It just seems as though you’re being led on by her now that she’s a human. Agreeing to pamper her, give her everything she wants, Mr. Han, you’re spoiling her. She’s already gotten so used to it that she demands even more.”

“That is…”

'I love you, Jumin.’

I turned around again and it was the same womanly voice and yet there was no figure to be seen.

“Mr. Han, please realize it as soon as you can. What you’re missing. You won’t wake up from this dream if you keep it up.” Assistant Kang shows me a sad look in her eyes and I remained clueless.

“Yes, I know. Now, I’d like to advertise a commercials featuring Elizabeth.”

“Yay meow!! Thank you, Jumin meow! I love you, meow!” Elizabeth hugs me tightly.

“Of course, I love you too, Elizabeth. I’ll give you anything you want.”

A few more days pass and Elizabeth’s demands keep getting bigger but I still continue to give and give.

Somehow… I’m getting fed up.

No matter how much I give, she continues to say that she wants more, more, and more. It’s restricting and tiring. She doesn’t do anything and just sticks close to me everyday. She wasn’t this high maintenance when she was a cat.

She was quiet and elegant and didn’t ask for anything and always received what was given to her.

“Nee, Juuuumin meow! I want another set of clothes meow!” she smiles but it doesn’t affect me.

“No.” I answer firmly and she seemed a little put off. “W-what….meow? C-c'mon, Jumin, meow! I’m your darling Elizabeth, meow? You won’t say no to me-ow?”

“I admit, I thought I would love you even when you turned into a human but you are different from my Elizabeth 3rd. You ask for new things everyday and never get satisfied and try to get my attention with love. You’re no different from my father’s girlfriends. I will not follow in my father’s footsteps.” I continue, not hesitating to hurt her feelings.

Pursing her lips, she answers. “B-but Jumin, don’t you love me so much to the point that you’d spoil me?”

“I was wrong. I loved you as a cat and not as a human… The person who I fell in love with…” the person I love. If I remember, she was…

“She would always listen to me and give me an honest answer. She always tries to understand me and loves me regardless of my family or wealth. No one can replace her. Voicing out her thoughts, a selfless person… That was the kind of woman I fell in love with and the only woman I would ever spoil to this extent even in real life. She’s the woman I married and loved and met in a messenger app…” my heart was being filled with a warm light, slowly, I start recollecting my memories of her and then…


“Jumin…?” I opened my eyes to see a woman with long brown hair looking at me from above.

My thoughts become clearer and I notice that she is my wife.

“Good morning, Jumin. You’ve slept a lot today. Did you have a good dream?” she smiled like angel. She’s as beautiful as always.

I reach in to kiss her but I halt. She noticed and questioned me. “What’s wrong? Oh… Is it because I haven’t brushed my teeth yet? I’m sorry! I’ll go brush now!” she fumbled around and I stopped her.

She’s so cute. I would never not kiss her for such a reason. “I’m repenting… ” I murmur but it was loud enough for her to hear.

“Repenting…? Why?” she tilts her head adorably and I want to kiss her even more.

“Because I didn’t dream of you today. I even forgot you. The only person in my dream was a human Elizabeth that was far too annoying for her and my own good so I’m going to punish myself for not dreaming of you.” I hang my head a little low and she goes closer and kisses me lightly on the lips and giggles.

“Oh, Jumin… You shouldn’t go that far. I love you so much that I wouldn’t be sad nor angry about that and I know how much you love me so your love is all I need…” she says with brimming confidence. “Oh, speaking of Elizabeth, I haven’t fed her yet, excuse me-!” I pull her close and kiss her deeply.

Her cheeks turned beet red. “Wh-wha-whaaa… J-Jumin… What about Elizabeth?”

“She can wait.” and I spent another passionate morning with my beloved wife.

I still love my cat though. I hope she stays just the way as she is. Elizabeth 3rd.

~The End~


Harry Watson moodboard
“Harry and me don’t get on, never have. Clara and Harry split up three months ago and they’re getting a divorce… and Harry is a drinker.”

Petition for Youtube Edition Pop! Dolls

A large amount of attention has been brought to drawings of Youtube Edition Pop! dolls drawn by @dannegoma. I’ve seen a bunch of people requesting to have them become an actual item for sale, so I’ve created a petition to help make that idea a reality. If the petition gets enough signatures, I will directly contact the CEO of Funko, as well as the Funko contact email. If you’d like to help the petition, the link is: so if you’d like to have Youtube Edition Pop! dolls created, please help the petition and help spread it!

Mail January 14th

Kuranoo Narumi no ran

Naruchan Naruchan Naruchan

All of the effort Naru chan have put
Overflowing her solo concert
I really can feel her serious, straightforward, strong will
It’s really exciting …

I’m on tears from start until the end

She can perform
in many song
from cute songs
to cool songs…(*°Д°*)

I can tell
how much efforts she put
training by herself

the way she always hide her shyness
for me it’s very attractive and cute

petite figure
lovely face
I really can’t imagine her performing cool songs
but her dancing and singing overwhelm it all(*°∀°*)

naruchan … you’re so strong… 。

↑ ↑ ↑

before the show
I received this
from naruchan’s fans( ´ ▽ ` )thank you


『 Kimidake ni chu!chu!chu』
She perform it shyful
But because of that, it become more interesting

after the concert
I met naruchan
and she said this to me

It’s all because
I sing this song…
She choose to perform this song
I’m really really happy(´°Д°`)


This song
It does very embarassing to perform actually
「 chu!chu!chu! 」that part … lol

well for me too
I’m getting older and older
It become so hard for me to perform it …(´・ω・`)lol

Sakaguchi Nagisa no ran

from the opening until the ending
The Nagichan who always give her all … is so cute …

I’m a complete opposite
from sakaguchi nagisa chan

and for me
to be able become a double center
with her at Ima, Happy…
I can’t believe iiiit( ´°Д°` )

she shine
very brightly(*°△°*)

after the performance
Nagichan has some meeting and shooting
So I can’t met her…(´・_・`)

“Under the Stars”  ~  Fred x reader

“Can I request a Harry Potter imagine with a ship? I’m 5'3 and have a petit figure. I have blonde hair and hazel eyes. I love art and indie/alternative music. I’m also really into running and being outside in general.  I very introverted because I don’t like sharing things with people but I’m not socially awkward or anything. I love animals. I love creative people who I could sit and have random conversation about the universe with and I’m really into travelling. I’m also really into mermaids and supernatural things in general such as werewolfs, vampires, etc..I don’t know if this gives you enough information but thank you!” ~@mangomanhattan 

My first ship! AHHH!!! This was so much fun to do! Thank you so much for sending it in!

Originally posted by behindpotterscenes

I ship you with Fred Weasley. He seems very extroverted, so he’d initiate your conversations. He’d bring out your fun side, because of his pranks, not to mention the random conversations you two would have about Peeves and his shenanigans. There would never be a boring moment between the two of you, and when you were feeling down, he’d make sure to cheer you up. There’d be lots of cuddling, and during holidays, he’d bring you to the Burrow to spend time with you. His spontaneous personality would probably lead to late night picnics in his backyard.


There y/n sat: on the sofa in the Weasley’s living room, covered with a blanket and reading a book over merpeople and their habitation. Everyone else was still asleep, except for Mrs. Weasley, who was doing some late night cleaning in the kitchen. Y/n smiled as she turned the page, not hearing the footsteps coming down the stairs.

“What are you still doing up?” Fred flirted, leaning over the back of the couch over y/n’s shoulder. “Reading?”

She looked up from her book with a smirk. “And what if I am?”

He leaned closer to her. “Then stop.” he whispered.

“Why?” she whined playfully. “I’m reading about mermaids!”

Putting a finger over her lips, he grinned. “Shh…”

“What?” she mouthed.

In response, Fred nodded his head to the side toward the door. “Let’s go take a walk.”

“Can I bring my book?”

“If you bring your sweet self, a blanket, and a couple of pillows.” he winked. “I love it when you read to me, anyway.”

Y/n laughed quietly. “That doesn’t sound like just a walk.”

Rolling his eyes with a slight smirk, he laughed as well. “Well, a late night picnic then.”

As Mrs. Weasley left the kitchen, they acted as if they had never talked about such an idea. Y/n began reading her book aloud to Fred, which wasn’t that much of a surprise to his mother. She’d always find them doing that when they were alone. But, as soon as she shut the door to her bedroom, the two teens went straight to the kitchen, Fred grabbing a basket and some candles, and y/n grabbing some snacks. Fred helped pack the food in the basket quietly, and before heading out the side door, they gathered up some pillows, blankets, and y/n’s book.

They walked past the barn and into a quiet meadow. Only the chirps of crickets were heard (besides the movement of their feet against the tall blades of grass). Laying the blanket down in a flat spot, they smiled. After they set up the candles in a position where they wouldn’t fall, Fred lit them with his wand and then opened up the basket of goodies.

“So,” he began, “are you enjoying your stay with us?”

Y/n chewed her pumpkin pastry with a nod. “I am.” she said with her mouth full.

He chuckled at her. “Good.”

She swallowed. “Why wouldn’t I be? You’re mum is so sweet!”

“She can be a real pain in the arse sometimes.”

“But aren’t all parents?”

“That’s true.”He took another bite of his candy. “Wish you could stay here forever.”

Giggling with flattery, y/n bit her lip and looked away from Fred.

“We could do this all the time!” he continued. “Just you and I, outside in our jumpers, eating snacks in the star and candle light.”

She sighed happily. “Oh, Freddie.”

“Really, though!” He grabbed her hand gently. “I’ve loved having you stay with us.”

“What brought all this on?” Y/n questioned.

He shrugged. “It’s just that you’re leaving in a couple of days, and I’m gonna miss you.”

She giggled once more. “It’ll only be a week before we see each other again.”

“Yeah, but not like this.” he frowned. “It’ll be different.”

“Then maybe your ‘sneaky-sneak’ personality will come in handy.”

“Maybe…” he flirted.

All y/n could do at this point was laugh. She was tired, yet she wanted to finish the last chapter of her book. So, she picked it up and opened it, reading it aloud so Fred would calm down a bit.

He did just that. Listening to her read was one of the most delightful things, in his opinion. The sound of her voice made him feel like her was floating on a cloud way up in the sky. He smiled as she read each word with the most articulate tone. He couldn’t believe she was his.

As she finished up the last sentence of her book, Fred pulled some pillows beside him. He was getting pretty sleepy as well. Y/n laid her head on his shoulder after placing her book back down, Fred wrapping his arms around her just after.

“What if we lived underwater?” he asked in a hushed tone. “That’d be really cool.”

She grinned. “Or outer space. we’d be able to fly.”

“But isn’t swimming underwater like flying? I mean, if you really think about it, you’re just flying through a liquid substance.”

Their late night conversation turned into giggles, due to the amount of sugar they had ingested and how tired they were. Fred adjusted the pillows and laid down with y/n, both of them looking up at the twinkling stars.

He pointed to a star just above them. “That star reminds me of you.”

“And why is that?” she whispered, trying not to let him hear her scratchy, tired voice.

“Because it’s brightest, and probably the most prettiest.”

He kissed her forehead before she moved her head onto his chest. They held onto each other tightly with smiles on their faces, glad to finally get a chance to be alone with one another.

Fred rubbed her back soothingly. “I love you.”

“And I love you.” she replied, in a breath-y whisper.

Soon enough, y/n had fallen asleep. Fred smiled s he tucked a loose strand of her hair out of her face. He carefully grabbed his wand from beside him and called over another blanket, carefully laying it over the two of them. After, he put out all the candles that hadn’t yet burned out completely and put his wand back beside him. Holding y/n close, he fell asleep. Neither one of them had thought about what a commotion they would cause when they returned in the morning, but they didn’t seem to care. Sleeping under the stars seemed much too important to miss out on.