When you’re on the metro swiping through photos on your phone and the moment a cute guy sits next to you and the photo you swipe to is a picture of your ass and he gives you a weird look and you’re just trying to play it cool xD
he surveyed them all again - and held out his hand to cassian. cassian took it, and held out his other hand for mor. then mor extended her other to azriel. azriel to amren. amren to nesta. nesta to elain. and elain to me. until we were all linked, all bound together.
rhys said, “we will walk onto that field and only accept death when it comes to haul us away to the otherworld. we will fight for life, for survival, for our futures. but if it is decided by that tapestry or fate or the cauldron or the mother that we do not walk off that field today…” his chin lifted. “the great joy and honor of my life has been to know you. to call you my family. and I am grateful - more than I can possibly say - that I was given this time with you all.“
living in a point-and-click/hidden object game must be so wild like
want to go to the shop to buy some milk? Okay just hop in the car.
you’ve lost your car keys.
look around for them, but they’re nowhere to be found. you’ve recently found
there’s a mouse living in your house and you saw it holding something shiny
earlier. maybe its got your car keys? so you go to lure it out with some
cheese. except you don’t have any cheese in your fridge. so you go over to your
neighbour’s house and ask if you could borrow a little bit of cheese. they say
yeah but they need to find their handkerchief first. it’s gone missing and they
simply must have it. after some looking you spot it caught on a
telephone wire. your neighbour has a ladder but most of the rungs are broken.
so you go to the forest and gather up some wood. while there, you meet another
neighbour who’s lost their favourite necklace, and asks you to tell them if you
see it. there’s an a abandoned shed in the wood and in it you find a rusty old
hammer. there are nails, but they’re bent and rusty. so then you scout
around your house, your neighbours house, the wood, the shed, and your otherneighbours house, and collect up some random shards to metal that are just
back to your first neighbour’s house and fix the ladder with the rusty hammer
and random metal shards
the (dubiously-fixed) ladder, you get their hankie from the phone line. the
moment you’re back on the ground, the ladder breaks but who gives a fuck
because you got the handkerchief. you give the hankie to your neighbour,
they give you the cheese. you go and put the cheese outside a mousehole. the
mouse comes out
holding a marble.
drops the marble, and you pick it up.
outside, and there’s a kid searching around. they lost their favourite marble,
but they found this nice necklace. you give the kid the marble. they give you
back to the woods. your necklace-neighbour isn’t there. you go to their house.
they’re not there. you go to the handkerchief neighbour’s house. not there.
your house. not there. eventually you find them in some ignorable part of the
map that has had no relevance to now and will have no relevance again.
give the neighbour the necklace.
claim they found your car keys out in your drive.
you can go to the shop and get some milk
home. read a specific piece of paper to get the code to your garage, and
collect three keys.
the keys and the code, you open your garage.
Plot:How does is feel to be arranged to be married to a cocky, arrogant Mafia leader? Once you look at his face, you think you’re lucky, but then he opens his mouth.
Pairing:Jeon Jungkook x Reader
Genre:Angst, (eventual) smut, Mafia au!
Notes: Welp, since so many of you asked for it, here is a part two!! There are two other stories which need a continuation as well, so I might keep requests closed for a while.. Sorry about that. I hope you don’t mind. Feel free to ask me questions, though! Ya’ll are so nice to me! 2,053 Words
The ride to the vacation home wasn’t as bad as you thought it would be. Your husband actually gave you the space you needed. There were brief glares exchanged between the two of you, a whole lot of drinking, and forced slumber – it was a 3 hour ride, after all.
When the both of you had finally reached, the luggage was taken out by the bodyguards who had come along, and brought to your huge master bedroom. It was twice the size of your father’s office – if not, bigger – the bed was king-sized, and adorned with silk sheets. The walk-in wardrobe was already stacked with clothes for both sexes, making you wonder why you had even brought luggage in the first place.
“Too small, honestly,” Jungkook commented, plopping down on the couch by the fireplace. “My room is bigger than this.”
There he was, ruining the moment again. It was a good thing you were too exhausted to fight with him; but that didn’t mask over the fact that you still wanted to knock him out.
AU where Harry randomly calls home to ask Draco about his day and he interrupts him at every end of a sentence with an “I love you, you know that right?” And Draco keeps rolling his eyes because sappy Potter just can’t stop being so extra. Draco later ends the call because he has to go back to his paperwork and Harry asks him to take care.
It’s 3AM and Harry still isn’t home. Draco gets another phone call from him and he yells at the phone the moment he answers because “Fuck Potter, I’m worried sick where the fuck are you??” But it’s not Potter, it’s Kingsley.
It’s 4AM when Draco arrives at the ministry and Kingsley tells him the news.
5AM and Draco is clinging to Harry’s jacket, breaking down in Pansy’s arms because “Fuck you, Potter why didn’t you tell me.”
It was 4 in the afternoon when Harry had been badly injured and rushed to St. Mungo’s, and all he kept asking for was his phone because he knew he wasn’t gonna make it, and the last thing he wanted to hear was Draco’s voice.
orders tons of new bookshelves for the common room so everyone can put up their books on display; lives with their laptop, never lets it out of their sight; thick sensible coats and lace-up shoes; constantly chipped nail polish; any attempts at a messy bun always end up looking too messy; long debates in the common room that can sometimes go on until dawn; shared study mixes on spotify.
multi-coloured nail polishes scattered around which everyone just shares; an odd-socks box in the common room; always using the camera on their phone, capturing every moment; big fluffy jumpers; cute messages written in steam on the mirrors in the bathroom; monthly full-house slumber parties with popcorn and movies.
black doc martins and fitted leather jackets; chewed down nails; scattered eyeliner pencils in the bathroom; "these are MY doc martins" "no they're MINE"; secret journals with weekly goals; inside jokes; styling each others hair.
gold accessories - necklaces, bracelets, anklets, rings; oversized jean jackets; friday night is games night, and anyone can join in for a full night of board games; the black market in the common room, if you know who to ask you can get all sorts of forbidden goods; red lipstick kisses stained on all the mirrors.