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Rising Sign/Ascendant Describtions

In this post, I will try my best to be as precise & informative as possible. This actually works if at least ¾ of the description fits a person. Try this out! 


Behaviour: activity, initiative, striving forward; a confident, dynamic even aggressive look, but sometimes a quite naive one

Physical Characteristics: diamond shaped face; rather wavy, chestnut brown hair; big eyes with bushy arched brows; usually a straight but droopy nose; thin or medium lips; small chin; very athletic; men often have granular skin on their face; blush; scars or marks on the head. 

Celebrities with Aries Rising: Rihanna, Shakira, John Lennon, Heath Ledger, Che Guevara, Penélope Cruz, Kendall Jenner, Morgan Freeman, Bill Cosby

Originally posted by lamirada-del-amor


Behaviour: serenity, good manners, charm; a soft, friendly look

Physical Characteristics: square shaped face; thick, straight, rather dark hair; natural, gradual eyebrows, big beautiful eyes with long lashes; full lips; often an upturned button nose; a short and thick neck, hunched shoulders; tendency to corpulence; women usually have large breasts and hips. 

Celebrities with Taurus Rising: Martin Luther King, Lana Del Rey, Mariah Carey, Halle Berry, David Beckham, Dave Gahan, Taylor Lautner, Zinedine Zidane, Snoop Dogg, Michael Schumacher, Cate Blanchett, Serena Williams

Originally posted by cute-guysxx


Behaviour: restlessness, multitasking; fast and permanent movements; countless contact with people, enthusiastic, charming, sociable with strangers,

Physical Characteristics: Oval face; thinning, sparse hair; rather small, close-set, squinty eyes, thin eyebrows; a direct, open, interested look; a straight middle long nose; slim & thin, rather short; usually look younger than they actually are

Celebrities with Gemini Rising: Lady GaGa, Amy Winehouse, Kristen Stewart, Sandra Bullock, Mick Jagger, Ashton Kutcher, Michelle Pfeiffer, Charlie Sheen, Matthew McConaughey, Ricky Martin, Tim Burton, LeBron James, Julianne Moore, Jackie Chan, Ben Stiller, Amy Adams

Originally posted by pepperjunkiereacts


Behaviour: quite talkative when it comes to someone’s problems, moodiness, somnolence, stubbornness, sensitivity, compassion; slow moves

Physical Characteristics: round face but cheekbones, quite pale; big, watery eyes, a naive, confused look; a small, upturned or even snub nose; a quite weak chin; full lips; often plump, small hands and feet, for women: rather big, well-formed breasts

Celebrities with Cancer Rising: Angelina Jolie, Cameron Diaz, Julia Roberts, Bill Gates, Kanye West, Juliette Binoche, Robert Pattinson, Ben Affleck, Robert De Niro, Mel Gibson, Tyra Banks, Mila Jovovich, Cindy Crawford, Romy Schneider, Michael Jordan, John Travolta, William Shakespeare, George Michael, Liv Tyler, Gary Oldman, Michael Phelps, Amy Lee

Originally posted by agizasikmalicikolata


Behaviour:  brightness, cheerfulness, confidence; high self-esteem; expressive manners

Physical Characteristics: mane of hair, usually ginger, auburn copper, if dark: premature greying, for men: premature alopecia; big, a little slanting, beautiful eyes, a friendly, playful look; Roman or Grecian Nose; massive upper body, muscular, broad shoulders but thin legs, large bones; confident, proud port

Celebrities with Leo Rising: Marilyn Monroe, Johnny Depp, Justin Timberlake, Selena Gomez, Al Pacino, Freddie Mercury, Celine Dion, Chris Brown, Robbie Williams, Jessica Alba, Meryl Streep, Drake, Pablo Picasso, Jack Nicholson, Will Smith, Marilyn Manson, George W. Bush, Katie Holmes, Kylie Minogue, Heidi Klum, Tina Turner, Jake Gyllenhaal, Robery Downey Jr, Adam Levine, Kate Moss, Muhammad Ali, Emma Stone, Sting, Eva Green

Originally posted by canadaloveselena


Behaviour: measured moves; a soft, melodic voice; cleanliness, discipline; classic dressing style

Physical Characteristics: large oval face, pale skin, especially unremarkable lineament, since all the features are proportional; rather hooded eyes; full lips; often small birthmarks around the nose/lips

Celebrities with Virgo Rising: Madonna, Nicolas Sarkozy, Keanu Reeves, Kurt Cobain, Sharon Stone, Uma Thurman, Steve Jobs, Emma Watson, Jay-Z, Bruce Willis, Charlize Theron, Tom Hanks, Nicole Scherzinger, Audrey Tautou, Roger Federer, Ryan Reynolds, Woody Allen, Chris Martin, Hugh Grant, Winston Churchill, Patrick Swayze, Kevin Costner, Leonard Cohen, Tiger Woods

Originally posted by cicatriz-exp


Behaviour: grace and beauty, dislike fraternising, prefer to stay distant,  diplomatic flair and perfectly able to engage the public; tact and delicacy, softness; elegance, dressed neatly

Physical Characteristics: a heart-shaped face, beautiful almond eyes but a cold and distant look; a smile that might seem forced, usually ash/honey brown hair; a slim button nose, dimples; a weak chest, narrow shoulders.

Celebrities with Libra Rising: Leonardo DiCaprio, Beyoncé, Jennifer Aniston, John F. Kennedy, Catherine - Duchess of Cambridge, Bill Clinton, Alain Delon, Jared Leto, Kate Winslet, Benedict Cumberbatch, George Harrison, Harrison Ford, Jean-Claude Van Damme, Frank Sinatra, Yoko Ono

Originally posted by yes-dicaprio


Behaviour: personal magnetism, attractiveness, excessive seriousness, deep, raucous voice; unemotional, cold

Physical Characteristics: diamond shaped face, usually a dark, curly hair; close thick brows; rather small, squinty eyes, sneak-like, icy, piercing look; long, hooked nose; thin lips; big chin; men usually have a beard and longer hair; athletic body

Celebrities with Scorpio Rising: Nicole Kidman, Hillary Clinton, Katy Perry, Natalie Portman, Vladimir Putin, Justin Bieber, Tom Cruise, Napoleon I, Prince, Vanessa Paradis,  Charlie Chaplin, Robin Williams, Bjork, Jim Carrey, Sigmund Freud, Clint Eastwood, Edward Norton, Rafael Nadal, James Franco, Ludwig van Beethoven, Enrique Iglesias, Eva Longoria, Mike Tyson, Rachel McAdams, Michael Douglas, Margaret Thatcher, Claudia Schiffer, Vin Diesel, Lewis Hamilton, Jimmy Page

Originally posted by ofallingstar


Behaviour: Optimism, sense of humour, kindness, enjoy their authority

Physical Characteristics : long, square-shaped face, high forehead (early alopecia for men); thick, bushy eyebrows; a confident, almost arrogant look; very tall, often plump; large, bony hands

Celebrities with Sagittarius Rising: Brad Pitt, Jodie Foster, Scarlett Johansson,  Diana - Princess of Wales, Elvis Presley, Kim Kardashian, Eminem, Brigitte Bardot, Leonardo DaVinci, Oprah Winfrey, Paris Hilton, Jennifer Lawrence, Bruce Lee, Marlon Brando, Elizabeth Taylor, Jimi Hendrix, Jude Law, Bob Marley, Mila Kunis, Nelson Mandela, Sylvester Stallone, Ellen DeGeneres, Alicia Keys, Angela Merkel, Bob Dylan, Bradley Cooper, Nicolas Cage, Winona Ryder, Coco Chanel, Michael Fassbender, Elton John

Originally posted by takingcare-of-business


Behaviour: grouchiness, seriousness, overconcern; usually look older while they’re young and extremely young at older age; calm and restrained

Physical Characteristics: very sharp-cut features, many wrinkles; short stature; big, dark, deep-set eyes, thick but short eyebrows; high forehead, a long nose, a sharp chin; the look is direct and stubborn; earth colours: tanned skin tone, dark hair; thick bones

Celebrities with Capricorn Rising: Monica Belucci, Taylor Swift, Megan Fox, Cristiano Ronaldo, Ariana Grande, Giselle Bundchen, Gwen Stefani, Sean Connery,  Prince Harry of Wales, Bono, Zac Efron, Naomi Campbell, Kylie Jenner, Sophie Loren, Zooey Deschanel, Novak Djokovic, Anthony Hopkins, Lenny Kravitz,  Lorde, Carrie Fisher, Chuck Norris

Originally posted by voulair


Behaviour: friendly, open to new ideas, but intolerant of other people’s shortcomings and overly sarcastic; look & dress very unusually, like to play the clown; eccentricity and freedom in every movement; ever-young; provocative, but confused & innocent at the same time

Physical Characteristics: excessive growth, very thin; squinty, upturned, darting, blurred eyes; long fingers; thin lips

Celebrities with Aquarius Rising: Barack Obama, Cristina Aquilera, David Bowie, Jim Morrison, Russell Crowe, Nicki Minaj, Orlando Bloom, Audrey Hepburn, Adele, Matt Damon, J.K. Rowling, Abraham Lincoln, Lionel Messi, Ian Somerhalder,  Janis Joplin, Ayrton Senna, Oscar Pistorius, Yves Saint-Laurant, Whoopi Goldberg

Originally posted by pinkustation


Behaviour: daydreaming, shows good towards others; mystic, self-oriented and tired look, kind but a little shy

Physical Characteristics : a round face; thick, shiny, dark hair; long straight nose; bright almond, extremely beautiful eyes; pale and with eye circles; small hands and feet

Celebrities with Pisces Rising: Michael Jackson, Demi Moore, George Clooney, Ryan Gosling, Whitney Houston, Paul McCartney, Zayn Malik, Gwyneth Paltrow, Adriana Lima, Demi Lovato, Antonio Banderas, Vanessa Hudgens, Johnny Cash, Kaley Cuoco, Andrew Garfield, Ellen Pompeo

Originally posted by yourreactiongifs

Questions I need answers to in the finale
  • Where the fuck is Grundy’s gun? Is it the same one Alice was brandishing at Hal?
  • Was FP working for Clifford and did he kidnap Jason and tie him up in the basement of the Whyte Wyrm?
  • Were the drugs FP was peddling actually Cliff’s?
  • WTF did Gladys say to Juggie? (sidenote: I will never forgive her for making him cry!!)
  • Are Kevin and Joaquin reuniting? How did Kevin not know Joaquin was shady when he knew he was part of the Serpents and they were drug dealers?
  • Who the fuck pays someone to do their dirty deeds in a monogrammed bag?
  • Why the fuck could Hal not tell Polly to stop dating Jason because they were distant cousins? If that’s really such a big deal? (Sidenote: It’s not)
  • Did Cheryl and Penny off Cliff? Wtf was that synchronized hand movement pointing Keller to the warehouse? (So creepy)
  • Did Penny know all along that her husband was a drug dealer? Did she suspect he may have killed Jason? Did Cheryl ? Hint: she wasn’t surprised at all when Betty called her
  • How the fuck does Jason resemble Archie? (sidenote: it’d be great if the Andrews clan were related to the Bloopers as well, that’d kill any B/arfchie completely, seeing as this distant cousin thing is still considered incest)
  • Who the fuck filmed the murder? (FP)
  • How the fuck did Cliff Blossom know about the small window he’d have to plant the gun in FPs trailer?  
  • Why the fuck did he torture Jason?
  • How much of FPs confession is true? (I’m guessing the part about freezing the body and then throwing it in the river later is since it was corroborated by Joaquin and also all the scenes we were shown in flashback - Jason meeting him and him torching the car)
  • Wtf are the Blossoms hiding in the east wing?
  • Why the fuck did Cliff have all those wigs? (and I need a better explanation than one for every mood)
  • Who the fuck told Hiram about Fred and Hermione?
  • Who the fuck was Jason supposed to deliver the drugs to?
  • Wtf was Cliff paying Hiram perpetuity for?  
  • So was the ghost of grandpappy Blossom with his throat slit (the one that caused Cliff’s hair to turn prematurely grey) actually the ghost of Grandpappy Cooper, previously Blossom, now Blooper?
  • Does the maple syrup business not exist at all???  
  • Has Juggie been suspended from school? (Fuck you, Weatherbee!)
  • Has someone told Gladys Jones that her husband’s in jail and her son is homeless living on charity in a place where he’s not wanted? 
  • When is FP getting out of jail?

anonymous asked:

Hello, first I must say I'm very fond of your writing! Second, I have a prompt for you ^^ : Qui Gon didn't take Obi Wan as his padawan (the reason is up to you). Instead Dooku or Yoda (I can't choose which I want to hear the most about...) takes him. If it's Dooku the reaction of Qui Gon to a very much younger brother padawan would be very fun and the same goes for Dooku with Yoda. I hope it's ok and understanddable ^^" Thank you for all you do <3

Hey, it’s been a while since you sent this and I’m sorry I didn’t get to it earlier - it seemed like a prompt that needed a 300,000 word fic to go along with it, and not just a oneshot, so I focused on my other fics instead. Sorry. :P I’ve figured out a way around it, though - this is Qui-Gon meeting Obi-Wan, in a supposed AU where Dooku took Obi-Wan as his padawan.

A note to my regular readers: Dooku is not nearly as much of a bat without compassion as he is in canon or TSS, here. He’s almost…nice. And Xanatos stayed with the Order; everything is fluffy clouds and unicorns.

A Much Younger Brother

“Qui-Gon,” a familiar, smooth voice says, over Qui-Gon’s shoulder. “I see you have returned.”

Biting back a retort that a sudden appearance over one’s shoulder in the nearly-dark Archives after a year-long mission qualifies more as a jump-scare than anything, Qui-Gon turns in place, murmuring respectfully, “Master, I trust you are-”

He stops. Stares.

There is a pair of bright blue yes peeking out from behind Dooku’s expansive, dark cloak.

Qui-Gon looks up at his former master, one arm still slung over the back of his chair in the act of standing up.

“Qui-Gon,” his former master says, inconsequentially - “My new apprentice, Obi-Wan Kenobi. Obi-Wan - my former apprentice, Qui-Gon Jinn.”

Dooku moves aside slightly as he says this, and the blue eyes are revealed to be set in a little elfin face, below untamed, russet locks and above what looks like a horrendously cute pair of dimples.

“Greetings, Master Jinn,” a flute-like voice says, as the little padawan bows.

Qui-Gon notes that Obi-Wan’s new padawan braid is so short that it does not swing with the movement - it sticks straight out behind his ear, instead.

Inexplicably, the image almost makes Qui-Gon let loose a chortle. As it is, he has to hide a cough as he stands.

Obi-Wan straightens, and takes in Qui-Gon gargantuan height and well-grown beard. His eyes widen, and he looks suddenly back at his master, and at his lineage-brother again, and then back at his master-

“I think your new padawan’s re-evaluating your possible age,” Qui-Gon says, dryly.

“Nonsense,” Dooku says. “If anything, your beard appears to have gone prematurely grey.”

“Says the man with the silver-edged hair.”

“I’m only a decade your senior,” Dooku counters.

Obi-Wan visibly perks up, interested.

Qui-Gon leans down and whispers in his ear. “I’m forty-five standard.”

Obi-Wan grins, widely. “Got it,” he whispers back. “I’m eleven standard.”

“Qui-Gon,” Dooku says, with a longsuffering sigh. “What did you tell him?”

“I said nothing of your age, Master,” Qui-Gon deadpans as he straightens. “Dinner?”

Obi-Wan perks up even more at that, if it were possible; he almost seems to bounce.

Dooku glances down at him. “It would seem wise.”

They leave the archives for the refectory together, Qui-Gon striding beside Dooku, and Obi-Wan a half-step to the side and one step behind Dooku’s right shoulder.

Until, of course, the two masters separate slightly, leaving a space between them, and a little beckoning of Qui-Gon’s hand is all the prompting Obi-Wan needs to dart forward and walk with his master on one side and his lineage-brother on the other.

“Obi-Wan, remind me to introduce you to Feemor and Xanatos.”

“You will most certainly not, Qui-Gon-”

“They’ll be good influences!”

“Do exactly the opposite of what they tell you to, padawan,” Dooku advises.

“Yes, Master.” A pause. “Even if they tell me to follow you and Master Jinn’s orders?”

Qui-Gon throws back his head and laughs out loud, even as his former master’s faint smile shows itself a pace to his right.


I might feel inclined to add to this AU sometimes, so I’ve tagged this little brother AU. All future add-ons to this AU will be in that tag.

Thanks for waiting for this, anon! And thank you <3

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Sherlolly Week 2017 Day 2: First Date

(The rating is still G on this one. Set in S1, sometime after ASiP but before TGG.)


“Sherlock?  What are you doing here?  Do you have another case already?” Molly asked, setting her bag on the lab table.  He’d only left a few hours before.

“Nope.  John has a date and I’m not to return to the flat until two at the earliest, which, I have to say, is highly optimistic of him considering the length of his shower this morning.”  He went back to looking at whatever slide he had in the microscope.

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ok but consider this:

*slides paper across a table to the rest of the fandom*

An Overwatch cruise ship AU.( this is one of the most self indulgent things i will ever write. i need this. I’ve had a shit year.)


>Hanzo is the aloof personal trainer for the on ship gym. 

i havent decided what mcree does but maybe he works on the engine or in the casino. he moons at hanzo in his time off using the ships gym. hanzo is ripped and mcree is ALL ABOUT THAT mysterious loner guy who never skips leg day omg. So mccree goes to the gym more because hes bored and theres mysterious eye candy. hanzo once chides him for not doing enough cardio or w/e and mccree takes his advice very seriously. 

>Tracer is a cruise director. all that energy shed be perfect! widowmaker is impressed and disgusted and just wants to pretend her heart doesent shiver when tracer winks does finger guns at her in the hall. Widowmaker is first mate or maybe a life guard. at one point she uses binoculars from the bridge to stare at tracers ass. idk i just really enjoy the idea of her periscoping on the booty. 

>76 is the captian of the ship. he and reyes are husbands and 76 gets teased for going prematurely grey. reyes might be the captian of another ship or maybe he just works as the head of security. they are cute and they argue a lot but they run a tight ship and just rly love eachother.

>pharah works for the onboard security and looks baller as hell in her all black button down and maybe a tie? she needs a tie. (why?because i say so.)mercy is of course the adorable overworked on board doctor her office is parallell to pharahs and sometimes she gets caught day dreaming about Pharah sunbathing or taking her for a ride in the helicopter. angela is a simple woman who knows what she wants. pharah thinks its illegal to be as cute as angela. she has a wayward fantasy for putting her under arrest telling her just that. #selfindulgentlevelmaxed

>theres lots more but idk if this is for anyone else. it doesn’t matter because i love it and im gonna actually write it and publish it. 

themes include lots of people who work  on the ship are “running from something or avoiding something” idk its a thought

if you have anything to add to this let me know omg come scream at me pls. 

Also i just bought Overwatch on ps4 and i would love to play with other people from tumblr?

High School Band AU: Ch. 3

Man, I got so carried away, this is so long! Hope you have patience to read all this.

Also hope you like it, of course! ^^

“Do you have a curfew or something?”

“Not that I can recall.” You never needed one, since you don’t go out too much at night.

“Oh, so you have a few hours to kill?”

“I guess…” both yours and his voices are muffled due to your helmets. Also, yours is a little tight, guess of all the girls that hopped on his bike, you have the biggest head.

You thought he was taking you to the ice cream shop or that place with the French fries, you heard some girls that are in your class talking about these places where Zen usually takes his dates, but… of course you’re not his date, so it makes sense he’s taking you somewhere else… right?

Okay, so you’re not a date, you’re just… how did he say that time in the audition? Weird quiet girl sitting in the back? Yep, and add a big head to that! And… you don’t want to go all paranoid again, but… does he take all weird quiet big headed girls to this neighborhood? What have they done to deserve this?

Yes, it’s hard not to tilt your head, trying to find some place familiar, and not get insanely scared when you’re not able to. Where are you? Why is he taking you to this part of town?

He stops the bike side to side to a whole line of motorcycles, you’re still looking at these fancy Harley-Davidson when Zen clears his throat, his hair tickles your forearm lightly, that’s when you realize you’re still grabbing his shirt in his sides.

“O-oh… sorry.” You quickly pry your hands and take your helmet off, avoiding any glance to the rearview mirror. You can’t even imagine how awful your hair must look right now.

“If you were that scared, you could have just wrapped your arms around my waist, you know that?” he says jumping out of the bike and offering his hand to help you.

“I wasn’t scared.” You pretend you didn’t see his hand and jump out by the other side of the bike.

“Of course you weren’t.” you’re pretty sure he’s being sarcastic, though his tone doesn’t sound like that, so it’s better just ignore it.

“So, what are we doing here? Looking for trouble?”

“With you dressed like that? Maybe…”

“What’s wrong with my clothes?”

“You know, those shorts are a little… short?”

“Shorts being short? I did not see that coming…” you roll your eyes and give him a lazy smile.

“Seriously, just take my jacket, MC.” He takes his leather jacket off and hands to you, you were about to refuse, but his serious expression and tone made you reconsider.

“Do you have a fake ID or something?”

“Well, I wasn’t feeling like committing a crime today, so I forgot mine home.” You try to accentuate your words with your hands, but his jacket is so big on you the sleeves are covering up until your fingers… you must look so pathetic right now.

He chuckles looking at you. Yeah, not even your sarcasm can be taken seriously when you’re wearing a leather circus tent all over your body.

“Maybe I still have one… here. Let me check.” He leans closer and reaches for the inner pocket of his jacket. His fingers brush slightly in your belly, making you shiver. He’s close, really close! Is his hair really silver? Isn’t that premature grey hair? Who cares? It’s so beautiful, it looks so soft, if you could just…

“Found it! Here you go, MC!” he hands you a little rectangle made of plastic. “Or should I say, Miss… Lana Del Rey, 24 years?”

“Wait, does it really say Lana Del Rey?” yes, it does. “Oh. My. God! And the photo is Lana Del Rey too! Couldn’t you even get an asian chick, at least?”

“An asian girl named Lana Del Rey?” he has a point… wait, he doesn’t. Actually… you don’t see what would be a better option in this.

“Zen… whatever you’re thinking, nobody will believe I’m 24 and my name is Lana Del Rey.”

“Well, tell that to Marshall Bruce Matthers, 25 years old, who gets into that club every Saturday night.”

“Marshall Bruce… you mean Eminem?” he looks at you puzzled. Hum, not a big hip hop fan here, apparently. But wait… a … club?

“I… don’t think it’s a good idea, Zen…”


“Whatever. I don’t think we should go into a biker’s bar, we’re…”

“Biker’s bar?” he looks at where he parked his bike, oh yeah, in front of a well known bar where bikers get together to get drunk and angry. “Oh… no, MC. We’re not going there, we’re going… there.” He holds your shoulders to turn you to face this night club, where flamingos made of neon shine, indicating that you’re welcome to Pay It no Mind.

“A… gay bar?”

“Have you been here before?”

“No, I… just heard about it. Have you… been here before?”

“Yeah, a friend of mine own this place and I leave my guitar in the backstage there.” you blink a couple of times and you both stare at each other, in silence, then he jumps in surprise. “Oh, he’s really my friend, he’s not my… boyfriend or anything. I don’t… I don’t date guys.” He clears his throat.” So don’t worry, cutie, I’m straight.” Don’t worry? You feel like rolling your eyes so hard they’ll end up stuck in the back of your head. “So… shall we?”

“Zen… Marshall. I’m… I’m too young, I’ve never been in a place like this, what if is dangerous?”

“What kind of danger you would face in a place where all the guys don’t want anything to do with you?”

“I… I don’t know! You never know! I…”

“Are you scared? Like you were in my bike?”

“I wasn’t scared back then and I’m not scared right now!” you realize you’re actually yelling, okay, now this is really pathetic. “Why would you even bring me here?”

“To have some fun. It was probably a weird stressful day for you, you know, being kidnapped by Saeyoung, then having to breath the same air as Jumin Han for so long…”

“You don’t like Jumin?”

“I… it’s not that I don’t like him, it’s just… he does some things that I disagree with…”

“What things?”

“Uh-uh! We’re not playing this game! You won’t do this cute face and expect I just forget what we’re here for. Come on, Lana!” he grabs your hand, you would fight if you weren’t confused. What Jumin does that Zen would consider wrong? That guy doesn’t seem the type to do anything wrong… and… were you being cute? How would you even look cute with your messy hair and this jacket swallowing you?

“Good to see you again, Marshall. Have fun, Lana.” The guy that watches the entrance barely looks to your IDs, oh… so security isn’t really strict, that’s why two asian kids can pretend to be two white famous singers and walk into a club just like this.

“Zenny! You’re back!” the bartender greets him cheerfully. “Hi, honey!” then he waves for you with a big smile, you wave back, shyly.

“Hey, dude! Good to see you.” This guy approaches him, giving him that familiar jock greeting when guys bump shoulders brutally. Hum… odd scene for a gay bar… or maybe it’s just you not being able to run from gay people stereotypes… “And you must be Zen’s new girl!”

“I… I’m not…

“She´s, she’s not… she’s hum… Mystic Messenger’s new vocalist.”

“Oh… that girl who sang Barbra?” he hugs you, you widen your eyes in shock, you’re not used to this kind of affection all of a sudden. “Hyun talked a lot about you, he couldn’t keep his mouth shut, but I’m glad he’s getting what he wants, at least.” The guy brushes his fingers in your hand… that is still holding Zen’s, you immediately pull away and blush. “Awww, you were right. She’s cute.”

“Yeah, yeah, you’re making her uncomfortable. Just quit!” he sounds really annoyed. Hum… maybe he is the one uncomfortable here?

Then this guy invites you two to his table at a VIP section and Zen doesn’t look so uncomfortable anymore. And as you watch these people dancing and having fun, you realize you’re not uncomfortable either. You’re having fun, just like Zen wanted you to.  

“So… you two are neighborhood friends, for like…”

“10 years?” Zen nods. “Yeah, something like this. Can you believe? This fella here is like 4 years younger than me and yet, he saved my ass from some guys trying to beat me up for being… well, you know by now…”

“Gay.” You say bluntly, why would he be scared of saying this in a place like this?

“Exactly. Who could tell, right? Our little bad boy here likes to protect minorities, isn’t he cute?”

“Yeah… I mean, protecting minorities is… cute. Actually, it’s important, not… cute.” The guy chuckles, making you feel really good. You wouldn’t like to let him bothered in a place where he can be absolutely himself.

“You’re cute too, huh? Wearing a jacket that is twice your size, having this frizzy hair, you almost look like a little kid…” Hum… “It’s almost hard to believe you’re a vocalist of a high school band…”

“Come on, bro. Just leave her alone…”

“No, I want to hear more. Why can’t you believe?”

“I don’t know. You don’t seem… sexy enough for this.” You narrow your eyes, biting the inner part of your cheek.

“MC… let it go… he’s just teasing you.”

“I want to know! As far as I’m aware, I should be a good singer, my… sex appeal or whatever shouldn’t play a part on this. Right, Zen?”

“Well…” he looks to the side, avoiding your eyes. “B-But I disagree with him, MC. I think you’re sexy! I mean… you’re cute… I mean…”

“Dude, just shut up…” you glare at them both. “You see, cutie?”

“I’m not seeing anything. Not yet. Tell me… do you have an electric guitar here?”

“MC…?” Zen meets your gaze. “What are you thinking?”

“Do you?”

“Yeah, it’s in the back, Zen plays it here sometimes…”

“Come on, Zen.” You get out of the table and head to the little stage.

“Shit, this girl is crazy!” Zen follows you. “MC, what are you thinking?”

“I just want to have some fun, Zenny. Can you grab the guitar in the back, please?” you say smiling and reaching for some hair elastic bands in the pockets of your shorts, tying your hair in two piggy tails.

Okay, Zen is scared and excited, the fire in your eyes is… impressive, he can’t take his eyes from you under these colorful lights, you remind him… of himself, getting ready to a performance for the musical theater club… that one he never had a chance to actually talk to you?

“Fine. Grab the mic. I’ll follow you.” You smile at him, and he feels super hot, for some reason.

You go up the little stage of the club, and a great amount of eyes drop on you. You shiver, but this one is bigger than that one you felt when Zen touched you.

“H-Hi… Ladies and gentlemen and… ugh, who am I kidding? Fuck gender, am I right?” you gain some cheers and whistles. Okay… don’t screw this up, MC… think!

You run to Zen, who’s setting the guitar equipment, and whisper something quickly to him. He nods and smiles, watching you reassume your position in the mic.

Zen plays the intro. You cannot believe he actually knows the song…

“You don’t have to be beautiful to turn me on. I just need your body, babe, from dusk till dawn… You don’t need experience to turn me on. You just leave it all up to me, I’m gonna show you what it’s all about.”

The audience quickly plays along, you look behind you and Zen is smiling while looking down to the chords of the guitar.

“You got to not talk dirty, baby, if you wanna impress me. You can’t be too flirty, mama, 
And know how to undress me (Yeah) I want to be your fantasy, maybe you could be mine
You just leave it all up to me, we could have a good time”

Then he joins you in the mic for the chorus

“You don’t have to be rich to be my girl , you don’t have to be cool to rule my world
Ain’t no particular sign I’m more compatible with. I just want your extra time and your… kiss.”

You end up the little impromptu performance feeling hot, but you’re shivering at the same time, it’s amazing! And you don’t know how to describe. But the audience cheering you makes you feel like you’re in top of the world.

Then Zen hugs you, and you hug him back. You don’t mind right now, he was amazing just following you like this. He is… much more than you could imagine, huh?

You two meet his friend a little after you got off the stage, both of you smirking teasingly.

“Look at you! You know how to do sexy, huh?”

“Nah… I just know how to have fun.” Then you look at Zen and smile.


It’s Monday, and you walk these hallways triumphally, still tasting that rush from Saturday night. Ah, the audience… the stage… the guitar player… it was perfect! And nobody knows a shit about this, so this victory feels like it’s yours, just yours… and Zen’s, alright.

Or maybe this isn’t something so particular… you feel pairs of eyes checking on you, or… maybe it’s just your imagination?

You are heading to your locker when a cold hand meets your shoulder from behind. You look to find its owner and…


“I’m calling an emergency meeting. Come with me.” He uses his hand to guide you, you’re confused, but… your learned by now not to mess with him, dude is scary! And handsome… you didn’t have a chance to notice his features, but now that he’s so close… and angry…

“Something wrong, MC?” shit! He realized you’ve been staring…

“I…I… you tell me.”

“Don’t worry. I know it’s not your fault.”

“F-fault?” he walks you to this abandoned room. You know this place, it used to be the musical theater room…  but why is it so dark and… why is Jumin taking you to a dark room?

Okay, first of all, this room isn’t dark. Second, you need to get your mind out of the gutter, this is becoming very troublesome… you barely walk the room and Saeyoung runs to hug you.

“Oh, my little viral is here!”

“Your… what?” oh no… could it be?

Sure you’ve noticed a few cameras among the audience, Zen sent you the links for the videos, but… a viral? No, it couldn’t be, the video with most views just reached like, 200 views.

“Saeyoung, it’s not a viral.” You state as you see the same video from before, yep, 200 views.

“Well, it is a start, you never know what can go viral.”

“After two days? Well…” Jaehee apparently agrees with you.

“Ahh, you’re just like my brother, why don’t you let me have even small things?” he does a dramatic gesture and looks to his brother, who basically ignores him.

“Jumin, why did you call a meeting? Class will start soon.” Yoosung says, clearly annoyed and probably a little sleepy. Oh, so he’s grumpy in the morning, that’s unexpected.

“Yes, I’ll be quick, we just need Zen here and… ah, here you are.” Zens walks in, his eyes immediately meet your and he smiles.

“How was the rest of your weekend, Lana?” you just giggle and blush slightly. “What’s with this fuss, jerk? I hate coming to class in the first period and you know that!”

“I’m doing you a favor, since you’re here, you could actually, you know, go to class?”

“Don’t tell me what to do and just cut the crap, asshole! What do you want?”

“I want to scold you for taking a freshman to a nightclub and putting her up a stage for her to be filmed and watched by everyone on Youtube.” Everyone? It’s just 200 people…

“Jumin, Zen didn’t make me do anything, I…”

“MC, you’re new here, I don’t know you very much, but I know him very well. You can’t expose our new vocalist like this, Zen.”

“Dude! You’re so uptight! We were just having fun!”

“Oh, I see how much fun you were having, the way you looked at her clothes and the song you picked. Tsk… you’re so vulgar.” Excuse me?

“Jumin, I really hate this word.” You say, and all the eyes in the room go to you.


“Vulgar. It’s such an awful word! Do you think Prince is vulgar?”

“MC, I… didn’t mean it like this. I…”

“Then what did you mean, dude? Because you can’t call MC vulgar! And can we actually talk about how you’re the last person to judge what’s vulgar and what’s not?”

“Zen, I got this…” you say, your hand goes to his shoulder, which he gently pries away.

“It’s fine, MC. This jerk needs to listen! Playing the moralist on me? You, Jumin? Who are you to say anything about vulgarity and… morality and…? You’re such a hypocrite!” he steps towards Jumin, uh oh…

“Dude, calm your ass down…” Shit! Even Saeran is telling him to chill, what’s happening?

“I hate guys like you! You do the shit and then just walk away like nothing ever happened, right? But what if everybody knew who you really are, Jumin? What if V knew?” it’s quick as a bolt, you just see Jumin grabbing Zen by his collar shirt.

Saeyoung places himself in front of you, like he’s protecting you. But from what? They won’t really start a fight, will they?

“You’ll keep your mouth shut if you know what’s good for you.” That’s all you hear Jumin muttering. Saeran and Yoosung try to separate them, but Jumin is tightening the grip. Shit!

“Guys… let’s calm down. We don’t want anybody finding out we’re using this room for the band meetings, so we can’t drive attention, especially this kind of attention. Jumin… let him go.” Jaehee says as she’s talking to two kids. Jumin’s eyes quickly meet your curious and horrified ones… then he lets Zen go. Everybody is finally able to exhale.

What the fuck just happened here?

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thegaypumpingthroughyourveins  asked:

Graves retires after the whole Grindelwald bullshit. He still passes at the MACUSA but he uses that time to finally flirt and bang all the people he had a lil crush on over the years. Tina, Abernathy, that one foreign delegate when he sees him again, etc etc.

AH I see where this came from XD It’s back - and still such a fun thought.

They all thought retirement would drive the man crazy. Graves always had been a focused man - his entire life dedicated to the pursuit of justice and the safety of the wizarding world in America. It gave him premature grey hairs and wrinkles at his frown lines. But he always seemed to be most like himself, most on top of his game, when he was knee deep in a case. When he had announced he was retiring - his eyes opened from his time in captivity - they thought it wouldn’t last. Surely he’d lose his mind from boredom. Surely he’d be back.

And he was back. He visited often as a consultant per Picquery’s request, just…not in exactly the same way as they expected.

He still wore his finely tailored suits only now he wore them far more casually - his top few buttons unbuttoned, his tie loose around his neck if even there at all. Crisp white shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows to expose a writhing tattoo on one forearm they had never known existed. Was it new?

He’s tanner now. Healthier. Even more fit, if that were possible. He brings food he cooked first hand because, according to him, he had just acquired culinary art as a hobby and who better to test it on than his stupid team of quibbling aurors that would sooner eat hotdogs until they died than bring themselves a proper meal to work.

They don’t mention that he used to skip meals entirely.

He gains weight, but it’s all muscle. Tina feels her heart skip a beat every time he passes. His aura is if anything more dominant, more confident - unworried about responsibilities or repercussions or anything of the sort. He can’t be punished if he says something out of line, not that he does - but he does speak his mind far more freely than he ever used to. 

For instance, his comment the moment Tina managed to wrestle Abernathy down to the mat during a no-magic self defense training session. 

“Good on you, Tina,” he growls, his voice thick with pride and amusement. “About time someone spanked the man right, showed him to humble the fuck up a bit.”

Tina and Abernathy scramble away from each other and Grave’s howling laughter haunts them even as he walks away.

He’s different, is all Tina is saying.

He’s loose in a way he never used to be. Bold where he once bit his tongue in the name of professionalism. He slaps O’Brien’s butt with a hearty clap in congratulations when the man successfully conjured a rather complex spell Graves had been teaching him. O’Brien’s blush still hasn’t faded days later.

It isn’t until Queenie is at her desk sharing lunch with her that it all comes to a head. Her darling sister suddenly sits up straight in her chair with a squeak and blushes red. 

“Queenie? What’s wrong?” Tina asks, unaware that her sister is very definitely avoiding looking at Graves as the man passes by them on his way to the training arena with Abernathy in tow - his hand on the back of the man’s neck, thumb brushing the fine hairs there. Tina doesn’t notice; misses the searing, hungry gaze Graves gives her all the while.

“Oh, nothing,” she says innocently although she knows she’s blushing. “You’ll find out for yourself soon enough.”

Shiiiiiit ok, I gotta stop. I’ve got a migraine building - time to go bury myself in a dark room to die. But I will continue this @thegaypumpingthroughyourveins - cause I know you’re likely about to kill me for leaving it where I did. XD

anonymous asked:

Your art is so beautiful, I could literally stare at it for hours. And yakuzaya is officially my new favorite thing. Thank you for this perfection.

Thank you) Izaya and Yakuza merry bunch are my most fav drrr characters tbh, finally found a neat way to mix them together

Sherlock College AU part 2

So I wrote a short Sherlock College AU fic a while ago, and while I wasn’t really happy with the fic itself, the idea wouldn’t leave me alone… So now, after several days I have written a very long, incredibly fluffy/shippy Sherlolly fic… If you’re interested, Part one is here but I tried to write part 2 in such a way that you don’t need to read part one if you don’t feel like it… Anyway…  Enjoy!

Summary: Molly and Sherlock finish watching The Princess Bride…

Molly sat on her dorm room floor as she poured over her notes on the cardiovascular system for what felt like the thousandth time that week. She could feel her eyes starting to glaze over. How long had she been studying? She glanced at her alarm clock. 3 hours. Ugh! No wonder her back was starting to complain…

A knock at their door caused her to look up. Standing in the open doorway was the lanky young man who had saved her from an evening of roaming the halls while her room was “occupied” the night before.

“Sherlock!” Molly said with a smile.

She was a little surprised to see him. While he had offered to hang out again after their impromptu viewing of The Princess Bride had been interrupted, she’d just assumed it was to get in a dig at his roommate, John, for reclaiming his laptop after Sherlock “borrowed” it.


He leaned his slender frame casually against the door post, looking rather dashing in a Belstaff coat and indigo scarf Molly thought.

“Found this wedged in the futon this afternoon.” He tossed her something which she clumsily managed to catch. Her phone!

“I wondered where this went! I nearly turned Conan Hall upside down looking for it.”

“I hope you lifted with your knees. Conan’s a good sized building. Can’t have you hurting yourself this close to midterms.” He quipped playfully.  Molly couldn’t help but laugh.

Her roommate Sally glanced down in annoyance at the two of them from where she lay reading on her loft bed.

“Aren’t you the freak who was guessing people’s majors based on their socks the other day?” She asked condescendingly.

Molly shot her a look.

“It was their shoes,” Sherlock retorted. “And I never ‘guess.’ Though now that you mention it, judging by the state of your socks you might want to reconsider your field of study. Have you ever considered something more mechanically inclined?”

“Whatever…” Sally grumbled, rolling her eyes.

“Do you want to grab a bite to eat or something?” Molly asked Sherlock, attempting to divert attention from her roommate’s rude behavior.

“That’d be great.” Sherlock replied with a grin, his tone almost taunting Sally; a cheerful threat to come around more often.

Molly grabbed her jacket and bag and strolled out to meet him, making sure her phone was securely in her pocket this time.

“Seriously though, have you ever considered a career in air conditioner repair?” Sherlock jabbed before closing the door and following Molly into the hall. There was a loud thud against the door as what Molly assumed was Sally’s book hit squarely where Sherlock’s head would have been.

“I’m really sorry about that. My roommate she can…fuss.” Molly offered apologetically as they strolled down the hall, hoping he would catch her reference. She wasn’t sure how much he would remember having never seen The Princess Bride until she’d forced him to watch it with her.

Sherlock smiled. “I think she likes to scream at us.” He did get the reference. Good.

“Probably she means no harm…” She continued, keeping her tone casual as she fought a smile.

“She’s really very short on…charm!” Sherlock replied cheekily.

Molly couldn’t contain her grin any longer. “You’ve a great gift for rhyme.”

“Yes, yes… Some of the time.”

The two of them laughed, amused by this new little game. Molly began to relax a little, seeing that he wasn’t too phased by Sally’s unwelcome remarks.

“Did John ever let you finish the movie after I left?” Molly asked.

“No. He says he’s got a deadline for his piece in the school paper and has been guarding his laptop ever since he got back from his date.” Sherlock complained.

“What’s he writing about?” Molly inquired.

“Oh, I have no clue. I wasn’t listening when he told me.” Sherlock admitted with a shrug, not a trace of guilt in his voice.

Molly smiled. Most people she knew wouldn’t admit to that so unabashedly.

“How about we ask Greg? I’m sure he’d know,” She suggested, noticing the open door to their RA’s room.

“Greg?” Sherlock asked, confused.

“Yeah. He’s the editor of the paper.” Molly explained.

“I thought his name was Gavin…” Sherlock mused, sounding even more befuddled.

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anonymous asked:

Idea: Chariox AU where they adopt Akko. Chariot/Ursula is the magical mother hen who can and will kick your ass at the next PTA meeting HELEN... and super cool science mom Croix who is an endless source of panic and exasperation for Chariot, and both her and Akko's antics have been the cause of a few premature grey hairs.

I love how the fandom has basically appointed chariot and Croix as Akko’s adoptive mothers

fartimagines  asked:

How would the rfa, v, and saeran act when drunk?


  • downs all his drinks and gets even more drunk
  • he’s a heavyweight so something must have happened to make him get this drunk, we’re talking blackout drunk
  • the type to get into a fight (just please don’t go for the face!)
  • gets really passionate about theater all of a sudden
  • starts???? crying???? about??? theater???
  • gets rlly touchy feely and emotional with whoever he came to party with
  • he gets extra loud when drunk and he already has a booming theater voice so it’s even more intense when he’s loud because he’s drunk
  • trips every fourteen seconds and keeps thinking he needs to do his night facial routine and go to bed on the sofa of the club or bar
  • yells if people make out


  • gets the asian glow so bad even though he drinks wine regularly
  • gets philosophical about cats and tries to hold conversations with people about three piece suits but nobody knows what he’s talking about
  • what do you mean you don’t know what cuff links are you uncultured swine??????
  • is a very thoughtful drunk but it’s obvious he’s drunk because he can’t even pick up his drink right
  • the person zen is trying to fight probably
  • will write down ridiculous new business ideas in a notepad and remind himself to send to jaehee
  • but there’s so many typos it’s actually incoherent when he tries to read it the next day
  • gets extremely cranky the next day because of a hangover


  • can’t handle his fucking liquor he can’t hang he’s a lightweight
  • gets lit way too fast and not only does he yell (remember the call) he also gets pretttttty damn handsy too 
  • and he goes apeshit. LOLOL makes him think he can do things he actually can’t do.
  • once he starts hearing his own heartbeat the boy freaks the fuck out 
  • is this what death feels like wait LOLOL is releasing new armor tomorrow i can’t go yet
  • will be the first one to pass out lmao 
  • probably only wakes up to throw up and then goes back to sleep
  • the friend they can’t bring drinking anymore because once he thought he “leveled up” in real life and tried to climb a fence and run away and then tried to punch v and then missed and spun around to hit himself
  • saeyoung records this and it ends up a viral hit on youtube


  • hics thru the roof
  • keeps adjusting her fucking collar (why did u wear a collar 2 a club)
  • will 100% stick to mc like glue and needs to use the bathroom every 30 minutes so there is a lot of bathrooming
  • a very calm and cute drunk who hiccups constantly and honestly is probably only extremely drunk bc she ordered a virgin pina colada and the bartender accidentally put alcohol in it
  • a Lightweight™
  • maybe some drunk making out but hey man nobody is complaining
  • a very quiet and very red drunk who is Suffering and literally almost dies 
  • she’s not used to being trashed drunk and she does not react well to it she’s literally panicking and trying to remain rational and freaks out if she loses ny of her coordination
  • knows to ply herself with water and fatty foods the next day so she doesn’t get a hangover cus she’s a smart one
  • The Most Responsible Person In The RFA Next To V 


  • the type of dude to stand on a table and start screaming
  • he’s so Extra™ even zen is kinda like… dude.. .
  • headbangs to literally every song and honestly everyone wants to murder him because he’s hit like 5 people already headbanging
  • the type to talk really loud when drunk
  • his glasses are so fogged
  • it’s kinda funny because he’s the type of extra ass person to do dumb things sober so you bet his ass is probably gonna do some Dumb Shit drunk and it’s gonna be worse
  • probably actually incites a fight between two people and starts a fight club outside of the bar and somehow gets the offer to be the leader of a cult
  • tries to map out a blueprint for a really complicated machine so he doesn’t have to brush his own teeth anymore and writes it down on a dirty napkin with a pencil
  • probably gets bored and goes on his phone to buy like 4 crates of phd. pepper 
  • needs to be monitored like he’s an 8 year old that owns weapons of mass destruction


  • takes jumin-level pictures of everything and it’s really funny because even jumin is like “lmao what”
  • a very quiet and calm drunk who probably just falls asleep before he can enter the truly shitfaced zone
  • a peaceful man who just wanted to come have fun with his friends but then saeyoung kept going all “you deserve to relax you’ve been working so hard” 
  • a heavyweight drinker but no one knew this until he started getting shots and downed it like it was water
  • everyone stared at him because it was alarming he had so much pent up stress
  • probably let’s out a secret that he doesn’t even bleach his hair he just reached full premature grey hair status and just dyes it blue because rika stressed the fuck outta him and u know it
  • wants to be at home in bed and honestly everyone needs to carry him out because he passed out and refuses to wake up for longer than two and a half minutes on average


  • his want to kill everyone increases by tenfold drunk
  • he’s so drunk that his face is all red and he’s shouting about “u fools i’ll kill everybody” because somebody bumped into him 
  • he seems to me like an angry kind of drunk. probably tries to fight saeyoung prolly cus ya.
  • once he stops being so Angry he’s probably just really sad drunk and apologetic to everyone 
  • tries to explain to people that he just doesn’t know how to respond to affection because he’s never had it and only can respond with anger but the only thing that comes out is probably “i wanna fight all of you a little less than i did before”
  • the type to sulk in a corner and look so intimidating girls wont even approach him but they all just stare at him from a distance 
  • probably falls asleep in the bathroom tbh and just wants to go home

anonymous asked:

i just wanted to drop this headcanon in here but i headcanon that no one in the rfa (excepting jaehee) has naturally coloured hair. v dyes his hair, yoosung dyes his hair, 7 dyes his hair, zen dyes his hair, and jumin- jumin's going prematurely grey and it kills him inside so he dyes it back to his original colour

HAHA I just thought of this.

What if Zen actually has dark hair but he regularly bleaches and dyes it white? And you know sometimes when bleach is left on for too long it could destroy hair, and that’s why he’s left with a confusing hairstyle.

Oh gosh what have I done.

  • my mother, sadly clutching a hank of hair near the SQUARE INCH OF SKULL WHERE SHE CONCUSSED HERSELF TWO DAYS AGO: i’m going to get grey hair. premature aging is so unattractive
  • me: you're 46
  • my mother, bawling: I'M 21
The One Where Things Explode

“Sooooo…you made all of this, kid?”

Hiro couldn’t help but grin at the impressed look on the older man’s face. “Yep!” he crowed, gesturing to his battlebots and a pile of things that looked suspiciously like armor. “Took me…oh, I don’t know, two days just for all of this.”

Tony Stark raised an eyebrow. “I can do this in one,” he challenged.

“So can I. These were just the leftovers.” Hiro met evenly, and a slow grin crept across Tony’s face.

“Leftovers, huh? Dare I ask what you were really doing?”

The younger boy motioned over to something in the corner, and Tony’s eyes practically lit up. Sure, it wasn’t anything he couldn’t do himself, but the fact that a kid not even half his age could come up with it without the same advantages was…astounding. Genius like this didn’t come around very often, and this kid thought along the same lines as himself…

There was only one thing to do in this situation, he thought.

Hiro saw the determined, starry-eyed expression on Tony’s face and quirked his head quizzically. “Mr. Stark?”

“No, don’t call me that,” Tony responded, moving over and clapping Hiro on the back. “Just call me dad, son.”

Hiro’s face turned bright red as he sputtered incoherently.

AKA: The AU in which Tony Stark spontaneously adopts Hiro only to find out that adoption Does Not Work That Way, the Avengers collectively freak over there being ‘Two of them’, there’s at least one or two explosions in San Fransokyo every other day because of their antics, and Tadashi continuing on in his eternal struggle to save Hiro from being corrupted by that demon Tony Stark.

Oh, also, no one dies.

Eviternity (i)

Summary: Merman Warren discovers Ship Captain Y/N Y/L/N aboard The Royal Beauty. [Merman Warren au]

Rating: T

Word count: 1.4k

Warnings: none?

Tagging: @raypclmer @quiskcilver @rax-writes @kurtwxgners @phoenixejean @darth-summers @rinzlxr @emmcfrxst @jxbilationlee

A/N: those who have been waiting patiently for this, thank you ! i hope that you all enjoy! also if you haven’t read the prelude, la sirene, i linked it for you bc you gotta read that to understand what’s happening. thank you !!


There was something about his eyes. Something about the way that those deep, piercing eyes seemed to reflect something from deep within you before he sunk back beneath the waves, disappearing as though he had been nothing but a phantasm that you and your crew had collectively imagined.

Yeah, that was it. A phantasm.

Or so you had found yourself believing, after a week had gone by with no more signs of anything slightly related to a merperson at all.

Your crew had started to grow slightly irritated that you continued to have them bob in that same spot of the ocean for the past seven days with no word of a change of course – But you couldn’t leave. Not yet, not when you still believed that they were out there.

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