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**chants** bar fight!Everlark!!

Anon…you have no idea how much heartache I went through to write this for you. I started something almost immediately after you sent me this message, back in November (cringes to the max). But I just didn’t have the will to finish what I started so I sat on it. When I finally returned to try again, the dreaded in-laws were sucking all the creativity from a one hundred mile radius. Two more scrapped versions until I finally managed this. I hope you enjoy my humble offering. My thanks to @peetabreadgirl for pre-reading to make sure I hadn’t completely lost my writing mojo. If it still sucks, blame her. I kid, it’s all on me. RATED E: Because it’s me. And I somehow found a way to turn this into porn with a little plot.


The jukebox will need to be replaced. It’s cracked in three places and stuck on “What’s New Pussycat,” a fact that took them about twenty minutes to realize before Thresh tried smacking the thing around to get it to shut up – with no luck. He had to unplug it. The tinkling of broken glass being swept up provides a fitting accompaniment to the questioning as Darius flips open his tablet and levels Katniss with a serious look.

“Can you tell me how the fight started, Miss Everdeen?” She scowls at his use of a formal name for her, like he doesn’t spend every other Saturday in here, knocking back beers with his cop buddies, flirting shamelessly with her, and avoiding whatever fight he just had with Glimmer, his girlfriend.


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Who Is That On Your Instagram?

Jace looked at the photo one more time, a huge smile making his jaw almost ache. He’d been smiling so much more than usual lately and he knew the reason why. Making sure he copied it before he cropped it carefully, he made a small adjustment to the brightness and posted it to his Instagram with the caption ‘there is no stopping this smile’ adding the wink emoji as a secret message.

He hoped it was vague enough to not rile suspicion, Jace wasn’t ashamed, not in the least, he just wanted to keep this bit of happiness to himself for a little longer. Two minutes later his phone was ringing.

“Iz?”, he answered, “Everything alright?”

“Who is that?, she blurted, her voice full of accusation

“Who is who?”

Jace had no idea what his sister was on about now, but she’d always been the nosy one. His mind hadn’t found the connection to what he’d done to warrant her question, that was until she connected the dots for him.

“Who is that on your Instagram?”.

Oh boy, he thought, so much for keeping it to himself. But how did she notice, he was sure he was being so slick. It must have been that caption, he was so stupid and mentally kicked himself. 

“What are you talking about, Iz? I posted a selfie”, he tried to redirect her playing innocent.

“And the arm around you?”, the accusatory and curious tone back. 

Okay so it wasn’t the caption.

“It’s a friend”.

“And you cropped them out why?”

“To be polite and not post their photo in case they don’t want to be on social media”.

“So considerate”, she patronized, and he knew she had to be rolling her eyes. “Do I know this friend?”

“NO”, Jace spoke a bit loud but it was too late now. 

“Oh really, that’s funny because Clary could have sworn that watch your friend is wearing is the one she bought for Simon last Hanukkah. And I’m pretty sure I got him a checked blue button down for his birthday, I think your friend is wearing a similar shirt. How funny is that?”

“Hilarious”, Jace deadpanned although his stomach felt nervous like it was flipping around in his gut.

“Even funnier is that Simon told Clary he was going on a date last night. When she asked if it was a first date he said no, and told her he really likes the guy a lot. Also pretty hilarious is that you’ve been kinda busy lately, and - um - smiling more”, she sounded so very smug in her assessment. 

Check and mate, Izzy knew it, her tone of voice said as much, he knew it too. Busted, no way out now, perhaps it was time for him to let everyone in on why he was so happy lately. It wasn’t a bad thing, he really cared a lot about Simon, he even let himself think the word ‘love’ once or twice. 

“Okay”, he huffed in resignation. “It’s Simon”

The squeal on the other end of the phone had Jace pulling it far from his ear. 

“I knew you were seeing someone, but Simon? Oh my god this is too cute”.

“Can you calm down please, Iz”, Jace sighed. 

“So it is Simon?”, a third voice came muffled over the phone from Isabelle’s end.

“Let me guess, Clary is with you?”. 

“Of course”, Isabelle answered like he was ridiculous.

“Okay so I’m glad you two figured it out, but can you keep it to yourselves for now. I really like him too, and I just want to enjoy this before everyone starts freaking out over it”.

“Too late”, Clary giggled in the background.

“Too late, what? Iz what did you do?”.

“Your notifications are about to blow up. Alright bye love you see you later”

“Iz? Izzy? Isabelle what do you mean?”.

It was too late she’d ended the call, and then Jace’s phone started buzzing and chiming incessantly. He had a bunch of missed texts from Alec, Magnus and Raphael, but his Instagram was going off. 

Opening the app he checked his last post and saw Izzy’s comment. 

Oh fuck she didn’t.

‘Hi Simon, you two are so cute. Congrats big brother you landed a good one’ To add extra emphasis she plastered two lines of different color hearts and the heart eyes emoji .

The resulting comments were his friends and family in varying states of shock or delight, a bunch were congratulatory, some hilariously rude, and then there was Simon’s comment. It was life buoy in a sea of insanity, and Jace couldn’t help but let the smile take over yet again. 

‘Cats out of the bag, huh Jace? Congrats to me, I landed a gorgeous one’ with the kiss emoji following. 

Jace ignored every other comment and only answered one, the only one that mattered.

‘There is no stopping that smile because you’re so damn cute ’

The annoying ‘awwwwwwwwww’ Clary commented with right after made Jace roll his eyes but he didn’t care because he’d be meeting his boyfriend, Simon for a lunch date in thirty minutes. But before he could leave, Jace decided to make another post, this time he shared the full photo. Simon was looking at him with the sweetest look on his face, and that is what made Jace smile.

Work Of Art - GD Smut (1)

first part of a long ass smut that got out of hand lol hope you like it.

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Jiyong loved art, that’s a truth that everyone knew.

The sun came in the morning, the grass was green the skies were blue and jiyong loved art.

When he was a child his mother liked taking him to art museums, they would go around seoul finding museums to visit, and jiyong loved it, he loved looking at the paintings and at the sculptures, his family would give him books about art they would also gift him with different art utensils, so he could create art, he found peace in painting and drawing, it was his escape from real life.

When his parents got divorced he spent an entire week in his bedroom drawing and painting and he even made a sculpture of a fallen angel, although it wasn’t his favorite type of art, he enjoyed it anyways, and the sculpture ended up looking so good his mother decided to put it on the living room so everyone would see how talented his son was.

It was when he aged 16 when he realized he loved something else just as much as he loved art, women, he found them beautiful every type of body and skin, their soft voice and their beautiful eyes, he loved them so much that his best friend young bae started to say he was the definition of heterosexuality, and if people looked at the said word on the dictionary there would be a picture of jiyong in it.

And women love him too, because he was beautiful, not only women found him beautiful men too, he possessed a beauty not everyone had, a beauty that could only be described as ethereal.

But he wasn’t a womanizer, because his love of art gave him something else a love for love, he became a hopeless romantic one who’s heart has been broken to many times to count, but he got over them really fast, he just needed to cry on his best friend’s shoulder, who has heard jiyong cry too many times making him hate every single woman that came close to him.

But there was one girl that jiyong didn’t dare to talk to, his high school crush, the only girl that was immune to his charming personality, jiyong was friend zoned, and even though he hated it he also liked that she was the only girl who didn’t throw herself at him.

She was smart beautiful and kind, she was a really nice person and she had a lot of amazing qualities but as an artist jiyong was a little bit superficial.

Her curvy body drove jiyong crazy, she wasn’t too skinny or too fat, she had nice ass and a really beautiful pair of breast that jiyong had masturbated too many times, her soft peach skin looked so soft and pure, her pouty pink lips made him lose his mind, especially when she wore her favorite red lipstick, in his eyes she was the incarnation of the goddess Venus.

And even if he wanted to ravish her body, take her to heaven and make her feel things she never felt before, what jiyong dreamt the most was too be able to paint her, for her to get naked and lay down on his favorite velvet couch for hours only to be seen by his eyes.

It was an idea that haunted his dreams and left him hard on the mornings.

But much to jiyong’s dismay she left school, to never come back again.

And youngbae thought that this would be like the last times, that he would cry and lock himself in his bedroom for days till he moved on, but he didn’t, jiyong didn’t even cry, he was sad yes, but he didn’t shed a tear for the women of his dreams, which was weird to youngbae, he panicked thinking that his best friend had lost his mind.

Jiyong refused to show his pain, for a reason he didn’t even know, he was sure he was going to move on, that he was going to find someone to love, someone he could marry and build a family with.

Four years of college proved him wrong, he did find some beautiful girls, but none of them compared to the girl of his dreams, he went on dates and he slept with a lot of them but none of them were able to fill that empty spot on his heart.

No other girl compared to you.

Jiyong sighted as he looked at his watch, his lunch break was almost over and he had to go back to class, he had to face his students and he had to teach the wonderful world of art when those kids didn’t even care about the words that left his mouth, only the very hormonal teenage girls paid attention to him.

Jiyong took a last drag off his cigarette and made his way back into the building, only to be stopped by his boss, who had a very obvious crush on him.

“Mr kwon I am afraid to tell you that your class was suspended” she said while she checked him out, he was wearing a simple white button up shirt and he had a few buttons popped open letting everyone see his tattoos, he also had simple black skinny jeans and black boots.

He almost rolled his eyes when he saw her lick her lips

“What do you mean it has been suspended?” he asked annoyed, why were they telling him now, when they could have told them when he was in his house?

“Well the class room is in really bad conditions and we are afraid that a piece of the ceiling has fallen and they just came to fix it” she said while her eyes kept going up and down his body.

Jiyong sighted and nodded “ok then, guess I’ll go back to my office so I can start grading the papers” he was about to turn around when the woman stopped him.

“oh jiyong a girl came to see you, she said something about seeing your work on line and she requested a portrait of herself done by you” jiyong lifted his eyebrow, now he was interested.

Ever since he became an artist he knew his work wasn’t going to be famous unless he used the internet for it, so he created a blog that became widly popular, and that’s how he met his best friend choi seunghyun, who owned a very popular underground gallery, once a month jiyong would prepare a collection to be show on the gallery and both meant would gain a lot of money thanks to it.

But his popularity was due to his blog, and that’s where he got all his money from, teaching art was mainly a passion, he fantasized of becoming a source of admiration to young people who loved art.

But even he was really popular with his blog and his art, no one in his 26 years of life had asked him to make a portrait of themselves, so it made him curious.

He just nodded “where is this girl?” his boss smiled at him and jiyong was so close to rolling his eyes he thought he would become blind “she is in your office” jiyong nodded and walked away without another word.

He didn’t know what he was expecting. Maybe a rich woman who would like her body be painted so she could live forever young, or a spoilt narcissist teenager who wanted a painting because it would look cool.

But he definitely wasn’t expecting the beautiful woman that was standing in his office.

A woman he thought he would never see again, but there she was in all her glory, she looked like she hadn’t aged a day, her beautiful curvy body didn’t change at all, she had some highlight in her brown hair and her skin looked a shade darker like she had been on vacations at the Caribbean, she looked like a goddess and jiyong couldn’t believe his eyes.

“y/n?” she turned around and smiled at him and jiyong had to tense his legs so he wouldn’t fall to his knees at the sight of her beautiful eye smile.

“oppa it has been so long” she said as she gave him a hug and jiyong could pass out at the smell of her coconut perfume, he put his arm around her slim waist and he had to grit his teeth so he wouldn’t let out a groan when she let go of him.

“I was on my break from work when a friend showed me your blog as soon as I saw those flowers I knew it was you” he chuckled as he sat against his desk “so a portrait huh?” the girl just bit her lip and blushed and jiyong wanted to grab her face and kiss her like he had never kissed someone before.

“my friend was the one who called and made the request” she said rubbing the back of her neck, she was clearly embarrassed and jiyong felt his heart get warmer at the sight of her pink cheeks.

Jiyong raised an eyebrow “why? If I can ask” the girl widened her eyes and looked away from him “uhm well she thinks that you had a crush on me on high school …and I had a crush on you too” jiyong could feel his heart exploding inside his chest.

“you had a crush on me?” he asked with his eyes wide, the girl nodded still blushing “yeah I thought it was pretty obvious” she said looking down, jiyong with his eyes still wide shook his head “no it wasn’t wow now I feel like an idiot for not telling you” he said rubbing his head and the girl smiled “yeah well I feel like an idiot too I mean we were close friends I could have told you too but I never had the guts, I mean you were popular and rich and the hottest guy in school how can someone like you like someone like me?”

Jiyong looked at the girl as if she was an alien “are you being serious? You y/n are the most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on, you aren’t like the others girl I met, you are beautiful smart and kind and you were a great friend to me, when you left I was so heartbroken I even refused to talk about my pain because it was embarrassing, please don’t ever tell me you feel that way about yourself” jiyong said as he grabbed her face so she would be looking at him.

The girl bit her lip and nodded “so will you make a portrait of me?” jiyong laughed and nodded “well if you still want too” the girl smiled and nodded.

But the man noticed that this time her smile was different, it wasn’t a shy smile or a happy smile, or one of those smile you make when you look at someone you like, it was a flirty smile and jiyong widened his eyes, the woman got close to him, too close to him, she put her lips on his neck and jiyong felt his body burst into flames “I would love for you to make a portrait of me, naked” the girl whispered on his ear and jiyong felt like he could pass out at the sound of the slow seductive voice y/n used.

Jiyong nodded eagerly “I mean I would love too only if you feel comfortable” the girl stepped back and nodded “when do you want to do it?” jiyong asked trying to get his heart to slow down.

“we can do it tomorrow if you want, I don’t have anything to do and my roommate is leaving town to see her parent…” jiyong shook his head before she could finish “no, we have to do it in mys studio I can’t work out of it, you can come tomorrow at five pm if that’s alright with you”

y/n nodded and smiled “that would be great” jiyong smiled and nodded, h was suddenly frozen in his place, his eyes on the beautiful girl in front of him, never in his last years of life he would have thought he would meet her again, but there she was, just as beautiful, or even more, than the last time he saw her, he had to shake away his thoughts when he saw the girl was talking to him.

“huh?” he said and almost fainted when she giggled “I said that I need your address for tomorrow” jiyong blushed and nodded “uhm give me your number so I can text you later” he said as he gave her his phone.

She put on her number and gave it back to him, he chuckled when he saw she put a heart emoji next to her name.

“so I’ll see you tomorrow” he said and she smiled, she got closer to him and kissed him on the cheek “I can’t wait” she whispered and walked out of the door, leaving jiyong alone in his office with a pretty big hard on, he groaned and sat on his chair, he wondered how he would survive, it was already hard to control himself when he saw her dressed he couldn’t imagine how it would be with her naked.

@craftywhispersinternet i gave up for today lol

Just Friends - Three

Bucky Barnes x Reader AU

Summary: Your older brother Steve introduced you to Bucky when you were just kids. Now, you’re all grown up, and he’s one of your best friends. But what happens when you, Natasha, Bucky, and Steve all go on a trip, and you and Bucky can’t help falling for each other?

Warnings: swearing, mentions of drinking

A/N: feel free to yell at me for the ending

Part One  Part Two | Just Friends Masterlist


Originally posted by seabasschino

After you’d all gotten settled, putting your clothes in the dressers and unpacking everything else, you collapsed onto the bed you’d share with Bucky. He’d offered to sleep on the couch in the living room, but you felt bad making him sleep on a couch that was too small for him for three weeks, so you’d insisted that he stay in the bed with you, an offer that he reluctantly agreed to.

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Act III: Motte in Seoul experience (+videos!)

- arriving at the venue, there is an OCEAN of people lined up in front of the convenient store or the bathroom

- literally a mini town has formed with 20 street food stands and merch stands

- i finally find the place to get my ticket and walk to my venue

-sO mAnY people but there are still some seats on the third floor that were never filled

-concert starts! old songs are played first

- during ‘Obsession’ a fan came onstage and hugged him, but was quickly taken away by security. he handled it so well like i thought it was part of the stage he was completely calm. creepy moment tbh.

- the whole concept was very medical imagery oriented, a lot of pics and films of braincells, blood vessels…

- one film break had two surgeon dressed white women ‘experimenting’/treating gd and other people on screen. confused about some cinematic choices in the mini film but interesting

- at some point he performed the song where CL sings the chorus in English, and she appeared on film and I was like ‘ah, i dare u to show up’

- and she did. SHE FUCKING DID PEOPLE

- she looked like a QUEEN, such panache, red, wow

- they performed Leaders wowwoowwow

- he played with her hair and showed off his dragonball tattoo playfully to her. she then left and they hugged as the light faded out

- also he was wearing a red outfit the whole time (as in he changed several times but it was always red)

- speaking of which: see through red shirt check followed by bucket hat and harnest that would look dumb on anyone else check

- one creepy stage where women dancers hung from the celling (body dangling and then started dancing in the air)

- this man flipped us off during middle fingers up

- IU SHOWED UP TF

- she sang palette and another song. she also had a talk moment with GD

- more newer songs

- he chopped his main midway through the show?? he went from long hair undercut to regular undercut hair (looked dope)

- video of ‘who is kwon jiyoung’ from the perspective of family and celebrity friends (CL!! Taeyung!! Daesung!! Psy!! and more!)

- fans started singing untitled during the encore

- encore songs included crooked and his remix of ‘This love’

- at the end stage dropped down and he was hiding one eye? maybe a tear? some fan noises gave me that impression

- the end

- and wow the stage was no joke tho, fireworks, colors top notch, gradations.. dang . some drake style box concept too

(snippets of the concert here: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL36GNFB71QReRbkQegDqSUvDSfotPmH0v and also if you explore my blog)

Also shameless plug for my abroad in Koreablr (much cringe and need for attention: summer2017adventure.tumblr.com) plz love me
Happy Snape, or at least a Snape enjoying the embarrassment of others

A Snape-is-Harry’s-mother’s-boyfriend story
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Harry had known Professor Snape for most of his life, and for all that he could remember. However, time and association did not mean he understood the man, and he didn’t appreciate how strict he was in Potions. He knew he wasn’t as creative as his mother or charming as his father, that was something none of the Hogwarts professors failed to imply. At least no one said it outright.

His parents divorced shortly after he left for Hogwarts. They had been separated for two years before that, shuntling him to Muggle school and magical weekends. His father was fun but got bitchy about his mother, and his mother was busy–Lily still took him everywhere, from studio to gallery to lecture, and between his artist mother and flamboyant famous father, Harry learned to prefer the quiet.

He understood that it was probably best to be quiet when his father remarried. It didn’t help that James took so well to his stepdaughter Nymphadora, it was like they were cut from the same cloth. He was supposed to spend Easter holidays with his dad; he started spending them at school, without telling his mother. Professor Snape caught on by Year Three.

They didn’t talk much. Harry would seem him out of school, looking oddly naked in muggle cloths, to his mother’s show openings. His mother mentioned they went out sometimes on the weekend, but Harry wasn’t aware to the extent of it until Andromeda decided James was taking her on a second honeymoon, during the summer this time. It was supposed to be James’s summer, they started alternating years in fourth year, where Lily kept him and they did not go to the Quidditch World Cup, through Professor Snape did come by the next morning with a copy of the Daily Prophet, and he and Lily went on a walk that lasted til the mid-afternoon.

Thus was the sequence of events that led to Harry blearily walking into the kitchen one morning and being handed a cup of tea by his dreaded Potions professor, who appeared to be wearing nothing but a bathroom. Harry automatically took a sip and grumbled gratitude before he blinked, set the cup down, and checked to see if he were wearing his glasses.

“Do stop mimicking a surprised porcupine, Mr. Potter,” Snape in a bathrobe drawled. It was red and looked silky. Harry, with horror, noticed he had hair on his chest. Snape had hair on his chest!

Lily turned around. She was wearing a man’s t-shirt and a pair of boxers, also black, also silky. “Oh, Harry!” She grinned, covered her smirk with her hand. “I meant to tell you…”

Snape paused.“Of course you didn’t tell him…”

“Tell me what?” Harry blurted out, horrified. “Snape’s your roommate? You’ve realized you’re too middle-aged to do this starving artist thing, so you’re taking in a summer border?”

“Professor Snape, Harry,” Lily reproved, “and I am not middle age, witches can live up to a hundred and fifty, I am barely thirty-five–”

“Thirty-six,” Snape interrupted.

“–Thirty-six, and underneath that statement I hear some patriarchal notions around women’s work and women’s aging, it’s not like your father even has a job–”

“You can’t take in my Potions professor as a summer border,” Harry said firmly, “it’s–it’s inappropriate. Student-teacher fraternization. It can’t happen.”

Professor Snape was smirking at him. Harry scowled.

"But what about my childhood friend and–”

"Didn’t you stop talking for like ten years?”

“It was for seven, stop interrupting, let me finish, Harry. I meant to tell you earlier, but you might have noticed that Severus has been around more and more often–”

"He’s sitting in my kitchen,” Harry said, nonplussed, “what–”

Snape shifted slightly, adjusting his robe. Harry looked disgusted.

“And, well, he’s been staying nights now too.”

“No,” Harry said flatly.

"Yes,” Lily said. “I’m dating your Potions professor.”

Snape was definitely laughing at him behind that shit-eating grin.

"Don’t be obscene,” Harry said. “You can’t be obscene before breakfast. You can’t date my Potions professor, he’s my Potions professor.” Harry stood up. “This is obscene. What if he takes points off when I don’t clean my room or just spend the day on the couch in my pants watching TV? This is obscene. What if I want friends over?” With horror, Harry imagined telling Ron and Hermione that Snape had moved in. Immediately, Ron’s face popped. Do you think they’re doing it? Ron’s voice asked his mind, and sniggered. Harry stared at Snape. He had the relaxed aura of a just-fucked man. “Can you imagine him and Ron Weasley in a room together?” Harry grinned evilly. “Actually, I’ve been meaning to invite Fred and George over, show them my PlayStation…”

Snape wasn’t laughing anymore, but his mother was.

@happy-snape-week

And here’s a bigger version of the drawing I did for that ask.

One of the rare instance in which Yugi shows up in Jou and Honda’s channel and he’s not wearing any ridiculous mask or glasses. The lovely drawing on his shirt is a candy gooed Hoodiedragon and was made by the lovely @kudalyn. Check her blog out if you have not already she is more than awesome in a lot of ways.

Not What You Were Expecting, Huh, Princess?

I got a request for #16: “you were the bane of my existence in high school but now we’re going to college together” and #20: “we live in adjacent apartments and I can’t stand you but your dinner literally smells so good can I have some?”
This is also a literal monster, and also every reason why I need to get off my ass and get my AO3 running already.

Clarke had had an extremely long day.  She’d put herself through six straight hours of class, a midterm, a quiz, two hours spent in her chemistry professor’s office talking over Redox which she just couldn’t get the hang of, and then had been turned away from the dining hall for dinner because apparently there was some kind of routine health inspection going on.

So in other words she was tired, her body ached, she was starving, and she was mad as hell.  Thank God her roommate wasn’t home and she could throw her backpack across the room and collapse face first into her bed.  It wasn’t that she didn’t like Raven, because she did, it was just that she really didn’t want to have to explain how her day would have been better if she’d been set on fire and then thrown out a window.  Because it would have been.

That’s when she smelled it.  Something delicious.  It was coming in through the vent that connected her room to 706.  And there lay the problem.

Usually Clarke would have just gotten off her bed and marched over to the other room, knocked on the door, and politely inquired about what the other person was cooking because it was delicious.  Unfortunately this was not an option in this particular situation.  Because of who lived in 706.

His name was Bellamy.  And he was all of Clarke’s worst nightmares wrapped up in one unnaturally (and unfairly, she might add) attractive person.  Who she had also gone to high school with.  And middle school.  And even part of elementary school.

The point was, she’d pretty much known Bellamy Blake for her entire life.  And there had never been a part of that acquaintanceship during which she hadn’t wanted to murder him, preferably in an extremely violent way that would get her locked away for life.

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Taylor Swift, Tom Hiddleston, and Idris Elba Casually Hang Out at Anna Wintour’s House:

Met Gala cochairs Taylor Swift and Idris Elba joined Anna Wintour at her NYC home on Sunday night for a fashionable get-together that also included Tom Hiddleston and James Corden and his wife, Julia. Tom and Idris were all smiles as they made their way out of Anna’s Greenwich Village townhouse while rocking some particularly sharp suits, and the Late Late Show host sweetly held his wife’s hand as he guided her out. Taylor continued her streak of edgy fashion choices by switching out the plaid shirt she was seen wearing earlier in the day for a plaid dress and leather jacket that went perfectly with her platinum ‘do. Talk about a stylish dinner party, huh? Keep reading to see more photos of the group, then check out why Taylor is the perfect choice to cochair the Met Gala this year!

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Word count: 2600

Summary: Basically set around the time that Sam ran away, reader of a similar age meets him on a runaway escape of her own and she ends up staying with him :) possibility of becoming a series if anybody wants!

A/N: Credit for the basic idea of this goes to my best friend Emily, whose blog you should definitely check out :) Kiss You Everywhere Part 2 is coming over the weekend as is ‘This is Our Heaven?’ part 2! :)

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The snow is an illusion...

I was working on making GIFs and screen caps of the promos for The Divine Move when I think I figured something out:

The entire scene in the snow is an illusion.

I think that we’ll find Scott, Kira, Stiles and Lydia approach the school towards the end of the episode. Shortly after they enter the school, they’ll be thrust into the illusion of a Japanese garden with snow falling. This is where they’ll fight the oni. I think we’ll also see Stiles attempt to sacrifice himself to stop the nogitsune.

Let me walk through this and I’ll tell you how I pieced things together. If you think I missed something or are conflating separate scenes, let me know!

First up: the re-use of the Japanese garden set: From Letharia Vulpina:

This is the door to the garden where the titular lichen was found by Deaton. Now compare that door to the two doors we’ve seen in the promos:

The gates match. The garden was supposedly in Japan and I doubt that we’ll find out that someone has figured out teleportation in Teen Wolf. The fact that we see the nogitsune as burnt-and-bandaged Rhys adds a lot of weight to the “this is all an illusion” idea.

The next set of clues come from the clothes and how the actors are arranged. Again, the walk through the snowy gate:

Now let’s compare it to the arrangement of the characters as they’re approaching the school but from behind:

In both pictures, we have Scott in the lead, then Kira followed by Lydia helping Stiles.  We also know that the school approach and the snow fight scenes are related because of the clothes everyone is wearing. 

This is from immediately after the foursome arrives at the oddly light doors. Scott’s jacket and shirt (especially the button colors) match.

From during the fight, we have Kira in the bright red jacket that she has when approaching the doors to the school. When we check out Stiles and Lydia, we get Lydia in the same dress and Stiles back in his oft-maligned plaid:

…but what on earth is Stiles doing with that sword? I think we see the aftermath to that at the end of the promo from Wolf Watch:

Again, same clothes but now the floor and floorboards look like they are in the school. If the scene above in the snow is an illusion, then Stiles may be shattering it seriously wounding himself.

I think we’ll have our heroes enter the school and be confronted by void Stiles when he shouts “You can’t kill me” while in the school hallway:

After this we’ll see our heroes thrown into the illusion where they’ll see the nogitsune as burnt-and-bandaged Rhys. This loops us back to our third shot: the nogitsune in the snow:

…so, there’s my idea. What do you all think? I’d love feedback. If you think I’ve conflated scenes together, let me know! 

Parenting.

Michael would be the dad to hyper his kids up in thirty seconds. He would toss them in the air and scream and swing them in circles and get the kid laughing and screaming with him just before he was going to leave them with their mom. He would also be the best at making sure they didn’t wake up when they were asleep, his talent would be getting an asleep kid from a car seat, into the house, changed, and into bed without waking them up. He would randomly decide to fly everyone to Disney because he felt like they needed a little magic in their lives so they would wake up and he would have everything packed to go to FL for almost a week.

Calum would be super care free. His kids would be little dare devils and he would encourage it. Ride that bike down a steep hill? Go for it, Calum’s at the bottom waiting to catch you. Who’s kid is wearing a tutu with rain boots and a super hero shirt? Oh that’s Calum’s daughter, he lets he dress herself a lot. Mali-Koa would also be his kids favorite person, she would spoil them so much. He would be embarrassing at plays and recitals, yelling from the back row as they walked onto stage and having a huge bouquet of flowers or simply just a kid’s meal for them when they were done.

Ashton would be a protective dad. If any whimper came out of his baby he was first over there checking to see what was wrong even if someone else was holding her. Don’t even act like you’re going to toss her in the air or spin her around without getting a glare from him. Whenever she gets hurt she cries for daddy because he has kisses that heal everything and an endless supply of cartoon bandages. He would barely let people watch his kids, yeah he wants time to do stuff by he always reminded people they’re only little for a short period of time and he wanted to be there for all of it.

Luke would be all three of the others combined. With a baby he would never put it down. There was rarely a night he didn’t fall asleep without the little baby on his chest. As it gets older he’s still protective but also wanting them to try things. Get on the skate board and he’ll hold their hands just in case they fall. They would never hit the ground because he wouldn’t hear the end of it from his wife. When he would come home from a trip the yelling and giggling wouldn’t stop in the living room until late at night. He was a human jungle gym and they would climb all over him until they passed out next to him watching movies.

Fic: Heart by Heart (8/?) (M)

Author’s note: More misadventures in paradise! And visits from old friends. Okay, not really. If you watch The Flash, the last episode inspired a bit of this. Enjoy!

Also posted: FF.net / AO3

Chapter 8

Killian tied off the Jollyand wiped at his brow. It was nearly noon and he certainly was feeling it. He stood by the dock for a few minutes, taking in the cool breeze from the ocean. After spending a very pleasant night with Emma, he’d had to go out and check his traps. Emma wanted to come along, but he insisted she sleep. She looked so cute curled up in his bed, wearing still another of his shirts, green eyes sleepy. So he’d kissed her temple and slipped out quietly.

After collecting his data, he didn’t want to think anymore about his thesis. He’d made some good progress on it, but he thought he deserved a break. And spending the entire weekend with his Swan seemed like a good start.

He climbed in his Jeep and tossed his backpack into the back. He pulled out his phone and dialed, thinking he’d grab them some lunch before heading home.

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