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 Year in Review: Alexander “Sascha” Zverev

The 20 year old Alexander Zverev had one heck of a year! Starting the year at #24 in the world, he slowly worked his way up to a career high of #3. In February, he won his second indoor-hard court title and first title of the year at the Open Sud de France. After his win in France, he had trouble regaining his wins. One of the toughest losses coming from his third round match against Rafael Nadal at the Monte-Carlo Masters (which he lost in straight sets, 6-1, 6-1). In May, his slump finally ended; he won his second title of the year and first outdoor-clay court title in his home country of Germany at the BMW Open. Less than 2 weeks later, he won his third title of the year, first Masters 1000 title, and second outdoor-clay court title against world #2 Novak Djokovic in Rome (making him the youngest player to win a Masters 1000 since 2007). With 1000 points added to his ranking, he jumped from 17th to 10th in the world (a new career high). Going into the French Open ranked as #10, he lost in the first round to Fernando Verdasco in four sets. With clay season now over, it was time to move to grass. He was successful in making it to the SFs of the Ricoh Open and the Halle Open Final against Roger Federer, but ultimately ended up losing in two sets. At Wimbledon, he made it to the fourth round by defeating all of his opponents in straight sets (his best Grand Slam result to date). After a nearly two week break, and new career high ranking of 8th, he went on to win his first outdoor-hard court title and fourth title of the year at the Citi Open in Washington D.C. The next week, he went on to win his second outdoor-hard court title and fifth title of the year against world #3 Roger Federer at the Coupe Rogers in Montreal, Canada. After two back to back title wins, Sascha jumped to a career high of #7 and eventually lost in the first round in Cincinnati and second round of the U.S. Open. With the two early tournament exits, he still moved up to world #4 (a new career high). After an unsuccessful end to the regular season, he qualified as one of the eight players for the year end ATP World Tour Finals for the first time as #3 in the world (his current career high). He lost two of his three Round Robin matches, which disqualified him from continuing on for the rest of the tournament. As said before, with all his accomplishments in 2017, sometimes we forget he’s only 20 and has a long career ahead of him. Congrats Alexander on amazing year and we can’t wait to see what you’ll do in 2018!

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Casual Friday? - Here are some on-set images of Jenna Coleman wearing a much different outfit than the more recognizable one she wore as “Bonnie” in The Zygon Invasion. These photos were taken on May 12, 2015 and this particular scene never made it into the final episode. The Series 9 Blu-Ray does include a 20 second “deleted” scene, but it has no mention of what Jenna was doing in the scene or where it would have fit into the story.

The costume seems very “un-Clara” like to me. Maybe it was Zygon Bonnie’s idea of “Casual Friday”.

Come Slowly | Chpt 1

Summary| Belle’s husband died years ago, as did Gold’s wife. The long years spent alone have made their houses empty and their nights haunted - but everything changes when Belle approaches Gold with a strange proposal.

Rating| E, for Eventual Smut

Words| 1,086

Also on AO3

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There was a knock at his door, and it was a Sunday night, and that wasn’t the time he usually received a knock at his door.

“Hello, Mr. Gold.”

“Miss French.”

She stood before him silhouetted by the setting sun, pinks and purples haloing her in such a way that made him squint. The whole thing took him off guard for a second, made him dumb and static while summer heat managed to sneak into his home from her sudden appearance at his door.

“May I come in?”

Belle French lived two doors down in a Victorian nearly as large as his own, hers a forest green to his salmon. She was the town librarian who’d married her sweetheart young but lost him ten years ago, a decade short of when he’d lost his own wife. He knew how her husband died but she probably didn’t know how Milah had gone.

Belle looked like she had something very important to say, and there was no reason to say no, so he didn’t. She stepped into his foyer, then his parlor, oohing and aweing at various trinkets and paintings he had on display, focusing on one with a black farmhouse cast in shadow from a thunderstorm up above. She asked about it, he answered, and then they were quiet. He thought of asking, Well What Is It You Want? because that was the easy and natural Mr. Gold that he knew best. But it would be better to hear it from her. Better and more interesting, unprovoked, in whatever incarnation she had it prepared.

He flexed his fingers over his cane, watching as she stood still while hugging one elbow. She wore a floral dress with a sweetheart neckline, dipping and hugging in the right places so her curves spelled the word pretty. Her hair hung in curls about her shoulders and hid her face when she looked down. His hair hung too, wisping around his neck, long for a man his style, brushing the collar of his shirt. He watched as the hand at her elbow pinched the skin, her eyes squinting, then she turned to face him.

“You’re probably wondering what I’m doing here,” she said.

“Well. I didn’t think you came by to admire my paintings.”

She laughed, a single exhale through the nose. “No, I have a, a kind of proposal.”

“Proposal,” he said.

“Not marriage,” she smiled.

“That would definitely be shocking.”

“This might be shocking too,” she said, looking down, that hair covering her face. When she looked up at him again she breathed in such a way that seemed to involve courage drug up from the bottom of the feet.

“I’m listening,” he said. “Shock me.”

“I was wondering if you would consider sleeping with me sometimes, at night, in my bed.”

He blinked.

“Not sex,” she said.

“I didn’t think that.”

“We’re both alone. We’ve both been alone for a long time, years. I’ve been without Greyson for nearly ten, and I know you lost your wife far before that. And, well, I’m lonely. I thought you might be lonely too, and it would be good if we could sleep at night, together.”

He stared at her, curious. He’d never known Miss French to be the type to pull pranks. They had a good relationship; chats at the library, chats at his shop, chats at whatever silly social function Mayor Mills managed to whip up for the town. But pranks, no. They were too old for that, surely?

“The nights are the worst, don’t you think?” she said, edging closer. “I end up reading too much and too long and feel groggy the next day. I think I could sleep again if someone were with me.”

He nodded to indicate he was following, but couldn’t quite respond.

“Have I shocked you?” she asked.

“I suppose you have.”

“That’s nice,” she said, “to shock someone. Can’t remember the last time I did that.”

He licked his lips, looked down. “You’re assuming a lot, Miss French.”

She frowned, retreating. Her hand reached up to grab her elbow again. “Oh?”

“That I’m lonely. That I don’t sleep well.”

She sighed. That single exhale again, no laugh. “Am I wrong?”

He smiled, still looking at the floor. “Only a little. Let’s be very clear. You want me to share your bed?”

“ … yes. I want … someone to talk to in the night. I miss that. Someone to help keep the bed warm. The closeness, the dark. You know, companionable. Would you like that? With me?”

“Yes,” he said.

Her face lit up. “So,”

“So,” he interrupted, “I’d like some time to think it over.”

Her mouth hung open, mid sentence. “Of course,” she said.

She made her way to his door, paintings and trinkets no longer provoking awe or questions. “Just, well, call me when you have your answer. So I’ll know if I should expect you.”

He bid her good night. Then, holding the door open, “When would you want to start?”

She turned back around. “Whenever. This week.”

She left. He watched her walk down the street, moonlight catching in her hair, purples and pinks gone. Just a bleak black she’d disappear into after leaving the pools of the streetlights. Bobbing out and in again, light, dark, light. The moon accompanying her, keeping that shine on her hair.

He turned back around, not bothering to watch the door close behind him. Looking forward, he saw his night ahead of him: a quick look through tomorrow’s documents, a tallying of inventory, some flicks of a red pen, some sorting of shipments, a check for deliveries, who was late, who was on time, who needed help, who needed more of the calendar, who stared at the wall each night, who curled up alone in cold sheets, who hollowed out their memories, who curled deep into themselves, who desperately needed a drink.

He called an hour later.

“I’ll do it,” he said. “I’d like to.”

“I’m glad,” she said, and he could hear the joy in her voice. Funny. Funny thing.

“When do you want to start?” he asked again.

“How about tomorrow?”

“That sounds good. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

They hung up, and when he looked down at his hands, they were shaking.

He was being stupid again, he knew. Just looking down at his palms he could see the old marks he was about to reopen, ready to pour out blood and pretend his heart wasn’t the thing pumping it out.

a restful home.

TAURUS: lately life has felt like a carnival ride that you stumbled onto by accident and you don’t understand why everybody else is having such a good time. why everybody else has open-mouth smiles and bright eyes while you’re clutching your lap-bar praying for something to end. it won’t always be like this. the ground isn’t going to perpetually swing around you, stealing your balance and your ability to move as if your existence is something flimsy and disposable. this will all slow down eventually. please stay until then. the view from the top will be worth it.

GEMINI: you’ve taken every offhand remark to heart since the day you were born and your chest has become so heavy that it’s hard to breathe around all of that hurt. you know you don’t have to keep it all hidden, right? storage units exist for a reason: humans were never meant to bear all of their belongings. I know that your statuesque stance is one you’ve been practicing for centuries, but it’s okay to ask for help. nobody is going to be mad at you or think of you as weak for doing so.

CANCER: you’re holding something beautiful and this is the most terrifying thing you’ve ever done. because you’re so used to watching watching eggs roll off the countertop and kisses slip off of your cheek that everything worthwhile seems fleeting. fragile. forced. like the universe is playing a game to see how good you are at playing catch with crystal balls. but you’ve gotta believe in the potential of durability. if you’ve managed to exist for this long without giving up, you must believe in something, and it must be pretty special. don’t lose it now. not after all this time.

LEO: maybe it feels like the april showers will never stop pouring down on you. maybe you keep trying to fix new things with old instruction manuals and end up getting frustrated when the pictures don’t match what’s in front of you. maybe you’re starting to realize that not everything is going to work out the way you need it to and that scares you. it scares you because the last time this happened it almost killed you. but the key word here is almost. you’re more than the rubble you’ve had to sift through and the photographs you’ve had to throw out. you were never meant to burn out. you were designed to endure.

VIRGO: so, you ran away from home. you’re playing hooky from your life because every scenario you’ve found yourself in has ended in blood. and you’re sick of it. you never asked for any of this. but then again, has anyone? I can’t imagine how tiring it must be to build those walls around yourself every morning, before your coffee and your nicotine, before you think about the lover you left behind. have you ever visited the grand canyon? you should. it’s time you found some beauty in what’s below the surface. look at how easy it is to see the sky from here. but please don’t try to fly until you’ve looked down once or twice please.

LIBRA: you ran into the past while crossing the street and you didn’t stop to say hello. were you scared? or were you just waiting for what you abandoned to make the first move? either way, you didn’t say hello and that’s okay. you don’t have to feel shameful about the ugliness of your progress. not everybody’s carriage stays a carriage when the clock strikes midnight. that doesn’t mean it didn’t happen. that doesn’t mean it wasn’t real or valuable. you ran into the past while crossing the street and it didn’t hurt you. not this time. not you.

SCORPIO: everybody around you seems to be darting across the universe with their hearts on their sleeves and it makes you feel as though something is wrong with you. as if the molasses town your feet are submerged in is something that you asked for, that you wanted. you know, you don’t have to travel at the speed of light in order to get out of bed in the morning and that’s still something miraculous, especially when every part of you is begging to pull the covers over your eyes and dream a little longer. I’m proud of you for fighting that feeling. I know it’s hard. I know it’s hard.

SAGITTARIUS: I think that it’s time for you to start believing in fairy tales again. do you remember being smaller? looking for magic around every corner? that spark doesn’t leave once you outgrow the disney themed bedsheets and wear holes in the light-up sneakers. nobody needs you to be the grown-up all of the time, it’s okay to let yourself feel lighthearted again. go pick some daisies or buy some gelato. take care of yourself the way you would’ve before the world showed you its shadows.

CAPRICORN: the monsters under your bed have been keeping you awake for months but you don’t have the heart to drive them away. you’ve kinda liked the company. you’ve been throwing them scraps from the dinner table that you couldn’t finish and have taken pleasure in listening to what you couldn’t stomach be put to use. but, baby, you don’t have to be kind to the things that make you shudder in the night. you’re not obligated to give to the things that take and take and take until there’s nothing left. reclaim your bedroom. this, this is yours. it always will be.

AQUARIUS: sometimes you find yourself thinking about the cost of living. how much of yourself you’ve had to trade in order to stay alive. it’s really easy to get angry, when you see that other people have traded so much less and gotten so much more. but don’t let yourself get caught up in the what-if’s because that’s a maze that’ll never let you leave, no matter the strength of the compass you bring with you. forgive yourself for what you’ve had to do to survive. it doesn’t make sense to be ashamed of all you’ve gone through, when everyone else just wants to watch you succeed. we’re rooting for you.

PISCES: you’ve become an expert at mending the bridges that people have burned in your wake and I hope that you see the beauty in that. the talent it takes to reconstruct a pathway between two islands is immense and you’ve forgotten this in all of the excitement. you’ve accomplished great things in such a short time, and it’s breathtaking. truly. when you were born everybody in the room must’ve held their breath, because how could they not see what they were bringing into the world? sure, you’ve caused a few accidents. but you’re working to fix the damage. you’re trying. that’s enough.

ARIES: the clocks have all been telling you that you’re late for figuring yourself out. which is another way of saying that it feels as though time itself has been harassing you because you don’t know who you are yet. and hey, fuck ‘em. time is a construct: while you? you’re here. you’re breathing. you’re taking the alarms and setting them for 12pm because this is your life and you dictate what it’ll be filled with. don’t worry about the calendars or the deadlines. you’ll find yourself when you’re ready. take as many seconds as you need.

Sarah J Maas Interview–

The Southern Continent is set more in a Mongolian style/feel. She said that’s where she got a lot of inspiration from.

Yrene is one her most favorite characters to write about.

Aelin & Lysandra are Night Court.

Rowan- Winter, then Night Court.

Dorian- Dawn Court.

Manon & Lorcan- Hyburn. (She joked that Manon was from the ‘Killer Court.’)

Aedion- Day Court.

She was president of her high school’s Lord of the Rings fanclub. Still has a lifesize cutout of Legolas in her office– which her husband made a tie noose and placed around Legolas’s neck when she first brought it home.

Her father is doing better, and is even planning on coming to one her stops in the next few weeks.

–There will be three novels and two novellas in the ACOTAR world.

-She pitched the extra ACOTAR books/novellas after she got drunk with her Editor. Hadn’t originally planned on telling anyone for a while- not even her husband. They were more for fun and written in her off time.

-You will see Feyre & Rhysand get married in the first novella. The setting is around Winter Solstice, and Feyre is content for her birthday to be forgotten, but the inner circle is not having that.

-We may “possibly” be getting the wall scene.

-There’s a good chance that one of the narrators/characters in the novella will be the focus of her next ACOTAR novel.

-We will most likely find out who Cassian saw the Bone Carver as in one of the novels.

She doesn’t know when the second novella will come out, but she’s already working on the next two novels.

-Each novel will have a love interest- or basically getting two characters together. And will be set after the war, and rebuilding and the effects of the wall being taken down.

-She hasn’t started the third novel, but has five possible 'ships’ she could choose from.

˗ˏˋ  MASTERLIST ˎˊ˗

BARRY ALLEN

  • IN ANOTHER LIFE ( 01 ) ( 02 ) ( 03 ) ⇢ in which barry allen alters the timeline and sets foot on a universe where his once best friend and first love is alive
  • LOVE & BEAUTY   in which team flash captures someone who is thought to be a metahuman, but is really a daughter of the goddess of love and beauty; aphrodite.
  • DOPPELGANGER  in which the reader is a villain from earth-2, sent by zoom to kill the flash. but when she realizes that the flash’s doppelganger is the man she unconditionally loves on their earth, she rebels against zoom’s orders and the idea of killing the flash is no longer an option.
  • FOR YOUR EYES ONLY    in which you’re a fairy and for the first time, you let barry get a glimpse of your wings.
  • THE MANDELA EFFECT ( 01 ) ( 02 ) ( 03 ) ( 04 ) ⇢  in which barry allen returns to the original timeline and discovers that he has gained another seemingly important person to his life.
  • POINT PROVEN ⇢  in which barry convinces you that he’s definitely not a bad kisser, and gets caught in the process by joe while doing so.
  • NO WORRIES ⇢  in which you meet his family for the first time and realize that your overthinking was ridiculous after all.
  • HAPPIER ⇢  in which you realize that barry is happier now that you are no longer part of his life.
  • EVERYTHING WILL BE OKAY ⇢  in which you assure him that everything will be alright despite his mistake in changing the timeline.
  • IT’S ALWAYS BEEN YOU ⇢ in which the cliche best friends turned into lovers is portrayed in this cheesy imagine. 
  • WARNING ⇢  in which he goes to the future and comes back with not only iris to look after, but you as well.
  • THE THREE OF US ⇢  in which you’re bearing a child and tell them in the least expected way possible, also opening an opportunity for barry to say something he’s been meaning to say for a while.
  • SECRET LOVE AFFAIR ⇢  in which your relationship is kept as a secret and you do something about it.
  • WORTHY ⇢  in which you think you’re not worthy enough to be his girlfriend and he tells your otherwise.
  • IT’S THE THOUGHT THAT COUNTS ⇢  in which he tries to cook to impress but ends up in a complete disaster.

CISCO RAMON

  • THE AMUSING BOY AT THE AMUSEMENT PARK   in which you meet your soulmate at the amusement park and you’re not disappointed.
  • THE SINGING BANSHEE  in which you used to be a famous singer but due to the particle accelerator explosions, things change; but apparently, cisco still shows his adoration to you when you meet for the first time.
  • THE OTHER WAY AROUND   in which you’re the knight in shining armor and he’s the one who needed to be saved.

JULIAN ALBERT 

  • TOGETHER   in which he discovers that you’re pregnant and his reaction is the exact opposite of what you were expecting it to be.
  • YOU KNOW WHERE TO FIND ME ( 01 ) ( 02⇢ in which julian albert is actually draco malfoy and you, who was his lover back in hogwarts, finds him again after the years he has spent hiding away from the wizarding world.
  • DIVE   in which he doesn’t think your feelings are true and gets both of your hearts broken in the end.

WALLY WEST


DRACO MALFOY

  • TO DATE THE SLYTHERIN PRINCE  in which no matter what, you refuse to love anyone else other than draco malfoy.
  • YOU COULD’VE ASKED! ⇢  in which draco malfoy finally has the guts to say that he is in love with you, his best friend and longest companion.
  • NOBODY LIKE YOU   in which she’s insecure about her shy personality compared to his and he reassures that he loves her no matter what.
  • ETERNITY   in which a mistake strengthens the relationship you have with him.
  • DATING DRACO WOULD INCLUDE …   just a list of headcanons on how he would be a boyfriend.
  • WATERMELON & MINT   in which you’re best friends and yet you smell each other’s scent in amortentia, also known as the strongest love potion in the world.
  • FRENEMIES ⇢  in which you two couldn’t stand each other but from time to time, it doesn’t seem that way anymore.
  • DRUNKEN NIGHTS ( 01 ) ( 02⇢ in which you’re drunk and he takes care of you, also having the opportunity to hear you talk nonsense in your state.
  • VERSUS KRUM ⇢ in which he’s jealous and makes it official that it is he that you are dating and not krum. 
  • INTRUDER ( 01 ) ( 02⇢ in which out of all the possible rooms inside the girls’ dormitories, it just happens that it’s yours that he stumbles upon after hiding from a certain pug-faced girl.
  • IN PREPARATION FOR THE YULE BALL ( 01 ) ( 02⇢ in which you are forced to practice dancing with the cocky and charming draco malfoy for the yule ball.
  • PEANUT BUTTER AND JEALOUS ⇢ in which feelings are revealed when he starts to act grumpy towards you after being friendly with neville. 
  • SHE’S MINE  in which he makes it clear to a persistent boy that you’re his and nobody else’s.
  • YOU KNOW WHERE TO FIND ME ( 01 ) ( 02in which julian albert is actually draco malfoy and you, who was his lover back in hogwarts, finds him again after the years he has spent hiding away from the wizarding world.
  • THE PERFECT MATCH  in which you balance him out and gives him the feeling of what it’s like to be happy and alive.
  • BITTERSWEET ( 01 ) ( 02⇢ in which you love him but you’re too blinded by heartbreak for it to matter.
  • HATRED ( 01 ) ( 02⇢ in which you’re harry’s twin sister and unlike his feelings for your brother, his rude and obnoxious demeanor has another meaning behind it.
  • ONLY HER   in which you’re a muggle and despite his parents’ protests, makes it clear that it is only you whom he wants and love.
  • EARN IT  in which you’re not easy to have and he proves how persistent he can be in just scoring one date with you.
  • FRATERNIZING WITH THE ENEMY   in which your love and relationship with him is considered as betrayal by harry potter and frankly, you do not care.
  • TIMELINE   just a set of scenes throughout the years you have spent with draco malfoy.

PERCY WEASLEY

  • BUSTED   in which he’s not as strict as he is with the rules in hogwarts as he is in the burrow.
  • GALAXY   in which he confesses under the stars after sneaking out late at night for an astronomy assignment.

FRED WEASLEY

  • I GOT THE GIRL   in which he gets the girl after a well thought plan that involved getting out of each other’s comfort zones.
  • STUDY BUDDIES   in which you’re forced to tutor him and if he improves, he asks if it’d be okay to take you out on a date.
  • MISUNDERSTANDING   in which he wakes up and sees you half-naked, ultimately leading to confusing thoughts about what happened the night before.
  • COLOR ME BLUE  in which he volunteers to help you paint your room in a muggle household.
  • SHAMEFUL FLIRTING   in which he’s hurt and he still has the nerve to flirt.
  • DEATH ( 01 ) ( 02 ) ( 03 ) ( 04 ) ( 05⇢ in which fred meets the grim reaper — someone who guides the people after death, leading them towards the afterlife.
  • SHARING IS CARING  in which he shares his knowledge about the hidden kitchen of hogwarts with you just because he likes you.
  • BETTER LATE THAN NEVER  in which he confesses on the night of the yule ball.
  • DATING FRED WEASLEY WOULD INCLUDE …   just a list of headcanons on how he would be a boyfriend.

GEORGE WEASLEY

  • PRANK WARS   in which a classic prank war is put into stop after professor lupin gets involved.
  • THIEF  in which the reader saves george weasley from professor snape through an extraordinary and interesting way.
  • BEING BEST FRIENDS BEFORE DATING GEORGE WEASLEY WOULD INCLUDE …   just a list of headcanons on how your relationship with him evolved before he became your boyfriend.
  • HEALER OF HEARTS ⇢  in which george weasley injures himself on purpose after one interesting conversation with a healer at st. mungo’s hospital for magical maladies and injuries.
  • KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR   in which he protects you in a time of distress.
  • IRISH, YOU WOULD KISS ME ⇢ in which you buy a piece of clothing that really makes him wish that bulgaria doesn’t win for today’s match against ireland.
  • MUDBLOOD ⇢ in which he’s triggered when he hears someone call you a mudblood. 
  • INTERNATIONAL LOVE   in which you’re american and it’s the first time you’re meeting his family.
  • IN AMIDST OF A WAR  in which you were best friends, like siblings as you often tell the others, but just as the battle of hogwarts is taking place, one of you decides that it’s the best time to confess certain feelings — not exactly the right moment when you may or may not face death while protecting the castle.
  • BACK HOME   in which you return back in his arms after months of recollecting yourself and thinking about what you’ve become over and over.

CEDRIC DIGGORY

  • IRRESISTIBLE ⇢ in which you avoid him because of your growing feelings and he confronts you about it. 
  • HERO   in which you’re the person he would miss the most and has to save on the second task of the triwizard tournament.

HARRY POTTER 

  • TIMELINE just a set of scenes throughout the years you have spent with harry potter.
  • SKINNY LOVE  in which you both like each other but neither is willing to say something until pansy reveals your secret attraction towards him on purpose.

SIRIUS BLACK

  • THE SACRED SECRET   in which everybody else thinks you’re meant to be, and he does too.
  • LITERAL CHASERS   in which chasers from the gryffindor quidditch team makes you jealous because of how they fawn over your obviously good looking boyfriend.
  • TEENAGE RUNAWAYS   in which you make the big decision of running away from your abusive family and sirius supports your decision as he has done the same.
  • REGRETS ⇢  in which sirius recalls his biggest regret when he visits your grave after escaping azkaban.

JAMES POTTER

  • HEARTLESS   in which you’re depicted as heartless but he knows otherwise.
  • THE BRO CODE  in which he likes you and nobody knows, that is until he sees you kissing sirius that he finally makes it clear that he does.

REMUS LUPIN

  • SURVIVOR  in which he tells her a big secret of his and gets an even better reaction of what he was anticipating to come.
  • TIMELINE just a set of scenes throughout the years you have spent with remus lupin.
  • IMPRINT  in which the reader imprints on remus john lupin when she attends her childhood friend’s wedding.



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The Signs and Revenge

**Check moon, mars and lilith signs**

Aries: If you irk an Aries, their reaction will be instant. They’re not really the type to take time and plan out revenge on someone who hurt them, because everything they do is with impulse, not to mention they get over things very quickly. If they were to get revenge on someone, it wouldn’t be the strategic kind. They are known for their explosive temperaments and will not care about blowing up on someone in the middle of a crowded room. Whatever they wind up doing, they do it immediately and openly. For them, revenge is instant and they’re not the type to sit and ponder over things. It may not even count as revenge for them because they’re over things so quickly and can never really stay mad. You can probably expect days of them not talking to you but then they’ll pretty much forget it ever happened. They’re basically the definition of zero to one hundred and then right back down again. They’re very much like flash fire and you really don’t want to piss them off because their anger can be nasty, no matter how long it lasts.

Taurus: Unlike an Aries, a Taurus will carefully plan out their revenge and will take as much time as they need to ponder and then strike when they think the time is most right. Taureans are naturally loyal to the core and they care for their loved ones deeply; but the second you happen to hurt them in a way they can’t forgive, you better watch out. Taurus is a sign that never truly lets go of things until they get the person back. It takes a lot to get them angry but they can be just as vicious as a fire sign when fired up. They will often strike you where they know it hurts the most, too. They will take you to war whenever they feel the time is right and they’re not afraid to get quite vicious and cruel. For them, it’s all about not being able to let go of things. They can be just as unpredictable as a Gemini, they just take their time to strike until they’re happy with their plans. They will strike where it hurts the most and they’re definitely not a sign you want to piss off, especially because they make such great, loyal friends; but if you do them wrong once, you’re most likely done for. They don’t have time for peoples crap.

Gemini: Gemini’s are certainly the most unpredictable sign, especially when it comes to revenge. They are normally very forgiving, laid back and aloof people but it really just depends on the situation and person. Gemini’s are unpredictable in the sense that they’ll do whatever it is they want to do; and by that I mean they may get revenge or they may not. It’s all up to how they feel. This witty sign will always give you mixed signals and you will never know what is truly going on in their head. They will behave as if nothing has happened but don’t be fooled by their cool expression. Most times they will plan their revenge and then change their minds at the last minute. Remember that the Gemini’s mind is often their greatest weapon; they will always have more information on you than you may realize and they can often use this information against you as their revenge. They really are the most unpredictable sign and they’re always, always prepared. They may not be bothered by what you did in the moment and it may take months for them to react on it. It really just comes down to how their mind is working that particular day and what twin comes out to play; the more forgiving and laid back twin or the vicious one who always is prepared with information to use against you. 

Cancer: If there’s any sign who knows how to properly hold a grudge, it’s definitely cancer. They’re the kings/queens of getting revenge on people who do them wrong. They will simply set out to make the persons life miserable in any way they can, especially when it’s someone they deeply cared for in their life who happened to hurt them. Ruled by the moon, their mood swings can change in the blink of an eye and so will their revenge plans. Their once loving and nurturing nature can change drastically once you hurt them. As much as they can love someone beautifully, their revenge and personality can be just as equally ruthless towards someone who wronged them. They’ll simply feel no remorse for their actions and wont get over the situation until their revenge is carried out. They will do it in the most simple, yet hurtful way possible and will turn sour and spiteful. Never ever harm these peoples loved ones or them because it will definitely take a turn for the worst.

Leo: Like cancers, the proud and egotistical leo will hold grudges just for the hell of it. Because they’re a fire sign who mainly relies and acts on impulse, don’t expect to them sit and ponder on ideas to seek out revenge; they will act on their hurt right then and there on when it happens and they’ll most likely let everyone know about it. They’re incredibly loyal people who love deeply and most times, they will end up forgiving you for what you’ve done but it really depends on who you are. They are very proud beings who tend to ignore you out of revenge instead of discussing what happened. They can be very dramatic in the sense that they will do things to piss you off on purpose while still being able to ignore you. Since their ego is bruised so easily, they will never show their pain and normally they will withdraw to think of it on their own. Depending on who you are, they will most likely forgive after a while and they may not directly approach the situation but they’ll gradually make their way back into your life. The culprit may beg them for forgiveness but it’s all up to the leo to decide whether or not they want to trust the person again.

Virgo: Virgos can actually be quite ridiculously vengeful and stubborn when someone has wronged them. They can have a very huge God complex about themselves and your best bet would be to apologize in the sense where you tell them they’re always right. They can be very finicky and they may not take revenge immediately but there’s no doubt that they will avenge their wrong. They’re definitely a sign that never forgets and they will grow vengeful and cold towards a person who did them wrong. They will make you feel so pathetic about yourself because of what you’ve done and they’ll become insanely critical. Their revenge is never a dramatic show, it’s quite simple but they make sure it hits the person in the deepest spot. They can manipulate the person in such a way to get them to beg for forgiveness, as this sign loves to feel in control of others. Their tactics are more verbal than physical but their words cut deeper than wounds and will leave a person regretting it every day.

Libra: Libra’s are normally seen as just and haters of conflict but once it comes to someone wronging them, they can actually take lots of joy in creating drama. They’re not angered easily and it will take a lot for you to get on their bad side but if you hurt them in such a way where they’ve been humiliated in front of others, they’ll most likely not ignore it. Their anger is not something that is acted out like a fire sign, their anger is actually quite controlled and never really harsh. If you hurt a Libra, they usually take revenge by bitching about the situation and spreading rumors. The thing with Libra’s is that you will never truly know they are hurt. They like to make it look like they’re chill about it but they will waste no time in making the situation known to their friends/peers. They may also stick around by you, but your trust will never be 100% with them again, even if they make it seem like it. 

Scorpio: If you ever wrong a scorpio, your best bet is to honestly change countries or go into hiding. They will go years and years without forgiving, at that. They will seriously make you wish you were never born and they will go to utterly ruthless ends to make your life miserable. Scorpio is a sign that has a hard time forgiving in general and their reaction to any kind of wronging thrown at them can be quite venomous and cold. They are incredibly loyal and who knows why someone would ever choose to wrong them and they are incredibly aware of this. They will grow strongly vindictive and will make you regret it every day of your life without ever forgiving you, therefore making it endless torture. They very much enjoy watching the person beg and surrender to them, as like Virgo, they love to feel in control of people, and yet they’ll never accept it. Scorpios love to believe that they’re secret agents of karma and they very much believe in hitting back ten times harder to someone who as wronged them. Their sting is worse than their bite and their wicked emotions are very much driven by their dark side, which is a side you never want to be the victim of.

Sagittarius: These natives are usually a very happy-go-lucky sign who never takes things too personally. If you do somehow find a way to hurt these individuals, their reaction will most likely be on the spot and impulsive, but never with too much bloodshed. Since they are a fire sign, their emotions are like wild fires and hurting them in any which way can push them to release the madness within, but it never truly lasts. This sign is truly all about forgiveness and moving on and they don’t have the time of day to dwell on things. They’re all about second chances but they will tend to be very cautious of you for a while until your trust is fully gained again. These individuals can be very stubborn and set in their ways and they can become very verbal and loud in their reactions and may feel more superior than the other as if they never do any wronging’s. They have an uncanny ability to see two sides of an argument and they will debate until the other gives up. Don’t expect mercy right away with these folks, but they’re never ones to hold a grudge or put sequels to revenge. 

Capricorn: Capricorns are naturally very proud people who are not afraid to get vengeful when someone has wronged them. Forgiving easily with such things is not typically in their nature and when it comes to plotting revenge, they do so in a very methodical way with as little emotion involved as possible. They are naturally very clear-minded and focused when pondering ideas and they will go to great lengths in thinking something up. They have undying loyalty for the important people in their life and if someone has ever wronged them, you can expect them to be quite brutal. They will take complete separation from you in order to feel the pain out, and because of their pride, they will never show you their pain when it comes time for them to seek revenge. They will do it as unemotional as possible and they will completely drop you from their life. Their revenge is a one time thing and they will leave the person regretting. It is very unlikely that they will forgive you, especially if you were so close to them, but if you mattered a great deal to them, they may just change their mind at the last minute.

Aquarius: Aquarius is a fixed side, who is very set in their ways and stubborn, so don’t expect them to see your side easily or forgive. Although they are not so much in a hurry to take their revenge, they will definitely cut you off completely, even if they somehow wind up forgiving you. Aquarius is a very detached sign by nature and they will most likely tell themselves they do not care about what happened, even if they know it deeply wounded them. They’re not ones to take peoples crap easily and they will carry the hate against the person who has wronged them for as long as they wish. Aquarian’s are not the most rational out of the signs and if they decide that their intuition is telling them to run, they’ll do just that. But, if you are lucky, and the Aquarian’s intuition tells them that forgiving is better for their soul, then you may just get lucky, even if it takes time for them to fully feel the same around you. Like Gemini’s, it really just comes down to what feels better for them, personally. 

Pisces: This whimsical sign may not always seem like a threat, but once you have securely gotten on their bad side, they can have a whole other wicked side to them. They are a dual water sign, who happens to be one of the most sensitive out of all the signs, and because of that, they can become quite vengeful. They’re very easily offended and hurt but they will never show it. Even though they don’t show it easily, on the inside they could be finding ways to pretty much plot your death. Because they’re a dual sign, they can be very indecisive on what fish they let come out to play. They’re naturally a very compassionate sign who may feel like they’re as equally bad a person if they wrong the person back, and they may just end up forgiving the person without taking much revenge. But, like Aquarius, they depend heavily on intuition, and if they feel like a person is giving them bad vibes, they will waste no time in dropping you completely before there even has to be conflict. On the other hand, if the more wicked side of a pisces comes out, they will not be so forgiving. They can give into their dark side very easily and they will think of any which way to get their revenge on you. But, if they have any sort of soft spot for you, they may just change their minds at the last minute.

Ten reminders

1. The first reminder: don’t forget to get new supplies of that thing you are just about to run out of.

2. Second: remember to wake up at an appropriate time for that thing you were going to do. For example, if you are attending the founding of Vladivostok you should set your alarm for July, 1850. You may need to use that button on the back to get the correct setting.

3. Third: remember that there are metal-tipped mountains on Venus which are higher than any mountain on Earth.

4. Fourth: remember to walk that thing that needs walking, I am not quite sure what the thing is, it might be a dog or an idea or a romance, and the walking might be literal or metaphorical but anyhow: that thing is sitting at your feet and panting and you might want to give it a bit of exercise or it’ll be keeping you up all night.

5. Then too, remember that song, the one that filled up your whole head for days and you couldn’t stop little bits of it slipping out of your mouth from time to time? Just asking.

6. Sixth: have you remembered that cats’ feet have little beans on the bottom so far today? If not, this is your official reminder to remember this.

7. Seventh: don’t forget to talk to that person you were going to talk to, they would probably be happy to hear from you.

8. Also, eighth, just to remind you, you have a tongue in your mouth and if you think about it you can just sort of feel it sitting there.

9. Ninth: this is a reminder that one day you will look at the unrolling horizon and feel a sudden cloud lifting, a cloud you were never even quite sure was there, and behind it unexpected joy.

10. And finally: remember that most things, really, turn out OK, and most people are at least alright and at best amazing, and hidden within each awesome thing there are usually at least six more curled up like woodlice.

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'Supergirl' Books Calista Flockhart Return
Cat Grant returns! Calista Flockhart is set to reprise her role as Kara’s former CatCo boss in season 2, EW has learned. Details on Cat Grant’s return are being kept tightly under wraps…

Cat Grant returns! Calista Flockhart is set to reprise her role as Kara’s former CatCo boss in season 2, EW has learned.

Details on Cat Grant’s return are being kept tightly under wraps, other than Flockhart will appear in the final two episodes of the season, slated for Monday, May 15 and the finale on Monday, May 22.

A series regular in season 1, Flockhart took on a recurring guest star role when production on the CW super series moved to Vancouver in season 2. The character exited in the second episode of the season, during which Cat declared it was time for her to move on — she had dominated the media world, but felt stagnant, so she took a leave of absence to conquer new challenges. She has not been seen since.

Back in February, executive producer Andrew Kreisberg seemed optimistic that Flockhart would be back by season’s end. “We’re working on it,” Kreisberg said. “We love Calista, Calista loves us, she loves the show. She has other commitments and family and whatnot, but we’re trying to work it out.”

Raindrop Cake (Makes 2 cakes)

Ingredients

2/3 cup/160ml spring water 
1 pinch of vanilla sugar
~1/8 teaspoon agar powder (you may need to experiment a bit to attain desired texture)

Instructions

1. Measure out the water in a microwaveable measuring cup and add the sugar.  Microwave for 30 seconds and stir until sugar is dissolved.
2. While stirring, sprinkle on the agar powder.  Microwave again for 30 seconds and stir for a minute.  Continue microwave and stirring as needed until the agar is all dissolved, although you’ll probably still see clear bits floating around in the water.
3. Carefully pour into your desired molds; pop any bubbles that may appear.  Transfer the molds to the refrigerator and allow to set for several hours or overnight.
4. Carefully unmold the cakes and serve immediately with your desired toppings.

Tips

Use clear juice or food color for colored drop cakes.Agar powder can be replaced with gelatin powder.Flavor extracts will give the raindrop a hint of color (like vanilla extract).Add ediple flowers inside the mold for decorated raindrop cakes.
know it all — p.p.

summary : may parker can’t fathom that you and her nephew aren’t dating yet- she can’t wait forever, you know, and she knows it’s going to happen eventually. when has may ever been wrong?

word count : 3k

author’s note : long time no see?? LOL sophomore year is successfully kicking my ass but i wrote this and it’s semi long so?? 

   May Parker prides herself on a lot of things- namely, her stunning resilience in the face of immense adversity, and the way she just seems to know things. She can’t help it, it’s her not so lame superpower and she uses it on Peter all the time, much to his annoyance. She earns a roll of the eyes whenever she says something out of the blue, so profound Peter can’t help but contemplate its credibility for the hours that follow their interactions. She knows things, she does, and she knows that you and her nephew are as meant to be as her and Ben were- are, she chastises herself sometimes- and she knows it so truly in the deepest recesses of her heart that the fact that you and Peter aren’t together is something that goes right over her head. 

   “Peter, hon, when’s your girl coming over? I miss having other ladies in the house,” she says one day, interrupting the silence that had settled upon the pair  as Peter recited the periodic table of elements so naturally in his head in preparation for a quiz the following day. Peter loses track somewhere between lithium and beryllium or maybe it was phosphorus, he doesn’t know anymore, when he hears May call you that, his girl, and he shakes his head at her wildly. “What? What’d I say?” May points her wooden spoon at him, and Peter’s reminded that she’s Italian for the fifth time that day. 

   “May, she’s not- she’s not my, like, girlfriend,” he stresses each syllable the word carries, practically throwing his pencil across the table when he turns his chair to get a better view of his aunt as she prepares dinner- pasta, again, because she claims it’s the only thing she can’t possibly mess up. “You know that! Y/N’s been my best friend forever.” 

    “You realize you can be best friends with your girlfriend, don’t you?” Peter can sense May’s eyes rolling even though he can’t see her since she’s facing the stove with her back turned. “You two have definitely kissed. You can’t tell me you haven’t.” 

    Peter’s entire face feels hot when she says that, his hands clammy when he presses them together against his cheeks, placing his elbows on the table to prop his head up. “That’s embarrassing, May. Why would you ever ask me that?” He runs his hands through his hair and the gel is so terribly packed on it that the carefully prepared hairstyle comes undone with one swift movement. “We haven’t, in case you’re wondering, which I know you are because you’re nosy.” Peter feels the spoon lightly poke into his back, a playful warning. 

   “Anyways,” May continues loudly, “as I was saying before, your girlfriend should come over for dinner sometime this week. I’m making pasta.” She grins before placing a bowl of penne in front of Peter, his least favorite pasta shape. Peter scowls at the penne but picks up his fork anyway and shoves some in his mouth, chewing thoughtfully for a moment before giving May a thumbs up. At least she was proud of it. “I won’t make penne if you get her to come over.” 

    She knows she’s got him when she sees the slow, unsure nod start. He sticks his hand out, and May shakes it happily. “Only because of the penne. I want bowties. Please,” he gives his aunt his best, brightest, sweetest smile he can form, much like the ones that come so naturally when he turns his gaze to look at you- but May won’t bring that up just yet. “And don’t make girlfriend jokes in front of her.” His utensil stabs into the pasta as he thinks to himself, ‘cause if you keep it up in front of her, she’ll think I’m a weirdo and I’ll never genuinely get to call Y/N that, ever. Honestly, he’d much rather launch himself headfirst off of the Empire State Building than never get to experience kissing you, holding your hand, being with you in all those sorts of hopelessly romantic ways that he daydreams about regularly. He’s doing it again, slipping into that endless reverie he always seems to find himself lost in. But it’s okay. His mind is a chasm of soft loves and sweet words shared between the two of you. It’s a beautiful, long mess of a dream. 

   “You lost, Pete?” May snaps her fingers in front of his face, bemused. 

    “A little,” he sighs in that dreamy tone she recalls her own self indulging in so fondly in her younger years. His gaze becomes hazy again, like he’s on another plane entirely, but she lets him be. For now. 


    Peter knows he’s dressing up a little too much for just a friend. He’s spraying too much strong cologne and gelling his hair excessively and praying you won’t notice the fact that it’ll be dryer than the leaves in the wintertime, but it’s all too much for someone he insists is his best friend and his best friend alone, nothing more and nothing less, certainly not his girlfriend. Never that, right? Peter frowns at his reflection and tilts his head down, rubbing his head in attempt to remove most of the gel that had been a serious mistake in the first place. You preferred his hair curly, anyway. Not that he cared. Not in the slightest. He puts on the sweater that you once said looked lovely on him and he wears his nice jeans, the ones without that stupid hole near the butt cheek that you can’t really see unless you’re trying

   His cheeks flush when May gives a tiny, satisfied smirk upon seeing his perfectly put together outfit. He acts as if no time at all was spent on his appearance, but she knows him, like she knows everything else, and she knows that he’s been holed up in the bathroom for over twenty minutes now trying to see which shirt matched his eyes best and debating the chances of you realizing that this was the sweater you liked the most on him before he put it on and beamed at himself in the mirror. Maybe it was the color or the stitching or the fabric but he was starting to like this one much more, too. 

   “You look very handsome, sweets,” May says to him, squeezing his shoulder as she brushes past him to place a salad on the table. Peter surveys the salad with a strange look on his face. 

   “Why’d you make a salad? Since when does Y/N eat salad?” He raises his eyebrows at her, before adding with haste, “not that I don’t love your salad, Aunt May, ‘cause I do. I promise.”  

   Aunt May places her hands on her hips, peering at him through the tops of her glasses in a way that makes her look too wise for someone as young as she was. “I’m making a good impression, obviously.” 

   “You’ve known her for like ten years now, the time for good impressions is over, May. You missed your chance.”

   “This is the first time I’m seeing Y/N as your girlfriend, though!” Peter lets out the loudest groan imaginable, running his hands over his cheeks and slapping his forehead with great vexation. 

   “Still not my girlfriend,” he insists on insisting, taking the extra plates out of her busy hands and helping to set the small kitchen table. 

   May smooths back a loose strand of hair from his forehead with a kind, teasing grin on her face. “Doesn’t mean you don’t want her to be, kiddo.” 

   He can’t possibly argue with that sort of logic, especially not when his aunt hits the nail right on the head in that peculiar way she has a habit of doing, so he just smiles and kisses May on the cheek. There’s a knock on the door less than a second later, and the pair scramble for the upper hand before Peter beats her to it and nearly flies to grab the handle of it and yank it open so he can greet you accordingly, slightly out of breath with his hair flopping to one quite nicely and a joyous smile making its way across his mouth when he sees you for the first time that day. May hovers earnestly behind him, hands fluttering over her nephew’s shoulders so she can push past him to wrap you in a hug if need be. Sometimes Peter has the impression that May adores you even more than he does; he wasn’t sure if he should be glad for that, or a bit offended that you seemed to return the blatant favoritism with ardency. 

   There was a brief second where your eyes raked over your best friend’s face with soft admiration, hidden as carefully as you could manage. When you met his appreciative gaze you felt the palms of your hands clam up and so you cast your look back to his aunt and playfully pushed past him to give her a hug. 

   Peter, offense overriding his previously somewhat moonstruck expression, backed away from you when you finally turned toward him with your arms outstretched. “Oh, now I get a hug? Interesting,” he rolls his eyes in a teasing manner, unable and unwilling to conceal his little, loving smile that appeared when you pried his arms off his chest and defiantly wrapped them around yourself as you hugged him. “Didn’t seem so interested in hugging me when you were shoving me away to get to May,” he says, craning his neck to stare at you whilst continuing to drag the embrace out for as long as possible. 

   “You’re still my favorite Parker,” you reply, poking his chest lightly. Then you turn away before you can say anything else that could be considered too revealing of certain, carefully concealed feelings that had the possibility of being detrimental to a beautiful friendship that had manifested over the years into something more, but not quite, not yet. “Sort of,” you put as an afterthought, lest he get any ideas about you feeling… something for him. “Anyways, what’s for dinner, May?” You anticipate pasta, and when May announces the dish with a great flourishing of her hand, you grin. Typical, yes, but nothing if not welcomed. 

  Peter, gentleman that he is, pulls out your chair for you, and you let yourself imagine that he’s doing it as a chivalrous boyfriend and not simply a polite friend. He imagines the same, though. Imagines that he’s on a date with you and he pulls out your chair and smiles kindly and lovingly- and he basks in this image for as long as he can. May calls you over then, and the daydream is shattered. You make your way over to her in the kitchen, leaning against the counter. 

   May lowers her voice before speaking, “Y/N, I’m gonna need you to explain something to me,” she starts. You nod, raising your eyebrows at her. “Explain why you and Peter aren’t together yet. Honestly, honey, I just can’t understand it.” She talks with her hands the way Peter does. 

   “Uh- what? I, um, I don’t… understand?” Your voice cracks a little, as if having May practically shove your less than friendly feelings for Peter back in your face wasn’t embarrassing enough. “We’re, um, you know, like, friends.” 

   Her hand waves dismissively, pushing that sentence away. “No, no, see that’s what he said, too! I have to disagree. I know everything, kiddo, and I know that you two are going to make it as a couple, so if that’s what your afraid of, don’t be. Go for it. I see the same thing in him that I see in you right now, and that thing is love. So, I’m going to need you to go make my nephew the happiest kid on Earth and tell him you’re falling in love with him, and you’ll see that he’s going to say the same thing to you. Trust me. Aunt May knows all,” she shrugs in a casual manner, brushing her confidence off, before she steers you around and gently pushes you back toward the tiny dining room table where Peter sits awkwardly fiddling with his thumbs with his lip caught between his teeth. 

   “Hi,” you almost whisper, settling down in your seat across from him. 

   He glances up. “Hey,” he says, smiling again. A reflex, in your presence. He clears his throat, then asks, “So, what’d you and May talk about?” He knows May loves him as if he were her son, which for all intents and purposes he is, but he can’t be sure of her secrecy. He wouldn’t put it past his aunt to let slip “accidentally” that he liked you, loved you, cared for you. 

   You take a sip of your glass of water that Peter must have filled in your absence from the table. You had a tendency to take sips of your drink when in uncomfortable conversations, or conversations you felt nervous in. He notes that. “Oh, um, nothing really… but if were gonna talk about it, I’d wanna do it in, like, private?” You twirl your straw around your drink, mixing the ice in the glass. Peter abruptly stands from his chair. You watch him sling a jacket around his shoulders and throw one of his sweaters at you, which you catch easily. “You wanna go now?” 

   He nods, licking his lips anxiously. “No better time than the present, right?” If you’re going to confront him and crush his heart with a single sentence that stands along the lines of I see you as a friend, he wants it done sooner rather than later. He wants it over with, so he can go back to his suffering in comfortable silence and start an attempt to move past this crush the way he had easily drifted away from his crush on Liz Allan. You fumble with the sweater as you stand. “May, we’re gonna step out for a bit!” Peter announces, opening the front door of his apartment and letting you slip out first. He doesn’t wait for her response before he disappears, too. May watches the two of you leave and feels her heart grow twice its size. 

  You’re standing outside the apartment building ten minutes later in the chilly autumn breeze, thankful for the cologne scented sweater that rests over your body like a warm blanket. Peter’s hands are never cold, and so they linger outside of his pockets as opposed to yours, shoved inside the front pocket of the sweater he’s given you. He reaches for your hands wordlessly and rubs them over his. “You’re always freezing,” he laughs quietly, lacing his fingers through yours with a new burst of confidence that you find endearing as you squeeze his hands. “Hey, wanna know something? You might know it already but, I figure I should tell you myself, if you wanna know.” He swings his hands back and forth, and yours swing along with his. 

   “Yeah, please,” you insist, twisting your head to the side to sweep the windswept hair out of your face. One of Peter’s hands comes up to brush it out of the way, typical and cliche and an overplayed move but none of that matters when the action is being carried out, because it makes your stomach constrict in that funny way and your heart melt into a puddle on the dirty sidewalk. His fingers linger over the softness of your cheek, and he keeps his hand there to see what you’ll say about it. You say nothing, let remain there. “You gonna tell me or not?” 

  “Should I- I could maybe…” he sucks on the bottom of his lip. “Forget it, I don’t know how to speak properly around you like this.” You start to protest, demand he tell you because you won’t be able to stop thinking about this if he doesn’t, but every word dies before it can touch the edge of your lips. Peter has his head lowered down toward you and he’s kissing you, a thought that’s crossed your mind more times than you were able to count but now, it’s happening. Real lips pressed against yours feverishly, shyness forgotten in the heat of the moment. When he pulls away first, it returns and collides with him as if he’s hit a brick wall, and his cheeks burn red. He makes no move to back away, still. “D-Did I step out of line? Was that okay? Do you hate me? ‘Cause if you do we can go back upstairs or you can leave and then on Monday we can pretend that this never happened because you’re still my best friend no matter what even if it’s awkward-” 

   Your hands clasp together around the back of his neck as you yank him down toward you again, and this time you kiss him back. You can feel him smiling so hard it makes it difficult to kiss him, but when you break away to tell him that, he just laughs and smiles harder and keeps kissing you. He doesn’t know how to stop now that’s he had the opportunity. You’re both laughing hysterically and trying to kiss properly and his nose bumps against yours repeatedly, and it’s the most perfect first kiss in the world. 

   He keeps his hand firmly grasped in yours when you go back upstairs to his seventh floor apartment, opens the door for you and everything. May is sitting at the table, turns her head to the both of you and peers at you from the top of her glasses. Peter raises his hand and yours, triumphant. May claps her hands together as he, your boyfriend, declares proudly, “Aunt May, I would like to formally introduce you to my girlfriend, Y/N Y/L/N, who I hope will be sticking around?” He looks to you for reassurance, and gets what he needs from the happy kiss you bestow upon the side of his face. 

   “I told you two I know everything!” Is what breaks the joyous silence, and then the laughter starts again; a perfectly lovely family. 

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When Harry Styles stepped on the stage set up at Rockefeller Plaza Tuesday morning (May 9), dressed in a black shirt and richly colored pink suit (that Matt Lauer said he was jealous of), it was pure pandemonium – some fans had been waiting for days for this moment.

“Our line started to form on Saturday afternoon,” Alex Ficquette, TODAY’s plaza producer, tells Billboard. “They were in sleeping bags, the line hit six city blocks this morning. I haven’t seen it this crazy since Justin Bieber last year.”

Styles was not only kicking off the Citi Concert Series on TODAY’s summer lineup, but also delivering his second-ever live performance (his first being on Saturday Night Live weeks prior). During his SNL performance, he debuted the track “Ever Since New York,” and though the song has yet to see an official release, that didn’t prevent the young, primarily female, crowd from singing every lyric.

This morning, Styles performed that track again as well as his hit “Sign of the Times” (he released the music video yesterday), and also debuted a new song: the bluesy, rock-driven “Carolina” that features a catchy chorus of “la la la’s” while Styles repeatedly sings, “She’s a good girl.”

While Ficquette says, “There’s a distinct energy here of people who are excited to hear the solo material,” that didn’t stop Styles from dipping his toes into an old One Direction song.

Before leaving the stage – it was specially built to be in the middle and lower to the ground than TODAY’s normal stage, “so he could be completely surrounded by his fans, he wanted that,” says Ficquette – Styles had one final surprise. “I’ve never performed this before,” he said with his signature smirk. “Let’s see how it goes. I wrote this four years ago.” He then led fans through a sing-along of “Stockholm Syndrome,” off the 2014 1D album Four.

As Styles sang his opening verse, he brought new meaning to the lyrical question, “Who’s this whisper telling me that I’m never gonna get away?” Considering that on the chorus of “Sign of the Times” he sings over and over again, “We got to get away,” it’s clear Styles isn’t done chasing whatever he’s after… but following the stunning solo performance he delivered on TODAY, he appears to be headed in the right direction. - Billboard

10 Things I Learned as an Interviewer for the Interviewee

As a fourth year medical students (yikes) I was able to become an interviewer for my medical school. So yes, that means maybe someone I’ve interviewed may one day see this. Though probably not. Anyways, it was very surreal to be on the other side of the process all these years later and while I’m getting ready for interviews myself (anyone want me for residency, btw?)

A lot of expectations and previous notions about interviews that I had really did change and I can see how intricate the process actually is, and I get why we get asked the questions we do. At least somewhat better.                                                                   

All experiences and interviewers are different but here are some things I think can really help out the interviewee. Maybe things you thought were hard and fast rules but aren’t or things you didn’t expect us to be looking for. Anything to help! And while this is directed at pre-meds, the advice should still general enough that anyone can use it, if they want.

Some things to know beforehand; I was part of a two-on-one interview setting which lasted 30 minutes with a few preset questions we needed to ask. The interview was blind, so we couldn’t see stats.

Take a second to observe your interviewers.

This isn’t an open invitation to judge your interviewers, but most of us are pretty telling in the way we present ourselves. If you can take a break for the nerves for a second pay attention to our introductions, our demeanor and how we’re dressed. It can give you a sense of how relaxed or stringent we may be and what our personalities may be like even if we were told to stay stone cold poker-faced. And always keep in mind who your interviewers are and what departments they’re from. It can help guide the tone we set for the entire interview.  

Play off the interviewers.

Now that you’ve taken a moment to take in your surroundings use those to your advantage. If we’re playing tough, answer with strength and intention. If we’re relaxed, don’t sit so stiff and maybe get us to laugh. If you are asked thought provoking questions, take time to think about it and provide thought provoking answers. The more you work with us, the easy and more open a dialog becomes and the more personable the interview will become. It’s a great way to show flexibility and adaptation, and for the interviewers who did this well we found ourselves impressed.

If I’m offering you information, take it.

If I am telling you that I am a 4th year and I can answer your questions about rotations, classes, or student life I am literally giving you questions to ask me in the event you have forgotten all of yours. If faculty tells you which program they are a part of and what they specialize in they are opening that line of information for you. They are telling you were their interests and focuses are and you can run with that, if you like.

Please, please do your research.

We had an application who couldn’t tell us what they liked our school. Had no idea what the mission statement was or what the goals of the school were. Didn’t have a clue. I had to use my doctor face so I could stay neutral. It was bad. I get that you just want to be in medical school but come on. Point blank, there is no excuse for anyone to know nothing about the program they’re interviewing for. You should also have worked out answers for frequently asked questions. Getting stumped on classic medical school questions…it’s a big red flag. So please plan ahead and do your research.  

Pick the length of your answers carefully.

Different types of questions prompt different types of answers. There are a lot of questions that can prompt follow up questions. Hobbies for example; going into every detail about your hobbies is probably counterproductive. But that’s assuming you have a fair amount of things you like to do that aren’t medicine. You can add a snip here and there, like “I’ve done that for 15 years” or “it’s really a huge passion of mine” but if there is interest in hearing more, we’ll most likely ask. If you only have one thing, don’t think “I like running” is a good enough answer. Give us something to work with. There are questions, especially theoretical ones or tell me a story situations that are meant to be longer. And always keep in mind your time limit.

Be confident, not cocky.

There is a huge difference between smug and confident. We had one prospect who gave this shit-eating “gotcha” grin after every question they thought they had aced. It was almost like they were trying to directly challenging me. It got to the point that I stopped caring what they were saying and was just getting pissed. The answers could have been great (they weren’t) but all that stuck with me was the cockiness. Not sure if you do that unintentionally? That’s what practice interviews are for. There are very clear differences when someone was proud of an answer and were pleased, and what this individual was doing. And if you do act that way, personally, I don’t want you representing my school, regardless of what your application looks like.

I don’t care about the “right” answer. I care why.

I know there are certain questions answers that are kind of set in stone. And I know straying too far from say, an ethics question, is hard to do in a new and unique way. The way to make yourself stand out from the crowd is to explain the reasons why you believe this to be the “right” answers since those tend to differ among applicants and shows your critical thinking skills past “well obviously this is the right answer”. Aside from that most interviewers don’t have specific expectations for most questions. We’d rather just hear about you and your personal experiences, honestly.

We’re not always looking for your spoken answer.

Sometimes we’re looking at your body language. I will purposefully ask questions I know there are only a few answers too. Not because I want to know if you know it, but rather how you viscerally respond. Do you look uncomfortable when answering an ethics or grades question? Did you answer robotically? Are you still looking at me? Can you pick yourself back up after a rough question? What you do speaks just as loud as the things your saying and I’m looking for it.

Use your personality and responses to show you want to be here. Not your grades.

This was not an isolated event. I had a few prospective students speak about a class and sneak in “which I got an A in” and continue. Not really a fan of that. I naturally assume that everyone we interviewed had good enough grades and scores because, well, you’re at the interview. At this point in the process all I want if for you to shine beyond those things and prove to me that you can be a doctor on paper and in person.  

Make me feel connected to you.

In the end, I want to feel like I know who you are. I want to know what you stand for and I want to experience the person who wants to become a physician. I want to appreciate your story and how far you’ve come. We don’t need to become best friends, we don’t need to have similar thoughts or values or personalities. But I want to feel like we could understand each other now and in the future. Let me be excited about you and for you. Let me want you to be here so I can check accept.

I hope someone was able to get something useful from this because for all of you here dying to enter this crazy profession I want you to reach your goals. I really do, and I’m just doing all I can on the internet. Good luck to everyone on your interviews!

Things Not to Do in a Tarot Reading

Originally posted by korilakkuma-say


Most readings go over great! However, there is definitely some level of etiquette expected. Here’s a list of some things that can instantly turn a reading sour!

For the Querent…

💎 Be Disrespectful. This should really go without saying. If you’re getting a reading, treat them with respect! They are providing a service just like anybody else you would give money to. Even if they’re doing it for free, they’re still taking time out of their day to help you out.

💎 Cram Questions. Typically, it goes one question, one card, with more cards providing more insight or addressing different facets of a single question. It makes a reader’s head ache when someone purchases a single card draw, but sends the reader a billion questions. They’re trying to get the insight of a ten-card spread for basically a dollar, and from the reader’s end it feels like they’re being slighted. It’s simple: if you want more insight and more detail, choose a reading that fits your needs.

💎 Fight the Reading. There are two ways people do this: fighting the message, and fighting the reader.  In the first, if the cards say something the querent doesn’t like, and they get upset, trying to get the reader to “fix” their answer. This mostly comes from people who wanted a tarot reading for self-affirmation, rather than insight into a problem. If you want a feel-good tarot sesh that’s fine; be sure to either purchase a reading designed for that, or let your reader know you’re not up for bad news right then. The second comes from fellow readers! The reader will be going about their business and the querent will say, “I read tarot and that’s not what that card means.” It may seem like a kind gesture at first, but not all decks have the same meaning for every card and the reader’s intuition and unique interpretation are just as important as the card. If the meanings were set in stone for every card, we wouldn’t need to go to other readers!

💎 Treat the Reader Like a Hack. Skepticism is understandable. Skepticism is completely fine! A lot of skeptics end up getting tarot readings either for the novelty of it, or because their friend dragged them into it. It’s okay to approach a reading with a healthy amount of reservation, waiting to see what’s in store before totally investing in it. However, there’s a line between being skeptical, and being a jerk about it. Don’t spend the whole time trying to “expose” your reader as a fraud, constantly critique on how vague or not they’re being, and just steamrolling over the message they’re trying to give you so that you can feel superior somehow. It doesn’t make you look like a hero, it makes you look like someone I impersonate with an annoying voice to my friends over dinner.

💎 Ask Questions that are Clearly Out of Line. Tarot can get pretty heavy sometimes. A lot of experienced readers have at least one story of someone who really opened up to them about dark subjects, and they worked through it together. A lot of different subjects are acceptable, but some just… really aren’t. My friend had a querent approach him online, all but straight-up saying they were meant to be together and asking for a reading about their future. I’ve had people approach me asking for me to diagnose their illness. If you have a question about a potentially triggering subject, please please ask your reader if they are comfortable reading for that topic before just unloading a graphic description on them. Also, don’t hit on your reader. It’s the occult equivalent of hitting on your waitress.

For the Reader…

💎 Minimize the Querent’s Concerns. This person came to you with a question in mind, and is putting their trust in you. What seems trivial to you may be a big deal to someone else! If someone approaches you asking what they can do to bond with their cat more, don’t make them feel silly for choosing that question; that’s their prerogative. If they’re concerned enough about it to get a tarot reading, maybe there’s more to it than meets the eye!

💎 Judge Their Question (to their face.) I won’t say “don’t judge them at all,” because often that’s impossible. We’re only human, after all. Let’s say your querent is considering leaving their long-term relationship for a sketchy but passionate fling. You might think this person has garbage priorities, but I promise any lecture you feel like giving them, they’ve already heard. They’re not paying you to nag or bestow your personal ethics onto them. They’ve already done whatever they’ve done, and now they would just like some insight before moving forward. It’s not a reader’s job or a reader’s place to place moral judgement on a reader. (It’s a lot like being a therapist… everything is neutral and confidential, unless there’s evidence of abuse or potential harm to the querent or someone else. If the querent did/is doing something illegal, that’s a different matter.)

💎 Be Disrespectful. Again, this should go without saying. Our querents deserve a little dignity! It’s okay to laugh with them, should the atmosphere allow for it, but never laugh at them. A querent’s feelings are perfectly valid and should be treated as such. They are not inherently foolish or less wise than you, so let’s all agree to not present ourselves as these sages of wisdom helping the poor little mortals.

💎 Half-Ass It. Someone is actually giving you literal money! We get that you’re tired. We get that you hate the question, but literal shapeshifting master of darkness Aku could kick down the door to your Tarot Shack, slap down a five dollar bill, and ask for a reading on his love life. You would still be ethically obligated to actually try and give a reading based on what the cards say, and in a reasonable amount of depth that someone who doesn’t read tarot would feel like they got a sufficient amount of insight. Basically, you’re offering a service. Give it your all!

Originally posted by verona7881

I took notes.

Who killed Markiplier notes Chapter One

You arrived at 6:45.

You have not met Colonel before the party so he introduces himself

You are a district attorney

Damien trusts you and knows you well. Yet you haven’t seen one another in a while, indicated by his “well catch up”.

Drinking likely started around 7 in the evening.

The Colonel had a loaded gun in the house.

Tylers cotton gloves leave no fingerprints on the glass

You are very good at poker

You went into the kitchen

Colonel’s hand held The Ace of clubs, The Ace of Hearts, the 3 of hearts, the 3 of diamonds, and the 10 of spades. All the cards shown were colored in black

Colonel had the detective in a choke hold.

Colonel threw a flask at Tyler.

Colonel then was shown loading a very familiar gun.

You got uppercutted by the detective, then checked up on Damien.

Mark did not take the red robe off.

At least You went to bed around 1:30.

The alarm was already set to wake you at 8:30

Tyler was waiting for you when you woke.

Seltzer with cocaine for hangover remedy

Damien was up before you as well.

“Aah, there’s our little monster. You really knocked them dead last night, I haven’t seen you go wild like that since our days in university. Good to let the beast out every once and awhile, ey old friend. Then again, i’m not exactly sure what we’re supposed to be celebrating here, i mean it’s good to have the gang back together, but out of the blue like this seems…” Damien seems unsettled.

He still has work to do, in the manor.

As soon as you enter what may be a parlor, Marks body falls from the ceiling. Nearly crushing you.

The detective arrives after the fall, Then tyler, then the chef. Damien is not there.

Damien shows much later, after the body’s been found and covered.

The lighting picks up, starting at the fall of mark’s body.

There was no blood on mark’s body, at least that we could see.

Tyler thinks they should call the authorities, the detectives thinks otherwise.

Damien leaves to speak with the colonel, who was also not in the room when the body was found.

The detective was left alone with the body. Stating that mark was killed around 1:30am

You overhear the argument between Colonel and Damien.

“Don’t give me that horse shit! I know you hated him, but goddammit he reached out to you-” “Oh what do you want from me?!” “I want you to care!” “Just because i’m not weeping like a child does not mean that i don’t care.” “I can’t believe you…You come find me when you pull your head out of your ass.” Damien storms off, sounding hurt and near tears. He spoke harshly to you before storming out.

The colonel mistakes you for Damien, then greets you warmly then disregards the detective.

The colonel then bad mouths Mark, who did not drink the entire night. Colonel on the other hand was shown with a loaded gun and drinking from a flask.

We already know the colonel hates Mark.

He states that Mark left during the poker game, because he can’t hold his booze. Yet we never saw him drink.

He claims that mark died after falling down the stairs.

It appears that tyler may have been waiting for you outside the in home cinema.

He leads you to the wine cellar.

There are 14 wine bottles on the middle two shelves of the second rack. On the first rack there lies a flask.

There is a broken wine bottle on the floor, tyler is panicking while cleaning it up.

You leave him to that, you walk up to the kitchen and find the chef working on chopping up some food.

The chef speaks in harsh tones and words but they sound as if they are not directed at you.

He introduces you to his ‘little buddy’ Aka the viewing point for a set of security cameras.


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Two Views Of Fantasy Warfare...

The D&D game is clearly rooted in the medieval warfare tradition. 

Soldiers wear chain-mail or plate armor, and they wield weapons such as swords and bows. 

Knights gallop across the battlefield on horses, and catapults bombard castle walls. 

Yet, the presence of fantastic creatures and magic supports a more modern kind of warfare, in which flying creatures provide air support, soldiers use camouflage or magic to hide themselves from enemies, and spells that affect a large area can devastate clusters of troops. 

It’s useful to think of D&D warfare as a continuum with historical medieval warfare on one end and modern warfare on the other end. 

Before you take your D&D game to the battlefield, decide where on that continuum you want your battles to be.

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Peter stares, watching them all a little blankly. By his side, Tony has his head in his hands. He’s been groaning for the past twenty seconds.


“So… you went on a ten-year murder spree where you joined a terror organisation of your own free will in order to kill Tony, who wasn’t even responsible for the death of your parents in the first place- and then decide that just Tony isn’t murderous enough for you, and go for the rest of his team for some reason, too?”

Across the room, Wanda bristles. “It wasn’t like-”

“And then your team leader let you on the team you were trying to murder? Almost immediately after the one single fight you helped them with?” Gamora interrupts. Her eyes are cold and dangerous. 

Steve opens his mouth to defend himself, but Drax cuts in. “And you,” he gestures harshly at clint, “you were willing to abandon your family and get yourself arrested, just so you could involve yourself in a matter that did not concern you anyway?”

“You think I wanted to be arrested? That was all Tony-” Clint begins, but Drax roars, and Clint rears back, eyes wide and hand reaching for the bow at his hip.

“TONY STARK DID NOT FORCE YOU TO BREAK YOUR LAWS! I WAS PUT IN JAIL BECAUSE I FOUGHT FOR MY FAMILY, NOT-”

“Drax, stay calm. These people are breakable,” Gamora warns, although she is staring at them all as if she wants nothing better than to let Drax get himself worked up over them. 

“You know, Tony has only been giving you his view on everything that happened,” Steve counters. He’s looking at Tony like… like he’s disappointed in him, and that’s enough to get Rocket yelling angrily.

“Oh, so you sayin’ you didn’t tear the team he invested his time, his love, his effort into, apart- all so you could save a guy that Tony had offered to rehabilitate in the first place anyway? Or what about the fact you didn’t tell him that your best bud murdered his parents? That a lie too?” He snarls, and on his shoulder, Groot’s arms are slowly growing, pricklier and heavier- he can feel the weight on his shoulders.

“I think everyone needs to calm down, here-” Sam begins, but Gamora silences him, knuckles cracking as she steps forward.

Sam, wisely, takes a step back.

 “You do not get to talk- not when you chose to put your trust in a man you met for three seconds, whilst he was breaking into Tony’s compound, over the actual Avenger and team-mate himself,” she hisses, hands thrown up into the air as she turns to face all of them now.

“You sicken me. I may fight and argue and be frustrated with my team- but at the end of the day, they are still my family. They are still the people I would trust without a second thought,” she shoots a glare at Sam, “who I would always tell the truth to, even if it hurts,” Steve looked at the floor, jaw set in a grim line, “and who I would never, ever ask to be on the same team as a woman who subdued them to their worst fears and tried to kill them. I would rather die.”

She spat on the floor, and then turned away. “I am going back to the ship. You may continue your discussions if you must, but I am finished. I will only kill one of them if this continues.”

“That would be a shame,” Drax says quietly, his voice low and threatening.

Tony, who spent the majority of the conversation absolutely silent, speaks up at that point. “Hey! Drax used sarcasm!”

No one laughs. He goes back to holding his head in his hand.

Peter just looks slightly sick. His hand is wrapped very, very tightly around Tony’s.


“You know that post of text that Tony showed us a few weeks ago? He called it a… a me-me? With the breadsticks and the asshole date?” Rocket pipes up after a few seconds of silence, gun still spinning ominously in his fingers. “I think it’s time for us to shove Tony in our spaceship and say we have to go, right now, immediately.”


Despite everything, Tony lets a huff of laughter escape at that. Peter- seeming to suddenly snap out of his horrified trance- nods his head approvingly, beginning to tug on Tony’s hand. “Yes. I agree. Wonderful though this diplomatic meeting of teams was, I’m afraid we have urgent business to attend to. We have to… show Tony… something awesome.”

“Yes. LOVE, AFFECTION AND VALIDATION!” Drax roars again, curling an arm around Tony’s shoulders and placing the most violent and angry kiss possible on top of his hair.

“Later, losers!” Rocket calls out, sticking his middle finger up behind him and then turning to punch Tony’s thigh gently before scarpering back to the ship.

Groot hops down from Rocket and then latches on to Tony’s forearm, clambering up his arm until he was resting on Tony’s shoulder instead. Tony glances over at him and grins happily. He’s always had a bit of a soft spot for Groot.

“hey,” he whispers, as the tiny tree alien quickly began to grow a few flowers, and then plucked them off his hand and tucked them into Tony’s hair. “I am Groot,” he whispers right back in reply.

Tony smiles, rolling his eyes. “Yeah yeah, I know. Don’t worry about them- I left them behind a long time ago.”


Steve hears that. He looks at tony for a long time, his eyes a little sad and regretful.


Tony just stares right back, and then raises his eyebrows and shrugs, adjusting the beginning of the flower-crown Groot was making for him.

“Call me the next time it gets too much for you guys to handle,” he calls out after them, as Peter and Drax both steer him hurriedly back toward the ship and away from his old team.

Groot giggles on his shoulder, and then places another flower behind his ear. “I am Groot!”


“I agree,” Tony says, just as Peter nods his own approval, gently bumping their shoulders together. “Let’s go and play Space-Tag.”

#pining #sketches #quidditch

Prompts: @antique-moonglade
Author: @queenofthyme

Draco calmly set about mixing his paints. He’d perfected a particular shade of green only the day prior, and he wanted to get it exact. He had plenty of time to get it right before he needed to begin sketching. Quidditch practice didn’t start for another twenty minutes or so.

He’d set up his canvas quite a distance from the pitch so that the players wouldn’t see him.  Of course, that also meant he couldn’t see them that well either so, as always, he’d brought his binoculars to get the best view of his intended subject - it was a bit of a hassle using them and painting at the same time but it was better than the alternative - being caught.

Not even Pansy knew he was out here. Not for lack of trying of course. She’d even taken to following him in the mornings but Draco was careful. This morning he’d led her on a goose chase around the castle before finally giving her the slip and heading outside.

It was surprisingly warm for so early in the morning, the harsh glares of the sun already in full force. Draco had created a shade for himself - magically stretching out the branches of a nearby tree to shield his pale skin from the sun. But the players wouldn’t be so lucky. He could just imagine the sweat rolling down a particular player’s skin. It would make for a great painting if he could capture it correctly.

The green paint turned out exactly as he wanted it, a perfect replica of its inspiration, Draco thought. He set it aside, eager for the chance to use it later. Since he had time to kill, he figured he may as well get a start on the background, so he began lightly sketching in the lines of the Quidditch pitch and the surrounding stadiums with a thin pencil. He’d just started drawing the hoops at the far side of the pitch when a voice pulled him out of focus.

“Malfoy?”

The second hoop became oblong. He knew that voice.

“Potter,” he greeted automatically, his voice cold - a reflex.  He turned around quickly, his pencil falling into the grass.

Potter was squinting at Draco’s sketch, using his broomstick, firmly planted in the ground, to keep balance as he leaned forward. Despite only heading for a practice he was dressed in his full scarlet Gryffindor Quidditch uniform, complete with a protective chest plate handing loosely from his shoulders, waiting to be strapped on properly. Draco resisted the urge to fix it himself.

“You draw?”

A snarky What’s it you? on Draco’s lips was swallowed when Potter continued without waiting for an answer.

“Just the pitch? Or the players too?”

Panic filled Draco’s body settling itself as a niggling discomfort in his gut. “Just the pitch,” he said quickly, his eagerness to lie making him forget his desire to be contrary. Instead, his voice just came out rushed and squeaky. Lucky there were no witnesses otherwise his tough reputation would have been well and truly demolished, all by a couple of unextraordinary words from Harry Potter.

“Shame,” Potter said, standing up straight and lifting his broom. “Would you consider it? I’ve always wanted to be painted.”

Draco nodded against his will - what? Potter’s confidence was rather disconcerting. It clearly had the power to turn him into a squirming mess as well as a pathetic follower eager to please all at once.

Potter’s face lit up with a surprised smile - he obviously hadn’t expected Draco to be so agreeable - neither had Draco. “In that case, make sure you capture me from the left. It’s my good side.”

“Every side is your bloody good side,” Draco muttered to himself without thinking. Crap. There’s no way Potter hadn’t heard THAT embarrassing revelation. 

But Potter didn’t say anything further. He simply winked at Draco with those devilishly charming eyes (that made Draco’s knees go weak) before mounting his broom and flying off towards the pitch, his shape growing smaller and smaller until he was just a speck in the distance.

As soon as he could wrench his eyes away from Potter, Draco turned his focus to the shade of green paint he had created. He’d have to start again from scratch. It was nowhere close to the real thing.

Now that he had Potter’s blessing, more or less, he had to make everything perfect. After all, Potter would want to see the finished product. And Draco already knew that once he did, Potter would know exactly how Draco felt about him. How could he not when Draco channelled all of his emotions into his paintings? When every stroke of his brush that coloured Potter’s face was a gentle caress? It would be obvious to anyone.

Draco resigned himself to that fact and focused all his energy into the painting. If Potter liked it, Draco might just show him all the other finished canvases locked away in his dormitory too. It was about time someone else saw Draco’s work. And who better than Draco Malfoy’s muse, Harry Potter?


Draco was right of course. Potter returned immediately after practice, flushed and sweaty, expecting results. Draco didn’t have much to show yet - he’d spent most of his time working on mixing the right shades of green. But at the same time, he was almost certainly showing too much. Potter stared at the canvas for far too long.

Draco had started with Potter’s eyes and hadn’t got much further. Sketching over them again and again to get the precise shape, the precise look of concentration as Potter scanned the pitch for the snitch. And then came the colouring. What he had gotten wrong originally was trying to find the one right shade of green for Potter’s eyes, because there wasn’t one. There were a number of shades all swimming amongst each other. Vibrant. Ever changing. Alive. 

Draco thought he’d captured those eyes rather well in the end, but when Potter turned and his real eyes fixed themselves on Draco, all liveliness and wonder, Draco realised he’d never be able to do them justice. Potter’s eyes didn’t belong on paper. But Draco was starting to think, from the way Potter was blushing as he stared, that maybe, just maybe, Potter’s eyes belonged on Draco.

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