this...could be taken as quite dark

A Warm Welcome [h.s.]

A/N: here’s some hades!harry! Sorry if it’s shitty I’m trying to get back in the game! And sorry for any typos and mistakes! Enjoy :-)


Being a god comes with a large bundle of heightened emotions and Harry honestly wishes that they had an off switch. Celestial beings are called “celestial” for a reason, after all. They’re abnormally better than any human, and thus they must keep an attitude and air that enforces nothing less, but damn feelings for being able to get in the way so easily.

Gods must be calm and collected under the most extraneous situations, they must rule with an iron fist, and most importantly, they must forbid emotions from deterring them in any way. He’s not saying that he hates feeling emotions more intensely; some are worth the toil. Pleasure, for example, is felt tenfold what any human could handle and he can almost say that this alone makes the troubles worth it. But it’s moments such as now that bring forward overpowering feelings that he wishes he could cast aside: a dangerous mixture of excitement and anxiousness.

More specifically, the excitement and anxiousness that comes with the return of his beloved wife, Persephone (or as he calls her, Y/N), from being away for her given six months of the year.

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Imagine being engaged to Jensen and being involved in a scandal when you’re seen out on a “date” with your ex, Tom Hiddleston.

Related to these: Imagine while at the Comic Con with your boyfriend Jensen, you run into your ex Tom whose feelings for you have not changed one bit. (Part 1)

Imagine getting a role in a movie with your ex Tom and Jensen, your current boyfriend, getting jealous and worried. (Part 2)

Imagine Jensen, your boyfriend, visiting you on set when you have a intense kissing scene with your ex and costar, Tom. (Part 3)

Was he angry? He didn’t know. Was he mad beyond belief you lied? He didn’t know. Was he heartbroken? He didn’t know. Was he all of that and much more? He knew.

But was he breathing, could he even move and was he going to say a word anytime soon? Oh that he didn’t know at all. The only thing Jensen found himself capable of doing was stare at the computer’s screen with what felt like a hole in his chest. He didn’t want to believe it, that he knew, and he wanted to attribute it just to the media wanting to make money out of something that didn’t exist. But Jensen wasn’t all that sure it didn’t exist or was true because he had seen the way Tom looked at his fiance. He had seen the way Tom moved around you, talked and the proximity he kept. Well, it was nonexistent sometimes, because there would always be an arm around your shoulders or waist or at the very least a hand on top of yours.

“Baby, have you seen my favorite necklace?” your voice rang in the house and it made him jump, finally blinking as he took a much-needed deep breath in. Considering how much his chest hurt he thought it wasn’t just because of the video he’d just watched but also him holding his breath.

“Baby?” your voice was softer and more clear as you were closer “Jens? Are you even listening to me?” worry laced your voice as you walked into the room, finishing putting your earrings on.

“Honey if you don’t speak back I- I am seriously going to start worrying here.” your voice shook as you approached him but before you could place a hand on his shoulder, he stood up abruptly and made you stumble backwards as he pushed past you to get a beer from the fridge. Well, that wasn’t good for sure.

“Jensen” you frowned, pursing your lips “What’s going on?”

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clark (M)

Summary: Sometimes, payback can be messy.

warning for smut


AN: :3 I hope all of you will enjoy this :)) I was a bit anxious on what would be a good first post. To more fics~ -Ivory

Originally posted by mvssmedia

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-Gif does not belong to me-


“Sneaking out at night, aren’t we? How mischievous.” Fred spoke, teasing you with a smile.

“Is the prank supposed to go off tomorrow while the Slytherin’s are practicing?” George questioned.

Both men were on either side of you, as you three walked- well sneaked out of the castle, and outside, leading them to where you had a surprise for them. You had told the two boys that you had an idea for a prank that involved the Quidditch Pitch, but that you needed their help. The twins easily accepting as soon as you had said the word, “prank”. You had been best friends with the two boys since you met on the train that first year. You had taken notes on the two, being able to differentiate who was who, how different but also similar they were in personality, as well as personal interests, and their birthday. But they didn’t know that.

“Be patient, I have this all planned out.” You smiled as you all approached the Quidditch Pitch.

You quickly found yourself in the middle of the field, it was quite dark and hardly any of you could see anything. Just some fireworks sitting in the middle of the field. You grabbed out your wand from your robes, saying an incantation as the fireworks shot off quickly, lighting up the around in dashing colors. Fred and George’s eyes followed the sparkling beams of light as they had exploded into the air, the words “Happy Birthday Gred and Forge” appearing in bright letters, sparkling. There was no doubt in your mind that others from the castle could see this, just as your watch had hit midnight, April 1st. Fred and George’s birthday.

The two boys laughed and smiled with excitement as their eyes were practically glued to the scene. You took this opportunity to grab a bucket that was placed off to the side of the fireworks, though it could be mistaken for water, it was definitely not that. You went behind the boys, bucket in hand as you tossed the liquid over their heads, as a gasp of surprise emitted from both of them. Slime covered their hair, down their robes, nearly every inch of their body.

“Happy birthday you two! And Happy April Fools!” You smiled brightly as they two boys glanced at each other, then back you.

“Come here (Y/N!)” Both boys yelled as they quickly grabbed you, hugging you tightly as you could feel slime drench your body as they cuddled into you. You had wanted to protest, to try and break free. But you felt yourself lingering in their embrace as all of you laughed.

“Thank you, (Y/N)”

Support Older Girl Groups Pt. 4: 9Muses

This week on Support Older Girl Groups we are supporting 9Muses. If you want to know why you should participate even if this week isn’t about a group you stan, check out this post. If you are new to this project, it is a series of weekly masterposts of videos to watch to support older girl groups.

This is not everything from 9Muses, this is some videos that need the view counts to go up with the intention of boosting 9Muses’s popularity, and helping out older girl groups!

About the Group

9Muses, sometimes called Nine Muses, is a Star Empire Entertainment girl group. Their current members are Kyungri, Hyemi, Sojin, Keumjo, and Sungah, although Sungah is currently on hiatus. They debuted in 2010 with nine members, and have unfortunately gone through a lot of member changes. But they haven’t let that effect they ability to make great music! 

9Muses makes really catchy songs, often with a very beautiful and sexy concept. They also have amazing dancing skills and visuals. And I love their vocals. I actually have a lot of trouble describing 9muses. They are truly indescribable, but in a good way. I’m very new to 9muses but I already want to watch all of their music videos, buy all their albums, and go to their concerts. I strongly recommend checking them out!

Although 9Muses have really great songs, music videos, and dances, they have never really hit it big. That’s why this week of Support Older Girl Groups is so important. It would be really great for both 9muses, and all older girl groups if we could help them finally hit it big. So let’s put a lot of effort into helping them thrive this era. 

Title Tracks

(The view count will be recorded from the video linked. Some are the 9Muses channel, some the 1theK channel, and some from the Genie channel.  Just go by the link)

Remember is 9muses comeback that came out today! (June 19th). It’s so beautiful and catchy, I don’t even know how to describe it. It has a very angelic yet dark vibe that I love. I’ve noticed they are really good at that vibe. Honestly, my description will not do it any justice, you have to just watch it. You will not regret it! This comeback deserves the world! It It currently only has 126,294 views. This will not do! We must give them our full support! This is a call to action, watch Remember by 9Muses! Share Remember by 9Muses! Vote for it, buy it, whatever you can with the resources you have, do it! You’d thank me and them you are welcome in advance. 

Hurt Locker was 9muses’ comeback from 2015. I remember hearing a lot about it when it came out, so I was shocked to see it only got 5,090,530 views. I thought it would have at least 10mil! Hurt Lock really deserved so much more. But it’s not too late to give Hurt Locker a boost! It’s one of my favorites from them. The song itself is one I can’t stop listening to, and the dance is really great to. The choreography is also just so good! These girls are very talented and clearly work very hard. Let’s get Hurt Locket to 10mil!

Sleepless Night was another comeback from 2015. It has a similar aesthetic to Remember, but a different sound. It’s beautiful, dark, and somehow relatable in a way I can’t quite put my finger on. It currently only has 2,326,665 views. Let’s get it to 5mil!

Wild was 9Muses’ comeback from 2013. In a perfect world, or in a world that actually made sense, 9Muses would have truly taken off by this point. This song is so good. Everything about this song is good. Everything I’ve said about the other songs is true in this one as well. And, like I said about Remember, no description from me could do this song any justice. You just have to watch it. SO do yourself that favor, and watch it. It currently only has 9,484,368 views, which is the best out of all of their videos, but still not good enough. It’s really close to 10mil! let’s get it there, and then much farther! 

Other Stuff to Check Out

This is stuff I wont be recording the view counts for, just stuff to check out if you are interested.

This is Hurt Locker’s dance practice. I recommend checking out all of their dance practices, because they are all such great dancers!

This is the music video for Dolls. I included it because I wanted to add it into the title tracks I’m recording views for, but only wanted to have 4 music videos, so we could put more attention on their comeback. If you liked all of the other songs on my list, check this one out too!

Ending Notes

Please reblog this and share this as much as possible! This project will do no real good unless it is a group effort. And please watch the videos as much as possible! It would do the most good if you guys watched each one  multiple times a day this week. If you want people to put the effort to help out your favorite older girl groups, help out other people’s faves too! Remember, next week’s post could be your favorite group!

Also this week is especially important because this is a group that has never really made it, and this could be one of their last chances. The popularity of 9Muses’ is literally in the hands of us, the fans of these girl groups. It’s not just fate that decides how well a comeback does, it’s us. Think of it like this, every time you watch Remember, 9Muses does a little better. 

Also remember!

Listen to all of these songs on Spotify

Buy them and or the albums if you can

Follow them of social media

Spread the love for older girl groups!

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It would be a huge help to me if you also took this quick survey about this post. It’s only one question, and it’s anonymous. Thanks!

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Part One: f(x) Part Two: Crayon Pop Part Three: Girl’s Day

I don’t know where this came from but it happened. Ficlet for when Henry gets his motorcycle? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

T for swearing and the Condom Fairy, ~1100 words

Henry is sixteen when he gets his driver’s license, but he’s disappointed to find that he can’t have a car all his own. No, it’s either his mom’s old yellow sputtering VW from the 70s, with barely any leg room and a roof that his head skims since his growth spurt began, or his grandpa’s rusty brown truck that takes a few times for the engine to turn over. His other mom’s car is “too nice” to risk him getting into an accident with, and while Killian’s at least looks cool, Henry can’t stand the steering aid that Killian’s hook latches onto on the steering wheel.

But he likes driving. He can take Violet on dates without having to walk everywhere, or worse, have his parents drop him off. He can spend more time at the sorcerer’s mansion when he needs to be alone – which is pretty often, lately. Now that the town line is free from any magical barriers, he can also take the occasional trip away from Storybrooke and the chaos. (Even when it’s quiet, it’s never really quiet.)

He expresses to his family on many occasions that he wishes to have his own vehicle. And who cares if his requests seem selfish and ridiculously like a teenager complaining at nothing. He wants a convertible sports car, all the better for stargazing and wrapping his arm around his girlfriend’s shoulders while they lay their seats back all the way. Or maybe a nice, sleek truck with an engine that just purrs, and a wide bed for ‘reasons,’ he tells his moms, as if they don’t already know the shit he gets up to.

(He doesn’t know for sure why he’s suddenly finding condoms in his dresser and under his pillows, as if some fucking Condom Fairy has dropped by during the night to embarrass the hell out of him, but by the knowing look in his eyes, he’s pretty damn sure it’s Killian’s doing. Or maybe his mom’s. To be fair, she had him when she was seventeen, so it probably isn’t the worst thing to be prepared.)

It occurs to him, though, after a few months, that he’s not thinking big enough – or maybe he’s thinking too big.

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Exo Reaction to their crush falling asleep on them


Suho’s hands were gently running through your hair as you rested your head along his lap as the two of you were relaxing on the couch. Suho was pretty happy with what was happening. The fact that you were comfortable enough to lay on him made him smile happily. He didn’t realise when you feel asleep until he finally looked down and saw you with your eyes closed, soft sounds escaping your lips. “Y/N?” he whispered as he looked down at you. He smoothed your hair back and gently ran his fingers along your face. “You’re even pretty when you’re sleeping,” he mumbled, in a bit of disbelief. He thought you were super cute. He slowly moved his one hand beneath your waist and the other beneath your neck to support you as he lifted you up. He carried you over to your bed and slowly put your down before pulling a blanket over you and leaning down to kiss you on the cheek. “Goodnight, y/n. Sleep sweet and dream of me.” 


“Xiumin, be chill.” He’d be chanting to himself. Having you so close to him would freak him out. He’d start fiddling with his clothes, his hair, he’d pull out his phone to check that his makeup was ok. He couldn’t risk you opening your eyes and looking up at him only to have himself looking gross. He’d stop fussing for a moment and just stare at you, and he would instantly forget all of his worries. “You are so cute, y/n,” He’d murmur quietly, lifting a hand to brush some hair from your face and tuck it behind your ear. He’d smile as you fidgeted in your sleep, reacting to his touch, and he’d just repeat “So cute.”


All the seats in the room had been taken so you and Lay decided to lie on the carpet next to each other. In all fairness, you sort of expected to fall to sleep. Lay had noticed you were feeling so uncomfortable and so, being the perfect gentleman he is, he would offer you his chest for you to lie on. You’d gratefully accept and cuddle up to his side, his arms wrapped around you, and you’d fall asleep together. He was quite nervous having you so close so he was in a light sleep, and when you started fidgeting he’d wake up and lift his head to look down at you. When he noticed you awake, blinking wearily, he’d lift a hand and wave at you. “Hey there, honey,” He’d say without even thinking. You’d blink at him, confused, and he’d just smile and slowly turn his head away, trying to act like he hadn’t just called you a super cute nickname, and hoping you’d just go back to sleep and forget it (he secretly hoped you wouldn’t).


You and Baekhyun were laying down on a mat on the floor. The tv was on in the background as the two of you spoke about nonsense. You were resting against Baekhyun’s chest, his arm wrapped lightly around. His other hand was holding up his phone was he scrolled through his instagram feed and he kept on showing you funny pictures whenever he found one. “Y/N! Look at this one!” he said, laughing out as he moved his hand down to show you. “Oh,” he whispered out now as he realised you had fallen asleep on him. He smiled down at you as gently poked your cheek to see if you would wake up. “Hey, hey y/n,” he whispered again. He moved his finger down as he wiggled it over your bottom lip and he giggle at the little blop noises. He squished your cheeks a little and tried not to laugh again. He moved his phone to his other hand as he brought a few strands of your hair up to your upper lip to make a mustache and he took a selca with the two of you. “You still look pretty even with the mustache, y/n,” he whispered as he continued to make silly faces as he took more selcas with the two of you. 


Chen was pretty comfortable with you resting your head on his shoulder, he kept on glancing over at you every few moments to check if you were fine. “It’s a great movie, right y/n?” he asked you. He was worried you weren’t enjoying the movie. When you didn’t answer he frowned. “Y/N?” he called out your name again before looking over at you, his eyes widening before he quickly lowered his voice. “Y/N, did you fall asleep?” he whispered, trying not to make too much noise. He gently shook your arm before pulling his hand away quickly. You barely budged. He looked around and trying to be extra gentle he slowly maneuvered his hands to push you up slightly before letting you rest against his chest, his arm moving to wrap around you. He was giddy. You, his crush was sleeping right on top of him. He had a satisfied grin on his face as he relaxed back into the couch, closing his eyes as well and before soon he started to drift off to sleep as well.


“Come on, y/n!” You’d laugh when Chanyeol called you over and patted his lap, but you’d shake your head. “I’ll just sit on the floor,” You’d tell him. All the other boys had taken all the seats for the movie and you’d be ok watching from the floor so long as you had a pillow. But Chanyeol was having none of it! He’d shoot you a really cheeky grin and come up behind you, lifting you off the floor before taking you back to the sofa and sitting down, pulling you into his lap. He was a pretty tall guy so you could settle back into his chest quite easily, his arms around you. You’d slip lower and lower during the film, the darkness of the room and the heat from Chanyeol lulling you into sleep. When Baekhyun pointed out that you were asleep Chanyeol would smirk smugly. “I’m y/n teddy bear.”


You’d always been pretty awkward around D.O because of how much you liked him, and so the both of you usually revolved in a constant circle of being awkwardly polite with each other, making eye contact and then both of you blushing and quickly turning away. So after a trip out with the rest of the guys they made SURE you sat in between D.O and Kai in the backseat of the car. It was all part of their plan. Kai leant far away from you and pretended to sleep, leaving you and D.O to have some awkward, quiet conversation. Eventually your exhaustion overwhelmed you and you drifted to sleep. D.O tried not to stare since your jaw was hanging open, but he couldn’t help but giggle at you a little bit. He’d nearly jump out of his skin when Kai gently nudged you over so that your head rolled onto D.O’s shoulder. D.O would want to tell Kai off but he was afraid of waking you, so he just tried to relax his shoulder so you were more comfortable whilst shooting daggers at Kai.


Kai would be SO shy when he noticed that you had fallen asleep on his shoulder. He’d be shocked for 0.1 seconds but then his face would break out into a massive grin. He had dreamt of this! Hoped it would happen! You clearly trusted him, here you were napping on his shoulder! But his excitement would be tainted with horror because –oh god- he had to pee. He’d battle with himself but would eventually decide this time with you was far more important than his discomfort so he’d just settle back into the sofa and try to ignore the need to pee. Thankfully, your face was the perfect distraction, and he’d just gaze at you with affection.


Sehun had been so pleased when you had given up during the movie and just curled up on the sofa, and he had fanboyed the moment you wiggled up onto his lap during your sleep. He loved having you close, and every chance he got he’d try and cuddle and hug you. But it was different this time because YOU had decided to initiate the closeness, and he couldn’t help but feel that something had changed in your relationship. Whilst you were asleep he’d be planning how to confess to you, he’d run through all sorts of scenarios in his mind. He’d be so shocked when you woke up suddenly and he looked down to see your eyes open that he’d just burst into some cute (and rather awkward) aegyo. “Good morning!!” He’d sing for you, the he’d internally tell himself off for being so weird when he wanted to be charming.

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Rains of Depression {Reaction}

Note: Sorry this took so long I was lowkey nervous to write this bc I wanted it to be perfect. I hope you like it and it’s what you wanted🖤

Summary: BTS members reacting to you having a wave of depression or a hard time in your life. 


 Namjoon had known you’ve been going through a rough patch lately and decided to cheer you up. He came walking through the apartment door with a ton of snacks you loved and all the movies you adored just to spend a day inside and forget your troubles.

 "Today’s agenda is me, you, and that couch for a minimum of 12 hours.“

Originally posted by ksjknj


 You had been ignoring Jin for the past few days. Whether it be texts or phone calls, you just didn’t respond. Jin didn’t take very well to this, he had showed up to your house in the pouring rain. "Jin what are you doing it’s pouring”? You had pulled Jin in by his arm to get him out of the weather. 

 "Y/N we’ve talked about this, you can’t shut me out, I love you and I’ll always be here for you just don’t close me out baby". 

Originally posted by visualseokjin


 You and Yoongi could relate to your dark times on a deep level. Yoongi could understand when you needed to be left alone but he also knew when you needed someone the most and acted the opposite of it. When you had been blowing Yoongi off lately he had suspected this was one of those moments. Yoongi had taken your face into his hands running his thumbs up and down your cheeks. 

 "Y/N we need each other right now princess, you may be not be saying it but I can tell baby". 

Originally posted by infiresfan

  Jung Hoseok: 

 Hobi wouldn’t quite know how to handle your dark times when he’s such a sunshine, but it would also be a huge help. When you felt down and wanted to be alone Hobi would somehow manage to convince you to go out to lunch or even to an arcade. These little gestures would be the things to change your state of mind little by little. 

 "Y/N no matter your mental state is you know I’ll love you forever right"? 

Originally posted by myloveseokjin


 Taehyung would know exactly what to do in these times where you weren’t in the best state. He knew you preferred to stay inside, in which case he would light your favorite candles and run a bath for you to calm your nerves. When you finish your bath he would kiss across your bare shoulder and comb your hair for you. When you would get in bed Tae would run his fingers up and down your back or intermittently run his fingers through your hair.

 "Just remember there’s always sunshine after the storm Y/N". 

Originally posted by taehanstic-baby


 Jimin would want to comfort and spoil you during your tough moments as much as he possibly could. He would leave your home before you would wake up and surprise you with breakfast, randomly play your favorite movies, shower you with massages. Anything he could to be with you and know your okay.

 "Your my world but you deserve to have the whole thing to yourself baby".

Originally posted by bangtaninspired


 Jungkook would have the toughest time, not understanding depression he would expect you to just be able to get through it and be okay. But the more you taught him and the more you showed him he would understand. He would understand you need space and time. But he would still struggle with wanting to just be happy and you be the same.

 "Y/N I can’t imagine what your going through but I want you to know I love you and I’ll always be here for you no matter what".

Originally posted by cosyjeon

Best Boyfriend You’ve Never Had (Bucky x Reader)- Part 3

Summary: The wedding is now in two weeks, and the Reader and Bucky do some planning on the backstory of their ‘relationship’. A mission doesn’t go as expected, and Steve suggests the reader and Bucky head for the wedding early as a well-earned break. 

Characters: Bucky Barnes, Reader, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Tony Stark, Sam Wilson, Wanda Maximoff, Bruce Banner (briefly mentioned), Thor Odinson (briefly mentioned), Maria Hill (briefly mentioned), Helen Cho (briefly mentioned)

Warnings: Panic attack, slight angst, comforting, cuddling, fluff

Word Count: 3634 (holy cow!)


Part 2 (Previous) / Part 4

You were sitting in your room, reading a book with the TV quietly playing a random show for background noise, your attention consumed by the plot unraveling in the pages under your gaze. Your fingers fiddled with the corner of the page you were reading before eagerly turning it to the next, your brow furrowed in bewilderment. You barely registered the soft rapping of knuckles on your doorframe until the sound of your name spoken in the voice you knew so well pulled you from the world of Paul Sheldon and the psychotic Annie Wilkes. Your eyes reluctantly tore their gaze from the story to the doorway, soaking in the sight of Bucky leaning relaxed against the frame, arms crossed and long dark locks tucked behind his ears. You smiled in greeting. He was dressed in a black V-neck tee with dark grey sweatpants resting low on his hips, feet clad in the fuzzy red and green striped reading socks you’d bought him for Christmas last year. He looked as comfortable as you felt in his presence.

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mino; On The Run

Originally posted by cyphermaniac

Hitman! Mino AU, 9.1k words

Warnings: Violence and strong language, please don’t read further if you’re not okay with that.

Sidenote: Originally split into parts (bc I’m terrible with chaptered fics) I hope that this is not all word vomit :’) Please turn a blind eye to the sudden change to third person, I wrote parts of this between months at a time. Appearances from Seunghoon and Jinwoo as well~

Others: Part 2


The third blow came as quick as the first one.

Wait, or was it the fourth?

It sent your ears ringing violently, unable to translate the muted words that barked out of his mouth. Warmth oozed out from your quivering mouth, catching drips of deep red pricking the front of your favourite dress. His favourite dress.

“Do you know how expensive this dress is?” You were impressed at how you managed to voice out anything at this point.

“I’m not playing around, lady!”

The masked assailant charged a sharp kick to the leg of the chair, thumping you roughly against the pillar of the abandoned warehouse.

“I’m going to ask you one more time,” He whispers through gritted teeth, tipping your chin curtly towards him. “Where the fuck is your boyfriend?”

“You kiss your girlfriend with that mouth?”

The next hit came in a split second, stinging your bruised skin so hard it almost felt numb. It struck your vision to a disorientated blur and you were desperately hanging on to Minho’s words.

If I’m not there, don’t give him what he wants.

“Listen, princess. You either tell me where he is or–”

Click. The muzzle of his handgun felt cool against your temple, making your toes curl in internal panic as you try to keep your composure.

Because if you do, he’ll kill you.

“Did you have a bowl of stupid for breakfast?”

If anyone in there was stupid, it was you. Everything that blubbered out of your mouth made no sense and if you were really to die today, you might as well be amusing.

“You’re funny, I’m starting to like you.” He scoffs out a bitter laugh and it was impossible to take your eyes off the weapon as he wipes the sweat off his forehead with the occupied fist.  

“Oh thank god. I didn’t think you’d come around.”

“This isn’t a fucking game.” He lurched towards you without warning, hot breath burning your skin, “I will kill you.”

And baby, I need you to stay alive.

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cracked | jonerys [got] fic | jonerys week

Title: Cracked
Characters/Pairings: Jon/Dany, Jorah, Davos, Gendry
Rating: T
Spoilers/Warnings: Description of (Jon’s) scars, this shit is sad at first.
Word Count: ~3,721
Summary: As Daenerys grieves for Viserion, Jon Snow sleeps and her heart demands answers for the way she’s now attached to him.
A/N: Hands down, I wasn’t expecting this to get so out of hand. It was supposed to only be ONE scene and it ended being… this. But, I enjoyed doing Dany’s POV. Hope you enjoy it. This was done for Jonerys Week Day 2: Favorite Scene. Jon wakes up to find Dany at his side, from Dany’s POV.

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Don’t You Want Me? (Jooheon x Reader)

Rating: M

(A/N) YA’LL. WHAT IS GOOD???? It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything and what a great way to return then with some Monsta X? I’ve recently fallen extremely hard for this group of boys and I’m already in way too deep. Help, I’m drowning in Wonho and Shownu’s back sweat. Ew, okay that was gross. Anyway, without further ado, here’s some yummy first-time smutty smut with my dimple-faced angel Jooheon (◕‿◕✿)

Originally posted by destinybbb

You couldn’t ever say no to Jooheon, no matter what the request, big or small. You were already a huge pushover, but when it came to that dimple-faced angel, you were completely powerless to him. So when he begged and pleaded to go camping down by a popular creek to celebrate your six month anniversary, he didn’t have to try too hard to break your will.

You liked camping, but you didn’t love it like all the crazy outdoors nuts. You liked laying out in the sun to tan, eating the delicious camping food, and just lazing around without a care for what time it was or what you had to get done. You didn’t love, however, the bugs, the unpacking, the packing, the greasy hair, and the stink that just clung to you no matter what you tried.

But you would put up with it, for Jooheon, because you loved him more than anything…and you also had a surprise in store for him.

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behind the curtains

Remus and Sirius don’t know what’s developing between them. It takes sharing a bed to set them down the path of understanding what their feelings really are.

A/N: for @saladtsar, you’re amazing and i’m sorry this took forever to write


They were sixteen the first night Sirius crawled into his bed. Remus had slept with him before, but James and Peter had been there too. The way their limbs would tangle on the floor beside the fire at the Potter house as they try to stay up late scheming and eventually fall asleep was one of Remus’ favorite things. But this already felt different than that and Remus tried really hard to convince himself that it was fine.

Sirius rested his head on his chest. “Did I wake you?”

“Nah, s’fine,” he murmured in return. He remained perfectly still, fighting the urge to raise a hand and gently run his fingers through his friend’s hair.



“I don’t want to leave.”

Remus didn’t have to ask what he meant. Their fifth year was finally over. Tomorrow they would all get back on the trains and go home for the summer. Remus’ chest had been aching all week at the thought of being separated from his friends. At the thought of having to spend the summer moons in the basement of his home instead of with them. James had promised they would make it work so that at least one of them could spend every moon with him. Guilt gripped him as he realized he had spent so much time worried that his friends wouldn’t really be able to help him that he had forgotten about what they might need too.

“It’ll be okay.” This time he pulled Sirius closer to him. He could feel the other boy’s heart pounding and told himself it was nerves over the return home. It couldn’t be for the same reason his own was beating a mile a minute.

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Once Upon a Time AU- Bartholomew “Barry” Allen: The ‘Evil’ King

He didn’t intend to let the darkness consume him. All it took was one revealed secret, though, from his best friend, and his life was ripped out from under him. Even after he was taken in by her father, King Joseph, Barry knew that he could never forgive Princess Iris or her family for taking his family away from him. 

So, he trained with Eobard, the Dark One. He let his magic and thirst for revenge grow, until he trapped the king in his magic mirror and sought out to destroy Iris’ happiness. Unfortunately, things didn’t quite go his way. He was overthrown, banished, and sent away with his loyal Huntsman to stew in his defeat.

But Barry had other plans. He conjured a curse–a curse that would send everyone from the Enchanted Forest into a world without magic and happy endings. A world where he could finally have his happiness.

At first, it was perfect. Then, Barry realized that, without someone to share his life with, there was no happiness. So, he adopted a beautiful baby girl named Lisa, and that was that. He finally had someone he loved that loved him unconditionally.

He didn’t expect, twelve years later, to have her run away and bring her birth father back with her. 

Be Careless/Don’t Be Stupid

Prompts 2. “Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.” & 11. “I feel like I can’t breathe.” +  harry hook when you’re injured??? thank you + Could you do a Harry Hook x Mr. Smee daughter imagine please?

Harry Hook x Smee’s Daughter 

               Being Smee’s daughter, you weren’t quite a villain kid.  You often found yourself cowering in dark corners of alleys during fights that broke out in the streets or stayed in the back of a crowd at Ursula’s Fish & Chips when they were plotting evil. You followed Harry around aimlessly, like a small and helpless puppy but he never minded. Harry had always taken you under his wing, even when the two of you were young and running around his father’s ship in Neverland.

               You were currently helping him clean his cabin on Uma’s ship, attempting to fold some of his clothes and placing them inside of the chest next to the old mattress on the floor. You then knelt and pushed the red beanie off your head before you began to pull the ratty blankets up on his bed and fixed the pillows. “Love, there’s no need to make the bed, I’ll just end up sleeping in it later,” Harry chuckled and pulled you up from the floor. He grabbed your beanie and pulled it too far down on your head.

You fixed it, so that you could see and went to reply but a sudden commotion upstairs on the deck brought the two of you out of conversation. You watched Harry’s face contort in confusion, your expression matching. “Stay here,” he tells you as he grabs his sword from the old bureau and moved to head upstairs to see what the noise was about.

But after ten minutes of hearing screams and swords clashing, you decided to be brave for once. You’d never forgive yourself if Harry got hurt and you hadn’t helped him. You grabbed an extra sword as you moved up the stairs, immediately met with a sword swinging at you. Harry yelled for you to get back downstairs but it was too late. You were already stuck in a fight, throwing quick and sharp jabs at the boy in brown leather who was advancing on you and cackling as he did it.

Harry began to make his way over to you, fighting off members of what you now realized were Scar’s son’s gang. Last week, Harry and Gil had gone on a run for Uma, stealing some stuff from Arik’s gang hideaway and Arik surely was here for revenge.

“Don’t you think you’re being a little careless Harry? What if someone had caught the two of you? What if they come back in retaliation?” you sighed and tied your hair up in a loose bun and changing into a sleep shirt. You often stayed with Harry on the ship, the natural rock from the waves of the water relaxing you. You felt most at home on the water.

“Relax love, being on the Isle of the Lost is about being careless,” he rolled his eyes at you. You simply stared at him, lying on his bed. You couldn’t speak for a moment, distracted by his appearance of messy, finger-pulled hair and his bare toned torso.

“Yeah, but you have people who care about you,” you mumbled and looked away from him as you crawled onto the mattress facing away from him. “So, don’t be so stupid.” He just stared at you with a lackadaisical smile before he wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you close to his chest.

“Oh perk up sweetheart,” his accent raspy in your ear, “I love you too.”

               You got distracted by your thoughts of your best friend, you hesitated and that got you hurt. Harry watched helplessly as the young boy got a solid swipe against your chest, tearing open your pale skin, immediately staining it in blood. You fell to the ground with a gasp and a loud thud. He took two good kicks at your defenseless body, one to the face and one to the gut before he was pulled back from you, thrown overboard to the waters below.

               Harry quickly ducked down and wrapped his arms under you, one cradling your head the other to your knees. He hushed you slightly, feeling nauseous at the sound of your whimpers. “Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore,” he whispered as he moved below deck. He placed you down on the mattress and immediately grabbed a shirt from the pile you’d just folded and ripped a piece of it, scrunched it up and pressed it to your bleeding chest. You screamed out in pain and grabbed at his shoulder, squeezing it to try to cope with the sting.

               You gasped out, attempting to breathe but the burning was incredibly painful. “I feel like I can’t breathe.” The pain was too much to bear. You passed out from the pain and Harry maintained pressure, needing to stop the bleeding. When he was finally able to bandage you up the best he could, he left the ship while you were asleep to dunk a cloth in some water, the coldest he could find, from the restaurant so he could help the swelling down from the two kicks you got.

               When he came stampeding back down the stairs, he saw you watching him throw hooded eyes, your hands on your head. You had an uneasy look on your face and he rushed to your side to press the cool cloth to the bruise on your cheek. “What happened to ‘don’t be stupid’?” he asked you quietly, his eyes meeting yours slowly as he pouted.

               “Sometimes, you got to be careless, right?” you told him, your innocent tone making him feel hot. You were so incredibly adorable that he couldn’t help but drop the cloth and lock lips with yours.  

One Year | A Gaston Story (Chapter Five)

One Year | A Gaston Story

Gaston (Luke Evans) X OC

Summary: Gaston made all the wrong choices in life, and when a dramatic fall from the Beast’s castle leaves him wounded and near-death, he thinks it’s the end of his time. When an old beggar woman appears at his side, she heals him back to his normal self but gives him one year, and only one year, to find true love before his time on earth, and the town’s memories of him, come to an end.

Prologue | One | Two | Three | Four | Five

LeFou was always the punchline of Gaston’s jokes, the lifelong childhood friend whose loyalty towards Gaston was incontrovertible, the “funny guy” who was always present for a good laugh and whose kindness could easily be taken advantage of. It had been quite unchallenging in the past for LeFou to endure Gaston’s obsession with women and war because he believed, in the end, Gaston’s feelings may change towards him.

Gaston wasn’t lionhearted and audacious in his childhood, that part of his persona developed after his parents died, but LeFou couldn’t help himself for being so attracted to him as they grew up. Who wasn’t attracted to Gaston the Hunter? The war hero was the epitome of “tall, dark and handsome” and his success in the village and on the battlefield made every man want to be him and every woman want to sleep with him, or so Gaston assumed. And that precisely was LeFou’s major conflict: he struggled internally with the desire to be Gaston and the desire to be with him. However, people often overlooked just how kind LeFou was and his passionate feelings towards Gaston were set on the backburner for the purpose that the young sidekick simply cared too much about their friendship.

And so, LeFou smiled politely this time last year when Gaston would revolve his days around wooing Belle, the beautiful oddball and bookworm, only for her to reject him constantly. It pained LeFou to watch as Gaston continued making advances on Belle. He knew it would never work out. He couldn’t speak up, he attempted (on multiple occasions), but his belief that Belle could not be more wrong for Gaston was something that the war hero would not accept. She was certainly the most beautiful girl in the village, that much was true, but as the days passed and the rejections were ongoing, LeFou understood that the idea of courting Belle was more of a chase in Gaston’s eyes than an authentic, passionate feeling. He wanted to win. Belle was the prize, she would be his only prize, and the night the mob formed, LeFou was horrified to see the fire screaming inside of Gaston’s dark eyes. Truth be told, Gaston leaving Maurice in the woods to be eaten by wolves was the start of LeFou’s faltering loyalty. How could someone leave an elderly man, a father, tied to a tree to be mauled by vicious animals? And then, that dreaded night when they attacked the castle, LeFou knew that in the hero’s mind, the town had evaporated and he was standing in the middle of the battlefield, ready at a moment’s notice to slaughter the Beast and finally claim his reward. It became all too much for LeFou, his friend was gone and he simply didn’t recognize the monster towering over him, screaming “Do you want to be next?!

He didn’t expect Gaston to survive, no one did, it was an absolute miracle that he was spotted rushing into his tavern the morning after the fall. At first glance, he was unharmed, but when he turned his body sharply as he ripped the tavern door open, a few villagers noted blood stains on the white shirt ruffles that feathered down his chest. That morning was the last glance most of the village had of Gaston, and when LeFou discovered his friend had survived, he spent the following days fighting an inner battle of helping Gaston or shunning him indefinitely. When the rest of the town collectively declared Option B, LeFou’s affectionate heart twisted with guilt and apprehension. Gaston did not cope well with hatred or ill-thoughts of his character and, though seemingly deserving, LeFou simply couldn’t abandon his friend.

In the months after the fall, LeFou gathered as many people into the tavern until the daily customer count improved to four. He didn’t expect praise, it was obvious Gaston refused to exit his room, but LeFou didn’t give up on him. Stanley was patient with this slow progress, well aware of LeFou’s past feelings, but he loved LeFou, after all. He supported him. The prolonged game of winning Gaston’s heart ceased with Stanley now in his life, and LeFou’s genuine acts of caring were to help his old friend, well, live again. It seemed absolutely hopeless until the day Anne wandered into the village. Unlike Belle, the chemistry between the new girl and Gaston was stimulating and LeFou couldn’t deny that maybe she possessed this certain “je ne sais quoi” that would ultimately change Gaston for the better. He could at least hope.

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Choose Your Mistakes #34

Part thirty-four of the interactive fanfiction, Choose Your Mistakes. Please check the FAQ and the Setting Info if you have questions, and be sure to make your choice below.

You chose to defend Mare. 

Originally posted by erebussociety

Mare was frozen in place. You could see him twitch as he tried to move, but he simply could not convince him limbs to obey him.
You tried to pull him. You tried to lift him. You tried to push him. And all the while the domed shadow laughed as it advanced. You glared back at it. Dark’s mouth was moving, but the laughter came from the body of shadow behind him.
“Run!” Mare hissed through teeth that barely moved.
“I’m not just leaving you,” you insisted, moving to stand where he could see you again. His eyes were wide with fear, the smoke that pooled around them glittering with red and orange flecks.
Dark continued chuckling as he approached. You could feel the deep sound in your bones. You wanted to run, your heart was pounding and you could feel yourself sweating, but you made yourself stay.
How dare you…

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Taako Day Chapter Two

“I’m sorry, you’re going to do what now?”

Angus looks behind him and sees that Kravitz has gone full reaper mode on them. He’s a skeleton with burning red eyes, clutching a scythe defensively. The militia men do look scared, one of them even backs down off the porch.

“Babe, it’s okay,” Taako puts out a hand to Kravitz. “Put your skin back on.”

“…Taako,” Kravitz does as he’s asked, but the skin only helps show how worried he is.

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anonymous asked:

what do you think of anisoka?

I like it! To be honest, in canon itself, I see it very much as a sibling kind of dynamic. Ahsoka is basically the little sister Anakin never had, and I love their dynamic. 

As for Anisoka in a romantic context… As I said, their dynamic never had any romantic undertones: they had pet nicknames (Snips and Skyguy), they bickered and teased each other, but they were always way more like brother and sister and never had the respectful distance you’d usually see in master and padawan relationships, unless they were in front of members of the Jedi Council and had to behave as such. 

They were also very similar in character: what I think happened for TCW is that some characteristics Anakin showed in the movies were taken away from him and given to Ahsoka. It resulted in an Anakin who was way more sympathetic and relatable for a lot of people, while said characteristics Ahsoka got from Anakin never made her annoying, but rather endearing.

Throughout their time together, there were many times where Anakin and Ahsoka showed behavior when they were together (Anakin alone is another matter) that wasn’t quite “proper Jedi behavior”. But on the other hand, it was never really presented as them acting all “Dark Side” either. You could actually say they were in a grayer area.  

But what made all the difference was that Ahsoka was a LOT more emotionally stable than Anakin, and despite all the hardships she went through, she kept a solid moral compass and a kind heart, no matter what. 

This leads me to compare how Anakin behaves around Padmé, and how he behaves around Ahsoka. He loved them both, very, very much: they were the two people he loved the most along with Obi-Wan and his mother. They were his family when he had none left: Padmé was the love of his life, Obi-Wan his brother and mentor and Ahsoka his little sister. But Padmé and Ahsoka were both very different in their own way. 

Padmé was a brilliant lady: she became Queen of Naboo at fourteen years old, gave a big lucky finger to the Senate and went to save her planet on her own from the Trade Federation, was one of the most illustrious Senators of her time and set the bases for the Rebellion along with Bail Organa and Mon Mothma. She was kind and idealistic, and those were her biggest assets as well as the catalysts to her downfall.

When she first met Anakin, he was still a sweet, innocent little boy: what didn’t help is that even afterwards, she kept on seeing him that way, up to Attack of the Clones, and she realized how truly damaged Anakin was when it was too late.

It also didn’t help that she wasn’t Force-sensitive, and a marriage between a Force-sensitive and a non-Force-sensitive having complications or misunderstandings seems to be A-Thing in the Galaxy Far Far Away. Han and Leia are another example, and this has repercussions on their son, how he is now (though it’s not the only cause, of course), and perhaps even the fate of the galaxy, and that’s not unlike Anakin and Padmé: but that’s a discussion for another day.

Anakin did genuinely love Padmé, more than anything. But he was always taught to repress his emotions, and was encouraged to “let go of everything he feared to lose”. Considering that mourning has different stages, going straight to acceptance is very unhealthy. As a result, Anakin was very much an emotional trainwreck, and that’s what led him to become so possessive of Padmé. 

Anakin and Padmé are very much the Romeo and Juliet of Star Wars: in AOTC, they were two teenagers forced to grow up way too quickly and who clung to each to each other by believing the other might be an anchor to what appears to be a “normal life”. But as Padmé said in the Clovis arc in TCW, it was a marriage built on lies and deceit. 

Anakin’s downfall came from being unable to accept fate and becoming obsessed with protecting his loved ones at all costs, even if it meant destroying other people’s lives. All of this isn’t Padmé’s fault, of course, since she’s very much a victim in all this mess, but she was an unwilling catalyst. This, unfortunately, leads me to declare that while Anakin and Padmé did love each other, Padmé was the one who brought out the worst in Anakin.

It didn’t help either that whenever Anakin was upset, Padmé would always receive the other end. Of course, he wasn’t verbally or physically abusive with her: but for Anakin, she was the only person he could vent to about his frustrations and his pains. He knew he couldn’t do that with Obi-Wan, since he didn’t trust him enough for that, and because he would probably shoot something not very helpful like “Remember the Jedi code” or something. Padmé, on the other hand, was either too nice, too polite, or a mix of both to tell Anakin to get a grip on himself. Or maybe she also thought that Anakin did need to vent, which isn’t a bad thing in itself: but as I said, Padmé still saw Anakin as the sweet little boy from Tatooine, so it often ended up with her not seeing the gravity of Anakin’s situation.  

What about Ahsoka? 

What makes the difference is that Ahsoka was a lot more emotionally stable than Anakin and even Padmé. She didn’t exactly follow the “no attachments” rule to a T, but in hard or even unhealthy situations, she knew when to let go and even when to leave. That’s what led her to leave the Jedi Order behind when she couldn’t trust them anymore, instead of clinging to them like Anakin did. He didn’t trust the Jedi Council, but he stayed with them nonetheless because it provided him a sense of stability. Ahsoka, on the other hand, was willing to accept to go plunge into the unknown, for her own sake. That was how she coped: she walked away. 

Because of that level-headedness, Ahsoka was a lot more efficient at standing up to Anakin. Not that Padmé wasn’t: but her not being able to take off her “little-Ani-goggles”, her emotional needs, and her lack of Force-sensitivity made her blind to Anakin’s pull towards the Dark Side. And that’s the tragedy of Padmé Amidala. 

No offense, Padmé, I still love you. 

But let’s just say overall that despite being Luke and Leia’s parents, and despite their love for each other, Anakin and Padmé were actually pretty badly suited for each other, especially given the circumstances. 

Ahsoka, on the other hand, was never afraid of calling Anakin out on his BS. And it worked.

She understood Anakin, more than anyone else could, and Anakin knew that. Heck, she even knew he was miserable in the Jedi Order. Like it or not, she was the only person he knew he could fully trust. That was something he could do with anyone else, not even Padmé or Obi-Wan. They were more equals than Master and Padawan, and because Anakin truly felt comfortable around Ahsoka, she was the one who brought out the best in him.  

Seriously, though, watch Anakin in season 6, after Ahsoka has left. Behavior-wise, he has definitely regressed.

Also, as I said, while Anakin always vented on Padmé, since she was the only person who didn’t tell him to shut up about his frustrations, and since Obi-Wan would probably give him some not-so-helpful advice, he didn’t really do it with Ahsoka. The reason why, though, is different: he knew he had to be a big brother figure to her, so of course, he had to hold back. But the thing is, she provided him a good distraction from his ProblemsTM. That was actually very beneficial for Anakin. He always protected Ahsoka at all costs, but at the same time, he knew he could trust her and that she would never let him down. And she didn’t, even when she discovered he had become Darth Vader.

So long story short: what Anakin needed at all times was someone like Ahsoka. 

Could have the galaxy’s fate been entirely different if Ahsoka had been a few years older and Anakin had fallen in love with her instead? Probably, yes. But still, honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if Palpatine was the true mastermind behind Barriss’ terrorist attack on the Jedi Temple to frame Ahsoka and get rid of her in one way or another. With Ahsoka around, even Revenge of the Sith itself might have been different.

tl;dr So, basically, if Ahsoka was a few years older, could I see Anisoka happening? Definitely.