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Bewitched, Body and Soul 1/5 (??)

MC is taken to the house of the stern Jumin Han and takes an instantaneous dislike to him. The feeling is mutual. 

AKA PRIDE AND PREJUDICE AU IS GO. Also this chapter was supposed to be twice as long, but I thought it would be funny to end it on the tropiest of tropes like if you’ve seen a period drama in your life you’ll have screamed over this i know it instead.

MC is not named in this version. She is called Areum on AO3. The prologue to this is here (unnamed) and here (named)

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HOGWARTS HOUSE AESTHETICS

Gryffindor: the crackling of fire, burnt parchment, loud and joyful laughter, adrenalin flooding through your veins, looking at the horizon and getting a feeling of eternity, a clear blue sky, rooms lit only by firelight, quiet whispers between friends, shared secrets, the rush of courage when you finally overcome your fears, black and golden tattoos, sleepless nights, neon lights in the dark, red lipstick and golden nail polish, leather jackets, pride and stubbornness, walking arm in arm with your best friends, breaking into the city pool at night, playing pranks and then running away laughing

Ravenclaw: the smell of books, delicate silver rings, leather armbands, cold mineral water, the sound of rain against windows, the silence of a library, heavy old curtains, quills and ink, the joy of accomplished work, myths and legends, sitting in the shade of a tree, polaroid photos of moments long gone, intricate bracelets, starry night skies, smokey eyes, early summer mornings, dew drops, braids, writing novels on old typewriters, white roses, silver tiaras, notebooks in all forms and colours, ink stains on hands, the sound of cat paws on wooden floors, theatre visits, swimming in the ocean at dawn

Hufflepuff: fairytales, sunlight through windows, dust dancing in sunlight, muffins and cakes, eating Nutella with a spoon, licking pastry from your fingers, soft giggling, yellow rubber boots and raincoats, colourful flowers, sunshine on your face, knitted sweaters, wool socks, roadtrips in the summer, watching your pets sleep peacefully, making your favourite dishes, going on a walk on a warm day; watching the sunlight stream through the branches and onto the ground, sitting calmly at the edge of the lake and watching the water move

Slytherin: fast cars, city lights at night, elegant clothing, thunderstorms, red lipstick stains on wine glasses, smirks; lip bites and winks, high heeled shoes clicking on the pavement, trench coats, stepping into shallow puddles, cold autumn nights, sunny winter mornings, frozen landscapes, firewhiskey, the burning sensation when you swallow alcohol, dancing in a crowd of people as if you are the only one there, the feeling of letting something go, dark green and silver nail polish, long velvet curtains, ghost stories at midnight, the light of the moon, mythology and long forgotten stories, leather bags

It just occurred to me

Harry Potter was set in the 1990s, and all the…..ahem… fashion thereof.

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HERMIONE GRANGER IN 90S FASHION OUTSIDE OF UNIFORM

CAUSE HER MUGGLE ASS WOULD KNOW ABOUT THAT SHIT

Gorillaz My Immortal AU

submitted by @shrekangelo

I WASN’T LYING WHEN I SAID I’D DO IT.

Chapter 1.

Hi my name is Murdoc Alphonse Faust Niccals and I have short greasy black hair and pale hazel eyes and a lot of people tell me I look like Keith Richards (AN: if u don’t know who he is get da hell out of here!). I’m not related to Satan but I wish I was because he’s a major fucking hottie. I’m a vampire but my teeth are crooked and green. I have pale green skin. I’m also in a band, and I live in a place called Kong Studios in England where I worked for a few years (I’m 49 years old). I’m a goth (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly black. I love Hot Topic and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a black shirt with a matching satanic cross around my neck and a black leather belt, jeans, and cuban-heeled boots. I was wearing black lipstick, green foundation, black eyeliner and gray eye shadow. I was walking outside Kong Studios. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. 2D stared at me. I put up my middle finger at him.
“Hey Murdoc!” shouted a voice. I looked up. It was…. Paula Cracker!
“What’s up Paula?” I asked.
“Nothing.” she said shyly.
But then, I heard my friends call me and I had to go away

Chapter 2.
The next day I woke up in my bedroom. It was snowing and raining again. I opened the door of my coffin and drank some rum from a bottle I had. My coffin was black ebony and inside it was hot red velvet with black lace on the ends. I got out of my coffin and took of my giant David Bowie t-shirt which I used for pajamas. Instead, I put on a white turtleneck, a satanic cross necklace, cuban-heeled boots and rolled up jeans on. I put on a military dress cap with skull on top.
My friend, Billy Boy (AN: Billy dis is u!) woke up then and grinned at me. He flipped his short shoulder-length raven black hair and opened his forest-green eyes. He put on his military dress cap with crossbones on the top, a military jacket, and black leather boots. We put on our makeup (black lipstick green foundation and black eyeliner.)
“OMFG, I saw you talking to Paula Cracker yesterday!” he said excitedly.
“Yeah? So?” I said, blushing.
“Do you like Paula?” he asked as we went out of my Winnebago and into the studio halls.
“No I so fucking don’t!” I shouted.
“Yeah right!” he exclaimed. Just then, Paula walked up to me.
“Hi.” she said.
“Hi.” I replied flirtily.
“Guess what.” she said.
“What?” I asked.
“Well, Blondie is having a concert in Hogsmeade.” she told me.
“Oh. My. Fucking. God!” I screamed. I love Blondie. They are my favorite band, besides Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars.
“Well…. do you want to go with me?” she asked.
I gasped.

Chapter 3.
On the night of the concert I put on my cuban-heeled boots. On top of them were brown jeans. Then I put on a black shirt with a satanic cross necklace. I put on purple cape around my neck. I straightened my hair and made it look all spiky. I felt a little depressed then, so I slit one of my wrists. I read a depressing book while I waited for it to stop bleeding and I listened to some David Bowie. I painted my nails black and put on TONS of black eyeliner. Then I put on some black lipstick. I didn’t put on foundation because I was green anyway. I drank some human blood so I was ready to go to the concert.
I went outside. Paula was waiting there in front of her car. She was wearing a Simple Plan t-shirt (they would play at the show too), red velvet pants, black nail polish and a little eyeliner (AN: A lot fo kewl gurlz wer it ok!).
“Hi Paula!” I said in a depressed voice.
“Hi Murdoc.” she said back. We walked into her black Mercedes-Benz (the license plate said 666) and drove to the place with the concert. On the way we listened excitedly to Blondie and David Bowie. We both smoked cigarettes and drugs. When we got there, we both hopped out of the car. We went to the mosh pit at the front of the stage and jumped up and down as we listened to Blondie.
“Oh, uh-huh make it magnificent
Tonight
Right
Ah, oh your hair is beautiful
Ah, tonight
Atomic.” sang Debbie (I don’t own da lyrics 2 dat song).“Debbie is so fucking hot.” I said to Paula, pointing to her as she sung, filling the club with her amazing voice.
Suddenly Paula looked sad.
“What’s wrong?” I asked as we moshed to the music. Then I caught on.
“Hey, it’s ok I don’t like her better than YOU!” I said.
“Really?” asked Paula sensitively and she put her arm around me all protective.
“Really.” I said. “Besides I don’t even know Debbie and she’s going out with Chris fucking Stein. I fucking hate that little bitch.” I said disgustedly, thinking of his ugly face.
The night went on really well, and I had a great time. So did Paula. After the concert, we drank some beer and asked Chris and Debbie for their autographs and photos with them. We got Blondie concert tees. Paula and I crawled back into the Mercedes-Benz, but Paula didn’t go back into Kong Studios, instead she drove the car into……………………… Plastic Beach!

Chapter 4.
“Paula!” I shouted. “What the fuck do you think you are doing?”
Paula didn’t answer but she stopped the car and she walked out of it. I walked out of it too, curiously.
“What the fucking hell?” I asked angrily.
“Murdoc?” she asked.
“What?” I snapped.
Paula leaned in extra-close and I looked into her gothic red eyes (she was wearing color contacts) which revealed so much depressing sorrow and evilness and then suddenly I didn’t feel mad anymore.
And then…………… suddenly just as I Paula kissed me passionately. Paula climbed on top of me and we started to make out keenly against a plastic tree. She took of my top and I took of her clothes. I even took of my inverted cross. Then I put my thingie into her you-know-what and we did it for the first time.
“Oh! Oh! Oh! ” I screamed. I was beginning to get an orgasm. We started to kiss everywhere and my green body became all warm. And then….
“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING YOU MOTHERFUKERS!”
It was……………………………………………………. Russel Hobbs!

everything harry does is iconic. literally everything. my kids are going to look back at photos of him in sheer shirts unbuttoned to his tummy and velvet boots and nail polish and wish they’d lived in the harry styles era. and we get to. he’s incredible

A Bit Chilly- Blaise Zabini imagine

Request: Can I get a Christmas Blaize?

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“I can’t believe it’s Christmas already.” You sighed happily, cold air numbing your nose. It was a welcome refreshment from being cooped up inside the castle. Finally the winter Hogsmeade trips were beginning. Blaise’s company made it only better.

“I, for one, am happy. I finally have an excuse to kiss you all the time.” Blaise hinted flirtatiously. You rolled your eyes sarcastically.

“Like you have to ask anyways.” You threw your arms around his neck and he responded by twirling your around, bringing his lips to yours sweetly. Blaise placed you back on the ground under a pavillion of a restaurant.

“We should get some butterbeer.” Blaise suggested, capturing your gloved hand in his own. You nodded vigorously.

“It is getting a bit chilly.” You decided, allowing Blaise to pull you inside the Three Broomsticks. Other students filled the booths and tables, but luckily you found one to have a seat.

“Thank you for spending Christmas with me. I know your friends wanted to see you.” Blaise’s hand rested on your thigh and tapped his fingers rhythmically.

“I love spending time with my favorite person.” You whispered, leaning your head on his shoulder.

Soon, your drinks were delivered, heated to a foaming broth to sooth the red of your cheeks. In sync, you and Blaise picked up the glasses and bringing them to your lips. Sighing contently, you closed your eyes and took a deep breath. Sweet vanilla and fresh pine filled your nose and relaxed your mind.

“This is delicious– Oh, Y/N, you’ve got…” Blaise trailed, leaning over to kiss the leftover vanilla drink from your lips. You laughed against his lips; they tasted like sugar. He pulled away with a wide smile.

“Thanks.” You giggled, wiping whatever was left off with your thumb. You both finished your drinks and exited the warm fire of the pub into the fresh snow flakes falling into your hair.

“I have something for you.” Blaise broke the peaceful silence between you and pulled a long box from inside his coat.

“Blaise! This is so beautiful!” You gasped as he opened the velvet box. A polished emerald stone twinkled back at you on a silver chain. A thin ‘B’ was carved into the front. Blaise took it delicately from the box and stepped behind you. Lifting your hair, Blaise clipped it around your neck.

“It looks lovely on you.” Blaise complimented softly.

“Thank you so much!” You squealed and leapt at him. His arms circled your waist tightly as you crushed your lips against his.

“Anything for my wonderful lady.” He told you truthfully. You stayed embraced in his arms for a while, swaying gently with the wind. You could think of no better way to spend your Christmas.

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Thanks for requesting! Happy holidays :)

Here’s a very simple and easy Christmas Ornaments mani, I don’t celebrate it, but this is dedicated to those who do 🎄🎅

I used Zoya’s matte velvets collection
I posted a video tutorial on my instagram account “@danahsnails”

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Thank you Ciate for all the amazing gifts!! So excited to expand my collection of my favorite formula! So easy and fast to nearly apply two thin coats. If you haven’t tried Ciate yet, I highly recommend. I’ve also been wanting to try velvet nails since seeing them at the Kenzo fashion show last season, so I can’t wait to try the kit! I also can’t wait to play with the beach house colors and foil, caviar and shell kits! Stay tuned for my ciate nail art adventure coming very soon!