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Star-Crossed Myth - Leon (pregnancy)

Hi guys! This is a pregnancy one-shot for Leon.
Thank you for reading!

I’m kind of confused at the moment. I’m just as happy as I am nervous.
I don’t know what to do with myself as I enter the mansion, and walk down the ridiculously long hallway with a racing heart. I don’t really pay much attention to my surroundings and it’s almost as if my feet are moving by themselves as they take me to my destination.

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anonymous asked:

Could you do one of your awesome scenario conversation posts, between an INFJ and ENFJ who are friends?

*ENFJ and INFJ are sitting in the library, pouring over the notes that one of their friends took and trying to decipher his messy handwriting.*

INFJ: My gosh. Does INTP write in Mandarin, or something? 

INFJ: Not that Mandarin looks like incoherent scribbling! It’s actually a fascinating language, with great cultural depth and— 

ENFJ: *smiling* It’s okay, INFJ. 

INFJ: Okay. Heh, sorry. *flips a page* 

ENFJ: *gasping* Look at this! He was doing his AP math homework in the margins. 

INFJ: How very characteristic of him.

ENFJ: Right? 

ENFJ: *looks up at INFJ* So… how are things?

INFJ: Just generally? They’re alright. I do have an enormous test tomorrow, though. *groans* 

ENFJ: In Physics?

INFJ: Mhm. *Tilts her head towards the notes, grinning.* However did you guess?

ENFJ: Just read it through the magical window in your brain, I guess. I’ve been told I’m veeery perceptive. *taps on her head* Oh wait, that’s you. 

INFJ: *smirking* Very funny, ENFJ. And how are you?

ENFJ: I’m running two clubs, and it’s exhausting. But, as cliche as it sounds, they’re both worth it! 

INFJ: That doesn’t sound cliche at all. 

ENFJ: Thank you! So, want to bring those notes back to INTP?

INFJ: *glances at her watch* Darn it, I have to go. Do you mind taking them back by yourself?

ENFJ: It’s fine with me. Seeya tomorrow!

INFJ: *Pivots to walk away, then freezes.* 

INFJ: Waaaait a second…

ENFJ: What? What is it?

INFJ: *narrowing her eyes and turning back around* I feel like I’m forgetting something, but I don’t know what it could be. 

ENFJ: Want me to help you look?

INFJ: That would be great. *smiles*

*The two friends check under the table, in the bookshelf where they sometimes store their things, and near the computers. Eventually, they give up and walk back to the table they were sitting at.* 

INFJ: Well, we didn’t find anything. *uncertainly* I guess I’m just imagining things…

ENFJ: Wait. INFJ, didn’t you have a binder tucked under your arm when you came in?

INFJ: *eyes widening* Oh, yeah! The blue one that’s so full it looks like it’s going to explode?

ENFJ: That’s the one.

INFJ: Huh. I wonder where I could’ve put it…

ENFJ: *suddenly* Um. INFJ?

INFJ: Mhm?

ENFJ: I see it.

INFJ: Oh! Where is it? *glances around*

ENFJ: INFJ. You’re standing on it. 

INFJ: Good grief! *Shakes her head in disbelief.* I can’t believe it was literally under our noses the entire time. 

ENFJ: *giggling* I blame it on sleep deprivation. 

INFJ: I second that!

8

This is all very cloak and dagger. I can’t have people thinking I give you the time of day now, can I? What do you want? Not sure yet. You click your fingers and ruin people’s lives, just like that. When necessary. Takes some power, that does … must come in handy! It does …

Wolfstar Laser tagging. (Modern Day AU)

“So why did you bring us here Evans?”

“Sirius, show some excitement. We are here to play laser tag!!” Lily said gleefully, jumping up and down.

“Yeah, because that sounds sooooo interesting,”quipped Sirius, utterly bored.

“You don’t even know what it is,” Lily snapped.

“I know what it is, and I am not interested,” Sirius scoffed.

“You haven’t even played it yet!!” Lily yelled.

“I know. And I am not interested,” Sirius enunciated slowly, as if speaking to a mentally retarded person.

“Remus!!” Lily said desperately.

Remus pouted, “Pads, don’t be such a spoil-sport. Come on, Lily and I love this game. Come on Pads, for me, pleeeeease,” Remus looked at Sirius, and Lily had to stifle her laughter because Remus was giving Sirius his puppy face. Sirius caved in. “Fine, let’s play it,”Sirius muttered.

“Excellent!! I will explain you all the rules.” Lily quickly explained the rules to everyone.

“So, all clear?” Remus asked everyone and clarified, and everyone nodded.

“So how will the teams be?” Emmeline asked, looking around.

“I have an idea. Why don’t we play against our significant others?” Frank cocked his head to the side, and smirked at Alice. Alice flipped him off, “Whatever team I’ll be in, we will still win Frank.”

That is a fantastic idea Frank,” Marlene grinned. “This is gonna be fucking amazing, and shut up James, you can’t always have Lily on your team,” Marlene said flatly to James, who seemed to be pouting.

“Fine,” James said, “I will beat Lily and win.”

“We will just see to that Potter,” Lily scoffed back.

“Jeez. You all already started getting competitive. Okay, fine we will play against our significant others, but we still need to sort people, and also choose the captains,” Mary pointed out.

There was muttering of yeses everywhere. 

“So how do we select the captains?” Alice asked with her hands on her hips.

“Ladies, and gentlemen, behold your glorious and jaw-dropping captain,” Sirius said and took a bow.

“No one’s making you a captain Black, you didn’t even want to play it in the first place,” Lily retorted. “Let’s make chits and draw two, and they’ll be the captains.”

Everyone agreed to it, even a sulky Sirius (only because Remus convinced him) though on the condition that he gets to draw the chits.

Finally Emmeline and Alice became the team leaders, which meant Marlene was with Alice (A.N here Emmeline and Marlene are a couple, Frank and Alice {yes I ship them a lot, fight me} Jily, Wolfstar, and Mary and Peter) and Frank was with Emmeline.

“Waaaait,” yelled Sirius. “What now Padfoot?” James sighed.

“Who gets to pick first?” Sirius raised his eyebrows.

“Good question,” James muttered. “Fine, you girls, rock-paper-scissor it out.”

Emmeline and Alice looked at each other and shrugged. Alice won, and said, “James.”

James moved towards Alice and Marlene, and Lily went towards Emmeline and Frank. Lily whispered something in Em’s ears, and Em nodded and said, “Remus.”

Remus high-fived Lily as Sirius ran towards James. Alice chose Peter, and Mary moved towards Lily’s group.

So the final members are Lily, Remus, Frank, Emmeline and Mary in one team, and Sirius, James, Alice, Peter and Marlene in the other. 

“LET’S DO THIS!!!” Sirius yelled.

“Alright alright, come on, let’s put on the vests,” Lily said, and everyone started putting on their suit.

Sirius strode over to Lily and smirked and whispered, “Evans, you could’ve just said I would see Remus in Army suit, and I would’ve agreed within the blink of an eye.”

Lily laughed, and said, “Maybe I will ask Remus to always wear an Army suit to convince you to do anything.” “It’s on,” Sirius winked at her.

“Alright, we are moving out losers,” Alice yelled, and the group went away.

“Alright, so what’s the plan?” Mary asked.

“We beat the hell out of them, and their stupid smug smiles,” Remus said.

“Blimey Remus, who knew you could be so competitive?” Frank grinned.

“Waaaait,” Lily said, looking around “Do not fall into their trap, don’t have a small talk, shoot them at sight.”

Everyone highfived each other, took their laser guns and went away.

Remus was now into full competitive mode, and damn him if would let the other team win, because he would never hear the end of it from Sirius and James. 

Remus moved cautiously, sticking close to the wall, and listening closely, and peering around, his laser gun in his hand.

Remus squinted, trying to see clearly, because it was a bit dark. he saw a figure out there, wearing suit darker than their own team’s. The person was facing the other way, so Remus ran forward before they could turn back, and shot her, recognising her hair.

“Hah! Take that Alice!!” Remus yelled and ran away before she could even shoot him, and heard her frustrated yell behind him.

Remus now stopped, breathing hard. He looked around, seeing a figure way ahead of him, but he could not recognise if the person was on his team or not. “Better not risk it”, Remus mumbled, and keeping his eyes on the figure he started walking backwards, until a sharp point was thrust in his back. “Shit,” Remus muttered and turned around to see a smirking Sirius, with his gun pointed at Remus. and they were also both in a dead end.

Remus wanted to win desperately and damn him if he would let Sirius or James win. Suddenly Remus had an idea, and he smirked.
“Well look Moony, look who’s about to die,” drawled Sirius.

Remus raised his hands, “I know, Pads. But,” Remus said slowly, “I think I died already when I saw you in that military vest. I mean, I wanted to take you right then and there, but I had to resist so much.” Remus could see this was working, as Sirius had already lowered his gun and was now licking his lip. “And since I am as well dead, and there is no one else here, I might just…” Remus advanced slowly, and his hand caressed Sirius’s collarbone. Remus leaned in, and let his lips skim over Sirius’s jawline. Sirius whimpered and Remus smiled, and though his intentions were different, Remus would be lying if he was not enjoying this.

Remus kissed behind Sirius’s ear, his hand on Sirius’s lower back, pulling him closer. Sirius’s hand fisted Remus’s vest, and pulled him closer. Remus grazed Sirius’s lips, pulled back, and then kissed Sirius hungrily. He forced open Sirius’s mouth and pushed his tongue in. By now, Sirius had completely abandoned his gun and his one hand was in Remus’s hair, the other behind his back. Remus pushed Sirius against the wall, kissing him fervently. He did find Sirius very hot in that Army jacket, and there was something in kissing Sirius in the dark  in a corner with low neon lights high above. Sirius was now completely into Remus, his eyes closed. Remus pulled back, and before Sirius could understand what was happening (still dizzied by the kiss) Remus shot Sirius and started to  run away, cackling, listening to Sirius’s furious yells and footsteps behind him.

A.N I hope you all enjoyed it! If you have any fic requests, please put them in my ask! I shall get back to you when I can.

For @into-the-idk​, I hope you like it.

s4 predictions

Here goes. Why not…

[in no particular episode order or sequence]

Also SPOILERS? for some setlock-y type info I guess.

- Mary knows she’s a goner, hence the trip to Morocco - a last ditch attempt to save herself. Someone wants to kill her and she knows it; eventually John shows up and confronts her there and they have a re-do of the Christmas forgiveness scene except John’s like, wow sorry things turned out like this but also not sorry cos this whole thing was really shitty.
- Alternatively: Mary is Moran or Moriarty and has been assigned to John and also has a secret professional connection to Mycroft. I actually like this version way better and I hope they did that instead of making Mary a random assassin like whatever.
- Bubs is also a goner, though hopefully in a not-horribly-cruel way. My insane wish fulfilment would be if it’s all a dream sequence (or MP, though *sighs* enough is enough) or babbu gets taken away by her real dad and lives a charmed, non-violent life. I don’t think John would abandon the baby or feel any less in love with her if he found out he wasn’t bio dad, but perhaps that’s where some of the heartbreak comes in…idk.
- Mycroft or Mrs. Hudson die. I’m sorry, really really sorry, but one of them gotta go. My bet’s on Mycroft.
- Culverton Smith does something tremendously horrible that’s like, actually really disturbing and gross. Weirdly I have this fantasy about truth serum? Which is so ridiculous but what’s up with the scary nurses riddle me this.
- Sherlock tells John he loves him - maybe the ‘I love you’ in the weird bunker scene? But thats it, not more explicit like ‘I’m in love with you in a sexual and romantic way’ but now casuals are like waaaait, what? And John does not initially return the sentiment because he’s got loads of shit to deal with at the moment and he thinks Sherlock is high or ill or otherwise fucking about but then! John does the Soul Searching and his own Fucking About in a way that looks kinda shitty at first but then the audience cottons on and figures out oh yeah, John really does love him too! In the good ol’ more-than-friends way.
- Love Confession (dear god above) will be either realllllly brief or like 40 pages of monologues. My money’s on the shorter the better.
- That 26 page scene with John, Mycroft, and Sherlock will be the climax where everything is explained for Realsies, with maybe some low-key Garridebs or Mycroft deathbed stuff going down.
- John has a secret. He’s more than he’s let on. I think initially he’ll be framed for one of the crimes or made out to be a baddie and Sherlock will discover this and be utterly shocked/confused and perhaps he WILL have done something morally fucked up but he will justify it somehow and then obviously not be a baddie. Maybe he will sacrifice his freedom/reputation/whatever to try and protect Sherlock but it won’t work somehow because this is BBC Sherlock and we can never have anything nice.
- The estrangement is a good thing. A good thing! Narratively, you want the romantic leads to be finally alllllmost there and then things get fucked up. Case in point: TRF. John was like, Ready and then Sherlock jumped. We’re gonna do that again except hopefully with better payoff this time.
- Things will get way worse before they get better.
- See a pattern here?
- Since Sherlock left John, and then John left Sherlock, and then Sherlock left John, now it’s John turn to leave Sherlock again. This is where the estrangement comes in. Sherlock will be blamed/look heartless/etc over some action or inaction (WOW MUCH DETAIL I know) and John will struggle with that.
- THEN THEY WILL REUNITE AND NEVER LEAVE EACH OTHER AGAIN SO HELP ME GOD
- Moriarty had better be dead. I love Andrew, but it’s time.
- ummm we find out Anthea’s real name?
- I thought of some other ones but this post is already so long that I’m stopping
- OH YEAH THE KISS
- its imperfections will make it perfect

in other news

suigetsu is the only person in the manga with common sense

as usual

gai is flawless

lee is flawless

wait

waaaait

DOES THIS MEAN WHAT IT THINK IT MEANS I’M SO HAP…

kishi don’t you fucking dare istg you already killed too many members of this team wtf