wanted to learn something new after so long

Teach me

“Malfoy?” His last name came floating towards him from the entrance of Draco’s dorm, where someone had been standing for quite some time before making themself known.

“Yes?” Draco answered without looking up from his work.

“What are you doing?” Potter, who was now by some stupid twist of fate his roommate, asked as he took several steps in Draco’s direction. He didn’t walk all the way over to his desk though, which was strange since Potter usually didn’t give a damn about personal space.

“I’m reading. Don’t you remember we have an oral potions exam tomorrow?” Draco lifted an eyebrow but he did so without taking his eyes off the pages. He was only half listening to Potter at the moment, because potions still was his favorite subject even though the new teacher was very hostile towards him due to his past.

“No I mean with your hands.” There was something so distinctly odd about the way Potter said those words that Draco stopped reading and actually listened to the man.

“Never saw a man knit? Honestly Potter if Skeeter comes up with a theory that you were raised by cavemen I think I would actually support it.” Draco put down his knitting work and dropped the floating charm on his potions book so he could turn around and look at Potter, who had uncharacteristically not responded to his insult yet.

“Could you teach me?” The other man blurted out after several seconds of awkward eye contact. Awkward for the other man of course, however dented Draco’s pride might be, he still had his mask firmly in place.

But the unexpected request make a visible dent in Draco’s calm facade.

“Teach you? Why would I do-” Draco stopped himself. He was a changed man now, or at least he was supposed to be, and his new image included the stupid characteristic of being nice, so he shouldn’t be refusing Potter’s request.

“Why would you want to learn knitting?” He settled on eventually, and he was surprised to see relief flood Potter’s face. If knitting was something he wanted to learn he could have just asked the Weasley matriarch. Merlin knew she didn’t do anything but knit sweaters all year long.

“I’d like to make something.” Potter answered in an almost shy tone as he scratched the back of his neck. Draco had to stop himself from laughing as he thought of how bizarre the situation was. After the childhood bullying, the war, the trauma, the many apologies and the nights and days drenched in shame, after all that Harry Potter was asking him how to knit. 

The world was a funny place.

“So do I.” Draco heard himself say in a tone more gentle and kind than he thought he could ever produce. He pulled out an ornamented chest full of yarn. “So Potter. Let’s pick a colour.”

Apperantly I can’t do anything anymore without turning it into drarry #fml

I hope you liked it anyway.

NCT Hyung Line Reaction: s/o wearing only his shirt

NCT 127 Hyung Line reacting to their s/o only wearing his shirt *wink**wink*

Umm may contain very little bit of sexual references

{Requests Open}

Listened to this and this while writing. (songs have nothing to do w/ the topic)

This is how it goes down or up ha


Originally posted by ithastobemoontaeil

You are spending the night over at his house because you two are going somewhere the next day. Before bed you decide to shower. So as you are getting out of the shower, you notice that you forgot your PJs. Since he isn’t in his room, you go in and take one of his oversized shirts. As you are looking for a pair of sweatpants, Taeil walks in. He’s shocked and he has to double take because he can’t believe how enticing you look wearing only his shirt. 

“ugh, y/n, you look really really good like that”


Originally posted by johnny-nct

Johnny is coming home after a long, tiring day of learning a new choreography. It’s late and he just wants to come home to relax with you. The first thing he sees when he steps into the house is you half naked with his shirt on. Not gonna lie, he’s a little turned on by how attractive you look. 

“y/n, are you trying to hint at something,” he says with a wink as he starts taking his clothes off starting with his jacket. 

“I’m tired though, so, y/n, you’re on top tonight” 


Originally posted by yoon-to-the-oh

He is laying in bed watching their comeback performance on his phone. He is too busy watching for mistakes to notice you walk in the room. 

“Taeyong, you hungry? Do you want me to order pizza?” 

You are finally able to get him to look up at you. His eyes widen a little at the sight of you. He can’t even form a proper response. So, you take that as a yes and leave to order the food. But as you leave you hear him say,

“Woah, so sexy!”


Originally posted by nctuhohahyes

You are sleeping over at Yuta’s house because he claimed he wanted to watch movies with you. You hadn’t prepared extra clothes before going to his house, so he offers to let you borrow some. He tells you to wait in the bathroom while he gets the clothes. However, he returns with only one of his shirts. When you come out, he smirks at you.

“Yuta, I think you forgot the bottoms!”

He chuckles and pulls you into his side,

“Babe, you look great like this”

Later on while watching the movies he whispers in your ear,

“How about we forget about the movies”


Originally posted by dovounq

You guys are over at your house for a day together. You guys had planned to stay there and just cook, watch movies, etc. So when he arrives at your house, he is met with you wearing only his shirt.

“Hey babe, isn’t that my shirt?”

“Yeah, sorry! But I like it on me.”

“Me, too!”

Throughout your indoor date, he can’t stop himself from eyeing your legs or from thinking sexual thoughts. 


Originally posted by shutupxiumin

You and Jaehyun have the dorm at to yourselves as the boys had decided to give you two some time alone. You tell him that you are going to change into something more comfortable. He is sitting on the couch waiting for you to come back. He looks up once he notices you standing there, and his eyes widen a little. He wasn’t expecting you to come back like that, but hey he isn’t complaining. As you guys do things, like cook, he can’t help but look down at your barely covered ass but every time you turn around he looks up and smiles innocently.

“Please wear my clothes more often, babe”


Originally posted by blackgirlslovebts

You are sleeping over at his place because you haven’t been able to be together since he is busy. You guys are about to go to sleep, so you decide to change into something more relaxing. So when you finally come out in his shirt, he looks away with a dust of pink appearing on his cheeks. At first he’s a little flustered and shy to look at you. However as time passes, he, like Jaehyun, sneaks glances at your ass for fap material. 

“I like how you look in my shirt, babe”


I’m so bad at writing things that have even a little bit of sexual reference so yeah sorry this sucked. guys omg Strong Woman Do Bong Soon is so fucking good! I only have 3 more episodes left ㅠㅡㅠ. UMMM yeah anyways requests are open! have a good day/night ~


…aaaand here’s another drabble. Are you sick of them by now? Anyway, it’s another short one (1.5k), and again it’s from Harry’s POV. It’s about how Sophia and Harry first met and I hope you’ll like it!

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The Tale of Darth Maul

Darth Maul isn’t even that dangerous or powerful, he just straight up refuses to fucking die. He got cut in half by Kenobi and survived decades off of pure rage and using what was literally trash to plug his wounds. He got fixed by a guy that is basically his cousin but has yellow markings. Teams up with his cousin and tries to kill Kenobi again during the clone wars, fails, takes over a planet with his cousin instead, got his cousin killed and went back to serving Palpatine. Then he did who knows what, up to the point of the rebellion, when he then tricks Ezra to find Kenobi for him and, surprise surprise, fight him again. And guess what happens? All those decades he spent writhing in the darkness. All his plans, all his schemes, all his rage, all of that; just to die in some godforsaken desert like the punkass he is. Killed by the same dude who already beat him. The OG Obi-Wan Motherfuckin’ Kenobi. Maul should’ve checked his track record, while he was rolling around in garbage being an edgelord, Obi-Wan stayed on his grind! He was putting down separatists left and right! He killed Grievous, and he was the baddest alien cyborg that’s ever been! Maul couldn’t even kill him as a padawan, and couldn’t kill him with the team-up and fancy new legs. So how the fuck was he supposed to kill him after quitting the game again for so long and not bringing something new table? It’s not like Maul learned a new technique, or some new force trick or anything. He thought he could go toe-to-toe with the same dude who kicked his ass before, with the same exact skill set. Maul should’ve just took that ‘L’ the first time and moved on, but nah he wanted seconds. He just had to prove that he still had the juice, that he could still put in work. Wasn’t even like it was a close fight either, Obi-Wan cut his ass down in like ten seconds flat. No force or special moves required; just straight Sith killing, Separatist plot thwarting, sarcastic comment making, beard having, Anakin stop panickin’, Jedi robe throwing down Obi-Wan skill. Obi-Wan didn’t even want to fight him, Maul tracked him down so he could get that final 'L’ hand delivered to him in person. Maul was a grown ass alien man when he first fought Kenobi who was little less than a young man. I don’t know how he thought like fifty years of not gaining new powers or skills would’ve resulted in him having anything remotely resembling an advantage. And he dies in the arms of the man he hated so much. Tragic. Goodnight,you angry trash man.

spookymcgraw  asked:

silverflint + 91. “i’m so tired of feeling unwanted” (preferably if it's silver saying that? <3)

Here you are! It’s kind of angsty and hints at Silver’s past, but there’s nothing explicit. Just Silver being sad and Flint helping to cheer him up. <3

Also! The word ‘gypsy’ is used once in this fic but it’s in what I consider to be an appropriate historical context.

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boop, new fanfic:

Some Observations on Fairies - by Patchouli Knowledge

It’s been a very long time since I wrote something new with a comedy slant, so I decided to give it a shot again. Also, I’ve been wanting to write something with Clownpiece in it ever since VFiS started, so here it is.

AO3 blurb:

A case study by Patchouli, documenting a normal day for a group of fairies: After learning that Clownpiece has never seen candy before, the Fairies of Light decide to rob a candy shop. 


  • If you squint really hard, you can tell that Star is my favorite member of the Fairies of Light.
  • Cirno is there too. 
  • If you thought Renko was a sarcastic asshole of a narrator, let me introduce you to: Patchouli Knowledge.
  • As promised, some kind of shitty fairy version of Ocean’s Eleven.
  • Remember when I talked about how I’d gotten a story idea so dumb that only one other person would think it was a good idea? This is it. The idea was framing a story as a thesis paper by Patchouli, so you get about 500 words of her ranting about the sorry state of modern scholarship before the story itself actually starts.
Taking Baby Steps: Month 9 // A Phan Multi-Shot

Genre: parent!phan, domestic fluff, fluff, slight angst

Words: 4.4k (this chapter)

Relationship status: married

Warnings: none

Summary: Being parents to a newborn baby isn’t exactly the easiest thing in the world. There are so many things they don’t quite understand, and there’s a lot they need to learn on this journey. But at least they’re doing it together. / AKA the wild ride of Dan and Phil’s first year as parents.

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Growing Wings

Chapter 1: Begin

Jungkook had always been thankful to his hyungs, but you had never seen him like this. He sat staring at his notebook, pen in hand and thoughts floating above his head. He was pensive, and lost in his search for ideas that hadn’t arrived yet. Jungkook always looks as if he had been stolen from the present, but today’s look was different.

“You okay?” you ask, lowering your head to meet his gaze. Your voice appeared to have broken the trance and his eyes meet yours again.

“Huh? Oh, nothing. Just thinking,”

“I can see that. I thought you had decided to write the song about the guys.” 

He looks down at his notebook, almost as if checking that the words written there hadn’t run away.

“I know what I want to say…I mean, I feel it. But I can’t find the words for it,” he says quietly.

“Is there anything I can do to help?” you ask, sipping your iced drink and closing your sketch book. When you first met Jungkook, he kept his emotions hidden in a box. He was quiet and timid and the pair of you were growing together. Those times when he didn’t have the courage to expose his thoughts, were also the times when you gave him more of yourself. You both worked well that way. You were willing to give him what he needed, even when he didn’t know what that was. Sometimes love grows like that, and not many people are able to give parts of themselves away. You and Jungkook, however, discovered the balance. You understood each other, and you loved him, and he definitely loved you. Maybe in terms of your relationship Jungkook had grown more honest with himself, but that love he felt for his hyungs? Maybe that relationship had yet to surface. Here was the same Jungkook sitting before you, a grown man. But still he was trying to reveal the contents of that box.

He takes your hand in his, still starring at his notebook. Your teeth nibble on the straw in your mouth as you watch the way he mindlessly caresses your fingers. You love the way his veins bulge in his arms, and how small your hands feel in his. 

“Kookie?” you say, calling him back from the world in his head, “You haven’t touched your snacks. That’s weird,” you laugh.

He looks at you and also laughs. “Ugh! I don’t know Y/N! I don’t want this to sound cheesy. Also…it will be embarrassing when they all hear it.”

“Jeon Jungkook the third!” you start, making him laugh again, “You are a strong, independent man!” You look at him seriously and assertively. He smiles shyly, finally digging into the bag of chips. He is so beautiful, you think to yourself. He wants to give this to his hyungs, but also wants it to be so perfect that he is losing himself. Your eyes soften. “Kookie, just be yourself. Nothing you can do can disappoint them. They love you just as much as you love them.” That made him smile mid chew. “Try reading what you have so far.”

“Aish! Really~?” He blushes. 

“Yes! Think of it as practice. Plus, I want to know what’s going on in here,” you point to his forehead. 

He sighs and picks up his notebook in a pretense annoyance, beginning to read.

“The fifteen year old me who didn’t have anything
The world was so big, I was so small
Now I can’t even imagine it
Now I can’t even imagine myself
who used to have no scent, who used to be empty…”

He begins to fake cry with the ugliest face you have ever seen. You slap his shoulder in response to his face and shake your head, scoffing. “That’s beautiful!” 

“Then I have a idea for the chorus,” he says more confidently. 

“Brother let’s cry cry let’s just cry
I don’t know sadness well, but I’ll just cry
Because because

You made me again
You made me again
You made me again
(Fly with me fly with me
fly with me)
You made me again
(Fly with me fly with me)

You make me begin
You made me again”

When he finishes reading and looks up at you, shocked, you realize that a tear had streamed down your cheek. He wipes it gently with his thumb and grins at your reaction.

“Am I that good? I knew I was the golden maknae but I didn’t know I was such a talented song writer!” He says, throwing more chips into his grinning mouth. 

“You idiot. I just…they are very special to you Jungkook.” 

“Are you jealous~?” He asks in that stupid, nasally voice you hear him make so often. It is so typical of him to use humor as an ice breaker, but really, there is no ice to break now. You know he is just trying to make you stop crying, and trying to remove the attention from his writing. But how can you brush over something so meaningful? The thing is, you just learned something new about that guy you’ve loved for so long. You make me begin…Everything hits you in a wave, except you don’t suffocate. You embrace it. You hold it dear to you. How can someone so seemingly small inside, carry something so big? There is no need for jealousy, because these are completely different kinds of love. Sure, Jungkook would cry with you. Sure, he wants you by his side, always. Even after all that, he still has room for six more. He is willing to divide himself in six, and give those parts of himself. If there is any way to measure tenderness and family, wouldn’t this be it? 

Jungkook, as he truly is now, “began” because he had six beautiful people to lead him when he was lost, to teach him when was curious, to hug him when he was lonely and to fill him when he was empty. This has nothing to do with you…

“I’m not jealous,” you manage to let out between sniffles. You smile at him and place your hand on his cheek.

Jungkook is so full of love and admiration, that he doesn’t know how to express it. He is scared of it.

“This is perfect,” you tell him. He shrugs, grinning as he takes another chip.

“I am the golde-” 

You take your drink and shove the straw in his mouth.  “Yeah, yeah Mr. I-can-do-everything. You were panicking a moment ago!”

All of sudden, as if the sun had popped right off the sky, Jungkook’s lips meet yours. His hands slip onto your cheeks and he holds your face so that you can’t move away. He finally lets go and pecks your nose before sitting back to watch your reaction.

“What happened to no PDA?!”

“I felt it coming,”

“The kiss?” you ask, still in shock.

“I was thinking, what would I do without Y/N? and I just had to,” He smiles. “Let’s not talk about it! Just take it as it is,” he says winking at you before turning back to his writing as if nothing happened.

Ps. I had writers block for this series for a bit, but finally I posted this! Also, I know Rapmon wrote the lyrics, but this is just a fictional scene I came up with. Please look forward to Chapter 2: Lie!

Link to video I used for the gif: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dxf–AIOuxQ

Telecom High School part 5

Jeon Jungkook x reader

This AU is inspired by the SK telecom featuring BTS

Genre: Angst, School life, Gender bender, fluff, strong language,

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You are a new student at Telecom high school. Your mom suddenly had to move and her job offered you several school options and you filled out many forms to see what school you would get in. All the schools were living schools, which meant you would be living on campus.

After a few weeks of waiting you received only one letter back telling you were welcomed to Telecom High.  Your mother and you were super excited for this great opportunity, for this was a really nice school and you would have everything paid for.

Another week passed and you received your new school uniform. You wanted to question why the outfit you received wasn’t “girl like” but you figured because it was such a professional school that this was how everyone had to dress; so you didn’t question it.

Putting the outfit on was a little difficult because you didn’t really know how to work the tie. But after several trials and errors; you got the hang of it. You smiled at yourself in the mirror and didn’t really notice that your boy-cut short hair made you look like a boy. But honestly that didn’t really matter to you, you were too excited for this amazing offer at this great school….

Boy were you wrong…

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anonymous asked:

b&b prompt: ’I learned… a little. It’s just been… so long.’ + james/thomas

How about some more domestic!James? Set in peach verse.


It was during their quieter moments at the cabin that James had taken to teaching himself how to garden. Thomas, he knew, had become quite proficient as a farm hand on the plantation. He could have helped James with some basic knowledge, and yet James found himself wondering out to their new little garden alone. Sometimes he simply read from the herb and garden book he’d purchased, eyeing their patch of green and thinking. Other times he dared to plant seeds in it; just some carrots and squash to start with.

He wanted to do this by himself, he realized. Time away from the garden was spent with Thomas–nearly every moment because although they never spoke about it each of them was still terrified they might lose the other in one unsuspecting moment; Fate could be so cruel.

And yet as the days passed James felt this fear ease somewhat, though he suspected it would never truly go away. Which was fine because he never, ever wanted it to.

So the day finally came that Thomas stepped out into the garden with him and remarked about its progress. Thomas had taken care to keep out the weeds and to water it, but nearly everything else he’d let James do.

James brushed a thumb over the edge of the gardening book he’d been reading. Thomas stood next to him and James could feel that curious look on the blonde’s face without seeing it.

“When I was still a boy I would help my mother tend her garden,” he said. “I enjoyed it so much I claimed I wanted to be a gardener when I grew up. Of course I had no idea how silly that sounded at the time.”

He flashed a smile to Thomas, who returned it. “Seems less silly now,” he replied softly. James swallowed. 

“I’ve learned… a little. It’s just been… so long,” he said, looking out at their garden. Not everything had worked out and not everything had grown as planned. It was all every trial and error. And yet…

 He looked at the book in his hands. “But I wanted to know that I was…”

He frowned, suddenly unsure of what he wanted to say or why the hell it mattered.

“You wanted to know that you were still capable of learning something new, something…different?” Thomas offered after a moment. Those sapphire eyes again, seeing deep inside him. Different. Yes, different. Different than sailing a ship or yelling out commands or cutting someone down with a sword. Different meaning something gentle and quiet and honest. James considered this and nodded.

“Yes,” he said.

“And do you feel you’ve accomplished this task?”

“Yes, I think so.”

“Then we should celebrate.”

Thomas turned and kissed him on the corner of the mouth, knowing that it always flustered James in a pleasant way, who raised his fingers to Thomas’s chin and kissed him properly. 

“Make me one of those peach cobbler pies?” James asked hopefully.


#DMPetersburg (25.04.2017) Room 483

- One question was about musical production, and Tom said that he’s still learning about it and that the most important things are bass line and drums! Vocals are the last thing to edit usually…
- one question was about how Something New got to be a song after being in the bike episode of THTV and Bill said that Tom wrote it like a movie score and kept it just like a soundtrack for a very long time..then many people kept telling them it was great and they should work on it and so they did! That’s how Something New was born, also Bill wanted to create a song with a very high pitched vocal and that’s what he did for Something New
- a question was about how similar or different are the twins and in what they look like each other. They said that they have the same German traits when it comes to organisations, punctuality and work-stuff. Bill also added that they are very similar in almost everything except in how they behave in a relationship. 
- Bill said he was in bed drinking tea and playing with snapchat until the last minute
- Bill said that once he jumped out of plane with parachute and that it was the best thing ever, he would love to do it again. Then he jokingly said that he should do it with Georg next time (because Georg is afraid)
- Bill said they’ll release new tour dates in a while+they did many Russian shows so maybe they won’t come soon
- Bill also said they have two music videos to shoot
- Bill said that they’ll soon add more tour dates and they’ll go to a lot of places. it will last until january or february

numero dos

after my last post, more lessons kept coming to me so uhm here:

Learn to say no when you don’t want to do something. It’s always nice to say yes and try new things but, if you feel it in your heart that you don’t want it, don’t force yourself to. It can be difficult especially if you let guilt guide your decisions, but sometimes it’s just better for the long run to say no.


Firebird - Chapter 8

word count: ~1270

Firebird Series Masterlist - Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7

“Y/N,” Jensen began. “I have a feeling Jared was just trying to do us a favor.”

His words seemed to have a tight grip on your stomach, as it felt like it was in knots.

“What do you mean, Jensen?” you almost whispered, terrified and excited by what he may say next.

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luvlydoll  asked:

AU where Leda and Castor grew up together

Oh god, so many choices! My head actually began to hurt as head canon after head canon came in. I’ve decided to write these as if the Castor boys were matched up with a Leda sister when they were implanted with in vitro fertilisation, So instead of the boys growing up in the military they’re kinda like each Leda’s fraternal twin. Forgive me for the Sarah/Mark and Rudy/Helena situation. I haven’t quite figured that out yet as I want to keep Sarah and Helena as twins but Mark and Rudy as just brothers but I got too excited not to publish this.

Sarah and Mark

- The earliest memory the two share are of sitting in a room holding each others hand surrounded by women. They don’t know why they were there, only that they were being moved to another place with a kind lady called Mrs S who was going to keep them safe. 

- They spend the first week refusing to talk to anyone. Sticking to themselves and glaring at those who come near them.

- After Felix is introduced they begin to calm down a bit, Sarah enjoying toying with the younger boy, always getting him into trouble whilst Mark follows behind, making sure Felix never gets hurt and righting the wrongs his sister creates. Always giving Sarah an unamused look as he stops Felix from falling head first down the stairs or cleaning up the mess the younger boy creates after Sarah tells him that there are biscuits in the top pot. Sarah only smiles in response before leading Felix off for more trouble.

- The three spend their childhood inseparable, doing everything together and often getting in trouble despite how much Mark tries to prevent it, never being able to resist his brother and sisters pleas. They sped their time bonding over angry music and painting. 

- When he finds Felix crying in his room after being beaten up for wearing make-up he hugs his brother tight before dragging the younger boy into his and Sarah’s shared room, sitting him down and telling Sarah to make them both look stunning. When Mrs S comes back that night she walks in to find all three of her children dancing angrily to punk rock, all wearing dark smudgy eyeliner, mascara and dark lipstick. 

- As they grow older they start to drift apart. Whilst Mark craves attention, loving nothing more than pleasing their step mother and receiving hugs and praise form her and Felix, Sarah starts to become angry at the world, fighting with Mrs S and disappearing for days on end before reappearing disheveled and exhausted. 

- Mark is always the one to find her, wrapping her in his arms before carrying her upstairs and cleaning her up before Mrs S can find out. Making her more presentable than she was when she arrives. 

- When Sarah comes home pregnant Mark is the one to drive her to her appointment and back, holding her hand the whole time whilst Felix distracts Mrs S.

- As Sarah continues to spiral out of control Mark settles down, taking a job at the local music store, earning money whilst being surrounded by the things he loves, living close enough to keep an eye on Felix and lending him money if the younger boy needs it. Often turning a blind eye to his younger brother’s sexual acts and drug usage. He never asks what it is he and Sarah get up to, knowing fully well that it’s not legal but loving them all the same.

- When Sarah returns pregnant again it’s Mark’s flat that she comes to first, turning up on his doorstep crying. They spend the night eating ice cream and watching TV curled up on the sofa. Sarah tells him that she’s going to keep it this time, Mark strokes her hair and replies “Good, I’d be an awesome uncle” making her laugh.

- His flat becomes the safe house of the siblings. With Sarah and felix crashing there whenever they fight with Mrs S. Sarah more so than Felix.

- When Kira arrives he moves in with Mrs S for a while to help Sarah adjust to being a mum and to be the pacifier between the two headstrong women. 

- He takes care of Kira when Sarah goes awol. Bringing the little girl presents and telling her that her mum is helping sort his place out for him and thats why she isn’t here. 

- When Sarah turns up on his doorstep high and ranting that Mrs S is refusing to let her see Kira it breaks his heart to tell her that Siobhan is right. Hating himself to see the betrayal and anger in his sisters eyes.

- He doesn’t see her for almost a year after that.

Helena and Rudy

- They meet when they are 12,  having been found by Tomas and Maggie Chen.

- Initially they are untrusting of each other, knowing that attachments only ever end in pain. It is only after Rudy begins to share his food with her that the two begin to develop a strong bond. Being the human touch that they so desperately crave.

- They begin to fall asleep curled around each other underneath the bed for safety, holding hands when they walk and refusing to leave each others sides. 

- At the age of fourteen they begin to rebel against Tomas after the man becomes more violent towards them when they refuse to kill.

- The first time Helena stands up for Rudy she is ‘sewed silent’ before being locked in a cage without food for two days. Rudy nearly takes down half the camp and has to be sedated trying to find her. When they are finally allowed back together they hold each other as tight as they can, Helena stroking Rudy’s head gently as he cries into her shoulder, distraught that she suffered for him.

- Tomas keeps them together after that, realising that as long as they’re together they are compliant and willing to do the tasks set. 

- They train together, using each other as practise in perfecting their killing techniques. They are forced to not go easy on each other. Biting, scratching, clawing each others skin as they fight first in hand to hand combat and later using weapons. At night when they return to their room they clean each others wounds in silence. 

- Helena is the first one to develop a fascination with eyes. Realising that blinding the target makes it easier to disarm them. Rudy catches on quickly, taking to drawing red crosses over his eyes when he goes in for the kill as an admiration for her killing style. Helena always smiled when she sees him wearing them.

- The pair enjoy “playing rough” with each other. Often greeting each other by pouncing on the other before wrestling them to the ground. They remain tactile into their adult years, saying hello by stroking a line down the others face whilst smiling. 

- They stick together on missions, scouring the country hunting their clones and killing them efficiently. Helena draws pictures of her kills and takes to creating mock up barbies of her victims whilst Rudy observes his prey, taking the item his victim loved most before giving it to Helena. 

- They find a love for sugar, both carrying packet of sugar granules in their pockets and sharing them on hunts. Their weird taste in food develops after having to scrounge around in bins and back alleys to eat, Tomas never giving them money on their trips.

Cosima and Seth

- Cosima was always the strongest one out of the two.

- She was the first one to take her first steps, the first one to start babbling, the first to get into trouble. She took life on head first whilst her brother followed behind with a look of wonder and bewilderment at his curious sister.

- They did everything together, they shared food, played together and would often be found sleeping together on the sofa, Cosima often collapsing out of sheer exhaustion of racing around the place whilst Seth would settle next to his sister whenever she slowed down enough to catch up.

- Wherever Cosima went Seth followed, only ever interested in what his sister loved and cast away anything she didn’t. They were inseparable.

- This continued as they grew up, Cosima falling in love with science and developed a fascination with how things worked. Wanting nothing more than to take everything apart to figure out how it all worked. It drove their parents mad and as such she was frequently told off for destroying everything in the house. Not because their parents were mad at their broken appliances but because they were scared that she would hurt herself. 

- Whenever she was placed on the naughty step their parents would laugh despite themselves as Seth would also plop himself down next to her, wrapping an arm around his distraught sister and glaring at their parents for making her cry. No matter what they tried he would never leave the step until his sister was allowed too.

- This devotion led him to start learning how to put things back together. Whilst Cosima was hell bent on learning how to take things apart, Seth was learning how to put them back together, fixing what his sister would destroy so that he wouldn’t see her cry.

- This meant that by the time they came to choosing their majors Cosima chose evolution development whilst Seth took engineering. Whilst one wanted to cut things open to find out how they ticked the other longed to learn how to put things together to create something new and wonderful. 

- Seth was there for every milestone in Cosima’s life. He was there when she got her nose pierced, when her mother created her dreadlocks for her, and even got a tattoo the same time as her after Cosima was nervous of the needle, proving that it didn’t hurt that much. 

- When she confessed that she thought that she was gay he accompanied her to her first gay bar. Keeping a watchful eye on her as she was chatted up by an extremely attractive woman before driving her home that night. 

- Despite going to different university’s the pair remained close. Meeting up with each other every weekend to hang out, often going out for drinks before having random dance parties at their place, sucking helium whilst getting baked before collapsing in a heap together on the sofa, knowing that nothing could touch them whilst they had each other.

Alison and Miller

- Alison and Miller grew up knowing that they had to be perfect. Their mother, although loved them deeply, was a woman of high standards. Needing the house and her children to look perfect and clean at all times so that the neighbours had nothing to complain and whisper about.

- They were never loud, never boisterous and always greeted guests with controlled enthusiasm. Sharing small looks when the neighbours crooned and gasped at how well behaved and cute they were.

- After everyone had gone they would go into each others rooms and share the secrets they had overheard the adults talking about when they though no one was looking.

- Whenever Alison was upset Miller would sit her down and brush her hair for her, learning how to create intricate braids that were perfect in every way so that she would never have a hair out of place.

- The pair became the model students in high school. Alison the head cheerleader and Miller the star of the football team. When Alison starts dating Jason, Miller takes him aside and threatens to end him if he ever hurts his sister. 

- Miller joins the army after getting excellent grades out of High school, believing that the army’s regimental style and structured environment would mimic that of his home life. Alison cried when she saw him off, wrapping her arms around her brother and making him promise that he’d come back okay. Miller promised before telling her to make sure she got in trouble, after all, only one of them could be the golden child. Connie patted his cheek and told him she’d never been prouder.

- Alison gave him her favourite pink horse from when she was little on a keychain, telling him that he’d always have something to remember her by.

- When he returned home after losing his leg in battle Miller stayed in his room. Refusing to leave his bed so not to face his mother who cried every time she saw him, asking God why he had chosen to destroy her perfect boy. After a week of this Alison crawls underneath his duvet with him, hugging him from behind and whispering that he had better get out of bed and start learning how to walk again because use needed her big brother to walk her down the aisle. 

- Together Miller learns to walk on his prosthetic, giving Alison away to Donnie.

- He later rejoins the army. Instead being placed in more desk work duties instead of in the field much to his annoyance. He visits Alison as much as possible. Enjoying playing with his niece and nephew. 

Okay, so I may have gotten a little carried away with this one…. hope you like them :) 

regulusblacking  asked:

top six post-war harry headcanons

  • harry doesn’t reconcile with ginny. they both went through hell but their experience of war is so much different (there is no more common ground, not really). they tried, of course they did (harry felt he’s supposed to), but no matter how hard, it just didn’t work anymore. they weren’t kids any longer and they didn’t know adults they’ve become and it was too painful to get to know each other anew.
  • he travels. really he just takes off one day, doesn’t even try to rationalise his decision. he needs room to breathe and there is none in england, not with the ghosts of everyone that died anywhere he goes. so he discovers the world he just saved and there is no plan, there is nothing he has to do and he can relax for the first time in so long. he takes a lot of random portkeys and sometimes just apparates without a clear image in his head, curious what would happen next (the thought of splinching doesn’t bother him much)
  • in his travels he never stays in one place for too long (the feeling of someone trying to catch him is still fresh in his memory) but always tries to learn something. just like he discovered the wizarding world when he was eleven, he discovers now how much richer this world actually is and how much it has to offer. he’s still enchanted by magic and so he keeps his eyes wide open and listens to everyone who wants to teach him something new, a different way to use magic.
  • he has troubles sleeping (but that’s not really new). no matter what sky he’s under there is death after death replaying against the blackness of his eyelids and he can’t do anything, he can only hopelessly watch and lose his loved ones time and time again. so he wakes in the middle of most nights shivering weeping screaming. and some nights there is some new friend in his bed trying to help him calm down and sometimes it’s just a stranger bc he was so desperate for human touch that day and sometimes he’s all alone and he really can’t tell which version hurts the least.
  • he always wanted to be an auror but that was a child’s dream and there is too much blood on his hands already anyway, he can’t keep fighting, he’s so very tired (sometimes he can even tell himself that he’s done enough and believe it). he decides to give those hands a better purpose, use them for something really good and learns to be a healer. school is harder without hermione but for once he actually tries, he wants this. he thinks of all the lives he’ll be able to save (what if he had all this knowledge before) to stay motivated and memorise all the bones in a human body.
  • he buys a notebook and he writes in it everyday. at first it’s really hard to get the words out or to make them hold some meaning. there are days when he writes just one sentence (i’m still breathing), there are days when he can’t even look at the empty page, there are days when words are pouring out of him and he can’t stop them and he bleeds on paper and it feels better than the warmest hug. sometimes he writes letters to his friends but he doesn’t always send them (and when he does, it’s the muggle way) and they’re not always to friends who are alive. he once thought about writing an autobiography (he knows rita will do it for him at some point anyway) but the world got his boy who lived and it doesn’t really care about harry, does it?
The One

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If you thought I’m not going to pay tribute to Chen’s new unit, you were mistaken.

“No, but seriously, she is looking at me.”

“Are you sure? I would swear that our eyes met.”

“Guys, back off, who would even look at you.”

“She is looking here!”

“Right, scream louder you dickhead… Oh shit, she is looking here.”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, abort!”

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but like imagine kageyama’s mother, who wants to be supportive of her beautiful woobie child, but is still concerned that all the kid does is eat sleep and breathe volleyball, doesn’t bring anyone home, doesn’t go out and seems very…alone. he thinks he doesn’t need anyone, but she knows he does. so. she worries.

imagine how excited she gets about The Team, when he brings them up, because it sounds like her giant strange son is making!! friends!! multiple people he associates with socially!!!!

and man, what a motley crew they turn out to be. they’re a bit wild, and strange, but they’re good.  she can sense it; they’re good for tobio.  he doesn’t laugh outright, or express it with words because that’s never been how he is–but she can see he’s more careful with them when he tries to be, in his own way. and they accept that. that’s how she knows they’re good for him.

hinata though. hinata’s her favorite. he’s the one who brings tobio out of his shell the most, who challenges him the most, who will make him grow the most. he’s this bright ball of energy who jumps high enough to hit his head on the sconce in their living room the first time he comes over. and tobio yells and fusses over him. also, they speak their own language? they make? sounds???? and seem to understand each other in a way no one else can keep up with?? because hinata’s just as strange and intense and in love with volleyball as her weirdo son. it’s actually kind of amazing.

she’s still concerned. of course she is–she’s a mom, she’ll never not be worried about her kid. she still thinks he could learn to branch out more. focus on his studies, lighten up. maybe pick up macreme or something.  but he’s happier than he’s been in a very long time, and he’s connecting with people. really, that’s all she’s ever wanted for him.

still…he’s so weird. she loves him, but he’s so weird.

It’s amazing, learning a new thing and feeling competent about it after just a short while. Especially something I’ve wanted to experience for so long. There’s no sidecar (yet), and on my first ride, Momo ran beside me like (it was a very short, slow ride, trust me, I’m the safest rider I can be).
Everything considered, for me, this is a reminder to never stop learning, never stop challenging. New experiences ignite the soul. Really excited for what’s to come with this.

For Baltimore

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For Baltimore (Skeptics and True Believers pt 12)


Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1,759

Warnings: more than likely language, asshole parents, Dean being wonderful

Song: For Baltimore - All Time Low


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