what are you doing get away from the dragon

Companions when out and about
  • Skyrim: ughhhhh omf do we have to keep walking, what, why are you turning around wtf is going on whhhhhyyyyy.
  • Dragon age 2: look at us we can stand in perfect af little triangular formation. We won't move our fcking asses unless you do, Hawke.
How do you describe your parents?
  • Himawari: Papa and Mama are the best! Papa is a-
  • Boruto: *interrupts* BAKA! Who needs a stupid old man when you have a beautiful strong mama!
  • Hinata: Boruto! That's not nice to say about your father.
  • Naruto: Don't worry Hinata! It's fine..
  • Boruto: I hope the Ramen shop gets shut down.
  • Naruto: Take it back child!
  • _______________________________
  • Sarada: Mama is always there for me and whenever I'm ill, she lays beside me. Whereas, papa will protect no matter what!
  • Sakura: Aw that's nice to say.
  • Sasuke: I will protect here no matter what! Even from that little pikachu banana shaped head brat!
  • Sarada: That's not nice to say about Boruto... I mean....
  • Sasuke: Oh no...he has got into you. Don't worry, my child, I will erase those feelings and let you become free.
  • Sarada: Papa?!!! No, I don't have any feelings for Boruto.
  • Sasuke: Not even one bit?
  • Sarada: I....
  • Sasuke: *activates sharingan* I'm coming for you Uzumaki brat!
  • Sakura: Darling...calm down
  • _______________________________
  • Mitsuki: My mama...my papa......let's just say that I have a parent.
  • Orochimaru: *smiles* Im his parent.
  • Mitsuki: My parent has trained me and taken care of me and feeded me and...I'm not sure if I should my parent my mama or my papa....it's confusing...
  • Orochimaru: I'm just an amazing parent. *flicks his hair*
  • _______________________________
  • Shikadai: My dad is an hardworking man and he is always here for dinner.
  • Boruto: *interrupts*
  • Shikadai: Buzz off Boruto....
  • Boruto: *fades away*
  • Shikadai: anyways, my mother is......erm...
  • Temari: *gives a scary look to Shikadai*
  • Shikadai: is an amazing woman. I love her to bits. She is so strong with her wind fan. I love my mama...
  • Temari: Hmph *smiles*
  • Shikadai: What a drag.....
  • Temari: You just thought 'What a drag' didn't you, Shikadai?
  • Shikadai: How...do you.....know?
  • Temari: No dinner for you!
  • Shikadai: *cries inside*
  • ___________________________
  • Inojin: My mother is so beautiful and that's how I got these looks
  • Ino: Aw my cute child.
  • Inojin: Papa is so happy to see me all the time. We go shopping and training together.
  • Sai: That's right!
  • Inojin: ...and he always tells me his jokes about mama!
  • Ino: Jokes?! What kind of jokes?
  • Sai: ....
  • Inojin: *whispers to Ino*
  • Ino: *blushes* SAIIIIIIII!!!!!
  • Sai: I should run....
  • ___________________________
  • Chocho: Mama shows me how I am strong and beautiful in every way. My mama tells me that I'm not fat. It's just my curves and I love her home made food. Papa and me always get along. We go to restaurants and eat, we go to parks and eat. We even go to shopping eat. And buy most things from the shop! Even his card got declined!
  • Karui: Are you serious?
  • Choji: Hehe....
  • Chocho: I love them both!
  • ____________________________
  • Kiba's child: Mama is so nice to me. She will always be there to kiss me to sleep and wake me up in the morning. She makes nice breakfast and a warm hug. Me and mama are always studying and training together and my grades are doing very well and my strength
  • Tamaki: I'm glad you like it, my kitten.
  • Kiba's child: Papa is so fun! We go to the park and he lets me ride on Akamaru and we jump from cliff to cliff!
  • Tamaki: Wait, what?!
  • Kiba's child: There was even a time when me, Boruto and papa jumped from the Hokage's faces and we landed on soft bouncy mattress.
  • Tamaki: WHAT?! KIBA?!!!!
  • Kiba: ...gotta go *sprints away*
  • ________________________
  • Metal Lee: Papa and I are always training because we both do it for youth and mama makes me warm and happy. Even when I get nervous!
  • Lee: That's my boy!
  • Metal's Lee mother: My little cute dragon.
Solas’ Flirting Tips

(Before anyone gets mad at me just know that I enjoy Solas’ character and I have not personally played Trespasser)

  • Slightly Disapprove of random actions your crush does, even if they said something they thought you would like.
  • Call them “My Heart” once you start to like them. That’s cute as shit.
  • Be vague af whenever you are asked a very direct question about what you were doing right before you met your crush. You don’t want to be too easy to figure out because you are lying soooo much
  • Take your crush out on dream dates. Literally. Walk into their dreams. Maybe they’ll kiss you. Maybe you’ll kiss them. Anything is possible in dream world. Look at your man. Now me. Who can take you to the dream world? Not him.  
  • Ask your crush out and then tell them that their tattoos are actually slave marks, chicks dig that. Smooth, what a Don Juan you are. 
  • Once you’ve assailed your crush with all this smoothness, dump them. Again, you don’t wanna be easy and you don’t wanna lose sight of your master plan. Never call them by their pet name again. Offer no explanation for the dumping. Just let them think that they did something wrong. Or that you’ll just hurt them. Nothing bad will come of this. Nope. You do not regret this. You are not already missing the sight of that beautiful Lavellan. You are completely focused. 
  • Help your crush defeat a terrifying evil but then disappear right after the battle because, ya know, absence makes the heart grow fonder and you have to get back to that plan you got sidetracked on
  • Get some badass armor to look good for the next time you see your crush. You know that staff and that armor she made for you, ha, FORGET IT. It’s not like she spent ages trying to get the resources to make it and masterwork it. 
  • Reveal the fact that you were omitting information lying the whole time and that you are actually a powerful badass. Also reveal your plans to destroy the world. This is cool, it’s all fine. People are attracted to confidence, and what is confidence if not “I will have the power to do something that will destroy this world you spent ages saving”? If she’s upset, and you find yourself wavering, just remind yourself that this is all for the good of the elves, and she’s also an elf, wow, convenient. 
  • Cut off your crush’s arm to save her life from a mark that you are indirectly responsible for her acquiring. 
  • Stalk her in her dreams. Old traditions die hard. But run away every time your crush tries to get near you. Ah, the thrill of the chase. 
Charms, Potions and Spells
  • "Is your wand acting funny?"
  • "Are you sure you mixed that right?"
  • "I have an owl. What animal do you have?"
  • "Someone's rat is in my shoe!"
  • "Magic comes easy to some. Not to others."
  • "Can I have a pen that just takes notes for me?"
  • "There's a certain amount of willpower that goes into spellcasting. You have to WANT it."
  • "Have you seen the new professor?"
  • "I think I'm lost."
  • "Within the darkness you can find power."
  • "Some things need to be precise. Others... not so much."
  • "It helps to have a foci."
  • "Was it suppose to change color?"
  • "I can't do this."
  • "Did you seriously just try to charm me?"
  • "I need your help."
  • "It says the potion is suppose to smell like feet."
  • "Stay away from dark magic."
  • "Everyone can put their own personal touch on the magic they make."
  • "Let them burn."
  • "There needs to be an easier way to do this."
  • "You did WHAT?!"
  • "You're going to get caught."
  • "I had no choice."
  • "Witch trials are never going to happen again."
  • "We need to protect everyone."
  • "Have you ever flown before?"
  • "I simply don't have time for that."
  • "Invisibility is very handy."
  • "The natural order must still be preserved."
  • "Don't take the easy way out."
  • "It was either them or me."
  • "Have you ever seen a dragon?"
  • "Ready your spells."
  • "No one is going to take this from me."
  • "I can't stare at this book any longer. My eyes are going to bleed."
  • "Divination class is what I call nap time."
  • "Careful, your head's going to swell."
  • "Can you not do that?"
  • "I don't suppose there's any way to lighten a book bag..."
  • "Forbidden magic is forbidden for a reason."
  • "I walk the fine line between light and dark."
  • "Has anyone seen my crystal ball?"
  • "Why are you digging through my trunk?"
  • "What happened to you?"

Your weekly Sunday night oneshot based on the new episode! Spoilers below. 

Jon and Dany have another goodbye besides the one we see in the show. 

She knows she shouldn’t be going to his chambers, knows that there’s nothing she can say that will change his mind…but she has to try. 

Her feet travel of their own accord, mind spinning. stomach churning. She feels slightly ill and she doesn’t know why; it’s the same sick fear that’s hovered in her chest ever since Tyrion brought up the idea of a wight hunt in the first place and doubled when Jon volunteered to lead it. 

Come now, Daenerys. You can’t say that you like him now, after all that’s happened? He’s still your enemy. 

She shakes her head, even though there’s no one around to see her. Not an enemy. A friend. 

He has to be a friend, doesn’t he? Friends are people who smile when you smile, who make your heart fill with joy when you step into a room, and can make you laugh without trying. And Jon does that. She never realized it until now, never realized how much she might grow to love him until she might never see him again. 

She knows that it’s for the best. She was never supposed to like him, to see him as anything more than a subject. But here she is, outside his closed door, with her hand raised to knock and her heart in the back of her throat. 

She’s startled when the door opens and almost hits her in the face. Jon looks surprised to find her there, though she supposes that of course he would be. She’s almost surprised to be here herself. “Your Grace.”

“May I come in?”

He looks surprised, but waves her inside. “As you wish.”

She examines the room carefully-it’s spotless, as it was when he arrived. A trunk sits at the foot of his bed, packed and locked securely; there’s no other trace that he was here at all. Nothing to remember him by. He was only ever passing through anyway. He needed you, to fight in the wars to come. “You’re packed.”

He nods. “We need to leave soon, before the waves get too rough.” 

There’s a silence between them, not companionable like most of their silences are, but fraught with unspoken tension. He knows why she’s here. He must. “Lord Snow-”

He sighs, deeply. “I have to lead them, your Grace. I’m their king. I swore an oath to protect them.” He’s so beautiful in the light filtering in from the window, shining off his dark eyes and hair. 

Not for the first time, she wonders how it would feel loose and woven around her fingers. 

“Don’t you trust me?” He throws his words back at her. 

She nods. “I trust you. But I don’t trust the dead men. You must know how dangerous it is-”

“It’s always been dangerous, your Grace. It always will be. But that won’t change until we fight them, and I can’t fight two wars at once. If this is what it takes to convince Cersei-”

“How do you know she’ll even agree to meet? How do you know she’ll agree to an armistice?” 

She can pinpoint the exact moment he snaps. “Well, it’s better than staying here and doing nothing.” 

“You’re no good to them dead.”

He’s silent for a minute as he looks at her, with something like surprise in his eyes. “I wouldn’t think that you’d care.”

“Me neither.” But maybe I do. A little bit. She looks down at the ring on her finger, twisting it around nervously. She can see her reflection in the bright silver, in the white mother of pearl inlay and the tiny three headed dragon sigil cut into the back. “You’re not what I expected.” 

“People very rarely are. You’ve certainly found ways to surprise me, your Grace.” 

“You touched Drogon. Weren’t you frightened?”

He looks taken aback. “I didn’t mean to. It just…I don’t know how to explain it. I could just feel that he wouldn’t hurt me.”

“That would be a hard thing to explain to your sister.”

His smile looks unexpected-and genuine. “You’re the Dragon Queen. I’m sure you would find a way, if you set your mind to it. Like you’ll win the war against Cersei and get your throne.” He doesn’t say what she knows he’s thinking: if you don’t die in the one against the dead. 

Come to my coronation. I’ll save you a seat.” 

“Maybe I will.” For a moment he looks almost confused…and then he looks away from her, almost embarrassed. “You asked me, earlier, about what Ser Davos said-”

She interrupts him, even though all she wants to do is listen to him talk. She’d listen to the cadence of his voice for hours and hours, if only it would make him stay. “Don’t tell me now. You can tell me when we see each other next, whenever that might be.”

A faint smile plays across his features. “Hopefully sooner rather than later.”

“I’m counting on it.” She slips the ring off her finger and places it in his palm. It’s far bigger than hers but it’s warm and soft. He looks down at her in disbelief as she curls his fingers around it, holding it tightly. “Take this, please. As a token of my favor in the battles to come.”

His expression is unreadable, but there’s a look in his eyes that makes her wonder if he’s about to kiss her. “Your Grace-”

“I insist.” The words take a bit of effort to get out, because she’s not used to saying them. “Your Grace.” 

He’s still staring at her, almost mesmerized. “I don’t have anything to give you-”

“I didn’t ask for anything in return-”

He pulls her close suddenly, but tenderly, arms holding her in a tight embrace. She closes her eyes on reflex, breathing in the smell of him-the smell of furs and wood and wide open spaces she’s never seen before. And underneath all of it, there’s just a hint of snow. When she looks up at him in curiosity, his lips brush her forehead and she can feel herself tremble under his touch. “It’s not much, but…”

“It does the job.” She disentangles herself carefully and takes a step back, her hand feeling suddenly exposed without the ring. 

The distance between them stretches like a cavern, impassable. 

Until she finds herself looping an arm through his, looking straight ahead. “May I escort you downstairs?” 

“I believe that’s my job,” he says, and he smiles at her-a real smile, one that makes her world shine a little brighter and does nothing to put her fear at ease. But he’s dead set on it and there’s nothing she can do to change his mind. 

Yes, she’ll miss him when he’s gone. She can only pretend for so long, even to herself. 

Next week is going to end me, you guys. Really. 

I write Jonerys fics-and lots of them lol! Taking requests now! 

The fact that the two elf tarot cards are like “fuck clothes” I just like the idea that Lavellan just. Strips. All the time. Gets into camp? Thank god I hate these pants. Walking around Skyhold in a hot day? Shirts are for losers and nerds. Being barefoot makes me a better runner. What do u mean ‘put on a shirt this is an official meeting?’ Im the inquisitor and the inquisitor’s fuckin pajamas are fuckin itchy. Get away from me. I will be half naked and you will like it.

anonymous asked:

I always wanted to read a fanfic where Lucy realises she is in love with her best friend and she kinda feels left out when the other FT couples are spending time together while Natsu is busy doing something that Lucy doesn't know of. Lucy wants to vent it out to someone and a timely arrival of a letter from Anna makes Lucy want to go talk to Anna and seek some love advice, only for Natsu to come barging in demanding why Lucy left without informing him

I hope you like this!  Thank you for the request!

Lucy was frustrated and she hated that she was frustrated over something as trivial as her friends being in relationships and she was the only one who was not.  She hated that she was feeling such envy of her friends, she should be happy for them, she was happy for them, but it was hard to not be disappointed when she watched her friends all get together with each other and she was left on the outskirts of the foreign world of dating.

Not only was she incredibly frustrated with herself and her lovey-dovey friends, she was even more uncomfortable due to her innermost thoughts and feelings.  Those thoughts and feelings were all screaming at her in unison; they were tired of her putting them off and they demanded to be heard!  So, Lucy had to begrudgingly admit with, albeit horror, that she was, in fact, in love with none other than her best friend, Natsu Dragneel.

And because of that, there Lucy sat, in self pity and resentment, as she watched Levy’s growing belly, due to the twins she was carrying, Gray, finally allowing Juvia to cling to him without a grimace, and Erza, frequently leaving to go spend time with Jellal, and him coming to visit Fairy Tail from time to time.

Even some people she thought would never get together actually did as the years piled on.  Evergreen and Elfman, Laxus and Mira, Cana and Bacchus, yeah, the one guy who can outdrink her, Lisanna and Bickslow, seemingly the strangest of them all to Lucy.  It was just one giant love fest in the guild hall of Fairy Tail and Lucy was sitting on the sidelines, scowling down into her glass of water.

Lucy sighed, gulped down the rest of her drink, and scanned the room.  All was the same, enough romance in the enormous guild to suffocate her, and her, alone at the bar.  She thought about settling down with some cats, but even cats had a better love life than her considering Happy and Carla were spending a suspicious amount of time together.

She did another once over the hall, not finding what she knew she was looking for.  Natsu was off doing who knows what.  He seemed to be spending a lot of time out, not necessarily on jobs since he, Lucy, and Happy went on jobs together usually, but he was just always gone.  Lucy had once asked Happy where he was all the time and the blue cat just shrugged and gave her a grunt of the unknown.  Too busy with Carla to notice, Lucy was sure.

Lucy groaned and folded her arms on the bar top and resting her head on them.  Usually, by now, Mira would be over to ask if she was okay or ask if she wanted any food or drink, but today she was out with Laxus.  If Mira wasn’t at the guild, usually Kinana took over, but Kinana was visiting her boyfriend, Erik, so the bar, incredulously, was closed.  Lucy wasn’t much of a drinker, but she could have used a hard drink months ago.

“This is shitty…”  Lucy mumbled to herself.  She couldn’t even go on a job.  Lucy dragged herself from the bar and headed for the exit, not bothering to bid goodbye to anyone because her guild mates were absorbed in their own romantic worlds.  “Oh, bye Lucy!  It was so nice to see you, Lucy!  I’m so glad I got to talk to you, Lucy!  Do you want to sit with us, Lucy?”  Lucy muttered under her breath as she walked out the guild doors, mimicking her guild mates and then immediately feeling guilting about it.

“It’s not their fault…  I’m happy they’re happy, really,”  Lucy told herself sternly as she walked the cobblestone path back to her apartment.  She was a little frustrated with Natsu because she would have loved to go on a job, but he was nowhere to be found, and her rent was due in a few weeks.  “This just sucks.  Of course I had to end up having feelings for that dummy.  Stupid Natsu…”  Lucy grumbled, walking along the canal’s edge, and ignoring the warnings from the men in the boat.  She finally reached her apartment, checking her mail before going inside, and was elated to find out that Anna had sent her a letter.

“Hey!”  Lucy commented to Plue who was by her feet, “Anna wants to get together this week!  This is great!”  Lucy’s attitude flipped completely, she wasn’t one to sulk anyways.  She was always happy to go meet with her only living family, and she was so grateful to have Anna in her life.  Lucy busied herself writing a letter back to her, letting her know that she would be positively delighted to go for lunch with her.

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Anything can exist in fiction.

It doesn’t need to be happy. It doesn’t need to be ideal. It can touch on things that are illegal IRL. It can be terrible and insanity-inducing if a creator feels like it.

If someone wants to write/draw/create an interpretive dance about murder, abuse, wars, bloody horrifying torture, the mind-melting effects of a cosmic being that by its very nature humanity can never comprehend, then guess what?

They can. And you don’t get to harass them for it.

Fiction is here to explore. You could explore good things, like fighting dragons to save the universe, or going to magic school and doing magic homework. You could explore the darkest of abuses and crimes, the creation of red rooms or worse, things that no sane person should really do. 

Both are fine. It’s all fake anyway.

 If you don’t like it, consider unfollowing, blocking, blacklisting, and any other part of the multitude of tools you can use to not look at it anymore. But please stay away from works you don’t like if the creator doesn’t go up and ask you about your opinion.

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Fic, Of Dragons and Friendship

Hey, so after I posted this fic with dragon Virgil and knight Princey I was itching to write more dragons. More half dragons too. I’m sure I’m not the first person to think of half dragons but I’ve got my own way they work and act and look and such so I was really excited to write them. This exists in the same universe as the previous fic and they are separate stories but I’d suggest reading the first one before you read this one because there are references to the ending. Where the last one was a platonic prinxiety thing this is a platonic logicality thing.

Warnings: Talk of death. 3,442 words.

Abstract: Befriending a dragon, befriending a half dragon, befriending a human.

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Good Girl CH 4: Virgin

“Now tell us what the hell is going on.” Namjoon demands the minute Jin sits me down on the nice sectional couch.  He sits down in front of me on the glass coffee table. The living room is massive with floor to ceiling windows that look over a pool with the beach not far in the distance. I do my best not to gawk and focus on my very upset friends in front of me.

“There was that shoot out at the club; Jihyo and I got out threw the back window into the back alley where I saw Kitty oppa shoot some guy who was in the wrong place at the wrong time. He saw me when he was going threw the dead guys wallet and picked me and said he wanted to take me home and here we are.” I explain as best as I can.

Jin sits down next to me, “But why are they this protective over you? I’ve never seen them like this.”

I shrug, “Jihyo and I were drinking last night so I got all weird and they seem to like it. How long have you known them? What are you guys doing here?”

Jin sighs, sitting back into the couch he looks to his youngers for help. Yoongi comes over and sits on the coffee table next to Namjoon, “The best way to explain it without telling you too much is that we work for them, and we have for a couple years. They helped us out when we were younger, helped us find each other and get our shit together. Now we don’t have that much time to talk about this so can we put those questions aside for another time?” From the concern on Yoongi’s normally passive face I nod, a new worry climbs up my spine from their seriousness.

“We need you to understand that you are not safe here,” Namjoon starts, “Even though these guys have helped us and we are forever indebted to them, you are our friend and we do not want to see anything bad happen to you.”

Despite my mind telling me not to I can’t help but ask, “What would they do to me?”

“Please don’t make us answer that,” Jin begs, grabbing a hold of my hand, “Just know it isn’t good.”

“Noona,” Jongkook sits down on my other side and takes my free hand. “Just use your magic to make them let you go, they seem to do anything you ask. They even let you touch them; they always react very badly to people doing that.”

“I can’t, I already told them I would stay if they let me talk to you,” I nibble on my lip as I think of what Kookie could mean by they react very badly.

“How long do you think you are going to be staying?” Hoseok asks.

I shrug, “I don’t know, I’m hoping Handsome and Deer oppa will convince the others to let me go home.”

“Handsome and Deer?” Jimin laughs.

“Like I said, I don’t know names.”

“Their names are Suho and Luhan,” Namjoon says.

“Maybe it’s better if she doesn’t know their names,” Taehyung pipes in, “It will make her seem like less of a threat.”

They all nod in agreement, Jimin starts giving me tips, “Don’t ask any questions either, I know you aren’t usually the curious type but I mean absolutely no questions. The less you know, the better.”

“Try not to be alone with anyone. Where did you sleep last night?” Jin asks.

“With Kitty.”

They all stare at me dumbstruck but Namjoon shakes off his shock first, “Xiumin hyung let you sleep next to him?”

“Is that really weird or something? I heard that they don’t take girls home often.”

They nod, “It’s incredibly rare for them to take anyone here, let alone without hurting them or killing them. Are you sure you’re okay? They can’t hear us,” Jin worrying is usually cute but right now it’s only unnerving me. I may not have an issue with dying but torture or rape isn’t something I want going on in between.

I shake my head, “They were really nice to me, they even left the room when I was changing, Kai is the only one who has actually tried anything with me but even then, the others scolded him for it.”

“Is that why you aren’t afraid of them?” Jimin asks.

“I wasn’t afraid of them because they didn’t set off my alarms.”

“Wasn’t?” Namjoon echoes, “You can’t be afraid of them because of what we told you, they are going to be pissed.”

“What do you except from me Joonie? You basically tell me they rape, torture and murder everyone who comes into this house and expect me to stay calm? You’re joking right?” I almost yell. “I was perfectly fine until you told me all this stuff. I know I should have been afraid of them, I have that much common sense, but they didn’t set off my alarms. Those are what I live my life by, they have never steered me wrong but now you guys have me questioning it. Why couldn’t you guys just leave it alone?”

“Please calm down,” Namjoon covers my mouth. “If you are afraid of them it will only make things worse for both of us, so please try and act normal.”

Our conversation is interrupted by a bear like voice shouting in the doorway, “Talking is done! Time to play!” The elf comes charging down the three steps into the living room, the big smile on his cute face drops when he sees the seven boys crowding me and Namjoon’s hand over my mouth. He looks incredibly pissed at the fear that is probably in my eyes by now. “What did you tell her?” The elf growls, his glare set on Namjoon.

“Hyung, calm down,” Namjoon stands up, his hands in the air in surrender. “We were just talking, everything is fine.”

“No,” Elf snaps, “She looks scared because you told her something.”

“Yeolie,” Puppy comes in, a confused look on his face but as he realizes the situation from Elf’s frown to my obvious fear he gets mad too. “What happened?”

“Everyone just calm down,” Namjoon tries his best to seem calm himself but I can see him shaking. I sink lower in my seat, trying to hide behind Jin, who is obviously tense at the on coming situation.

“Suho hyung!” Puppy yells down the hall.

“Baekhyun hyung, why does he need to come?” Yoongi says nonchalantly, he seems to be the most calm out of all of us. The group of boys appears in the doorway, their eyes try and see past Namjoon, who takes a step back to hide me from their eyes.

“Namjoon,” Suho growls, “I warned you not to scare her.”

“We didn’t scare her, we just told her the hazy truth.”

“What the hell does that mean?” Kai snaps.

“Did you see the way she looked at me when I came in? She looks horrified.” Elf growls.

“That’s because you keep yelling, your voice would probably scare her normally, let alone you yelling about everything,” Jin snaps at him. An angry Jin isn’t something I see often. Elf steps back, even though he is angry he understands his wrongdoing.

“Little one,” Kitty purrs coming to the front of the group. Though he has a sweet smile on his face I have a strong feeling if I don’t react well, he won’t either.

“Yes oppa?” I answer quietly from behind Jin.

There is silence for a moment before he responds, I can tell he is closer this time, “Little one, don’t you want to come see your oppa? These boys didn’t scare you away from us did they?”

“I don’t know,” I answer honestly.

“What does that mean sweetheart?” Dragon comes closer, like Kitty I can tell this man is also trying his best to stay calm.

“The alarms in my head still don’t go off but,” I pause as I try and think of the right words so my friends don’t get in trouble.

“You said you weren’t afraid of dying, what else could we really do to you?” Kitty asks, right on the other side of the coffee table now. He reaches across and pushes Namjoon out of the way, next he signals a very reluctant Jin to move as well. Soon all of my friends have left me on the couch alone and defenseless against the twelve pairs of eyes that are waiting for my response. “Now tell me Little one, what else could we possibly do to you?”

I blink up at him for a minute, gulping when I see the anger growing in his eyes, in all of their eyes as they scan me as well. Their glare shifts to my friends who are standing by the window with their heads hanging low, waiting for the punishment they know is going to come.

“Can I try talking to her?” Dimple comes forward from the group, looking like an innocent angel with his small smile. With a clenched jaw Kitty nods and steps away from the coffee table, his eyes never leaving me. Dimple isn’t hesitant when he comes closer, coming around the coffee table to sit down next to me. Like most of them, the alarms in my mind are silent, while my common sense is screaming at me to be afraid. “Hello Beautiful,” He says softly, he is even brave enough to hold one of my hands in both of his like Jin was doing earlier. I’m surprised when I feel the same comfort as if Jin himself was doing it.

I blink at him a few times before I say, “Hello Dimple.” The boy laughs charmingly and I suddenly find myself falling under his spell and smiling along with him.

“Now Beautiful, could you tell me what these naughty boys told you about us?” He cocks his head cutely. I nibble on my lip for a second.

“Stopping doing that little one, you’re giving your oppas bad thoughts,” Kitty says as he sits down on my other side. I release my lip before staring down at my lap, a blush crawls across my face.

“They just told me things I kind of already figured, but chose to ignore.” I answer honestly.

“About what?” Dimple strokes my head softly, something Kitty does not appreciate but allows to happen.

“About what could happen to me in between now and when you kill me, if I stay here.”

“Is this because of what Kai was trying?” Bitch face, I mean Sehun, asks glaring at his tan hyung.

“No,” I can’t help but look to my friends for help I know I’m not going to get.

“She was fine before you idiots showed up!” Sehun snapped at my friends.

“Why did you guys have to ruin the one friend who wasn’t afraid of us?” Puppy growls.

“You expect us to believe she was actually your friend?” Yoongi dares to scoff, ignoring all of his friends’ eyes that are begging him to stop talking. “You were just going to play with her, and I mean your guys kind playing, not the kind she was picturing in her innocent little head, and than kill her like she was nothing. We know what happens here, we have no right to judge you because we are a part of this life now too but we don’t have to sit here and watch our friend get pulled down into too.”

“She’s different,” Sehun reasons. “We like her.”

“But how long will that last?”

“We don’t know,” Kai answers.

“And you still expect us to leave her here with you guys with that answer. You guys wouldn’t even let us talk to her, her friends that she has know for a few years, without some kind of promise in return.”

Suho steps forward to answer, “How about we promise that we will not even touch her, without her permission?”

“And if you don’t keep your promise?”

“We will beat that person to death,” Kitty deadpans. I’m surprised when the rest of the group nods in unison. Like me, my friends stare at them dumbstruck.

Clapping his hands together Kitty smiles at me, “Now we can play!” Suddenly, the hostility they had in their eyes disappears and is replaced with playfulness.

“No,” This time it’s Suho to stop the fun, earning a glare from Kitty. “Someone needs to brief the boys on what happened last night.”

“You’re the leader, what does that have to do with me?” Kitty looks back to me. Without another word Suho comes over and picks me up, I wrap myself around him so I don’t fall. “What the hell?”

“You are going to brief them, you and Kris,” Suho states as he sits down a few seats away from Kitty and Dimple, with me on his lap.

“Why?” Both roar as they glare at their leader who seems to be far too focused on me to care.

“You both are closer to her, so this gives the rest of us time to play with her,” Suho grins at me.

“This is so unfair,” Kitty whines.

“You got to sleep with her,” Dimple reasons.

“You slept with her!” Hoseok belts out. “You took our precious Jooyoung’s virginity?”

“Oppa!” I snap, trying to climb off Suho who just tightens his hold on my hips.

“Virginity?” The group echoes their eyes go to me.

I nod, “Virgin.”

What’s Meant to Be, Will Be

Request:  Hey! Can I get an imagine where Y/N was with Gil and she was chosen with the VK’s for Auradon and he broke up with her so she wouldn’t feel so guilty and they see each other again when Gil bumps into Ben? Thank you

Warnings: Mentions of abuse, swearing, angst

Words: 1,523

A/N: This started out rocky, but damn did I have fun writing it! I hope that you enjoy! It got kinda long, I’m sorry! I just had a lot of fun writing it!

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On Nature vs. Plague

This is how it works for me, and this is how I interpret the two elements.

Standard disclaimer, my interpretation, do what you want, I know this isn’t supported by canon, all that.

I’ve been needing to explain this for a long time.

….. why do I have a feeling no one will like this.
At all.

I do not want to argue with you.
If you disagree, do what you want but leave me out of it.
You whinge at me, I will block you.  I don’t have the patience to deal with people calling my opinion and lore “wrong”.
I’ve dealt with that enough.

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Parenting Tips

Age 6: Principal’s Office

Characters: McHanzo and Child!Reader

Summary: Jesse and Hanzo, your adoptive fathers, get a call from your school and you’re in big trouble for getting into a fight with a fellow classmate. But why?

Other Info: I dunno why I wrote this. I mean, I wrote a Gabriel Reyes and Child!Reader, so why not this. Enjoy! Also, if you’ve got a good idea or “parenting tips” let me know and I might write it for you!

Warnings: Bullying, McHanzo, Child!Reader, Fluff.

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I love reading the confessions but they put me off getting involved in the fandom fully. You read so much about people getting angry and potentially aggressive if you don’t agree with their headcanon that I keep away from it all. What I would love to do is find more like-minded people to chat to about what is my favourite video game. The best part of this game is how everyone interprets it, and we should join together over this wonderful world, not attack each other.

Mod Note:

Confessor take heart and know there are a lot of truly wonderful and awesome people in this fandom who would love to chat with you. :-)

Jonsa bedroom scenario

Okay guys idk what this is but I was chatting with some friends about jonsa+bedroom scenes we’d like to see in season 8 and somehow this thing went from describing a scene to like describing what Sansa is thinking??? Idk what to call it, maybe a heavily embellished headcanon? 😅    Whatever it is, it got me emotional so I thought I’d share with you all! (That is a lie, I’ve been coerced by the aforementioned friends. WHOM I LOVE. You know who you are!

If you know me at all, then you know I’m the laziest bum on the planet, and I’ve quite literally copy/pasted my messages from the chat onto here so please don’t be offended by the complete lack of formatting lol

sansa wakes up first

and they’re facing each other, his arm is slung around her waist and her hands are curled up under her chin

and she looks at him

and just….just looks at him, eyes wide and unguarded cuz nobody’s here that she has to put on a mask for

he’s still asleep

breathing deeply

and her eyes move over his features taking them all in and it’s like she’s fully appreciating how beautiful jon truly is

his fair skin contrasted with his dark unruly curls….maybe a wayward curl over his forehead

his dark lashes

his OBJECTIVELY ADORABLE LITTLE NOSE (come on guys his nose is so cute!!)

and of course his gorgeous soft lips

she’s just gazing at him, not moving, not wanting this moment to end. she feels so safe in his arms even tho he’s asleep. she realizes it’s the safest she’s felt since she left WF as a girl. she realizes this feels more like home than anything has in years.

she blinks once, twice, slowly and there’s the barest quirk of her lips

and then jon begins to stir, his arm tightening around her waist and she watches as his eyelashes flutter

revealing his beautiful warm brown eyes

and for his part he wakes up, sees her sparkling blue eyes trained on him, and smiles softly because that is like the best way to wake up

“Good morning,” he says softly. His voice is extra raspy and sexy with sleep. Her gaze flits to his lips and back to his eyes, her own still shining with wonder


she feels him gently drag his knuckles up and down her arm



all at once she remembers her father’s words

a promise he’d made to her when she was still a girl

she hadn’t thought of that conversation in years, had hardly remembered it happened what with all the tragedy that came so soon after

but Jon’s sweet touches are making goosebumps rise on her arm and she remembers her father’s words now

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anonymous asked:

okay okay, but how about FO4 companions react to seeing a dragon?

Cait: Various swear words escaped Cait as the giant dragon flew past. Afterwards she just looked to Sole, expecting them to say something. They were equally as baffled. 

Curie: Curie said something in French under her breath, as the dragon passed them. She quickly looked to Sole with wide eyes and a smile on her face, “ARE YOU SEEING THIS?!” She was excited. 

Codsworth: Somehow not that surprised, “I suppose radiation could make just about anything.”

Danse: Rather than being worried about it being a DRAGON, he worried about the damage it could do. He warned Sole that they should get away from it as soon as possible, and notify the Brotherhood that a new creature is roaming the commonwealth. 

Deacon: Didn’t say anything for a moment. He nudged Sole, “how much you wanna bet I can tame that beast.” 

Dogmeat: Too scared to even bark at it

Gage: As the dragon appeared, he yelled a loud, “WHAT.” After it had flown by and was out of sight, Gage rubbed his face, “I think I really need a break…” 

Hancock: He didn’t say anything until the dragon had passed, then he laughed loudly. “I think I really need to lay off the jet. Was that real?” 

MacCready: He was actually really excited, seeing a dragon made him feel like he was in a comic book! 

Nick: Held on to his hat as the giant dragon flew above them. His mouth was agape as he watched it, after it flew by, all Nick could say was, “I want to make a witty joke but I’m so bewildered that I got nothin’.” 

Piper: She wanted to chase after it, a literal goddamn dragon would make for one hell of a scoop. 

Preston: He really could not think of anything to say in that moment. He refused to believe what he was seeing was real, maybe the radiation finally got to him.. 

Strong: Sole had to stop Strong from trying to fight the dragon with his bare fists…

X6-88: “I don’t- what is-” X6 had a hard time using his words. He eventually gave up and decided to just report the dragon to the institute. 

Relationship with Charlie Weasley

This was for me if were being honest. I love Charlie and it is impossible to find anything about him.

big spoon/little spoon: Charlie is the big spoon. He likes to cuddle but not be cuddled.

favourite non-sexual activity: Playing with Dragons. Specifically baby dragons.

who uses all the hot water: You do normally in the morning but he takes it all up after work. Thankfully in your opinion.

the most trivial thing they fight over:

Charlie working too much. He has always been a workaholic. You knew that going into the relationship. Sometimes, however, you want attention too. Or he forgets to reply to any of your messages. He is trying, however. He’s been living the bachelor life for a while.

does most of the cleaning: You do. Just like his brothers he was spoiled by Molly.Lord help you however if he walks in the house dragging all of the mud and other unmentionables on his boots one more time.

Who controls the Netflix queue: Charlie despises Netflix. When he has free time where he isn't reading up on what other dragon people are doing he wants to spend his time with you. Ahem*. In close undisturbed proximity.

who calls up the super/landlord when the heat’s not working: Charlie would only ever call for help if absolutely Nessacary. He would rather break it more than calling for help.

who steals the blankets: You do. “You don’t look so strong. How is it you’re even stronger in sleep?”

who leaves their stuff around: Charlie leaves cups of untouched tea or coffee. He makes drinks and then gets distracted.

who remembers to buy the milk: You. He knows everything about dragons but every time you ask him to get it he seems to remember at the doorway. “Shit!” “Do not tell me you forgot the.” “Yes, I forgot the milk!” 

who remembers anniversaries: charlie does. He would be in huge trouble for remembering the date and time his dragons were born but not an anniversary.

Who cooks normally?: You do. He pretty much walks in the door just in time to have you finish up cooking.

How often do they fight?: Not very often. If you do fight it can be loud and long. 

What do they do when they’re away from each other?: Charlie is at work. You are working on things or out at his parents hanging out with Molly.

Nicknames for each other?: Charlie is whisky because he is strong but smooth once you get to know him. Plus he is so much fun when he is drunk. Charlie would never admit it but you also call him Daddy when you want his attention. Charlie calls you baby doll in the privacy of your home. The other common one is hun. Simple but effective.

Who is more likely to pay for dinner?: Charlie. You try but he always says that he doesn’t really buy much as he isn’t a possession kinda guy so he likes to treat you with a meal.

What would they get each other for gifts?: You get Charlie new boots or something he needs but insists could still hold up for another month if he just takes her easy on the article. Charlie would get something specially made that means something to the both of you.

Who kissed who first?: You kissed him first after the two of you went late night swimming in the lake. It was a spur of the moment.

Who made the first move?: Charlie did. It was after a night of fire whisky. He dragged you back to his place where the both of you finally released the sexual tension that was built up over the time you had started seeing each other.

Who remembers things?: Charlie remembers dates and dragon things. You remember what Ginny mentioned she would want for Christmas. You could ask Charlie who was in the conversation an hour later and he would honestly think that she didn’t say.

Who started the relationship?: Charlie did. Mostly because Molly told him if he didn’t she would do it for him. He just needed that little push.

Who cusses more?: Charlie. If he doesn't swear in at least twice in a conversation you are worried.

What would they do if the other was hurt?: Charlie goes out of his way to make sure you are never hurt. He would be sorrily disappointed if anything ever happened to you. He, however, is never worried about being safe. It’s always about the dragons or you. He comes second. That drives you crazy but you know he knows what he is doing.


Jonerys Appreciation Week Day 2.

2nd part of 7-day storyline

I decided to make one cohesive 7-part storyline for Jonerys appreciation week. This part is taking place right after New Hoped, New Beginning (1st part) ends. Once I get my AO3 account, I will post all my works there. 

This is at Winterfell. Dany is with child, lying next to wounded Jon..

Dany got out of Jon’s bed and went to close the windows. It was well after midnight. The cold of the winter still hadn’t gone out fully. She was shivering. The fireplace was lit by the servants. She sat next to it on an armchair, bare feet in her long sleeved night gown. For once in her life she felt happy. She had life growing inside of her. She thought about her dragons, but life had given her a new baby by taking her children away from her. She didn’t know how to explain this situation to everyone. There was still the war to be fought with Cersei. Her child was going to be a bastard if they won’t wed soon. But how were they going to explain this? Jon was sick. When will he feel sooner?

 He was sleeping heavily, as she turned to him. 

She went to check on him. He was lying on his back, she covered him with more furs, and caressed his hair. She then lied next to him under the warm covers. While watching him she thought of the days that Bran and Sam had told everyone that he was a Targaryen, in fact he’s her brother’s son….Dany remembered all of it in a state of a dream like flashback..

Flashback to the time before the war: Winterfell;

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victoria’s secret

Originally posted by junqkookied

WARNING: 2927 WORTH OF CRACK and also how many times Jeon Jeongguk can fuck up while saying “Victoria’s Secret”

Contains foul language and mentions of sex

this is part 2 of my birthday celebration!!! this one is specially dedicated to my favourite jjk thigh enthusiast, @97gguks, ily bby ❤️ i was inspired by all the trash we talk about, it’s our quality conversations that keep me going tbh :’) 

Summary: In which you teach Jeon Jeongguk a little lesson. Jeongguk is looking for a summer job, and you’ve offered to help him look for one, but when his cockiness and smug confidence pisses you off, you decide to take revenge. And revenge is as sweet as the body mist from Victoria’s Secret. 

“9-5 office hours, admin work. $10 an hour. Includes filing and organizing paperwork.” 

“Overqualified,” Jeongguk indulges in a lazy stretch with his arms above his head, causing his white t-shirt to teasingly stray just shy of his happy trail. Taking a deep breath in an effort to regain patience and self-control, you skim down the list of classified ads once more. 

“Stock manager for a grocery store, $8 an hour-“ Jeongguk sits up immediately, eyes blazing in indignance.

“Such a handsome face like this, stuck in the backroom all day? _________, you’ve got to be kidding me. Someone with my looks was born to be in the frontline, babe.” The way he preens as he checks his reflection in his phone screen and runs a careless hand through his hair only to have every strand of it fall back into place perfectly should irk you, but the casual way in which he drops that endearment has you a little flustered.

Hoping to hide your flushed cheeks, you flip the paper over with a huff instead, fully intending on giving up on helping Jeon Jeongguk in his search for a summer job. He’s obviously way too self absorbed for this, although he tells you that he really does need that extra money for that upcoming Big Bang concert next month. He’d evaporate before he’d miss a chance to see G Dragon live and rapping before his very eyes.

“What did you have in mind when you said a summer job? Sitting on your lazy ass and getting paid to do nothing?” You can’t keep the exasperation out of your voice. 

“Sitting on this very perky ass and getting paid,” Jeongguk amends with a cocky smirk. You roll your eyes at him and continue flipping through the section of the paper, if not to take your mind off a very perky ass sitting only a few spaces away from you.

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For The Win // Min Yoongi

- pt. 2 of Unfriendly Competition

the prompt: could you do a part 2 of ‘Unfriendly Competition’ with Yoongi?? I REALLY like that one and would think it’d be so cool to continue it!

words: 1987

category: fluff + fantasy

author note: i got carried away with soft yoongi at the end of this but is that really a bad thing? also good news: this is the last request i have finished. please enjoy! (also look at johnny in the background of the gif haha)

- destinee

Originally posted by chimneytaels

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