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Grease pt. 1

Sirius Black x Reader

Request: OMG ok can you do a sirius x reader that’s like kinda based off grease where like basically the reader is super sweet and innocent and Sirius is Sirius (let’s be real here) but like they’re perfect for each other and through a little work everything is perfect and cute and yeah (maybe a little more grease related than i just described, if that makes sense?) this request might be a mess, I’m sorry. I trust your brilliance to make it great though!

A/N: 1) I was running out of inspiration but I’ve been sitting on this request forever so I wanted to get something out

2) idk why I used this gif of ben but he looks delicious so

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Sirius peers over his tinted glasses at the foamy water rising up and down the soft sand, enjoying the feel of the warm sun beating down on his already tanned back. He had managed to find a relatively quiet stretch of beach, free of loud families or screaming children. He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes, reveling in the silence.

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listen: few things have devastated me as much as when u find out Liesl’s boyfriend is a nazi and he betrays the entire von Trapp family.

WHIPS Pt 10

A/N: IT’S HAPPENED! THE REVEAL. AND THE DATE. This chapter was so much fun to write, even if most of it was done between the hours of 12 and 4 am lol. 

Hopefully more explanations about magic will be coming up soon, now that the plot is on a roll! Speaking of magic, anyone have any ideas what’s up with the Mermaid’s Tail yet…. :D

Thank you for all the kind words, I love seeing what you guys say in the tags <3

Natsu Dragneel is just an ordinary 21 year old trying to get by on his craft’s business, keep his landlady off his ass, and grow his friendship with his new weird neighbour Lucy. Without revealing that he’s a witch. Or his cat can fly and talk. So maybe Natsu isn’t that normal. Things take a serious left turn for him when people from his past start showing up, and he and Lucy as well as some new -and old- friends travel across Fiore trying to find some answers. But the question is, will they be happy with what they find?

Wiccan!Natsu AU

Pairings: Nalu, Fairy Tail

Words: 5983

Rating: M

Part: Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part SevenPart Eight, Part Nine, Part Ten, Part Eleven, Part Twelve, Part Thirteen, Part Fourteen,Part Fifteen, Part Sixteen, Part Seventeen, Part Eighteen, Part Nineteen, Part Twenty, Part Twenty One, Part Twenty Two, Part Twenty Three

Natsu couldn’t stop pacing. The pasta bake was in the oven, one of the simplest but still ‘romantic’ recipes he had found while trying to make his way through -the truly fucking horrible- websites that had popped up when he Googled first date ideas. He couldn’t tell whether Lucy should be thankful he had subjected himself to that gag-inducing horror or if he should never speak of it again. Considering some of the gross sex tips he had seen on -Cosma, Kosomo, whatever- he would go for never speaking of it again. But his fear of burning yet another oven apart wasn’t what had him so on edge.

Instead he was mentally going through every single magical thing he owned, and making sure it was shoved into his spare room. His bookshelves seemed more barren to him than usual, but he had enough herbology and mechanic books to make it seem presentable, not to mention the multitude of statues and odds and ends he proudly displayed. Even if Lucy didn’t know their true value she should still know what was important to him. Natsu had a feeling she would like that. All of the bones and stranger ingredients were tucked away in the spare room, along with his work bench, scrolls, extraction setups, and spare materials. He nervously tugged at the edges of the long sleeves on his tight black shirt, trying his best to brush off the blue cat fur that clung to his top and his nicest -aka the ones with the fewest holes- pair of jeans. He was still unsure if he should wear shoes. Was it normal to wear shoes in you house? Of course not, but this was a date, and more importantly it was a date with Lucy and oh god what if he fucked it up what if the oven actually did catch fire again and-

A gentle weight settled on his head, sparkles dancing through the air as Happy’s wings dissolved. “It’ll be fine Natsu, just take a deep breath,” the cat’s high voice sighed, tone almost pitying as he tried his best to get his witch to relax. Somehow Happy did help, the comfortable weight reminding him that if Lucy hadn’t run away screaming in the last few months of being with Happy and Natsu then she wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon. “I don’t even know why you’re nervous,” Happy continued to say, more confused than annoyed, “Lucy’s almost as weird as you. You should have seen the way she kept looking at your butt,”. The small feline began to snicker, Natsu feeling his nervous grin melt into a more confident one. He already knew the way she looked at him, but the reminders were nice.

“I know buddy, its just… What if she sees something that freaks her out? Or realizes how much more amazing she is, or…” Natsu started to ramble, yelping when sharp claws dug into his scalp. He quickly detangled Happy from his hair, holding the unimpressed cat by the armpits and watching as his tail flicked in agitation.

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To build off that post about songs having potential deeper meanings or significance beyond the intentions of the artists I want to talk about one song in particular.

It’s called Gus The Polar Bear From Central Park by the Tragically Hip. Now the song is self-explanatory the song tells you what the song is about and it’s literally about Gus an actual polar bear actually from Central Park in New York. Gus became a tourist attraction and local icon in part due to some bizarre behaviour that had people worrying about his state of mind.

The song talks about the theory that “what’s troubling Gus” is that he is unable to kill and eat the people around him. Polar bears view humans as their natural prey and yet he is surrounded by humans constantly who he not only can’t kill but they don’t even seem to be afraid of him. Gus is denied his natural inclinations and doesn’t know how to behave anymore and kind of loses his mind. 

The song doesn’t ever explicitly state any kind of ideological position it just talks about Gus, but it was written at the start of global warming fears and likely had something to do with that or maybe some other animal rights type of sentiment. However because the artists never explicitly gets on a soapbox you’re able to enjoy the song for what it is and get something deeper out of it.

You hear a song about losing your identity, a song about powerlessness. A song about trying to make your way in a world not designed for you. It becomes a heartbreaking song…even if you don’t give a shit about polar bears.

I hear this story about a creature denied it’s nature and going a little mental and acting bizarrely as a result and can’t help but think that’s more profound than just a story about a funny polar bear. Or maybe that was the message the artist was trying to convey all along, and that is the beauty of a song not over-explained. 


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You Belong With Me (Modern Clexa AU)

Clarke and Lexa have been best friends since the first day of school. Lexa knows love is weakness but she is hopelessly in love with Clarke. Clarke is oblivious, happily dating other people. 

I lay on Clarke’s bed, propped up by several pillows, pretending to be engrossed in my worn copy of Carmilla. But I was distracted, by Clarke. She had her head resting on my lap and her feet hanging over the side of the bed. She was talking on her phone, I was running my fingers through her soft, golden hair. I told myself that it was a perfectly normal thing for best friends to do, after all it was a typical Tuesday night for us. What wasn’t normal was how I had to consciously stop my gaze from falling to her lips or the bare skin of her shoulder revealed by her baggy top. Yeah definitely not normal. I cursed myself for the inappropriate thoughts that regularly plagued my mind. I had tried to deny it for years but the truth was what I felt for her was anything but friendly, somewhere along the line I had fallen completely in love with her. But to Clarke I was just her best friend. I was the girl she shared her lunch with on the first day of preschool and everyday since. She didn’t see me that way.

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anonymous asked:

Jily at the zoo!

have a fun/cute drabble b/c i haven’t written anything in awhile

“A zoo, Potter? You have a zoo in your garden?” Lily said, coming to a full stop. James, whose hand was attached to hers, was forced to stop as well.

“Not exactly.”

Lily stared, mouth agape, first at her boyfriend, and then at the collection of misshapen broom sheds that littered the lawn around them. At first glance, the sheds had appeared perfectly ordinary. Well, ordinary for wizards: garishly painted, with bright, clashing colors, some with polka dots, others with stripes, all set in rows like an oddly prepared chess board.

Odd, but relatively harmless.

As James had led her amongst them, however, intent on finding a suitable place to snog, she’d noticed that each shed had an opening, not unlike a snack kiosk. But instead of a fizzy drink machine, each opening revealed a distinct, fully contained animal enclosure.

Enclosures for animals. Like a zoo.

Because that was completely fucking normal.

“You have a zoo in your garden?” she repeated, turning once again to her boyfriend. He looked completely nonplussed.

“I’m not sure why you’re surprised,” he said casually, letting go of her hand to pet a slobbering camel whose head appeared out of a bright green shed. “I told you about it.”

Lily shook her head. “You mentioned your mother’s greenhouse and your father’s potions laboratory, James. You even slipped in that bit about the Quidditch pitch when you thought I was asleep, but I definitely don’t remember anything about a zoo.”

“I said I had lots of pets.”

“That you did.”

“Well, here they are,” James said, wiping his slimy hand on his trousers and sweeping his arm in a grandiose gesture.

“Dogs or cats are pets, James. Not an entire bloody zoo in your back garden.

James grinned sheepishly. Ironic, given the small flock of sheep in the enclosure over his left shoulder. Over his right, Lily saw a small herd of Hippogriffs.

Hippogriffs, plural. Because of bloody course.

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my love || kyungsoo

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I finally finished the last part. Yay for me! Enjoy~

2676 words; soulmate!au; kyungsoo/reader scenario; angst, fluff

“Does anything like that trigger any…memories?” The boy, who introduced himself as Baekhyun, asks. He leans his elbows on the table between you two, staring at you with such intensity, your reply comes out in a nervous voice.

“N-No,” you can’t help but feel terrible. This Kyungsoo boy…if all this was true, you can’t help but imagine how much pain he must be feeling at the moment because you, the love of his life, can’t remember.

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