yeah ya did

It was a Hogwarts reunion, and Harry was standing on his own, away from the crowd with a butterbeer in hand. He hadn’t wanted to come, actually, because Ron and Hermione were still away on their honeymoon and Luna was on her Women’s Rights project tour thing that Harry kept forgetting the name of, and he had trouble recognizing anyone’s faces. (Or he didn’t want to.)

He almost contemplated leaving all-together when he suddenly spotted the last person he wanted to see - Draco Malfoy.

Something twisted in his gut.

He hadn’t seen Draco since their last… date? (Could it be called a date? When all they had done was make out and, well, had sloppy handjobs?) That had been almost two years ago.

Before Harry could drop his beer and run, Draco had turned around, his face turning to one of absolute glee - fuck. He’d been spotted.

“Potter!” Draco called, and he quickly made his way through the crowd. The closer he got the angrier Harry felt, because fuck, Draco hadn’t changed at all, just as tall and smug and frankly, the prettiest guy Harry’d had the misfortune to meet. “Fancy that.”

“Draco,” Harry mumbled, tipping his glass forward in a way of saying, cheers, “fancy that.”

Draco was wearing this tight excuse for a jeans, hugging him in all the right places - or the wrong ones, depending on who’d you ask - and his shirt was almost obscene, so small it made Harry want to rip it off. (With his teeth.)  And, fuck, he was still so tall, almost four inches taller than he was, and it wasn’t fair, it was as if Draco wanted to rub it in his face that he was better, smarter, sexier than Harry could ever dream to be.

“So,” Draco said after a while of uncomfortable silence, “why did you never floo me?”

Harry whipped his head up to look at him. If he didn’t know any better, it seemed as if Draco was nervous. “What?”

“You never floo’d me.” He grinned, his eyes not cooperating. “We had that date, which had gone pretty well, and you said you’d get in contact, but…”

“Oh.” Harry quickly averted his gaze, his heart in his throat. How to explain to Draco, without sounding like a complete embarrassing idiot, why he’d never had the guts to contact him again?

Draco sighed deeply, leaning against the wall behind them, and Harry wanted to drool at the sight of him but dammit Harry now is not the time - “No need to spare my feelings, Potter, it’s fine -”

“No, no!” Harry took a deep breath, averting his gaze again. It was an embarrassing reason, but Draco deserved to know. Right? “I… look,  you were a sex god, alright?”

Draco choked on his laughter, “what?”

“I’m serious.” Harry looked back at him, unable to hide a smile. “You were all legs and smirks and confidence, and - god, it felt thrilling, alright? The date… fuck, Draco,” he shook his head, knowing he was rambling now but he couldn’t help it, not with Draco looking at him like that, “your kiss, it felt like a wet dream come true.”

Draco pushed himself off the wall, his expression unreadable. “Then why didn’t you floo me?”

“Because I..” Harry cleared his throat, averting his eyes again. He wanted to look at Draco, but god, did it hurt. “You looked like that while I’m. Well.” He laughed bitterly, gesturing to himself. “While I look like this. I didn’t understand how you could’ve enjoyed this, other than just to, I don’t know, be able to say that you ‘did it’ with the savior. So I saved myself the trouble of getting my heart broken and -”

Then, suddenly, faster than Harry could call out, Draco had him pinned against the wall - his hands beside Harry’s head, his knee pressed between Harry’s legs and his face so close it was all Harry could see.

“What,” Draco said, no - growled, his eyes almost glowing with anger. “You don’t get to decide how I feel about you, you don’t get to walk away without -”

“Draco,” Harry interrupted, wanting to sound as angry but unable to find the strength because Draco was all around him, and no matter what happened, that still took his breath away. “Don’t -”

“Don’t what, Potter?” Draco’s eyes glinted. “You say you’re not good enough for me?”

“I -” well, yes.

“That you’re not sexy enough for me? That I’ll drop you as soon as I realize that you’re not beautiful enough?”

Harry opened his mouth, only to close it again. Well, yes.

Draco growled again, a sound so deep in his chest that Harry could feel it in his bones. “How dare you,” he threatened, leaning in closer and closer, “you idiot. You are the most infuriatingly dense git I have ever met.” Draco’s eyes were shining, almost mad, and Harry should just walk away but he couldn’t, he was trapped but he wanted to be, because fuck, it was Draco. “You, Potter,” he seethed, “are the most beautiful git I have ever seen.”

Harry shivered. “Draco, don’t -”

“Shut up.” Draco’s face was now so close Harry could feel his breath, could hear his heartbeat. “You don’t get to say how I feel about you, you idiot, not when you are so incredibly wrong. You call me a sex god,” he snorted, “while you look like the bloody sexiest guy I’ve -”

“Draco, please.” Harry felt like he had never been this red in his life. “Stop, I -”

“Stop?” He laughed, almost giddy with anger. “I’m afraid I can’t, sweetheart,” his hands turned to grip Harry’s hair in a tight grip, his hips snapping forward to grind with Harry’s, “not as if my life depended on it.”

Then Draco’s lips were on his, hot and needy and harsh, almost desperate, and Harry’s knees sagged.

Where did all those feelings go? People spend their whole lives looking for love. Poems and songs and entire novels are written about it. But how can you trust something that can end as suddenly as it begins?
—  Nicola Yoon, The Sun is Also a Star

i think one of the reasons that i like cal so much is that he has ambitions and goals and dreams outside of mare


What’s wrong? What happened? Why are you all doing that? John? Did I do it wrong?
No, you didn’t.  C o m e  h e r e .


Is there anyone you’re especially excited to work with in season two?

Happy Valentine’s Day 💚💜

  • what she says: i'm fine.
  • what she actually means: the book of life is an extremely underrated movie and needs more love asap. It has everything a good story needs. It's about growing up, has action, adventure, MUSIC, humour, romance, strong female and male characters. Hey also it will probably make you cry. Damn like it probably has the best god damn ot3 you'll ever have the pleasure of spending one hour and thirty five minutes with too??? Also did I mention its animation is fucking beautiful?

I don’t go here anymore but like… Jane the virgin told us in season 1 Michael was gonna die. why is everyone so shocked?


“What a beautiful morning…Am i the reason of your smiles Brothers?….”

“ AU where all the brothers are different ages”

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anonymous asked:

silly sid din't use the tape because of superstition but the tape would have brought him the good fortune for 1k smh

sid literally had to retape his stick during the game and I was cackling and yelling “KARMA! SIDNEY THIS IS ABSOLUTELY KARMAIC!” at my computer

smh-t-umblr replied to your post “Did you know that The Price of Freedom has official lyrics? They’re…”



You saved me through the rocky roads
You gave me half of your precious soul

I think this verse is about Zack dying on the cliffs: you saved me though the rocky roads = refers to Zack’s final stand (which saved Cloud, so I’m pretty sure this song is from his POV) in the Midgar wastes; and You gave me half of your precious soul = when Zack gives Cloud the Buster Sword and tells him to live for the both of them.

Close your eyes, you’ve gone through so much my love
All the past is now a cloud of floating memories
The sunlight shining through the long and dark nights we’ve walked

also refers to Zack dying on the cliffs and Cloud moving on (I don’t mean emotionally, I mean him not giving up after losing Zack), as when Cloud gets up after the storm ended there’s literal sunlight in his path to freedom – Midgar.

Every step along the way
You gave me strength to stand my ground

As the times go by, there’s something that I realize:
There was not a single thing
That I could do
If I didn’t have you

Cloud mentions at some point in Crisis Core that Zack is his inspiration and symbol of strength (I don’t have the screenshot of his email on hand right now but if I find it I’ll update this).

and as for the second part, what I think Cloud means is that if it weren’t for Zack’s sacrifice, Cloud would probably be dead or a Sephiroth clone – therefore he really couldn’t have accomplished everything he did in the OG without him.

The price to pay to be right where we wanted to be
It wasn’t so easy to achieve
What we needed to find the way to freedom
I’ve lost so much through it all
But you’re the reason I stand tall
Together we embraced one dream
Protected our honor

it’s probably pretty obvious, but the “price of freedom” was losing Zack. you’re the reason I stand tall = again, refers to both the facts Zack saved him and inspired him while he was alive. also, one of the last things Zack said before he died was to “always protect your honor as SOLDIER.” I think Cloud believes they accomplished that.

anyway, those are my thoughts, and why I believe this song is about Zack from Cloud’s POV. considering that, seeing stuff in the song like referring to Zack as “my love” and verses like:

Lying next to you, I’m holding your hand
Your gentle eyes of beauty bringing peace to me now
The silent breeze so soft it passes right through my arms
I’m wishing that this moment lasts a little bit more

Now I give you all my heart, take it all it’s just for you
Never forget the love you gave us all

makes it so Clacky it’s hard to believe these are actually official lyrics; maybe the lyrical version wasn’t in the game but I still consider it canon. this song is, after all, played during Zack’s final stand – which is a significant scene for both of them since Zack fought the ShinRa army solely to protect Cloud.

now all I want from the remake is the expansion on their relationship they left out of Crisis Core for whatever reason. (maybe it was too gay, who knows)

firespun  asked:

Gives Kukui a young Kiawe, about five, who somehow ended up on Melemele Island by himself. Poor boy is panicking with giant crocodile tears running down his face. "I can't find my tutu!" (tutu = Grandpa in Hawaiian)

“Woah, woah, woah!  Slow down, little cousin!”
Kukui had to crouch down and hold his hands up to stop the tiny boy from running around in a panic.  

“Relaaaax, bud.  I’ll help you out, yeah.  Now, where did ya last see him?”

GUYS okay so I gave him his present and he LOVED it, he saw them online and said he made a mental note to buy it himself next time he went on and he was so surprised and excited to wear them to work on Monday. So yeah, ya girl did well lol

( In case you have no idea what I’m talking about, original post here )