young-potential

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Endless list of favorite characters: Gary “Eggsy” Unwin (Kingsman)

What do you see? Some one who wants to know what the fuck is going on. I see a young man with potential. A young man who is loyal. Who can do as he’s asked. And who wants to do something good with his life.

Dance With The Devil
Immortal Technique
Dance With The Devil

warning: this song is pretty graphic

to fully understand the story of the song

read the lyrics below while you listen

I once knew a nigga whose real name was William
His primary concern, was making a million
Being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen
He used to fuck movie stars and sniff coke in his dreams
A corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen
Nigga never had a father and his mom was a fiend
She put the pipe down, but for every year she was sober
Her son’s heart simultaneously grew colder
He started hanging out, selling bags in the projects
Checking the young chicks, looking for hit-and-run prospects
He was fascinated by material objects
But he understood money never bought respect
He built a reputation ‘cause he could hustle and steal
But got locked once and didn’t hesitate to squeal
So criminals he chilled with didn’t think he was real
You see, me and niggas like this have never been equal
I don’t project my insecurities on other people
He fiended for props like addicts with pipes and needles
So he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil
A feeble-minded young man with infinite potential
The product of a ghetto-bred capitalistic mental
Coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed
Dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed
But he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed

Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences
You probably only did a month for minor offences
Ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance
But then again there’s always the wicked that knew in advance
Dance forever with the devil on a cold cell block
But that’s what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock
Devils used to be gods angels that fell from the top
There’s no diversity because we’re burning in the melting pot

So Billy started robbing niggas, anything he could do
To get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew
Starting fights over little shit, up on the block
Stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rock
Working overtime for making money for the crack spot
Hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to cocaine
fulfilling the Scarface fantasy stuck in his brain
Tired of the block niggas treating him the same
He wanted to be major like the cut-throats and the thugs
But when he tried to step to 'em, niggas showed him no love
They told him any motherfucking coward can sell drugs
Any bitch nigga with a gun can bust slugs
Any nigga with a red shirt can front like a blood
Even Puffy smoked a motherfucker up in a club
But only a real thug can stab someone till they die
Standing in front of them, staring straight into their eyes
Billy realized that these men were well-guarded
And they wanted to test him before business started
Suggested raping a bitch to prove he was cold-hearted
So now he had a choice between going back to his life
Or making money with made men, up in the cife
His dreams about cars and ice made him agree
A hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be
And so he met them Friday night at a quarter to three

Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences
You probably only did a month for minor offences
Ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance
But then again there’s always the wicked that knew in advance
Dance forever with the devil on a cold cell block
But that’s what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock
Devils used to be gods angels that fell from the top
There’s no diversity because we’re burning in the melting pot

They drove around the projects slow while it was raining
Smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment
Until they saw a woman on the street walking alone
Three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home
And so they quietly got out the car and followed her
Walking through the projects, the darkness swallowed her
They wrapped her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor
“This is it kid, now you got your chance to be raw.”
So Billy yoked her up and grabbed the chick by the hair
And dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there
She struggled hard but they forced her to go up the stairs
They got to the roof and then held her down on the ground
Screaming, “Shut the fuck up and stop moving around!”
The shirt covered her face, but she screamed and clawed
So Billy stomped on the bitch, 'til he broken her jaw
Them dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doing
They kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped moving
Blood leaking through the cloth, she cried silently
And then they all proceeded to rape her violently
Billy was made to go first, but each of them took a turn
Ripping her up, and choking her until her throat burned
Her broken jaw mumbled for God but they weren’t concerned
When they were done and she was lying bloody, broken and bruised
One of them niggas pulled out a brand new twenty-two
They told him that she was a witness for what she’d gone through
And if he killed her he was guaranteed a spot in the crew
He thought about it for a minute, she was practically dead
And so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head

I’m falling and I can’t turn back
I’m falling and I can’t turn back

Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life
He thought about the cocaine with the platinum and ice
And he felt strong standing along with his new brothers
Cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover
But what he saw made him start to cringe and stutter
'Cause he was staring into the eyes of his own mother
She looked back at him and cried, 'cause he had forsaken her
She cried more painfully, than when they were raping her
His whole world stopped, he couldn’t even contemplate
His corruption had successfully changed his fate
And he remembered how his mom used to come home late
Working hard for nothing, 'cause now what was he worth
He turned away from the woman that had once given him birth
And crying out to the sky 'cause he was lonely and scared
But only the devil responded, 'cause god wasn’t there
And right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold
And so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul
They say death takes you to a better place but I doubt it
After that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it
And listen 'cause the story that I’m telling is true
'Cause I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom too
And now the devil follows me everywhere that I go
In fact, I’m sure he’s standing among one of you at my shows
And every street cypher listening to little thugs flow
He could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn’t know
The devil grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked
White, brown, yellow and black color is not restricted
You have a self-destructive destiny when you’re inflicted
And you’ll be one of god’s children that fell from the top
There’s no diversity because we’re burning in the melting pot
So when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never
Because a dance with the devil might last you forever

I’m sorry we let you boys down..

I’m sorry no one noticed your cries for help. I’m sorry that no one stuck up for you when you needed them to the most.

I’m sorry that you felt the only way you could get people to listen was to cause harm and I’m sorry that you felt you had to cause harm because of how these people made you felt.

What you boys did wasn’t okay, I’m sure you know that by now. You’re probably looking at me right now thinking I’m just like the rest of them.

Dylan, Eric, I wish you had realized that if you held on for a couple more months everything would have been better for you, but I’m sure you realized that.

I’m sure you knew that well what if you had graduated? Would it stop? Oh no, you were too far into the plan by now. You couldn’t just get rid of all the bombs you had made and the guns you acquired. You went too far.

Dylan, you were excited for college. I know “another few years of the torment”, I know it just meant more school and more bullying but it could’ve been better for you, we can all see how much potential you had and that isn’t a lie. You were a handsome young man with potential to be something big, you would be so proud of how computers are now!

Eric, you were bright too. You had potential just like Dylan did and there’s a new Doom game out, funny right? I bet you didn’t realize your Doom levels would have so many views and so many people playing them. Does that make you happy? 

You boys left such an image on the world, you helped everyone recognize bullying, you helped bring up the conversations about school violence and mental health. You boys had so much potential but you threw it away for what? A little revenge on people you didn’t even really know?

Dylan, Eric, you were selfish. You shouldn’t have been bullied so badly, but what you did wasn’t okay and I’m not going to tell you that you did something good because you didn’t. You ruined families, you hurt the community, the country, the world. You hurt your friends. 

Your friends, you know the people who were there for you. You guys felt so alone but you didn’t realize you both had friends and you both had each other. You were so strung high on having friends that you didn’t realize how strong of a bond you both had, that was what was important.

I believe you should have suffered for what you did, I don’t think forever, but you should have had punishment. I hope by now the punishment is over and you’re smiling together playing Doom and watching all of us make fools out of ourselves. 

I hope you’re in your paradise, you have your freedom and you have your peace.

Rest easy.

Monday Fic Rec

Some new fics to get you through this week:

Little White Lies by xxSterre:

Summary: “I lied when I got my job.

I told them I had a kid so I could leave early ‘to pick him up from day care’, to take him to doctors appointments and occasionally miss a day 'when he’s sick’. Long story short – I’m in too deep. I didn’t think this through.

Looking to rent a kid for bring your child to work day. Must be a boy aged 4 to 6 with curly hair who plays soccer, essentially he has to look like the stock photo in the frame on my desk. Also must be artistic as the macaroni noodle drawings I made seem a little advanced for someone his age. He also needs to respond to 'my Little Picasso’ as that’s what my spouse and I call him. Also I will pay extra for someone willing to play the role of my spouse when dropping him off. His name is James, he’s named after his grandpa and he’s a defense attorney who often brings his work home.

You know what, just message me for the details, serious inquiries only. H.“

Or, the AU based off of that one Craigslist post - how a little white lie takes on an enormous snowball effect, that might accidentally include a Tomlinson too.

"said I’ll love you till the day that I die.” by phanxlarryFandoms:

Summary: The tiny boy can’t eat or drink or remember almost anything anymore, spending every hour possible clutching Harry likes he’s scared of what will happen when he lets go.

Harry spends every second with his eyes glued to the pretty boy, making note of every detail possible and biting back whimpers when he notices how sickly the boy’s eyes are.

He just looks so ill, so worn, so in need of rest despite the fact that he sleeps a good twenty-hours per day. The worst part of it all is that Louis is still beautiful to Harry, so aesthetically enticing and physically magnetic that Harry will never be able to stop staring.

But, neither of them truly want Harry to remember Louis like this.

“Tomorrow…” Louis whispers, expression blank and head resting on Harry’s chest, ear pressed against his heart to listen to the rhythmic, calming beat. “You…twenty four, right?”

Harry smiled softly, brushing Louis’ mess of wavy hair out of his eyes, bringing with it the strands sticking to his cheeks.

Penny For Your Thoughts by rainbowsandlove (Larry_trueluv):

Summary: And realisation dawned on both of them. Every time he had talked, Louis hadn’t really seen his lips move. At all. He whipped his head towards Liam then. He could hear his voice in his head but Liam’s lips weren’t moving. Which meant… 

“Holy shit I can read minds!” he exclaimed, right into Liam’s ear, making him wince and shuffle back. 

Or Louis wishes he could read minds, and to everyone’s surprise he gets it granted.

One To Make Your Heart Remember Me by larrysrainbow:

Summary: Louis was a famous child star who is trying to make his way back the pop chart ladder and Harry is helping him.

If we meet sometime in the after years, my darling, I trust I will find your love still mine. by lucidlou:

Summary: 1970s AU.The boy at the dinner table isn’t as much of a stranger as Louis thought, and somewhere between the diners, concerts, and the way the moonlight falls just right, the summer is enough time for realizing.

(I Know We’re Lost but) Soon We’ll Be Found by hopeneverdies:

Summary: “Fuck, Haz, pick up!” He literally shouted into his phone. The trembling in his voice matching the shaking of his hands. After the fourth ring he was sent to voice mail. He wasn’t sure if Harry was already on his flight or if he was just ignoring Louis’ call but all he knew was that their little girl needed her fathers and nothing else mattered at that moment.

“Harry, this is an emergency! Please call me back! There’s been an accident and Junie is hurt. She’s at St. Andrew’s. I’m on my way there right now. Christ, I really wish I knew what time your flight was supposed to leave!”

By the time he finished the message he could feel the pressure of salty tears building behind his eyes. A few minutes later he pulled into the hospital car park and rushed through the emergency room doors.

Or the canon compliant future fic where Harry and Louis are experiencing some marital complications that leaves them both angry with one another and worried about their future. When their young daughter suffers a potentially serious injury that keeps Harry from flying to California for his job, it serves as a reminder of how much they still need and love each other.

I Follow Rivers by harrys:

Summary: It’s 8:25 when he rushes in, with his strong legs clad in striped trousers, a sleeveless turtleneck, and platform oxfords.

He’s waiting for his coffee two metres away from Harry and scrolling through his phone quickly, with his eyebrows slightly furrowed. Harry decides to take a chance and clears his throat.

[Alternatively: Louis writes for a fashion magazine, Harry writes for a music magazine and dabbles in poetry. They like the same coffee shop, as well as each other.]

Mission Fucking Impossible by Swimnerd7:

Summary: “Are you and Louis fucking?”

Harry nearly spits out his drink, choking as he tries to communicate a “what the ever living fuck” to Niall with his eyes.

Niall takes another casual sip of his beer “Not like I’m the only one thinking it mate, I’m just the only one saying it out loud.”-

Harry is in love with Louis, and he is almost positive Louis is in love with him too. Naturally, Harry deals with this by trying to get Louis horny and hope for the best.

Things don’t exactly work out how he plans.

if it kills me by you_explode:

Summary: Harry and Louis have worked together in a difficult office environment for six years. They’re best friends; Louis is the bright spot of all of Harry’s days. But Louis is in love with Harry, and Harry’s engaged to someone else. And that’s only the beginning.

The Office AU. More or less follows the first five seasons. A lot of pining and misunderstanding the depth of feelings and rejection and angst, until there isn’t.

For Reasons Unknown by FallingLikeThis, Rearviewdreamer:

Summary: Six years after dying, Louis is suddenly thrust back into the life he’d lost. Support Group is supposed to help him adjust to everything that’s changed but he finds the experience sadly lacking. Well, except there is one curly-haired lad that’s there too. He kind of makes it worth going.

Good Enough to Eat by objectlesson:

Summary: “Fuck,” Harry mumbles, shuffling. “You won’t give me shit for it? It’s sorta weird.”

“No,” Louis breathes. “Promise.”

“Okay. I just…fuck, I can’t believe I’m telling you this,” Harry whimpers, and he must be blushing because Louis can feel waves of heat coming off him, his embarrassment a hot, palpable thing. “So, like…I love rimming videos. Nothing makes me come harder,” he admits, covering his face with his hands so his voice comes out muffled and strangled.

It takes Louis a few seconds to process, to mentally rifle through his Pornhub search history and remember what rimming even is; Harry has him so stupid he can’t keep stuff straight. His ears ring, and then it hits him, and, oh, fuck. His stomach turns and tightens so quickly he’s gasping, an audible and shameful scrape of air in the dark. “You…really?” he chokes out.

Or, Harry is convinced he’s never gonna be able to try his favorite porn fantasy on a real boy, and Louis offers to remedy this.

Medical School—A Not-So-Quick Walkthrough

Hey humans! Aunt Scripty here. This post is a submission by Brittany, whose Tumblr handle I surprisingly don’t know. This post came through the Submissions Box. If you’re interested, I encourage people to submit articles to appear on the blog! [though it may behoove us both if you message me first, as I have a few posts in-progress and I don’t want us to duplicate efforts]

Anyway, give Brittany some props! This is an awesome post, and I’m CRAZY thankful she wrote in! And now, Brittany, take it away!

Disclaimer: This applies to the American medical system only, and may be biased by the author’s experiences.  Also note that this is the process for becoming an MD, not a DO (both MDs and DOs are fully licensed physicians, but DOs have a stronger focus on the musculoskeletal system and their schooling is slightly different).

Disclaimer Part 2: I swear, this was SUPPOSED to be a brief post.  Oops.

The quick and dirty:

—4 years of undergrad

—4 years of medical school, 2 in the classroom and 2 clinical

—3-5 years of residency depending on what they specialize in.  Can be longer if they add subspecialties or fellowships.

The in-depth description:

Getting in (Premed student)

Acceptance to medical school is hard enough to start with.  There’s an estimate that 75% of applicants are qualified, but only 50% get in.  Your character doesn’t need to major in biology or pre-med, but there are pre-requisites: two semesters each of biology, chemistry, organic chemistry, calculus, and physics, plus a couple biology electives, and I think psych and statistics have been added on since I graduated, but don’t quote me on that.  That’s pretty much 2/3 of a science major right there, so you can see why a lot of people just end up with that.  During spring of junior year, they’ll take a giant standardized test called the MCAT that covers all of those topics and is notoriously difficult.

Along with the classroom work, they’ll have to get clinical experience—most commonly volunteering, shadowing, or working as a medical scribe, but you can get creative—and usually do a little research of some kind.  Med school is hard and being a doctor is harder; they want to know that you’ve got an idea of what you’re getting into.  If your character does all that right, they interview with medical schools during the fall of senior year, and hopefully get accepted!

Year 1 (MS1)

Your first year is classroom based.  You get daily lectures on very complicated medical topics, with relatively little patient interaction this year.  Schools will include more practical classes as well, including a cadaver dissection, pathology (where you train to look at cells and understand what a healthy vs. diseased one looks like; some schools are old school and have people still work with slides and microscopes, others like mine do it virtually), and standardized patient encounters (where they hire actors to come in and work with us so we can practice histories and physical exams and basically get a baseline on things like “what does a normal lung sounds like?”).

Patient interaction varies from school to school, but generally is pretty low.  You can shadow a certain specialty you’re interested in, volunteer in free clinics, join different clubs/interest groups, or do various electives that will focus on teaching certain aspects of patient care (nutrition, medical Spanish, global health, etc.), but you have to go look for them.  If I hadn’t done any of that, I would have seen maybe… two patients a month?  Most students will branch out with those other opportunities, though.

Year 2 (MS2)

Similar to MS1 in that you’re still on classroom duty, still not seeing many patients.  Typically you learn more sensitive physical exams this year (urological, gynecologic, breast, etc.), and you’re finished with the cadaver dissection, but things are otherwise the same.  At the end of your character’s MS2 year, they’ll take their first board exam, called STEP 1.  You can take it one time only unless you fail.  Low scores or a fail are really frowned on, and can limit the specialty your character goes into, so you can imagine the pressure.

Year 3 (MS3)

Yay!  Your character’s now ready to be let loose on the clinic/hospital!

Boo!  This year kicks. your. ass.

This year is all about making your character feel like an idiot putting what your character’s been studying for two years into action.  The schedule is broken up into rotations, which are periods of 4-8 weeks where students focus on a specific specialty each time.  These courses are: pediatrics, family medicine, psychiatry, ob/gyn, neurology (usually), emergency (sometimes), surgery, and internal medicine.  Difficulty varies by rotation, with surgery and ob/gyn being the worst (12 hour days with only one day off a week, max; surgery adds in occasional 24 hour shifts too, just to spice things up).  Occasionally you’ll land on a nice one, like psychiatry, with 10 hour days and free weekends.

On a more day-to-day level, third years are usually part of a small medical team that cares for a set of patients.  The team consists of an attending (fully licensed physician), residents (physicians who are training in their particular specialty), and medical students (MS3s and MS4s both).  MS3s will usually get a small subset of hospital patients they care for every day—take their histories, do their physical exams, list what you think they have, and suggest treatments/tests—but because you’re not licensed, you basically take all that to the attending/resident who hears you out and then says ‘yea’ or ‘nay.’  As the year progresses, hopefully you hear more ‘yeas’ and fewer ‘nays.’

At the end of this year/the beginning of 4th year, there’s another board exam called STEP 2.  Half is your typical multiple choice test, with a numeric score—much like STEP 1—while half is a pass/fail practical where you work with standardized patients.

Year 4 (MS4)

Hopefully by now your character has figured out what they want to specialize in.  I can go over specialties in another post if anyone’s curious, but the biggest ones are basically the same as the ones listed as core rotations during the MS3 year.  There’s a giant application/interview process that takes up the lion’s share of the summer/fall/winter for interviews with residency.  At the end of the process, everyone ranks the residencies they interviewed with from most to least favorite, and at the same time the residencies rank their interviewees from most to least.  The whole thing goes into a giant computer algorithm to give as many people as possible as high a choice as possible, and then on the same day of the year, at the same time, MS4s across the country take a deep breath and open envelopes saying where they ‘matched.’

In addition, with those pesky core rotations out of the way, the character has time to take electives that may or may not be applicable to their future specialty—me, I’m going for emergency medicine, so I’m doing several rotations in EM as well as EMS, but I’m also doing a two week course forensics because it sounds awesome.

Otherwise, 4th year is widely known as the ‘take a breath’ year.  People get married or have babies during this time, travel, and generally start to act like human beings again.  There’s space in your schedule that’s off—it’s generally intended for interviews or studying for STEP 2 if you’re taking it late, but people will use it for anything.

Residency

Not going to give too much detail about it, seeing as how your character is technically a doctor at this point, but residency is basically 3-5 years where your character trains in a specialty—yes, they’re physicians, but they don’t know everything about their particular field and need trained.  You’re in this weird limbo between student and employee; you make a salary (although a very low one considering the number of hours) and can prescribe medication, perform procedures, etc., but an attending is responsible for you, you still attend a weekly lecture, and you can’t practice independently.  To give you an idea of how hard these years are, they recently had to limit things like “don’t make residents work more than 36 hours in a row,” and “don’t put the doctor who graduated med school a month ago in charge of an entire floor of ICU patients for a night with no backup.”  Incredibly, some of the old-school attendings think said changes are a bad idea and will produce doctors who are “weak.”

Also, you thought your character was done with standardized tests?  You sweet summer child.  STEP 3 has to be finished before you can complete residency, and is usually done during intern year.  The good side of this is, you’re in a residency now, so as long as you pass, no one cares about the score.

Random notes:

—This is a sample timeline, following your ‘traditional’ student.  It’s becoming more and more common for people to take a couple of years off after undergrad and apply for medical school after that.  If you want a chance for your character to gain some non-medical life experience (travel, other skill sets, becoming a parent, etc.), this is a good chance for them to do it!

—I’ve been asked by a writer I know in RL how young someone could potentially become a doctor.  I think she wanted to put in a prodigy kind of person.  The problem with that is that medical schools don’t just look for smarts, they look for maturity—imagine having someone who looks like they can’t drink yet tell you you’ve got a terminal disease, and you can see why.  That said, there are a couple of accelerated programs, where I’ve seen people graduate undergrad a year early and go straight into medical school, or where they condense medical school into three whirlwind years because the person’s on track for a specific primary care residency.  So if most people graduate medical school at age 26-27, you could have someone out at 25 or maybe 24, but probably no younger.  And remember, they’ll still need residency training from there.

—Not gonna lie, medical school is incredibly difficult.  That said, I think the best students/doctors are the ones who maintain an outside interest or two, so don’t feel like your character can only have medical skills (*cough*Grey'sAnatomy*cough*) .  Give them a few side interests to maintain their spirit.

—I can give more detail about any and all of these if anyone asks; these are supposed to help you understand what your character has had to go through to be a doctor, not be a full detail spiel.  I can also do ‘day in the lifes’ if someone’s writing a med student character and wants an accurate description, but let’s be real: most people want to write the master, not the pupil.

Hold Me Tight | Pt. 1

( can you trust me? )

Part 1 | Part 2

Anonymous requested: Hwarang AU + Royalty/Servant AU
Pairing: Taehyung | Reader
Genre: Angst/Fluff; Royalty AU + Soulmate AU (in which you know they’re your soulmate when you touch them for the first time + share extreme physical sensation after you meet)
Word Count: 5,930
Author’s Note: The original request… did not call for a Soulmate AU but I thought to myself hey what would make this more interesting and 10x more painful and thus, this concept was born. I actually got around to watching some of Hwarang before writing this, so I feel a little more qualified for this—but you don’t need to have previous knowledge of the show before reading this. Thank you @cheymint for dealing with my initial worry over the world building, I hope this satisfies!

Summary: Kim Taehyung is expected to spend the rest of his life within the company of nobility after joining the ranks of the kingdom’s newest royal guard. He anticipates alot of new experiences, new people… but the spark of a touch more powerful than anything before in his life is definitely not one of them—from the shadows of maids and housekeepers nonetheless.

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The morning greeting comes has it always does within the household: a pounding fist against his headboard as the blanket is ripped off Taehyung’s body. His natural instinct is always the same, which is to curl in upon himself as he lets out the faintest groan of dissatisfaction. “Must you always do that hyung?” The boy inquires, barely offering a side glance to the culprit of his current state of further exhaustion.

Standing above him with the edges of the blanket curled up underneath fingers, Kim Namjoon grins wickedly, already dressed in his robes for the morning lessons. “You know that without me, you’d be late to all your lessons. So step on it. Or do I have to call in Hoseok to help—?”

“No, no, it’s fine. I’m up,” Taehyung interjects, internally cringing at the thought of Hoseok being called in for assistance in trying to get him out of bed. The boy may have been older than both himself and Namjoon, but more often than not had the tendency to act like a child and Taehyung did not wish to start the day with Hoseok jumping on his bed.

Namjoon laughs at that, throwing the blanket off to the side. “Hurry up alright? You know Master Wooreuk won’t be happy to see you late again.”

“Yeah, yeah, I got it,” Taehyung dismisses with a wave, sliding to the front of the bed just as Namjoon slides open the door separating the bedroom with the long hallway before his footsteps become the only thing he can hear along the Hwarang household. With a grunt, Taehyung straightens up, laying out his robes for the morning lesson as he gets to work dressing.

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Yuri!!! On Ice, Avatar: The Last Airbender / Legend of Korra AU headcanons
  • Yuuri is the avatar and earth is his native element (so he feasibly could be born after Korra)
  • He knew he was an earthbender early on, but he found out he was the avatar after discovering his ability to freeze over water as a child
  • He showed this trick to his friends Yuuko and Takeshi. Takeshi was a little bit more tentative, but Yuuri and Yuuko had a grand ol’ time sliding across the ice UNTIL…
  • Tragedy strikes!! Either Yuuko or Takeshi falls through the ice or something and THOUGH SHE ENDS BEING UP OKAY, the incident stays with Yuuri, instilling a deep fear of water and blocking his ability to bend that element
  • Eventually Yuuri starts traveling around the world to train. He struggles with air a little bit (since it’s the direct opposite of Earth). His friend Phichit, a fellow airbender trainee on Air Temple Island, helps him through it
  • When it’s finally time for Yuuri to master water he’s anxious AF. Phichit comes with him to the Northern Water Tribe as moral support (because airbenders are nomads!!! also yay BFFs!!!)
  • Yuuri is supposed to train under Waterbending Master Yakov BUT INSTEAD WHO GREETS HIM WHEN HE DISEMBARKS???
  • YOU GUESSED IT. A GORGEOUS, SILVER-HAIRED WATERBENDING MASTER WHO EXCITEDLY PROCLAIMS HE’S GOING TO BE YUURI’S TEACHER
  • Meanwhile Yuuri is freaking out because he assumes this means Yakov hates him already and can’t be bothered to work with an avatar who can’t waterbend (though admittedly Yakov might not know about that…)
  • Georgi, Mila, and Yurio are also waterbenders chillin up north w/ Master Yakov, mostly because I can’t bear to separate the Russian Nothern Water Tribe Drama Squad
  • Yurio spars by bending water into giant ice claws, bc of course he does Mr. Ice Tiger of the Northern Water Tribe
  • (Yurio is also an exceptionally good healer, something that he loudly resents but quietly appreciates when Yuuri occasionally gets banged up during training)
  • Victor tries some, uh…unconventional methods to unlock Yuri’s waterbending
  • Including a lot of stripping and attempts to share body heat (”but yuuuuuri you’re not used to the cold!!!!”)
  • At some point Victor drags Yuuri out into a canoe in the middle of the night so they can do some soul searching together. Yuuri FREAKS OUT but reluctantly going anyway.
  • They end up lying in the canoe in the middle of the ocean as Victor explains the connection between the moon and waterbending and the ocean spirit and etc. etc.
  • It’s while lying there, gently being rocked by the ocean and listening to Victor’s voice, that Yuuri realizes water can be safe and soothing. He slowly overcome his bending block after that
  • Yuuri’s begins to associate water with Victor. This makes it easier for Yuuri to trust his bending (because he trusts Victor!)
  • Also they pair skate at some point. bc why not.

    As to why Victor ends up training Yuuri instead of Yakov…
  • Yuuri moves super fluidly when he bends, which seems unusual for someone with earth as their native element. He bends as if he’s dancing
  • This catches Victor’s attention. Though Yuuri doesn’t realize this, Victor saw him bend once prior to him coming up north. Victor immediately thought “omg he already moves as if he IS water, i NEED to be the one to train him, i’m the only one who can tap into his potential!!!”
  • Victor pesters the shit out of yakov until he acquiesces. (”Fine Victor you can train him for one lunar cycle, but if he can’t move water by the next full moon I’m taking over”)
  • Also it’s feasible that Victor knew Korra when he was really really young. She recognized his potential early on and told him to look after the next Avatar for her.
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@koganelovesmcclain suggested i draw the voltron paladins as young justice characters the other day while i was catching up on YJ 1&2, and as usual it spiraled out of control. Heres all the paladins, other characters may be coming soon! 

More ideas i had below the cut..

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Tom à la ferme is quite similar to Killing Stalking

This is a psychological thriller film and it creep me out  . Well , maybe i’m a little axaggerated but without blood , killing , many kind of cheapy scary stuff , you can feel the fear from this film . Dolan is absolutely a genius .I’m now realizing how KS really remind me of this Film which i watched a long time ago .

As the writers and director of Tom à la ferme is a gay man - Xavier Dolan who is a young potential writer/director , Tom à la ferme is also about a gay man :

“ Tom, a young advertising copywriter, travels to the country for the funeral of his boyfriend Guillaume. There, he is shocked to learn that no one knows who he is, nor his relationship to the deceased. Guillaume’s brother Francis soon sets the rules of a twisted game. In order to protect the family’s name and the deceased’s grieving mother, Agathe, Tom now has to play the peacekeeper in a household whose obscure past bodes even greater darkness for his “trip” to the farm.  “ - wikipedia

                                      Shy , sweet and cute Tom 

The point is Francis is really an asshole . He literally locked Tom with him , he is a homophobic , an abuser . Sound familiars hah ? He is Sangwoo , only he is not a serial killer but Francis is violent . 

Through the film , you’ll see Francis emotional abuse Tom . Tom sometime try to escape . There are still some scene which was considered romantic in this movie like when Tom and Francis danced together 

Sorry for my bad language , i can’t show anything better. English is not my first language then i learned to speak French live in Paris now , my English’ve gone worse . But the movie itself is really good , amazing scene , amazing atmosphere setting . You need to watch it >.< 

All new character descriptions

I’m almost a hundred percent certain there’s already a write-up of them out there, but I wanted to have it down as fic-reference, so here’s all the descriptions for the skins and characters currently in the PTR
New(ish) lore information is bolded.


Ana Amari
MAIN TEXT: Former second in command of Overwatch, Ana Amari uses her skills and expertise to defend her home and the people she cares for
HORUS: Ana’s call sign was “Horus” when she served in the Egyptian Military during the Omnic Crisis
CAPTAIN AMARI: Captain Amari was Strike Commander Morrison’s Second in Command of Overwatch
SHRIKE: Recently, Ana has operated under the alias of “Shrike” and is wanted for espionage, assault and theft in Egypt
MERCIFUL: Ana’s Biotic Rifle uses a modified version of Mercy’s healing technology, though the weapon was created against the doctor’s wishes


Bastion
MAIN TEXT: Once a frontline combatant in the omnic crisis, this curious Bastion unit now explores the world, fascinated by nature and wary of a fearful humanity
OVERGROWN: Damaged in one of the battles of the omnic crisis, this lone bastion unit was reactivated in the black forest near Eichenwalde years later
OMNIC CRISIS: During the omnic crisis, Bastion units fought against humans in battles around the world:


D.Va
MAIN TEXT: D.Va is a former professional gamer who now uses her skills to pilot a state-of-the-art mech in defense of her country
JUNKER: Mech battles are one of the most popular forms of entertainment in Junkertown
TAEFEUKGI (SUMMER GAMES): During her time as a professional gamer, D.Va proudly represented South Korea in tournaments around the world

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it scares me that one day I won’t remember this day, this night, this moment. it scares me that one day, I’ll forget what it feels like to be this young, this full of potential. I’m wrapped up in a million things, and I feel like I’m letting time pass by, letting moments blur together and not grasping all that I can before everything changes

UPDATED: UNI/COLLEGE AU
Louis knows about beauty; the combination of qualities that pleases the aesthetic senses. He creates that combination every day in the garments he designs while studying fashion at uni. The cut of the design, the color of the fabric, the intricacy of the stitching; it all comes together to create something beautiful. When the science student with the long legs and dimpled smile agrees to model for him, Louis decides he’s found beauty personified. Harry just thinks Louis needs someone to show him how beautiful he is.the one where Louis’ pretty sure he’s already loved and lost his soulmate, and then he meets Harry.Harry’s a frat boy who is head over heels for Louis and Louis wants nothing to do with him.Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn’t stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes.Monica: You’ve got to see her again.
Ross: And why do you care so much?
Monica: Because! You could get to live out my fantasy!
Ross: You had fantasies about Emily?
Monica: No! Y’know, the fantasy! Meet someone from a strange land, fall madly in love, and spend the rest of your lives together.

The one where Harry Styles moves to Connecticut from England for nine months as a part of a study abroad program, and he just so happens to move in with Louis Tomlinson and family.Louis is an architecture student who can only think about the future. Harry is a baseball player who can only think about right now. Both are lonely for different reasons. Boybands bring them together.
Or, this may just be a long love letter to Louis’ voice, I’m not sure.
Based on the following prompt: Harry and Louis are university students who go to the same bar on the weekends. The bar has karaoke and Louis likes to sing Disney/Musical/Boyband songs sometimes. Harry thinks he’s cute so he starts singing Disney/Musical/Boyband songs and flirting with him while he’s on stage.Few can handle Louis Tomlinson on the dance floor, much less match him in skill and fervor. Louis has obviously met his soul mate; he just never expected him to be wearing a red snapback and to chew gum like an entitled Mercedes owner.
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A spring break (kind of) fake relationship AULouis comes to university looking for a drama degree and a purpose in life. He gets significantly more than he bargained for.
He’s got a secret stash of weed under the floorboards, his grades are going to shit and his mates keep getting pissed. There are secret passageways in the wardrobes and he really needs to get Niall a girlfriend. And most importantly, he can’t take his mind off the mysterious law student down the hall…Louis Tomlinson is a law student with a simple but effective four step plan: 1. Finish law school. 2. Get hired somewhere awesome. 3. Marry his best friend and boyfriend of two years, Harry. 4. Live happily ever after.
Harry Styles doesn’t know what he wants to do with his life, where he wants to go, who he wants to be, or if he even wants the college degree he’s almost completed. All he does know is who he’ll be with forever, as long as Louis wants to keep him around.
Or: the painfully realistic college au where everyone’s poor, lovesick, tired of school, terrified of the future, and still having the greatest times of their lives.“You’d better run, cause there’s no way you can hide from me.”
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Harry and Louis are the two most popular boys at SDSU, but they don’t get along. At all. They belong to rival fraternities and they are constantly playing pranks and screwing with each other. Everyone can see that the school slut and the pretty boy would never be friends, but when alcohol and parties are thrown in the mix, things can change.The next second, Harry is firing back, “If I wanted to kill you I could have just poisoned your fajitas.”
Louis rolls his eyes. “Clever boy.”
Harry feels his skin start to prickle with irritation. The way Louis talks to him, so condescending… Like he’s smarter than Harry… Fuck that.
“I don’t have time for this,” Harry says. “Some of us have schoolwork to do. And jobs to get to. So if you’ll excuse me.”
Harry doesn’t wait for a reply before he pushes past Louis, hoisting his bag further up his shoulder and rushing towards the door. No, not rushing. That would imply Louis is chasing him out. He walks to the door hastily.
He’s not sure, but he thinks he hears Louis mutter “Fucking wanker” before the door to the flat clicks shut behind him.
…Or, the one where Harry and Louis are unlikely uni flatmates who definitely don’t like each other and definitely won’t fall in love (even if Liam and Niall think otherwise).Harry can’t believe it when Louis, the boy he’s always had a tempestuous rivalry with, asks him to be his boyfriend. Well, pose as his boyfriend, that is—for a new television game show in which young couples are quizzed on how well they know each other for a jackpot of thirty grand.
Reluctantly, Harry agrees—because he’s got student loans to pay off, hasn’t he? What’s the harm? And he can totally deal with keeping his secret thing for Louis under wraps too. This is all just to win some money. It’s fine. No big deal. What could possibly go wrong?
Well, everything. Obviously.Louis is a film student, Harry is a musician, and shooting a music video doesn’t help on the path of trying not to fall in love.Everybody knows that Louis has never been one for serious boyfriends. His reputation around campus precedes him, which is why he doesn’t think twice before proudly telling his mother about his new and completely fabricated relationship with his oddly quiet and completely gorgeous new roommate Harry to shut her up about his lack of commitment. It’s the perfect lie; a flawless plan, or at least it was until Louis’ ordered to bring his fabulous new boyfriend home.louis tomlinson is awful. harry is just as difficult, and they’re both terrible to each other. it makes being in the same acapella group together quite complicated.

Uni AU, in which Harry is a part-time yoga instructor with rock hard nipples and skin-tight leggings, and Louis most definitely isn’t charmed.

After a seemingly meaningless one night stand, Louis accepts that he’ll never see Harry Styles again. The plan goes to shit when Harry ends up on his cheer team.
Basically, Louis’s cheer captain, and Harry doesn’t end up on the bleachers.Louis doesn’t do relationships. He’s been there, done it, got the scars to prove it. Never letting anyone too close, Louis can be head over heels for someone for one night but when morning comes, he will be out of the door, no feelings and no regrets.
Harry always gives too much, trusts too easily, falls too quickly. Even when he gets nothing in return.
Forced to attend University, Harry bumps into his sister’s roommate and another time, another day Harry would have been a goner the very second he’d laid eyes on Louis. But he’s already got the perfect boyfriend and Louis is the complete opposite of perfect.
Louis isn’t someone who Harry thought he could ever be with, and Louis never thought he’d break his rules for anyone.
Sometimes being wrong isn’t so bad after all.The Uni AU where Louis helps Harry figure out his sexuality, Niall crashes a bachelorette party, Liam works in a printing centre, and Zayn happens to need lots of printing done.It’s been over a year since Louis broke up with Harry and Harry still believes in forever. And maybe the world does, too.Tumblr!AU.
Louis is an insecure mess and he hides behind his blog. Harry’s a boy with a personality too bright and he’s everything Louis thought he would hate. They end up falling in love.Harry’s just finished his first year of uni on his way to becoming Dr. Harry Styles, Neurosurgeon. He’s young, he has endless potential, three amazing best mates, a new love and the world at his fingertips. The fact that his new boyfriend may or may not be a sex-worker, of course, throws a wrench into the works. But it’s not true. Really.
Probably.
It most definitely might not be entirely true. And that’s all Harry needs to know.The instructions were simple: seduce and destroy Harry Styles. Not once did they discuss the option of Louis actually falling in love. So, naturally, that’s exactly what he did.Uni AU. Harry had turned up at the halls of residence expecting fun, new friends, and maybe a life experience or two. What he doesn’t expect is a surprise roommate who’s loud and dramatic and obsessed with tea and is maybe, actually, all he’s ever wanted.American Uni AU. Harry Styles is a frat boy football star from the wealthy Styles Family athletic dynasty. A celebrity among football fans, he knows how to play, he knows how to party, and he knows how to fuck (all of which is well known among his legion of admirers).
Louis Tomlinson is a student and an athlete, but his similarities to Harry end there. Intelligent, focused, independent, and completely uninterested in Harry’s charms, Louis is an anomaly in a world ruled by football.
A bet about the pair, who might be more similar than they originally thought, brings them together. Shakespeare, ballet, Disney, football, library chats, running, accidental spooning, Daredevil and Domino’s Pizza all blend into one big friendship Frappucino, but who will win in the end?

“When a promising young potential jedi knight destined to restore balance and peace to all of existence was directed to you n you were entrusted by the universe with the responsibility to guide him and u let ur own personal vendettas interfere with ur teaching and were basically a huge dick the whole time and almost cost his last remaining loved ones their lives but u kno no one will care bc u talk cool and had a dramatic death scene” - @brucespringsteen

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She takes her job VERY seriously.  Best owl mom ever.

We are very lucky to have Betbait as a surrogate parent to the GHOW nestlings that we are unable to re-nest.  She spent many years on the public trail but is now retired and gets to spend each winter/spring doing her favorite activity - raising young to their full potential.  She provides an invaluable service to us.  

Bloodlines - 10 (Callum Lynch/Reader)

Part One  Part Two  Part Three  Part Four  Part Five  Part Six  Part Seven  Part Eight  Part Nine

@superwholockstringpuller this is what happens when you write angst…you pushed me to everything that happens after thissssssss….

Originally posted by andsowewalkalone

You sat next to Cal on some fold out chairs a few weeks later. You smirked a little at his fidgeting as he looked toward the horizon, “She’s going to make it.”

“I know…” He nodded a little patting his hands on his legs. He licked his lips finally looking at her, “It’s just she said she had this hitch in her foot yesterday…”

You reached over taking his hand getting him to stop for a moment, “She’s going to be fine. You trained her and you were trained by Aguilar, in person no less. She is going to be the best on the field.”

He smiled giving your hand a squeeze, “She is, isn’t she?”

You laughed a little to yourself, as he turned back eagerly looking for the class to appear. Everyone in the town had been sitting in the morning sun for an hour now waiting for their return.

Finally, children screeching from the lookout post alerted them to someone approaching. You smiled as Cal and several other fathers stood up looking for the potentials to return. You stood with him leaning over ever so slightly, “You know…regardless of the outcome…”

“I know…” He looked down to you, “She’ll be magnificent either way…”

“I was going to say there was still cake at the house…happy cake or sad cake…just remember that when she gets here.” You winked as you looked back to the field. You pointed, “I see someone.”

His eyes looked back toward the horizon as a small form appeared racing toward the finish line. A big grin came to his face, “It’s her! She’s going to make it!”

“It’s not that simple…” You told him with a sigh, “This is the final push…she’ll have to get past the last defense.”

He looked to you, “What do you mean?”

You moved closer to him so he could follow where you pointed, “There’s an assassin in the field. He’s been there all day. There’s one closer to us too.”

“Can you tell who it is?” He frowned making a fist.

You nodded crossing your arms, “Julian and…Sam.”

He looked to you worried then back to the field, “I didn’t know…”

“She’ll be fine.” You reassured him, though you had some doubts yourself.

Everyone watched as Risha pushed through the tall grass field running toward them. This is where young potentials made their mistakes. You could only hope for her now as Julian began to move toward her.

“She sees him.” Cal whispered.

“How do you know?” You glanced at him.

“You’ll see…” He smirked a little never taking his eyes off the field. You followed the girl across the field as Julian made a move to take her feet out from under her.

Risha moved like a river over rocks placing a firm hand down onto Julian’s face pushing off before she rounded off her landing with heavy blow to his back. The crowd winced for him as he let out a loud yell before she took off running again.

“I don’t see him.” Cal whispered scanning the area for her final opponent.

“That’s the point…Sam’s a master at infiltration…” You frowned, “He won’t be seen until he wants to.”

Risha ran for the finish until she began to slow down. Everyone in the crowd began to mutter as other potentials began to catch up. Cal looked her over carefully trying to read what she was thinking.

“Cal…” You whispered anxiety reaching you.

He shushed you as the crowd went silent. Finally, Risha ducked down as wooden blades shot at her. She was quick to move toward where they were coming from. More shot at her as she ducked and rolled out of the way. Never once did she stop moving.

Finally with a loud cry she leapt into the air throwing her feet out in front of her making Sam retreat from his hiding spot. She landed hard on her stomach making Cal flinch toward her, “Get up kiddo…”

Sam took quick steps toward her grabbing her by the hair. She let out a loud cry grabbing his hand. You reached for Cal’s hand as he made a fist. You’d explained that people got hurt during this, but it was still Risha.

Risha reached back grabbing Sam by the ear yanking hard enough that he loosened his grip. She took the moment to maneuver her way to face him. She grabbed his arm for support as she climbed up his body with her feet wrapping her legs around his neck. Using her momentum, she landed him down on his back before throwing her hand back she as if she had a blade on her wrist. She cried out as she slammed it down over his heart.

Sam stared at her letting her hair go he nodded. She turned quickly for the finish line. Cal couldn’t contain himself any longer as he rushed over to the finish line with many others.

You watched the pair of them light up when they made eye contact. Risha pushed herself faster running into his arms. You smiled as he lifted her up into air as everyone crowded around her, the seasons next assassin.

Cal put her down and she looked at him breathing hard, “I did.”

“You did.” He smiled cupping her face with his hand affectionately like a father.

You walked over with Eli and Ren. The children gave their big sissy a hugs as you held out a bottle of water to her, “Well done.”

“Thank you.” She nodded to you before downing the entire bottle.

Once everyone settled down and all the potentials were in. The elders gathered in front of everyone, “We have these opportunities to prove ourselves…to better ourselves…to ensure the safety of our people and the world. Today Risha…a girl who’s dealt with so much loss, has proven that she is more than just a girl…she is an assassin.”

Cal smiled giving Risha a wink. She smiled from behind the elders. He leaned over to you, “When she makes her declaration…she’s going to pick music. We should get her a piano…even just a small one.”

You smiled and nodded, “I’m sure we can work that out with everyone.”

“Now…as is our custom Risha will come forward and declare what she desires. No matter how big or small…it will be done.” The elder turned to her, “My dear…”

Risha swallowed and stepped forward looking at everyone. She cleared her throat, “Um…I know it’s become a custom to ask for a skill that we could be trained in…and I had intended to do just that, but…”

Cal’s mouth dropped open surprised, “Has she said anything to you about changing her declaration?”

“No.” You shook your head as Risha went on.

“It’s a little short of a year since my father died…and I miss him.” She smiled sadly, “But I’ve been given such a gift already. Callum Lynch and Y/N L/N. They have given me a home. They have given me food…siblings…and so much that I can never thank them enough. Know that I will be thanking them for eternity.”

You felt a hitch in your throat as she went on, “My declaration isn’t for a weapon…or a skill set. Today I’m declaring that Cal and Y/N are my parents. I will no longer call them by their names…but by the loving roles they have provided for me…Mom and Dad.”

Cal sniffed as a tear rolled down his cheek. He took your hand tightly as she continued, “While I will have a different name…I will honor all traditions of parents with them. Every mother’s day…every father’s day will be theirs from this day forward. I will honor them like I honor my birth parents, with love and respect.”

“You are sure that this is what you want?” The elder looked at her.

“I don’t need anything material…” She looked over to the pair of you crying together, “as my parents provide everything I could ever want.”

She moved away from the elders and walked over to you both. Cal stood up embracing her tightly like a father should, “Oh Risha…”

You stood up looking at them wiping another tear away as Risha took your hand, “I love you guys.”

Cal final let her go and she moved to you hugging you tightly. You smiled kissing her cheek, “We love you…we always love you. You will always have a home; you will never be without.”

After the emotional scene everyone broke for the large banquet that was set up nearby. Many mothers walked over to you congratulating you on the gaining of another child. Fathers did the same to Cal.

You watched Risha carefully as masters approached her to discuss the next portion of her training. She had a long road ahead of her and you worried. Becoming an assassin required so much sacrifice.

Cal came over with a couple of drinks and sat down next to you, “They’re never going to leave her alone are they?”

You shook your head taking the drink he handed to her, “Nope…they want her to be ready.”

“She’s more ready then most assassins.” You both turned looking at Sam. He shifted a little on his feet taking in a deep breath, “Never seen someone move like that.”

Cal looked at him, “We came up with a few new things…to give her an edge.”

Sam smiled a little and nodded, “Well it worked. You’ve got well-disciplined daughter, Cal.”

Cal nodded slowly looking at him, “Thank you.”

“That’s why this really sucks…” Sam took a step closer them, “That I have to break up your new family unit so soon…”

You looked at him and frowned, “…you’re sending him on a mission?”

“I’m not…I don’t think he’s cut for it yet…” Sam licked his lips, “The council thinks he’s a fit for this job though.”

Cal swallowed and stood up stepping closer to Sam, “…When?”

“In three days…overseas.” Sam told him, “That’s all I can say here. Council wanted me to let you know…so you could settle things before leaving.”

“Alright, thank you Sam.” Cal sighed watching him turn walking away. He took a deep breath before looking at you, “Y/N…”

You shut your eyes to try and stop the tears of worry. It didn’t work, so you quickly put your hands over your face. You felt him put his hands on your knees as he whispered your name. You looked at him tears dripping off your nose to his face, “Cal…I can’t…”

“You won’t.” He smiled at you shaking his head taking your face in his hands, “You won’t. I’ll be back…”

“Cal…” He wiped the tears from your face before silencing you with a kiss.

“I love you.” He whispered resting his forehead against yours, “That love will bring me home.”

anonymous asked:

Will you try a Sirius x mermaid reader? Like a beautiful little mermaid kind of mermaid? Like maybe the marauders are out on a boat or a trip to an island and he meets her? Thanks love! Xx

I’m sorry, this is kind of shitty????

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It was a shimmer of color. A glimmer of curiosity against the dark blue of the seemingly endless ocean. Pink? Or was it red? Possibly purple? The scales seemed to change color before Sirius’ eyes. 

“Hey, Moony,” Sirius called over the crashing of waves against the boat. 

“Yeah?” 

“Do you see that?” Sirius pointed in the distance, attempting to spot the bright color against the repetitive blue. 

“See what, mate?” Remus questioned, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. 

Sirius huffed, “Oh, never mind.”

Sirius knew what he had seen. A tail far too large for an average fish. A color far too rare for some creature from the deep. He’d heard the stories of mythical beings who made their home under the water. Poseidon’s sons and daughters. But was it possible he had truly spotted one?

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A boy. A real boy. Well, a group of them. But, the one with the ebony hair had captured your attention. And you had unknowingly attracted his. 

There were rules, of course. Mermaids couldn’t interact directly with humans. But your mind was racing with the possibilities. You felt an immediate connection to the young man. A potential friend. A lover. A soulmate. 

You had no doubts in your heart that somehow you two would meet. Some random circumstance. An act from above. Something. Something that would bring you and the mysterious sailor together. Hopefully, in a forever kind of way.

Originally posted by bentbarnes