#it's 4:16 am and I cannot fall back asleep

[imaushi-ji]

I think the anxiety of living is catching up to me

[mcl602023]

summary: y/n and drew break up and she writes a song about him what will his reaction be?

⏳-angst/sad.

warnings? not really apart from crying and arguing.

i recommend listening to the song whilst reading!!!!

who do i call now?

4 months ago.

still in the blue say that i miss you silence.

i sit on my bed staring at nothing. i feel empty like ive been used and like i was never anything but a place holder.

sit on my phone tryna refrain from dialling.

looking at his contact on my phone. i still haven't changed his name or his picture.

wondering do i call? or do i leave him alone?

say when we're good then we're good when we're bad we're a disaster.

(flashback)

were sat here laughing over a joke about something silly he heard earlier whilst he was at set "god i love you" he says making my stomach erupt into butterfly's

"i love you so much more" i reply kissing his cheek.

(...)

2 hours later.

"god your so insecure it's actually a joke!"he screams at me.

i feel the tears filling up my eyes blurring my vision.

"it's not my fault okay? you know what i've been through im sorry"i shout back with a wobbly and shaky voice.

he scoffs rubbing his hands over his face.

"it's honestly pathetic you really think there's something going on with me and her?"he questions with anger written all over his face and venom in his words.

"well it's a little bit hard not to overthink it when your hand is on her ass!"i spit back.

make out, slam the door then text you right after.

he walks up to me grabbing my face in his hands and giving me a harsh kiss before walking over to the door opening it and slamming it shut as he walks out.

drew💗

__________________________________

i'm sorry, come home x

read 16:21.

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i don't miss the drama but god i miss your laughter.

(end of flashback)

present day.

drew's pov.

"guys quick she's on stage in a minute!" i hear madelyn shout from hers and chases living room.

jesus why am i even here i think to myself sitting down on the couch.

just then the tv presenter starts speaking.

"please welcome to the stage y/n y/l/n!."

she appears on the screen looking beautiful. she's dyed her hair y/h/c and is now y/h/l.

and oh my god does she look so good in the outfit she's wearing.

austin shushes everyone as y/n begins singing.

"so who do i call now? i'd give it all now just to be fighting in the kitchen hearing the crash of broken dishes."

i start to get flashbacks of us arguing and me smashing dishes when everything got too much.

"thought it was bad then this heartache is hellbent id fall asleep to the television drown out the sound of your voice missing."

"now i'd do anything for you to yell at me."

"she looks heartbroken. why did i do this to her?" i silently question myself.

(flashback)

y/ns pov.

you left so quietly

but your silence is deafening.

i wake up the morning after another big argument with drew.

i reach over and pat the bed expecting his warmth to be there.

but there's nothing? he was in bed when i came back home though?

where is he?

i brush of the negative feeling in my gut that tells me something isn't right.

i walk out of our shared bedroom and begin to make myself coffee when i notice nearly all of his belongings are gone.

what the fuck?

i notice a note left on the coffee table.

"y/n im sorry but i need to focus on myself and i cannot do that if i am with you.i love you and im sorry it ended like this -drew."

(end of flashback)

drew's pov.

"hung by a thread sometimes i wish you'd cut it hit me so low then act like your so above it"

i can feel the intense stares of my friends but my focus remains on y/n as she sings i can see small tears falling down her beautiful face that you wouldn't notice unless you were actually looking.

"see when we're high we're so high then we crash and we shatter and make out like we're fine and fall back into old patterns"

"i don't miss the drama but god i miss your laughter"

"bro you messed up" i hear jd saying while slightly shaking his head.

"i know okay you don't have to tell me"i reply with a tear running across my cheek.

i zone out while she's singing a verse but eventually come back into reality when i hear the beat fasten up and get bassiser.

"i always come back like a sickness built the antibodies up get you out my system the audacity to call yourself the victim kick me down say it's not malicious"

"you use it all against me when i tell you things or even worse your not listening i used to go to you for everything"

i remember all the times she showed up at my doorstep before we moved in together crying about a minor thing that she didn't really need to be crying over.

"so who do i, who do i call now?".

And just like that the songs over and the crowd is cheering.

“i'd just like to thank you all for listening to this song tonight it means the world to finally be able to perform this for you"

she begins speaking and just hearing her voice is enough to have a few more tears stream down my face.

"i love you all thank you for tonight, goodnight!"

she shouts into the mic before running off stage.

what have i done?

my sweet beautiful y/n. i miss the way after every argument you'd still have a glimmer of hope in your eyes. i miss the way your eyes would sparkle with joy and happiness.

i took that from you.

i'm so sorry angel.

i will forever regret my mistake.

______________________________________

a/n: okay so this is my first time writing an imagine and idk this feels so cringe 😭

[cressthebest]

Art Heist, Baby! thoughts pt. 10

chapter 28:

this is the heist chapter, so i’m just gonna make it its own post. it will be too long otherwise

1. james thinks that falling in love with regulus is the most exciting thing he’s ever done- more so than the literal heist. they’re so in love

2. hell yeaaaah babey! they even have the clothes sharing trope. regulus looks so small in james’ big t-shirt. fuck yeah

3. they’re all nervous and getting tea in the kitchen <3 they all get along and love each other. do NONE of them have melatonin tho??? babes, medically force yourself to sleep atp

4. peter swears barty’s snoring is so loud there is two people in there. 👀 evan perhaps??

5. i love mary and lily’s friendship so much. like, i love their background friendship in this fic so much. like, i cannot even use words to express how much i love it

6. remus and james fell in love with stars and it’s the most important thing about the heist to them. wait. hold up. i just.

7. “Anyone would be lucky to marry you, James Potter. Plus, I didn’t really think Regulus was the wear your t-shirt, fall asleep in your lap, dance on countertops, type either and yet, here he is.” sobbing. literally sobbing.

8. remus and james being best freinds in this fic instead of the typical sirius and james freindship is healing in ways i didn’t think would need healing. i am healed. they are forever going to be in each others lives.

9. sirius and james matching 😭😭😭. but it also raises the question of what the others are wearing. jeans and blouses? night clothes? leggings?

10. tensions are so high. i feel like i need to be clutching my pearls and holding my breath. this is so stressful. i’m so worried something will go horribly wrong. so stressed

11. i’m also concerned why they are worried about fingerprints but aren’t wearing gloves

12. oh good, they’re wearing gloves actually

13. i love that part of the way sirius’ has his pure blood character show in here is by the way he can tell the price, quality, painter, and style of a painting just by looking at it

14. i love that after the first wolfstar kiss remus got back to james and told him everything. and i love that sirius and james are bringing this up during the heist when their LITERAL LIVES ARE ON THE LINE

15. oh shit there’s footsteps. i’m so worried for sirius and james

16. thank FUCKING GOD THEY ALL MADE IT OUT ALIVE AND UNSCATHED AND SAFE OH GOD I WAS SO SCARED OH MY GODDDDDD

17. still getting a bit of a rosekiller vibe here…

18. shit fuck no shit fuck shit fuck shit fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck shit shit shit fuck fuck fuck fuck shit shit shit fuck fuck fuck fuck shit shit shit fuck shit fuck holy fucking shit there’s police and sirens and holy fucking shit shit shit. stop no, i had such high hopes

19. oh no james thinking that sirius tipped the police off. (but i’m getting a bit of a feeling that this will be parallel to the peter betrayal moments in canon)

20. (not barty letting out a maniacal laugh during a fucking car chase. he’s not helping the sociopath claims)

21. not pandora playing the euphemia card.

22. also, once again, i would like to make a callback to my previous thoughts on point number 18. still thinking that. very worried.

23. god, not james saying i love you to regulus while the police have opened fire on him. i’m so worried. god.

24. it will be fine tho. there’s 10 chapters left. and james isn’t the one who dies. i will be fine.

25. james was shot 😳

26. and they’re all on the plane. they survived. end of chapter. thank fucking god.

[h00nerz]

h00nerz 1k celebration!

˚⁎⁺˳. ⊹ wowowowow we did it!!! thank you so much for 1k followers!! to celebrate, i am going to be hosting a oneshot game! below i will list the rules as well as some prompts you can use to send in! thank you again!!

RULES!

⊹ i will be accepting requests for mostly txt members, though you may also request enhypen or nct (maybe skz too) members and i may accept if i have enough inspo

⊹ to send a request, please send me the idol of your choice as well as a number from the prompt list. you are also welcome to include some plot points you would like to see, feel free to get as specific as you’d like!

⊹ i don’t write smut, pregnancy or any super dark themes so don’t ask please

⊹ if your request doesn’t inspire me, i might not write it.

⊹ please be patient and nice!! if you’re rude or try to rush me, i won’t do your request.

⊹ UPDATE : please send more hyuka and soobin requests pls pls pls pls pls i’m not accepting anymore for anybody except for him

PROMPTS!

i used this post and this post to come up with a list!

1. “shit, i think i’m in love with them.”

2. “i could never say no to you.”

3. “they would be so mad if they found out.” “fuck ‘em.”

4. “i’m tired of having to pretend we hate each other.”

5. “why are you crying?”

6. “i wish i met you sooner.”

7. “i told you not to fall in love with me.”

8. “let’s not go back. not ever.”

9. “i’d shout it from the rooftops if i could.”

10. “you know i only tease you cause i love you.”

11. “you’re cute when you’re jealous.”

12. “we should compare hands. y know, science.”

13. “you’re lucky that you’re cute.”

14. “i just wanted to make sure you’re okay.”

15. “you feel like home to me.”

16. “how about a kiss before i go?”

17. “you always see the good in people. even me.”

18. “let’s go somewhere. just you and me.”

19. “we’re a team.”

20. “i’m not ever leaving you.”

21. “don’t listen to them.”

22. “i love you. every single thing about you.”

23. “i’m not blushing. i don’t blush.”

24. “friends kiss each other, right?”

25. “i was sort of hoping you needed me. is that selfish?”

26. “i want to deserve you. i’m trying to deserve you.”

27. “just let me look at you for a little bit.”

28. “i never realized how much i needed you until you weren’t there.”

29. “look at me.”

30. “is this what you think love is?”

31. “i didn’t know where else to go.”

32. “you don’t mean that.”

33. “i can’t pretend anymore.”

34. “you’re all i can think about.”

35. “i am so very in love with you.”

36. “it’s you. it’s always been you.”

37. “i cannot stand you, and yet, i cannot fathom being away from you.”

38. “you are everything. everything.”

39. “no one will ever come close to you.”

40. “you’re so cute when you’re half asleep.”

41. “i’ve kind of been in love with you since we were kids.”

42. “you don’t have to pretend around me.”

43. “all i want is for you to look at me the way you look at them.”

44. “can i convince you to stay?”

45. “close your eyes.”

46. “i really want to kiss you right now.”

47. “everyone else might be buying it, but i’m not. what’s wrong?”

48. “don’t change the subject. i saw you crying.”

49. “i can’t get you out of my head.” “…thanks?”

50. “i feel weird when you’re around.” “do you have a fever?”

[lovelaceisntdead]

Let's do... 4, 15, 16, 26, 32, and 46? 🩵

Thank you Max love you the most 🧡

4. Do you sleep on your back, stomach or side? 

All of the above. I am a very active sleeper even with my weighted blanket, I have to do at least one full rotation before I can even fall asleep.

15. What’s your favorite season? 

Autumn!!! I am an autumn baby and it is just objectively the best season. Autumn come back to me I am dreading the summer.

16. Want any tattoos? What of? 

Yes definitely I want something gory and gay. And I want some kind of haunted house tattoo. I don't have any yet mostly because I just cannot afford but yes.

26. What are some seemingly childish things you like? 

Answered here 🧡

32. If you could go anywhere right now, where would you go? 

I would go to burlington to go be gay with lila on her birthday right now. please.

46. What do you need when you’re sad? 

Answered here 🧡

asks

[rp-meme-central]

Firefly - Shindig - sentence starters

1. “I like watching the game. As with other situations, the key seems to be giving _____ a heavy stick and standing back.”

2. “Tell me, do all ______ there pay for their dates, or just young, rich ones with stamina?” 

3. “I don’t suppose you’d find it up to standards of your outings. More conversation, and somewhat less petty theft and getting hit with pool cues.”

4. “Too much foofaraw. If I’m going to wear a dress, I want something with some slink.” 

5. “I’m trying to offer you something, you know. A life. If you want it.” 

6. “These girls have the most beautiful dresses. And so do I! How about that?” 

7. “I like our party better. The dress code’s easier and I know all the steps.” 

8. “Don’t fall asleep now. Sleepiness is weakness of character, ask anyone.” 

9. “Here lies my beloved ______. My autumn flower. Somewhat less attractive now that she’s/he’s/they’re all corpisfied and gross.” 

10. “Don’t you just love this party? Everything’s so fancy, and there’s some kind of hot cheese over there.” 

11. “Forgive my rudeness. I cannot abide useless people.” 

12. “You have no call trying to make me ashamed of my job. What I do is legal.” 

13. “My work’s illegal, but at least it’s honest.” 

14. “I could belong here. Call me pretentious, but there is some appeal in that.” 

15. “Up until the punching, it was a real nice party.” 

16. “______ insulted you. I hit him/her/them. Seemed like the thing to do. Why’d this get so complicated?” 

17. “I don’t know what you got in your head, but I didn’t do this to prove some kind of point to you. I actually thought I was defending your honor.” 

18. “What we need is a diversion. I say _____ gets naked.” 

19. “You don’t need strength as much as speed. We’re fragile creatures. It takes less than a pound of pressure to cut skin.” 

20. “You have a strange sense of nobility, _____. You’ll lay a man out for implying I’m a whore, but you keep calling me one to my face.” 

21. “I may not show respect for your job, but _____ didn’t respect you. That’s the difference.” 

22. “You think following the rules will buy you a nice life, even if the rules make you a slave.” 

23. “Best be careful, _____. I hear these things are sharp.” 

24. “Mercy is the mark of a great _____. Guess I’m just a good ______. Well, I’m all right.” 

25. “See how I’m not punching _____? I think I’ve grown.” 

26. “You’ll have to rely on your winning personality to get ______. God help you.” 

27. “Thank you for the wine. It’s... very fresh.” 

28. “I got stabbed, you know. Right here.” 

29. “Don’t care much for fancy parties. Too rough.”

30. “I am grateful, you know, for the ill-conceived and high-handed attempt to defend my honor, although I didn’t want you to.” 

[inkribbon796]

Egotober 2022 Day 10: A Faulty Wire

Summary: Henrik’s a bit under the weather, which seems to be a perfect time for his favorite glitchy demon to show up.

Prompt: Virus

Characters: Anti, Henrik

Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31

Henrik walked through the hall of his apartment towards the kitchen. He hadn’t been sleeping well all week. Not an uncommon thing to happen to him. The stress he’d been under at the hospital.

As he stumbled through his house, still half asleep, and went to his fridge to find the light on the fridge was off and the microwave was turned off. The fridge and freezer were still cold but they didn’t feel as cold as they should have been.

Because he was so tired and already hadn’t been sleeping well, he banged on the wall next to the closet light switch. “Anti! Get out here!”

The glitch demon shot out of the coffee machine, holding a cup of coffee and looking incredibly smug with himself. He glitches as his aura infected his own like a computer virus. “Hey, what’s up doc.”

“Vhy is this damaged?” Henrik demanded, gesturing to his cooling fridge. “Vhy does nothing in my house have power?”

“I stress eat,” Anti told him, shrugging.

“Then don’t do it in my house, I need my coffee in the morning,” Henrik said.

“I got it, I got it,” Anti walked over to the closest lightswitch and his aura sank into the lightswitch. All the lights in the house flickered twice before the microwave began blinkering and the light in the fridge came back on.

Henrik grabbed the jug of cold water to get himself a drink, put back the jug and then slammed the fridge door and went back to bed.

Henrik did manage to get a little bit of sleep. Anti didn’t bother him.

When he came back into his kitchen, Anti was lurking around in his electronics, fucking with the anti-virus in his computer. His already old computer would probably have to be replaced and Henrik was not looking forward to it.

The German doctor felt so incredibly tired and he immediately began making a pot of coffee. His head hurt and he generally felt awful.

“You don’t look so hot, doc,” Anti said, startling Henrik a little bit because he hadn’t hurt him get closer.

“I am fine,” Henrik said as he waited for his coffee and tried to make himself some toast.

Anti was watching him very intently and Henrik glared at him.

“You look sick,” Anti said.

“I cannot be sick, the hospital needs me,” Henrik said.

He tried to take stock of his body. He felt sick, maybe there was some illness working its way through him. And that weird bout of symptoms he’d seen at the hospital a couple of days ago had worked its way into his system. Like some insidious virus in his body. He hadn’t noticed himself coughing up blood yet but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t.

As Henrik thought he was cut off when he became away of Anti moving closer to him.

“You smell weird,” Anti said.

“I’ll take a shower then,” Henrik said, glaring at Anti.

“No, like you smell weird,” Anti said, inching closer until he was almost a couple of inches away from Henrik’s face.

And something in Henrik just snapped.

“Anti!” Henrik shouted before beginning to berate him in German, his English just falling away as he told Anti to leave him alone and then snagged his bag before storming out of the apartment.

Anti just watched him go with a look on his face. He committed himself to following Henrik at work but kept his distance from the doctor.

Henrik was left to stew in his thoughts. Shortly after leaving the house he started feeling better but he did get tested to make sure his lungs were alright. They were and Henrik was already feeling better. So he just assumed it was because he hadn’t been sleeping very well and was just stressed out.

It didn’t make Henrik feel any better, and it made him feel bad about yelling at Anti in the morning.

As he was leaving, Anti met him at his car. He was just sitting in the backseat of Henrik’s car and gave him a bit of a freight and caused Henrik to curse at him in German before calming down.

“Got bored, saw you coming out of work,” Anti lied, looking disinterested enough for Henrik to believe it without a second thought.

“I am sorry I snapped at you earlier,” Henrik told Anti. “It should not have been done.”

“It’s fine, doc, I’m sure we’ll think of something you can do to make it up to me,” Anti said, his normal smug self.

He moved to the front seat, glitching through the seat itself to get to the spot he wanted.

Henrik smiled at him. He started the car. “I am certain we could think of something.”

Anti began shit talking as they drove back to Henrik’s apartment. The doctor seemed fine and seemed eager to put the rather minor argument they’d had behind them.

But Anti knew better, he’d gotten a good look at Henrik in the morning while his defenses had been down. He wasn’t sure what had happened, but he’d seen it in Henrik’s face. There was some insidious virus working its way through the doctor’s body.

Obviously it wasn’t killing him yet, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t in danger.

So, Anti had decided to keep an especially close eye on Henrik. Something had been done to him while Anti had his back turned and he didn’t like it. When he found out who had gotten Henrik sick, he would have to kill them.

[leggigoesabroad]

Karma is the guy on the Chiefs coming straight home to me

Writing this first post from Eli’s mini iPad that Hil lent to me for this trip to Africa, while in the pitch black in my tented king bed at Kifaru House in Laikipia, Kenya. What a sentence! Also, typing on an iPad is much harder than a computer so bear with any formatting problems or typos. It’s 5:26 am and I leave for the morning game drive at 6:30. I woke up at 4 am unable to fall back asleep so I’m just leaning into it. Plenty of time for a nap later.

Well well well! To back up, I’m im Africa for about 16 days for an amazing safari through work. This is one of the perks of the job and it doesn’t feel real. Lots of stress anxiety and prep went into it, and I’m finally here. The flights were LESS than enjoyable - 9 hours Denver to Frankfurt, two hour layover, and another 9 hours to Nairobi. I hit a wall with about 5 hours left in the last flight and wanted to jump off the wing of the plane. Joints ached, stomach hurt, couldn’t sleep or get comfortable, you name it. Thinking of paying to upgrade the way home to economy plus because maybe I’m upgraded cabin category rich? We’ll see! I got in late, around 11 pm, and was whisked to Giraffe Manor in Nairobi. It’s a very famous hotel known for the way the giraffes who live there lean their heads into the breakfast nook and eat off the table. Very on brand for instagram influencers which I BASICALLY NOW AM. I was so grateful for the bed when I got there I barely took in my surroundings for the 12 hours I was there, but I will never forget the amazing shower. Tbh all of the showers so far have been incredible. Powerful, boiling hot, like getting a deluge of hot water with amazing pressure and simply washing away my ~pain. I was treated to a delicious breakfast at Giraffe Manor while the staff tried to entice the giraffes to come nearby despite the rain, and one actually did! I was happily watching another couple take pics with her and then the staff asked if I wanted some too, so I jumped at the chance bc why not?! deeply grateful I put on Glow Screen before breakfast because my skin simply glowed in the photos. It sounds dumb but looking back on rare photos and looking busted is so disappointing - so wear the minimal makeup! You won’t regret it!

My Safari Director, Wesley, picked me up at 10 am to go over to Giraffe Centre, which is the other side of the same fields as Giraffe Manor. That was almost equally cool - I got to hand feed the giraffes there. Tbh Giraffe Manor was awesome, but a little over-hyped for me. People lose their minds trying to book it because it’s so famous on social media, but it’s ludicrously expensive and so so so hard to get. I don’t think it’s worth all of that! My biggest takeaway will be lightly guiding my guests against it now that I’ve experienced it. Maybe not my company’s goal but hey you can’t control my takeaways!!!

We then went on to Sheldrick Wildlife Trust, an elephant orphanage and rehabilitation center. This has been my favorite thing so far. I could talk about it forever. The 27 baby elephants in their care were all located when their mothers died of various causes - poaching, drought. Baby elephants cannot survive in the wild without a mother, as they need to nurse for the first few years of their life. The Trust brings them in for the first few years of their life and takes care of them in their infancy, with the goal of eventually reintroducing them in the wild into a new herd, which is a 5-10 year process. They slowly wean them off milk and give them more and more time in the wild. The elephants come back each night to sleep with their keepers, and eventually don’t come back every night, spending more and more time with their new families until they don’t come back at all. 😭 The Trust has saved and successfully reintroduced over 300 elephants in their tenure, and the elephants will always remember the humans when they see them again. Elephants have got to be the most fascinating creatures on earth, bar none. Maybe octopus come close?! I could have stayed there all day listening to their stories. And this was in the middle of aggressive jet lag so you know it was really gripping!

We met up with my colleague Krista for lunch, who I’ll be spending the rest of safari with. Krista is lovely and we get along great, so it will not be a difficult way to spend 15 days! After lunch we checked into our next hotel for the night, Hemingways Nairobi. In contrast to Giraffe Manor, we book a TON of guests there so it was great to experience it firsthand. I was supposed to take copious notes on every detail of the place but the exhaustion simply did not allow! I’m on day 4 now so hoping it starts to abate soon, but the anti malaria pills I’m on have me all fucked up. They cause crazy vivid dreams and also a need to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night. I’m not miserable by any means, but it could be better! Wesley assures me the side effects will stop and I would love that. They make the passage of time weird too. I’ll feel like I’ve been sleeping forever, and will wake up and look at my phone, and it’s only an hour after I went to bed. What?!

Also, yesterday was my little Len’s first birthday. Gutted to miss it half a world away, but my parents took excellent care of her and gave her a “yes” day. The best kind of day!!! She’s a very lucky girl. And she leaves in a few days to go to her two week board and train program. It will be so good for her, but if I think about it too long I’ll cry, because I know she won’t understand where she’s going or why or where her family is. She will adjust because dogs live in the moment but still, sobs.

I have more to write about yesterday and our first game drives - they were so special. But it’s almost 6 and I need to meditate and get dressed! As jet lag continues to improve i hope I’ll be able to blog daily. But holding this little iPad hurts my hands and thumbs. Oh well! Off to see the African sunrise :)

[fxa]

oh boy i sure love to sleep *body makes me sleep for 27 hours at a time three times a week* wait not like that

[sips-tea-cutely]

Loving you, distantly — 800 followers event

“I stare at you, how beautiful you seem. If only you could know my true feelings”

a/n: woo! thank you sm 🫶🫶

rules:

not an nsfw/angst event, just some tooth-rotting confession fluff~ (maybe hurt/comfort 🤭🤭)

tell me which character you’d like as well as which prompt/s

specify gender plz!!

only gonna write for fandoms in my do’s

GO CRAZY ILY

credits to @/creativepromptsforwriting

1. “I couldn’t live with myself, if I didn’t tell you.”

2. “I never dared to even dream about you feeling the same.”

3. “Do I really have to spell it out for you? I love you! Are you happy now?”

4. “I don’t want to sound cheesy, but I need you to know how I feel.”

5. “This is just too much, I can’t act like this anymore, like I don’t love you!”

6. “I know this is not how we do things, but we can’t ignore our feelings any longer!”

7. “Well, you still love me, right?” “I do.”

8. “I really, really like your stupid face.”

9. “You never believe me! If I told you right now that I love you, would you even believe me?”

10. “I want to wake up next to you. Every morning.”

11. “It’s like you never really see me. I’m standing right in front of you and you don’t see me!”

12. “You have to come back to me. Because I cannot do this without you.”

13. “I love you, okay? I love you!”

14. “I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

15. “How you made me fall in love with you is still beyond me.”

16. “I didn’t want to tell you like this, but I have no choice.”

17. “Don’t you see that there are people who care about you? That I care about?”

18. “I am only going to say this once, so you better listen – I love you.”

19. “I can’t lose you again! Please, don’t make me lose you again.”

20. “This was not how I wanted you to find out, but I also don’t want to take it back.”

21. “We need to stop dancing around it. All it does, is hurting us both!”

22. “I cannot stop smiling when I look at you.”

23. “My heart aches to be with you.”

24. “I can’t stop thinking about you. When I wake up, when I’m about to fall asleep…”

25. “You will never lose me. I will always be right here beside you.”

26. “I want you to be happy. And I would love it to be with me.”

27. “I think I like you a lot more than I like anyone.”

28. “There is something missing, when you’re not here with me.”

29. “It’s hard for me to describe what I feel for you… but just know that it’s love nonetheless.”

[animerina]

Wine for Freedom-16

Chapters: (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) (9) (10) (11) (12) (13) (14) (15) (16) (17) (18) (19) (20) (21) (22)

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Thranduil x F!Reader

Summary: The Reader is left with nothing but three bottles of wine after Smaug destroys Laketown and somehow becomes Thranduil’s new brewmaster.

Note: 18+ ONLY, minors DNI. This started as a one shot and ended up as a full story. You can read the rest on A03.

All Italics are Elvish.

Chapter 16: A Reason to Rejoice

Thranduil had dragged me back to our chambers not long after I had sat by the window. I did not know what he said or did to the healer, but I found I cared little. I was angry and why should I not be? However, I worried Thranduil would be sour with how I intervened, but I just couldn’t help but say something to defend myself.

After the chamber door shut, I tried to gauge Thranduil’s mood, but he refused to meet my gaze. I was suddenly horrified with the thought that perhaps part of him believed what he had been told. Gods, what was I to do?

“You cannot really believe I have been unfaithful, can you?” I whispered wanting him to hear me, but equally afraid of his response.

“Of course not,” he shook his head frustratedly. “I am not human like you. I can feel our bond. I would know if you had.”

“You know I would never!” I argued.

“I know, meleth nin. I know.” He stepped away from me. “But even hearing the rumor upsets me.”

“I’ve done nothing wrong, Thranduil.”

“I am aware!”

Obviously still upset, his words came out sharp. He took a moment to control himself before speaking again, taking a calming deep breath. “The only thing you have done is love me,” he sighed out. “I am not angry with you, Y/N.”

“Good,” I snatched his hand in mine. “I would be very sad if you were.”

That seemed to soften his demeanor slightly, and I caught the corner of his lips curl into a soft smile. He raised my hand to his lips before turning back to me.

“I must take care of a few things, darling. Please stay here until I return.”

He didn’t give me a chance to argue as he walked back out the chamber doors leaving me alone in the room. I know I had done nothing, and he was not angry, but I suddenly felt that I was being punished regardless. Saddened, I sat down on the plush sheets and fell back against the pillows with a sigh. I blamed the turmoil of emotions growing inside me on my pregnancy, though I knew I was not far along enough for that to affect me yet. Thranduil would have defended me regardless, I assured myself trying to not let my tears fall. He would never believe those lies.

——

I must have fallen asleep because I was now being awoken by Calanthe’s soft voice. My eyes cracked open and I groaned, sitting myself up to face the elleth.

“You must have been quite tired, mellon,” she tittered and helped me sit up. It was only then that I noticed how dim the light was.

“King Thranduil did not wish to wake you. You looked too peaceful to disturb.”

“He was here?” I asked quickly forgetting my grogginess. There was a tightness in my chest as I recalled our talk earlier, the uncomfortable feeling returning. I sat up and let Calanthe lead me over to the vanity.

“Yes, but he wished for you to rest. Dinner will begin shortly.”

“I did not mean to sleep so long,” I whined. “I had things I wished to do.”

“And you will have time to do them tomorrow, but for now, we need to get ready for dinner.”

“I will dine in this.” I gestures to the slightly wrinkled dress I was in. It still looked nice enough for my husband’s company and it was quite comfortable.

“Normally I would agree, but the king has requested the white and gold gown you have yet to wear.” Calanthe left to find the dress in the wardrobe before returning to me. I caught the gown in the mirror and smiled. It was a beautiful dress, like most of the ones Thranduil picked. The cut bared my shoulders and the sleeves draped in a bell shape.

“It looks more akin to a wedding dress,” I hummed and ran a hand over the soft material.

“Does it?” Calanthe asked.

“I am sure you all have much more ornate ones, but this is what I would have worn had I married a man in Laketown-or Dale rather. Though I am glad I did not. I am happy exactly where I am.”

“For that, we are all grateful. Now let us get you dressed.”

——

I was surprised to see Thranduil outside the dining room when Calanthe and I arrived. She bowed and left us as soon as we stopped in front of the doors. My anxiousness hit me full force as I saw him, but I pushed it down. Surely, he was not mad.

His hands caressed my face, thumbs stroking my cheeks gently. After a moment he kissed my forehead.

“Meleth nin,” he began. “I apologize for earlier. I did not mean to leave you so abruptly, but I had to make preparations.”

“Preparations?” I asked confused.

“You will see,” he smiled. “For now, may I ask for your company?”

“Of course, Thranduil.” I reached up to pull him down for another kiss. “I did not mean to be-,” I tried to explain but was cut off by Thranduil.

“You have done nothing wrong, Y/N. I hope you know that you mean everything to me, and I was only angered by the thought that someone would accuse you of such an act.”

“I know, love,” I assured him, slipping my arm into the crook of his elbow. “Lead the way.”

As we made our way through his winding halls, Thranduil continued to talk to ease the echoing silence. Normally guards were posted or patrolling but I had yet to see one. Strange, I thought.

“Would you like to know what happened to the healer?”

“Not particularly,” I shook my head. I was still mad about it. “Unless he’s-,” I looked up at him through my lashes. “No more?”

With a gentle pat to my hand, Thranduil chuckled under his breath. “I am not so cruel as to end the life so frivolously, even if I think they deserve it. But worry not, there are many other-and better-healers to attend to you and our child.”

I smiled widely and lay my hand on my belly. “I still cannot believe there is a little one inside,” I giggled. “I cannot wait to meet them.”

“Nor can I,” he smiled back.

We stopped outside the banquet hall doors and I looked at Thranduil curiously. Why were we not dining in our normal setting? My mind then reminded me that tonight was Bard’s last evening in Mirkwood and surely this was a great send off for him. With my confusion gone, I awaited the doors to open as I stood by Thranduil, but when they did, I saw rows and rows of tables much like the other night draped in white linens and winter blooms. Candles were lit at every place setting shining brightly in the room. As we entered, everyone stood and bowed. Amidst the crowd, I spotted Bard sitting at the head of his own table with his children, all smiles and excitement. My eyes then caught Calanthe stood beside Elros and my guards at a table set along the wall.

Gallon assisted in seating us at the head of the room facing the crowd. When I first saw Bard was not joining us, I thought I had misjudged how long the festivities for Turuhalmë and this was in fact the last night. However, I quickly realized that could not be. I had planned for this celebration, I should know if I was a day off and so my confusion returned.

Before the meal was brought out, Thranduil stood and called for wine to be poured for all. I politely declined, and settled for the water already placed before me.

“We thank you for joining us this evening,” he began. “I have arranged this banquet to share an announcement.”

He offered me his hand to help me stand. With his hand in mine, he continued speaking to the crowd.

“We have been blessed with a child. Let us all rejoice.”

To my surprise the collective gasp of the crowd was followed by cheers and wide smiles. There were no sneers or glares as I looked over the room. I glanced to my friends, who, while shocked, couldn’t hold back their happiness at the announcement. I wish I had told them personally, but the look on their faces were priceless. My heart soared at the sight.

“Are you surprised?” Thranduil asked me.

“You did this? All of this?”

“For you I would do anything.”

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[neversatisfiedwithlife]

for the mostly likely to thing, i saw these questions on a glee page awhile ago, but if you want to answer them for cazzie that’d be great :p

1. Who spends almost all their money on the other?

2. Which one drives the car and which one gives them directions?

3. Which one gives the other a piggyback ride when they’re tired?

4. Who is the most affectionate?

5. Who falls asleep in the others lap and who carries them to bed?

6. Who wakes up first?

7. Who apologizes first after an argument?

8. Who is the nerd?

9. Who makes the other one laugh the most?

10. Who sleep talks?

11. Who hogs the blankets at night?

12. Who is the neat freak?

13. Who likes to surprise the other with random gifts?

14. Who buys the healthy food in the house?

15. Who has better music taste?

16. Who takes care of the spiders?

17. Who uses more nicknames

18. Who’s the little spoon?

19. Who suggests scary movies for film night?

20. Who gets jealous more often?

21. Who brings up kids first?

22. Who borrows who’s clothes more?

23. Who cries more during sad movies?

24. Who falls asleep on the other more?

25. Who says I love you more?

26. Who initiates kisses more?

27. Who initiates hugs more?

28. Who takes more pictures of the other?

29. Who leaves notes for the other one around the house?

30. Who gets drunk faster?

31. Who gets hit on more by strangers?

32. Who makes food for the house more often?

Most likely to:

(I love that you found it on a glee page! Anyways of course I want to do them!!!)

This is long so get comfortable besties😌 I didn't proof read so all mistakes are on purpose.

Spend their money on the other: Casey would spend a larger portion of her money on Izzie or just like on things they can do together. (I think Izzie would just be engrain to make her money go as fat as it can so she's more restrained or critiac about how/where she spends her money)

Which one drives the car: this one is simple, its Casey. Do we even know if Izzie drives? (Like ideally being the one who takes care of her siblings it'd help, but anyways. Yes Casey is the driver, I can see Casey love being the one behind the wheel. Also how she was with Sam I could see her as a back seat driver or like "why didn't you take this route" just asking stuff even if she tries not to. So in the end it's just easier to have her drive lol)

Which one gives the other a piggy back ride: we saw Casey lift Izzie up so I'm obligated to say Casey! (Okay so picture after a track practice Izzie is really exhausted; the work load of school and babysitting her siblings really hitting her that week. Casey offers her a piggy back ride, Izzie is skeptical at first, but Casey is so reassuring about it)

Who is the most affectionate: ooh this one is hard overall I think I'd say Izzie, Casey more initiates kissing, but Izzie just likes to be touching Casey. (While watching tv Izzie will have her hand resting on Casey's leg, or like sit close enough to where their shoulders touch, the way Izzie stretches out herself on top of Casey when they're in her bed. Izzie initiates hand holding)

Who falls asleep in the others lap: Izzie established cannot stay up for the life of her plus again we got the cazzie bridal style carrying scene!! (I think even more cuddled up to Casey she definitely can't stay awake, she'd just feel so safe and at ease. Lights out comes quickly lol)

Who wakes up first: Izzie is up first, again this is me seeing her as the caretaker of her siblings and not going on Casey's painful track running schedule. (Ik in that one episode Casey is up first, but casey was trying to avoid Izzie, anyways Izzie probably has to get her siblings up for school or just make sure they're fed and what not so I can see her generally being conditioned to wake up first.)

Who apologize first after an argument: I feel like this totally depends on the argument; who/what started it and what it's about. Generally both are good at apologizing and don't stretch out the argument (sorry if that's like a cop out and not a definitive answer)

Who is the nerd: Izzie without a doubt (i feel like she enjoys learning new things. Maybe she doesn't necessarily love studying school material all the time, but also I feel like maybe studying started as an escape or distraction from always being her siblings care taker and soon she just learned to love it. Or just loved knowledge)

Who makes the other one laugh the most: I say Casey, they both definitely make each other laugh but Casey takes it to another level. (Like when paige is at the door and Casey is like "do you think that's them here to kick us out in person". Casey uses humor to help Izzie unwind when she's too in her head about stuff.)

Who sleep talks: Casey, why do I feel like one of them actually slept tall? Am I hallucinating...what is happening. (Anyways I feel like Casey like if she had a nightmare or something she'd mumble in her sleep and like startle awake. Or of she's really stressed and overwhelmed she's in a more restless type sleeping state)

Who hogs the blankets: (I did answer this) But Casey hogs the covers, I'll add that Izzie is fine just curling up in a ball above the blankets and fall asleep. (Why did I have the thought they're doing laundry the blankets aren't dried yet but when they finally dry Casey finds Izzie sound asleep on the blanket less bed)

Who is the neat freak: I wouldn't say either of them are nec a neat freak, but I feel Izzie would want things in particular locations and Casey can just roll with it.

Who likes to surprise the other with random gifts: Izzie, though she doesn't spend large portions of her money she likes finding small things,knickknacks or like stuffed animals or just like a sweet, that will make Casey happy. (Having younger siblings that she actively has to care for has taught her that it doesn't matter the size of the gift or if it's sparkly)

Who buys the healthy food: Casey clearly didn't approve of Elsa's green stuff sticking out of the back so definitely Izzie. (Izzie enjoys her fare share of snacks but she knows the day has to be balanced with more than "empty" calories. She is patient though in finding the healthy stuff that Casey actually likes.)

Who has better music taste: I'd say Casey in that she would have a more diverse music taste, she'd expose herself to more genres and like eras of music (Izzie feels like a whatever is on the radio or popular on the music charts-this is not slander just vibes I get lol)

Who takes care of the spider: definitely Izzie (I can see her being the person who catches and releases it while Casey is just telling her to "squish it, squish it!")

Who uses more nicknames: probably Izzie, I feel like she uses a more diverse collections of nicknames for Casey. Just like whatever fits the moment. (Casey would just use Izz, dude and a choice pet name)

Who's the little spoon: IZZIE!!! Miss curl up into a ball and fall asleep, she'd definitely pull Casey's arms to wrap around herself.

Who suggest scary movies for film night: I think Izzie is the one to coax them into actually watching a movie, but Casey is actually the one who enjoys them more or is just less put off by them? (Casey totally teases her, never goes too far, about it before the movie.)

Who gets jealous more often: I feel like this belongs to Izzie, like she has more self doubt and insecurities about how much she deserves Casey.

Who brings up kids first: Izzie does, maybe they're studying and making useless conversations, they're on the topic of her siblings. (Maybe you'd thing dealing with kids all her life and an unsupportive mom would put her off; but I think it doesn't. I feel like Casey just genuinely never stopped to really think about kids. Or maybe she thinks she wouldn't be good with kids. Like yes shes amazing with Sam, but to her that's not the same. Izzie reassures her she'd make a great parent, if she wanted to be.)

Who borrows who's clothes more: I could see Izzie borrowing a shirt or hoodie to lounge in, but I dont see it regularly. (Also Casey I noticed wears like oversized shirts often so I dont think the fit of Izzie's clothes would satisfy her.)

Who cries more during sad movies: Casey does. It is something she will deny with her entire being, but it's her.

Who falls asleep on the other more: I'll choose a specific situation for this, not a general thing: when they're talking on the phone late at night I actually think Casey would be the one who ends up falling asleep. (Ik this probably meant literally but this is where my brain went)

Who says I love you more: I feel like Casey. (I feel like for Casey the environment she was raised in it just is easier for her to say it, or it comes more naturally. Izzie uses actions to show her love because sometimes the words I love you coming from her own mouth feel foreign).

Who initiates kisses more: Casey, I think she both initiates kisses and "steals" kisses more.

Who initiates hugs more: if I say Casey with no explanation you have to accept it!

Who takes more pictures of the other: Izzie takes more pictures of Casey (I can see Casey as the person who just loves to pull stupid(affectionate) poses that make Izzie laugh. Also idk I feel like Izzie would be less inclined to have her picture taken and Casey would respect that. They would definitely take pictures together inspite of that though because Izzie wants to capture every moment with her girl.)

Who leaves notes for the other around the house: this plays into the nicknames thing, I think Izzie would leave the most cute/ridiculous notes with like the most cute/ridiculous nicknames for Casey. (Ik Casey made the tarot deck but I can just visualize Izzie doing this lol, sue me.)

Who gets drunk faster: Casey. I see Izzie as the one who has more parties in her past, and ofc she drank so she has more tolerance. Especially being at clayton longer with the track gang and Nate 🤢 (Izzie having to take a drunk Casey home early because she can barely stand on her feet securely, this is when Izzie gets to drive 😌)

Who gets hit on more by strangers: I think Izzie, she gets hit on more by disrespectful men and Casey shuts that down right quick.

Who makes food for the house more often: Izzie, I think she totally loves cooking. She loves trying out new recipes and has a bunch of cookbooks.

[missvenablesgrey]

Hello! First Post!!

Below I will paste some ideas I've been thinking of.  Please comment below the corresponding number and character you'd like to read about. If you also have any additional information regarding the request, don't be afraid to add that to your comment. Thanks!!

1.) We met at a party, and I got your number, but my friend deleted it, and I have no idea how to get in touch with you. Then, I run into you at the most random place ever.

2.) l fell asleep on your shoulder during an airplane ride, and I'm mortified, because we've never met. But you tell me it's fine, and offer to buy me coffee.

3.) l work in a bookstore, and you always come in, read a book, and leave. My boss is annoyed that you never buy anything, but I've started making a list of recommendations. Now, how to give it to you without seeming weird....

4.)We're the last ones left in the theater after an amazing movie, so I ask you what your favorite part was.

5.) I'm lost in a random small town and you show me around

6.) I accidentally broke into your apartment because i was drunk

7.) We get seated next to each other on a delayed flight

8.) Co-stars whose characters date each other on the show

9.)Strangers or friends pretending to date because ______

10.) I accidentally found and read your diary

11.) I didn't know you were my teacher

12.) My neighbour keeps ordering weird shit but they don't want to face the mailperson's judgement so they keep using my address instead

escaped to the laundry room to avoid hearing my roommates having extremely loud sex only to find you're here doing the same thing 

13.) I lost my asshole friends in this club and kind of drunk and you're kind of gorgeous. please help me

14.) I work at the animal shelter and you always come in to pet the cats when you're sad

15.) We both have friends who party too hard and we keep running into each other in the bathroom while we hold their hair back

16.) I work at Chuck E. Cheese and your son is having a huge birthday party

17.) Our sons are on rival sports teams and I've made it my life goal to cheer louder than you

18) Someone gave me a fake phone number and it's actually yours

19.) We met for the first time right in the dentist's waiting room right after i got my wisdom teeth removed

20.) I called you at 2am because I cannot handle the child I am babysitting and you're a parental figure, come here and save me from this hell

21.) There was a jerk harassing me and you tried to defend me even if you don't know me and OH MY GOD YOU'RE CUTE

22.) You're my next door neighbor and I accidentally saw you through my window dancing stupidly to your favorite song and now I think I'm in love

23.) You're my waiter/waitress and I'm on a date with an asshole and you decided to help me get out of this date.

24.) I'm on a balcony at Some dudes party and you just started loudly quoting Some Romeo and Juliet at me from below.

25.) Having to share a bed

o building a wall of pillows between them

o they still wake up tangled in each other anyway

o person A calms person B down when they wake up gasping

o person A soothing them by stroking their hair and forehead till they fall asleep in their arms

o person A keeps snoring and person B kicks them every time

o person A hogs all the covers and person B's solution is to spoon them

o the two of them smelling of each other when they wake up

o the pair acting like the intimacy they shared at night never happened the next day

[baoshan-sanren]

Chapter 29

of the wwx emperor au I’m thinking of calling Lan QiRen’s Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Week oh god it’s only gonna get worse

Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 Part 1 | Chapter 8 Part 2 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15 Part 1 | Chapter 15 Part 2 | Chapter 16 | Chapter 17 | Chapter 18 | Chapter 19 | Chapter 20 | Chapter 21 | Chapter 22 Part 1 | Chapter 22 Part 2 | Chapter 23 | Chapter 24 | Chapter 25 | Chapter 26 | Chapter 27 | Chapter 28

Wei Ying has watched the lanterns on every fifth night of his birthday festival for as long as he can remember.

His earliest memories are pale and indistinct, a collection of images and sounds, slithering through his fingers even as his grip tightens. The cold rooftop tiles under his hands, being lifted up onto his father’s shoulders, his mother’s delighted laughter. The Empress of the Shan Empire, a cool and dignified statue in the daylight hours, dancing over the moonlit roof peaks in her bare feet. Falling asleep in her lap while the lanterns drifted above, the soft murmur of his parents’ voices lulling him into sweet dreams.  

Eighteen years, and eighteen lantern festivals, but most of those he remembers clearly are filled with an ache of loss. He has often cursed his unreliable childhood memories, lamenting the cruelty of recollections that deny him access to those early years. Guilt usually follows after, as relentless as the passing of time. He has never had a cause to feel abandoned; not one festival has gone by where he was allowed to sink into despondency and isolation. Even on those years when copious amounts of wine were needed, his brothers had always been by his side, prepared to chase away the loneliness by any means necessary. Without Nie HuaiSang and Jiang Cheng, Wei Ying is certain that he would have grown twisted and warped by the loss, forever attempting to lean into the warmth that no longer existed. All that he is, and will still become, he owes to them. To shijie, to Wen Qing, to Wen Ning and A-Yuan.

But the easy, uncomplicated joy of watching the lights dance across the sky, that had gone away on his twelfth birthday. He had been convinced that it would never return. Not because of the loss, or the accompanying ache which had, over time, grown dull and heavy instead of sharp and bright, but because he believed it impossible, to feel a child’s joy once having reached adulthood.

There are many things he believed to be impossible before meeting Lan Zhan.

The outskirts of YiLing are sparsely populated to the east, a few sprawling farms and long pasture fields stretching between the town and the river. They have a small hill to themselves; the ground is still warm from the sun, the air saturated with the syrupy scent of the late autumn harvest, the fireflies rivaling the lanterns with their lights. They can hear the sounds of celebration from YiLing, but the noise is far away and muffled, barely penetrating the comfortable cocoon of silence between them.

Wei Ying’s little finger is hooked around Lan Zhan’s.

They are lying down, eyes locked on the sky. Wei Ying is sure that he will have grass and dirt in his hair, and probably a liberal smear of both on his robes. He is also sure that Lan Zhan’s hair and robes will be as pristine as they were before he cautiously stretched himself out by Wei Ying’s side.

Their shoulders are almost close enough to touch. Lan Zhan’s hand had trembled once, then settled into stillness. Wei Ying can hear him breathe, the rhythm slow and even. He thinks, if he were only to shift a little closer, if the din of YiLing were to fall quiet, perhaps he could hear Lan Zhan’s heart beating as well, and discern if it flutters as restlessly as his own.  

The touch is small and insignificant. Wei Ying has already held Lan Zhan’s hand in his own, had tangled their fingers together, had felt the warmth of his palm. But it does not feel small. The contact overshadows the lights above; a bright, single point of happiness that Wei Ying would give anything to keep.

“Lan Zhan,” he says.

“Mhm.”

Wei Ying bites his tongue.

It is not the lack of words that gives him pause. He possesses a river of words that relentlessly rushes whichever way it pleases, paying no mind to his intentions or wishes. He has had to learn how to dam this river; the Emperor must always take care of how he speaks, least he means to start a war with an offhand remark. But Lan Zhan is not a an overbearing sect leader, or a supplicant asking for favors. Nothing Wei Ying wants to say can ever be simple, because complexity is rooted in his birth, his status, his entire existence.

And yet.

What can be more simple than a feeling of emptiness finally filled, a sense of completeness, of irrevocable rightness?

Lan Zhan turns his head to look at him. There is a firefly hovering over his temple, a tiny burst of light traveling across a flawless cheek. In the gloom, his eyelashes seem thicker, his eyes black, their depth an endless abyss.

Wei Ying wants to look at him forever.    

“Lan Zhan, I really like you.”

The dark eyes widen, then immediately return to their study of the sky. Wei Ying watches his throat move, a heavy swallow that could mean anything at all. He cannot tell if there are words building behind the movement, and despite the obvious surprise in his gaze, as brief as it was, Lan Zhan’s expression has not changed.  

No, Wei Ying is wrong. It has changed.

There is a faint tremble to his eyelashes. The tips of his ears appear slightly darker. His throat moves again, but his mouth does not.

His little finger is still hooked around Wei Ying’s. It has not pulled away.

There is an entire language being spoken in front of Wei Ying’s eyes, but it is a language he does not yet understand. It is frustrating and painful to think, that he may never have an opportunity to learn, that Lan Zhan may not want him to know.

His future stretches in front of him, a lone seat on top of a dais, as decades endlessly melt into one another, seasons coming and going, favors given and taken away, a continuous tedium of birthdays, and festivals, and sect leader meetings. Lan Zhan nothing more than a cool and collected face, glimpsed twice a year among the sea of others, forever remaining a half-met stranger.

It is unbearable.

“Lan Zhan--“

“You are the Emperor,” Lan Zhan says, his voice stiff.

“Yes, but--“

“Young Master Lan!”

Startled, they both jerk upright, reaching for their swords.

“There you are,” an annoyed voice comes from the bottom of the hill, “if not for the Lan Sect funeral robes, I would have passed by this hill a dozen times.”

Wei Ying cannot make out the small shape climbing closer to them, but he recognizes the voice easily.

Lan Zhan has already gotten to his feet and moved back, placing himself a respectable distance away. Wei Ying was right. His hair and robes are as immaculate as they were before. Wei Ying, on the other hand, is pretty sure that he has grass sticking to his entire back.

“Why is it always you?” he snaps at the small disciple.

The boy, now close enough where he does not need to shout, offers him a sloppy bow and a disgruntled greeting.

“Your Majesty.”

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty” Wei Ying grumbles, “not two days ago you tried to bite me. I should have you tossed in the dungeons.”

“If it pleases Your Majesty,” the boy says, “this one would rather spend the night in the dungeon than traipsing through the YiLing countryside. Sect Leader Nie asks Your Majesty to meet him at the Lan Sect camp. There has been a development.”

“The Lan Sect camp?” he glances at Lan Zhan, but this time, the other boy’s face is truly unreadable.

“What is a Lan Sect camp? What development?”

“This one does not know,” the disciple says with exaggerated patience, “but if Your Majesty were to go there, I am sure it will all be made clear.”

Wei Ying ignores him.

“Lan Zhan, what is he talking about? What camp?”

Lan Zhan is silent for a few moments before he speaks, “The Lan Sect escort. The disciples that accompanied us to YiLing. There are no accommodations to be had in the town itself, so they have made camp on the outskirts.”

“Why?” Wei Ying asks, feeling bewildered, “all the other disciples are in the Immortal Mountain City. Why would you leave yours in YiLing?”

Lan Zhan’s throat moves again, but he does not need to speak. Wei Ying understands the moment the words have left his mouth.

They were not invited.

Uncle has always been the one to send out invitations, the Jiang Sect lotus prominently placed next to the Imperial Seal, his signature replacing Wei Ying’s, who could not be bothered with such minor formalities.

Fury rises in him for the second time that night, but this one is cold and already settled, not likely to wane any time soon.

“They will be coming with us,” he says, turning to head back down the hill.

What other small formalities have been left to Jiang FengMian over the years? Many more than Wei Ying can count; if he is to begin questioning his uncle’s methods, each must be addressed, reinspected, and altered if necessary.

This will take weeks. Possibly months.

Striding ahead, wishing he could kick something, he turns to the small disciple.

“Little beast, what is your name?”

The boy grimaces, but offers a half-bow, even sloppier than the one before, “This one is Nie XuanYu.”  

“Nie XuanYu,” Wei Ying says, “You have a bad temper and a terrible attitude. Try and pay attention to the Second Young Master, and you may yet learn how a disciple is supposed to behave.”

[buttercupbuckk]

MARAUDERS:

At Hogwarts.

JAMES POTTER:

Since first year, James always took the bed nearest to the window because it reminded him of flying - plus he always hated sleeping by the door.

When he got into Gryffindor, his mum sent him a basket of chocolate frogs and bottles of pumpkin juice - with a howler that screamed: 'Congratulations, Baby Boy! Mummy is so proud!', during the middle of breakfast the next day.

He would always do his homework as soon as he got it - so he didn't have to worry whilst having fun

Couldn't find a snitch to save his life

Adored Professor Sprout and McGonagall - simply because they reminded him of his mum

Despite pestering Lily for 7 years, he didn't actually develop proper feelings until 4th year.

He came up with their nicknames since Sirius was hell bend on calling him 'Bambi'.

He aways hexed people that picked on Peter and Remus - no matter how old or young.

Fantastic at Transfiguration, one of Minerva's best students to grace the halls of Hogwarts

Played mini games of Quidditch with the boys all of the time - and he was quite surprised to find that Moony was a decent Seeker.

When Remus told him he was Bi, he took it too literally and waved 'goodbye'. He then realised what he meant and hugged him

Mother-henning since 1st year.

Whenever he and Sirius fall out, he threatens to cut his hair off in his sleep.

He washes all of their sheets once a week - but takes extra care with Moony's because he knows the smells can overpower him.

Punched Snape in the nose for calling Sirius and Remus, 'privileged'.

His mum is a better Chaser than he is and that makes him jealous.

SIRIUS BLACK:

Sleeps with his hair in pigtails from 5th to 7th year

Hates it when James makes puns - constantly threatens to throw him off the roof of the tower

Sirius would sleep walk constantly - the boys would find him the next morning in some weird places. 'Uh, is that Sirius asleep on the banister?', 'Why yes, i do believe it is Peter.'

He would always sneak into the kitchens to see how the house elves were - and always offered to share his midnight meals with them

When he gets sick, he always pushes himself to the limit. He would show up to class and then promptly pass out in the hallway getting to the next one.

He cannot sleep without at least 2 pillows and a blanket over his duvet. All of these things end up on the floor by morning

He once charmed James' uniform to change to Slytherin colours, no reason why - he just felt like it.

When they were trying to become animagi - he was the last to transform, and the form he took was much more fluffy puppy than grimm.

After full moons, he would always lie on Remus bed in the Hospital Wing as Padfoot - Madam Pomfrey had her questions, but she saw how calm it made Remus so she didn't bother him.

When they graduated, he forced all 4 to jump into the lake, fully clothed in their uniform.

In his first Quidditch match, he hit himself in the face with the beater's bat.

Wore nothing but neon socks to bed in 5th year, it was a spontaneous decision apparently.

REMUS LUPIN:

He sleeps with two jumpers on every night - no matter the weather.

On his first full moon at Hogwarts, he refused to talk to the boys for 2 weeks because he didn't want them to worry.

When they all found out in 3rd year - he cried when they told him that they still cared about him, and of course they were still friends.

He is the mastermind behind all of the pranks, he is the one who suggests the most extreme.

He is also the reason why the group had to clean the Prefects Bathroom for a week.

He has horrible hay-fever, and he hates summer because of it

He makes pillow forts in the dorm whenever someone is sad, and he shares his chocolate supply with them

Pesters the others to do their homework, but ends up doing his 5 minutes before the class. His ability to do this outstands James

Accidentally called McGonagall 'Mum' in 4th year - he turned so red he could've been confused for a metamorphmagus

When Sirius was disowned and moved in with the Potter's, they all decided to spend that Christmas at James' house to lift his spirits

Whenever he bumps into furniture, he apologises for it.

At the end of 4th year, he was much shorter than James and Sirius, he stood at 5 foot 5. When he came back in 5th year, he was 6 foot 1 and towering over the boys.

He met the boys on the train when he fell asleep and woke up to Sirius balancing quills on his face.

He goes to every Gryffindor Quidditch match without fail - and after they won their last one in 7th year, he pulled Sirius into a kiss when he flew by the stands.

PETER PETTIGREW:

Most days, especially after a hard day in classes, he'd fall asleep infront of the fire in the common room

In 5th year, he stayed up all night on the 30th October waiting for Halloween so he could eat all the sweets he wanted but he passed out at 7 am on the 31st and didn't wake up till 6pm.

He always wanted a cat - but his mum was allergic and he didn't want to risk it

He got food poisoning from James' cooking in 7th year - safe to say he hasn't been near any of it since

He was the one who started the whole nickname fiasco when he told Remus he was 'looking a bit moony.'

He recommended that they make a map

He fell into the lake in first year and still refuses to go swimming to this day

He tried growing his hair out in 6th year, but he looked liked one of The Beatles

He didn't know what a 'period' was until he was 16 - when Lily had to explain it to him because the other 3 couldn't stop laughing when they tried to explain

Peter was the one to first call Snape, 'Snivellius' because he accidentally said 'Snivelling Snape' when he was handing out test results.

After the sorting, he looked up at McGonagall and said 'Why am i here? I'm just a whimp?' the woman frowned slightly before looking at the other 3, and said 'because you might be the smartest Gryffindor I've ever come across. Maybe not in lessons, but definitely in taking care of your friends.'

Every summer, without fail, he volunteered at a Rehabilitation Centre for Homeless Werewolves and when Remus found out, he hugged the boy so tight he turned into Wormtail

Peter was the first to produce a Patronus, and the first to turn into his animago form.

[dramione-tea]

recommendations & little snippets of myself

by Cassiopeia Candles ( Instagram: @casseopya.candles )

note: click the title in order to be directed to the desired fan fiction.

- for the dramione shippers, I wish you luck! 

Unrequited Love  [ casspiane ]

“Darling, I wished you knew,” 

Draco Malfoy x Original Characters (OC)

1. Love Never Dies. [ rosebuds_ ]

Rachel Farrell, pure blood witch, family of Gryffindors. First year is not the best for Rachel. She struggles trying to fit in and be accepted by those around her. Falling for Draco Malfoy, Rachel has to overcome a wave of obstacles. She finds it difficult to be accepted by her family and turns to the Malfoys... Which was undoubtedly one of the biggest mistakes she made. Find out what happens to Rachel and what truly changes her life.

- Literally binge read the whole book during my 6th grade examination. ( I know it was bad for me ) But hey I didn’t fail.  

P.S. Don’t be like me. 

2. midnight of the masquerade [ seraphilims ]

a story in which two people realize masks only hide the appearance - not the heart. 

- Love the story plot.  I’ve read this thrice in different years. 

3. Imperio [ pansyparks ]

The younger sister of Cedric Diggory, Arden, is a Slytherin who doesn't fit in. Draco Malfoy, a wealthy Slytherin bully. The two come together, and Arden realises that being a Slytherin isn't so bad after all; but with a few bumps in the road for Draco, can they stay together?

4. Dear Draco [ malfoyuh ]

❛stay a little longer❜

- 15 year old me were in tears, so was my heart.  Rate it as 5/5.

5. Let’s Kill Tonight  [ Bambey ]

Rebecca Rosewood's life is dramatically changed when she becomes a Death Eater. With blood on her hands, she is summoned by Voldemort to go to Hogwarts and extract information from the famous Harry Potter, finding herself hopelessly attracted to Draco Malfoy at the same time. But it all gets a little too much when her past finally catches up with her...

- One of the first fan-fictions I’ve read about Draco.

6. if looks could kill [ WhenInDoubtSleep ]

In times like this, the truth can rewrite the past and alter the future. In an attempt to find herself amidst the deceptive lies and horrible truths, she finds Draco Malfoy instead. She honestly just wants to make it out of the year alive...and maybe with a few less kisses from the blond git. Love story set during the sixth year at Hogwarts.

7. Always Had A Thing For Bad Boys [ oxNeverShoutNeverxo ]

8. Who Are You?  [ TheBlondeAdventurer ]

Draco Malfoy. One of the most arrogant teenage boys in Slytherin's house. He struts through the school and doesn't miss an opportunity to cut someone down, just as he has been by his father his entire life. Now enter Elena Crowe. A quiet girl who tries her hardest to stay out of trouble, and one of Ravenclaw's best students. She always has the best answers and never fails to help someone in need, even if they may not deserve it. In their sixth year at Hogwarts, Draco finally runs into Elena, whom he has never seemed to notice before. Elena does her absolute best to stay away from him, because all he can be is trouble, but Draco finds amusement by forcing himself into her life. For what reason, he doesn't know; but what he does know is that he enjoys bantering with this quiet girl, because even she can get riled up and fight back. But Draco will see that Elena is a lot more than what she may seem. Soon he will be battling morales, his past, his family, and both of them may end up facing off in the final battle not with Lord Voldemort, but each other.

- To be completely honest, read this one more than 3 times. 

9. Unwanted Legacy [ writtenbyciara ]

" admit it, you care about me. "

- Recently read this months ago and found it quite interesting. The author’s writing style is different from the rest as her words make you visualize more on what is happening. 

- Book 1 & 2 is complete, while book 3 is still on its way. 

Draco Malfoy x Hermione Granger (Dramione)

1. We Learned The Sea [ floorcoaster ]

Draco Malfoy turns himself in after a very successful career as a Death Eater, then enlists Harry and Hermione to help him in a scheme to bring down the Dark Lord.

- This gave me the feels.  Draco’s personality in this is far most different from the books and other fan fictions.

2. The Bachelor  [ Fluff ]

Hermione's mother is pressuring her into finding a boyfriend. On a whim, she applies and is accepted into the wizard version of The Bachelor. But what happens when The Bachelor is none other than Draco Malfoy himself?

3. Defending The Dark  [ Cece Louise ]

Almost three years after Voldemort's defeat, Hermione Granger is a Ministry-appointed Defense Inquisitor. Her next assignment: defend Draco Malfoy. She's sure there must be some mistake. Confronted with mysterious memories, candid conversations, and confusing feelings, she is plagued with uncertainty. Just who is Draco Malfoy? And does he deserve a second chance?

4. Graveyard Valentine  [ Bex-chan ]

Hermione thought she was the only person in the world who would spend Valentine's Day in a Graveyard, but she was wrong. He's there. Every single year, with his gloves, roses, and answers. Dramione Valentine's Day one-shot. Post-Hogwarts. 

- All time favorite.

5. Eighteen Months  [ Istalindar ]

When Hermione is diagnosed with a magic allergy and kidney failure during the summer, everything changes for her, friends, enemies..life.

6. Love Me Twice [ Bex-chan ]

'"They tore her apart and then wiped me out of her mind to send me a message. To mess up my life. To break..." he trailed off. Blaise nodded his head with understanding. "To break your heart," he finished for him.' Dramione. One-shot.

7. The Wrong Strain [ Colubrina ]

Everyone knew what veela were. Veela were magical creatures, breathtakingly beautiful, who captivated men with a single look. It would have been nice to have been that strain. Instead, Hermione Granger was infected by another. Instead of captivating all men, she was captivated by one. She'd die without him. She was already in almost constant pain. 

8. Entwined In Time  [ TheSummerNightingale ]

When Hermione and Draco get put into detention together, a potion mishaps throws them back in time: into the Marauders' era. As they begin to adjust to life twenty years into the past, the two become drawn together, sharing the bond of the future as they are forced to work together to return to their own time.

9. Destiny [ Annie Lockwood ]

Hermione's wedding night is everything but perfect for the young witch. Her new husband and long-time friend, Ronald, is passed out drunk and she thinks upon her life leading up to that night. Hermione falls asleep, despondent and alone. When she wakes up the following morning, she is still in bed with her husband. But it isn't Ronald Weasley.

10. Silencio [ AkashatheKitty ] 

One late night, hate turns to lust.

11. Clean [ Olivie Blake ]

Malfoy's handsome face was contoured into a condescending smirk. "No faith in that giant brain of yours, Granger?" She looked up at him defiantly. "Maybe I don't have faith in you!" she said, raising her voice. Malfoy only looked at her. "You'll find I'm very surprising."

12. Marked  [ Olivie Blake ]

Two dead. Three missing. The Order is down a leader and another innocent takes the Mark. Where is the Chosen One, and who killed Draco Malfoy?

13. The Fallout [ everythursday ] 

Hermione learns about growing up through the redemption of Draco Malfoy.

14. Every Day, a Little Death [ LovesBitca8 ]

It has become common knowledge that Hermione Granger cannot have an orgasm. Many have tried, none have succeeded. Can Draco Malfoy offer his assistance?

15. familiar faces, worn out places [ LovesBitca8 ]

“You are at St. Mungo’s. You were in a coma.” He looks me over again, taking a pause. “I am a Healer here now,” he says, like it explains something. My fingers stretch, drifting across his sleeve. He looks down, like I’ve thrown mud at him.

Forcing my vocal chords together for the first time, I whisper, “What’s your name?”

16. Kiss Me, Haunt Me, Kill Me [ LovesBitca8 ]

"So," she said, and her voice was just as he'd remembered it, "you've chosen to haunt the castle as well?" She lifted her brows. "I'm dead. What's your excuse?" ~*~ Draco Malfoy returns to Hogwarts as Potions Master to find the ghost of Hermione Granger floating through the halls.

17. Ribbons Down Her Back [ LovesBitca8 ]

The unintentional annual seduction of Draco Malfoy through a series of ribbons and bows - or - Christmas Fluff with a dash of Secret Santa.

18. Manacled  [ SenLinYu ] 

Harry Potter is dead. In the aftermath of the war, in order to strengthen the might of the magical world, Voldemort enacts a repopulation effort. Hermione Granger has an Order secret, lost but hidden in her mind, so she is sent as an enslaved surrogate to the High Reeve until her mind can be cracked.

19. The Library of Alexandria  [ SenLinYu ] 

 The Library of Alexandria is not for just any witch or wizard. Many bookworms may try but few are permitted to pass through its doors. The books residing there are ancient and powerful and, if one happens to make a mistake, the consequences can be rather—novel.

20. A Slow Cruel Descent + A Fragile Ascent  [ SenLinYu ]

A Slow Cruel Descent

The war grinds on and Hermione Granger, the lead intelligence for the Order of the Pheonix, is captured. Unable to crack her through interrogation without risking her mind, Voldemort conceives a cruel method of breaking her that involves a reluctant Draco Malfoy.“He stared at her in disgust.She looked—broken.The fire she’d still had when she was dragged in was now extinguished. Her eyes were locked on his face like she were memorizing him.“Stop staring at me.” He snarled. “You stupid bint. You’re supposed to be so clever. They can’t break you with torture but a fucking potion reduces you to a sniveling traitor.”

A Fragile Ascent

The War is over. Voldemort is dead. And Hermione Granger is broken.

21. Sweetly Broken [ LadyKenz347 ] 

As the dust settles following the Battle of Hogwarts, Draco’s confidence, belief system, and world are shattered.In an attempt to mend his broken pieces, he turns to vials that take the pain away. But once the high’s are no longer so high and the lows get so much lower, Draco has to start a journey of healing and redemption that often hurts more than it helps.

22. Truth, Lies, and Storytelling  [ BreathOfThePhoenix ]

“Hermione,” Harry took a deep breath and flipped the book over to see the back cover, “why is my name on this?”“Like I said, someone is writing about us. The film we just saw was based on that book,” Hermione tapped the cover of the book on the top of the stack, “and it was incredibly accurate.”Harry passed the stack of books over to Ginny, holding on to the first one. He turned the title of the book over in his head, mumbling the words quietly to himself.“Harry Potter… me… Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone. Philosopher’s stone. Hermione, this feels weird. Am I the narrator?”When Hermione and Draco uncover a familiar new film called “Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone” they learn that the wizarding world may not be as well hidden as they thought.

23. DIVINATION FOR SKEPTICS  [ OLIVIEBLAKE ]

The latest in magical advancements is an enchantment that reveals the bearer’s romantic compatibility with another person. Effectively eliminating uncertainty from dating, the charm can tell you whether or not you’ve found The One with a precise, Hermione Granger-approved calculation of traits and preferences. It’s a foolproof method of predicting relationship happiness. It’s also, for Hermione, positively dreadful news.

24. Isolation [ Bex-chan ]

He can't leave the room. Her room. And it's all the Order's fault. Confined to a small space with only the Mudblood for company, something's going to give. Maybe his sanity. Maybe not. "There," she spat. "Now your Blood's filthy too!"

25. Hunted [ Bex-chan ]

Forced to work together when their old schoolmates start dying, Hermione & Draco must overcome their differences to solve the mysterious deaths. The tension in the office is getting rather...heated.

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