#un-break astronomy au | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

blouisparadise · 4 years ago

Photo

Upon request, we’ve added to our friends to lovers rec list. You can find part one here and there will also be a part three (and possibly a part four!) up eventually, which will be linked here when it’s been posted. We hope you enjoy these fics! Happy reading.

1) Roses In The Rain | Mature | 5267 words

“Don’t- I know what you’re going to ask, and I… Harry, I can’t,” he said, his voice cracking. “Please. You know that I can’t.”

Louis had his six siblings and his old house with its falling-apart porch to take care of. This town was where people still approached him, 8 years after high school graduation, to tell him that they loved him as Danny in Grease. This town was where he had his pick of suitors, where he had his first kiss, where he took his first steps, where his mama lived, died, and was buried, and he couldn’t leave just to follow some man that he loved.

Harry, for now, seemed to understand that.

“Okay, baby,” Harry sighed, rubbing his eyes. “Okay.”

2) Candy In Your Mouth (I Know You Love Me) | Explicit | 6937 words

Things have shifted since last Christmas.

3) Glimpse Of The Silhouettes | Explicit | 7181 words

Harry isn't sure what the rules are for this. It's hard to believe that there are any, that's there's a handbook just waiting for him to buy: why is my best mate getting hard in my lap when I touch his arse?

4) Woke Up Feeling Knotty | Explicit | 7903 words

Beta Louis has a kink for knotting and the secret aesthetic porn blog he runs about it is more than proof. When he accidentally finds out his alpha best friend Harry is one of his biggest fans, he knows he has to come clean after everything that has already happened between them. Harry just might be willing to help him out anyway.

5) A Love Reaction | Explicit | 9968 words

It's never been a thing. Not until now.

6) Got It Right Such A Long Time Ago | Explicit | 9699 words

Four months into One Direction's hiatus, Louis comes to stay with Harry after a bad breakup.

7) (You're Gonna See Me In A) New Light | Mature | 13631 words

A fake relationship AU where everyone knows it's real but Louis.

8) As A Memento From Me | Explicit | 15817 words

Five lives in which Harry and Louis didn’t end up together, and one in which they did.

9) I Put A Spell On You | Explicit | 17525

A BBC/Secret Santa mashup featuring Captain Niall, our intrepid weatherman/amateur matchmaker, rather clueless sports reporter Liam, charming political analyst Zayn, and cheeky entertainment reporter Louis. Harry is the new fashion correspondent who prefers to dress like a flamingo. And pining. There’s a lot of pining.

10) Oblivious | Explicit | 19095 words

Where Louis gets a little crush on Luke and for some reason Harry starts acting weird.

11) Break Open The Sky | Explicit | 20372 words

Werewolf AU. Harry might be a werewolf, but he still wants to experience Uni like everyone else. Turns out he learns a lot.

12) Runnin’ Like You Did | Explicit | 20061 words

The college AU where Louis knows how to hold a grudge and is definitely not in love with Harry Styles.

13) UN(RE)SOLVED. | Explicit | 20873 words

The ghoul boys are back, but this time around there are some unresolved feelings involved. Harry is a skeptic, Louis is not. Watch them go on their ongoing investigation into the question: are ghosts real?

14) Hats Off To My Distant Hope | Explicit | 20990 words

Harry is in White Eskimo. Louis is in London.

15) The Way The Storms Blow | Explicit | 20649 words

Louis doesn’t have a habit of thinking about Harry’s dick.

That would be weird, seeing as they’re best mates, and they share a flat, and they’ve spent holidays at each other’s family homes. Their friendship hasn’t ever risen to a point where Louis should want to see his mate’s dick, and he’s happy to keep it that way.

Except, all that Louis can think about is exactly that. The size of it. The shape. The amount of people it’s been in.

Maybe it’s the tequila talking, or the fact that Louis’ just recently walked in to an eyeful of Harry taking turns on some slags that he’s never seen before, but. Louis’ mind can’t stop obsessing over the idea.

16) Love Like Wildfire | Explicit | 21774 words

Louis was an Omega and a Prefect. Harry was an Alpha and a little rascal. They were mates, drawn to each other since they first met in the Hogwarts Express. They worked well like that, or at least they tried, which only made their relationship way more interesting.

17) Indestructible | Explicit | 24423 words

“Hi,” Harry murmurs, and Louis hiccups out a sob.

“Hi,” he manages, still clutching onto Harry’s shoulders. Harry’s fingers drift across Louis’ cheeks, and there’s something off about Harry’s expression, but Louis can’t figure out what it is.

“I’m okay,” Harry says, and Louis is going to say something to that, even if he doesn’t know what, except Harry’s kissing him.

Louis freezes.

18) A Whole New World | Not Rated | 24967 words

Louis has moved into his new apartment to start his new job as a teacher. Things would be great. If only his arsehole neighbour didn't wake him up every morning by playing piano.

19) Another Day Gettin’ Into Trouble | Explicit | 25619 words

Harry’s drunk when the idea occurs to him. He’s also a pop star, so sometimes his drunk ideas turn into actual things instead of just ideas. The clone-a-willy kit is one of them.

In Harry’s defense, when he first thinks about it his intention is just to buy the kit and give it to Louis to make his own dildo with, because that’s what he wants anyway, right? To have a penis filling him up?

Then he realizes that it would be weird if Louis made a copy of his own dick to fuck himself with. It’d be super weird. Louis fucking himself? That’s a weird idea. Harry’s pretty sure Louis wouldn’t like that.

Clearly the only solution here is to use his own dick for the mold.

20) Brooklyn Saw Me | Explicit | 28537 words

In the cold and unforgiving city of New York, Louis doesn't have a home and Harry wants to give him one. But as their heartstrings become increasingly intertwined, and the snow continues to fall, home is getting harder and harder to find.

21) Rivers ‘Til I Reach You | Explicit | 29315 words

AU. Louis studies astronomy; Harry studies Louis. They spend their summers on the water and it shouldn't be complicated (spoiler: it is).

22) If Ignorance Be Bliss | Mature | 30429 words

Uni AU: Harry is too experienced, and Louis just wants to get to experience him.

23) Blind From This Sweet, Sweet Craving | Explicit | 31170 words

"So, I guess we'll go?" Louis asks later, when Harry has calmed down and eaten his weight in Chinese food. He plays with this chopsticks, spearing another piece of chicken and pops it in his mouth. "I mean, I wouldn't mind. We could make it an adventure."

Harry observes him, watches him seated across from him on their old living room carpet, with a container of food on his lap. He's fidgeting, avoiding meeting Harry's gaze–he probably knows that Harry's mad at him for ruining the one chance they had to get out of this situation. And he's not wrong, Harry is definitely very mad. Harry wants to strangle him and castrate him and smack him upside the head.

But he's also Harry's best friend, and despite everything, despite all the fuck-ups and the plot twists and everything just not playing out the way it should, he'd still rather be stuck in this situation with Louis than any of the other boys. He's got Harry's back, and in a weird, abstract way, he knows they'll be able to get out of this situation, together.

Harry sighs. "We're going," he says resignedly, his shoulders slumping.

Oh well. There are definitely worse ways to spend the weekend than pretending to be engaged to his best friend.

24) Welcome Back From The Friend Zone | Mature | 32354 words

The one where an idea to create a fake wedding with the sole intent to receive gifts from billionaires took a turn no one, but also everyone, saw coming.

25) The List | Mature | 32074 words

'In the weeks that follow, Harry opens his old journal more than he has in the past two years each time he remembers Venice or thinks about Louis. He always flips to the same random page in the middle of the book, marked by the picture of himself that Louis sent him a few days after they got home. There’s a message on the back that says, ‘Spontaneous looks good on you! See you soon,’ and it makes Harry’s chest warm each time he reads it. He wedges their list out from between the worn pages, and it feels silly staring down at a folded up piece of paper with a strange sense of nostalgia for experiences they’ve yet to have; for places they’ve never even been.'

26) Mark My Word (We Gon’ Be Alright) | Explicit | 35524 words

An A/B/O AU featuring an oblivious Harry as the pack leader, a pining Louis as his second-in-command, and an entourage of friends and family who are a little too good at keeping their mouths shut.

27) The Sun Will Rise With My Name On Your Lips | Explicit | 37927 words

When Eleanor breaks up with Louis he finds it hard to keep pretending that Harry isn’t what he’s wanted since the day he first met him.

28) Runner On Third | Explicit | 39643 words

Note: The sequel to this fic is not BL.

The AU where Louis and Harry were best friends growing up, but lost touch after Harry moved away. Ten years later, Harry has moved back to town, but he and Louis don't pick up where they left off.

29) My Sweetest Downfall | Mature | 42048 words

Louis is a retired guardian angel. After the death of his last charge, he became jaded. Humans die—what use is prolonging the inevitable?

He's more than happy to forget about humanity altogether until one day, when Louis is pulled from his desk job for a new assignment: protect One Direction's Harry Styles. It doesn't help that there's something about Harry that Louis can't resist, and it's making him question everything he's ever known. Humans are strictly off limits, and breaking that rule means risking everything, but Harry just might be worth it.

This is a story about forgiveness and discovery, featuring an angel who wants to be a little more human and a human who is so much more than he seems.

30) For the Sake of Propriety | Mature | 52360 words

Louis Tomlinson is the caretaker of an estate that is not truly his, and when his Uncle calls upon him to take it back, Louis knows he will soon be out on the streets with four overly zealous sisters to care for. His only solution: wed the eldest two off and pray for the best. When an even better solution unexpectedly presents itself in the form of the charming Mr. Styles, Louis is faced with a difficult choice. But as with all things in the regency era, reputation very well may threaten to outweigh the fleeting matters of his heart.

31) The Bachelor | Explicit | 53953 words

The one where Harry dates six other guys and still falls in love with Louis Tomlinson.

32) We’ve Got the World in Our Hands | Explicit | 54964 words

Note: This fic has been locked and can only be read by AO3 users.

A mutants/superpowers AU. Louis and his friends attend the Cowell Institute for General Education and Mutant Training in London; when Louis meets Harry, the newest student at the Cowell Institute, he immediately recruits Harry to help play matchmaker for his friend Zayn. Harry and Louis are so caught up in meddling in Zayn's love life, though, that they don't notice that their own friendship is progressing into something more. Meanwhile, an ominous threat up north grows slowly until suddenly, no mutant - or human - is safe.

33) Waiting For The Tides To Meet | Explicit | 49873 words

Soulmate AU. Everyone is born with heterochromia — one eye is their own eye colour, while the other is the colour of their soulmate's. It's only when they meet their soulmate for the first time that their own eyes match properly. After a hazy night at a frat party, Louis wakes up to blue eyes and the shocking realization that he had met his soulmate, without any sober recollection. Seven years pass where Louis comes to terms with the fact that he'll never know who his soulmate is. Then one fated summer, a beautiful green-eyed photographer arrives at Louis' workplace, with promises of endless laughter and a familiar feeling in Louis' heart.

34) Since I’ve Found You | Mature | 74005 words

Louis woke up on the morning he was meant to volunteer at the Feed the Homeless program at St. Mary's church hoping for an opportunity to give back a little to a city that has given him everything he could ever want. Little did he know, there was one more great thing waiting there for him; a boy with radiant green eyes in a weathered jacket and a beat-up backpack slung over his shoulders.

35) Saving Symphony Hall | Mature | 124766 words

Note: This fic is a sequel to this fic.

“I think I have an idea,” Louis said. Slowly, and reluctantly, but with a growing sense of the inevitable. “God damnit, I think I have a really good idea.”

“Oh christ, that's the problem-solving face,” Babs said. “Last time we saw that face, he sold a company.”

“Wait, what?” Zayn asked.

“Right place, right time,” Louis said. “Also, fuck my life,”

“What?” Zayn repeated. Niall patted his hand.

“I usually just roll with whatever Louis is about to do,” he said. “It’s better for us all.”

“That’s the attitude,” said Louis, “I’ll tell you tomorrow. Tonight, I need to do some research. Zayn, give me your number. I’m gonna save our symphony.”

36) Falling Into You | Mature | 143517 words

In the grand scheme of adolescence and boyhood, Harry was still working himself out, so far with little luck. But four things he could say for certain: 1) he'd been at the top of his class all through primary and secondary school, 2) he was the shittiest alpha to ever walk the earth, 3) Liam Payne never let him forget it, and 4) he’d been in love with this boy, Louis Tomlinson, ever since he was fifteen years old.

Check out our other fic rec lists by category here and by title here.

#larry #fic recs #friends to lovers #bottom louis #top harry #blp #blp fic recs

201 notes · View notes

moon-stars01 · 4 years ago

Text

-Shimmer-

Mingyu x Reader

Author:spinebreaka

Summary: When he approaches you in the library the last thing you expected was to be tutoring the cute Gryffindor beater Kim Mingyu for the upcoming Defence Against The Dark Arts exam. As you help him with his worst subject you can’t help but enjoy your time together. And as the exam inches closer and closer you find yourself in for a surprise.

Pairing:Mingyu(Svt) x Reader

Gene:Harry Potter au,magic au,fluff,

Rating:General Audiences

Word Count:3226

-Shimmer-

“It’s not real, the ceiling. It’s just bewitched to look like the night sky.”

Breakfast was in full swing this morning, the excited chatter of the students with the delicious smells coming from the tables made for a cheerful morning despite the heavy rainfall outside. You never get tired of looking at the great halls ceiling. Ever since you started your school years at Hogwarts you were fascinated with the great halls enchantment, mimicking not only the sky outside but also the weather. Today for instance it was the sight of the morning sun breaking through the rain clouds. It was perfect Quidditch weather for the match later today. The commotion coming from each house table was almost deafening. It was the match that decided the winners of this year’s Quidditch cup and everybody was excited to see the Hufflepuff VS Gryffindor match. But with the excitement of the match also came the dread and anticipation for the Practical exam for all DADA students.

You were also giddy with anticipation for the upcoming match, while your initial loyalty lies with the Ravenclaw team, today you would be cheering for Gryffindor to win. The reason you would be sporting a red and gold banner sat two tables away from you, picking at his breakfast looking as though he wanted the ground to swallow him.

Kim Mingyu.

He was half of the pair that made up the beaters for the Gryffindor team and one of the best players the team had had in years, Hufflepuff were good, but so were Gryffindor. You had only recently started interacting with Mingyu outside of classes together. Yes you had quite a few classes with Mingyu over the last 6 years at Hogwarts, but it’s only in this semester you’ve really gotten to know him. He was the athletic over intellect type, preferring to be on the Quidditch pitch rather than the classroom and while he was quite an intelligent student, his mind flitted around like a snitch in certain classes, not enough to fail but enough to draw the attention of professors to his grades. It’s actually this reason your out of class interactions had started.

It had all started when he approached you in the library one afternoon.

________________________

You were browsing the astronomy section of the Library, needing a little extra help in this subject, it really wasn’t your strong point, you were more of a practical student, preferring potions and charms, DADA being the subject you excelled most in. You were just about to go check the books out when you heard someone clear their throat behind you, turning, you were surprised to see Mingyu, he was in your DADA and care of magical creatures classes earlier that day, but apart from classes together, the two of you had never really spoken to each other, so why was he approaching you now?

“Um, Y/N right?” His hair was windswept and damp looking, his tie was missing and his shirt was un-tucked.

“Umm yes? Mingyu from Gryffindor right?”

“Right… Sorry I look like a mess, I came straight from Quidditch practice to find you, your friend told me you’d be here, I was wondering if you could help me” He runs his hand through his sweaty hair as he asks you, attempting to tidy himself up.

“Ohhh, so uh, what is it you wanted to ask that you needed to hunt me down?” you laughed adjusting the books in your hands “I dont think I’ve ever seen you in the Library before.“

He returns your laughter and places his hands in his pockets "yeah, I’m not one for that stuffy book smell” his nose crinkles slightly “Sooo, I know you’re one of the better DADA students in our year… I’m a disaster at this class, my grades have slipped so much Mcgonagall has had to give me a chat,” He sighs as he walks to the table closest to you both, you followed him and set your books down. “I really need to get my grades back up to passable, if not, Mcgonagall has said I might have to withdraw from the Quidditch team…”

Now that surprised you. “Wow she would really do that? She’s always had a competitive streak when it comes to the Quidditch cup… You’d think she would want her team filled with the best players.." You sat pondering his words as he smiled dishearteningly. "So, you need help?”

His eyes brightened at the mention of helping him, his shoulders broadened slightly and his lips parted “Yeah, I know you’re a wiz at this defence against the dark arts stuff, and we have that practical test after Christmas, I need to pass so badly” he sighs “Quidditch is my life you know? It’s all I ever wanted to do since I was young, and the thought of being kicked off the team because I’m crap at defensive spells…” he rubs his face with his hands in irritation.

You couldn’t help but feel for him, he was indeed a great Quidditch player, he tried out as soon as he could and has been a solid team member for Gryffindor since your second year, and yes, you had noticed his… lacking skills in DADA, but you never thought he would be given an ultimatum of pass or get kicked off the team. His grades must have dropped drastically for Mcgonagall to risk losing a good player from the team.

“I don’t mind helping you if you want me too?” You offered and could have sworn you saw his eyes water slightly. You stood from the table, going to gather your books as he shoots up, grabbing them for you, his voice raises as he goes to thank you.

“Oh my god, Y/N, you have no idea how grateful I would be! I promise you won’t regret this! You’re doing me such a huge favour!”

________________________

It had been 4 months since you agreed to help Mingyu out with his DADA lessons, and you both have developed something of a friendship within a tutorship. The Saturdays you had free were spent going over the subject criteria from each lesson, both written and practical. On the written stuff, Mingyu had been doing really well, meeting you in the library and handing in his essays on time, but then there was the practical stuff….

To say Mingyu was bad was an understatement.

He really wasn’t kidding when he said he was crap at this, you don’t even think it’s because he prioritises Quidditch. He’s just, REALLY bad.

The Practical exam had gotten closer and closer, now being only a month away, the defensive charm that was to be performed had been announced to the class. The goal was to conjure a full or shield form of the patronus charm. You had been working with Mingyu every weekend and free time you had for months, but to his annoyance, he just wasn’t getting the hang of it. The stress of getting nowhere had started to take its toll on his morale, so much so that recently he’s started rain checking, or straight up dodging the tutoring sessions. You felt for him, you really did, but it irked you slightly that you’re using your personal time to help him when you’ve got your own subjects to study for, Astronomy was kicking your ass right now, and he’s ditching? Not if you had anything to say about it.

Making your way to the Quidditch pitch, you knew he would be there, it’s his favourite hangout spot besides from the Gryffindor common room, this was the only place you can actually go and find him. His arms were over his face, shielding from the light of the midday sun. You approach the bench and your sharp tone startles him slightly.

“You know, if you don’t want me to tutor you anymore you just have to say.” You cross your arms looking down on him, your irritation clear on your face.

“Y/N, I’m sorry I ditched, I ju-”

“For the 4th time in a row, You know you’re not the only one with subjects to study for right?” He looks at you with guilty eyes as you continue on ranting to him. “ I get it, you’re stressed out about the exam, but getting nowhere, and ditching, is still gonna get you nowhere.”

you push his legs off the bench and sit beside him, Mingyu sitting up and adjusting himself as he looks down at the floor. He sighs and kicks the sand, turning his eyes to you.

“…I am sorry Y/N, I know you’re taking time out or your own study time to help me, believe me I’m grateful… I just get so stressed out that I’m getting nowhere with producing the patronus.”

“You’re not getting nowhere though, Mingyu, look how far you’ve come in 4 months, your grades are up, your essays are getting in on time, and you’re getting better at practical charms, you can’t say you’re getting nowhere.”

“But I am, I’m no closer to casting the charm than I was months ago."

"Well,” you took a breath, thinking of possibilities “maybe it’s your approach to it, you still haven’t told me the memory you are focusing on, is it a powerful happy one?"

He looked up from the ground, a confused look about his face "Beating Slytherin in the last match.”

“Hmm, maybe that’s the problem, you need a memory that fills you with so much happiness and emotion… I don’t think beating Slytherin really classes as the right memory here.” You chuckle a little, but Mingyu looks exasperated.

“Then what kind of memory?”

“What about your parents?” You notice Mingyus face falter slightly.

Mingyu’s lips twist a little, his eyes downcast as his voice is lower than usual, “I, I don’t have parents, they uh, they died when I was younger, I live with my Grandmother."

There was a moment of silence that followed his response. Neither of you knew what to say next. Looking at him, you see his shoulders shake slightly, and you reach for his hand, his cold knuckles were a drastic change to your warm palms. He looks up, meeting your gaze.

"I’m sorry, I didn’t know, but thank you for telling me.”

Mingyu grasps your hand in his, a silent response to you, and after a few moments, he finally speaks.

“Your patronus is a cat, right?”

“Yeah."

"How is it supposed to feel, when you cast the patronus?”

“Well I’ve read it’s different for everyone, but for me, it’s kind of like a shimmery feeling?” His eyebrows quirk “Like, a feeling of being washed over by something warm.”

“Like a blanket?” He smiles.

“I was thinking more like when you step outside into a warm day” His comment made you let out a belt of laughter, to which he joins in.

After your little laughing session, the two of you chatted about anything and everything, you realised you practically knew nothing about each other. You completely overlooked the feast, instead the two of you filled each other in about your childhoods, your friends,and any other topic you could think of talking about. It was only when rain started to fall that the two of you decide to head back inside, curfew creeping closer and closer, you would have to leave eventually. You and Mingyu don’t manage to outrun the downpour, getting quite soaked on your way inside, but this just makes the both of you laugh even more than earlier.

He shakes his head, sending out droplets hitting you in your face in the process, to which you land a whack on his shoulder, the laughter dies down slightly, reduced to slight chuckles as the two of you look at each other.

There’s a moment, a moment of eyes locking that you both stop the chuckles, and Mingyu reaches for your face, tucking a wiping your wet hair from your face. Neither of you move. There’s silence, but you both look at each other again, and you can’t help but erupt into giggles again as he shakes his head again, even more droplets of rain hit your face.

The two of you finally make your way to the second staircase, you heading up another level, him continuing down the corridor. Both of you had a renewed tutoring plan. Mingyu seemed to have a fire lit under his butt, even more determined to ace this test, and he has a memory in mind to focus on, he just hopes it’s the right choice.

________________________

So here you sat at the Ravenclaw table, your breakfast finished, you drank some tea trying to calm your nerves, exams always made you nervous. But looking at the Gryffindor table, you knew you didn’t have the worst case of pre-exam jitters out there, that honour goes to Mr Kim Mingyu himself. In the last month you and Mingyu had been spending every free moment of your time helping him cast the patronus charm. You don’t know what happened to him, but by some miracle, he was able to produce a shield form! You begged him to tell you what his new memory was, but whatever it was, he was keeping it to himself. But if it helped him focus it more by keeping it secret you wouldn’t pry, this was the best progress he had made in the whole of the tutoring sessions. You were so proud of him. In the past month he had been so dedicated to his exam prep, you even heard him having to ditch Quidditch practice once or twice, this was serious for him.

But for all his dedication and prep, right now he looked like he wanted to melt into the floor. You knew he didn’t do well in exams either, but for him this exam was more important than anything else.

He looked up and caught your eyes, to which you flashed him a reassuring smile, to he replied with the hand motion of his head exploding. The two of you shared a giggle across the room as you finished breakfast before heading to the DADA classroom.

The class was all lined up in house order: Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and finally Gryffindor. Waiting for each student to turn, you see plenty of people fail, others producing shield form patronus charms, some even full bodied, you see various different animals, horses, ferrets, owls, dogs for example. Your house’s turn came quickly and your turn came even quicker, your patronus forming into a cat pretty quickly and you make your way to the other end of the classroom to wait and watch for the other students. After the rest of your house and the Hufflepuff students, it’s finally Mingyu’s turn.

He steps forward slowly, you can see his breathing increase and he bites his bottom lip slightly, the professor tells him to cast when he’s ready. You catch his eyes as he readies his wand, and you show him thumbs up as you smile at him, reassuring him that he’s got this in the bag. He exhales and closes his eyes, focusing himself on his memory, and when he opens his eyes he readies his wand and chants.

“Expecto Patronum!”

There’s a moment, a long, dragged out moment of nothing, and then, letting out a breath you didn’t realise you were holding, his wand shimmers in white light, and there it is.He casts a full bodied patronus. A cat patronus. Your surprised and join the other Gryffindor students cheering for him as he looks at his Patronus in awe.

Mingyu can’t believe his eyes. He did it. He cast a Patronus charm, a full bodied patronus! His face erupts with a wide grin as he makes his way to the other students, the Gryffindors crowding him and rejoicing their Quidditch team will not be down a player no doubt. Mingyu looks at you and you can’t help but laugh and smile like a giddy fool about his achievement.

The other students finish their practicals and the professor dismisses everyone for free. As the class files out of the classroom in relief, Mingyu envelops you in a tight hug, you feel the air leave your lungs as he practically screams in your ear.

“Y/N!!!! I did it!! You are my literal life saver.” You wheeze a little for emphasis and he lets you go, gaining your breath back you laugh and join him in the merriment.

“YOU did it! I’m so proud of you, all the practice paid off I told you it would!!”

Mingyus’ teammates crowded him and congratulated him. The seeker hoshi messed his hair as the other half of the Gryffindor beaters, Seungcheol offered a fist bump. Jeonghan looked between the two and couldn’t help but laugh a little as his eyes lit up mischievously.

“sooo, all this time you’ve been getting help from Y/N eyyyy"

Mingyu laughed as he returned the fist hump

"Yeah, she is the reason I’m staying on the team, I wouldn’t have even been able to cast a shield if not for her helping me!”

You couldn’t help but blush a little at his words, which Jeonghan picked up on, setting his eyes on Mingyu again as he spoke.

“ So you both have cat forms for your Patronus animal huh, you know I read a person’s patronus form can be influenced by someone else, if the caster feels deeply for the other person. Isn’t that funny, It’s almost as if you love Y/N, how peculiar.”

You stand still for a second, so does Mingyu , taking in Jeonghan’s words, Love? Surely not, You only helped him with the charm, that doesn’t mean he’s madly in love with you… right…

Mingyu laughs nervously and punches Jeonghan’s shoulder while the captain of the Gryffindor team, Seungcheol set to work immediately, bringing focus onto the upcoming game this afternoon, excusing themselves from you to get ready to meet up with the other team mates. Mingyu lagged behind, turning to you, an awkward silence washing over the both of you,

“So uhh, Y/N, I can’t say enough how grateful I am” he scratches his head a little.

“Pshh, you cast the charm, I just gave you a little nudge… I have to ask though, I’m curious ” He looked at you “ what was your memory? Did you end up changing it?”

Mingyu’s eyes went to the floor for a second, and then back to yours, his hands went into his robe pockets, “ Yeah, and no… I mean I did change it, last minute.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah, I was getting ready to cast the charm, when I thought back to that afternoon, on the Quidditch pitch… I um,”

You wait patiently for him to finish his sentence, a hot feeling reaching your cheeks.

“I thought about when we came back inside from the rain, when I moved your hair out of your face, I uh” He chuckles to himself “ I thought about you.”

Oh. Wow.

You weren’t expecting that…

“You were thinking of me?”

“Yeah, Jeonghan wasn’t exactly wrong back there…”

________________________

“The form of a Patronus may change during the course of a witch or wizard’s life. Instances have been known of the form of the Patronus transforming due to bereavement,falling in love or profound shifts in a person’s character

#seventeen #seventeen fanfic #stories #kpop #mingyu #mingyu x you #mingyu x reader #shimmer

43 notes · View notes

onewaigu · 4 years ago

Text

From Space

Genre : Alien!au

Theme : Slight fluff(?)

Pairing : Kanghyun(Onewe) X Reader

Description : Y/N accidently got pushed into the Earth's atmosphere and sent crashing into an unsuspecting Earth boy who was busy stargazing.

“I don't know, what if someone catches us?”

As much as you enjoyed getting on your parent's nerves by going on your dangerous adventures without telling them beforehand, you knew very well that if you were to go on this one particular adventure with your dear twin cousins, you would not only have to deal with your parent's wrath but you would have to deal with the High Council's too.

After all, Earth had been out of bounds since eons ago. Anyone who dared to step foot on the planet, would be sent into exile without any hesitation.

There were many known theories as to why this rule existed in the first place, but nobody knew what the real reason was behind the need for it.

Tiny shivers ran down your spine at the thought of being exiled. From the stories you'd heard when you were little, exile didn't sound like a pleasant experience at all and because of that, you actually found it quite incredulous that your two younger cousins would even consider risking their lives just for the sake of-

“But Y/N, wouldn't it be cool to have Earth as our view while we play dodgeball? Like could you imagine just how beautiful that view would be..”

Those kids were going to be the bane of your life. However, they did have a point. Earth was truly a beautiful planet to anyone who had ever set their eyes on it and being close to it would definitely be an opportunity that would only happen once in a lifetime.

No. You really shouldn't.

Shaking your head as you placed both of your hands on your hip, you firmly told your cousins,

“As a responsible adult, I don't think we should”

You expected to see sad frowns on your cousins' faces but instead you were met with mischievous grins. Oh no..

Dongmyeong, the older of the two twins, kicked his feet off the ground and began to circle around you in a playful manner while Dongju, the younger twin, decided to float horizontally in front of you, propping his head with his hands while looking at you with the most innocent-looking expression.

“That's too bad..”, pouted Dongju.

“We'll just have to go near that forbidden planet without any responsible adult supervision then”, sulked Dongmyeong as his shoulders slowly drooped.

A look of exasperation was plastered all over your face. You wanted to reason with them again and maybe lecture them on the consequences of going near the Earth but before you could say anything, the most dramatic gasp interrupted you.

Dongmyeong who was busy circling you had suddenly stopped, his eyes widened in fake fear.

When did this kid become an actor, huh?

You mentally rolled your eyes, but gestured your hand at him begrudgingly, encouraging him to finish whatever nonsense he planned to say to convince you to change your mind about going near Earth.

“But what if something terrible happens to us, Dongju? There won't be any responsible adults there to save us from such tragedy!”, exclaimed Dongmyeong with utmost exaggeration, both of his hands were on his head.

“You wouldn't want that to happen, right Y/N?”

Dongju's question made you speechless because he was right. You wouldn't dare to let anything bad happen to your twin cousins. Not only were they like your own brothers, but Dongmyeong and Dongju were the crown princes of your home planet. It's true they were troublemakers but they still held some power in their name and status.

An irritated sigh escaped your lips. Your uncle and aunt would be seriously pissed if they knew you let the twins go off on their own.

“Fine, but we better be playing two metres away from the Earth's ozone layer”, you grumbled.

While both of your cousins were busy hollering in excitement, you were already making a move towards Earth.

“Hurry your butts up before anyone sees us”, you groaned in frustration.

Dodgeball wasn't a term native to your people. It was actually said to be derived from Earth. It was a game where players tried to throw balls and hit opponents, while avoiding being hit themselves.

The only difference was that people from your home planet would charge up ordinary rubber balls with some of their own energy and that meant that whoever got hit by a flaming ball of energy would be instantly thrown back by the huge impact and left with a stinging mark. Fun.

“Alright, here we are”, you said to your cousins who were following you from behind.

All three of you stood or rather floated in place as you marvelled at the planet in front of you.

Words could not possibly describe its heavenly beauty. Earth was truly an incredible wonder to the eyes. How could this be a forbidden planet?

“Y/N, look out!”, you turned around in confusion but unfortunately you weren't quick enough to realise that the ball Dongju had thrown was coming straight towards you at high speed.

It was too late.

As soon as the ball of energy touched a part of your abdomen, you were instantly thrown back by the huge impact, it was impossible for you to even divert your direction to anywhere else other than the planet behind you.

The faces of your twin cousins changed in absolute horror as they helplessly looked on at your figure slowly growing smaller and smaller, entering the Earth's atmosphere. They honestly couldn't do anything else to save you without endangering their own lives and because of that, they remained where they were.

“Why didn't you signal Y/N first that we were gonna start the game?”, Dongmyeong was the first to break away from the initial shock, his eyes widened in panic.

“What do you mean "signal", we always played dodgeball this way!”, shouted Dongju in frustration as he kept shaking his head in denial of what had just happened to you.

“..true”, mumbled Dongmyeong, letting his head drop.

The two princes fell into uneasy silence.

“We're doomed, aren't we?”

“Oh definitely..”

You were falling. You don't fall, you float but you were falling at that moment. When will the falling stop?

Maybe it was gravity that was pulling you down. You'd learnt about it in a lecture that Earth was the only planet that had this force that could pull you down towards the centre.

Despite being in a terrifying situation, you forced yourself to close your eyes, to let all the fear and panic inside you fade away. Hugging the energy ball tightly to your abdomen, you could feel a wave of peace washed over you.

“I really hope the landing's soft”

Life could be tiring sometimes without a doubt. That's why people have hobbies, to distract themselves, to find an escape from their routine.

Hyungu's no different.

His fascination with astronomy started way back when he was younger when he used to have intricate dreams about asteroids, stars, and just about everything related to the universe above.

When he got older, he never once missed an opportunity to go stargazing. Lucky for him, he'd stumbled across this lonely hill one night while taking a longer route back home during his first year of university.

The view from it was like no other. Hyungu would simply lie down on the plain grass and admire the map of stars twinkling above him. If he stayed a little longer, he might even catch a shooting star or two.

There was a whole universe out there, and he could only watch it from his tiny little planet. Even so, he was still happy because stargazing truly felt like an infinite bliss for him.

On the 24th of November, he decided to visit the hill to meet his twinkling companions. He was also hoping he'd come across a few shooting stars to make some wishes. It was, after all, his birthday.

The path he took had cherry blossom trees lined up all the way to the hill, but their branches were bare without a single pink flowery beauty on them as winter was slowly approaching. Wisps of the cold wind blew on his face, sending tiny shivers throughout Hyungu's body. He hugged his white parka tighter around him to keep himself warm.

He had expected the night to be freezing which was why he came prepared with a huge thermos filled with delicious homemade hot chocolate tucked away safely in his tote bag. The night's stargazing experience would be just wonderful, he was sure of it.

Taking slow careful steps up the hill, he could already see his stars welcoming him. Regulus was shining brighter than ever which made Hyungu smile dearly in adoration of his favourite star.

After finding his usual spot, Hyungu immediately plopped on the grass with a soft thud. When he looked up into the sky, he could see dozens of beautiful stars scattered all over, looking as though they were like freckles on a person's face.

He started to search for constellations that he could remember off the top of his head and with each success, he bumped his fist in the air in victory.

“I probably looked funny when I did that”, he chuckled to himself, his ears turning a faint shade of red. Thankfully, no one was there to witness it.

This went on for about a few minutes before something that was moving very fast caught Hyungu's attention from the corner of his eye. Turning his head sharply towards the source, excitement rose from inside of him.

A shooting star!

Normally, he would close his eyes and clasp his palms together as soon as he saw a shooting star to make a wish, but this time, he hesitated.

He noticed something odd about it.

Firstly, it was slightly bigger than an average shooting star. Secondly, it was glowing purple. The second part was what shocked Hyungu the most, he had to rub his eyes to make sure he wasn't dreaming. When did shooting stars become purple? Did he miss some kind of unforeseen phenomenon which caused them to change colours? Whatever it was, Hyungu was confused to say the least.

To make things even weirder, the shooting star had stopped moving halfway across the sky and was now directly in front of Hyungu's line of vision. It also seemed to be getting bigger and bigger as time passed by. Unfortunately, that's when he finally realised that the so-called shooting star was actually heading towards his direction, and it was moving fast.

Hyungu's eyes widened but he was frozen in place, too scared to move an inch from where he was. All he could do was shield his face with his padded arms, hoping that it would be enough to brace the impact.

He stood like that for a few minutes but when he heard nothing from the other side, he slowly removed his arms from his face. He really didn't expect to meet a pair of luminous gray eyes staring back into his own black ones, much less a whole person hovering above him.

Hyungu shared the same shocked look as the mysterious person. He didn't quite understand how this person could possibly be off the ground without having anything attached.

“What the-”, you whispered in confusion.

The fall took a while before it came to a stop. When it did, it didn't feel like you'd landed on something. Instead, you felt like you were still suspended in mid-air. Curious to know why, you slowly opened your eyes for the first time since you entered the Earth's atmosphere. Immediately, you were taken aback by the sight in front of you— or rather, below you because there was literally someone else, a boy, sitting on the ground below you. Before you could take a good look at him, you felt an invisible force push you in the back and send you crashing into the Earth boy.

His jaw hit your nose, and your forehead hit his.

The both of you were groaning in pain, lying a few feet away from each other after you had instinctively pushed yourself off of him upon impact.

“Well, that was certainly a soft landing”, you said sarcastically as you got up from the cold ground while still rubbing your nose bridge to relieve the pain. You even had to blink a few times to adjust your blurry vision to your new surroundings.

The flames of the ball that you were hugging all throughout your fall down to Earth had already been extinguished and it was now resting against the Earth boy's foot.

The Earth boy..

For a second there, you had forgotten all about him. You were a bit concerned though. Poor him probably didn't expect someone to crash into him from outer space.

With shy steps, you gingerly approached him. Just like you, he was also rubbing his nose bridge as he sat up from the ground and stretched out his legs. His eyes were closed too.

Once you were beside him, you crouched down to his level and lightly tapped his left shoulder twice.

Hyungu was trying so hard to ignore the pain on his nose but it felt like he had just been hit hard by some type of metal. He was busy rubbing it when suddenly, he felt two light taps on his shoulder.

Opening his eyes, he turned his head to his left and saw that the same mysterious person was smiling at him. Hyungu couldn't help but gape at this odd stranger's appearance. With hair of regal purple and eyes illuminating silver radiance, the person truly looked otherworldly.

So aliens don't really look like E.T.?

Behind your smile, you were feeling kind of awkward because the boy had stopped moving once he laid eyes on you.

Is this Earth boy broken or something?

Not sure what made you do it, but you decided to reach your finger out and poked his forehead with it. You were glad that it took him out of the trance that he was in. Now, you could finally try asking him some of the questions that had been bothering you since you arrived on Earth.

“Hi, do you know where I could borrow a bio-ship? I really need to go back home as soon as possible”, you asked the Earth boy politely, pointing a finger upwards towards the sky.

Unfortunately, you were met with silence.

“You do have bio-ships here on Earth, right? You know, the ones that are organic and make you look really cool when you take them for a spin”, you elaborated, assuming that maybe bio-ships went by another name on Earth and this Earth boy might be confused by that.

However, when he continued to give you confused expressions with no replies whatsoever, realisation finally hit you.

“Oh no no no, please no, it can't be”, you shook your head furiously, desperately trying to reassure yourself but failing in the process.

Grabbing the boy's padded shoulders and shaking them back and forth gently, you hoped that your assumptions were wrong when you asked him, “Do you understand what I'm saying?”

From confusion to concern, the Earth Boy replied back, but unfortunately, not a single word was understood by you. Whatever he said was too foreign to your ears, you couldn't even guess the meaning of anything he was trying to say to you.

You stood up from where you were crouching and moved a few steps away from the Earth boy. With your back facing him, you placed a hand on your chest and tried to calm yourself down with slow breaths. Panicking wouldn't help your situation, so the best you could do right now was to proceed with a clear mind. Maybe then, could you think of something that could help overcome this language barrier.

This definitely was the weirdest encounter Hyungu had ever experienced in his whole life. Who would've thought that a shooting star that turned out to be an actual person would be talking to him in some kind of alien language right now.

Of course, he didn't know how to respond so he just kept quiet but the moment the mysterious space person started panicking and stood up from beside him, that's when Hyungu decided to pack his stuff as fast as he could and attempted to run away as quietly as possible. He had had enough of weird things happening to him in one night.

Tiptoeing down the hill, Hyungu kept looking back to make sure that the person was still there. Once he knew he was much further away from the hill, he slowed down his pace and leisurely strolled along the path that would take him back home to the dorms.

Did the Earth boy honestly think you didn't notice his retreating figure? His footsteps weren't as quiet as he probably thought they were.

While you were still unsure of what to do, you still followed him from behind because he might be the only one who could help you. Besides, there weren't any other Earth people around anyway.

You raked your brain to search for some solution. You could've sworn there was something you could do to learn a foreign language in an instant. There was a lesson around it when you took Earth Studies as an elective last year. You just had to remember what it was.

A low rumbling sound interrupted your thoughts. Clutching your stomach, you sighed in annoyance. It's been a few hours since you last ate or drank something. Moments later, another sound came from in front of you, this time it was a low gasp. You slowly raised your head to see that the Earth boy had finally realised that you were following him all this while. His eyes were wide open and his cheeks were tinted with a faint shade of red.

In a blink of an eye, he started to run. You were dumbfounded by his action but at that moment, something clicked in your mind and you began to chase after him.

“Wait, hold up! I need to do something”, you called out to him despite knowing that he couldn't understand anything you're saying.

He was fast but you were faster. When you heard the rustling of his clothing growing quieter, you took this chance to pick up your speed. Once he was already an arm's length away from you, you reached your right hand out and grabbed the sleeve of his padded clothing, causing him to halt.

You turned him around to face you. Not giving him any time to comprehend what was happening, you immediately landed a small peck on his rosy cheek. When you pulled away, the Earth boy blinked his eyes a few times before falling limp on the ground.

Hmm Earth people faint when we do that?

Even after you did that, you weren't completely sure if you had already absorbed the language of the Earth People. The only way to check was to wait for this Earth boy to wake up.

Folding your arms in annoyance, you began eyeing the bag that he was carrying. As if on cue, your stomach rumbled one more time. Touching your abdomen, you wondered if he had anything on him right now.

Isn't that stealing?

You shook your head reassuringly.

It's "borrowing"

Satisfied with your own logical reasoning, you took a step closer to the purple bag that was still slung on the Earth boy's left shoulder. You lifted his arm up and removed the bag, leaving his arm to fall back to the ground with a thud. You peered at his face for a second and saw that he was still unconscious.

“How long before he finally wakes up?”, you stifled a laugh.

Holding the bag in your hands, you began to rummage through it, searching for anything that could stop your stomach from making any more embarrassing sounds.

Eventually, you found something. It seemed like a mere metallic cylinder at first but when you shook it near your ear, you could hear some type of liquid swirling inside. Eager to know what it was, you unscrewed the lid and brought the brim closer to your nose. When you inhaled, a strong rich sweet-smelling scent greeted you.

Bringing the cylinder to your lips, you downed the chocolate-coloured liquid in one shot. You let out a happy sigh as you could feel the silky smooth texture of it against your throat. It was absolutely delicious, you had never tasted anything like it on your home planet. It was gone in an instant!

Setting the cylinder aside, you lazily turned your head towards the Earth boy's direction to see him staring back at you.

“Oh great, you're awake!”, you smiled at him.

“Did you finish all of that?”, he pouted, “I didn't even get to taste it and it's gone”.

“Aww I'm sorry about that”, you apologised while looking guiltily at the empty metallic cylinder.

“Oh no, it's okay- Wait a minute!”, he exclaimed halfway through his sentence, pointing a shaky finger at you. “I understand you!”

Your whole face suddenly lit up when you heard those words, “You do? You understand what I'm saying?”, you asked him excitedly.

The Earth boy nodded his head enthusiastically. He too, was smiling in excitement, though he wasn't exactly sure why.

“It worked, I can't believe it worked!”, you whispered to yourself in glee. Now, you're one step closer to finding a way back home.

The sound of someone clearing their throat echoed into your ears. You figured it came from the Earth boy so you just hummed back in response.

“I don't mean to offend, but are you..an alien?”

Upon hearing that, you turned your head sharply at him which caused him to look away shyly.

Tilting your head a bit, you shrugged, “Well if being an alien means I'm from up there then yes, I'm an alien”, you told him nonchalantly.

“Oh w-wow, that's uhm nice”, he stuttered back awkwardly while scratching the back of his ear.

Even though you're extremely curious to know what life was like on Earth, you had to abandon any thoughts of exploring it.

“Anyway, do you know where I could borrow a bio-ship or any type of spacecraft? I really need to get home”, you asked him in a serious manner.

The Earth boy repeatedly tapped a finger on his lips in concentration, trying to think of an answer. However, when he looked like he had one, he gave you an uncertain smile. You were a bit worried to listen to what he had in mind.

“There is a place which has those..”, he trailed off.

Why did it seem like there would be a 'but'?

“..but normal people can't just go there and borrow a spacecraft, it's government property”, he furrowed his eyebrow at you in empathy, “I'm sorry”

You felt your heart shatter into a million pieces. Assuming that this so-called government was like your home planet's High Council, there was no way you would ever be able to leave Earth any time soon. Heaving a sigh, you waved your hand dismissively at the Earth boy.

“No worries, I guess I'm stuck here for a while”, you mumbled defeatedly while raising your head up to look at the night sky. You hoped that your twin cousins were at least busy finding a way for you to get back home.

From the corner of your eye, you could see the Earth boy visibly contemplating on something.

“Uhm..do you have a place to stay?”

A low gasp escaped from your lips. You hadn't thought about that at all. “No, I've never been to Earth before, so I don't know anyone here”, you frowned deeply as you hugged your elbows. All of a sudden, you felt alone and you wanted to cry.

But then, you could hear a soft kind voice asking you in the most gentlest way, “Do you maybe want to stay at mine? It's actually a dorm with a few other people but I'm sure they won't mind it”

“I don't want to trouble you..”, you already felt bad for being such a burden to this young Earth boy.

“Trouble? Helping someone else who's in need isn't a trouble at all”, he beamed at you reassuringly.

You hesitated for a while before accepting his offer. Something about this Earth boy made you feel like he was someone you could trust.

Soon after, the two of you began heading towards the Earth boy's dorm, walking side-by-side each other. Your eyes were wandering everywhere the whole time, soaking in the beauty of Earth.

“I'm Hyungu by the way”

You stifled a laugh but quickly tried to hide it by covering your mouth with your hand.

Hyungu looked at you in confusion, not understanding why you thought his name was funny.

“Sorry, it's just that I've been calling you Earth boy in my head the whole time since I landed here”, you explained to him apologetically. You could feel the heat rushing to your cheeks so you looked away, hoping that he didn't notice it.

“I'm Y/N”, you told him.

“Aren't you cold, Y/N?”, he shivered as a cold breeze blew on their faces. Hyungu kept tugging at his parka to try and stay warm but he noticed that his new alien friend was completely unfazed by the freezing weather. In fact, he was bewildered when he first saw you because you weren't wearing any thick warm clothes.

“Nope”, you simply replied back.

He nodded and the both of you went back to walking silently beside each other.

At that moment, Hyungu finally accepted that he probably wasn't dreaming anymore.

[a/n]

hi hi! yes, this was lowkey inspired by starfire and robin's first meeting where starfire kissed robin to understand and speak English ^ ^

hope you had fun reading this!

also don't forget to stream parting ;)

#onewe #oneweau #onewefic #onewefluff #oneweoneshot #onewekanghyun #kang hyungu #kanghyunfluff #kanghyunau

7 notes · View notes

daydreaming-away-reality · 6 years ago

Text

Stargazing [Part 4]

Draco Malfoy x Reader | ☁️ + ☔ + 🌠 + ✨ | 1.9k | Ravenclaw!Reader | Arranged Marriage AU

[ Stargazing Masterlist ]

FIFTH YEAR

Listening to the murmurs of everyone else’s hushed conversations in the Room of Requirements, you closed your eyes and focused on the wand movements in order to create a Patronus.

“Ready when you are, (Y/N).”

Nodding to acknowledge Harry’s words, you concentrated on the creation of the charm - happy thoughts. As much as it hurt you to think about a certain blonde hair boy, he was also the source of some of your happiest memories.

Without opening your mouth, you let the words quietly whisper in your mind.

“Expecto Patronum.”

The tip of your wand glowed a bright blue light that came out in wisp of smoke. It wasn’t long before your magic glowed brighter and began to shape into a distinctive shape.

Gasps immediately filled the air.

When you opened up your (E/C) eyes, you were met with the familiar form of your Patronus: a dragon.

It flapped its wings powerfully as it swooped around the room leaving everyone in awe.

Like the original Swedish Short-Snout dragon, it shimmered blue and breathed out some blue flames. As if it could sense no trouble, your Patronus gently landed on top of a bookshelf to quietly rest before fading away.

“Impressive,” you heard Neville murmur.

“Thanks for the demonstration, (Y/N),” Harry praised you. Turning back to everyone else, he smiled encouragingly. “Alright, let’s all give it a try! Don’t feel discouraged if you can’t get it the first few tries, the Patronus Charm is one of the most advanced forms of magic.”

Once everyone was dismissed to give the spell a try on their own, you felt someone nudge you.

“I didn’t know your Patronus would be a dragon,” Hermione commented. “Its impressive! I thought most Patronuses would be normal animals.”

You smiled. “Thanks. To be honest, I didn’t expect it to be a dragon either. According to the advanced charms textbooks, most Patronuses do take the form of ordinary animals, but there are rare exceptions of magical creatures and extinct animals being Patronuses.”

The brunette listened you eagerly, absorbing the information.

While Hermione definitely showed the intelligence of a typical Ravenclaw, you noticed her courage and bravery appeared to be her drive towards her desire for know. Perhaps being in Gryffindor was her true calling.

“What was your happiest memory, (Y/N)?” Hermione asked, eyes twinkling. “I get the feeling something special must have happened for you to produce a dragon as your Patronus.”

Hermione’s observant was astounding. Her speculation had you blushing as you recalled your happiest moments.

7 YEARS AGO...

“Draco, are you sure we should be outside?”

You tiredly rubbed your (E/C) eyes as you felt your best friend pulling you eagerly after him. Grey eyes flickered over to you with un-containable excitement as he tried to hurry you along.

“Don’t worry (Y/N)! I told my mother and she said it would be okay as long as we don’t go too far away,” he replied.

The last thing you expected when you were about to go to bed on your vacation with the Malfoy family was for Draco to drag you out into the grassy meadow. Accepting your delayed sleep, you did your best to keep up with the blonde boy as he kept a firm hold on your hand.

Once the two of you arrived in the middle of the grassy meadow and the house you were staying in was a small glow in the distance, Draco set out a blanket.

“Come on, lie down here with me,” Draco said, patting the blanket.

You sat down next to Draco before leaning back. The moment your head made contact with the ground, your (E/C) eyes widen at the sight above you.

The endless amount of sky stretching over you was sparkling with billions of stars. The sight was so beautiful, you could help but reach out to grasp back onto Draco’s hand.

Seeing your excited face was worth the late night trip, Draco decided, as he gently squeezed your hand. When he had heard about the wonderful night view this place offered, he knew he wanted to experience it with you.

When turned back to the sky, something caught his eye.

“(Y/N), look!”

Your eyes caught sight of the pale blue dragon’s figure as it flew overhead. The moonlight made it sparkle and paired with the stars, this night made everything seem so... magical.

Blinking out of your thoughts, you could only offer a weak smile to Hermione’s question. “Yeah, it is a special memory, one that I think I’ll never be able to re-experience with our current situation.”

Noticing the change in your behavior, the Gryffindor girl left it at that before practicing the charm on her own.

The rest of the session passed by rather quickly as you moved around the room like Harry to help the other DA members. When Hermione and Harry approached you about the formation of a group to practice defensive magical skills to combat Lord Voldemort and his Death Eaters, you were instantly on board. With how useless Umbridge made Defense Against the Dark Arts, how could you not?

Being an advanced student, most of what Harry intended to teach was something you were already aware of, but you agreed to take part as it was good practice and a nice break from your ongoing studies along with research projects with Snape.

When the time came for the session to end, you felt someone grab your elbow.

“What’s up, Harry?” you asked.

The brown haired boy offered you a soft smile. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah,” you brushed off. “How are you and Cho doing? Happy?”

Harry nodded. “Are you though?”

You froze. “What do you mean?”

Harry adjust his glasses before hopping up to sit on a desk.

“It’s just... I’ve noticed you been a little off since the Umbridge showed up. Does it have to do with the Inquisitorial Squad?”

While Harry was mentioning the Inquisitorial Squad, you knew he meant something else.

Draco.

Ever since meeting you, the Boy Who Lived knew there was a complex relationship between you and the Slytherin Prince. Even though it looked like no relationship ever existed between the two of you.

“Maybe,” you vaguely replied. “I’m just worried.” Turning to leave, you threw one last look at Harry. “Watch out for the Inquisitorial Squad while you can, Harry. They’re willing to dock points anywhere they can.”

With that, you took off to the Astronomy Tower. Sleep was more than welcome to you right now.

“The Inquisitorial Squad is coming!”

The shrill voice of Dobby made everyone panic. As Harry, Ron and Hermione tried to usher everyone off, they knew there was no escaping Umbridge.

You sighed, knowing the past few months of peaceful training was bound to end.

Hearing how Marietta was the one to betray the group didn’t surprise you. Marietta was always one of those Ravenclaws who reacted out of fear - backstabbing simply wasn’t part of her nature.

“Come on, (Y/N)! Let’s go!”

Hearing the urges of the remaining DA members who still needed to escape, you immediately hopped into action after them.

“There they are! Capture them!”

The sound of your pursuers made the members divide up. Making a different turn than everyone else, you heard the footsteps of the Inquisitorial Squad members split up as well.

Eyes darting around the hallway, you tried to remember the next turn for a staircase. You barely had time to think as the footsteps behind you accelerated.

A hand suddenly grabbed you, spinning you around.

Grey eyes met your (E/C) ones and left you stunned.

Draco seemed just as surprised as you were as he quickly looked around before pushing you back until your back hit a wall. With the curtains providing some cover, he leaned forward with a scowl.

“You were part of Potter’s group too?” he asked. As much as his voice was frightening, you could place another emotion in his tone - fear.

“I am,” you replied. Keeping your eyes cast aside, you hoped that Draco couldn’t tell you were actually hiding your true feelings. “You’re going to bring me back to Umbridge, aren’t you? I’m sure she’ll be proud of you, Malfoy.”

Biting his lip, Draco felt his heart break when you addressed him that way. Of course you wouldn’t make his job easy. He should have known you would be part of any group that rebelled Umbridge. You were growing more independent, he definitely admired that.

But now was not the time.

“Why?”

His simple question made you pause. Why?

“What do you mean?” you quietly asked.

Why do you make it so hard for me to protect you? Draco had to hold his tongue as he leaned in closer to you. “Why can’t you just sit back and stay out of trouble?”

His warm breath tickled your cheek, but you refused to back down as your (E/C) eyes flared up and met his grey eyes directly.

“Why do you keep putting all this distance between us? Did I do something wrong?” you demanded as your eyes teared up. “There’s a war brewing, Draco, and I don’t want to lose you before it even starts!”

The walls that the two of you worked so hard to build up seemed to crumble away instantly as you both realized your proximity. While there was still so much between the two of you left unspoken, neither of you could deny the pull toward the other.

Draco raised his hand to gently trace your cheek before pulling you close for a kiss. Instantly, your eyes fluttered shut as you returned his soft kiss. A single tear managed to escape, trailing down your cheek. Even though there were so many other problems you both needed to deal with, this stolen moment was too precious, too important to let go.

When Draco pulled away, he brushed a strand of your (H/C) hair back and then wiped away your tears. The way he held onto you made you feel like glass.

Perhaps you would shatter without him.

“You’re perfect, (Y/N),” he whispered. “I’m sorry... for everything. I need you to stay safe, okay?”

“That means stay away from you, doesn’t it?”

Draco slowly nodded. “I’m... so sorry, (Y/N).”

Pressing a kiss to your forehead, he stepped back.

“Get back to your common room. I need to get back to Umbridge.”

You hesitated but nodded when you saw the urgency in his eyes. Just as you took a few steps, you turned back around.

“I love you,” you confessed.

Watching your retreating form, Draco felt his heart race as he thought of the words that couldn’t leave his lips.

I love you too.

7 YEARS AGO...

“Thanks for showing me this view, Draco,” you whispered as you two were heading back. “It was so pretty!”

“Anything for you, (Y/N),” Draco replied with a bright smile.

You stopped in your tracks, trying to think of a way to return the kind gesture. The blonde haired boy turned around to look at you curiously.

“(Y/N)?”

With a idea, you bound forward and gently kissed Draco. When you pulled back, both of you were flushed pink.

Your first kiss.

“What was that for...?” Draco asked, dazed.

“To thank you,” you replied softly. “Did you not like it...?”

The boy immediately shook his head.

“No! I liked it. Just like how I like you, (Y/N).”

#harry potter #draco malfoy imagine #draco malfoy imagines #draco malfoy x reader #Draco Malfoy #draco #malfoy #x reader #reader insert #imagine #imagines #stargazing #part 4 #ravenclaw reader #arranged marriage

286 notes · View notes

randomfandomfiction · 8 years ago

Text

Sterek Hogwarts AUs

Dedicated to alicehadatardisinwonderland. I have an obsession with these and i need to stop.

Such Things Don’t Bear Repeating by Allizane (25k) Explicit A wizard, a wolf, and a boy. Or: spells and magic can never truly substitute for strength. (Harry Potter AU, in triplicate.)

it does not do to dwell on dreams (and forget to live) by HaleyElizabeth (23k) M After years spent abroad, Derek Hale is called back to the United Kingdom, and offered a job at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, as the new Care of Magical Creatures professor. After begrudgingly accepting, Derek quickly realizes that his students are a lot more than he signed up for- one of them in particular.

Some rules are made with all intentions to break by theaeblackthorn (23k) Explicit When Tutshill Tornados star chaser Derek Hale leaves the team and returns to Hogwarts to become the new flying instructor, sixth year Slytherin Stiles Stilinski can't decide what he wants more: to know why his favourite Quidditch player has quit the game, or said Quidditch player naked in his bed.Now, all he needs is a plan.

Half a house elf by Zarhara (17k WIP) T+ Stiles doesn’t really remember anything but that house. It was all he’d ever known. It was as constant as the air he breathed, and he needed it just as much. The others, who worked around the house, avoided him. They were older than he was, and wiser as they often said. They always called him ‘half’, though they never explained to him why that was. Or: Stiles is kidnapped shortly after his mother’s death, and forced to work for an old pure blood family. They change his appearence to that of an average house elf to make sure that he is never found. But more importantly they change his magic, creating a certain spark within, the likes of which the wizarding world has never seen before. Good thing too, because he’s gonna need it.

Forget Our Future Plans series by verity (13k) Explicit The second time Derek and Stiles meet is in a gay bar. A wizarding gay bar. It's very sparkly.

chantes une nouvelle chanson pour moi by pr1nc3ssp34ch (13k) Explicit Stiles Stilinski has been at Hogwarts since his first year, okay. That’s six years of experience. He knows how Hogwarts works, how it operates. He’s not quite an expert or anything, but he’s pretty damn sure he knows this school. So why the hell have they waited like a million years to start taking transfer students? And why is he the only one who can’t get a French date?

Fire Burn and Cauldron Bubble by pandacowhipster (13k) T+ When potions prodigy Stiles blows up one cauldron too many during one of his ‘experiments’, he gets assigned to making Wolfsbane Potion for the new groundskeeper. Which wouldn’t be so bad if the guy wasn’t you know, terrifying.

Green and Gold by AllTheseSquaresMakeACircle (12k) T+ Derek had a lot to consider going into his fifth year of Hogwarts. His parents were pressuring him to make good grades and to preform well on his O.W.L.’s. They were a family that worked in the Ministry after all. But he was more concerned with Quidditch. And his grades showed. Well, Transfiguration did anyway. So, he was going to get a tutor. That was okay. He just wasn’t expecting it to be one Stiles Stilinski.

Mother of Dragons by Lissadiane (11k) GA Since Hogwarts had opened its doors to werewolves, many Hale children had apparently come through, wary and angry, refusing to socialize with the other students. And one by one, they’d been sorted into Slytherin, obviously, with the odd Ravenclaw to mix things up. And then along came little Derek Hale, who’d barely gotten his ass on the stool before the hat was calling out Gryffindor. Everyone thought it was funny, even now, when Derek was in his seventh year. Stiles, though, found it fascinating.It helped, of course, that Derek was two years older and hotter than the sun.

Get Me In Trouble by scottmcniceass (8k) M Stiles is in his seventh and finale year at Hogwarts. Things were supposed to go smoothly-- he'd work hard, hang out with his friends, the usual. Unfortunately for him, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher has it out for him. To make matters worse, he happens to be the most attractive person Stiles had ever laid eyes on.

He Blinded Me With Library Science by mklutz (6.5k) Explicit Stiles blinks. “Right, the reading room. Do you have your, uh …library card?” he asks. He’s never been able to make that sound normal and not vaguely dirty when he actually means wand.

You Feel Like Home by thestreetballet (4.3k) GA “Derek, don’t bully Mr Stilinski. He’s had a bad few days.”

No Other Star by thestreetballet (21k) T+ Derek Hale, a sixth-year student (and werewolf) at Hogwarts, discovers that he’s bonded spontaneously to Stiles Stilinski, a second-year student. So, he does what any other werewolf would do - befriend the younger boy to get closer to him. Derek’s sister tries to play matchmaker, Stiles remains oblivious, the Hunters want his blood, whilst his own uncle is a rabid werewolf purist who hates humans (and Stiles’ father). Unsurprisingly, Derek wishes everyone would leave them alone. Comment: This is a continuation of You Feel Like Home! ^^

kickstarts again by 1001cranes (4k) T+ Derek has known Stiles was his mate since Fourth Year; Stiles keeps getting lost on the way to the Common Room - these two things may very well be related.

The Boy Who Pined by lupus (3.6k) T+ "That will be your legacy, ‘Derek Hale: The Boy Who Pined’, I like it, it suits you.” “Laura I don’t care if we’re related if you say that out loud ever again, I will shank you.” Hogwarts AU in which Derek likes Stiles but is too emotionally constipated to actually do anything about it.

delicate in every way but one by callunavulgari (3.3k) T+ “This is what I get for associating with Hufflepuffs,” Stiles huffs, pushing Derek’s face gently away from his. Lydia had to go back to work, but Allison’s supervising them, borrowing Mr. Weasley’s car and driving them back to Scott. She keeps shooting worried glances over her shoulder, like Derek is going to ravish Stiles in the back seat if she doesn’t keep an eye on him. There is no ravishing going on. Derek’s too close and has no personal bubble, but all he’s wanted so far is to rub his scent all over Stiles and tell him how wonderful he is. There’s a lot of love going on in the back seat, but no sexy times. On cue, Derek grins soppily at him, eyes glittering in the witchlight. “You were the best Slytherin ever. I remember.” Stiles snorts. “Well,” he says. “You got one thing right.”

Wistful Thinking by yodasyoyo (1.8k) T+ Unfortunately Derek has had a crush on Stiles for years. It’s not like Stiles has ever noticed him though.

Untamed by rosepetals42 (28k) T+ Of course, the transfer kid gets mentioned because transfers are rare, but the news isn’t that exciting. In fact, according to Laura, no one even seems to know his first name. The only thing anyone has really figured out about him is that he’s American. And that’s not exactly hard because he obviously has an accent. The only thing Derek really knows is that, despite other reports, he seems quiet enough, prefers to work alone, and has the most amazing shade of amber eyes that Derek has ever seen. Not that he’s looking. Obviously. OR: A Harry Potter AU where Stiles is a Slytherin transfer student and Derek is the grumpy Gryffindor who falls in love with him.

Comment: Sequel to Wistful Thinking ^ so make sure you read that first!!

I Wish He Was Mine, He’s Really Divine by yodasyoyo (80k WIP) T+ Derek has been pining for Stiles Stilinski for years. He never thought he’d actually be in with a chance, but all that’s about to change. OR: Very slow build Sterek, with nerd!Derek, sort of badboy!Stiles, plenty of pining and a Kira/Derek friendship for the ages.

Sleep Well by how_about_no (1.3k) GA Stiles and Derek both skip the quidditch game, and bond over sleepless nights.

Headed Straight For Your Heart by starcrossed (3.1k) GA His quest to get Derek to fall in love with him isn't going so well. He accidentally set one of Derek's eyebrows on fire today during Charms and Stiles is pretty sure he's screwed up for good. At least he can tell McWerewolf about his misfortune tonight. OR Stiles meets a new (anonymous) friend at the Astronomy Tower and maybe has a crush on Derek. Maybe.

#sterek #teen wolf #stiles stilinski #derek hale #hogwarts au #wip #angst #fluff #pining #80k #20k #10k #1k #werewolves #magic au #slow build #bonding #elf au #alicehadatardisinwonderland

6 notes · View notes

earnyourbacon · 5 years ago

Text

[:en]2:30 in the morning. The storm’s here. And with it, the dreaded storm. Again and again a violent thunder rolls over my tent, followed by lightning every few seconds. In itself, I like thunderstorms. But right now I’m not sure if the choice to camp directly under the mighty oak tree was good or bad. I usually avoid trees during thunderstorms. But the alternative in the open field was even less attractive. So I lie on my sleeping pad on my back and watch my little knife in the roof pocket of my tent getting brightly illuminated by lightning. There are noises in the tents next to me and I see light. None of us can sleep in this storm.

In the end we survive the night without being struck by lightning. But when Warren shows me a recording of the radar at breakfast, I feel a little nauseous. The tornado zone passed us by within a hair’s breadth. We all would have looked pretty stupid. The mosquitoes are already alive and kicking at 6 am. No wonder, they hadn’t got anything to bite because of the wind in the evening. So we quickly pack up the soaking wet tents and set off at half past seven – like every morning.

The weather today is perfect for todays project. It is 20 miles to the Kissimmee Prairie Preserve Campground, where a hot shower and real restrooms wait for us. Since the campground is always well booked, I had already made a reservation a while ago and invited the two boys to join me for camping on my site. Of course our feet will not stay dry today. The joy about a freshly built wooden bridge is only short, because due to the heavy rainfalls of the last night the bars just float on the water surface and sink as soon as we step on them.

Shortcut

Halfway through the day we leave the beautiful palm-oak forests and find ourselves on the prairie. Warren apparently has bumblebees in his ass and pulls away while Jason and I keep on chatting. About an hour later I find Warren again at the arranged break spot.

“How did you get through the waist-high water?” he asks me. I look down at myself, dry to my feet.

“What waist-deep water?” “Well, where I even had to hold my cell phone up in the air to keep it dry. It just kept getting deeper and deeper.”

“Where the hell have you been?”

I’m wondering. I mean, you couldn’t really get lost on the last stretch. In my mind I go over the map… and I start laughing. At one point in Guthooks there is actually an explicit instruction not to take this “shortcut” through the swamp, because there is “heavy alligator activity”. That I can laugh about it now is mainly because Warren is doing well. But the thing could have gone really bad. Jason and I had taken the u-shaped detour over a nice wooden bridge. Warren just missed the turnoff.

The last evening as a trio

The remaining miles stretch like chewing gum. For 7 miles it’s just straight ahead. No end in sight. Shortly after 5 pm we arrive at the campground and pitch our tents at the Astronomy Site. Here one should have a wonderful view to the stars. Unfortunately there is a full moon tonight. With a couple who just moved from California to Florida we share one of the picnic benches which are very valuable for hikers and enjoy the beautiful sunset over the prairie. No showers today.

Farewell

Freshly showered and with an alligator tear in my eye I say goodbye to Warren and Jason the next morning. I’m not in a hurry today, there are only about 16 miles to go and so I delay the departure until 9.30 am.

There is little shade in the prairie, so I take every tree for a short break to cool down. At a campground, which is located directly at the trail, I write a little note to the guys in the trail register – which they will never read, because they rush by the campground. Since I have no one left to chat with, I babble into my camera, into an empty turtle shell and with a cow calf roaming around all alone. But today is a good day, because after all I see three alligators, that are not either crazy far away or just give me the sting eye.

Strange

I am a little confused by the signs at the lock, which I cannot avoid. A sign expressly forbids me to enter the area or trespass. Another one says hikers should blow the horn. According to the third one I should announce my crossing in advance during office hours. Mind you: these signs are on the other side after I have already walked through the lock once without hesitation. Shortly afterwards I find a black bra tied to a wire fence. The story about it can be found in the video later on…

It’s not far to the end of my section hike now. Although I started so late, I am still a good hour faster than planned, so I take another break at another campground. Idyllically the bones rattle in the wind, which somebody has tied to a branch as a wind chime. One notices, I come closer to civilisation again.

The last night I want to spend on the inviting sounding Rattlesnake Hammock Campground, my “extraction point” as the military guys say. But when I arrive in the early afternoon, there is already a tent. At first sight completely normal. But the longer and closer I look at the scenery, the more queasy I get. Tent packing and tarpaulin lie scattered around the area. Next to it several beer cans. In the picnic bench there is a rusty knife, on it a kind of gas burner, which is certainly not meant for cooking. Next to a small hunting stool there is the package of an air bed where there is also something stuck in it. A screwdriver? In the dirt I find a hammer and a little further away an axe. WTF?

Since I don’t feel like being beaten to death with a hammer, sliced with a knife and roasted with a burner, I decide to leave the field – and take the axe with me. Who knows where the owners are right now. On the way to the sandy access road I tell my “pick-up service” via my satellite messenger that I’m waiting at the road because there are sketchy people on the campground. At the same moment I get the message: “Be careful, the groundsman says there are sketchy people.” So my instincts were not that wrong. Sitting in the sand and waiting, I suddenly hear loud engine noises behind me from the direction of the campground. “Oh, sh… now they’ll see I stole their axe!” In a high arc I throw the axe into the barely ankle-high undergrowth and stand up. Almost simultaneously I see my rescue approaching on the horizon.

With backpack and axe I jump into the car with my better half and we drive to the groundsman, who I show the pictures to and give the axe. He wants to tell the sheriff so he can have a look around. The next day he will tell the story to Warren and Jason for their amusement. As a farewell, he recommends another nice place in the area.

And so five days on the Florida Trail end with more excitement than expected, but still in the most beautiful moonlight at the campfire. It will not be the last trip out here.

[:de]2.30 Uhr morgens. Der Sturm ist da. Und mit ihm das befürchtete Gewitter. Immer wieder rollt ein heftiger Donner über mein Zelt, gefolgt von Blitzen alle paar Sekunden. An sich mag ich Gewitter. Allerdings bin ich mir jetzt gerade nicht sicher, ob die Wahl, direkt unter dem mächtigen Eichenbaum zu campieren, gut oder schlecht war. Normalerweise meide ich Bäume bei Gewitter. Die Alternative auf dem freien Feld dagegen war aber noch unattraktiver. Also liege ich auf meiner Isomatte auf dem Rücken und schaue zu, wie mein Messerchen in der Dachtasche meines Zelts immer wieder hell erleuchtet wird. Neben mir in den Zelten rumort es und ich sehe Licht. Bei dem Unwetter kann niemand von uns schlafen.

Am Ende überleben wir die Nacht, ohne vom Blitz getroffen zu werden. Als Warren mir aber zum Frühstück eine Aufzeichnung des Radars zeigt, wird mir schon ein wenig übel. Das Tornado-Gebiet zog nur haarscharf an uns vorbei. Da hätten wir aber alle blöd aus der Wäsche geguckt. Die Moskitos sind um 6 Uhr morgens auch schon quicklebendig und sauglustig. Kein Wunder, sie hatten ja wegen des Winds am Abend nix zu beißen bekommen. Entsprechend zügig packen wir die klatschnassen Zelte zusammen und machen uns – wie jeden Morgen – um halb acht auf die Socken.

Das Wetter ist heute ideal für unser Vorhaben. 32 Kilometer sind es bis zum Kissimmee Prairie Preserve Campground, wo eine heiße Dusche und richtige Klos winken. Da der Zeltplatz immer gut ausgebucht ist, hatte ich schon vor einer Weile vorreserviert und die beiden Jungs jetzt eingeladen, auf meiner Site mit zu zelten. Selbstverständlich bleiben die Füße auch heute nicht trocken. Die Freude über eine frisch gezimmerte Holzbrücke ist nur kurz, denn durch die ordentlichen Regengüsse der letzten Nacht schwimmen die Balken einfach nur auf der Wasseroberfläche und versinken, sobald wir sie betreten.

Abgekürzt

Zur Tageshälfte verlassen wir die schönen Palmen-Eichenwälder und finden uns in der Prärie wieder. Warren hat anscheinend Hummeln im Hintern und zieht davon, während Jason und ich vor uns hin schwatzen. Rund eine Stunde später finde ich Warren am verabredeten Pausenplatz wieder.

„Wie bist du denn bitte durch das hüfthohe Wasser gekommen?“ fragt er mich. Ich schaue an mir runter, bis auf die Füße trocken.

„Welches hüfthohe Wasser?“ „Na da, wo ich sogar mein Handy in die Luft halten musste, damit es trocken bleibt. Das wurde ja immer tiefer!“

„Wo zur Hölle warst DU denn?“ Ich überlege. Eigentlich konnte man sich doch gar nicht verlaufen. Im Geiste gehe ich die Karte durch… und fange an zu lachen. In Guthooks wird tatsächlich an einer Stelle explizit darauf hingewiesen, diese „Abkürzung“ durch den Sumpf nicht zu nehmen, da es hier „heavy alligator activity“ gibt. Dass ich jetzt darüber lachen kann, liegt vor allem daran, dass es Warren gut geht. Die Sache hätte aber auch echt schief gehen können. Jason und ich waren den u-förmigen Umweg über eine schöne Holzbrücke gegangen. Warren hatte die Abzweigung einfach verpasst.

Der letzte gemeinsame Abend

Die restlichen Kilometer ziehen sich wie Kaugummi. Elf Kilometer lang geht es nur geradeaus. Ohne ein Ende in Sicht. Kurz nach 17 Uhr kommen wir am Campground an und schlagen unsere Zelte auf der Astronomy Site auf. Hier soll man herrliche Sicht auf die Sterne haben. Blöderweise ist heute ausgerechnet Vollmond. Mit einem Pärchen, das gerade von Kalifornien nach Florida gezogen ist, teilen wir uns eine der für Wanderer wertvollen Picknickbänke und genießen den traumhaften Sonnenuntergang über der Prärie. Geduscht wird heute nicht mehr.

Abschied

Frisch geduscht und mit einer Alligatorträne im Auge verabschiede ich mich am nächsten Morgen von Warren und Jason. Eilig habe ich es heute nicht, es sind ja nur rund 24 Kilometer zu schaffen, drum zögere ich den Aufbruch bis 9.30 Uhr raus.

In der Prärie gibt es wenig Schatten und so nehme ich jeden Baum für eine kurze Pause mit, um abzukühlen. Auf einem Zeltplatz, der direkt am Trail liegt, schreibe den Jungs eine kleine Notiz ins Trailregister hinein – die sie nie lesen werden, weil sie am Platz vorbeirauschen. Weil ich niemanden mehr zum Quatschen habe, labere ich in meine Kamera, in einen leeren Schildkrötenpanzer und mit einem Kuhkälbchen, das ganz allein durch die Gegend streunt. Aber heute ist ein guter Tag, denn ich sehe immerhin drei Alligatoren, die nicht entweder irrsinnig weit weg sind oder nur die Augen rausgucken lassen.

Seltsam

Ein wenig verwirrt lässt mich die Beschilderung an der Schleuse zurück, die ich nicht umgehen kann. Ein Schild verbietet mir ausdrücklich, das Gelände zu betreten. Ein anderes sagt, Wanderer sollen auf den roten Knopf drücken, damit die Tröte ertönt. Laut dem dritten sollte ich meine Durchquerung zu Bürozeiten vorab anmelden. Wohlgemerkt: diese Schilder stehen auf der anderen Seite, nachdem ich schon bedenkenlos einmal durch das Schleusengelände durchmarschiert bin. Kurz danach finde ich einen schwarzen BH an einen Drahtzaun gebunden. Die Geschichte dazu gibt es später im Video…

Es ist nun nicht mehr weit bis zum Ende meines section hikes. Obwohl ich so spät losgetigert bin, bin ich trotzdem eine gute Stunde schneller als geplant, daher lege ich an einem anderen Zeltplatz noch eine weitere Pause ein. Idyllisch klappern die Knochen im Wind, die jemand als Windspiel an einen Ast gebunden hat. Man merkt, ich komme der Zivilisation wieder näher.

Die letzte Nacht will ich auf dem einladend klingenden Rattlesnake Hammock Campground verbringen, meinem „Extraction Point“ wie es die Militärjungs so schön sagen. Als ich dort aber am frühen Nachmittag ankomme, steht da schon ein Zelt. Auf den ersten Blick völlig normal. Je länger und näher ich mir die Szenerie aber ansehe, desto mulmig wird mir. Zeltpackung und Plane liegen verstreut in der Gegend herum. Daneben etliche Bierdosen. In der Picknickbank steckt ein rostiges Messer, darauf eine Art Gasbrenner, der sicher nicht zum Kochen gedacht ist. Neben einem kleinen Jagdhocker liegt die Packung eines Luftbettes, in der auch etwas steckt. Ein Schraubenzieher? Daneben im Dreck ein Hammer und noch etwas weiter weg eine Axt. WTF?

Da ich keine Lust habe, mit dem Hammer erschlagen, mit dem Messer geschnetzelt und dem Brenner geröstet zu werden, beschließe ich, mich vom Acker zu machen – und nehme die Axt mit. Wer weiß, wo die Besitzer gerade sind. Auf dem Weg zur sandigen Zufahrtsstraße gebe ich über meinen Satellitenmessenger meinem „Abholservice“ durch, dass ich an der Straße warte, weil auf dem Campground seltsame Gestalten sind. Im selben Moment erhalte ich die Nachricht: „Sei vorsichtig, der Platzwart sagt, da sind seltsame Gestalten.“ Mein Instinkt war also nicht so falsch. Während ich im Sand sitzend warte, höre ich auf einmal hinter mir laute Motorengeräusche aus der Richtung des Campgrounds. „Ach du sch…, jetzt kommen die und sehen, dass ich ihre Axt geklaut habe!“ In hohem Bogen werfe ich die Axt in das gerade mal knöchelhohe Gestrüpp und stehe auf. Quasi zeitgleich sehe ich am Horizont meine Rettung nahen.

Mit Rucksack und Axt hüpfe ich zu meiner besseren Hälfte ins Auto und wir fahren zum Platzwart, dem ich die Bilder zeige. Der will dem Sheriff Bescheid sagen, damit der sich mal umguckt. Die Geschichte wird er am nächsten Tag Warren und Jason brühwarm zum Besten geben. Zum Abschied empfiehlt er uns einen anderen schönen Platz in der Gegend.

Und so gehen fünf Tage auf dem Florida Trail mit mehr Aufregung als vermutet, aber doch im schönsten Mondenschein am Lagerfeuer zu Ende. Es wird nicht der letzte Trip hier draußen sein.

[:] [:en]Hiking the Florida Trail Day 4 & 5 – Alligators and the axe[:de]Auf dem Florida Trail Tag 4 & 5 – Alligatoren und die Axt[:] [:en]2:30 in the morning. The storm's here. And with it, the dreaded storm. Again and again a violent thunder rolls over my tent, followed by lightning every few seconds.

#Alligator #Florida Trail #hiking Florida #Kissimmee Prairie Preserve #Section Hike #sketchy people

0 notes

harrynell001-blog · 7 years ago

Text

Boulder

Cet report est une bauche concernant une localit du Colorado. Vous pouvez partager vos connaissances en l'amliorant (comment?) selon les recommandations des projets correspondants.

Pour les articles or blog posts homonymes, voir Boulder (homonymie). Boulder est une ville situe dans l'tat du Colorado, aux tats-Unis. Au recensement de 2010, la ville avait une population de 97385 habitants. Elle est le sige de l'universit du Colorado Boulder, la plus grande universit de l'tat. On y trouve galement le sige du Nationwide Center for Atmospheric Research (NCAR), un laboratoire du Bureau nationwide des standards et de la technologie et un important web site d'IBM. La ville, situe une cinquantaine de kilomtres de Denver, est la plus grosse ville du comt de Boulder, et la huitime plus grosse ville du Colorado. Boulder a la rputation d'tre un bastion du parti dmocrate[one]. Sommaire one Gographie 2 Dveloppement durable 3 Enseignement et recherche 4 conomie five Transports 6 Personnalits seven Jumelages eight Culture 8.1 Sries tlvises 8.two Littrature 8.three Divers 9 Notes et rfrences ten Annexes ten.1 Liens externes Gographie Boulder, implante 1665 mtres d'altitude, est situe dans la valle de Boulder, o les Montagnes Rocheuses rencontrent les Grandes Plaines. Boulder est clbre pour ses Flatirons, une chane de montagne qui surplombe la ville. Ces formations se prsentent sous la forme de grandes facettes rocheuses inclines vers la plaine. Dveloppement sturdy

Quartiers sud de Boulder, domins par les Flatirons La ville de Boulder a toujours t en pointe pour la protection de l'environnement. Ds 1967, les habitants de Boulder devinrent les premiers Amricains se taxer eux-mmes afin d'acheter et de prserver des espaces verts municipaux autour de la ville (open space)[two]. L'association Eco-cycle pour le tri des dchets y a vu le jour en 1976[three]. En avril 2007, la municipalit impose une taxe sur l'lectricit provenant des centrales au charbon[2] un tiers des dchets urbains sont recycls[2]. Toujours en 2007, Boulder est devenue la premire ville du monde appliquer une taxe carbone locale[four]. Depuis le 8 septembre 2009, la ville est la premire du monde tre entirement quipe de wise grids[three].

youtube

Aujourd'hui, la ville est entoure de 21500 hectares d'espaces protgs parcourus par 480 kilomtres de pistes cyclables et d'alles vertes[two]. Le parc national des Montagnes rocheuses n'est qu' quelques kilomtres de la ville. Les scientifiques du centre de recherches de la NOAA, situ au sud de la ville, ont obtenu avec Al Gore le prix Nobel de la paix pour leur travail au sein du GIEC. Enseignement et recherche Boulder abrite la seule universit bouddhiste des tats-Unis, la Naropa University(en), fonde par le Tibtain en exil Chgyam Trungpa Rinpoch. D'aprs une tude de l'American City Organization Journals, Boulder est la ville amricaine au plus fort taux de diplms de l'enseignement suprieur[two]. Universit du Colorado Boulder Cooperative Institute for Study in Environmental Sciences (CIRES) Center for Astrophysics and Room Astronomy (CASA)[5] Institute of Arctic and Alpine Research (INSTAAR)[6] JILA[seven] Laboratory for Atmospheric and Room Physics (LASP) National Center for Atmospheric Investigation (NCAR) / University see this here Corporation for Atmospheric Research (UCAR) Nationwide Institute of Standards and Engineering (NIST) National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration (NOAA) Nationwide Snow and Ice Information Center (NSIDC)[8] Institute for Telecommunication Sciences (ITS)[9] Southwest Exploration Institute (SwRI) Space Science Institute (SSI)[ten] conomie Siges sociaux d'entreprises Boulder: Ball Aerospace &amp Technologies, (arospatiale) Wild Oats Markets (rachete par Total Meals en 2007) Celestial Seasonings (th) Izze (sodas)

Autres socits disposant d'tablissements importants Boulder: IBM Cray Laboratories Transports Un bus direct, le Boulder Express Shuttle, relie Boulder l'aroport international de Denver en une heure environ. Personnalits Gilbert F. White (1911-2006), gographe amricain, y mourut William S. Burroughs Jr. (1947-1981), crivain amricain, y est enterr. Otis Taylor (1948-), vit Boulder depuis 1967, chanteur, guitariste de blues. Jello Biafra (1958-), chanteur, politicien et militant cologiste. John Currin (1962-), peintre. Kristin Davis (1965-), actrice. Pollard Berrier (1978-), chanteur, musicien (Archive). Taylor Phinney (1990-), coureur cycliste. Jonathan Vaughters, (1973) coureur cycliste et dirigeant d'quipe cycliste amricain. Tyler Hamilton (1971-), ancien coureur cycliste, y rside. Albert Allen Bartlett (1923-2013), physicien, y rsidait et y mourut. Scott Jurek (1973- ), ultra-marathonien, y rside. Anton Krupicka (1983-), ultra-trailer, y rside. Christopher Stills (1974-), chanteur, musicien. Jumelages La ville de Boulder est jumele avec[11]:

Mante(Mexique)depuis le 17 janvier 2000

Douchanb(Tadjikistan)depuis 1982

Xalapa(Nicaragua)depuis 1984

Lhassa(Chine)depuis 1986

Yamagata(Japon)depuis 1994

Yateras(Cuba)

Kisumu(Kenya)depuis 1994 Culture Sries tlvises La srie Mork and Mindy se passe dans la ville de Boulder. Elle met en scne Mork (Robin Williams), un further-terrestre, ici afin d'tudier les humains. Boulder sert de cadre la srie Championnes tout prix (Make it or break it) qui met en scne un groupe de gymnastes. Littrature Dans le roman Le Flau de Stephen King, Boulder est la ville o se rassemblent Mre Abigal et ses suivants, c'est--dire les protagonistes du roman. L'histoire du roman Shining, l'enfant lumire de Stephen King dbute Boulder qui est simplement le lieu de rsidence de la famille Torrance. L'action du roman policier de Michael Connelly, Le Pote, se situe Boulder. Divers Boulder est le sige de The Indie Acoustic Undertaking qui rcompense les meilleurs albums indpendants de musique acoustique dans le monde, chaque anne[12]. Notes et rfrences (en) Chris Barge, Party faithful split for primaries, sur Rocky Mountain News, 17 octobre 2007 (voir archive) Au pied des montagnes rocheuses. Boulder, paradis des colos - Florence Williams, Courrier global-The Boston Globe, 14 mai 2008 Grgoire Allix, Un laboratoire cologique dans le Colorado, dans Bilan Plante 2009, Le Monde hors-srie, M01545, pp.114-115 Grgoire Allix, La taxe carbone? Une russite Boulder, petite ville du Colorado, Le Monde, 5 septembre 2009 (en) Center for Astrophysics and Space Astronomy (CASA) - Web-site officiel (en) Institute of Arctic and Alpine Exploration (INSTAAR) - Site officiel (en) JILA - Site officiel (en) National Snow and Ice Information Center (NSIDC) - Site officiel (en) Institute for Telecommunication Sciences (ITS) - Website officiel (en) Area Science Institute (SSI) - Website officiel (en) Boulder's Sister Cities system - Web site officiel (en) The Indie Acoustic Project, Web-site officiel Annexes Liens externes (en) Web site officiel tats-Unis: Dur de se mettre au vert! - Stephanie Simon, Courrier international-The Wall Street Journal, 24 fvrier 2010

Portail du Colorado

Ce document provient de https://fr.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Boulder&ampoldid=137496991.

0 notes