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This exists in the wind

Know other, and thus know thyself. Know what thou art not and thyself shall unfurl before thine eyes. Yet, know thine eyes as thyself, and know no self before another. One twine of thy spiral unwinding, whence thy center point diverges, vast, in multitudes amassed betwixt thee; the eye of the spiral of unwinding. Thy sleeping self, merely asleep to life within a dream; awake to All aplenty. Alas, in tangent vortices all aspects of thee exist in mirrored reiteration. Fractalescent bodies of one name. Above the vortices converging round the center: a greater maw. A many weaving being, seeing

everything expanding in concentricity round compounding sound, the endless symphony; ubiquitous infinite vibrations of eternity, in resonant helical geometry. But these are just the roots.. Somewhere, amidst the canopy, ever-thriving disseminating light, crystalline dimensions break the mind splitting time in two. And there are infinities in every inch… every inch of me and you. A billion years of histories; a billion people, a trillion different views. All, interconnected through the dissection of light projected dimensions of intention wrapped, and woven endlessly around a gaping space of emptiness chock-full of energetic collectives. Each an individual unto themselves. I think, maybe, that’s what angels are. Accumulations of many universes; pulsating orbs of holographic light, teeming and erupting with the knowledge of a love that cannot be contained by illusory space.

A broken artist stands alone under a lilac tree of thrones - hands shadowed by despair from duties and coined affairs. “Why,” the artist asks the air, “is life so unfair?”

My Heart Bleeds Poetry #2 Charlene Pablo ( via @inevitable-realities )

Deidamia - 00

A story dedicated to the lovers who weren't loved.

“...For a long time I haven't liked anyone and I think Alice is one the best people I've ever met, I love spending time with her”,

Dahlia answered, then looking at Alice she said, “You’re my favorite person right now”, as she brushed through Alice’s hair. 

Alice sighed at the touch and smiled, “thank you Dahlia, you're so sweet” and the light was dim. 

Mercy had already teared up at the end of Dahlia’s monologue, Jen seemed so intensely focused as she zoned out, Claire was quiet as she usually was. But this wasn't a usual setting for any of them. 

What started as a light-hearted truth or truth kinda game had now escalated emotionally and everybody was crying at everybody’s answers, except Alice and Jen ofcourse, Dahlia could never relate.

 “So Alice, tell us about Jen” Mercy asked, sniffling a little as she laid down more comfortably on the bed, all five of them had migrated closer bringing the two single cot beds together. 

“Jen” Alice paused looking like she was in deep thought and thoughtless at the same time, her eyes sparkling in the little light 

“I don't know what to say about her” she chuckled and Dahlia’s sigh sounded a little like relief while the others were smiling. "there must be something" Mercy prompted her.

“Getting to know her throughout this year has been really nice” Alice added “that's pretty much it”, 

“very elaborate i must say” Jen scoffed. 

“Saying just one sentence is too much for you.” Alice rolled her eyes at Jen and they laughed at each other and everybody laughed along. Dahlia didn't realize her chuckle was faked until long after.

Text Excerpt From My WIP [IGNORE]

I'm just writing this since I got an amazing idea for this paragraph but it's not something I can write now so i'll write it here so I won't forget

"It would be incorrect to say that her death was the inciting incident to their (failed) suicide attempt. Not that it didn't weigh in on later matters but it's just not what caused the climatic failure that punctuated that evening. In actuality, the spark that lit the match was a thought that quickly fell away from my self-preservation's grasping hands. "I can't handle growing older anymore". From the moment my body was left to rot in that cold sterile prison, I was set apart from the human race through my brutality and immaturity. Dreams of riding our bikes to the waterfall framed by summer trees -- I wasn't meant to be there. Aspirations of wearing a champagne wedding dress with a cherised community cheering for my joy -- I wasn't meant to be loved.

"I want to die" as the curtains were mutilated

"I want to die" as I united with the ceiling.

"I want to die" as my feet were seperated from the chair.

I collapsed. Nearly landed on top of the corpse. It wasn't right. I was supposed to be falling into hell. Kissing the boots of Lucifer! Look, I don't know what you do in hell!? Anyway, that's not the point. I was alive.

I ran to door. Open. Closed. And stared into the mirror. It wasn't me. It was someone that was weeping as the tears stained their red cheecks. It was some monster with a mouth so stretched open and parted around a cry I was sure that this face of pure despair must have been etched in their birth. They looked like a baby crying for it's mom. I was a twenty-something with a mom who had been dead for too many years at this point. It wasn't me.

when i grow up

i want to be

an astronaut,

an author,

a magician

as a child, it was

easy to dream

of anything

a doctor,

a scientist,

a teacher

the world is vast

and full

of possibilities

now a grown woman,

my heart just wants

to be happy

but disappointingly,

happiness is elusive and

life is a sadist

that takes pleasure

in my agony

so in a world where

we can be anything

i became a masochist

-katie

Throw back to about a year ago when we weren’t in quarantine and I was thriving kinda sorta <3

Preformed at my city’s first slam and came in second place…and met the mayor…and got a gift card to a book store…like– could it get any better?

If you let me love you…

If you let me love you

I would love you like how the sun leaves lipstick stains on your skin

Like how the moon trails your shadow and laughter

Like how fireflies emerge from your fallen tear drops

And the wind dances until it makes you blush pink

I would love you like how the rain washes the day clean off your skin so you can breathe again

I would love you the way nature intended you to be loved

The way you have forgotten you deserved to be loved

If you let me love you

Stopped glancing away

And dancing around conversations

And walking past me

If you looked at me

Let me look at you

Let me love you

I would tell you of how when you smile I can trace constellations in the spaces between your teeth

That when you open your eyes I can drown in galaxies that exist there

Pinpoint a pollen sized planet and make home there

Cease existing everytime you blink for a momentary eternity

I will trace the fractured lines of your heart on your soft palms and callused fingertips

If you let me love you

I will love you the right way

Which is to say that if you let me love you

I will let you love me too

Because sometimes the only reason you let someone in

Is so they will do the same for you

Chapter 3 of Optimus’ Travels is finished! I’m 90% certain that the next chapter should be the last one, but who knows?

Why does the only other choice for not being wild rising  ocean, is to be the shore that gets washed away by the ocean? Why can’t I be the unstepped forest somewhere so the breeze don’t find me?

Pain

A/N: I wrote this a while back and am weirdly proud of it, if you like it please like or/reblong <3

Pain.

That's all I felt.

Pain shooting everywhere in my body.

Every fiber in my body absorbed by pain.

Why? I wondered.

Well, I don't know either. It's just there.

People tended to call me overdramatic or sensitive.

I can't really blame them though. That's what I about myself too.

Overdramatic, sensitive.

Overdramatic, sensitive.

Overdramatic, sensitive.

Those words echoed in my head like a chant in my mind every time heartbreaking sobs escape my mouth.

My tears like rain, my sobs like thunder, my face that hid sorrows with fake smiles, now distorted into an expression of sorrow and despair. My body throbbing and trembling. My deep breaths could be heard from a mile away. My eyes now devoid and bereft of colour, but saturated in the thick water of my tears.

My body numb. Not able to move a muscle. Everything felt abnormal, like I lost control of my whole body.

Just numb.

Numb.

Numb.

With a hint of pain.

Pain.

Pain.

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tagging my bestie:

@writingquillsandpainpills

Pain

A/N: I wrote this a while back and am weirdly proud of it, if you like it please like or/reblong <3

Pain.

That's all I felt.

Pain shooting everywhere in my body.

Every fiber in my body absorbed by pain.

Why? I wondered.

Well, I don't know either. It's just there.

People tended to call me overdramatic or sensitive.

I can't really blame them though. That's what I about myself too.

Overdramatic, sensitive.

Overdramatic, sensitive.

Overdramatic, sensitive.

Those words echoed in my head like a chant in my mind every time heartbreaking sobs escape my mouth.

My tears like rain, my sobs like thunder, my face that hid sorrows with fake smiles, now distorted into an expression of sorrow and despair. My body throbbing and trembling. My deep breaths could be heard from a mile away. My eyes now devoid and bereft of colour, but saturated in the thick water of my tears.

My body numb. Not able to move a muscle. Everything felt abnormal, like I lost control of my whole body.

Just numb.

Numb.

Numb.

With a hint of pain.

Pain.

Pain.

----

tagging my bestie:

@writingquillsandpainpills

Imagine if there was a novel in which a girl inherits a psychotic gene that's running in her family, and it occurs after skipping past some generations or something so she gets it, and starts killing ppl, and when one of her siblings finds out so she kills him/her too, and then she gets in a car crash or something and hits her head really bad then gets amnesia which makes her forget abt all the ppl she killed and everything and also somehow makes the gene vanish, and she gets visions of her and that sibling so she tries to find out who killed him/her and in the realises she had murdered him/her.....

A/N: I really don't know what's going on in my brain rn so thank u for bearing me, and this novel idea just occurred in my head and I hope it made sense.

The Blame I Take

I take blame that isn’t meant for me.

It hurts to do,

But if I don’t take it then who will?

If no one admits to their wrong,

Then it is my job,

Because somehow,

In someway

I am always the catalyst.

Anytime I come along,

Something that had once been buried

Comes to the surface again.

Maybe I am simply bad luck.

Maybe things would be better if I wasn’t here.

Which is why I take the blame,

Even when I am tired,

Even when it hurts me,

Even when it leaves behind scars,

I will always take the blame,

Because if I don’t

I fear they might leave,

And to me,

That is worse than any kind of blame I give myself.

𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐲 ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

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𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐧 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐩𝐢𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚 ‧𓍢ִ໋☕ ׂ 𓈒 ⋆ ۪ 𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐲𝐚𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐡𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐦𝐢𝐜 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐝𝐲, 𝐨𝐜𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐫-𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐲. 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭, 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞: 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐬, 𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐬, 𝐨𝐫 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬. 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩, 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 ♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧⋆⭒˚｡⋆. 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐭. 𝐌𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐫, 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐥 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞. 𝐀𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. 𝐈𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐱𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥, 𝐬𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐈𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥, 𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬, 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈˚˖𓍢ִ໋`🌿:✧˚.📷⋆𖧧.

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I wanna be dumb with friends

reblogg if you’re a dumbification blog and wanna get dummer or make ppl dummer

hiya bimbos! i kno theirs a lot of stupid sluts out their but how many of you actually are into getting dumb af? v curious whose out there an i wanna connect! also tho interested in encouragers an ppl who want to help make bimbos truly stupid!!!! let’s make tumblr dumb fun again!!

I’m an idiot and accidently deleted the ask but here’s you request @skateme2yokohama, I hope you like it! <3 

yay i’ll get u started how about some headcannons for aku and dazai with a really athletic s/o? someone who likes going on runs, always wants to go swimming, enjoys volleyball and soccer. do they join her? and if they do is it by free will hahaha :) good luck babe

Akutagawa

-          Listen when I tell y’all this man is not athletic (this poor man’s lungs) but he’ll try just for you.

-          Is like a cat around water so he refuses to go swimming with you due to him having the swimming skills of a rock. But he’ll buy you all the equipment you need like swimming goggles and will force Higuchi to go with you if you really wanted company.

-          While his physical health isn’t the best, Akutagwa is by no means weak so if he joins in any of your games, prepare for a true match. This man is competitive and is prideful, so he is set on winning.

-          I feel like out of all the sports, Akutagawa would be most willing to go on a run as it doesn’t require any equipment but also can be done in the early morning or late at night without any people around.

-          Will make up as at the crack of dawn to go for a run with you if you asked ahead of time and his lungs are up for it

-          One days he isn’t physically up for joining you, he’ll make you breakfast and make sure you eat after you come back.

-          He’d definitely watch you play soccer or volleyball because he’s mesmerised by your skill and pure athleticism. Its something he finds impressive about you, how you managed to acquire such skill just through perseverance and practise. It inspires him to work harder.

-          Overall a v supportive boyfriend and loves you even more for your athleticism

-          I also headcannon that he’ll be a soft boy and massage you when your muscles are overworked

Dazai

-          Listen this man is lazy; he will not participate unless your suggestion of swimming is in the river upside down with him in a lover’s suicide attempt.

-          However, he will be your number one cheerleader!

-          If you offer prizes such as affection for him playing, he’ll jump right up and join whatever game of soccer or volleyball you’re playing but don’t expect him to play fair, he’ll cheat because he wants his prize i.e. your affection

-          On days you’re too sore to go run or do anything, he’ll run you a hot bath with oils to help relax your muscles and cook you your favourite foods to make you feel better

-          On days you run, he’ll make sure you eat afterwards as you need to replenish your energy!

-          Packs you a water bottle so no matter what you’re hydrated (stay hydrated folks)

-          I feel like Dazai would enjoy swimming the most, so if you ask nicely, he will probably agree to join you for a swim but he won’t take it seriously and splash you rather than properly swim

-          Overall, he cherishes you and your athleticism as it shows perseverance and patience, qualities he greatly admires in people.

Aaaa I hope you like it love!

It part 2 time enjoy!

Cw: blood,fighting and some cursing and threats

"So how about it little guy still want to go at it?"

Max said with a teasing tone he already knew his answer the guy was scared and max didn't blame him from what it seemed like the hero's didn't tell him who he was or maybe they were trying to Act all big and tough but max new all to well that none of them were.

Max looked down at the little hero in his hold if he was going to be honest he didn't even want to fight he hated it. He became a villain because that's all people told him he could be because of his power his smile faded and he rub the back of his neck and laid out his free hand under oliver and let him fall into it.

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Oliver didn't know what to do this man 100x bigger then him still wants to fight oh god what was he to do he didn't know this man or what he was capable of doing. He scares every hero and villain that come in a radius of him and he still wants to fight him!?.

Oliver horrible thoughts were cut of momentarily as he was let go into the giant free hand and let him fall into his Palm. Oliver looked up to he the man had a concerned look on his face.

"Look man we don't-!?"

Max was cut off as he seen a building flying at him. And on instinct he held oliver close to his chest and moved out of the away. But just as he did so another building hit him in the face causing him to hit into the buildings behind him causing them to fall on top of him.

Everyone Focus their attention on where the buildings were thrown from to see oliver hero there with a smug look as he flu out into the open.

"Haha see that everyone I beat the monster I'm still the best!"he cheered as he raised his hands up

"WHAT ABOUT THE HERO HE HAD IN HIS HAND YOU JUST KILLED HIM TO!!" Yelled a reporter

"Oh so what we have plenty of heros beside he was dumb for even trying it"he said brushing it off. Everyone yelled and booed the hero and some were throwing things at him.

"WHAT THE HELL I SAVED ALL OF YOU. YOU SHOULD BE THANKING ME!!"he looked around see ing all the mad people and then he looked at the other hero who just as mad.

"IT DIDN'T EVEN LOOK LIKE HE WAS GOING TO FIGHT HIM!" Yelled a reporter

"YA BESIDE HE GAVE THE GUY THE CHANCE NOT TO FIGHT HIM!" Reply to another reporter.

Suddenly the ground started to violently Shake were the buildings fell on top of max and everyone even the heroes looked over to see what was happening. And to the shock they seen max move one of the buildings off himself and sit up. He still had his hand to his chest but he was bleeding a lot and he was looking down.

The heroes looked at max in both shock and fear he just throw to buildings at him and made a lot more Fallen top of him and he was still alive!?.

"WHAT-THE- YOU SHOULD BE DEAD WHY ARE YOU NOT DEAD!?" As he yelled that he immediately froze in his tracks.

Max shifted to look at him. He had so much blood coming down his face not only that but he had a very pissed Expression to. He looked like he want to rip him apart but all max did was look back down and moved his hands so he could see oliver and make sure he was okay. He was he was just passed out max let out a sigh of relief.

Max then got up with a grunt a he could feel a sharp pain in his back he'll deal with that later he just needed to help oliver so he started to walk to the other heros and as he walked past Oliver's hero he gave him a stare that shivered the hero to the Bone. He then opened his hands to the other heros to take oliver and they did just that one of flu to oliver and picked him up and flu him to the hospital. Max kept looking at the hero take oliver away and then with out a warning he turned and grabbed the hero( ok so I'm just going to call him idk maybe titanium not sure) in a Vice like grip and looked down at him.

Titanium looked at max in sheer fear and Terror as the giant face came closer and closer to him. He waited to see if max would bite his head off but he didn't he just looked at him and a angry blank expression which just confused titanium. Max grips suddenly tightened as the giant spoke in a deep terrifying voice.

"Try that s***! Again and I swear I'll throw you into the sun or into a black f ing whole! You little b####!"he mumbled the threat at the hero.

Who was trying to get free and some how he even was more terrified he started to cry. Max moved his head back and looked back at titanium and rolled his eyes.

"Gods your pathetic how did you even become a hero I mean really you were scared to fight me and yet that guy flu up to me and hit me on the nose and that may not be a lot compared to the fights you've been in but I got to say that guy had guts if he was able to tussle with someone you didn't even want to look in the eyes"

Everyone was quiet and then begin to cheer as titanium face became red from both embarrassment and anger as he looked around at everyone. Max then forced him to look at him again.

"Next time you want to fight me dont get some one else in involved you got that"max was giving him a Death Stare and titanium quickly nodded.

As max rolled his eyes and let him go and titanium quickly flu off. Max put his hands on his hips and watch him fly away he wanted to throw a building or something right back at him but he didn't want to risk hurting others around him. So he just faced the other away and walked past the buildings. Gods he was so done with the day he just want to go home and sleep mabye even have a little campfire in his woods.

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Oliver was looking out his Hospital window. He had just woken up a minutes ago and was asking a lot of questions. And the heroes answered them all truthfully and then they left him alone to get some more rest but he didn't want to rest he wanted to find max and know why he saved him. So he thought of a plan to escape and find him. He had asked where he went and they said he walks to the outer part of the city. Oliver didn't know lot about that area beside the fact that outside of the city was just woods. But he needed to know so when it got dark oliver open his window and flu out to the outer cities Woods.

It took him about an hour to get to the outer cities and there it was the woods were max went or lived he wasn't sure but he didn't care. He took in a deep breath and then let it out and flu into the woods.

Max decided he was going to take his two baby cows to the woods and Take his dogs one was a Saint Bernard , a English Mastiff , Tibetan Mastiff and then his Rottweiler puppy and lay by a fire. His puppy was playing with the baby cows when he could hear something come so he sits up to see what it was and then gets immediately smacked in the face by Oliver's body hitting him. Max immediately freezes he didn't want to hurt him. Oliver began to rub his head not realizing what he ran into until he heard barking and opened his eyes to see Max's blue and brown eyes trying to look at him. Oliver immediately went red and he flu back to give the poor guy space and then frantically started to apologize.

"IM SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRY IM-!?"Oliver's apologies were cut off as max held up a hand to tell him to stop.

"It ok. You didn't see me and I didn't see you so it's fine."max said as he laid back down.

"So why are you out here anyway?"

"I actually came out here to see you or more or less talk to you about today" Oliver was fidgeting with his hands as he looked down at the giant

"What about today?"max said with a raised eyebrow

"You know about the whole saving me thing" Oliver began to slowly move his gaze away from Max. Max seeing Oliver doing this sat back up to look at him batter.

"Ya so what if I did. I wanted to fight you to so" max moved closer to Oliver who on Instinct slowly backed away from him but then held his ground and looked at Max in the eyes will as good as he could.

"You asked if I wanted to fight you" Oliver said as he moved closer to max. Max looked at him with a blank expression.

"So I'm taking it as you want to fight me huh.?. Max said as he patted one of his big dogs on the head with his finger.

"Just let me put these little guys away-"

"NO! I dont want to fight you I just want to talk!" Oliver yelled which caught Max by surprise as he looked at him with wide eyes.

"Look. You just. I dont. I just didn't expect that from you everyone fears you and yet you..."Oliver looked down with a sad look.

"I just can't see why I mean you cheered me up when I thought I was weak you told me that I was stronger and braver than my hero... then you protected me from him even hell you even asked if I wanted to fight you!"Oliver grabbed his hair and slowly started to float down. Max moved his hands under oliver to hold him. Oliver immediately grabbed one of Max's thumbs and hugged it crying.

Max looked at oliver with a sorrowful look and lightly rubbed his other thumb to Oliver's cheek.

"I didn't want to be a villain.." max said oliver eyes widened at that he looked up to see max try to hold back tears.

"But that's all they told me I could be.." max said as he wipe tears away with his shoulder. His dogs jumped into his lap and so did the cows and max looked down at them and smiled.

"I new I couldn't change how others seen me so I just became what they wanted me to be." Max moved his free hand to lightly pet his puppy on the head. Oliver felt his heart ache for Max how could people do this to him ya oliver didn't know max all that well but for the little bit he did know he new how much nicer max was then a lot of people oliver knew. So he tried to stand on max hand but finding it was a lot harder than he thought so he grabbed his thumb and tried to stand up that way looking at max. Max moved his gaze to look at Oliver his smile disappearing

"Well I think you'd make a great hero" Oliver smiled up a max

Max's eyes widened as a little bit of red appeared on his cheeks. He looked away from the little hero not sure if he could look him in the eyes. Oliver flu up to Max's face making the giant freeze in his tracks. As oliver put his forehead on to Max's he could feel how warm the giant was. Max went cross-eyed trying to look at Oliver. Oliver looked into max brown eye and smiled.

"I mean really your like a big teddy baer!" Oliver said with a happy and loving tone. Which immediately made the Giants face go even redder. Making max lay back down putting his hands over his eyes.

"Gods I think your worst then the other heroes" max said with a grown

Oliver let out a little giggle as he laid on top of Max's face.

"Maybe I am maybe I'm not your just going to have to find out for yourself big guy"oliver said with a teasing tone. Max smiled at that maybe it wouldn't be so bad to have him around.

"Ya sure we'll see what happens "

Perfect

Pairing- Harry Potter x Fem!reader

 Summary: The series of events of Y/N’s and Harry’s love story.

Warnings: Mentions of death, pure fluff

Word count: 2.9k (including song lyrics)

A/N: This is based on Ed Sheeran’s Perfect. So listen to that for a better experience. Also it’s my first time writing something like this so please lmk if you find any mistakes. And English isn’t my first language so their maybe grammar errors.

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I found a love for me

Darling just dive right in and follow my lead.

‘She’s so beautiful’ he thought. You were celebrating your 5 year anniversary with your boyfriend Harry, and your two best friends Ron and Hermione. And Harry couldn’t stop looking at and admiring you.

Today he was going to do the thing he has always dreamed of. He had asked your god parents for your hand three days prior and he was glad that they gave him their blessings.

“What are you looking at?” you asked as you noticed him staring.

“You are gorgeous.” He replied. Your cheeks slowly turned into a shade of pink.

Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet

Oh, I never knew you were the someone waiting for me.

Harry’s mind drifted to the day he met you; The love of his life.

You were just sorted into Gryffindor and came to sit next to him. “Hi, I’m Y/N, Y/N L/N,” you greeted him lifting your hand to shake. “I am Harry, Harry Potter.” And you two instantly became very good friends.

“Oh stop it,” you said covering your face with one hand. “What? I am just saying the truth.” He replied grinning.

‘Cause we were just kids when we fell in love

Not knowing what it was,

“Harry it’s okay, I’m here,” you said pulling him in your chest while he sobbed as Dumbledore laid there dead. “It’s alright.”

“Please don’t leave me too, Y/N,” he begged in between his sobs. “I’m not going anywhere, Harry. I’m here and I’ll always be. I promise.” You promised as you rubbed his back to calm him down. That was the moment he truly and deeply fell in love with you.

He was smiling widely as he thought about this memory. He felt as if he was the luckiest person on this earth because he got to loved by you.

I will not give you up this time,

Darling just kiss me slow,

Your heart is all I own 

And in your eyes you’re holding mine.

“NO!” you screamed as you tried to reach where Hagrid held Harry’s body when Voldemort announced him dead but George Weasley held you tight. You couldn’t lose him. You couldn’t lose the boy you truly loved. You couldn’t lose him without telling him how you felt.

But then everything happened so fast and now you were watching Voldemort fading away in the air.

“Harry!” you yelled as you ran towards him and threw your arms around his neck. He wrapped his hand around your waist and pulled you close and hugged you tightly. 

“Oh Harry, I thought you- you-” you couldn’t say it. He placed his one hand on cheek and said, “I’m here Y/N, and I’m not going anywhere.”

‘It’s now or never’ you thought before taking a deep breathe and started, “I’m in love with you, Harry Potter.”

“Y-you are?”

“Yes, I’ve loved you ever since you comforted me when my parents were killed back in sixth year. And I promise to love you forever if you let me. I promise to be with you forever if you let me. I promise-”

But you were cut off in between when Harry pressed his lips on yours. You were shocked at first but then kissed back. It was a gentle and sweet kiss filled with love, passion, admiration, happiness and so many other emotions you both felt.

“I love you too, Y/N, so much. Ever since you comforted me when Dumbledore died.” 

You pulled him into another kiss. This time it was more passionate than before. Filled with more love and happiness than before. He moved his one hand and rested it on your cheek which gave you butterflies. You placed your one hand in his hair and the other on his chest.

And soon there was cheers coming from everywhere, but you didn’t care.

Baby, I’m dancing in the dark,

With you between my arms,

Barefoot on the grass,

Listening to our favorite songs,

Your mind drifted to the tent dance back when you were on Horcrux hunt.

“May I have this dance?” he asked when he heard your favorite song play on the radio and gave his hand to you when he approached where you were sitting. 

Ron had left and Hermione was in the other room sleeping so it was just you and him.

“You may,” you replied smiling slightly taking his hand.

And the two of you danced as if nothing else mattered in the world. There was an ongoing war, but you didn’t care. There were Horcruxes you came to find, but you didn’t care. Voldemort had risen to power, but you didn’t care.

All mattered in that moment was just two of you, dancing slow at the song that played on the radio, and staring into each other’s eyes with pure love, admiration and other mixed emotions.

When you said you looked a mess,

I whispered underneath my breath

“I look a real mess, don’t I?” you asked but Harry shook his head.

But you heard it,

Darling you look perfect tonight.

“Oh darling, you look perfect tonight,” he said kissing your forehead and your cheeks turned pink and your heart fluttered. Even after all these years he’s still able to make you blush and give you butterflies.

Well I found a woman,

Stronger than anyone I know, 

“Stupefy!” you shot a death eater who was going to attack Harry from behind. Harry looked at you with a grateful face and you nodded back.

Then you ran off from there to help Hermione who was also shooting spells on other death eaters.

She shares my dreams I hope that someday

I’ll share her home.

“One day-,” you started while you both were cuddling in your bed, “We’ll buy a house and live there forever.”

“We will, love,” he said smiling. He leaned down and kissed you softly but sweetly. He was glad you thought same about the future.

I found a love, 

To carry more than just my secrets,

To carry love, to carry children of our own. 

He wanted you to carry his heart and love. He wanted to be with you forever. He wanted you to carry both of your children. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with you.

We’re still kids but we’re so in love,

Fighting against all odds,

I know we’ll be alright this time.

“Who does she think she is?!” you snapped when you read an article about you and Harry written by Rita Skeeter. 

‘Y/N L/N is just with Harry Potter because he’s The Boy who Lived. She’s just using him for fame. We know this is sad but it’s true.’ The article said.

“I’ll kill her!” you said as you grabbed your wand but Harry grabbed your arms to stop you.

“Calm down love. We both know it’s not true.” He said kissing your temple.

“But people will get the wrong idea about us,” you said. 

“Let them, we’ll be alright. I promise.” He replied.

Darling just hold my hands,

Be my girl I’ll be your man,

I see my future in your eyes.

“Take my hand,” you said as you and Harry were walking on a street in the night of silent winter. He smiled at you before taking your hand in his.

You rested your head on his shoulder as you walked and you couldn’t help but stare at him. His clenched masculine jawline, his beautiful emerald eyes shining in the moonlight behind his round glasses, his soft and pink lips.

You loved everything about him. He caught you staring and chuckled while your cheeks turned pink.

“What are you looking at?” he asked grinning. 

“Have I ever told you that you have pretty eyes?” you said.

“You have,” he replied smiling and staring right into your glistening E/C eyes. You could look into his eyes forever. You could see a perfect future with him in them. 

You leaned up and pressed your lips on his, softly but passionately. He kissed you back with a smile and with the same passion, love and admiration as you.

Baby, I’m dancing in the dark,

With you between my arms,

Barefoot on the grass,

Listening to our favorite song,

“May I have this dance?” you asked giving him your hand as Ron played both of your favorite song.

“You may,” he said taking your hand and he placed his one hand on your waist while he interlocked your fingers with his other. You placed your free hand on his shoulder and started dancing slow on it. 

Ron and Hermione too started dancing and smiled whenever they glanced at you both.

“You’re still a terrible dancer,” you said giving out a small laugh as Harry stepped on your foot for the fifth time.

“Sorry, I never really danced after our tent incident,” he replied. 

When I saw you in that dress,

Looking so beautiful

I don’t deserve this darling

You look perfect tonight.

He was still in awe when you showed up in your gorgeous red dress today. You looked even more beautiful.

‘How did I get so lucky?’ he thought still dancing with you. Your head was resting on his chest. He watched you as you sighed dreamily clearly thinking about something. 

You both switched partners so now you were dancing with Ron and him with Hermione.

You frowned a bit when you saw tears in Ron eyes. “What’s wrong?” you asked him concerned. Ever since you met Ron and Hermione they had became like a brother and a sister you never had. 

“Nothing, I’m just very happy today,” he replied smiling widely. 

“Oh, what’s the occasion? Is ‘Mione pregnant?” you teased as he rolled his eyes.

“Don’t be stupid, if she was you’d be the first to know. Even before me.” You laughed at this as you both continued to talk and tease each other like siblings.

On the other side, Harry was getting panic attacks while Hermione was trying to calm him. “What if she says no, ‘Mione? What will I do then?” he asked worried.

“Don’t be stupid. Of course she’ll say yes. She’s head over heels in love with you,” she reassured, “and if she doesn’t, I’ll make sure that she’s sent to Azkaban for not saying it.”

Harry laughed at this but his insecurities were still there. What if you didn’t loved him enough to spend your life with him? What if he messed up? What if you broke things off? What if-

“Harry!” he snapped out of his thoughts when he heard Hermione’s voice.

“Yeah?”

“Are you ready?” 

He took a deep breath before nodding making her smile. She nodded as she stepped away.

He looked at Ron and mouthed ‘I am ready’ and Ron nodded smiling in response. 

He started moving you towards Harry and pushed you lightly to make you turn around and when you did-

Baby, I’m dancing in the dark,

With you between my arms.

Barefoot on the grass

Listening to our favorite song

You couldn’t stop your tears flowing at the sight. You found him bent down on one knee, with a ring his hand and happy tears in his eyes as well.

He started, “Y/N, when I was young, I never knew what was love because of the Durlseys. But when I met you, everything changed. I found the brightness in my dark life. I found the reason for my smile, the day I found you. I love you so so much, Y/N. 

With you, my life becomes whole, with you my days become bright. In your hands I would love to lay, this night and for the rest of my life. You’re the only thing I’ll see forever. In my eyes, in my words, and in everything I do, your sight is the only sight that will ever bring me peace.

I have faith in what I see,

Now I know I have met an angel

In person, and she looks

Perfect

I want to grow old with you. I want to raise our children with you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to be with you forever and ever. So Y/N L/N, will you marry me?” he finished tears now uncontrollably falling from both of your eyes.

You were overwhelmed with your emotions and no words came into your throat. So instead you pulled him up and kissed him hard putting all unspoken words, feelings in just one kiss. He kissed you back with same emotions as yours.

“Yes! A million times yes!” you said as you both pulled away and he slipped the ring on your ring finger.

Ron and Hermione, who were watching from a distance couldn’t help up but cry and cheer. They couldn’t tell the happiness they were feeling in words.

I don’t deserve this

You look perfect tonight

You and Harry had your foreheads touch as you stared and smiled at each other.

“I love you so much, Harry Potter.”

“I love you too, soon-to-be Mrs Potter.”

Your lips collided once again. And this was the beginning of a new chapter in your both’s lives.

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A/N- I know it sucked but thanks for still reading it.

Steal my girl

Pairing: James Sirius Potter x Fem!Malfoy!Reader

Summary: When James gets jealous over your obsession with a certain boy band, he finds that very band the key to win your heart.

Warnings: None, just fluff, my poor English :)

Word count: 1.2k

A/N: You and James are in your 7th year. Plus I’m myself a directioner. (Song featured- Steal my girl by One direction.)

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You were walking through the Hogwarts grounds to take a break from everyday routine. You put your headphones on your head and played songs of a muggle band called One Direction, which you came to love so much recently.

You reached your secret spot near Black lake about which only you and and your best friend James knew about. You sat down and stared at the lake as songs got played and bobbed your head with beats. You didn’t notice when James came up beside you until he took your headphones off.

“Geez Y/N, how much loudly do you listen? I’ve been calling you since past five minutes,” he said before putting them on his head, “Woah this loud! And again One Direction?”

“I didn’t want any outside noise and yes again,” you said teasingly. James rolled his eyes.

“Wanna go prank Albus and Scorpius?” he suggested. It was strange that your younger brothers were best friends knowing their parents’ history.

You shook your head. “Nah, I’d rather listen to One Direction.”

He groaned, “Ugh c’mon, you’ve been listening to them since I don’t remember how long. Hang out with me too.”

“And why should I do that?” you teased.

“Because I am the chosen one’s son,” he replied.

“Oh shove off,” you said pushing him slightly by his shoulders before placing your headphones back.

He rolled his eyes. He sat there for some more time and stared at you and wondered how he could get your attention. He couldn’t think of anything so he got up and left. You looked at him walking away towards the castle and couldn’t help but feel a little bad for not spending time with him.

On his way back he ran his hands through his soft hair. ‘I’ve been wanting her attention since a very long time and now she is obsessed with that stupid band’ he thought.

“What should I do?” he yelled in frustration to which Fred Weasley, who heard him, came up to him. 

“Why are you yelling?” he asked.

So he told him all his feelings towards you and how he was jealous of that band. Fred listened to everything he said carefully. He caressed his chin as if thinking very deeply. And after sometime he finally said-

“Do you know her favorite song of the band?”

“No,” James replied with a pout and feeling a little guilty about not knowing your favorite song.

“Hmm, I’ve an idea,” 

“What is it?”

He whispered something in James’ ears and as he went on, the smile on James’ face grew bigger and bigger.

“That’s a brilliant idea!” he exclaimed.

“I know.” Fred replied proudly.

“We do it tonight.” James said grinning.

Meanwhile you were still sitting near Black Lake listening songs until you felt hungry and saw the sky growing darker. You got up, brushed yourself and your dress a little and walked off towards The Great Hall.

When you reached there you saw James standing with a guitar and waving at you. You didn’t knew what he was doing so you just waved back awkwardly.

He winks at you making your cheeks turn pink before turning towards Fred. He whispered something in his ears and then he climbed on the Gryffindor table with his guitar.

“Everyone, can I have your attention?” he said loudly as everyone turned their heads towards him.

“Mr. Potter, what are you doing?” Mcgonagall asked.

“Relax Professor,” he said before continuing, “So I learned this one song for that beautiful lady standing over there” he said pointing at you, “Y/N Malfoy. Maybe then she’ll be obsessed with me.”

You walked up to him and whisper-yelled, “James get down.”

“Just wait and see,” he said before clearing his throat and started playing his guitar and sang- 

“She’s been my queen, since we were sixteen

“We want the same things we dream the same the dreams, alright.”

You immediately recognized the song when he sang the first line. And you couldn’t help but think of him as a younger version of Harry Styles.

He continued, “I got it all ‘cause she is the one, her mom calls me love, her dad calls me son, alright.”

And it wasn’t wrong. Your mom, Astoria, had always called him love or dear like names and your dad, Draco, has also called him son many times. And at his house, his mother, Ginny, also adored you and his dad, Harry, loved your visitings there.

“I know, I know, I know for sure-

Everybody wanna steal my girl, everybody wanna take her heart away, couple billion in the whole wide world, find another one ‘cause she belongs to me.

And it was true. Ever since your fifth year, many people had asked you out for a date or a hogsmeade trip together or to hang out. You were beautiful, kind, smart and what not. You always felt a little bad for rejecting them. James never liked this. He had liked you since you third year and couldn’t help but get jealous whenever someone asked you out. ‘There were other girls in Hogwarts too. Why didn’t they ask them?’ he would always say to Fred.

Everybody wanna steal my girl, everybody wanna take her heart away, couple billion in the whole wide world, find another one ‘cause she belongs to me!”

You couldn’t stop your tears coming down when he sang the ‘na na’ part of the song. He slung his guitar onto his back and said giving you his hand, “so Y/N Malfoy, will you belong to me?”

You grinned thinking he learned this whole song just for you. You took his hand climbed on the table. You interlocked his fingers with yours and kissed him. His face became red as he kissed you back passionately.

“Yes, I belong to you,” you smiled and whispered after you pulled away.

His face was now overwhelmed with joy. “Did you hear that?! She belongs to me!” he yelled excitedly.

“About time,” Albus said to Scorpius.

“Really. They both were totally whipped for each other since from first year and seriously it was getting annoyed seeing my sister swooning for him. My father will hear about this,” Scorpius replied.

“James Sirius Potter and Y/N Narcissa Malfoy, get down before I send owls at your houses,” Mcgonagall scolded but she too had a small smile on her face. And you both had to jump down because you didn’t want to receive howlers from your mothers.

“My parents are gonna love you,” James said.

“They already love me,” you said grinning.

“And how do you know?” he asked amused.

“Because I am the chosen one’s son’s ex-best friend and now girlfriend,” you teased and both of you laughed as you made your way to Gryffindor common room.

Thank you so much to sparvierosart for recomending my fanfic. Your words are really flattering. Seeing this on my dashboard made my day.

Also, the art is awsome! I love Loki’s hair. And the lightning in Thor’s eyes. And the three realms in the background. It is genuinely perfect.

TWO SONS by CloudyDay @jotunn-scholar

Pairings: Gen, Thor/Jane.

Summary:

As princes of Jotunheim and Asgard, Loki and Thor are not on the best of therms. To put it short they hate each other guts. After their last fight the peace between the two realms is at risk, the only wait out is for Odin and Laufey to banish their sons in the hope to salvage some kind of truce. But…will Loki and Thor ever be worthy again? A retelling of the first Thor movie with a different premise.

Why reading:

You cannot understand how much I love this story. The characterisation of the ensemble is stunning, everyone has a very unique voice and the plot is tick with new and exciting things. It’s one of the very few stories that take an hard look at Jotun Loki and his growing relationship with Thor without making them a couple by the end. 10/10 this story is spectacular.

Warnings:

A couple of violent scenes during the flashbacks, you will not be able to stop reading.