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notsolong-pause · 2 years
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«nobody» by mitski is the truest song out there.
i was sure that i just have to find my person the first time when I was rejected, and then the second time when I was told that “I am an amazing person, but…”. but now i just think that it’s about me, how i look, and who i am.
i look around and i get the feeling that i can only be attractive if i change myself, and my ways. because that’s the kind of girls that everyone chooses after all. why not me? the problem is, i like myself so much, and i don’t want to change in that way.
i just want to know what’s the problem with me. i just genuinely want to know.
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notsolong-pause · 2 years
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the rain knows all my secrets
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notsolong-pause · 2 years
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I am Russian. Never in my life i wanted to feel ashamed or guilty of who i am. But now, after reading the news non-stop for three days, not being able to sleep properly or go on with my daily tasks, I can’t help but feel the overwhelming shame and guilt for my government. I know, feeling this way doesn’t help anybody, and it’s, probably, just me feeling more important than I actually am.
For the past three days, I couldn’t stop feeling scared for my friends and parts of my family in Ukraine, for the regular citizens that were robbed of life and safety by the president of my country, for all the Russians and for myself.
I hate him for killing people, not only in his country now, but in Ukraine as well. I hate him for not listening the entire world, his own people, the UN, and for god’s sake (!) even Tal*bs. How mad one has to be if even the terrorists are telling you to fucking stop.
Seeing people hiding in subway, being under fire, looking at their life shattering makes me so mad and devastated. Their life being in danger is a priority, it is the biggest and the most horrible thing about this war and has to stop.
There are consequences that I am scared to talk about, because they are shifting focus to what I feel, to what every Russian feels. But even though, this is not the most important thing right now, it is a thing. I see it in the eyes of a barista when taking my morning coffee, my teachers, my friends, my mom, every single person on the subway. I am angry that this old crazy man who has gone fucking mad and sick from being the “tsar” for so long claims that we, Russians, are on the same side with him, that all this is done from our names and with our support.
People around me get arrested for:
1) Picketing
2) Going for protests
3) Posting on social media
4) Putting up signs in their windows
The list goes on. Yesterday a woman who lived through the occupation of Saint-Petersburg (read up on Blockage of Leningrad) during WWII was arrested FOR WANTING TO STOP THE WAR.
As a Russian, I feel that there’s no escape and no support. Our economy is crushing. In my family there are times when there is very little money and we have to think about where to cut the budget so we could have food for the nest two weeks. It is about to get worse. We are getting locked up in our country: visas are getting harder to get, sanctions are cutting off the internet, the transportation. All the sanctions are not making it harder for the Old man and his gang - he stole from us, he steals from us and he will keep stealing until we are drained to death. Finally, even if I go abroad some day, despite the peaceful protests that we have been on, despite our disagreement and hatred for the war, we are Russians, we are the aggressor. Our government, all the other governments in the world and the world community sees as a problem. or someone to avoid. I feel like I am being locked with an abusive parent who makes my friends suffer and tells everyone that I wanted this to happen, while I can only beg him to stop.
This whole post is not to say that we are the victims. The people of Ukraine are. My heart, my mind, my soul is with them. This post has no point at all. These are just my thoughts and feelings that kept me awake this night. God, I hope we all still have a future. Amen.
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notsolong-pause · 2 years
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An observation: like 97% of “x reader” fics, involving a domestic life/family/marriage/whatever that i have read always have the reader staying at home with the kids or the cats or the rats - idc. My point is, for me, personally, this is the most i relatable part about any fanfiction ever.
I am so not criticizing this lifestyle, but rather saying that it is SOO not for me. Frankly, I’d rather off myself than be a stay at home wife.
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notsolong-pause · 3 years
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I dropped writing for a couple months to focus on school, studies, exams. I worked the whole summer, and studied really hard. My social life has partially fallen a victim to my application process. And now I received my 32 for the ACT and my dream college is further than ever, I feel worthless and I need some support so badly, and I can’t even text anyone. I am afraid they’re going to blame me for being not smart enough or pity me, which will prove that I haven’t worked enough.
How do I fix this?
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notsolong-pause · 3 years
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A perfect first date
Late Morning Lattes
pairing • fred weasley x reader
prompts • coffee shop, “I missed something, didn’t I?”
warnings • it mostly just fluff
word count • 1k
a/n • just let me lead you on for a moment. I could have made it longer but I think it’s sweet this way.
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The summer months had been much kinder to Y/n than she thought they would be. She spent most of her days exploring. Enjoying the fleeting moments of freedom before she’d have to start a career. Her parents were kind enough to pay her way as she did so. In return she often found herself keeping an eye on her younger brother when she was home.
He was starting his second year at Hogwarts, still soaking in the magical place. Umbridge had put a damper on his first impression but he was determined to make the second one worthwhile. Because of this, he never failed to drag his sister to the Weasley’s shop almost every chance he got. Y/n would be lying if she said she hated it though. Afterall, the place was impressive to say the least. That and she got to see Fred.
When they walked in Fred was always quick to approach, ready to gush about any new products. As soon as her brother would wander off Weasley would flirt shamelessly just to catch her blushing. It never failed. Despite his confidence, it took him a while to work up the nerve to ask her out. Fred almost pinched himself when she said yes, sure it was a dream. The pair had been friends throughout the years but nothing had ever happened. Fred always knew she was serious about academics which he admired. Yet that was exactly why he never pursued her, sure that she’d brush him off.
The following morning Y/n rushed to the tiny coffee shop in Diagon Alley. She couldn’t seem to wipe the grin off her face as she walked through the crowded street. The tiny bell above the door gave her away as she stepped inside.
Fred stood from his spot almost instantly, nearly knocking his chair over. The commotion drew a few pairs of eyes but he failed to notice. “Good morning!” He beamed, straightening out the fabric of his button up as she joined him.
“Morning!” Y/n mused, slipping into his arms for a brief hug. Her skin tingling from such a simple touch.
A thousand thoughts seemed to railroad their way through his mind as he soaked her in. Like the way her hair fell so effortlessly on her shoulders. Or how innocent her pastel sundress seemed yet, it clung to her body in all the right places.
“Go ahead and sit, I’ll go order. What’s your pick?” Fred asked, pulling her chair out for her.
She tucked her dress as she sat, a small hum leaving her lips. “A small chai latte, and uh- a blueberry muffin.” She answered, flashing him a thankful smile. He offered her a small nod and left her.
Y/n watched as he stood in line with his hands tucked in the pockets of his slacks. She pondered to herself if he knew how good he looked even when he wasn’t trying, surely he had to. His sleeves were rolled carefully to reveal his muscular forearms. Even his hair was quaffed in a perfect mess. Every bit of him fit together to make such a beautiful man before her.
A blush rushed across her face as he glanced over at her with a wink. She quickly looked down at her hands, squirming in her seat. After a few moments he sauntered back to her with their drinks. As he sat them down he noticed a pause in her reaction. “I missed something, didn’t I?” He asked with a chuckle.
“Muffin.” They both spoke in unison as realization hit him. The two laughed at the jinx and he rushed back to get it. In a matter of seconds he was back, sitting it carefully in front of her. “Thank you, Freddie.” Y/n said sheepishly, earning a classic grin from the twin in response.
It was a name many had used for him yet it felt even more special hearing it fall from her lips. “Of course, Love. How is it?” Fred asked. He watched her with genuine interest as she took a bite.
“Delicious.” She noted. Y/n broke a piece from the opposite side for him which he gladly accepted. A small moan left him as he tasted it. Again, messing with her sanity without even noticing. She simply chuckled and shook her head.
Fred sat back in his chair with an exaggerated look of confusion. “What!? What did I do?” He exclaimed, with a chuckle.
Y/n sat up straight in response to the question. She dragged her cup to her lips and sipped slowly through a smile. “Nothing.” She settled, not ready to reveal the truth.
He raised his brows and waited, knowing she’d break. She squinted her eyes challengingly at him before giggling. “I don’t know. You just.. you make me nervous.” She admitted with a soft sigh.
“Good.” Fred grinned, leaning forward onto his elbows. “That means we’re even then.” He continued.
Y/n knitted her brows together. “Wait, you mean I make The Fred Weasley nervous?” She asked. A feeling of pride washed over her and apparently it was fairly noticeable.
Fred chucked a crumb at her playfully. “Don’t go around telling people. I have a reputation to protect.” He warned jokingingly.
From then on out the conversation seemed to roll effortlessly. Y/n spoke about her travels which seemed to enamor Fred. He gushed about the likelihood of opening a new store soon. They bonded over their sibling’s quirks and the oddities of their respective families. Even a few competitive arguments about the changes on the quidditch teams.
Hours had passed without their knowledge, smiles never leaving each other’s faces. Once the pair resurfaced in reality, a wave of sadness washed over Y/n. There wasn’t enough time in the day to spend with someone like him. He was everything she had hoped.
Fred was quick to ask for a second date, their first one barely over. He was convinced she was gonna be a love worth fighting for. Nothing excited him more.
@theweasleyslut
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notsolong-pause · 3 years
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Hey, what fandoms do you accept for ships?
hi! you can find it here
ALSO I’m adding Elite to the fandom list, if you’re interested
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ship request
“Hi I was wondering if I can get a ship for HoO. I’m 5’2’ I have chin length brown hair, brown eyes, and freckles. I am she/her pansexual. My hobbies include writing, drawing/painting, reading. I am in the Poseidon cabin. I am a figure skater as well as an art student. My favorite color is light pink. I speak English, Spanish, and Japanese. My family is from Eastern Europe and Japan. I am kinda nervous being put on the spot, so I am kinda shy. But I love going on hikes and just being in a calm area. Also I hate shouting and super loud people. Also I was a camp counselor for a few summers and I always carried a first aid kit, so people called me miss mom. Also I love cats. My nickname is Lulabelle, my real name is Lucy.”
a/n: hi!! thank you for the request - it was so hard choosing a character for you. I was also thinking Piper or Jason, but went with that in the end:) Hopefully, you like it.
if you want to request a ship, click here
Heroes of Olympus:
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I ship you with Frank Zhang
Okay, first of all, you certainly can’t cal him loud or annoying. This man knows how to respect your borders and give you space when you need it. He’s very thoughtful and when you want to spend time with him, you can just sit in silence together if you want.
He trusts you with his peace of wood XD, because he knows how careful and caring you are.
You would secretly sketch him, and whenever he would find this drawings, he would turn all UwU, but put them back, because you didn't give a permission to touch any of them.
Him being skeptical about Poseidon and waer in general, but gradually growing to like it more as you spend time near the water together.
He's kinda awkward, so when he sees you figure skating for the first time, he's struck, he's in awe. And you would listen to the music together or going to some museums maybe even, since he's sorta an artistic person as well
You wish you had put sneakers on. It was what seemed like a thousand degrees, even in the shadow of trees. You and Frank decided to go hiking, and picked, probably, the hottest day of the summer. You were planning a small picnic on the top of this very high heel or maybe a very small mountain. You tried to convince Frank to have a picnic by the lacke, where you would feel much more comfortable, but he pointed out that at least 10 of your previous dates on the open air were by the rivers, waterfalls, pounds or just puddles. So this time he picked a spot. He promised it was going to be beautiful, but so far it was also really exhausting.
"You okay?" Frank gave you a concerned look.
"10 out of 10", you breathed heavily.
"Wait", the boy stopped you and adjusted his backpack a little. "Jump", he said, turning his back to you.
"What do you mean?" You were confused to say the least.
"It's almost evening, it's going to be cooler soon, but for now I can give you a ride. Use my powers to something good", the boy beamed at you and you smiled back.
"Are you sure about that?" You were a litle uncertain, even though you were well aware of your boyfriend's abilities.
"Do I look like I can break?" He teased.
"Okay-okay, big strong man!" You laughed, and grabbed his shoulders. "Get ready"
The rest of the way was so much more comfortable. Frank's back was a saviour of your legs and maybe a couple of other important body parts. Finaly, you felt light evening coolness, and the shodows of the trees got longer.
"We're almost there", Frank whispered.
And there it was. In just 20 meters there was an open space, free from the trees or even the smallest bushes. Nothing stopped the sight from flowing around endless view of the New York City. You wondered how did he know the place, if it was near your camp, not his, but you didn't even care. The view was simply breathtaking. You slided of the Frank's back and sprinted to the edge.
"Do you like it?" He asked shyly.
"Are you kidding? It's fantastic!" The sun was getting lower and everything slowly turned peachy-pink. "Wait! Stay right there, I'll get my sketchbook", you gestured for Frank to stay where he was.
"You should draw the view, not me", he laughed.
"Well", you grined at him, "I like you so much better".
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notsolong-pause · 3 years
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ship request
“Would I be able to get a male ship for stranger things and marvel? I’m female, a virgo and I have a few piercings and tattoos (full sleeves). I have long split color hair (black and neon yellow). I’m very confident. I love to joke around and make my friends laugh. I like to be around people who can make me laugh too. I’m very social around my friends but I’m pretty quiet around people I don’t know very well. I do fire eating as a hobby and I play the drums. I kind of low key like attention even when I act like I don’t. And I really love cheesy pick up lines especially if they’re funny. I also like to draw, go ice skating, go to concerts, watch horror movies, binge watch trash TV or just lay around listening to music. I have a pet parrot whom I love very much”
a/n: okay, first of all, you literally sound like this cartoon character we all aspired as children… fire eating  - that’s so sick! Also, I hope you enjoy this, and would agree with my choise, but I think you match perfectly.
If YOU want to submit a request, click here.
Stranger things:
I ship you with Steve Harrington
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You like cheesy pick up lines? He delivers! First of all, he’s not the best at flirting, altough he acts all cool, and he was very popular... But let’s be honest, his main weapon are those pick up lines specifically. And you would come to Scoop Ahoy, where he would think you’re the coolest person INSTANTLY and be like “Know what's on the menu? Me-N-U”
Going to rescue or save someone, and understading eachother really well by making references to the horror movies. “Remember this movie we watched at your place?” “The one about the living puppet-serial killer” “Yeah! That one. We can do the same thing that the blonde girl did”.  “Absolutely!” And everyone else is like... whaaaaat
Driving to concerts to the other towns together. You would sing along to the songs in the car, and he would just sit with the heart eyes.
Him wanting to get a tattoo as well, because he loves yours tattoos sa badly. And you would tell him all about getting tattoos and treating them.
Him always bragging about you to everyone, because he genuinely believes that you’re the coolest person he knows. Telling Dustin all about how good you’re in music, how well you draw. And Dustin becoming your No1 fan after you perform fire eating once.
“Hey, loser!” You entered Scoop Ahoy, greeting Steve. “Hi, Robin!” The girl waved you and nudged Steve slightly. “Emm.. Ah, Hi!” He blinked and stopped staring at you so intensely. “You good, Harrington?” You asked smirking. “Peachy” He answered and tried to fix his hair immediately. “Alright, I’m gonna go change”. You eyed Steve suspiciously and headed to the back of the cafe to change into your sailor uniform. Honestly, it didn’t match you looks much, but the tattoos and the hair color definitely made it spicy.
“You’re drooling, Harrington”. Robin smirked at Steve. “That’s not true!” Steve protested. “Just ask her out already”. Robin groaned. “You’re getting annoying”. The boy turned back to the cashier and spoke again “I will. When you’re out of the cafe”. Robin thought for a second, and then tugged her hat down, and leaned on the same cashier. “Okay, I’m outta here! Ciao”. She slides under this cashier and headed towards the exit. “Wait, Robin! Where’re you going? Your shift isn’t over”. “Don’t care! Bye”
With that you appeared dressed in the blue shorts and a blouse. “Where did Robin go?” You questioned. “I wish I knew”. Steve sighed. “So...” He looked at you with hope. “What?” He looked almost as if you were supposed to know all the feelings and emotions behind the simple stupid “so”. He licked his lips at least 10 times in the past two minutes, and his eyes were going back pans forth to your face. At this point you were almost concerned about him. Steve always seemed so confident, that was the part of him that you admired. Now, in contrast, he was so nervous. “Are you sure that you are fine?” Steve gulped and inhaled sharply. “Positive. Look, I heard there was a new horrible movie in the theater, doyoumaybewannacomewithme?” You laughed. “Sure! Why not? Is it a date?” “Ah, erm, yeah, i guess... if you want, i mean i don’t...”
“Relax Harrington”, you said. “I would love to go out with you. Especially if the movie is as bad as you said it was”
Marvel:
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I ship you with Peter Parker
He’s smitten by you and your confidence! And for some reason I can see the best friends to lovers dynamics. He would be all.. “Ahem... Look... I like you?”
Always arguing about who’s picking a movie for the movie night, and ending up watching what you wanted, because he can’t argue in the end.
He would help you to dye your hair, even though he wouldn’t know how. But you would tell him what to do, and he would be very nervous, but make it really pretty in the end.
Hanging out with him and Aunt May and slightly mocking him together with her. “Hey, Peter Tinkle!” “Saints! How did I earn this?”
You find out about him being Spider-man, when you go ice-skating together, and you trip, and he moves practically from another part of the lake (let’s imagine this is countryside) to catch you within a second. You’re very close. Awkward eye-to-eye contact. You smirk. “So that’s what you were hiding, huh?”
You were sitting on the fire escape of you apartment with Peter. It was almost night. One of those short and warm May nights in the city, when you can't even notice that it was here. It doesn't really get dark or quite - everyone is out, and the lights never turn off. Today you and Peter passed your last exam, and decided to celebrate, drinking coke on the fire escape while your parents were out of the city. "Do you think I would make a decent super hero?" You were swinging you legs, looking at the city.
"I bet you would be so much better of a super hero than I am", Peter sighed and chuckled lightly.
"Don't say that", you turned to him, "You're the best spider-man. Honestly, I think, you're my favorite hero", you layed your had on your hands.
"Like in the world?" He raised his eyebrows.
"Well, maybe second favorite after Black Widow", you laughed.
"Ouch! What's so special about black widow?" Peter leaned on the window behind him, taking a sip of his drink.
"First of all, she's badass. Then, she's a hero, even though she doesn't have any serums running through her veins. And finally, she's Russian, as far as I know. Isn't that epic?" You gestured actively, weighing up all the pros Natasha Romanoff. Peter smiled lighly at the sight of that.
"Okay", he said. "You win".
"That easily?" You eyed him suspiciously.
"Yeah, I like badass women, who can do some crazy dangerous stuff", he answered, tilting his head.
"Like what?"
"Like fire eating", he said simply, and you felt your face heat up a little.
"Are you hinting at certain someone?" You asked with a smirk.
He took a deep breath and sat up straightly. "I like you. A lot", he closed his eyes, apparantly, affraid of your reaction.
"Well, I guess, that makes you my favourite super hero after all".
I'm so sorry for the delay of doing your requests, guys. School has been crazy lately. I'm going to handle it all soon. Have a great day!
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ship requests
“Hey 👋 . Can I get a male HP ship (from both eras if possible) pls . Thank u so much ! . So I m a Gryffindor (with a bit of Slytherin ) . In my free time , I would love to read fantasy or sci-fic novels or facts maybe , listen to music , research about anything I want to , do something my parents denied me off maybe . If my friends are available , I'll also go downstairs with them and play . I m not as such interested in sport but I love to play cricket and badminton . My hobbies are dancing , horseriding , reading , researching , cyber and swordfighting (I haven't done it yet tho). I love the trope of fake relationship or enemies to lovers
Next is my personality . Well , I can be shy if I m not comfortable with the person , but if I am then I am very talkative . I don't trust ppl at the beginning until they prove themselves . I m very reliable and trustworthy but I tend to hide my emotions . I like my privacy, I don't even share that with my bestie sometimes . I come off as a rebel and I can get annoyed very easily . I love to organise a room . Everyone comes to me for advice . I also have a very good sense of humour which comes out in front of ppl I'm comfortable (they say I never used to fail to surprise them with my hidden qualities) . I m also quite modest . I m a risk-taker and I always stand up to my friends , I also have their back sometimes . I can also be a bully to my enemies or my friend's enemies but only if they start it first . Idk what is it , but ppl tell me I carry a powerful aura and many boys get attracted to me . Also , the popular ones used to attract to me a lot because I could be seen as a quiet nerdy girl . I come off as very unique at first meeting . I m practical with my decisions but as said , I hide my emotions or else the emotions would have led me. I m also a human lie detector , or that's what my family tells me . The thing that stands out in me isy dressing style . I am very curious. I m also very much mysterious . I m loyal to a fault . Now my flaws are that sometimes I don't believe my friends at all and it hurts them since they ask me to be honest and I tell them the truth . I can be blunt and cold without realising it but I don't mean to . I am an extrovert so keeping me from doing something can make me insecure . I m sensitive to criticism . I can be super suspicious, like a looott . I hate when ppl try to control me, even my parents so I end up going against them or I follow their instructions half-heartedly . I can be very very stubborn . I also get many intuitions but I ignore them . I hate when ppl are unreliable , everyone's lazy but atleast they should do their work after some rest . I also hate arrogant boastful PPL . I hate when someone disrespects me and I immediately cut them off from my life . I hate lame excuses given by the ppl whom I expect something to do and they didn't. I am very patient but once they cross their lines , they wish they hadn't . I guess this is too much ? (Lol sorry but excited ) Thank u so much for ur time dear 💗”
a/n: Hi! Thank you for so many details!! It’s lovely. You also asked for TMR ship, so I’ve decided to do a HP form one era and one for TMR. Hopefully, you are okay with that:)
p.s.: sorry for being a Draco slaughter. i’m also doing all the other requests, thank you for them!! they are going to be trade in a day or two. sending love <3
Harry Potter:
I ship you with Fred Weasley 
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(so badly, you’re a perfect match)
First of all... being stubborn and taking risks is something that you probable have in common, which is going to create a perfect enemies to lovers dynamic. Maybe academic/prancing rivalry?
You constantly mocking each other, but not meaning any harm or anything, even though others might think that you hate one another
Him always helping you to break the rules if needed, but still making sure that everything is alright, and everyone is safe. And you would keep an eye on him back, supporting him when he doesn’t know what to do
He would be surprised when you started to open up, and crack jokes, but would love them so badly. And he definitely is very grateful whenever (and if) you chose to tell him something private, and wouldn’t tell anyone else even if he was tortured
You would always give amazing ideas for the shop products. And he would be like: “Where do you know that from?” “Don’t know, just thought it was interesting and decided to investigate”
You were walking in the dull lights of a corridor from the late detention in the Snape’s dungeons. You got this one for arguing with a certain Weasley. This was entirely his fault, though, but he didn’t get caught, and you could still see the stupid smirk on his stupid face when you were assigned to come down here after classes. The Slytherin do was just nearby, and you heard a couple of voices around the corner. You were hopping these were some of your friends from Slytherin, but as you listen closely you herald none other than Malfoy. “These Weaslebeeys are ignorant trash just like their father. Who’s would willingly study what muggles’ life’s are like? That’s just dumb”you didn’t know whether he was just showing off in front of his friends or if he was being serious, but you were furious at the moment.
“Malfoy!” - you energetically approached the group.
“Another gryffindor”, - he smirked. “Why don’t you spend an evening at your dorm or some other lame place?”
“Cut it. Take it back” - you face was almost stone cold. Eyes glimmering dangerously in the flickering light.
“Are you defending the Weaslebees?” - he grimaced, being so proud of himself for no reason.
“It’s not their name, and they don’t need any defense. You’re being an arrogant prick towards my friends, and I’m not going to tolerate that.” - you were stiff, your fists clenched in order to hold back the anger. How dared he speak in such diminishing manner about people 100 times better than him!
“What are you going to about it?” He replied cheekily, stepping forward.
“Well... I don’t know, how about TheLocomotor Wibbly!” - you were gripping tightly onto your wand, and Draco suddenly fell to the floor. His legs turned to jelly.
“You little...” one of his friends pointed your wand towards you, opening his mouth to jinx you back. Suddenly there was a loud bang, everything was covered with the thick smoke, and you were pulled to the corner. You instinctively pointed a wand on the person in front of you, still unable to see anything.
“Easy, lady” you recognized the voice. “Fred? What are doing here?” you were genuinely surprised, and started wondering how much has he heard. “Came to rescue you from the Snape’s claws” he smirked. “Why?” you didn’t understand a thing. “No fun being brilliant if you can’t see that and get jealous” - he cocked his eyebrows. You huffed back. “Well, thank you, I suppose.” “Oh good, I thought I’d never hear that”. You surprised a smile. “Let’s move already”.
“By the way”, he stopped you, “did I hear you calling me a friend?” You nudged his shoulder. “Don’t think too much of it, Weasley”.
The maze runner:
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I ship you with Gally
He’s the one to understand you not opening up fully and immediately and keeping things to yourself for 110%. He’s mysterious himself, and he can give you every time in the world (sorry, i’m love him sm)
Again... the enemies to lovers dynamic, ESPECIALLY considering the whole thing with him killing Chuck (still hurts, though).
He can be very protective from time to time, so you can have “Because I care for you!!” arguments when you’re being reckless and decide to risk in order to save him.
He's honestly the sassy king of the show. Taking your sense of humour in account, I belive that he would really appreciate that you have it and can back him up. So you would exchange jokes back and forth
He's also absolutely giving you every freedom in the world not even attempting to control you or tell you what to do, he would only give out advices. And as far as he realises you're sensitive to crticizm, he starts to control himself in order not to hurt you.
"Please, never do that again". You and Gally were walking around the Last City, back to the shelter.
"Do what?" You asked, raising your head to the boy slightly ahead of you.
"You know what I'm talikng about". He turned his head to you, and stopped in the shaddow of the narrow street between the houses. His gaze was pretty serious, and both of you were extremely tired after yet another mission in attempt to undermine the existing regime.
"I don't think I do". You looked up at him with the confusion in your eyes.
"What you did back there was very risky, and you could have not make it. Don't risk like that ever again".
"But the cranks would've gotten you then". You protested. In your opinion, what you did was the only option.
"I appreciate the concern, but I could I handle it". He was starting to get stubborn, while you were getting angry.
"That's not true. One of them was hanging on your throat. That's not something people cal 'I handle it'". You threw your arms in the air, gesturing.
"I'm not letting them take me instead of you!" Gally was almost shouting at this point.
"Well, I'm not letting them take you either!"
"Great!"
"Great!"
You both went silent and were walking angrily towards your shelter, turning, sneaking, and hiding.
"Gally". You called in a few minutes. "It's just that I really care about you".
"I know". He told you, looking back again. "Just promise me, you're going to be careful".
"You know I really can't promise, but at least I'll try".
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let's talk daddy issues
Is the feeling familiar to you: you're reading reader insert fanfiction, and suddenly it goes something along "and your dad said 'if you hurt her, i won't hesitate to...'" or "i'm so nervous about meeting your parents! what's your dad gonna say"
NOTHING
i do not even know where this man is, and i haven't known for the past 6 months
i love my dad, but we've never had this parental interraction, and we barely talk to one another. if he would threaten my s/o or would be against me dating a woman, because he simply do not care. he never takes responsibilities. and it doesn't make him a bad person in my eyes, just not the best dad.
and there's another problem with that - patriarchy.
i am very well aware that it's nice to imagine that someone would defend you at the cost of their life, but actually it's this image of one manding his daughter to another. and that doesn't sound right to me.
i'm definitely not saying that people should stop portraying protective dads in the fanfiction - it's good, it represents some real-life situations, it makes somebody happy. i'm only saying that it is something to consider and hold in your head while reading and writing
thank you
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ship requests
“hi! Could I get a ship for pjo/hoo and marvel? im 5'5, I have a curly mullet, and jet black hair, im also super pale and have big dark brown eyes, I also have 2 scars on my lips from falling and 1 on my chest from surgery! Im a pansexual, asexual demigirl, I go by she/they, im usually very quiet until i get to know you better then I wont shut up and am super loud, I tend to be very sarcastic and sometimes a lil mean, but I make sure to apologize if I hurt someone feelings!! I always end up being the therapist friend of the group and them over myself, im not an outdoor person and I really just like to look down on the city of a tall building and admire the view, I love to go outside and ride my bike, I speak a lil Spanish and French!! I love reading, writing and art, mainly art like painting, sketching, and music!! I love music and listening to it while looking at the city view!! tysmm!!”
a/n: Thank you for your request! I added the request from the asks, since it was more elaborated^) Hopefully, you like it
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I ship you with Sam Wilson
Okay, I think it’s a perfect match, tbh! He definitely needs someone by his side who doesn’t need therapy and can provide him emotional support back, since he’s always there for everyone as well.
He definitely knows when you need some alone time, and he can do his own work, read or fix something along your side when you’re working on some art piece. He would also admire your talent 24/7, because he’s not exactly surrounded by artistic people
You would make fun (in a friendly way) of the other avengers, and would always support one another’s jokes
Spending rainy days in the tower, reading in silence, and then bursting in laughter, talking about the weirdest things, which he might not understand, but 110% percent adores
Him always saying that your scars make you look like some badass movie character
New York was about to dive deep into the night, but, of course, the city that never sleeps was still full of life and lights. On the roof of the high building it was much quiter than on the busy pavements, and the view was simply breathtaking. And that is why you were sitting right there, headphones in one ear, legs crossed, wind slightly blowing the curls out of your face.
"Are you allowed to be here?" - a sudden voice shook your nerves, and you jumped up to your legs. None other than Sam Wilson was standing righ in front of you.
"Are you allowed to cause heart attacks?" - you fired back. Sam slightly smirked at your answer. "But seriously, what are you doing up here? You need any help?"
"Just... Watching, I suppose" - you shrugged.
"Well, it is very pretty up here. Even better while flying" - he smiled
"Can imagine. Why aren't you doing your super-hero stuff, or whatever you're supposed to be doing?"
"You see, I also need a couple hours of rest a day, in order, you know, not die of exhaustion. " - the smirk remained on his lips throughout the whole conversation, and you let out a small laugh.
"I see, well than, maybe you want to... join for a couple minutes, if you need any company"
"You bet I do"
Percy Jackson:
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I ship you with Reyna Avila Rramirez-Arellano
First and foremost, she would be so into your hairstyle, always pulling your locks slightly, playing with your hair, when nobody sees her, because she's supposed to be tough.
Her teaching you some new Spanish words and practicing with you, making compliments in Spanish
She would trace lines along your scars gently, because she definitely thinks that scars make people beautiful and unique
She would ask you to go and watch her training, because your oppinion and approval matter to her, even though pretty much nobody else's does
When you start talking to her, telling about many things, being passionate and loud, she would simply glare at you softly, listening, opening up step by step
"I like your hair" - you and Reyna were on the grass, your head on her laps, fingers tangled in the curls.
"I like your nose" - you answered, looking through half-closed eyes. It was warm, everyone else was somewhere else, it was just the two of you, and Reyna warmed up a little as well. Her hair was loose, features relaxed, armour off - it was rare to see her like that, and you loved it.
"I like your lips" - she said, and there was a faint smirk playing on her face. You pulled yourself to your elbows now facing her.
"I like your lips too" - you gently tugged Rayna's hand, admiring the contrast of her tanned skin against your pale. Your faces were closer and closer every second. "You're gonna get a sunburn" - whispered Reyna when your lips were about to unite. You laughed and dropped on your back again. "I like your laugh" - said the girl still barely above whisper.
You were smiling, feeling so many tenderness for the seemingly tough girl - "And I like you"
Ahhh, I hope it's okay. I relly ship you and Reyna now, you would match so perfectly!! Sending love <3
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«Hello! Can I have a ship from Percy Jackson and Harry Potter please? I’m she/her, straight. I have long dark hair (naturally blonde) and blue eyes, rosy cheeks, multiple flower tattoos on my arm. I’m in Apollo cabin and Ravenclaw! My hobbies are reading, photography, and cooking, but I also have a lil wild side and love house parties / underground raves / mosh pits etc. Very very social, I love being around friends. My love language is touch :’) my favourite colour is pale pink. I’m a student nurse and play drums in a band. Thank you!!»
a/n: my first request - yay! you sound super-cool, and thank you so much for this request <3
If YOU want to submit a ship request, click here
Harry Potter:
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I ship you with Remus Lupin
He absolutely loves your tattoos, and would compliment them every now and then, and just admire how badass and elegant they look
Putting your head on his shoulder, whenever you feel down; hugging in the corridors to support one another; reading with your legs on his lap
He would help you study, and would be really proud of you pursuing such a tough career
You guys seem to contrast a little, but you would in fact just help each other around in different spheres
You teaching him how to cook your favorite dish, and he makes it differently but it still tastes amazing
It was a night after one of the Quidditch Cups. Gryffindor beat Slytherin, and everyone were ecstatic. Gryffindor house usually managed to throw the party of a lifetime, so of course you wouldn’t miss it. The music was loud, the room was masterfully decorated, and the lights were dim. Remus Lupin was resting on the sofa in the corner and watching his friends partying as if it was their last time. That was when Remus spotted a dashing girl swaying her hair and throwing her hands in the air in the centre of the living room. She danced so effortlessly smoothly, and her energy was piercing through the crowd. Remus felt an urge to know her name at least. He was building up his courage until the girl finally stopped for a minute next to the table with some food and drinks. Within a second Remus was near this very table.
"Hey, I saw you dancing - you are terribly good at this" - he was slightly nervous, obviously, fidgeting with his ink-stained fingers a little. "Oh, Hi! Thanks, the music here is fire". You eyed Remus up and down, beaming at him. "I'm Remus, by the way". "Well, I like your sweater, Remus".
30 minutes later you were sitting in the Ravenclaw common room. The time seemed to fly by, while you were discussing everything and nothing. "You make photos?" - Re,mus sounded very excited. "Yeah, actually, I do. I have some in my dorm, if you want to see". "Absolutely, I do". And with that you headed towards your room. Up there the walls were decorated with some shots that you made, other pieces were in the album that you got from under your bed. "Here" - you handed it to Remus, while your fingers brushed a little. "Wow! These are truly wonderful - I love your work" - the boy seemed very invested. "I took this one at my appartment back in London" - you were pointing at some photo, and felt the warmth of another shoulder right next to yours. "Listen, I know it's all to soon, and everything, - Remus looked down at his hands again, - but do you maybe want to go to Hogsmeade with me, have a cup of coffee?"
"I'd love to" - you smiled at him, and that's how it all started.
Percy Jackson:
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I ship you with Leo Valdez
CONSTANT handholding, cuddles in his bunker and forhead goodnight kisses every time you go to bed, because Leo's love language is probably physical touch as well
You try to cook together, and he would always burn everything, because he's Leo, and then would try to do everything properly secretly from you to surprise you
Him being generally in awe of how talented and smart you are, and bragging about your accomplishments to everyone
You two joking around, being this noticable and energetic couple that gives off the best vibes and makes everybody smile
He would try to improve some things about your camera(s), only making it worse sometimes, and then appologizing and managing to fix everything to make even better than it was at first.
It was one of the August misty hot days, when everyone is back from the quests and are ready to go back home for the rest of the year. There was a small concert planned as one of the events. And you were going to perform with the rest of the band (aka your siblings). The concert wasn't big and serious, just a cozy thing in the camp. You chose a couple of songs that you especially liked, and you were all set to go on this stage. The evening air was light and transperent. Everything covered with lights. You took to the stage, and started your performance. You guys were on fire that night.
Leo was standing among the public. You were already familiar with one another, bumping into eachother from time to time, laughing at eachother's jokes. But something about this evening and the way you played so passionately struck Leo, and he wasn't able to tear his eyes away. "Man, you're staring" - Jason who came to visit the camp for a little patted Leo on the shoulder. "Shut up..." - he mumbled. As soon as the performance was over, Leo hurried to the stage to meet you as you were making your way down.
"You were amazing!" - he blurted out. "Thanks, Leo" - you gave him a smile. "These are for you" - he showed his hand, holding a small bouquet of burned flowers. "Oh, shit". He looked at you embarassed. "I'm sorry, it's just that when I get nervous, I..."
"It's okay Leo." - you reassured him - "Maybe you can try again tomorrow, I wouldn't mind"
Hope, you like it. I'm so excited for this is my first request ever! Sending love
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halo, dear friends!
i’ve been reading fanfiction for quite some time now, and i wanted to start writing myself. i’m not yet sure if i’m ready to produce long, logically developed pieces, but i want to start somewhere...
so i’ve wanted to try writing ship requests!
Feel free to request for any of the following fandoms (up to 2 of them in one request):
Harry Potter (Any era)
The Maze Runner
Percy Jackson and the Olympians + Heroes of Olympus
Marvel
Hunger Games
The Umbrella Academy
Stranger things
Anne with an E
Six of Crows (you may also request shadow and bone, but I've only watched the show and haven't read this series of books yet)
Sherlock
Dead Poets Society
Chronicles of Narnia
Sex Education
Queen's Gambit
Chilling Adventures of Sabrina
you are also welcome to try requesting a film or a show that isn’t listed, since i might have forgotten something... oops
rules of requesting + what you’re going to get:
you’re getting a tiny ship mood board, a set of 5 hcs + a blurb/how did you meet each other or a date sketch... etc.
i don’t write smut
please include as many details as you can (your pronouns + preferences, maybe something about your appearance if you want, your hogwarts house/god cabin/etc., your hobbies, something about your personality, some specific charming details, such as your favorite color, perhaps)
i’m not a native speaker, so sorry in advance for any mistakes
submit your requests here
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notsolong-pause · 3 years
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i have 4 types of fictional crushes:
1. this one character with the deepest emotional trauma who can murder me with 0 effort (read: Kaz Brekker)
2. the sassy king (read: percy jackson)
3. the one is actually unproblematic and wear suits, but couldn’t exist in the 21st century (read: gilbert blythe)
4. women
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pllsssss- i’m in desperate need for “who did this to you?” enemies to lovers fic recommendations!!!
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okay, i absolutely love it and i love the sweetest comments - that is amazing. thank you so much🤍
halo:4 i really love how detailed your ship headcanons are and I was wondering if I could request one?) Preferably marauders era, but if no one fits, than any era would be great!
my pronouns are she/her, i’m into men mostly (or into really badass kristen-stewart-looking women:). I’m a ravenclaw, INFP, a libra. I have blonde wavy hair, heterochromia, I’m only 5’2, and i have almost recovered from ed and bdd (yay). i also wear glasses and a lot of rings all the time. i’d like to think that my style is pretty cool (preppy-ish, with some dark academic, but childish vibes). I love arts but specifically theater - i love everything about it: acting, directing, watching - it’s like a magic to me. I study arts and law actually... i also play bridge a lot. my favorite color is green. I’m generally calm and really optimistic, i never express my anger, which is not healthy, but what can i do (daddy issues🥰) i’d like to think i’m very smart and at least somewhat wise, i’m also very romantic and ambitious, i love drama in books, on stage and on screen, but i HATE drama in real life, i feel so unsafe around rude people. and i also have pretty bad anxiety attacks when the stress level is high for a long time. i love the details and all the beautiful things, and i think the best dye would be to read each other our favorite pieces of poetry or books out loud, enjoying the sunset, or to bake a cherry pie, make coffee and watch twin peaks in a rainy day.
okay, i’m writing too much - i’m terribly sorry for this outburst. luv u, thanks🤍
JOIN MY WEEKEND SLEEPOVER !
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Woah you study arts and law?? AWESOMEEE! Congrats! I’m so proud of your recovery! Stay strong! And remember you are so very loved!! You seem really cool! I’d love to have you as a frienddd!
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I ship you with Remus Lupin!
You love drama in books but hate drama in real life?? Girl I didn’t even hesitate
You and Remmy would be like the cutest couple ever
I have a feeling Remus doesn’t really understand theatre
But watching you and how your eyes just light up any time you speak anything even remotely related to theatre
He loves it
He’ll look at you in adoration
And the rest of the Marauders would probably chuckle and joke about how he is whipped
And well, the bloke’s in love with you
For sure
Seeing all those pretty rings
He once asked you if he could borrow one to wear
Kinda like a scrunchie thing
But it’s cooler
Cuz it’s a ring duh!!
Read each other favorite pieces of poetry?
That SCREAMSS Remus Lupin
You’d probably go on lots of romantic dates under the stars and just talk and ramble on about poetry
He would definitely even like the fact you know how to bake
He doesn’t have much experience but is always there to help
Or sometimes he’ll just read you some really good poetry or maybe some Shakespeare and reveal his undying love for you while you whip up the batter
Thats just kind of the wya you are
And Remus loves it !
He loves you ! <3
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