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howlingday · 2 years

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(Penny x Jaune AU) I have always loved the idea of Jaune and Penny getting together. Since it help Jaune love again, and also gives Penny the chance to explore more emotions and experience new dynamics that a crush, or first love forces her to deal with. Especially when she has to ask her friends what are these feelings when ever she sees or is around the blonde himbo.

Love at First- LOCK-ON!

Ruby: Penny, this is Jaune. Jaune, Penny.

Penny: Hello, Jaune! (Extends her hand) It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance.

Jaune: (Shakes it) It's nice TO-! (Looks at his crushed hand) Ow...

Ruby: Gah! Penny! Let go!

Penny: (Releases Jaune) My apologies, Jaune! I was unaware you did not fully engage in the handshake.

Jaune: Yeah, that's, uh, my bad. My mom tells me you have to treat a lady gently.

Penny: You... You believe I am a lady?

Jaune: Uh, yeah, I do.

Penny: (Turns away) Am I... Am I a pretty lady?

Jaune: (Stands up, Shakes his hand) I'd say so. You're very cute.

Penny: I... I see... Excuse us a moment. (Pulls Ruby around the corner) Ruby, my friend, I am having a crisis!

Ruby: Huh?! What is it?!

Penny: I have already run a full diagnostic three times in the past fifteen seconds, but there is no issue with my body!

Ruby: And that's... bad?

Penny: No, it is a good thing, but it feels as though my aura chamber and flow regulator is malfunctioning!

Ruby: Uh, where is that?

Penny: The sensation is felt (Points to her heart) here.

Ruby: Oh my gosh! Penny, I think you have a crush!

Penny: A crush? What does that mean?

Ruby: Look at Jaune. Tell me what you think of him.

Penny: ...He is very tall. He is very kind. He is very considerate of others. He was not lying when he said I was pretty. I... I wish to engage him more often!

Ruby: That sounds like a crush to me. Well, no time like the present, Penny. Come on, let's actually meet Jaune this time.

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Penny: Jaune!

Jaune: Huh? Oh, hey, Penny! What's up?

Penny: I saw your fight with Team BRNZ. It was a spectacular victory!

Jaune: Oh! R-Really? You liked my fight? What was your favorite part?

Penny: My favorite part was when your confidence in that you would win was so great that you ignored the enemy team to engage in an open discussion.

Jaune: Y-Yeah, I, uh, totally planned that.

Penny: Yes, you did! Hic!

Jaune: Heh heh! I guess I'm a bad liar, huh?

Penny: I am also a great lie detector.

Jaune: Oh really? Well try this! Ahem! I don't want to go out with you!

Penny: ...Oh. You don't?

Jaune: I thought you said you were a great lie detector! I do want to date you!

Penny: Really?

Jaune: Yes! I do! I... I really do.

Penny: I will run it by General Ironwood. Ciel, would he approve?

Ciel: I cannot say for-

Nora: Say yes, or I break your legs.

Ciel: Ulp! Uh, I'm certain h-he will be reasonable.

Ruby: Ha ha! Jaune and Penny, sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G~!

Weiss: Stop acting like a child!

Yang: First comes love, then comes marriage~!

Weiss: I said stop! Blake, please help!

Blake: ...Then comes a baby in the baby carriage.

Ren: They're certainly lively.

Pyrrha: Yes, I... I'm happy for them. All of them.

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Penny: Thank you again for asking for this date.

Jaune: Thank you for accepting it. I know I'm not much, but thanks for humoring me.

Penny: You are very welcome, though I do not understand how I am humoring you? Did I make a joke?

Jaune: No, I just... I'm not exactly the best guy in the world, and you could be with anyone of them if you wanted to, but I'm glad you agrred to this date. Even if it is just a walk in the park.

Penny: I enjoy walking, and I do not believe I would have much more fun than with anyone else. One moment. ...Yes, I am 97.85% certain I would not enjoy this as much with any other boys.

Jaune: Heh heh... You say that like you're a computer, or something.

Penny: ...

Jaune: Penny? Is everything okay?

Penny: Jaune, I... I am a computer.

Jaune: ...W-Wow! You've gotten a lot better at lying, Penny. You didn't even hiccup.

Penny: It is not a lie. I... I am not human. (Flexes out her hand, Hand splits into multiple tools) I'm not a real girl.

Jaune: Wow... That... That kind of ruins everything for me.

Penny: I... I see...

Jaune: I mean, I was going to get us some ice cream, but knowing you're, uh, robotic? Mechanical? An android? What do you want to be called?

Penny: I want to be called Penny.

Jaune: Well then, Penny, how do you want to spend the rest of the night. If you can't eat ice cream, we can always go dancing, or see a movie, or-

Penny: I can eat ice cream!

Jaune: You can? Great! Let's get us some scoops! I'm actually glad, because I don't think I actually have the lien for dancing, or movies.

Penny: Jaune, are you... bothered that I'm not a real girl?

Jaune: Well, you make my heart beat like crazy, and I've only had girls do that to me before, so you must be a girl, too, right?

Penny: Yes. Yes, you're right, Jaune!

Jaune: There's that smile! I'd hate for someone cute as you to look unhappy.

Penny: And I do not want to be unhappy.

Jaune: Well, ice cream works great, right?

Penny: It does! It really does!

Jaune: Hey, uh, after the tournament, do you, uh, want to...?

Penny: Yes.

Jaune: Do this again?

Penny: I have already said yes.

Jaune: Yes! Perfect! I can't wait until after the tournament! You said yes, and I-I-I can't believe it!

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Jaune: I can't believe it...

Pyrrha: Jaune? Jaune, I'm...

Jaune: I... I don't blame you. (Grabs Crocea Mors, Looks to the screen) I blame her.

Pyrrha: I... I need to take care of something. I know you're grieving, but-

Jaune: I'll help you. Penny... Penny would want me to.

Pyrrha: I'm... I'm sorry for your loss.

Jaune: ...Thank you.

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Ruby: I think that's the last of them. Everyone alright?

Jaune: I'll check the alleys to make sure none of them escaped. (Runs to the alley)

Jaune: (Enters alley, Reaches end) Nothing here. That's good. (Shivers) It's cold out here. How do these people survive without dust?

???: TATIONS!

Jaune: (Turns, Sees green and red blur) What the hell?! (Runs out) Guys, is everything... all...

Penny: (Turns, Sees Jaune) Jaune...

Jaune: (Shakily steps forward, Runs while laughing) Penny!

Penny: (Opens her arms) Jaune!

Jaune: (WHAM!) Ow...

Penny: Jaune! Are you hurt?!

Jaune: (On the ground, Crying) I feel like a just slammed a warship... SNIIIIIIIIIIIIIIFF! BUT I DON'T CARE! (Gets up) You're back! You're here! You're... You are the Penny I remember, right?

Penny: I am not. (Pulls him into a deep kiss, Jaune embraces her and their lips part) The Penny you know has been upgraded.

Jaune: Sensational... (Chuckles) So you're much better now, huh?

Penny: I am. But only because you are here. (Sirens blare) I... I have to go. I'm sorry.

Jaune: Don't be like that. (Steps away) I'll see you again soon.

Penny: (Eyes artificially moisten) Sensational! (Activates jet boosters, Flies off)

Jaune: (Sighs) I must be the luckiest guy in Mantle.

Clover: FREEZE!

Harriet: DOWN ON THE GROUND!

Jaune: The luckiest guy in the- OOF!

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Jaune: (Sips his coffee) Mm. And that's when we showed up here.

Penny: You... have been through a lot.

Jaune: Yeah. B-But I'm stronger for it!

Penny: I'd rather have you be safe.

Jaune: Same to you, but we can't make guarantees when we're Huntsmen.

Penny: No, we can't.

Jaune: ...So, uh, rocket feet, huh?

Penny: Actually, they are jet fuel-powered flight attachments that connect to my thighs.

Jaune: ...So jet boots?

Penny: (Giggles) I suppose that is more accurate. (Sighs) I missed this.

Jaune: (Places his hand on hers) And I missed you.

Penny: I am happy to see we agree on this.

Jaune: I'm happy to see you happy.

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Penny: Salutations, Huntsman Jaune!

Jaune: (Chuckles) Hi, Penny. How are you?

Penny: I am functioning at 90% full capacity.

Jaune: 90%? What's the missing 10%?

Penny: (Hugs Jaune) This is 3%. (Kisses Jaune, Speaks without parting) This is also 3%.

Jaune: (Pulls away) Wow, I didn't know you could do that! Wait, that's only 96%. What's the missing 4%?

Penny: (Looks away) I... I do not think I am ready for 100% yet.

Jaune: Well, what would get you to 100%?

Penny: Something I am not equipped for. (Glances between his eyes and his legs) But I'm aware you are.

Jaune: (Looks down, Blushes) O-Oh! Uh, yeah, that's, um, ahem! That's a... different perspective for sure. Have you talked about this with anyone? Your dad?

Penny: I do not think he would understand, or how I would understand. But I have found videos, and that is how I learned.

Jaune: Uh, w-what kind of videos?

Penny: Adult-themed situalional comedies.

Jaune: Oh, thank god.

Penny: Also known as pornographic entertainment.

Jaune: (Groan) ...Does Ruby know?

Penny: About the videos? Because she was actually-

Jaune: ABOUT YOUR PROBLEM! (Covers his mouth) I'm sorry, Penny, I didn't mean to yell.

Penny: It is alright, Jaune. I enjoy hearing your squeaks of emotion. But to answer your question, no, she isn't aware, but I believe she suspects something.

Jaune: Well, let's go ask her. Uh, before that, what did you mean she showed you porn?

Penny: We were watching videos when an advertisement popped up. I clicked the link, but she exited before I could see the full details. I remembered the URL and searched for it later.

Jaune: Okay, I'm both less concerned and more concerned. Let's go talk to Ruby.

Penny: Sensational!

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Jaune: Penny! Oh, thank goodness you're okay! Are you hurt?

Penny: No, but... I feel strange. I... I am now the Winter Maiden.

Jaune: The-? (Exhales) Ah, not again. Listen, Penny, you don't have to do this! You can-

Penny: It is okay, Jaune. It was my decision, and I do not regret it.

Jaune: (Gulps) If you're sure. I just... I can't lose someone else to this Maiden stuff.

Penny: I understand.

Jaune: Will you promise me you won't do anything reckless, or crazy that will get you killed?

Penny: (Hugs him) I promise.

Jaune: I'm counting on you to keep it, Penny. Don't be a liar.

Penny: I will not.

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Jaune: Penny! Penny! Is she okay?! I just got the news, and I've been trying to get here as fast as I can, and, and, and-!

Yang: (Slaps Jaune) GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF! If she sees you panicking like this, she's only going to get worse.

Jaune: Right. Right... Thanks, Yang.

Klein: Ahem! If the master will follow me, I can lead you to her. However, I must warn you; I have done all I can, and even as a combat medic and part-time mechanic, I had trouble.

Jaune: Did you oil her joints?

Klein: Heh heh, no, I did not.

Jaune: You should have.

Klein: Oh, I'm sorry! I, er, thought you were using humor to- Nevermind. She's in here.

Jaune: ...Thank you.

Klein: I'll... I'll leave you alone with her.

Jaune: Thank you. ...Penny. You... You need to wake up. I... I need you to wake up. I need you to wake up because I can't do this alone. I can't lose you again. Not like this! I wanted to grow old with you. And yes, I know how crazy that is, because that's what I am. I'm crazy. I'm crazy for your smile. I'm crazy for your laugh. I'm crazy for the hiccups you make when you lie. Damn it, Penny, I'm crazy for you because I... Because I love you. I love you so much, it hurts. It hurts worse than you can imagine.

Penny: ...I can imagine.

Jaune: Penny? Penny, you're alive!

Penny: Yes, I am... And I... I love you, too.

Jaune: Penny! I... I want to kiss you, but... I don't want to hurt you.

Penny: Kiss me. I'll let you know when it hurts.

Jaune: (Gulps) O-Okay.

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Jaune: That's it, people! Stay close to the center and move forward! We'll be out of Atlas in no time!

???: I love seeing you take charge.

Jaune: Thank you, but I'm already spoken for?

???: Oh? Describe her for me. Maybe I can beat her.

Jaune: I doubt it. She has beautiful, copper hair with radiant lime green eyes, and the most perfect freckles you've ever seen installed on a woman.

???: What if she were that, and human?

Jaune: I doubt you could compare to her, even if you are human.

???: Jaune? It's me.

Jaune: Penny?!

Penny: Salutations, Jaune! (Kisses him deeply, Pulls away) My boyfriend~.

Jaune: It worked! You're human! You're-! You're cold.

Penny: I no longer have a heating element. I have nerves, and they are telling me I'm cold.

Jaune: Here. Take this. (Hugs her)

Penny: A temporary warmth for a permanent body.

Jaune: Once we're in Vacuo, I'll keep you warm as you want. All day, and all night~.

Penny: Jaune! (Slaps his arm) Oh no! Did I hurt you?

Jaune: You could never hurt me Penny. You love me too much.

Penny: Oh, Jaune~.

Jaune: Plus your arm is too weak. (She slaps him more, He pulls her in for a deep kiss) Forgive me?

Penny: You are lucky you are cute.

Jaune: I'm lucky because I have a girl like you. But I need to get back to work. Check on Winter, she might need help over there.

Penny: Very well. I love you, Jaune!

Jaune: I love you more, Penny!

Penny: (Boops his nose) Not scientifically possible!

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Penny: Please... You have to...

Jaune: I can't! You can't ask me to do something like this!

Penny: No one else can...

Jaune: I... I don't...

Penny: You can... I know this because I love you...

Jaune: ...I love you, too.

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Jaune caught his breath as the world fell around him. He felt numb, if he could even feel that. There was shouting, but it was a distant and muffled squeal. He simy dropped to his knees and wept.

"Jaune?"

His heart stopped. He whirled around to see Penny standing next to him, her green eyes shining brighter than before. He glanced back and forth between the woman in front of him, and the woman he loved and killed.

"But how?" He choked out.

Penny looked to behind her, where an older Oscar Pine stood, smiling. Jaune stood up, but he moved so fast, he almost lost his balance. Thankfully, Penny was there to catch him.

"What- I-I don't..." Oscar held up a hand to the stammering knight.

"Allow me to explain." He began. "I'm from a future where we defeat Salem, and where you die in the final battle. You and Penny were also inseparable there. She was so wracked with grief, I had to do something for her. So, I did this." He stepped aside, revealing a portal. "This will take you both to a universe where neither of you both fell in love, you both died, and Salem is defeated and gone forever."

"I... I don't know if I can do." Jaune gulped. "The woman I loved, that I still love, is dead. I don't think you can compare. No offense."

"No offense taken." She smiled. "I am also hesirant as well, but it's worth a try, isnt it?" She looked down at the other her. "For her?"

Jaune grit his teeth and kelt down, picking up his dead love. He stepped towards the portal.

"First thing I need to do is give her a proper burial." He looked forward. "And then I need to grieve."

"That is acceptable." Penny replied. "We can lay her down next to my Jaune."

"What's our success rate of us ending up together?" He asked.

"I believe you once told me to never tell you the probability of failure. It was a quote from the movie date when we met again in Mantle."

"Yeah, that's right." He chuckled. "Maybe this will work out." He looked down at the Penny in his arms. She died with a smile. "But first things first, Penny." He stepped through the portal.

"First things first." She repeated, following him into the next chapter.

#rwby #jaune arc #penny polendina #arculus rift #ruby rose #ciel soleil #nora valkyrie #weiss schnee #yang xiao long #blake belladonna #lie ren #pyrrha nikos #clover ebi #harriet bree #oscar pine #klein sieben

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strywoven · 5 months

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@melpcmene has requested a story : “ what’s the matter ?? you look like you’ve seen a ghost . ” ( vash @ dyn'lo ! )

𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒅.

A few paces ahead sits the Dustling , poised upright on haunches ; alert , at attention. He hardly pays Vash any mind , he is too fixed , too focused ( heart thrums with a pulse of unwanted fear , a cold dread taking hold ; he knows who – what – he saw ) . Dark eyes narrow , scanning cautiously one way , then the other , the air around his frame c r a c k l i n g with an agitated static energy. Normally , Dyn’lo would not think twice about these creatures ( like all dustling , he did not care much for plants ) , but THIS ONE— A g r o w l leaves him in frustration when he cannot locate the source , when he cannot find IT , this terrible thing so obvious in presence but nowhere in plain sight ( it must lurk within humanity , then , it must have gotten cleverer with its guises & tricks over the centuries ) .

When Vash approaches , Dyn’lo scoffs , ❝ A ghost , indeed ! ❞ Maned head shakes , arms crossing as he contemplates what to do. It would be w i s e r to leave town now , to avoid detection. There’s no telling what may happen if It figures out another Independent is in the nearby vicinity ( that is , if it has not already taken notice ) . In some ways , Dyn’lo is less concerned for himself , and more worried for Vash’s sake ; already he must face the threat of his brother , and now there stands a n o t h e r looming , unnamed terror on the horizon he has yet to confront ( one that could potentially be worse ) . The Dustling knows he owes this man nothing – nothing at all ! – and yet , if he can help it , he should very much like to prevent the w o r s t from happening for as long as possible.

❝ I thought your kind shared some sort of connection with one another ? ❞ He pivots in place , adjusting so he is looking towards Vash , tail thumping irritably into the sands. ❝ You ask me what is wrong , but I have to wonder , HOW did you not sense that just now ? It would make anyone nervous. ❞ A moment passes , Dyn’lo finally makes a choice , ❝ Get what you need , we ought to leave before it notices us. ❞

#❧ ⸺ how can ( queue ) say there is no story here ? ❞#❧ ⸺ ch. dyn’lo | answered ❞#verse tbt.#melpcmene #melpcmene | vash

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kpop-dungeon-dark · 3 years

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Request # 1.5 (Priest!Jongin x Reader)

•TRIGGER WARNING•

Request: “I can kinda see a part two where Jongin keeps cleansing OC and she becomes numb to this treatment and becomes the most obedient little plaything… like she welcomes the cleansing showers and does self degradation dirty talk never fails to thank her Master for treating her exactly like she deserves and such”

Part I (click on the text)

Warning(s): Stockholm syndrome, brainwashing, degradation, humiliation, watersports, priest!Jongin, power play, Master/Sub dynamics, slapping, spanking, creampie, riding, breeding kink. You've been warned, browse at your own risk. This piece is purely a work of fiction and does not represent Kim Jongin in any way nor does the writer condone these actions.

Turning the key in the lock, Father Jongin cracked his neck and entered the warm and pleasant smelling house that was once his cold quarter, closing the door behind him before turning to be met with the sight of Y/n kneeling in front of him obediently against the door like the good pet that she was, head lowered in respect.

"Welcome home, Master!" She chirped, which basically meant that she had successfully done all her chores and tasks today and there was nothing in her knowledge that would earn her a punishment. "I missed you!" Crawling to his feet, the girl eagerly kissed them and snuggled her face against one of his legs, whimpering from the warmth.

"Hello, pet." Her head quickly raised from his leg to where his awaiting hand was, sneakily looking up at him through her fringe as he petted and stroked the top of her head, sighing in content. "The mood tells me you've been a good pet for me today, hm?" Y/n started to crawl besides him as he walked to the couches in the living room, stopping in front of him when he sat down and manspread his legs.

"Yes, sir. Pet has done all tasks assigned to her!" She gulped at how big and intimidating he really was compared to her. The girl felt stupid for never noticing it before.

But then again. That was exactly why she needed her Master every step of the way. Because she was stupid and dumb. And Jongin was the only one who could guide her through everything. Or she wouldn't be able to survive so much as even one day on her own.

He was so kind and loving to having taken her in and under his wing after she had been nothing but a lost soul up to no good.

Y/n was so thankful it made her heart swell with adoration.

"Good pet…" Motioning her the permission to crawl between his legs, he sat back more relaxed now, loosening his clothes and resting his head against the couch now. "Hmm~" taking the glass of water she handed him from the coffee table that had been prepared beforehand, Jongin slipped his fingers between her hair that he liked open and tangle free, running his hands through them softly as she kissed and rubbed her nose against his bulge, hands besides her on the ground because she wasn't allowed.

"Go ahead… be a darling~" a small smile formed at the corner of his mouth when she peeked at him through her lashes, his nails scratching her scalp softly as he softly nodded after taking another sip. "Show Master how thankful you are…" Playfully kicking one of her ass cheeks softly, he caused her to giggle. A little too loud.

"S- Sorry, Master!" She sputtered in embarrassment, cheeks hot and red as she stroked his thighs and kissed his balls in an apologising way. "Pet is sorry! She didn't mean to be so loud!" Hurriedly undoing his belt, she gulped and didn't look up at him, kicking herself mentally.

Jongin didn't appreciate her being too loud or demanding.

Good pets obeyed and remained quiet in the corner to serve and be used whenever their Masters desired.

"Tsk…" The tan skinned man sighed, pulling at her hair just a little but letting it slide because his balls were aching today and the way she was kissing his cock before softly taking it out of his briefs was the pleasurable road to relief and punishments could always come later.

It wasn't like she wasn't going anywhere.

"Thank you so much for letting Pet touch you, Master…" Y/n was so pretty as she blushed as she always did, nipples which were erect due to her arousal that he could clearly see because she wasn't allowed to wear clothes. "Thank you so much for being kind…" She kissed the tip again. "For feeding me…" Now her hand travelled down to the base as she slowly pumped it. "For being so kind…" Her warm tongue licked the tip like one would icecream. "For taking me under your wing…" Sweat broke out on his temples.

"For bathing me…" The girl's pretty eyes flickered up to meet his as she opened her mouth and welcomed the tip in the warm and wet space, sucking at it and swirling her tongue around it. "Thank you for always treating me like I deserve~" Y/n spoke against his cock, her spit and his precum running down his cock and dripping down his tense balls.

"Ugh, fuck!" Jongin grunted, tightening his grip on her hair before pulling her up. "Stop that! Nothing slow today, come and fuck yourself on me. Now!" Wincing a little the girl muttered an apology and clumsily straddled his hips, blushing and biting her lip in embarrassment.

"S- Sorry, Master!" Stabling herself, the girl gulped as she looked at the thick and long erect cock, whimpering at the thought of how the veins bulging against the skin would feel. With the only prep being her arousal, Y/n felt her heart pound against her ribcage as she aligned his cock against her entrance, feeling her palms sweat as her body started to lower, face scrunching in pain and pleasure.

"A- Ow- Thank you, Master! Thank you so much…" Biting her lip as her hole sucked his entire length in and it instantly hit her g-spot, making her see stars. "Oww… s- so big, Master…" Tears welled up in her eyes as the girl winced, lifting herself back up before bringing herself down again. The veins tickled her wet burning walls and made it hurt so good.

"Shut up!" Grabbing her tits, he squeezed them hard before pushing his fingers in her mouth. "JUST- shut the fuck up and fuck yourself on me, my little slut. Fucking take these balls in and show me how it looks in that whore womb of yours" Y/n coughed and gagged, starting to ride him faster and deeper but there was only so much she could do. She was just a weak little girl and his cock was much too big.

Sucking on the fingers she had in her mouth, the girl gagged whenever he hit them against the back of her throat, whining at how he bit and pulled at her nipples, pinching and slapping her ass. "Now show me how you're taking it! Show me!" Placing her shaky hands against her stomach, the girl stretched the skin sideways and the imprint of his cock fucking her because even more visible, making his cock twitch. "See that, whore? Yeah. Fucking look at that! Look at how Master's cock fucks you in your little breeding pit."

"Fuck!" Jongin was usually a calm and laid back kind of man but whenever he was horny and fucking her, he got rough and impatient, making him thrust his hips up into her walls, slapping her ass cheeks with both his hands and making them burn. "No good! You're good for nothing! Pathetic little useless slut! Can't even fuck herself properly!" Pulling the fingers he had in her mouth out the man slapped her cheek, slamming her up and down with the help of her breast.

"S- Sorry, Master! Pet is so sorry! She's so pathetic she cannot do anything right! She always needs him and his help! Thank you for being kind and forgiving, sir! Please! Please!" She cried, running out of words and not knowing what to say anymore.

"Fuck it" the male roughly grunted, grabbing her by an arm as the other hand gripped her hip and he switched positions so fast she couldn't even comprehend it, placing her against her elbow against the coffee table, lifting the leg that was off the ground as her body was positioned sideways and putting it against his shoulder while snapping his hips.

"Oh, shit!" Jongin growled almost, placing a hand over her stomach to feel his cock and balls going in and out, spanking her ass again as she cried, mouth formed into an 'O' while thanking him inaudibly. "Aw, fuck, pet! Shit! I am gonna fuck a baby into you at this point! Fuck!"

"Thank you! So k- kind! Thank you, sir! Thank you for filling me with your baby! Thank you so much!"

"You'd look so pretty, huh, pup? Such a small little thing all swollen and full of my children, waddling about with wide hips and heavy breasts like the most fuckable little thing alive all for me! Fuck!" He didn't even know if he wanted a child her. But the thought… Oh boy was it hot.

And Y/n… well she was to be thankful for and welcome everything that came her way. Because Master only knew and did best.

"Fuck! Cum! Come on! Clench around me and cum!" As if on cue, the girl sobbed and even went a little limp from the intensity as she started to cum undone, her back arching as her stretched and overflowing hole closed around his cock, the table moving back and forth from the thrusts.

"Good. Such a good fuck pup… The perfect cum rag…" Jongin whispered as his thrusts slowed down, moving and placing her body on the ground on her back before he eventually stopped and pulled out.

"Legs open. Show Master his baby." The male demanded, tapping the side of her thigh before standing up.

"H- Here, sir… Master's baby all safe in pup~" her chest moved up and down as she spread her pussy lips and showed him her stretched out hole that was gaping open, his cum decorating it and the man could swear it was even a little swollen from how much was stuffed in there. "Thank you so much~" the girl breathed out as she tried to catch her breath.

"Good pet." Jongin praised as he grabbed his cock for the grand finale, grinning as he aimed his cock at her body. "And good pets deserve their showers, don't they?"

The girl scrambled to her knees again, eagerly looking up at him. "Yes, sir! Thank you for always cleansing me!"

The man whimpered a bit under his breath as the hot piss he had been saving for a while finally burst through the opening, letting it hit the girl's face followed by her tits and stomach as she obediently turned and let her back get covered in it too.

"Now clean up all of this and dinner better be ready by the time I have finished freshening up." Kicking her perky bottom from behind, the male tucked his cock back in and turned to leave. "Or what happens to pathetic sluts who don't serve their Masters well?" Already starting to walk away and towards the stairs leading to the bedroom, Jongin asked and raised his eyebrow.

"They sleep in the cold basement all alone, Master!" Y/n obediently replied before going back to slurping the piss clean off the ground.

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cookiesnt · 3 years

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Rantaro, Nagito and Kazuichi saving their little sister from being killed!

...I’m gonna end up writing this for everyone I write for, aren’t I?

Welp, I’m not complaining! They may take awhile, but they’re fun!

Rantaro:

Usually, he was with you 24/7.

“We can’t trust everyone here, Y/n. I can’t lose you too.”

Today, however, he said he needed to check something and left you alone.

“Stay here. Only run if you’re in danger.”

With that, he left you in one of the classrooms.

“I’m bored,” you whined, fiddling with a pencil.

He was taking awhile and you were starting to worry.

You heard the door open.

“Ranta- Oh, hi Tenko...”

Disappointed, you went back to fiddling.

“Y/n, why do you care so much for that degenerate?”

You sighed, tired of this argument with her.

“He’s my brother, Tenko.”

She hated that answer.

“You don’t owe him anything!”

“Please just go. I have to stay and wait for him to get back.”

She sighed, frowning.

“I was hoping someone else was here... but you’ll have to do, I guess...”

“What are you talking- urk!”

She grabbed your throat and pinned you to the ground.

“I’m sorry, Y/n... The world needs me.”

You began to kick and cry, but Tenko was strong.

Somehow, you kicked her in the knee.

“Ah!”

She loosened her grip and you ran out of the room as fast as you could.

“HELP! SOMEBODY! RANTARO!”

Teko was chasing you. The school was big and you were in a weird spot, so there weren’t many other people nearby.

You were about to run down the stairs when you suddenly tripped and fell down the whole flight.

You landed on the ground crying in pain.

Tenko caught up and pinned you down again.

“I’ll make it quick, okay?!”

You shook your head, terrified.

Just as she was about to snap your neck, you heard a voice...

“GET AWAY FROM HER!”

Tenko got off of you just as Rantaro pulled you close.

He glared at her, furious.

“Leave. Now.”

Tenko ran off to who knows where and Rantaro took a look at your injuries.

“Oh my god... You fell so hard, baby...”

He gently picked you up, holding you bridal style.

“Let’s go get you patched up, okay?”

“O-Okay...”

You nuzzled into his chest, crying quietly.

“It’s okay now, little one... Big brother’s here...”

Nagito:

The 1st class trial shook you to your core.

You had never seen your big brother like that.

You chose to stay away from him for a bit to get yourself together.

So, you grabbed some snacks and has a picnic on the beach.

It was peaceful. You loved going to the beach when you were little.

Nagito was the one who taught you to swim. You were only three.

You smiled softly, listening to the waves.

However, your spell was broken when someone kicked sand at you.

You sighed and looked over.

“Ugh... Hiyoko, what was that for?!”

She had been bullying you since your first met.

She wasn’t as mean to you as she was to Mikan, but you were her target when she couldn’t find her.

“Duh! It’s cuz you and your dumb brother smell like pig barf!”

You sighed and stood up, gathering your garbage.

“I’m going to my cottage...”

You threw your garbage in the trash and started walking as Hiyoko followed you, mocking you.

You were a lot more sensitive than your brother, you it was starting to get to you.

“Please stop...”

She snickered and grabbed your wrist.

Hiyoko was small, but you were slightly smaller.

That’s one of the issues that came with being the youngest in the group.

“P-Please let me go...”

She laughed quietly.

“You know what is good about you Y/n?”

“W-What?”

She reached into her pocket.

“You’re smaller than me... So I’m able to get rid of you easily!”

“W-What does t-that-”

You finally saw what she pulled out of her pocket.

It was a knife.

“H-Huh?!”

She smirked evilly.

“Just take a big breath and it will all be- hurgh!”

One advantage to having a very overprotective big brother is that he insisted you take self defense classes.

You managed to get out of her grip and run.

“GET BACK HERE!”

She was fast.

Very fast.

You were running with every ounce of strength you had, crying.

“N-NAGITO! HELP ME! NAGITO!”

You didn’t know where he was. That was the worst part.

You couldn’t run to your big brother for protection.

You kept running. Tears were blurring your vision and all you heard was-

“Y/n?”

“NAGITO!”

You ran towards his voice and threw your arms around him, shaking.

“What happened? Are you alright?”

You clung to his jacket with shaking fists.

“H-Hiyoko... K-Knife... T-Tried to-”

“I see... Well, come with me.” “O-Okay...”

He picked you up and held you against his chest, carrying you to his cottage.

Once there, he sat on his bed and cradled you like a baby.

“Everything’s alright now, my hope... Everything is alright...”

It didn’t take long for you to fall asleep.

Maybe your big brother wasn’t such a freak after all...

Kazuichi:

You were playing in the beach house.

There were some playing cards there, and Kazuichi taught you how to play solitaire when you were younger for days when he was too busy to play with you.

Right now, he was talking with some of the big kids to try and figure out a way to escape.

The killing game was scary, and you saw Byakuya’s body...

You shook your head and went back to playing your game.

Just as you finished and started shuffling the cards to play again, you heard the door open.

You looked and saw Sonia walk in.

“Hi Sonia!”

“Hello there, Y/n!”

You usually didn’t see Sonia, since she avoided Kazuichi.

She sat at the table across from you.

“Solitaire, I see...”

“Yup! Kaz taught me!”

She seemed surprised.

“I see... You two must be very close.”

“You betcha! Kaz is my best friend! He always protects me and plays with me!”

She smiled again, watching as you got ready to play another game.

“Y/n, I need to ask a favor of you...”

“What is it? I wanna help!”

She stood up and reached into her pocket.

“Y/n, as you know, I have a kingdom... And I cannot die here, as I am the only heir of Novoselic...”

You started to get nervous as she reached into her pocket...

...and pulled out an ice pick.

“W...What’s that?”

“It’s called an ice pick... Do you remember how Byakuya died?”

Your eyes widened in fear.

“I-I don’t wanna... I-I want Kaz!”

She laughed quietly.

“That’s another reason to get rid of you... Revenge for him harassing me!”

Terrified, you backed against the wall.

“S-Sonia p-please don’t! I-I’ll tell him to s-stop! We can all w-work together! No one else has to d-die!”

She shook her head no.

“I need to live... I NEED TO ESCAPE!”

She raised her weapon and you screamed-

-and then she was on the ground.

“H-Huh?!”

You looked up and saw Kazuichi with a clenched fist. He was shaking, too.

“K-Kazuichi! This isn’t what it looks like!”

He grabbed your hand and pulled you close.

“Leave.”

You had never seen your brother so angry.

Sonia was shocked.

“How dare you-”

“I SAID LEAVE!”

She growled and stormed out of the beach house.

Once she was gone, Kazuichi knelt down.

“Are you okay?! Did you get hurt?! I-I’ll go find- Y/n?”

You started to cry.

“H-Hey! Uhh... I-It’s okay! You’re safe now.”

He pulled you close and kissed your head.

“Let’s go find some help, alright?”

#danganronpa #danganronpa imagines #danganronpa x reader #rantaro amami #rantaro amami x reader #rantaro amami imagines #Nagito Komaeda #nagito x reader #nagito komaeda imagines #kazuichi soda #kazuichi soda x reader #kazuichi soda imagines #x reader #sister reader #mod mizuki

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maladaptive-ninja-returns · 3 years

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It’s The Avengers (03x16)

Loki x Reader Avengers The Office AU (Slowwwwww Burn)

Season 3 Episode 16: You Picked the Wrong Weakness

Series Summary: Living in the Avengers facility post-apocalypse in a better timeline Tony Stark has decided to capture every moment by pulling The Office on the Avengers. All of housemates are pretty used to the idea except for you, who had just come here to finish her degree, and the newest member- Loki.

Warnings: did someone just go and tell the otp about the otp?

Word Count: you know that feeling when you have had a bad experience on some project or assignment or homework before. And you know that thing is going to come around again next month or something like that. And you just age yourself by giving yourself anxiety by thinking everything that could go worse in that area. Yeah. So, I kinda shut that off for a few hours and wrote this.

MASTERLIST in bio, darlings. Tags are open (check bio)

The Interview Room The camera is recording empty seats as a pair of voices grow louder with every second. "...it's like they don't even care about what the other person wants!" "...no, why would they. These rich daddies and their rich egos think they are the only ones thinking about the world." The camera swivels a bit to watch Peter and Scott enter with a new guest following them with a Caprisun in their hand. Peter: And why did you have to go ahead and help them? Shuri: *sits between Scott and Peter* *takes a long sip of her 'sun* What. I'm not going to give up any opportunity that involves space and weird energy boxes. Peter: Why did your brother even agree to it?? Shuri: *shrugs* all your sugar daddy had to say was 'what if it was Shuri'. And my thicc-head of a brother lost it like a rhino in a mating challenge. Peter: *scrunches his nose at the example* Scott: Great *sigh* now we'll never get to see them together. With your brains, those dads are probably already in space now. Shuri: Not so fast! They don't have the codes to neutralise the pandora's box yet. Peter and Scott: *look at each other* Shuri: So teleportation might be delayed as long as I am kept happy? Peter: *takes out a notebook* Scott: *takes out his phone and a card labelled Avengers Black Card* The camera pans in on a smirking Shuri sipping on her Capri sun.

Inside a Spaceship: Destination Unknown You and Loki were captured by the little drone flying at the same speed as the spaceship (which clearly had seen some remodelling, thanks to your rainbow buddies). Both of you were staring at something in front of you that lids by your waist level- something the outside drone was not able to capture because of the limited view in the spaceship window. The expressions on your face were serious. So was the arms-crossed stance. "Are you sure it wasn't just a noise?" Loki now had a finger on his lips in deep thought as he heard your words. "I am pretty sure of what I heard," he acknowledged without missing a beat. "So-" your voice faded as your fingers twirled in the air with a mind of their own- "that means he has...another..." "You really can't say it?" Loki looked at you with a questioning brow going up quite smoothly. You tsked. "It's my baby," you mentioned while Javier's camera watched you point down at slumbering Lulu. "I cannot just casually say he might have another hole and I think he farted through it. I cannot hurt my baby's feelings!" Loki scoffed. "Your baby's sleeping." "He still has ears." "You think he understands what a fart means?" "What do you think I've been teaching him when you, me or Javi pass the gas?" Loki's casual demeanour suddenly changed to an offended one. "I beg your pardon?" You were quick on your feet, already walking towards the front of the ship. "So, where exactly are we heading now? Aellae's next of kin? Though I find it hard to imagine she would have left your essence with anyone other than herself." Loki came and sat next to you, still pissed at that comment in those narrowed eyes. "I am going to circle back to your words-" he inhaled while you acted all innocent- "and no. We are not looking for anyone related to that witch." "Then are we looking for another one of your exes?" "No, we are n-" Loki stopped short, his lips right in a thin line as he stared at you. "Why are you so interested my exes?" You simply shrugged and raised your brows. "On the contrary, it seems your exes are still pretty interested in you." That casual expression turned into a familiar judgment as your head turned to look at him. "Though I wonder what did they find so-" you hands moved haphazardly- "interesting about you." Loki swivelled his captain seat towards you, locking your legs between his while grounding your armrests with his hands. Clicking the control button on your armrest, he moved your chair a bit closer to him, his face in close proximity to yours. Javier's camera panned in on the gulp moving down your throat while your eyelids did a flutter at this uncalled movement. The 4K caught those goosebumps rising right where his arm barely grazed yours and in the background, Lulu played an arousing violin piece. "Something you can only dream about, darling," he whispered. The violin picked up the charge in the air within its quick clean high notes. The only noise leaving you was the escape of the air stuck in your throat, shivering on its way out. "Of c-" you cleared your throat. trying to sit back up in your seat- "of course I can only fantasize. The reality makes me want to puck. Ugh!"

Loki: Y/N thinks space is all fun and games. What she does not realise is that just like earth, this universe too has an underworld. Ten times in size and twenty times as brutal. And Aellae was just the tip of the filthy iceberg. *camera zooms in on his tensed features* looks into the distance* Wonder who else she told about her. *looks back* *blinks* I'm taking her somewhere we can lie low for now. *rolls eyes* that is if she understands what lying low means. *sighs*

You: *eating bread like a peasant famished for days* Hm? What? No *shakes head* 'm nod nerbous. *takes another bite* debinidly nod becoz o doki. He wash jus playing wee me. *viciously bites into the bread* *growls and buries head in your lap*

"I am still telling you to ask for their help. It's not too late," you suggested in a composed manner, sitting in the co-pilot seat. "I am not calling seven alien boys just because you have a fetish for Korean pop bands." You thwacked his leg with yours. "I do not! And don't you dare talk shit about k-pop." Loki chuckled. "Why? What are going to do?" "I won't. But you know what k-pop fans are like, don't you?" The smile on Loki's face suddenly started to flicker away as he looked at the camera. "Remember that Vegas trip?" Clearing his throat, he adjusted himself on his seat, while you shared a devilish smirk with the camera. "We're going somewhere safe. Where I have a chance of getting my powers back and hopefully a gateway back to earth." You sat up. "Why didn't we go there in the first place?" Loki blinked, not really answering. You and the camera noticed the tension in his jaw. "It's not a place I like to talk about." The asteroid belt cleared in front of the spaceship to show the part of a planet covered in grey clouds shadowing frozen blue mountains and dark valleys. "Jotunheim," you whispered to yourself, letting the gloomy yet majestic scenery of the place reflect in your eyes. “Loki,” all humour in your voice seemed to dilute as you looked back at home, “we don’t have to go there. We-uh...we could go to one of Peter’s hideouts? Or maybe we could call the Boys and ask them to direct us to one of their safe places? You know, till we find a lead on your essence.” A smirk built upon the God's lips. "Is that concern I hear in your voice?" Those worry-laden brows suddenly dispersed all emotion to make way for anger. A slap made way from your hand to his right side of the back. The thwack was loud enough to wake Lulu and force a sincere 'ow' from the God's throat. "This concern is for me and my babies you awful animal," you growled, your voice considerably higher, "you think they'll survive there?"

Jotunheim If the mountains seemed to carry an eerie aura about them, the valleys were a straight suggestion of being pits straight to hell. To add to the effects of arriving at the gates of hell, the snow falling was harsh, to say the least. As soon as the door to the ship opened to let all the passengers feel the heat, the drone travelling outside took in travellers covered in thick fur. Javier carried Lulu on his front, both of them visible just with their faces- not to mention the former's blue eyes standing out over everything else in his surroundings. Loki too embraced the thick skin, looking quite the part of a Jotun till he picked up the hood of your coat to put it over your head without saying much; only smiling when you looked like a fluffed up birb in that Viking overcoat.

Loki: *smiling sheepishly**looks at you standing next to him* Angry birb *looks back at Javier's camera* Sam taught me that one. *camera pans at you simmering under that fur*

Lulu had already picked the background music for his pack's entrance. The Viking beat had just the right amount of weight and horror of the unknown in it as this place did. Just ahead of the pass lay the structure carved in the mountain itself. It could be called a palace or a temple. But that was not what sought your attention. Eyes. The camera caught eyes in the dark staring at the unwanted guests. Blue. Piercing. Murderous. And more than one pair. The drone panned in on that one subconscious movement of your fingers gripping the fur of the coat on Loki's back as the God walked gallantly- as if he owned the planet. But your eyes did not stop to observe the alien movement around you. "Remember-" Loki's whisper brought you out of the daze your own thumping heart was creating for you- "do not show them your fear. Show them that you are to be feared." It may have been his words or just his voice that started to melt the fear visible on your features, lasting for five seconds before a loud thump vibrated the land beneath your feet, making you all come to a stop. And when that was not enough, the audience saw the feet first, then the legs and then the whole length of a Jotun appearing before them. Some necks were really going to feel it tonight.

"Who dares enter the land of Jotunheim?" came the thundering and low growl from the Jotun that stood towering over you all. "The one who is alive and stands on this land," Loki announced, "with the blood of Laufey in my veins, I have come to claim what is mine." There was nothing but an uninviting smirk on the Jotun's face. "I am Loki, son of Laufey, son of Odin, ruler of Asgard and your King," he commanded with ice in his voice, "and you...need to bow...before your King." The dead silence proceeding his threat of a speech was enough for you nearly bury you inside your own overcoat. And when that did not seem enough, your body- on its own- moved a step closer to Loki's side. "Oooooh Gooood," you whispered with quite the shudder while your face was plastered with a no-fucks-given wave, "we're gonna die." On the contrary, the silence was followed by many Jotuns coming out of the shadows to surround your group one by one before bowing down. Even the ones who looked quite young did the same. All of them except for the one Jotun who had greeted you first. "Allir fagna konungi!" they chanted in unison. "All hail the king," Javier translated it for you. "Didn't know you were into Nords," you quipped, "the language, I mean." "Honey, I am all into Nords," he signed before looking around with a smile, finding a buff Jotun that caught his eye. He did not take another second to blink at him and leave that giant a bit confused and flustered at the same time.

Inside the Palace The throne was sculpted out of ice that seemed as old as the mountain. Alongside it had been made seating arrangements for the family, running parallel till the doors of the throne room, all greyish blue stones marked with Jotun carvings. You and Javier believed they might be names of dignitaries. Lulu thought they are just doodles by other babies and proceeded to contribute to the stone they were standing next to. A little female giant sat down and looked at Lulu's doodles with curious wide eyes. Loki stood rightfully in front of his throne, admiring it before turning to his subjects, most of them adults who were exceptionally taller and blue-er than him. The drone captured the magnificence of the throne room that had fire pits next to the seats at intervals right alongside the stone pillars and right in the middle, a few feet in front of the king. But none of them were lit. And the giants were visibly annoyed by the drone while the kids wanted to catch it and play with it. "An Asgardian announces himself as our King," the one giant growled as he stood at the steps of the throne, "why would we believe you to be our King, son of Odin." He nearly spat the last part. The drone captured that bit of concern breaking out on your composed features but Loki just smirked. Pulling his overcoat to the side- as magnificently as he believed himself to be- he sat down as if he has done it ever since he was born. The authority exuding from his presence certainly put the murmurs going around the hall to a standstill. "At ease, Helblindi," he stressed to the giant with a purr and directed the rest of the audience to take their place. "Not you." Everyone stopped short to looked at their king. And he was clearly looking at you. You pointed a finger at yourself in question. "Don't you know your place....pet?" he commanded ever so slyly, discreetly pointing his finger at the stone next to his throne.

You: *look around to make sure no one's looking at you* *anger about to explode through your eyes* *whispering* Pet?? PET?? I swear gonna just *gestures to grab the air* grab his throat and *punches the said air repeatedly in her palm* *camera pans out to focus on three baby giants looking at you in pure horror before their mother carries them away murmuring something* *camera swivels to show Javier looking disappointed* Javier: *signs* she said 'stay away from the crazy human'. *sighs* *shakes his head*

“Come-“ Loki’s fingers gestured at you to come over to that stone couch of a thing next to him- “sit.” Taking a breath to compose your usual embers of rage at that comment, you smiled and walked up the stairs to stand next to him. The camera recorded the little gracious bow you gave the God but not before your back was to the spectators and you signalled an insult with your middle towards him, nearly making him chuckle. And with one heavy inhale, you sat down next to him, clearly not at the same level as him. “Is this what Lulu feels like?” “I would’ve made Lulu sit in my lap,” Loki acknowledged with a smirk. “You’re welcome to join me anytime but for now-“ he adjusted himself on his seat and raised his voice to address the court- “let us have a feast tonight and raise our mugs in union of the Jotun king and his subjects.” Helblindi scoffed and spat on the floor. Loki did not look but he was surely observing his every move. “In union of an excuse of a giant who does not even resemble-“ “I would like you to stop there my brother-“ Loki announced as he got up, letting the whole room take one united gasp at the scene- “before you start regretting your own words.” You blinked at the reactions to turn and look at Loki. Now the lights from the ceiling did a stupendous job of catching the widening of your eyes while your pupils were dilated in an emotion only known to you when you witnessed- for the first time in your life- Loki's skin change its shade and features. The flawless paleness gave way to a blue so deep over those arms he rarely displayed in public. The colour ran up his neck as well, covering him all the way. And along with this shade came ridges on his skin which apparently every Jotun had; running up his face and down his limbs. Those smaragdines and whites around them were now replaced with red. “This Jotun-“ his voice was low, but with enough weight that it echoed to the last corner of the room- “has seen enough lives to know what is hatred and what is fear. So next time you try to question my right, Helblindi, know that I have no qualms in exploiting them in a way which seems necessary for me.” Helbindi did not seem to stand his ground much now. Not after a few Jotuns who stood up to speak against the giant who had been torturing them for a while with his reckless and greed-ridden laws. Javier's camera was stuck on your reaction in the middle of this mild chaos. Your parted lips, wide eyes, stare lingering all over the God's body, your throat feeling the urge to swallow the dryness; it really was a sight, an emotion that many fanfiction artists would want to take inspiration from. Loki- who was smirking at the warm welcome he was receiving through the roar against his brother- turned around to look at you. His smirk disappeared and his usually focused gaze was interrupted with those unsure blinks at your features. Before he could explain himself, one giantess blocked his way to you with a bow. "We have prepared the Bath for you and your companions, your grace," she announced, still with her head held low. His gaze was running between you and her. To make it easier for him, you got up from your seat and walked down to the giantess who wanted to show you, Javier and Lulu to the Bath. "Nandi," Loki finally looked at the giantess. "Yes, your grace." "I need you to choose four of your most loyal companions to guard them." "They are all ready to escort your companions where you please." Loki smiled at Nandi. "I owe it to your mother to protect you, your Grace, like she protected me and my children." "My mother had a loyal friend in you," the God appreciated before walking down the throne and away from the crowd. The drone followed him. The graceful composure of the God crumbled like a dry sand castle as soon as the doors closed behind him and he was alone in the icy corridors. His pace got faster by the second, his eyes searching everywhere. "This isn't fair, you know." Loki stopped at the echo of your voice. The pause of one breath, and he knew where to turn to find you standing in the shadows. Javier stood by the pillar next to you two with his camera, capturing this strange tick on Loki's features. You stepped out of the shadows, your gaze uninterrupted, looking right at those red eyes. "Do you know the amount of chaos it would create on earth if people knew that you look like..." "Like what? A monster?" Loki's voice was heavy. "Nah don't say i-dammit! Now I cannot stop imagining the term monsterfuckers." Loki blinked. His brows furrowed at you ever so slightly. "I mean-" you sighed with frustration- "was it not enough that you looked like a literal God in a human form that you had to now go and reveal that you are one buffed up alien? Look at you? You are one breath away from starting a cult of monsterfuckers! Do you realise that? Look at-" you grabbed that one barely naked blue arm and tried to squeeze it- "this firm, cold, arm that is people are going think about in-" you tried to breathe, your gaze still stuck on his shoulder- "their bed at night. God, why do have to be so-" you pointed at all of him with a frustration-filled, longing look of...disgust- "you." By now Loki was raising his brows in question and shifting his gaze between himself and you, clearly confused by your reaction. It even seemed he was a bit flustered at one point. You winced, looking at his body again. Your eyes followed the ridges on his face to his neck, plunging down his v neck t-shirt. With a frown you turned hastily, flinging your body involuntarily in the direction of the bath. "I bet they go all the way down," you whispered to yourself in between your sobs and walked away.

Loki: *still stands there* *blinks* *looks at the camera* what...*looks in her direction* *looks back* *does this two more times* what just happened?

The Resting Chambers: Next Day One of Javier's drones followed you from the balcony you were standing in to witness the first light of the nearest star in this frozen land. The snow-clad mountains were a majestic sight in their own stature. Even the smile emanating under the warmth of the star could not deny that. The giggles coming from inside the room broke the sweet hum of sync you were having with the weather, walking back in to find Skandi and Kolga, Nandi's daughters setting up the table with Jotunheim's specialities- snowberries, Kruweed- fresh seaweed from the frozen lake- and Lulu's favourite, spiked abalones. "What are you girls snickering about?" Lulu was already jumping on the table to sniff everything placed for his liking. Once he had inspected every single item, he went over to his bowl of abalones.

"Nothing," Skandi cooed, "just discussing how Loki-" Kolga elbowed her sister to correct herself- "how his Grace, keeps looking at you." Your hands paused for a fraction of a second near your mouth before the snowberry found its way in your mouth. "Look at me how?" "He looks at you as if you might vanish any second if he does not keep his eye on you," Kolga added, sitting down next to you. Her face had gentle tones all over it. Her eyes seemed to sparkle whenever she talked to you. "Are you being punished for something?" It took you some time to realise she was genuinely curious. "What. No. Why would you think that?" "Because his grace keeps you under guard. I thought pets were kept in cages in Midgard." Skandi turned to Kolga with a gasp. "He caged her last night then?!" The camera captured your furrowed brows sitting there confused in between the sisters. You opened your mouth to speak but lost to Kolga. "You mean when he told off Helbindi that she will be sleeping in his quarters." Skandi nodded vigorously. "He could not have kept her in a real cage." "Maybe he chained her to the bed." "Ah. So he could keep an eye on her at night." "Is that what happened, y/n?" You hid your face behind the mug of tea that did not seem to leave your lips while your free hand seemed to check your cheeks for their temperature. "This tea is good," your burned throat appreciated the drink. "He seems quite...what is the word... possessive of her," Skandi commented. You shared a look with the drone- your face devoid of any emotions. Kolga hummed in agreement, popping a snowberry in her mouth. "I thought Kruge would die last night by his hands." Now that seemed to catch your attention. "Kruge who?" "Helbindi's guard. The one who nearly pushed you into the wall last night." "When you went inside," Kolga continued, "his Grace took Kruge's staff and struck him in his limbs and threatened him to never touch you again if he wanted to stay alive." "Kruge should be glad he did not use his powers on him lest he would be a part of the dark pit's icicles by now." Kolga and Skandi stopped talked to watch you lost in deep thought while your hands scratched Lulu's back on their own, making the floof purr quite loud. "Is she making this little creature vibrate?" Skandi asked her sister in a whisper. "It looks like it," her sister whispered back in awe.

You: *whispering at Javier* What? No, it's okay. We can record here. No one can say anything. *sits on the stone seat in the gallery that seems empty to the camera* *adjusts hair* is it recording? Of course. It's always recording. *clears throat* *at normal tone* So, clearly...*inhales* *raises brows* things are barely standing still right now. And it is clearly not helping that Loki is having sudden urges to pick a fight with whoever bullies me. *Javier's drone catches him discreetly signing at you to lower your voice a bit* You: *irritated* I mean does he want me to get bullied more? Bullies are always going to pick on the weak one in the group for fuck's sake! And evidently, I am the weaker sex. *the camera catches a movement behind you, turning to focus on the source* You: and his highness does not seem to realise that it will be too easy for these giants to torture his weaknesses out of me. Does he not see that? *squints at Javier* what? The drone is recording Javier aggressively telling you to cut it out while looking pale as his gaze goes far behind you. You turn to look where his gaze is going. Javier's camera automatically focuses on Kruge standing next to the last pillar, throwing daggers in your direction through his bloody eyes for a moment before disappearing somewhere. You: *turn around with a shade lighter yourself* *the camera is panning over your face now as you look at it* *whispers* Fuck!

Five Minutes Later One of the drones buzzed against the ice that separated the balcony and the bedroom, tapping itself repeatedly on the transparent frost till the door to the room opened. It turned around to record you and Javier rush inside- the latter placing his camera in his bag and packing his stuff. "Okay, relax, relax!" you stressed to the hyperventilating boy. "We need to get out of here," he signed. "Javi, take three deep breaths? Yes? One? Two? Good. Three. Now think about it. As long as we are with Loki, no one will dare harm us. Okay? Not to mention he has allotted us our personal security team." Javier was on the verge of sobbing. "What about when Loki is not around. What will we do then?" "Javi, don't think like that," you nearly fumed at him. "Loki is in the throne room right now. You take the guards with you and go to him and when you find a window let him know what happened, okay?" Javier was still taking deep breaths while sweating through his fur coat. He nodded. "What about you?" "I...have Lulu." You pointed at the floof sleeping with his belly bared and his paws out. "I won't leave the room, don't worry." Once convinced you'll be fine, Javier hurried outside, leaving you in a silence only filled by light snores of your baby. The drone recorded you biting your lip and tying your hair up in a bun. "Okay," you whispered to yourself, "now we wait." It also recorded the sudden change in the shade of one section of the wall opposite to your back. With the focus still on you, the section of the wall appeared to open out, revealing the pitch blackness lit by a pair of red eyes. The next thing you knew, the drone was lying on the floor, its barely working lens recording your muffled screams and boots struggling to find the ground as a pair of blue feet walked past the lens before it went black.

One Hour Later The camera sat on the stone seat, recording the periodic tapping of Javier's foot from outside the frame. Loki still had audience. The Jotuns discussed every aspect of Jotunheim with the king. Loki sat patiently, listening to every word before advising them necessary steps. The majority was satisfied with the King's suggestions. Many were even in awe. There were a few who were dissatisfied no matter what the God mentioned. "Well-" Loki sat straight, addressing the whole court- "this concludes our day then." "Your grace," one giant bowed at the steps, "there are a few more issues that need your kind attention." Loki sighed, his hand resting on the armrest, his fingers running over his lips in thought. Not sure about Loki, but the camera recorded the patient that ran out of Javier. He got up from his seat, immediately catching the God's eye, who was quick to raise his fingers just for the boy to stop taking any further steps towards him. "You have stalled me enough," the God acknowledged, catching the giant off guard. "Helbindi should know it better than anyone that a coup against me would be a futile attempt." Loki did not budge where he sat, just his finger drumming on the arm rest. "And I am in no mood for a mutiny."

The one drone who had been playing with the Jotun kids picked up the damage to a drone in the resting chambers. It buzzed through the halls, trying to pick up your trail, finding corridors and corners to fly through, walking down dark pathways with no windows and steep stairs spiraling deep into the mountains. On its way it found Lulu howling and meowing in a frantic daze, walking down the same path where he found your scent. And it seemed like he found you through the same dark pathway that ultimately reached an opening. There was nothing but ice all around and in every form. A section of the mountain that opened to the outside with a catch. There were cells cut into this ice for prisoners. Shackles of cold metal rested in every cell. Each of them had metals bars to keep the captives in and an opening in the ice to keep any grain of warmth out. And to add to it all, this entire prison cell rested on a frost chunk hanging at the edge of the mountain. "Stop, please, you cannot do this!" Your voice and footsteps could be heard echoing through this section. The drone buzzed and landed on the wall to record the Kruge stripping you of your fur coat with a maniacal grin on his face. "Hey! HEY!! Give me back my coat!" Kruge stopped you from going for your coat by his hand coming for your throat. His grip made it hard for you to breathe as you struggled to get out of the hold, your nails trying their best to dig into that stubborn cold skin of his. Lulu ran and growled at the giant, scratching at his ankles till the latter kicked him away. "What do you want?" you barely managed to get out of your mouth. "We want Loki out of Jotunheim," he growled in your face, smacking your back in the ice wall behind you before letting go of your throat. You fell down with a thud and a groan, taking in as much air as your windpipe allowed. "Okay," you wheezed, "okay. You let me talk to Loki and I will convince him to leave Jotunheim. I promise. I pinky promise." You even raised your pinky. But Kruge was already closing the bars on you. Lulu ran and jumped through the bars to stop by your side, sniffing and crying, wanting to make sure you were okay. "No no no no," you crawled to the bars, trying to wrap your fingers around them but failing once your skin felt the vicious cold personally, "please don't do this. You have to stop. Now." "You said you know Loki's weakness," a voice boomed from the shadows where you had been dragged from. A very familiar and ominous voice. The drone turned to capture Helbindi stepping into the ice prison with a stature fit for kings. "His essence is lost. It is a secret no more, you quim." You looked at Lulu in confused defeat. "Why does it feel like he called me a whore?" you whispered. Lulu threw his own curses at the giant. "Listen, sir, Mr Helbindi," you began, "you want the throne, right? And I want to get out of here alive. How about I take Loki with me? You get back your kingly rights, I get my friends back and we go our separate ways. Everybody wins!" Helbindi came down on his knees in front of you. A smile rested on those cracked lips of his. His hand went past the bars- to your surprise- and landed on your cheeks. Your gaze kept shifting between his eyes and his hand while your body tried to move away from his hold. But he was one stubborn bastard. "He must have kept you alive for a reason." Helbindi was talking to himself now. His thumb rubbed against your skin, something that was visibly making you uncomfortable. "Ah...he keeps you to satisfy his nightly needs." You pushed yourself away from Helbindi, only to be forced into the bars by his hold around your skull; his chuckle resonating through the prison. "Do not worry my little whore," he whispered right in your ear while his icy breath ran over your skin, "you will be my pet soon. And unlike Loki-" he licked your cheek with his tongue, driving you mad with disgust- "I prefer violence even in my chambers." Your breaths were shallow. A single tear falling from your eyes as you did you best to maintain your features. "You are making a grave mistake," you whispered through your teeth. Lulu tried to claw at Helbindi too but Kruge was already kicking him away, earning a death stare from you. The giant struck his nail in your throat, driving it deep till there was blood. "The only mistake that was made was by you coming into my land. And you all will pay for it." Dropping you back into the snow, Helbindi got up and walked back into the darkness.

Loki watched the doors open to let Helbindi in, his gait ever so dominating as he walked past the judgmental eyes of every other giant in the court with his own little battalion following him, carrying weapons of all sorts. "A king with no powers has no right to sit on the throne, Laufeyson," Helbindi roared, ground his staff a few feet away from the stairs to the throne, creating a crack in the ground. "And a Jotun with Asgard in his blood has no right to stay alive in Jotunheim." Weapons were drawn at anyone who was not on Helbindi's side. Javier was already on his feet, running by Loki's side with his camera. Loki still had his mouth covered with his hand, as if in a tired trance. "Everybody out," he commanded ever so smoothly to his audience- who was hesitant at first, but left as soon as the God's eyes pierced through every last one of them. Left alone with his brother's radical followers, he sighed out loud, his fingers still drumming. Javier felt a buzz in his pocket, making him take out the little tablet he used to control his cameras. "Your actions with every passing moment make me more sure of your inability to rule over the subjects, brother mine," the God simply commented. The seriousness on Javier's face was turning into a field of fear. "Oh, I am not asking, brother mine," Helbindi snared at Loki, "I am taking what is mine." "And why would I give you anything you want." "Ask your little plaything," Helbindi smirked. The drumming of those pale fingers stopped. Silence eroded in the throne room. And slowly a shallow panting was audible from the God's side. The camera suddenly lost its balance and fell down on the armrest before toppling on the throne behind Loki, his back still in the frame. Light reflected through Javier's eyes, more precisely through his tears, as he moved the tablet towards Loki. "Stop, please, you cannot do this!" your voice echoed through the tablet, and all the lines on Loki's face disappeared. His body got up from the throne, his eyes still stuck on the device, looking at the aftermath of Helbindi's actions. There was no emotion on the God's face while he witnessed everything recorded on the drone. He did not even budge till the recording finished. Once the screen blacked out, he swerved the tablet for Javier to take back. His gaze was apparently still stuck on the black stones on the floor, his jaw threateningly sharp in whatever light coming from the nearest star. "If you want to see her alive again, go back to your ship before the star drops fro-," "You touched her." His voice was just a decibel higher than a whisper; his shoulders stiff. The silver bracelets were visible on his wrists, more so with the light reflecting from them. His pale fingers now turned into fists. "You hurt her." Nothing but the resonating crack of a metal reverberated through the hall and everything went black.

The drone sat over the bars, recording the visible shivering breaths coming out of you while your skin turned pale, your fingers blue and your hairs were already collecting frost over them, despite moving your legs as close as you possibly could to your body. "P-plea-hease," your voice shuddered, "s-s-stop hi-im. T-there is-s-s st-i-ill time." "Your master is quite possibly begging on his knees by now," Kruge cackled, gulping down the mead and pouring more from the barrel next to him. Lulu was trying his best to keep your warm with his little body, wrapping himself around your neck while whimpering for you. Kruge was about to finish another mug when his ears caught a snicker that slowly turned into a weak laughter. The drone recorded you chuckling through the pain of the blight. "What is so comedic," Kruge snarled at you. "You thought I was telling you to stop for Loki's sake?" you laughed a little more, making the Jotun simmer with building rage. "I was telling you to stop your master before it's too late, you sewage rat's tick." The lens panned in on your features, all those helpless tears replaced by a smirk that could put the devil to shame. "You master thinks I am Loki's weakness." Your eyes glistened with a tint of some hidden darkness inside them in contrast to all the white around you. "Because I made him think that, you buffoon." "He is nothing without his essen-" "Count your peaceful breaths, you son of a bitch," you stressed, never batting your eyelids, "because you are not going to die an easy death today." You smiled turned into a chuckle before your eyes turned heavy and you fell down. The drone- in its last few minutes- went dark, but not before recording Lulu's cried, mewls, howls that slowly turned into a blood curdling roar echoing till the end.

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dorkylittleweirdo · 4 years

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the lesbian himbo solidarity post

okay so. basically this dude named max was in my anatomy class and we sat next to each other for the whole year so we had No Choice but to vibe

so he’s a Large football jock and i’m smol. we were both seniors tho and there were only three seniors in that class so we bonded over that. so he looks,, really scary tbh. like. ya know. the Exact type of person who would bully you and call you slurs. so i was like “oh god oh god oh god” every class bc i was like “this is it, this is the day i Die by his hand”

the first time we really vibed was when i came from culinary one friday bc i had culinary right before anatomy. and i had Cookies. a lot of them. and i had them in a little brown paper bag sitting right in the corner of my desk just bc like why not. cue max rolling up to class, throwing his stuff down and coming up Right Next To Me and Intensely eyeing the bag before going “hey jc, whatcha got there”. and i went “...cookies from my culinary class” and he just “👀👀” so i go “do you,, do you want one?”. g r a b s the bag while yelling “HELL YEAH” and really excitedly just eats a cookie and i just go “you can,, you can just take the bag if you want”. he obviously took the bag. we were Bros from that day on

i was Notorious for being the Class Nerd bc i loved anatomy and i had over 100% in the class. he was Not as into anatomy and just wanted to vibe and i feel that bc i had a class like that too, so i just gave him my notes and warm up answers to copy bc i’m Like That. we had like,, a system in place, so he would tell jokes or just say random shit and i’d kinda laugh and vibe while taking notes

one time i was kinda tired and staring off into space and he rolled up to class and goes “jcccc why are you saaaad :((” and i was like “i,, i’m not???” and he was like super confident that i was Going Through It and was like “you can’t lie to me, i already saw that sad face” i’m like “you mean my Normal Face???”. but so while i was taking notes that day, he leaned over and drew a lil happy face on my packet, so i looked over and smiled at him. aND NOT EVEN A MINUTE LATER, he leans back over and turns it into a dick. and i go “b r o i gotta turn this shit in i’m gonna get in trouble?????” and he Panicked on my behalf, Stood Up in his seat, Y E L L S to the teacher “SIR, I DREW A M A L E G E N I T A L I A ON JC’S NOTES, IT’S NOT HER FAULT”. teacher just Looks over at us, blinks, goes back to his lecture. my face is Red, max turns to me, w i n k s, and goes “i gochu”

so my group Abandoned Me one day for a lab bc neither of them were there and i rolled up to the teacher like “k i’ll be Stabbing A Brain alone today” and my teacher’s like “but??? you need to Poke A Brain With A Group” and i go “but i have None Friends and my group mates aren’t here”. so max heard this whole interaction go down and is like “jc i Cannot Believe, you’re gonna group with us”. drags me over to some other people who sit near us that i anxiously vibe with, who had apparently been struggling to stab the labels into the brain for like seven minutes before i rolled up. max goes “okay guys jc’s in our group”. everyone’s hype. i labeled it, filled out the sheet, let everyone copy it, and all of us vibed for like half an hour

he was struggling to label to bones in the body for our warm up. two minutes in he goes “damn i know like,, four of these. jc how many do you know”, looks over at my worksheet, his eyes pop out of his damn skull. “JC ARE YOU FUCKIN SERIOUS”. holds up my worksheet that’s completely filled out, points aggressively at it while looking at our teacher, “ARE YOU SEEIN THIS SHIT???”

straight up asked if i was a mom one time bc he said i give off “mom vibes”. his response to me not wanting kids was “really??? i want like six”. appreciated me saying “oh, well i want a career” a little too much bc he couldn’t stop laughing

a regular occurrence was me finishing a worksheet really fast and standing to turn it in, then max going “sit your ass back down, i needa see that” followed by “bro i appreciate you actually letting me copy your shit but Please write neater”. his handwriting was worse than mine and he could read my writing but he likes to Complain

another Regular Occurrence was me finishing a test in about five minutes followed by him yelling “JC ARE YOU F U C K I N G KIDDING ME”

i’d bring food from culinary a lot and he’d just go “👀” and i would just give it to him and he’d be so excited and go “jc you’re the best” while proceeding to shove a cupcake down his face or whatever else it was i brought while M O A N I N G

he asked me one time why i’m so nervous around him, and he was probably expecting me to say some shit like “oh nooo i’m not i’m just Shy tm” but i Instantly responded with “bc you look like you’re gonna call me a slur in the 7/11″ and he was so genuinely upset and he goes “noooo jc D: i’m not a baseball boy” and i Died

some dude smacked him on the back of his head and he goes “OW MY-” looks at me, “hey jc, what’s the back of the head called again?” and i go “the occipital” and he’s like “great, thanks”, turns around again to the other dude, “MY O C C I P I T A L”

“jc have you ever been depressed” “max i have depression” “sick, you should listen to this band”

he slowly tried to put something on my desk and i was still adjusting to “okay not everyone is gonna hit me” and thought he was trying to do like a fistbump or something. and he goes “oh no i wasn’t-” and i’m like “oKaY yEaH iT’S fiNe”, he puts whatever lil eraser on my desk then goes “NO NO, GIVE ME SOME JC” and fistbumped me but it still Haunts Me bc he Was Not Trying To Do That

“i’m gonna go as a cop for halloween” “...okay max” “all i have to do is wear a wifebeater shirt” “i-” “because. because ya know. cops beat their wives”

asked what kind of music i listen to once, and i went “uh,, it depends” he goes “what are you listening to now??” aND I HAD TO GO “um,, bruises and bitemarks” and he screeched bc whatever he was expecting from the shy quiet girl who sits next to him, it was Not That

so i wasn’t sure how to like,, come out but i have a bunch of gay pins on my backpack so i didn’t know if he knew or not. but then one time he just starts asking the people around him if they would kiss/date someone of the same gender. so i go “i mean,, yeah” and he goes “wait really” and i was Scared tm bc oh god here it comes. i go “yeah” he goes “full gay or like bi” and i was like “full,, full gay. i’m a lesbian” and he’s like “BROOOO THAT’S SICK :D” and he was so genuinely excited that i like girls

ever since he found out that i’m a lesbian, he would move his desk reeeeaaally close to mine to show me pictures of girls and be like “hey hey what do you think of her”, trying to invite me to parties so he could set me up with someone, attempting to be my wingman

he constantly shoved one of his earbuds into my ear so i could bop to his music with him. set his phone on my desk a few times so i could choose something and i go “oh no, i have garbage taste in music” and he goes “well i don’t, that’s why you’re choosing from my playlist” and i just Sat there like “wow okay but also that’s valid”. he shockingly had a few songs on there that i listen to, so we vibed to those. he listened to my playlists a couple times and he’d be like “most of these are either depressing, horny, or gay, and that sums you up pretty well” and i was Offended but he’s right

“hey jc, what’s the bone that sounds like my name” “...maxilla???” “fuck yeah, there’s a bone named after me”

asked me if i ever had a girlfriend before and i was like “n o :((((” and he’s like “on god bro, you gonna get you some pussy”

every time he’d see me out of class, he point at me and wave really aggressively and be like “HI JC :D” and i’d kinda wave back really shyly while watching him tell whoever he was with that we were bros. after a couple times, i asked him next class why he waved at me and he’s like “why wouldn’t i??” and i go “um. bc you’re pretty popular and well liked and nobody knows i exist and i’m pretty uncool????” and he deadass is like “J C NOO YOU’RE REALLY COOL WYM PEOPLE LIKE YOU” and that’s how i found out that people actually knew me bc a bunch of the football guys i talked to in anatomy would point me out when they saw me bc they liked vibing with me so that was A Time. made sense why random people would like,, nod at me while walking by

i brought cookies for my teachers and friends on valentine’s day and i gave max a couple and i was like “hey i’m giving these to all my friends so like here” and he just “jc you consider us friends???” and i thought he was gonna laugh at me and i just went “ah,,, yeah” and he was So Excited

#theres probably more tbh #i just dont remember rn #anatomy class #high school #school #school stories #we stan a himbo #lgbt #lesbian himbo solidarity #lesbian #himbo

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muwur · 4 years

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could i request an -oikawa-kuroo-suga- headcanons for a partner with autism/adhd? (autism and adhd in girls can be like, real hard to write if you dont have it or know someone who does so its 100% okay to say no wididnejfufhejrr) especially with like, being embarrassed about stimming in front of them or dealing with rejection sensitive dysphoria as a symptom 😗👉👈 thank yooooooooooou i owe u my liyef

haikyuu + s/o with autism/adhd headcanons

✧ hc’s ✧ for oikawa, kuroo, suga & tendou

❧ gn reader

✎ 1.3k words

a/n: i got u b! this is wut im here for, to help u feel a lil represented 😌 also ik u a special fren of mine so hehe here u go (happy birthday soon btw c; ily i hope you enjoy pls feel free to lmk if there’s smth youd like me to change ♡)! aLsO pLEASePLEAseplEASe anyone let me know if there is something I wrote in this that doesn’t sit well with you. as someone who does not have autism/adhd or has had much experience around people who do, i cannot portray it accurately. i do not intend to misrepresent anyone’s experiences. i love and care for you all; the last thing i want to do is hurt or offend anyone. thankfully anon + the internet were great sources for me to try to understand things better. tho that is not to say i can fully comprehend these conditions (cuz i never can unless i experience it myself)

n e ways, u r all loveli n i hope ur having an amazing day <3

just wanna preface that these bois would love anyone for who they are, and would do their best to support you in whatever ways possible <3

oikawa

✧ oikawa had been replying consistently to your messages before suddenly disappearing with no explanation,,,

✧ at first it seemed like nothing, but after several hours and follow up texts from yourself, you couldn’t help but think that maybe he just didn’t want to reply to you

✧ maybe he didn’t even like you anymore

✧ fear that every moment you shared together meant nothing settled in the pit of your stomach

✧ a while later you received a phone call from a very apologetic oikawa, who was explaining that he dropped his phone in the bowl of ramen he was eating and had to go to the store and wait for hours before finally getting a new one and--

✧ “a-are you crying? hey, what’s wrong? i’m sorry i was gone for so long. i’m here now.”

✧ will definitely come over immediately to give you reassuring cuddles

✧ “you mean the world to me. i never want to hurt you, and i never want to leave you, either.”

✧ makes sure to communicate very clearly with you to reassure you what he really means

✧ always reminding you how much he cares about you to reinforce in your head that he’s always going to be there for you

✧ does self-care days with you to destress because life is tough (*cue selfies with face masks and laying in bed for hours with each other’s comforting presence*)

✧ very quick to defend and protect you from people who hurt you. will ask, “excuse me, can i help you?” with a piercing glare that’ll get anyone to back down

✧ gives you constant reassurance about your stimming

✧ helps you interpret social cues and situations, gives you tips on how to handle your interactions with others and in under circumstances (as well as how to remain calm in your own mind)

✧ practices positive self-talk with you because he wants to help you see how great you are

✧ anyone who doesn’t see it is at a loss and is irrelevant, they don’t exist in oikawa’s book 💅

kuroo

✧ always educating himself so he knows how to be helpful

✧ unintentionally embarrassed you once by asking what you were doing when he caught you stimming once (which was when he found out about it)

✧ he was genuinely curious and meant no harm, and he apologized for bringing it up how he did

✧ however, he was glad he asked you so that he could be informed and reassure you that stimming is okay. he understands the importance of it and he’d prefer you have something to help you self-soothe. no judgment here, this is a safe space

✧ takes mental notes on all your favorite stims (verbal, visual, tactile, oral, proprioception, etc)

✧ even discovers new stims for you to try and buys you things to help with them (“here, this is a fidget spinner, y/n” or “you know they make CHEWABLE JEWLERY? they call it CHEWELRY. that’s genius. *typing on phone* what colors do you like, babe?” )

✧ encourages you to talk about your feelings and find additional coping strategies (“let’s try this neat breathing technique i learned about today!”)

✧ saves you from overwhelming situations (ie. pulling you out of a crowd, shutting down really noisy things, giving you space to clear your head and breathe)

✧ ruffles your hair as a sign of affection and calls you cute nicknames

✧ helps you study, make plans, and stay organized. tries to keep things interesting and interactive so you don’t lose interest/find it boring

✧ when you’re having an especially hard time focusing, he’ll pull you aside for a relaxing break like talking a small walk, watching an episode of y’alls favorite show, sharing a snack, playing a game, looking at memes or tik tok, chatting, etc

✧ makes sure to validate your feelings first and acknowledge your concerns before giving you his thoughts

✧ helps you view situations from a different perspective so you don’t assume rejection from others. when there is some form of rejection, he’s there to help you cope with the emotions

✧ gives you a lot of hugs when you’re feeling dejected and lonely, reminding you he’ll never leave your side

sugawara

✧ he’s quite perceptive, so when he noticed your unease, he asked you about it

✧ embarrassed but not wanting to lie, especially to suga, you admitted to being afraid of stimming around him and that you had been trying to hold back from it (even if it was hard)

✧ his eyes immediately soften as he tells you that there’s no reason to be embarrassed about it

✧ he just wants you to be yourself and feel comfortable

✧ learns about all of your stims. totally supports and normalizes them (however, if they’re ever self-injurous, he’ll do research and consult expert help to redirect the behavior)

✧ will absolutely take good care of you, he’s not sugamama for no reason

✧ a great listener! always hearing you out when you talk about your passions and interests

✧ wants you to express yourself however you can because he understands communication may not always be easy (reminder that communication and expression aren’t always verbal!)

✧ praises you and hypes you up all the time, going on about how there’s so much about you he loves

✧ has the most soothing voice ever. will whisper you sweet, reassuring words to calm and ease your mind

✧ will even just hum for you. lit rally anything. the suga juke box varies from lullabies to funky fresh songs

✧ very patient and will support you when you feel upset, frustrated, and/or have outbursts

✧ encourages you to talk about your feelings, but never pressures you. shares his own thoughts and feelings to help you open up, asks you thoughtful questions

✧ may be ultimate soft boi but gives anyone the look™ if they even just stare, and goes feral if someone’s ever rude to you in any way, calls them tf out and is #satisfied when he gets them to apologize

✧ also helps you study and be organized! good at creating schedules and encouraging you to stick with them

✧ constantly making sure you eat sufficient meals 😋 and get enough rest 😴 will nag you until you do

tendou

✧ MORE THAN HAPPY TO PROVIDE ALL THE STIMULATION YOU NEED, says it’s an opportunity to give each other mutual attention and bond

✧ but will also provide you an outlet for just relaxing and unwinding

✧ will talk to you for hours and hours about your favorite shows/movies/books

✧ BINGES THEM WITH YOU

✧ always treating you to your favorite snacks/flavors and discovering new things for you to try that will match your taste/texture preferences (only the best for u 😌)

✧ curious about how stims make you feel and asks you to describe those sensations to him

✧ thinks it’s super cool when you can finish his sentences for him,,, cuz it’s like y’all on the same wavelength (you gellll)

✧ if anyone made you feel bad,,, o boy

✧ tendou would intimidate them to the point he would probably appear in their nightmares ffegjegk this is why you don’t fuck with this man or those who cares about

✧ king of spontaneity and asks if you’re down to do the most random things

✧ “let’s buy a trampoline”

✧ *2 am* “you down for some fries and dip? and by dip i mean m i l k s h a k e s”

✧ of course he’ll never suggest things he knows you would be uncomfortable with. never puts you in a stressful situation and always makes sure you’re enjoying yourself

✧ invites you everywhere and makes sure you feel included. always by your side!

✧ squeezes your hand whenever he can tell you’re feeling anxious

✧ if you feel anxious about trying new things, he’s there to encourage you! recounts all the positive aspects

✧ but if you’re really excited to try something, you bet he’ll match your excitement

✧ a very good listener. empathizes a lot with being misunderstood or seen as “different,” and is therefore a major source of comfort

✧ constantly showing you how to be yourself and that you shouldn’t feel ashamed about it, cuz that’s who he fell in love with

#haikyuu x reader #oikawa x reader #kuroo x reader #sugawara x reader #tendou x reader #oikawa tooru x reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #sugawara koushi x reader #tendou satori x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu headcanons #requests

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hangingslothcentral · 4 years

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sirius black was done dirty and i’m mad about it

So you might have seen my big post about how dumbledore is a scumbag for his treatment of Harry, but like, Sirius was done so dirty by this motherfucker I cannot even. It makes me genuinely furious.

Think about it for a minute; Sirius is this wildcard kid. He’s raised in an abusive household, which he eventually flees, and ends up living with the Potters. His parents, in addition to being abusive, are also wizardnazi sympathisers, and Sirius’ younger brother, Reggie, grows up to actually BE a wizardnazi (he ends up being a crucial thorn in Voldy’s side and turns coats later, but he has to have actually joined in earnest).

Sirius is not a quiet, broken little thing in a straightforward sense. He’s a particular flavour of damaged which results in him being loud and brash. He simultaneously loves and loathes himself; he prances around like a show pony and kisses anything that breathes but ultimately beleives himself to be unlovable. He acts fast and rash because he doesn’t have a strong handle on his emotions. He doesn’t understand what healthy love and affection looks like, and often he’s mean to people because keeping them at arms length is less scary than letting them in. When he does allow people to get close, he is fierce, frightening and irrationally protective of them. Stand between Sirius and his friends and he will rip you limb from limb. Because he doesn’t really value himself or his own life, he’s way more likely to throw himself into dangerous situations, either because it allows him to feel fear in a way he can control, or because he genuinely doesn’t care if he lives or dies but DOES care if his people get hurt. Probably most of the time it’s a combination of the two. This is why his dog animagus form is so appropriate for him, imo; he’s not loyal and obedient like a labrador, he’s protective, he’s pack-driven, and he will protect his pack At All Costs.

Dumbledore has watched this kid roll in from the Black family and get sorted into Gryffindor. Dumbledore is a smart guy; he knows this will complicate Sirius’ relationships with his family. No biggy, really. Dumbledore has other shit going on; Voldybaldy is gaining power with frightening speed and ability. Every day the war gets closer and closer to Dumbledore and the school he has chosen as his stomping ground. Sirius getting ostracised is probably a good thing from a distance; the likelihood of him becoming a Death Eater is slimmer.

As he progresses through school Sirius is getting to be more and more of a nuissance. He, James, and Peter are in and out of detention all the time. He notices Sirius is becoming preoccupied with Remus Lupin; this could be a good thing in two respects. Remus is even less likely to end up outside of society if he has social ties, and you hoped him to make friends at school for this reason when you fought for his place. Sirius and James might even shake Remus out of his shell a little bit, maybe direct him towards being able to control himself when in wolf form, the way Fenrir Greyback can. Only this wolf would be on your side (maybe I should also write a ‘How Dumbledoodoo fucked over my boy Remus’ too). Dumbledore likely also hopes, as Remus assumes, that Remus will be a guiding light to his new friends and perhaps curb some of their less desirable habits. But the shenanigans continue, only more on the DL, more efficiently. Remus and Sirius become closer than Dumbledore had anticipated because he has a ton of internalised homophobia and assumes straight until proven queer and it won’t have occured to him that people he did not previously think of as particularly important have so complex a set of inner lives as to be creatures that fall for each other.

The extent to which Sirius will do anything, a n y t h i n g, to strike back at those who have hurt the people he loves becomes clear in his fifth year when he sends Snape into the tunnel under the whomping willow after Remus. Can you imagine how furious Remus would be with him for using him that way? Can you imagine how hurt he would be that Sirius did not even consider how he would feel if he killed someone? None of this would have occured to Sirius. He wanted to see Snape torn to shreds. Wanted him hurt, dead. Wanted him to suffer. How dare Snape insult his Moony? Did Snape think it was cool and fun for this to happen to him every month? Did he think it was a fun little puzzle to solve? Remus is not a puzzle and he is suffering, but he’s not meek and vulnerable, and he can stand up for himself. The obvious answer to this problem, to Sirius, is let Snape solve the riddle and then let Remus rip his head off. Easy, straightforward.

Thank god James went to Dumbledore and explained what was going on because had Remus actually killed or even hurt Snape in his wolf form, he may never have forgiven Sirus for facilitating it. As soon as this is pointed out to Sirius, it is plain to everyone there that he intensely wishes he could take his actions back but there is nothing he could do. And that moment where the egg cracks, where he realises he almost fucked up in a way that would mean one of the people he cares about most in the universe would never speak to him again, that would have happened when Dumbledore called him, James, Snape and Peter to his office after Snape’s life had been saved. Dumbledore would have watched these emotions blossom on Sirius’ face (maybe even sneaking a peak at his thoughts whilst he was at it). He would have known the intensity of Sirius’ feelings, his regret, and the reasoning as to why this unfolded. Dumbledore is not a stupid man. This is why he allows them all to return to school life as normal immediately afterwards with no more serious repurcussions than a slap on the wrist.

So at this point Dumbledore knows - does not suspect, k n o w s - that Sirius is reckless, loyal to a fault, and would go to any lengths imaginable to defend his friends, and their honour he probably also knows now Sirius is madly in love with Remus but that’s neither here not there even if it is important to note.

Time goes on, they finish school and become members of the Order. It’s not confirmed in the books but it’s fairly safe to assume from context that to be a member of the Order you have to have Dumbledore’s trust, in some capacity. In practice, that means Dumbledore reckons he’s got something on you and when it comes down to it, he’s the one holding the cards so you’d have to side with him for your own benefit. He’s earned James, Peter has never been a particular problem, Sirius owes Dumbledore his honour, and Remus would have had literally no opportunities in life were it not for Dumbledore. Thus, a loyal set of additions to his little wizardnazi fighting team.

The prophecy happens, James and Lily’s son is implicated, you know this part of the story. And they are killed by Voldy and Harry is packed off to the Dursleys to become an obscurial and the rest is history. But Sirius. S I R I U S. Sirius ends up in Azkaban for murdering Peter and a bunch of muggles. Yeah, surface level, to an outside observer, maybe this would make sense. Sirius was always a troublemaker, he came from a pureblood, traditionally Slytherin family with ties to voldemort. It would make sense it was him that betrayed Lily and James and also that he would kill Peter for challenging him. IF you only had a very scant awareness of Sirius Black, which we have already established, Dumbledore does not. He knows quite a lot about Sirius, actually. Has a firm grip on what he’s like.

See, Dumbledore never offers to be James and Lily’s secret keeper. It wouldn’t matter that he was an obvious choice, even if that was the reason he gave them. Voldemort is scared of Dumbledore. He would not have dared attack him, and besides, that is just not how the Fidelius Charm operates. Let it be one of the friends, and Dumbledore assumes James and Lily would choose Sirius because it’s Sirius, and he probably would have nudged them in that direction. Why? Because Sirius is rash and loyal to a T. If anyone is going to get killed, weaken the Fidelius charm by having a bunch of people as secret keepers instead of just one because he dies, it’s Sirius. Oh he’d go down in a blaze of righteous glory. But Sirius, by now, has learnt this about himself. He knows. So he tells James and Lily to choose Peter instead.

Dumbledore may not have explicitly known this, but he would have known that Sirius would have died before he betrayed his friends. He was probably actually counting on it. Knowing he was at the wreckage at the Potter’s home in Godric’s Hollow would have, should have been enough for Dumbledore to add up these pieces of information and infer that it was not Sirius who was secret keeper. The Fidelius Charm did not break; Peter gave the secret up. And when Sirius went to confront Peter, if Dumbledore had not yet worked this out, he should have guessed at this point what had happened, because of how Sirius was, what he’d have felt about Peter betraying Lily and James.

Anyway, none of the guessing really matters because had Dumbledore even visited Sirius just once, before his trial or after, he’d have heard the full story and put the pieces together. But he didn’t. He didn’t bother because Sirius wasn’t directly important to his plans. Because Sirius was supposed to die and weaken the charm anyway so Dumbledore could have his baby martyr. It didn’t go exactly as Dumbledore had thought, but it worked out mostly to his devices, so why bother asking Sirius for the details? Who cares if he is wrongfully imprisoned? He was always a pain in the neck anyway.

I could go on but this is actually really long now hahahahahaaaaaaaa. yes so consider this pt. 2 of why dumbledore is the worst.

#hp theory #sirius black #harry potter #dumbledore #sirius #dumbledore is the worst #harry potter theory #harry potter imagine #wolfstar #my poor baby boy

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kaminarisimp9000 · 4 years

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movie night

A/N: bruh the movie night trope is my f a v o r i t e and it’s 100% because ahem netflix and chill has caught me off guard one too many times. n e ways i barely know how to use this website nd this is the first post on the Blog and i totally did not write this because this concept is living rent free in my mind so i hope you enjoy??

pairing: bakugou x female!reader

word count: 2.2k

warnings: strong language

summary: You get really cold during the Weekly Class 1-A Movie Night™ due to your quirk and it’s up to Bakugou to warm you up

You rushed down to the common room, arms full of snacks, taking care so as not to spill anything. A smile bloomed across your face as you took in the scene before you. The common room was a mess of blankets, sleeping bags, couches and the like, as the students of Class 1-A worked together to set up today’s movie night. These movie nights had been born out of a collective need to relieve stress, and by now, had sort of become a weekly thing that you looked forward to. Your smile only grew wider as you realized that today, even Big Bad Bakugou had shut his mouth for once, opting to actually cooperate with his fellow students.

Bakugou.

You couldn’t ignore the subtle heat that rose to your cheeks as your thoughts lingered on your best friend for just a beat longer than necessary, when you were abruptly shaken out of your second of stupor.

“Sweet! Y/N’s got the snacks!” Kaminari yelled, as he plopped down on one of the couches, ready to begin this week’s installment of Class 1-A’s Movie Nights™.

“Hell yeah I do. You’d better help me set this up, though, unless you’re not getting any!” You retorted.

Kaminari waved you off with an alright, alright and headed towards the kitchen to find some bowls, while Tsuyu and Midoriya helped you set everything down. A few moments later, you were all but surrounded by an array of colorful bowls filled with all sorts of movie-appropriate treats.

Satisfied with your hard work, you scanned the common room for any available seats, letting out a chuckle as you realized that the only empty one was that which was next to your probably half-pomeranian half-human friend.

(There was actually another space empty, but it was next to Mineta, so we’re not going to talk about that for obvious reasons.)

“Scoot over, Katsuki, I’m gonna sit here”

“Fuck off, Y/N,” Bakugou replied, moving to the side nevertheless.

“You wish,” you mused, gently sitting down next to him, “So, what’re we watching today?”

“As if I care.”

“Ugh, would you stop being so emo for once and answer the question?”

“Fuck, I dunno, it’s some shit about a cooking rat, or something.”

“Was it that hard to say Ratatouille? I swear to god, Katsuki, you’re so fucking difficult sometimes.”

“I’d wager the poor boy just doesn’t know how to pronounce Ratatouille, Y/N ☆,” Aoyama interrupted from across the room.

You let out a laugh, “You’re probably right, Aoyama. The boy’s ~uncultured~.”

Your relationship with Bakugou was comfortable to say the least. Sure, you did have a tiny crush on him, but above that, he was one of your best friends at UA. It’s anyone’s best guess as to how that even happened in the first place, with the boy’s hostility shining through in his ever-present frown, but here you are. Perhaps it’s because you were one of the only ones in the class who could actually put up with his less-than-desirable behavior, or because of the numerous times you practically begged him to spar with you (to which he gave in after a full month of persistence). You didn’t really have much of a crush on him in the beginning, but as time passed, and as the two of you grew closer, you felt your heart beat that much louder for him with every frown he sent your way.

Sometimes, when you looked at him, you even felt breathless.

But now was not one of those times. Hell, you were too distracted by the movie to give too much thought to the fact that you wanted Katsuki Bakugou to pin you against the wall of your dorm and kiss the living daylights out of you. Yes, you liked Bakugou, but you loved Ratatouille.

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Your Ratatouille-induced bliss was fairly short-lived, though, for midway through the movie, you began to feel a bit chilly. Moving your arms to hug your sides, you tried to ignore it, but you knew where this was headed. Your quirk, Body Heat, converts your temperature into pure energy, which does make you quite powerful in the training arena, but also requires a great deal of cooldown time for your body to reset to its natural state. This usually happens quite painlessly, but sometimes, especially when you’ve overused your quirk, your temperature severely drops, as your body attempts to regenerate what it has lost.

In other words, if you didn’t find a source of heat soon, you would be shivering as if there were no tomorrow.

As your body began to shake, you searched the room for Todoroki, who usually helped you when you were like this, using his left side to warm you up until you were a functioning human again. You found him rather quickly, only to see that his eyes were closed, chest gently rising and falling through a peaceful slumber.

Of course he’s fucking asleep, you thought to yourself, shivers intensifying, I’m so stupid! It would have taken me literally two seconds to grab a few blankets and now I can barely fucking move I’m shivering so bad.

Reluctantly, you resigned yourself to this fate, deciding that you would just let your body do what it needed to do to regain your natural energy, and bear through the cold, when you felt a sudden shift to your side.

Through your peripheral vision, you saw that Bakugou had gotten up and had started walking away.

Probably cause I’m shaking so violently, you thought, rolling your eyes as much as you could, Can’t blame him, though, even I’d be annoyed.

He returned quickly, though, throwing a plush blanket over your curled-up form.

“Stop fucking shivering,” he whispered angrily.

“S-hut t-t-the fuck up you b-bitch, y-you know it's b-because of my quirk” You replied, with great difficulty.

“Where’s that half-n-half bastard? Isn’t he the one who gets rid of this shit for you.”

“He's s-sleeping r-right n-ow—stop! d-don't wake him up h-he's probably t-t-t-ired.”

“Jesus Christ you can’t even fucking talk, can you,” Bakugou deadpanned.

You shook your head as vigorously as you could, the blanket doing little in the way of warming you up.

“It’s-it’s fine, ‘T-Tsuki, this’ll b-be o-o-over soon.”

“Yeah, but it’s damn annoying.”

“Then d-do something ab-b-bout it! I d-d-don’t know wh-what to t-t-tell you, I literally c-can’t m-move!” you snapped.

Letting out an exasperated sigh, Bakugou maneuvered himself until he was under the blanket that currently surrounded your shivering body, pulling you into his lap so that you were facing him, your cheeks growing hot in response to your compromising position.

“K-Katsuki—”

“Shut your mouth.”

You obliged, as he brought his hands up to your face, palms glowing orange as he carefully activated his quirk just enough to warm them up, but not enough to create an explosion. He figured that your inability to talk was currently the most annoying thing about you, so he decided to stop the incessant chattering of your teeth first.

Meanwhile, you were, for lack of better wording, dying on the inside. You knew Bakugou was hot, but shit, you’ve never seen him like this before! Were his eyes always that fucking beautiful when he concentrated? Was his skin always this smooth? Did his nose always look that kissable?

As you began to regain feeling in your face, you really hoped that Bakugo couldn’t sense your heartbeat running at a million miles per hour, as his hands left your cheeks to run down your arms.

“Thank you for this, Katsuki, you really didn’t have to,” you sigh, basking in your newfound warmth, letting your head fall onto his shoulder.

“Tch,” Bakugo grunted, as his hands softly grasped yours, lingering until their natural warmth returned.

You stretched your arms out, enveloping your friend in a tight hug, suddenly feeling a wave of tiredness wash over your body.

“Yeah~~ I can finally use my hands again~~ What would I do without you, Kacchan?” you giggled, as his cheeks grew red in response to the cutesy nickname.

His hands moved down to grip your thighs as he warmed your legs up, while you settled your head into the crook of his neck, cuddling into his warmth as you finally let sleep consume you.

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On the other side of the room, Kaminari’s eyes were glued to the television screen, thinking about how Remy was able to control Linguini’s cooking so accurately with a few simple tugs to the hair.

I mean, maybe that’s just his quirk, but like—does this mean that he has a hair pulling kink? Imagine your girlfriend having to marionette you in the bedroom. Would that be embarrassing? Would any of the girls be down to try it? he wondered.

He reached into his lap to retrieve a piece of popcorn, sulking when his hand hit the bottom of the empty bowl. Sighing, he tore his eyes away from the screen, reaching for a refill, only to freeze at the sight in front of him.

“Yooooo, what goes on” Kaminari whisper-screamed, elbowing Mina in the side, gesturing towards you and Bakugou.

“No. Fucking. Way.” Mina replied, mouth agape, “Are you kidding?! They’re so cute!!”

“Damn. Would have never thought. Like?! I knew they were friends but I didn’t think Kacchan could pull a girlfriend!”

“Are they actually dating though?! I’ve never heard Y/N talk about him like that even once! When did this happen?”

“I don’t fucking know and I don’t fucking care. I swear to god I’m never gonna let him hear the end of it.”

“Can y’all pipe down? I’m trying to watch the movie here,” Jirou whispered, annoyance written all over her face.

“No I cannot pipe down Jirou, just look over there and tell me you aren’t shook,” Kaminari fired back.

“Holy fuck.”

“Right!!!”

Eventually, Kaminari’s whispering spread around to the entire class, as they, one by one, turned to take in the events that had unfolded right underneath their noses. Even Todoroki had awoken from his sleep to gawk at the both of you.

“Awww, they’re so adorable,” Uraraka squealed.

“They really are quite cute,” Momo remarked.

“Honestly, I wouldn’t have seen this coming. I had no idea the two of them had feelings for each other,” Midoriya wondered.

With every passing line from his classmates, Bakugo could feel himself getting angrier and angrier.

What the fuck do these damn extras think they’re doing? Shut the fuck up and watch the movie!! Bakugou thought, blood boiling.

“Y’know, Bakugou, I didn’t think you of all people would know how to treat a woman right,” Tsuyu chimed in.

That’s it, Bakugou got up violently, This fucking ends here.

Being careful not to drop you, Bakugou shifted you onto one arm, as he picked up the blanket that was once covering you both with the other. He headed out into the hallway, pressing the button to call the elevator, and brought you up to the fourth floor.

He pulled out his keycard as he reached the end of the hallway, stopping in front of the door to his room for a moment as he unlocked it. Pushing the door open, Bakugou made his way over to his bed, and set you down gently.

Or, at least he tried to.

As he lowered your unconscious body to his soft, black sheets, you let out a quiet groan, wrapping your arms tighter around his neck, making it clear that whatever happened, you weren’t going to let go.

Fucking great.

He shook you, trying to wake you up, but to no avail. The most he could get out of you was a soft Kacchan, let me sleep, as you snuggled impossibly closer into him. Sighing, Bakugou defeatedly peeled back his comforter, sliding both of your intertwined bodies under his sheets, tucking both of you in to the best of his abilities.

As his head hit his pillow, he couldn’t help but stare at your soft features as they were illuminated by the moonlight streaming in through his window. He couldn’t help but admire the way your long eyelashes fluttered over your cheeks with every breath, the way your H/C hair seemed to perfectly frame your face, the way your lips…

The way your lips looked so damn kissable.

Bakugou didn’t want to admit it to himself, but, as he lay there, eyes drinking in your every feature, he could feel himself falling harder and harder for you. He wrapped his arms around you, holding you close, synchronizing his breaths with yours, until he too fell into a deep slumber.

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You awoke gently, groaning in response to the sunlight hitting your face. Rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, you attempted to sit up.

Huh? you thought, I can’t get up.

You opened your eyes, and immediately realized that something was wrong. The walls, the ceiling, the window, they looked unfamiliar to you. This was not your room. Looking around, you noticed some neatly organized school books on the desk, black t-shirts on the back of the chair, All Might figurines, and—wait, was that shoujo manga on the nightstand? You suddenly notice an arm wrapped around your torso, possibly the reason why your efforts to sit up failed earlier.

And then you realized that that arm was connected to a very certain spiky-haired blond. Who happened to be your best friend and your crush. And who was currently holding you in a death grip. With his face very close to yours.

You felt your cheeks burning up.

holyfuckholyfuckholyfuck

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tigriswolf · 5 years

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poetry

so, i decided to go through my poetry on A03 and pull out my favorite lines. *shrugs* i’ve alphabetized, including articles, just because.

a minstrel new to the land / Stepped to the center of the fair, / Bowing to the priestesses and the nobles, / Proclaiming, “A marvel I bring!” / He held aloft a gleaming harp / Pale as bone with golden strings and explained, / “A harp that itself sings!”

A mile turns to two turns to three: / your shoulders loosen, / you can breathe.

And all fell / Silent / from the / ground / to the / sky. // Time / stilled.

And this is my swan song / My final dive across the sky / There’ll be no more curtains /The show is closin’ down / This is me goin’ goin’ gone /If you hear me at all, /Hear me sayin’ goodbye

Anger / that scorches / Like a wind from the north

Bones dot the riverbed, / With sharp bitemark scars.

Croons the selkie: / For years I have waited / And now I cannot wait a moment more / I’ll kiss you this final time / First with my lips and then with this blade / This knife I’ve used to slice your fruit / Never have I felt stronger, husband, / Than when this blade kisses your throat / Choke on your own blood, husband, / Reach for me with those hands I hate / I am calm, husband, calm as the shallows / As breathing your last you collapse

Don’t claim to be afraid / When all you want / Is to keep everything / The way it’s been / Since before this country / Had a name that’s always been a lie. // You’re not afraid.

Don’t forget what can’t be forgotten / And do better than everyone / Who let all this happen, / Who stacked the tinder and lit the spark.

Don’t leave your skin on land, / we caution our daughters. / Don’t trust in landfolk, / we warn our sons. / No one will fight for you, / we tell our children. / You must fight for yourself.

Don’t tell me / someone somewhere / is a monster / and I should be grateful / because it’s not you.

Every day without zombies is a good day. / (Right?) // Are we happy now? / Keep that smile on your face.

every time I enter a building I analyze its / zombie apocalypse capabilities. /I am perpetually disappointed.

Fare thee well, my love. / There is nowhere left to fall.

flowers bloom to gentle rain / light glows from the deep / as your story is told / and told /and told again / the world warms in bitter heat

For I am he, that Judas, / the one who kissed the king; / for I am he, Iscariot, / who only played the part set before me.

Grief devours, digests, spits out / someone you don’t know but / who seems familiar, similar, / an echo, a distorted reflection, /a was become an is.

Happiness is what you make, /What you build after you break.

Have I ever been my own? / Caught in your lies, / tangled in your smile and your touch, /your toy when you think of me. // Your toy, / you toy—

I am patient. I am quiet. / I am calm but there is a storm below the surface. / I wanted to endure. To move on. To forget you. /You should have let me.

I bite my tongue / Because there’s a time and a place / And causing hurt is not my aim

I could reach out to touch a horse’s flank— / The dapple gray, I think, / because he seems calm and the closest to me. // But my fingers touch only paint.

I close my eyes / and I shut that door /I look like you / but I am not yours.

I have found the final thing you will take from me.

I hesitate at the thought of dialing 911 / And I’m a white woman. / I know there must be good cops out there. / Why aren’t they doing their jobs?

I may be someone’s mother, / someone’s sister, daughter, aunt, niece. / Someone somewhere loves me / and maybe they’re like you— / But I’m myself and my own. / I breathe and I cry and I write and I sing; / I live and I love and I hate. / I’m my own before I’m anyone’s / and that’s enough.

I painted you out of the walls. / You’re not welcome so don’t come ‘round. / We’ll talk here or not at all.

I remember never seeing who I thought I was / in the lessons, whatever the lesson was. / I remember how my mind wandered / because it couldn’t be contained / by those hypocritical walls, / by my peers who were never on the same page, / not even in the same book.

I stand in the storm / so the world can grieve for me.

I step away from the wall, / open my eyes, turn to continue on, / an entire museum to explore— / But I look back. / Years and a continent away, / I’m still looking back.

I want to tell that girl I was / It’s alright, it’ll be alright, / you’re not wrong. / You’re not incomplete. / You’re not broken / and it’s not your fault / you don’t understand. / It’s not a problem to be fixed. / I want to tell that girl I was / Even when you’re almost thirty, / you’re still looking for who you are / but you’ll get there, baby girl, / you’ll get there. / I want to tell her, / You’re not broken for what you can’t do / And / You’re not broken for what you don’t feel / And / You’re not broken for what you don’t understand. / Baby girl, you’re not broken in the least.

I wanted more, to eat it all. / And sometimes, I wish I had.

"I went walking in the fruit garden," she told her husband, / "I saw this and it reminded me of you." / She held up the apple, shiny as freshly-spilled blood. / "Eat it with me," she murmured, biting in and pulling it away. / "Let it symbolize our love, shared and shared alike."

I wish you luck but that’s the last thought I’ll grant you.

(i’d trade it all away / never sing again / if i could be in Mama’s arms / i’d trade it all away) // There is no young / No running, no sun /There is only us

If I could go back there are things I would change / But meeting you, loving you I would keep the same / We were so young and so in love / So much of who I am I owe to us

If I were a poem, I’d be the kind to break your heart.

I’ll find my truth for myself / And I’ll be content / Because stories are what I know / And telling stories is what I do / And questioning in order to create / Is what I was born for

I’m never going home to you / because wherever you are could never be my home.

I’m not crying / I’m dying /Dying to say goodbye

I’m not sure what I’ll miss more: / Who you actually were, / Who I thought you were, / Who I was with you, / Or who I thought I was when I loved you.

In the / deep /dark / where no light has ever shone // there s h e rests // on a throne of tattered bone / remnants of a beast long gone

In the dirt, I gave it all away

Is happy something you work for / Or is it something that you are?

It’s gonna be a good day, writing just for me, / writing just for me, and laughing, and smiling, / smiling so wide, / laughing so true // I burnt that poem I wrote you

it’s not like i know anything else / it’s not like you’re owed anything less

I’ve been questioning since I learned to speak

Kingdoms need kings. / You never hear anything about queendoms.

Let me start with this: // Your knowledge is not knowledge. / Your people are not people. / Why tell your story when I could tell mine?

Mama, mama, can’t you hear? / Your demons are calling my name.

My anger builds slowly / Beneath a placid surface of smiles and grace / And I will not be quiet / Because this is too much after too long

My family thanked you, / when I was still strapped / to the hospital bed. / I never did. // You remember, don’t you? / I’ll never forget.

My mother never told me to trust cops. / My father did, but he’s a white man.

Never will I return, Stepmother / To my father’s house on the edge of town / Do you mourn my silly sister? / Do you finally regret all you’ve done / Now that I stand here, now that I’ve won? / I kiss my husband, the future king / And a golden tiara on my head gleams / I kiss my husband and soon, Stepmother/ Soon, Godmother, I shall be queen

Once upon a time, there was a princess, / Prettiest girl in all the land. /Once upon a time, there was a monster / Who once upon a time had been a man.

poison comes softly, / across the waves, / and whispers summon you. // whispers summoned you, / and now they summon me. / and the poison comes so softly.

Remember— / Winter is cold, with / Lungs that freeze, / Fingers that tremble, / Bodies that tumble down into / Ravines with bones never found. // There are slavering wolves in the night, / Howling, growling, slavering wolves, / Hunting in the trees outside of town, / Prowling in the streets outside the house. // Listen to the tale told through the ages: //No fae-given gift is ever not a curse.

Remember, too, this: / there is a magic in grief / and a magic in violence / and always a magic in blood— // but the greatest magic is this: // the g i v i n g of life // and the // t a k i n g of it

Shattered / tattered / scattered / spread across the bed / discarded on the floor / you take and take and take / i know it wasn't always this way

She talks about the stories grandparents tell / She is a grandma herself / And all of the others nod and smile /Because they know exactly what she’s talking about

Strike as you like, master clock, tick tock tick tock / But the magic shall not fade! / Here I dance with the prince / In garments so fine I’ve never seen their like / My silly sister sought to order me / And so it’s her I’ve chosen / She will waste away while the magic works / Exactly as I say!

“Succulent cheeks,” the witch moaned, / adding oregano to the sauce; / a little more salt, a dash of paprika, / a thighbone for the flavor, / a splash of virgin’s blood to round it out— / “Delicious!” the witch declared, turning / to hold the spoon to the girl’s mouth, whose eyes / still teared, blood still smeared on her palms. / “Taste your brother, dear.”

Take a look around, / see that for every difference, / there’s a similarity /and in the different, /there is familiarity.

Tell me that we’ll still be friends / a hundred years from now, / if we’re both still alive. / Tell me that sisters are forever. / Tell me that even when you’re off on your / own, changing the world—you will, / I know you will—you’ll think of me / sometimes, you’ll remember our games, / the stories we wove, the songs we sang. / (Remember me, remember us, / sisters of soul and sisters of blood.)

Tell them / Our blood is the same, /His and mine. /I spill it in splendor, /His flowing grace.

Tell them / That when I die, / I will die in triumph.

the bed’s cold even when you’re here

The horses cannot stamp off the wall, / out of pigment and into the world.

The tiara balances on a precipice / The scepter shatters on the stones / The throne rusts, covered by dust

There are resurrected trees on my desk / At work

There is so much I don’t remember / More I’ll never know / But I have her name /And her mitochondrial DNA /And I know she loved me so

Thirty pieces, for his soul. / Thirty pieces, and they weren’t even gold.

This is my body; / I’ll not break it for you.

We laughed and loved in every room

we were so hungry then / waiting for the sea to swallow us whole

Where do you truly believe you’ll go when you die? / I’d bet my soul it’s not to Jesus / Because he’d be standing in Ferguson – / And it wouldn’t be on your side.

You don’t get to ignore / The blood and the anguish / That led to this point, / Every last indignity / And every last lie. // I wonder: / Could even a hurricane wash this away?

you’re crying. / stop crying. / it’s a dream. / you’ll wake up. // you haven’t woken up. / you’re not dreaming.

Your name on my tongue / The way you laughed / How we danced / Our hearts beat in time / Our souls sang together / We stood in the sun and the storm / Promised swore made solemn vows / I memorized your freckles once / I’ve forgotten so much now /

You never sang for me. / I listened through the wall, / catching what words I could. / I still have some, hidden behind the wallpaper. / I kept them, just in case. / You never came back for them, though, / just like you never came back for me.

You remember the / burn from the / scars, from the // transformation of being / set aflame and / after somehow surviving.

You told me a beautiful fairy tale / but I told you the same /and on the grave there is a name

#my poetry #my writing #poetry

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Christmas anon here! aw yeah, time to be Very Merry. Could I please see some hcs about modern (i love the fact that you're open to modern asks, btw!) roxas, vanitas, and kairi skyping their s/o (who traveled to see family) on christmas morning? maybe each opening a gift the other gave them, even though there far away from each other (this idea got away from me yikes) thank you so much, merry christmas!!

hell yEAH for this christmas spirit ! Modern AU isn’t the only thing I can do so feel free to just go w i l d with these AUs

I had so much fun writing this ? ? ? w o a h

Roxas :

Roxas would be a little bit late to the Skype session because he’s just. Horrible with timezones and he might’ve overslept a bit - cough. He’d probably stay in his bed as a blanket burrito while Skyping. After apologizing for over a thousand times, he’d make some polite small talk : asking how are you, if you had breakfast or lunch yet, what were you up to… Anything to avoid letting his excitement show. The boy tries so hard to be seen as mature and cool around you, it’s adorable.

His façade drops as soon as you wave around the little gift he got you for Christmas, which managed to arrive just in time, safe and sound ! Roxas would immediately get defensive and explain that he’s just horrible at picking things for others. Like he’s managed to convince himself that you’re gonna hate his gift and he’s just unable to stop rambling now. Okay, tiger, calm down.

You’re just gonna have to shush him and open the package so he can stop whining. Surprise ! It’s that one Moai Tissue Box (from the 358/2 manga, yes - for the love of god read it) ! Roxas would go on and explain that Xion and Axel helped him get all the winner ice cream sticks to get this for you - and he would bury his head in the pillows, groaning while you just laugh your ass off. But there’s no malice in your voice, the fact that he actually worked hard to get you this funny gift is just so precious.

Under that there would be a heartfelt letter for you, extremely fucking corny and cheesy - with a thousand other cute things blurred out - about how grateful he is to have you in his life and that he hopes you stay forever ! But he’d beg you to read that once you two stop Skyping just so he doesn’t die from embarrassment.

He’d be a bit pouty while opening your gift, not gonna lie. Maybe stick his tongue out at you once in a while. But he’s lowkey excited to know what’s inside - no matter what you end up giving him, he’s gonna love it and cherish it. The tackiest, ugliest sweater in existence ? No problem, he’ll wear that shit even past February.

Vanitas :

This guy is shitty enough to be late for the Skyping session on purpose, just so he can pull the “AW DID YOU MISS MEEEEEEE ?” stunt on you. Truth be told, he’s just horrible with electronics and couldn’t figure out how Skype works. Password ? What the fuck was his password ? ? But he’ll obviously never tell you about that so - heEEY DID YOU MISS HIM ? Wait. What do you mean yes. Oh no. Genuine love and signs of affection, his w e a k n e s s. Please, stop before you melt his dark persona away.

He’d sulk and get flustered, but he’d hide that pretty well by getting a head start in opening the gift you got fro him. Vanitas would be all smug, saying shit like “I’m surprised I got a gift, considering i’m always on Santa’s naughty list” and other things that will just make you facepalm to hell and back. You’d be begging for him to shut up and open the box already.

And oh b o y, his expression would be priceless. You just see a rush of emotions cross his face : from shocked, to happy, to flattered, to maybe a bit of fear, biting his lip before finally setting on b i t t e r. The gift is probably something so meaningful and wholesome that Vanitas would need a few moments to process what the fuck is happening in his brain. Before you can even ask what’s wrong, he’s already pouring his heart out and explaning that he’s just so happy that you got him something so nice. Sad because he probably thinks he doesn’t deserve you and bitter because, well. He got you a stupid gift as a joke.

You’re probably gonna tear up at his confession. He’s definitely gonna tear up. Everyone’s tearing up at this point. You’re used to Vanitas’ complex personality, but seeing him so vulnerable and open is truly a Christmas miracle. You two spend the next few hours comforting each other and sharing sweet nothings. Until you remember that you still have a gift to open !

Vanitas is probably back to his mean self, begging you to just throw that shit away. But it’s too late, pandora’s box has been o p e n e d. And surprise ! It’s a dumb plushie of a Moogle wearing a Christmas sweater that says “Youre Santa’s favorite Ho Ho Hoe !” and some mistletoe on it’s groin. You can decide Vanitas’ punishment and fate for this.

Kairi :

First of all. Kairi doesn’t use Skype, she uses Discord cause she’s not a p e a s a n t - okay, jokes aside, she’s definitely gonna be ready hours before you are, looking hella cute in her Christmas outfit. You’ll wake up to a couple of sweet good morning texts from her, as well as gentle reminders to take your time and have a decent breakfast before getting on a call with her. Reading those always gives you some b u t t e r f l i e s in your stomach.

Unlike Roxas, Kairi cannot control her excitement and as soon as she sees you, she’ll clap excitedly and bounce on her bed, r e a d y to open the gifts. Of course, she’ll remember her manners and make some small talk first. She wants to know everything ! Are you eating well ? How’s your family doing ? Speaking of family, she’s so popular among yours that you can expect your relatives popping up occasionally to greet her. And because she celebrates Christmas with Riku and Sora, those two would also pop up to greet you too - before being kicked out by Kairi herself.

After catching up, she’d insist on opening the gifts at the same time. Kairi has a thing for matching accesories or clothes with her loved ones. So if she hasn’t given you a cute wayfinder charm to match hers, then you can expect one inside the box - resting on top of a thousand other gifts. How she managed to fit all of this inside is a complete mystery.

Kairi always gets carried away when shopping things for her friends because she just sees so many things that they all could like ! So she just. Gets them all. There’s a pair of mittens, a few little trinkets you wanted and some plastic mistletoe with a note attached, it reads “You owe me a kiss when you get back !”. You’ll definitely feel that your gift for her is nothing compared to this, but you’ll feel so much better once you see the way her face lights up while hugging your gift to her chest.

You two would have so much fun just talking for hours, already planning the things you two can to do once you go back. Riku and Sora would probably tag along the call after a while cause they also miss having you around !

#kh headcanons #roxas #vanitas #kairi #anonymous #reader insert

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It Has To Be You - Fantastic Beasts The Second: What we know (or don’t) so far

WARNING: SPOILERS (writing this 9-10th August 2018)

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them - The Crimes of Grindelwald, Second Film of the five-film franchise, coming out 16th November 2018… already there! Can’t wait, to be honest. However, there’s some clues that have been dropped by the Wizarding Community online and that can allow us some kind of anticipatory excitement. Here’s a sort of summary, along with some personal thoughts and dug out information, because why bother only summarize when you can actually think?

Let’s start with the trailers, shall we?

Teaser trailer from Pottermore (PM - posted 13th March 2018): https://www.pottermore.com/news/watch-the-first-trailer-for-fantastic-beasts-the-crimes-of-grindelwald

Second official trailer : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jlCKOG9ut8g

Short ID

Warner Bros., Heyday Films, 2018, directed by David Yates, screenplay by Joanne K. Rowling, music by James N. Howard.

Setting: London, Hogwarts, Cliffs of Dover, Muggle and Wizarding Paris (we get to see the local equivalent of Diagon Alley - entrance via a statue), New York, (maybe Godric’s Hollow?), 1927, plus at least Hogwarts in the early 1900s.

Main Characters: Newt Scamander (Eddie Redmayne), Albus Dumbledore (Jude Law), Gellert Grindelwald (Johnny Depp), The Niffler, Pickett, Jacob Kowalski (Dan Fogler), Tina and Queenie Goldstein (Katherine Waterston and Alison Sudol), Credence Barebone (Ezra Miller) and his Obscurus.

Secondary Characters: Leta Lestrange (Zoë Krawitz), Nicolas Flamel (Brontis Jodorowski), Seraphina Piquery (Carmen Ejogo), Theseus Scamander (Newt’s brother, Callum Turner), Maledictus (Claudia Kim), Skender (owner of the Circus Arcanus, Ólafur Darri Ólafsson), Abernathy (a Macusa supervisor, Kevin Guthrie), Vinda Rosier (Poppy Corby-Tuech), Spielman (Wolf Roth), Bunty (Newt’s assistant, Victoria Yeates), Torquil Travers (Derek Riddell), Arnold Guzman (Cornell S. John), Yusuf Kama (William Nadylam), Eulalie Hicks (Jessica Williams), Mrs Lestrange (Sabine Crossen), Laurena Kama (Isaura Barbé-Brown), Credence’s Aunt (Linda Santiago).

Rough plot outlines:

The series ranges from 1926 to 1945, when Dumbledore defeated Grindelwald and Tom Riddle graduated from Hogwarts. See… there’s no end to evil, only keeping it at bay.

The story of The Crimes of Grindelwald is set just after the first film. If you remember well, in 1926, Newt was in New York apparently buying an Appaloosa Puffskein and unofficially releasing his Thunderbird back in Arizona. He gets into trouble because of a 21-year old Obscurial, Credence Barebone, and is condemned to death along with his friend Porpentina Goldstein, by Magical Congress of the United States of America (MACUSA) supervisor Percival Graves. Miss Goldstein was at the time a dismissed Auror from MACUSA - she was investigating the New Salem Philanthropic Society - NSPS - against the orders of her superiors. They escape, along with Tina’s sister Queenie and a No-Maj (US word for Muggle), Jacob Kowalski. The group eventually confronts Percival Graves in the Subway tunnel, and in front of Seraphina Picquery (head of MACUSA) and her crew, they uncover Gellert Grindelwald under the traits of Graves. Grindelwald is taken into custody. Kowalski is Obliviated, along with apparently all the Muggles in New York, by some weird rain that raised a lot of questions, the Thunderbird flies to Arizona and Newt returns to the UK.

In 1927, Newt’s book, Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, has been published, Grindelwald has escaped MACUSA and is gathering followers. He wants to expose the Magical Community, and advocates Wizard supremacy over Muggles. Sounds familiar. Newt is sent to Paris by Dumbledore to track down the Dark Wizard, and the Ministry of Magic people don’t seem exactly ecstatic about that. Credence has survived and is becoming more powerful, apparently siding with a mysterious cursed woman called Maledictus who works for a non less mysterious circus called Arcanus. We can imagine that Tina, reinstated Auror for MACUSA, has been sent to track Grindelwald, and she and Newt meet again, together with Queenie and Jacob.

Apparently, from the trailers, we’ll be back at Hogwarts during Newt’s school years but also later.

What Has Been Disclosed So Far

‘Following the declassification of certain secret documents kept at the Ministry of Magic, the wizarding world has recently learned a little more about the creation of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them. I am not yet in a position to tell the full story of my activities during the two decades that Gellert Grindelwald terrorised the wizarding world. As more documents become declassified over the coming years, I will be freer to speak openly about my role in that dark period of our history.

[...]

It is true that I was the first ever person to capture Gellert Grindelwald and also true that Albus Dumbledore was something more than a schoolteacher to me. More than this I cannot say without fear of breaching the Official Magical Secrets Act or, more importantly, the confidences that Dumbledore, most private of men, place in me.’

(Scamander, Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, 2017, pp. x and xii)

A poster made by MinaLima for the Comic Con of San Diego this year reveals a lot (see picture below): People (Dumbledore, Grindelwald, Credence and Maledictus, Leta and Theseus), locations (Hogwarts, London, Paris), a Thestral-driven carriage, the Deathly Hallows and a Snake...

To start with, Grindelwald is free. That was pretty obvious though. It looks like Seraphina Picquery’s cells and measures of protection weren’t enough. In the trailer Grindelwald is seen in a thestral-drawn carriage (I thought the only tame ones were at Hogwarts, and only after Hagrid tamed them, so way later), wands pointing at him. The two men driving the carriage look like back-dressed Willy Wonkas :P and the carriage is followed by two people on broomsticks. What happened? Grindelwald is still with long hair and beard so when does this take place?

Once free, Grindelwald is making his point to a big crowd, trying to convince them to follow him. His inner wish is of course wizard supremacy over Muggles and other non-magical beings like Squibs. His ‘official’ version is that wizards shouldn’t be in hiding. He’s seen working with a woman holding a skull, who is Vinda Rosier (another ancestor to Death Eater Evan Rosier? Even the first names sound similar).

Grindelwald has his own logo, apparently, that looks like two letters ‘G’ put back to back, and that actually resemble a distorted swastika…. (see zoomed picture above). Well, the film takes place during one of the darkest periods of European history, namely the one during which rough extreme dictatorships rose... We don’t see it in the trailer (or I’m really blind), but we can assume that Grindelwald has already stolen the Elder Wand from Gregorovitch. The crew made Dumbledore’s first wand similar to the Elder one, though, as seen on a tweeted picture.. I am not sure if I like it yet.

A second major news is that we’re going back to Hogwarts, on two distinct occurences in time, it seems. The first is 1927, while what seems like a delegation of the Ministry of Magic (MoM - that has a different logo then, more in the fashion of the times) comes to confront Dumbledore about his use of Newt Scamander on a mission in Paris. It makes sense to think they are MoM people because among them is Theseus Scamander, Newt’s brother, who is Head of the Auror Office at the time. Along with him on the MoM team is a bloke called Travers. Rings a bell? His family tree has a Death Eater on it, later in the 20th century. The lines from the trailer are the following:

MoM Official: ‘There’s a rumour that Newt Scamander is headed to Paris. I know that he’s working under your orders. What do you have to say for yourself, Dumbledore?’

Dumbledore: ‘Well, if you ever had the pleasure to teach him, you’d know Newt is not a great follower of orders.’

However, Dumbledore and Newt have a meeting that has to be secret (since it’s shot on the roof of St Paul’s cathedral, London), and that tends to back up the idea that Newt is working ‘for’ Dumbledore. Moreover, Newt owes Dumbledore, who made a strong case for Newt not to be expelled from Hogwarts, as we learnt in the first film.

The second occasion on which we visit Hogwarts is during Newt’s school years as a Hufflepuff boy there. Maybe we’ll have more details about his relationship with Leta Lestrange. We know he loved her, and shared her passion for creatures. When one of Leta’s experiments with a Jarvey went wrong, Newt took the blame to prevent her from being expelled. Dumbledore defended Newt, and we don’t know if the expulsion finally took place or not. However, Newt could keep his wand, which would tend to back up the theory according to which he could stay at Hogwarts and graduate. What also backs up this theory is the fact that he’s been working for the MoM, which wouldn’t have hired someone without top grades in N.E.W.T.s so... yeh. Not expelled, I believe. We also know that later, Leta fell for Newt’s brother Theseus and got engaged to him.

One of the trailer scenes pictures Newt taking over a Boggart. The film crew placed the same cupboard in the DADA classroom as in the Prisoner of Azkaban film, which is all right given the period, I mean on an antiques point of view. Why assume that Boggarts would be hidden in the same cupboard, though? Moreover, who is teaching DADA but Dumbledore. That doesn’t make sense at all. That being said, Newt’s Boggart is funny: a desk full of in-trays and papers (see picture above). Because his worst fear is to be made to work in an office (that’s what he says in the trailer).

To stay with Newt a bit longer, do you remember how he did not have a Wand Permit for the USA? Well, his travelling troubles seem to have no end. From some official documents, we can see that his MoM Travel Permit is pending, because ‘subject uncooperative and evasive on reasons for last trip’. If it had only been a trip to collect data for his book he would not have been evasive or uncooperative…. (picture below)

Among the latest news, we learn that Newt wanted to go back to New York once his book was launched. He didn’t seek celebrity, he wanted to find Tina. Unfortunately for his introvert self, his book is a success. Redmayne says ‘Newt has been grounded in London and unable to leave.’ (Buzzfeed, 10.8.2018). In the same post we learn that Newt has a basement to his London apartment, that Rowling intended as a creature hospital. It is actually an extension of Newt’s suitcase, and is apparently bottomless. The entrance is…. You’ll never guess…. Via a cupboard under the stairs! I’m NOT taking the mickey.

Something unexpected, maybe is the appearance of a well-known prop. The trailer shows lights being sucked from street lamps. That can mean only one thing: Dumbledore had already invented the Deluminator (aka Put-Outer) in 1927. Who’s using it though? The shadows won’t yet reveal the answer. Is the use Ron Weasley put it to going to be displayed too?

Another point that has been fantasised about is Credence. Credence has survived the blasting in the Subway tunnel, and is now more powerful and seems more angry than ever. At one point in the first trailer, he is in the circus and frees some kind of creatures from a glass ball, or so it looks like at least. He’s also seen intensely looking at the posters advertising the circus….

From one fishy character to another… Who is Maledictus? She is Credence’s companion as it appears. She is said to bear a blood curse that transforms her into a beast, and that she’s one of the attractions of the Circus Arcanus, owned by Skender, currently on tour in Paris. One of the posters says ‘Snake Girl’... and Maledictus means ‘cursed’ but also ‘ill spoken’. We also know that the Circus was on tour in New York late 1926, and left only at the beginning of January 1927 to cross the Pond to France. Hm….. could Credence and Maledictus have met before? Or is it a new acquaintance? Why would Credence be in Paris otherwise?

The most unexpected visit to the film might be that of Nicolas Flamel. It makes sense since he lives in Paris (or does he still? We know from the Dumbledore Frog Card from 1991 that he lives in Devon), but I wonder what is going to be his role. He meets Jacob, that’s sure, from the trailer. Will he be meeting Dumbledore? Some kind of alchemical discussion could be really nice, and offer a rest in the probably action-packed-CGI-ed film. It appears from pictures that Newt will at some point hold an alchemical symbol, which, if I remember well, is that of gold. It’s a circle with a dot in the middle. What significance to this? Link with the Hallows? Or the Philosopher’s Stone?

Another point is that there’s a hint, on Pottermore, that the film will show us younger versions of the main characters. Does that mean yet another flashback? Apparently. That fits the fact that we are to see Newt at school, in the early 1900s, but it also says that there is going to be a younger Grindelwald. Would that mean that maybe we could have a glimpse of that visit he payed to his great-aunt Bagshot in Godric’s Hollow the summer after Dumbledore graduated?

Let’s move to Creatures: the series is called Fantastic Beasts, after all. Pickett is back, and the Niffler. There’s all sorts of other creatures. In the trailer, Newt is seen riding an underwater creature. What could it be? A water dragon (he’s been training dragons for WW1, after all), a Kelpie (but it would likely eat him)? There’s also some sort of weird bird I’d say is an Augurey, and Thestrals. That bird appears to be sort of controversial in its determination: I mean that some people think it’s a Fwooper. Well, according to Scamander, in Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, the book, of course, Fwoopers are brightly coloured, which this bird is not. As a pet, it would be quite dangerous to have one, since it’s cry drives one mad. Moreover, It doesn’t match Rowling’s illustration for it at all. The bird from the trailer does, however, match the description of an Auguery a bit more: a vulture-like creature (all right it has feathers on its head, vultures, as scavengers, don’t), blueish grey, used as a home weather-forecaster.

Ok this kills me: there are going to be BABY NIFFLERS! FantasticBeasts retweeted a post about that and here’s the picture in there.

This is not a joke, There are really baby Nifflers. There are four different colours actually, as published by PM today 10th August. One adult Niffler was already some kind of a Weasley twin.... what about FOUR?

Here they are:

And HA another of their tweets lists creatures. And the bird IS an Augurey, but there is also indeed a Kelpie (wondering why, and how Newt is going to escape). The weird thing walking in the streets at some point in the trailer is called a Zouwu, that seems, from what I saw on Twitter, to be a Chinese creature. In the trailer, there’s also a weird-looking crumpled-antlered stag/elk-like creature, that some people refer to as a Leucrotta, but the usual description doesn’t fit here, some think it might be a Crumple-Horned Snorkack. There’s no description matching the beast in Newt’s book, unfortunately.

That’s what I’ve dug out so far. There is new info coming out all the time, and I probably have missed some. If that’s the case, please comment under the text :)

Paris, London, New York and the Wizarding World in 1927: Short Description (more after the film is launched)

I wanted to do a tiny bit of research on 1927 in Paris and London, mostly, and have a more deeper go after having seen the film, to put things more into context.

As The Crimes of Grindelwald set in 1927 directly follows Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, set in 1926 New York, there’s not much point into dwelling into what New York looked like at that time. There are a couple of papers on this blog about that:

http://under-the-lake.tumblr.com/post/157988584836/fantastic-beasts-and-where-to-find-them-the-film (first deeper impressions after the first film, mainly deeling with Speakeasies and Immigration Rules)

http://under-the-lake.tumblr.com/post/158268815626/fantastic-beasts-and-where-to-find-them-the-film (first deeper impressions part 2: laws and death penalty)

http://under-the-lake.tumblr.com/post/159376016836/fantastic-beasts-and-where-to-find-them-the-film (first deeper impressions part 3: the NSPS and Credence)

http://under-the-lake.tumblr.com/post/153419399321/fantastic-beasts-and-where-to-find-them-first (Very first Impressions)

Paris in 1927

President of France at the time: Gaston Doumergue (1924-1931)

Here’s an 8-minute video of Paris in 1927. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_QDmzfyqNJM It shows really how life was in the streets.

Among the artistic life of the 1920s in Paris were people like the Missouri-born Josephine Baker, who was spotted in New-York in 1925 by French producers who were looking for an all-black cast for their Parisian Revue Nègre. Josephine was chosen and she moved to the French capital in the same year. She was one of the stars of the nightlife there from then on (see picture above). She was not the only foreign artist to set quarters in Paris. They came from the USA but also from the whole of Europe, mainly the East and South: Poland, Russia, Ukraine, Hungary, Spain. The whole neighbourhood of Montmartre, with its Moulin Rouge and Bateau-Lavoir, and that of Montparnasse and the Quartier Latin, were exploding with modern artists from poets to painters and composers, trying things, often living on nothing, often collaborating, often also hating each other in peace. The 1925 Exposition of Decorative Arts had also launched the period of Art Deco. The Expo hosted works by artists like Lalique or Le Corbusier.

It was also the period of weird circuses. Fêtes foraines were travelling fun fairs with carrousels and other attractions, but also with displays of ‘monsters’ or other ‘unusual’ creatures, including humans. Famously, of course, bearded women and elephant men, or dwarves, were showed to the public. Audience were attracted via posters and even music, like barrel organ music, that could be heard up to 3 km (1.8 miles) around. From what the trailer of The Crimes of Grindelwald shows, the Circus Arcanus is exactly along those lines. The name itself should be enough for us to know that something fishy is coming, ‘arcanus’ meaning ‘mysterious’ or ‘secret’ in Latin. Plus there are snakes and that evil cloak-holding being on the poster.... and that phrase, Le musée des curiosités vivantes (the museum of living oddities, like a live curiosity shop). According to Wikia, the Circus was in New York for a fortnight in late 1926 and travelled to Paris, France, in early January 1927…

London in 1927

King: George V (reigned 1910-1936)

PM: Stanley Baldwin

There is footage from London in 1927, and Simon Smith has replicated the shots in 2013: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5kml92pPjx0

In 1927 the UK was recovering from the General Strike of 1926. The lower class had lost for many reasons, and the majority of the population was in a worse state then than before the strike.

The posh London society youngsters were known as the Bright Young Things. They were offspring of those who had gone through WW1 and were either fighting their parents’ values or taking life at face value, living carpe diem because of the war that had slaughtered so many young people. Maybe, for the young women, it was a way of showing their newly born independance. Maybe the reason was a mix of all. At any rate, it was a time of party, alcohol, drugs, freedom, jazz and a feeling of fighting the establishment. That latter was expressed, among other things, by the full acceptance of gay and lesbian relationships, which were, at the time, banned by the British laws.

Among them were people like photographer Cecil Beaton (see pic by him above), who is partly responsible for starting the cult of celebrity in the UK, via his portraying of the Bright Young Things. Since they were children of rich families, they had also connections with tabloids and could use them to spread their image, which they did. By the start of the 1930s, unemployment, Wall Street Black Thursday and global unhappiness were getting people bored by the growing excesses of that group.

On the cultural side, BBC (British Broadcasting Company) was created in 1927 (it was really founded in 1922 but was granted a Royal Charter in 1927). Authors who published in this year were among others Agatha Christie, Virginia Woolf and P. G. Wodehouse.

The Wizarding World in 1927-ish

In February 1927, Gellert Grindelwald, notorious Pureblood supremacist, makes an escape from MACUSA prisons in New York, while a month later, in March, Jacob opens his bakery, thanks to Newt’s Occamy Egg shells (Fantastic Beasts Screenplay, scene 123). Newt is doing well too, his book being published somewhere between January and March. The launch is set on 19th March 1927 at Flourish & Blotts, Diagon Alley, London.

By December, Seraphina Picquery has made the Thunderbird a protected species. She has instituted a Protective Order on it (While in the Muggle world Theodore Roosevelt had made Pelican Island a protected area in 1903, and the first protected list of species was used in 1918 jointly by Canada and the USA).

Dumbledore has been writing for Transfiguration Today for a year in 1927.

A French Ministry of Magic? Well, if the USA have their MACUSA and the UK have the MoM, why not a French Ministry. At any rate, the trailer gives us a glimpse of a glass dome with constellations and creature names written in pseudo-French: Le Niffleur, Hippocampe, Le Nundu, Le Doxy…. (there is even a typo because ‘centaur’ in French takes an ‘e’ at the end). I cannot vouch for this being the building of the French Ministry, but at least we know there is one, mentioned by J. K. Rowling in her writing about Beauxbâtons Academy on Pottermore. In French it is called Le Ministère des Affaires Magiques de France, which translates into ‘French Ministry for Magic Affairs’. According to Wikia, it was founded in 1790 during the French Revolution, and has ‘Incanté, Envoûté, Conjuré’ as a motto, which would translate into ‘Cast, Bewitched, Conjured’. The latest news from today tell us that the entrance is via one of the multiple public drinking fountains scattered all over Paris, called Wallace fountains. How can people enter via such a thing, search me. In London, you could either use Apparition, or the Visitor’s Entrance in the telephone box that you could actually enter, or later the public loo that you could get flushed in. The French thing is a fountain. Are people going to be suck via the plumbing after shrinking themselves or something? What about the Statute of Secrecy??

I must acknowledge that I hadn’t thought about Voldemort when I started this piece of writing. However, since Grindelwald’s defeat is followed by Voldemort’s rise to power, it must be considered. Merope Gaunt eloped with Tom Riddle Sr. in 1925-1926, and Tom Riddle Jr. was born on 31st December 1926 at Wool’s Orphanage, London, after his father left Merope, probably due to her stopping to feed him on Love Potion. So if we put two and two together, Tom Riddle Jr. had a nice model to worship when he was at school...

UK Minister for Magic: Hector Fawley (1925-1939)

US President of MACUSA: Seraphina Picquery (1903-1928)

French Ministre des Affaires Magiques: Unknown yet

Grindelwald and the Deathly Hallows: Dusting Our Memories

According to Rowling in her writings for PM, Gellert Grindelwald was born somewhere around 1883, somewhere on planet Earth. However, he was sent to Durmstrang Institute, that is located somewhere in northern Norway or Sweden (according to J. K. Rowling, see report of her reading GoF). He was ‘as ‘precociously brilliant as Dumbledore’ (Deathly Hallows, ch. Eighteen). Grindelwald was expelled when he was sixteen. The official reason is that he was making ‘twisted experiments’. They must have been really nasty if he was expelled from a school that favours Dark Magic.

Grindelwald knew about the Deathly Hallows and believed they would give him limitless power once united. He stole the Elder Wand from Gregorovitch the wandmaker. He wanted the other two Hallows, the Resurrection Stone and the Invisibility Cloak, badly. We don’t know if he wanted to be Master of Death or just have power, but he was obsessed with overruling the Muggle world and put the non-magic people in their rightful place. He engraved the Hallows sign on one of the Durmstrang walls. Later Dumbledore draw it on the front page of his copy of The Tales of Beedle the Bard.

How lucky then that Grindelwald’s great-aunt, Bathilda Bagshot, happened to live in Godric’s Hollow, which, apart from being the Potters’ and the Dumbledores’ family village, was the place where the Peverells had lived. Ignotus Peverell and his two brothers are said to be the Three Brothers of the tale, and thus the first owners of the Hallows.

After being expelled, Grindelwald went to visit his great-aunt. How very convenient… and there was Dumbledore, having to spend his summer looking after his family instead of taking his Grand Tour of the Wizarding World with Elphias Dodge. Bathilda introduced the two men, and it was like a bubble of fresh air to Dumbledore, according to Rowling. The two became inseparable, writing to each other about Wizard domination over Muggles for the Greater Good (that’s what Dumbledore thought) when they couldn’t talk about it. The relationship lasted two short months. Albus was besotted and that cast a gloom on his family, because he would not fulfill his obligations. His brother Aberforth eventually reacted, and the result was a three-way duel and Ariana’s, their sister, death. Needless to say, Grindelwald vanished. (Deathly Hallows, chapter Eighteen).

He travelled through Europe, gathering followers, and tracking down the Elder Wand, the easiest Hallow to trace, due to its bloody history. Apparently, he avoided Britain.

Europe having probably given out what it could, Grindelwald crossed the Atlantic and hired himself as MACUSA Auror Percival Graves. I guess he had heard about Obscuri and about Credence, because why go exactly there otherwise. Credence would be a wonderful weapon of destruction if he learnt to control his powers. Pottermore says that Grindelwald discovered Credence later, but I can’t think of any other reason for someone to go to the USA while the wizarding community there was so much more restrained than in Europe, and hopes of bringing it to the light were therefore so much smaller. Using an Obscurial to wreak havoc and thus expose the community would be a huge blow for his enemies. And of course we know that Grindelwald was already tracking down the Hallows, and knew of their existence, as proven by the necklace he gives Credence in the first film. Actually, I just read that according to Rowling, Grindelwald is a Seer… and had a vision about Credence’s immense power (see tweet).

During his stay in the USA, Grindelwald was discovered by Newt Scamander, and captured and imprisoned by MACUSA. Not for long, though. That’s what the second film is telling us.

Questions Raised by the Trailers and the Written Info

Some of these questions, together with the fact that since Rowling wrote the screenplays herself, make things that were canon from the Harry Potter series and Fantastic Beasts collide….

- Now were we hoodwinked in the first film? I mean drawn into thinking that Newt is an innocent Magizoologist, trying to gather information for his book? Was he actually already on a mission to track down Grindelwald? Because honestly, that’s what he does in the end. Nothing about collecting stuff for his book. Setting Frank the Thunderbird free seems like a nice cover story.

- If he was indeed on ‘innocent’ business in New York, then why are MoM officials monitoring his movements, and why is his current MoM travel authorization pending? Why are MoM officials coming to Dumbledore to inquire about Newt? Or are they actually investigating Dumbledore? And remember, MACUSA was already tracking Newt from the start of the first film...

- What are Queenie and Jacob doing in Europe? If Tina is probably on MACUSA duties or tailing Credence because she’s still on the NSPS trail, I can’t imagine why a baker would leave his flourishing new business and why a witch like Queenie would leave her makeup and brushes to travel to Europe.

- Who’s that bloke with long white hair and beard levitated by apparently officials in some kind of prison?

- Is Maledictus the Snake Lady? If she is, it would be clever for her to hide her curse in a circus, given the intolerance of the age for differences of any kind. Some rumours actually have it that she would become Nagini...

- How did Credence survive? And after recovering, did he join the circus? Otherwise it doesn’t make much sense that he’s in Paris, right? Nor that he knows Maledictus.

- From research done by SuperCarlinBrothers, Credence is related to Corvus Lestrange and is half-brother to Leta Lestrange, Corvus having had offspring by two women. It’s all here in their video, time 7.27 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s3ChukSDGRU

Now how did Credence end up in the care of Marylou Barebone in the first place, please?? Or is that name a fake one?

- That family tree bears the name of Laurena Kama, a black witch. The film cast says that there’s going to be a character there called Yusuf Kama, played by William Nadylam. Family? And we know from cast that Credence has an aunt...

- And now we’re talking about Credence and his family tree... what about Modesty? Is she going to appear some time in this film or the next ones? What’s the point of developing her character so much in the first film if she has no role to play in the story later?

- Tina looks dark. ‘We’ll all have to pick our side’.... ? And it appears like she feels the urge to look after Credence… and maybe she’s a bit jealous of Bunty, Newt’s assistant, who in turn might be a bit infatuated with Newt, from what Redmayne says.

- WHY the bloody hell is Dumbledore teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts (DADA)???? That is so not canon. He’s a Transfiguration teacher. By 1927 he had been writing regularly for Transfiguration Today for a year. He was never mentioned as a DADA teacher, and it sounds really wrong. I know some people argue that DADA didn’t exist then, and that maybe Care of Magical Creatures was merged with it, as well as Transfiguration, but that doesn’t make any sense. Dark Wizards have always existed, and bad curses, hexes, jinxes, and dangerous creatures, if not dark ones. It makes no sense to ‘invent’ DADA just because Voldy was on the loose, or after Grindy was sent to Nurmengard.

- What’s that orb the woman next to Grindelwald is holding in her hand? Looks like either a Crystal Ball or a big version of a Prophecy. That last would be ruled out since it is too big to be one, but again, tampering with canon stuff seems to be the fashion. Unless, since everything seems to happen in Paris, it is a French Prophecy. Actually, new theory: from pics where you can see the two protagonists from the front, it seems Vinda is actually holding a skull with glowing orange eyes.

- Who’s the woman walking with the three thestralish cats? I found out she’s called Melusine…. That could open a lot of speculation.

- What’s Grindelwald saying to Dumbledore in the Mirror of Erised? And why does Dumbledore see Grindelwald in the Mirror in the first place? While actually at the end of the HP books, it is hinted that he’d be seeing his family… If the deepest desire of his heart were to see Grindelwald finished, then the latter wouldn’t be alive in there.

- Why always ‘it has to be you’? Same with Harry Potter and Severus Snape. Reminds me of Lord of the Ring, where people with the Rings of Power (that is Galadriel, Gandalf and Elrond) can’t take over Sauron and it has to be a Hobbit. Or David and Goliath. Oh wells. Always puppets played by experienced puppeteers.

- Last but not least. Why is Jacob working with wizards? Is he a descendant of wizards himself? I’ve been giving this some thought myself, but haven’t had time to work out all the connections. HOWEVER, there IS a theory that he’d be a descendant of Helga Hufflepuff, and it’s really interesting how the blokes who thought this came to that conclusion. It would explain, for instance, why Jacob has not been totally Obliviated by that rain that was destined for Muggles only (he makes pastries in the shape of all the animals he saw in Newt’s case, for instance). If you are curious about this theory, check this video by SuperCarlinBrothers : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uT7i4Lu55pg (for details about disagreements on some names used in the video, check the comments under it :P ) There’s further evidence to be read in the comments below the video, because one of the people mentioned a Quentin Kowalski playing Quidditch for the USA in 2014, which would mean there are Kowalskis in the wizarding world, maybe a descendent of Jacob?

- Ok not last. I just rewatched the trailer and here comes one more question: HOW COME those people can just APPARATE on the bridge at Hogwarts??? I thought you couldn’t Apparate on the premises. At least according to Hermione, Severus and Hogwarts: A History. However, it is possible that those protection measures were put on later than 1927. On the other hand, Rowling says, on PM, that the castle and ground have always been protected by Anti-Apparition charms…

Of course, more info will be released the closer we get the the launch, on 16th November. We will see if any of those theories are confirmed, any questions answered… - can’t wait!

Meanwhile, as all these questions, all these thoughts, are obviously only assumptions and ramblings of my own mind, sometimes backed up by others, sometimes not, feel very free and very welcome to discuss any point you might feel worth it! Either in the comment thread under the article, or on our facebook page!

Happy anticipation to everyone!

Sources

https://www.pottermore.com/writing-by-jk-rowling/beauxbatons-academy-of-magic

https://www.pottermore.com/writing-by-jk-rowling/durmstrang-institute

https://www.pottermore.com/features/gellert-grindelwald-the-story-so-far

https://www.pottermore.com/news/watch-the-first-trailer-for-fantastic-beasts-the-crimes-of-grindelwald

https://www.pottermore.com/writing-by-jk-rowling/the-hogwarts-express

https://www.pottermore.com/news/introducing-the-baby-nifflers-in-fantastic-beasts-the-crimes-of-grindelwald

http://www.redhotjazz.com/josephinebaker.html

https://www.historic-uk.com/CultureUK/Bright-Young-Things/

https://fromthebygone.wordpress.com/2017/12/30/the-bright-young-things-captured-by-cecil-beaton-1920s/

Full Credits currently available: https://www.imdb.com/title/tt4123430/fullcredits

Latest update, 10th August 2018: https://www.buzzfeed.com/eleanorbate/fantastic-beasts-crimes-of-grindelwald-set-secrets?utm_term=.cvKd2rJEw#.gnnJo7gP0

J. K. Rowling reading Goblet of Fire report: http://www.accio-quote.org/articles/2000/1209-hpfgu-scruton.html

Scamander, N. (2017). Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them. Bloomsbury Publishing, London, in association with Obscurus Books, Diagon Alley, London.

Rowling, J. K., (1999). Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, Bloomsbury, London.

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Rowling, J. K., (2016). Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them - The Original Screenplay. Bloomsbury, London.

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fighting

,”

Binta,

the

Warden

and

Xara

Staying

hind,

The

destro

the

Jew

And

for

ced

Rome

D!Petra)

accou

abil

Rada r

I actually like

Jack bet

ter,

Petra

didn’t

real ly get along

D!Axel

also

retired

accou

abili

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