#idk what this is but

[t1oui]

james potter is sixteen the first time he looks at regulus black and sees the most beautiful boy in the world.

he is sixteen when lily's slytherin girlfriend, pandora, leans in as she passes behind him on her way to the supply cupboard in potions and whispers, "chocolate frogs are his favorite."

he's sixteen when he spends a full day walking around hogsmeade with regulus, neither of them saying much and both of them wanting the day to continue. "this isn't a date," regulus insists. "not till i leave my parents."

and sirius said he would never do it.

james is sixteen when regulus first sends him a wink that makes his knees go weak, and he's sixteen when the smallest touch sends shocks through his spine.

"don't hurt my brother," sirius tells him through a bitten-back grin.

"don't get too attached," regulus tells him through a too-sweet smirk.

the black brothers, peter told him once, getting all philosophical as he does, they'll be the death of you. james doesn't think that'd be so bad.

james is sixteen when gryffindor loses the quidditch cup to slytherin. he runs across the field to regulus, but when he goes in for a hug, regulus pulls back, smiling.

"not yet, mon amour," he says, and it's not until marlene dumps her water bottle on his head fifteen minutes later that james fully comes to.

james is sixteen when he goes home for the summer before his seventh year and regulus squeezes his hand before he leaves the train. "soon," he says, and then he's gone. james curls into remus and prays that this means what he thinks it does.

it's a week away from his seventeenth birthday when the owl comes, bringing with it a letter in regulus's perfect scrawl reading, i did it. see you on the first. james spends the entire evening telling first an exhausted sirius and then is mum about all the dates he'll take regulus on once they're together.

james is seventeen on the first of september, and when regulus jumps into his arms, it feels like coming home.

#idk what this is but #here you go #enjoy? #hp fandom #harry potter fandom #hp #marauders era #jegulus #james potter #regulus black #james x regulus #regulus x james #sunseeker #starchaser #james potter x regulus black #jegulus microfic

[wonwoonlight]

[21:26]

A/N: I'm so tired.

"Hey, Sol?" You murmur softly, and Hansol probably wouldn't have heard you in any other situation. But you're lying down on your side of the bed while he's still sitting against the headboard, the TV turned on for background noise is barely even a noise.

He hums, still busy with his laptop.

"Can you hold me?"

The soft sound of his keyboard stops, and he sends a worried glance before he quickly finishes up and do as you say.

"You okay?" He asks after you're safely slotted on the crook of his neck. You're not often this vocal, and everytime you are, he knows something must be up.

You shake your head, though you bury yourself deeper into his embrace and he can feel your heavy breath against his neck.

"Just tired."

He frowns, but the hand that's waving through your hair doesn't stop. Weren't you okay just an hour ago?

"One of those days?"

You hum, unsure how to explain but glad because Hansol seems to get it anyway. It was a pretty good day, and you really were okay not even an hour ago. But it feels like something heavy just suddenly dropped on your shoulders and you're just... down.

"It'll pass," he whispers against the top of your head. "Don't beat yourself over it too much, okay? It happens."

The long sigh you exhale worries him, but you nod and hug him tighter, your lips grazing the skin on his neck.

"Just... hold me through it please."

So he does.

#idk what this is but #i needed it #vernon fluff #vernon imagines #vernon au #seventeen imagine #seventeen scenarios #seventeen fluff #seventeen scenario #vernon scenario #hansol fluff #hansol scenarios #hansol imagine #vernon scenarios #seventeen au #seventeen fic #vernon #seventeen drabble #hansol fanfic #seventeen fanfic

[lghtyear]

and i am not frightened of dying . any time will do , i don't mind . why should i be frightened of dying ? there's no reason for it , you've gotta go sometime .

a  selective  and  mutually  exclusive  multimuse ,     featuring  muses  from  doctor  who , disney , torchwood , marvel , battlestar galactica , and more .      collected  and  loved  by robin   ( they / them ,  21+ ) . 

. . . i never said i was frightened of dying .

#⁽ ᴿᴼᴳᴱᴿ ⁾ . . . ‘ in relation to: self promotion. ⁽ ᴼᵁᵀ ⁾ #idk what this is but #i did it ig #anyway pls love me that'd be nice

[scarlettriot]

♡ COLD COFFEE ♡

Pairing: Kirishima X Reader

Warnings: Hurt//Comfort. Injuries & Hospitalizations.

Word Count: 1k ish

A//N: I’ve been in a coffee shop AU mood so I present to you, this fuckin’ thing. It’s not proofed or anything. Thanks @meggsngrits for letting me ramble this morning. Ily ♥︎

Ever since Kirishima switched agencies, started his own, he’s been going to the same little coffee shop every single morning.

The lines were usually long but he never cared. He’d wake up with plenty of time to wait his turn and order his coffee with far too much cream and just a pinch of sugar and the box of half dozen little donut holes that he savored each and every morning.

Of course, seeing your pretty face first thing bright and early was always a bonus. He might’ve even developed a little crush on you— if only he knew you’d been harboring one for him too…

You couldn’t forget the day Red Riot walked into your coffee shop. The way he stood well over a foot taller than most of your other customers. And then there was his bright red hair and his blindingly bright grin. Too bright for 7 AM.

Just because you ran a coffee shop didn’t exactly mean you were a morning person…

Kirishima made it easier though (you only called him Red Riot once since he asked you to call him Kirishima from the moment you wrote his name on that first paper cup). For almost two years now you wrote his name down 6 days a week. Sometimes 7 if he came in on his day off.

You got to know the man over 3 minute conversations. While you pour equal amounts of coffee to cream in that paper cup. You learned when he had late patrols, when he had office days. You learned to pick up on his moods, the man wore them on his sleeve. You saw him with fresh injuries and watched as they healed, adorning his hands, arms, and face with new scars, but none were ever bad enough to make him miss a morning.

The first morning he did miss, you assumed he’d finally gotten a much needed extra day off. The following day was his scheduled day off and the next he wasn’t in either. He must’ve taken a long weekend.

Good. You couldn’t think of anyone more deserving.

But then rumors started circling. You saw them on the front page of a tabloid first:

The Sturdy Hero Red Riot - - Breakable After All

Ignoring the line of people you and making them increasingly mad, you flipped to the article that you knew better than to believe. They exaggerated everything after all. 80% of what was in this was plain false but you read it anyway.

There wasn’t much to go on. Just that there was a battle and Kirishima had fallen while protecting a group of civilians as well as his own sidekicks. He was in critical condition at a local hospital.

“Yeah, it’s true, don’t know how they got the info though. We do everything we can to keep Pro’s identities hidden while they’re in our care,” you friend told you on the phone after work that night. “Your crush is stable though. But, he’s still in a coma…”

The week that followed had never been more bleak. People seemed more irritable, hardly any of them had a smile, or maybe it was just none of them compared to Kirishima’s. Either way, you had to do something.

So, you start to make his order every morning before opening. Pouring the coffee into a to-go cup and packing 6 donut holes plus one extra for good luck.

You’d walk down to the hospital and leave the order with your friend to drop off all before opening the store up for the day.

He hadn’t woken up yet. But when he did, you wanted him to have his favorite treat. The coffee would probably be cold but at least the donuts would still be tasty.

Days turned into weeks that you kept up your little ritual and you had every intention of waking up the next morning and doing it all over again but, you’d been putting up the chairs when the bell above the front door rang. “Sorry, we’re—“

It’d been almost a month since you’d seen him. The longest you’d gone since he first showed up nearly two years ago. His dark roots were poking through matching the stumble that was covering his jaw but, other than that, he looked like the same smiling Kirishima you’d been falling in love with over paper cups and donut holes.

You clutched a mug so tightly between your hands it threatened to shatter, just trying to process that he was here in front of you again with that to-go cup in his hand.

He stayed close to the door but cleared his throat. “They told me I was out for a bit.” What a fat understatement that was. “Pretty sure it was your coffee and donuts that brought me back around… I never feel fully awake until I get my cup. So, I just wanted to drop by and say thank you but I know you’re closed so, I’ll just see ya—“

“Do you want a fresh cup?” You blurted out and his hand hovered on the door handle. “I brought that this morning. It’s gotta be ice by now.”

His smile was as soft as the first day you saw him. “Only if you have a cup with me.”

#yeah #idk what this is but #it’s something #Kirishima #kirishima x reader #kirishima fanfic #mha #mha fan fic #best red rock shark ♥️🦈 #scar’s writing again 📕

[otrtbs]

all my anons are so special 2 me! i think about soil sample scientist anon all the time and hope their start of school went well!! i also think about the anon who told me they took an art law class in law school and they loved it and i said “call me” and they never did,,, still waiting 4 u bae <3 also australian uni anon who saw remus lupin personified ?? hope ur well!!!!

#idk what this is but #i cant tag and talk 2 them yk? #anyway

[ravenclawboys]

i keep seeing really great edits for ships from fandoms i don't really participate in but like the marauders and wolfstar are such lovely ship names. well done on those. now can you please for the love of god go consult for the succession fandom because they got tomgreg and i need to stop seeing this. i haven't seen succession but TOMGREG?? i'm so sorry girlies you're cannot continue living with tomgreg as a ship name for tom and greg

#idk what this is but #tomgreg #infuriates me #i'm just #i'm sorry but there has to be something better #marauders #wolfstar #succession #fandom

[roamwithahungryheart]

Daily Routine, October 7-17

Wake up (people are dying)

Make coffee (people are dying)

Turn on the TV (children are dying)

Send emails (protesters shout 'fuck the Jews!')

Worry about my brother (protesters shout 'gas the Jews!')

Send texts to friends (I don't know if they're safe, they're hurting)

Cry.

Pray.

Hope.

#idk what this is but #yeah

[raayllum]

1x03 / 1x08 / 2x07 / 3x06 / 3x08 / 3x09 / 4x03 / 4x06 / 4x07 / 4x09

#idk what this is but #'make death proud to take us' except when you can't #compilation #theme: death #arc 1 #arc 2 #multi #the gang's all here #tdp #didn't have room for rayla's 'end of the world' but trust me i'm Thinking about it

[55sturn]

i don’t make the rules but if you’re a chris girl matt would be your best friend

#idk what this is but

[lghtyear]

⁽ ᴿᴼᴳᴱᴿ ⁾       …     ‘    requested by @drtwat :         still accepting !    ⁽ ᴼᵁᵀ ⁾

bag placed down with certainty , a firm and determined action as eyes look down at table . subject seems pretty straight - forward , an easy enough job . one she knows other could probably perform without her . it's why she's chuckling , head shaking just a little . " y'know , if you just wanted an excuse to see me , you could just ask me out . " a joke , evident enough from raised brows , grabbing gloves from nearby . " so , what are we doing today ? "

#drtwat #drtwat [ martha ] thread 01. #⁽ ᴿᴼᴳᴱᴿ ⁾ . . . ‘ in relation to: martha jones. ⁽ ᴼᵁᵀ ⁾ #idk what this is but #have it anyway #i love the bestification

[daydrcamings]

@lcvenderhcze - quiet, sender gestures for receiver to be quiet.

peter recognised the other from his time in space, knew that he was someone who was a hero. "are... are you telling me to be quiet because we're in danger or... you just don't wanna talk to me?" peter whispered with raised brows. he wouldn't be surprised if it was the latter, most people wanted him to shut up. he wondered whether the other would recognise him or... whether stephen's spell's range went that far.

#( peter interacts. ) #( peter x peter. ) #( lcvenderhcze. ) #idk what this is but #i love it

[queen-breha-organa]

I’m really trying hard to be positive and find some encouragement within my grief, but I just can’t right now

And I think I need to remember that that’s okay too.

So often I justify my suffering because I know it can make me kind.

My hurt and my pain can make me more empathetic to others who hurt, it can allow me to help them and comfort them in a way I wish I was helped or I was comforted. My grief can inspire me to write long posts about positivity or compassion.

But right now. My hurt, it just hurts.

It hurts. I want to scream and I want to cry and all I can do is think about how unfair everything is. I’m mad at myself for having a chronic illness, and then I get upset for being mad because I know it’s not my fault.

The anger spins and spins until everything is drown in the words: ‘not fair’

But sitting here, talking to you now, I’m trying to remember that feeling this way is okay. I’m allowed. You’re allowed.

It’s okay.

Things don’t feel okay, and things don’t feel good and they won’t feel okay for awhile.

They may never feel ‘okay’ ever again.

But that’s okay too.

I guess I needed the reminder that healing doesn’t always mean being strong all the time.

Sometimes healing means remembering that it’s okay to be weak.

#idk what this is but #I hope you can find meaning in it

[forbelobog]

❛ why did you wake me? ❜ - Caelus

200 random dialogue prompts

"it's not safe to sleep too long out in this weather, even with camp," gepard is already starting to break down the small site they made, efficient as ever. there's not much sunlight to travel by, he takes what he can get. captain pauses, back to the trailblazer as he winds up an anchoring rope.

"...and you were. well, you seemed...distressed," gepard has his share of night troubles, he knows what a bad dream looked like. but he also doesn't wish to discuss them, so he offers the same courtesy to caelus, "figured it was best to wake you. do you want some water?" @miraiq

#( ( answered #miraiq #idk what this is but #here u go #maybe they're out doing mission together