#YES YES YEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSS

[sallowgauntsupremacy]

Yes.....

Yeeeessss..............

YEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Let's talk about canonical Sebastian

For some reason Sebastian got a reputation of another dark Slytherin who's obsessed with power. Many added him to ✨the Slytherins✨ list. Although in fact he's nothing like Draco, Snape and especially Voldemort. So let's forget about fanons where he's obsessive and possessive and remember some FACTS about him. All based on his behaviour in the game.

He's a brilliant student. Professor Weasley and Scribner both said it. And teachers don't usually praise you for nothing;

He's the BIGGEST NERD in Hogwarts. "What I do with every book. Read it." Had me. He also mentioned his parents tought him to love books. Dude goes to the restricted section not to become another dark lord, but because curiosity in his nature;

He's loyal and protective. I don't even beed to comment on this one;

He is full of youthful maximalism. Which is completely normal at the age of 15. That's why he thinks he knows better than anyone else and hates ALL the goblins just because one cursed his sister (as he thinks);

He expects everything from his beloved. But just because he would do everything for them too. Like risk his life and soul to safe your life? So he doesn't use people, he just thinks it's normal;

He's understanding and supporting. Yes, part of him saw mc as someone who can save his sister. But he only mentioned it once or twice. Beside of that he saw them as partners. When mc said they can't tell him their secret, he understood. He didn't push or try to trick them into telling him. But when they decided to share he was nothing but supportive (although he didn't understand a thing);

Again, he's like super smart. Reading books isn't enough. He actually taught himself the unforgivables and could decrypt Slytherin's book;

He has a healthy self-esteem. He knows his worth and don't have a need to prove something to someone. You can see it in his reaction when he lost in the duel. He doesn't shout about how cool he is (cough Leander cough);

He knows exactly what he wants from life and does everything to get it. Like a good Slytherin he is;

He's not even violent. You heard him screaming? Me neither (expect this one time with Solomon but oh well). Usually he just says he needs some time to think and calm down. He's very mature (If not for his maximalism, but it'll pass). At least more mature than any grown up I know. He only called mc "arrogant", but never screamed or bit anyone.

That's just a few things I could think of! Sebastian is not only cocky boy, who would kill anyone to protect his family. He's a kind, decent person, who only tried to help. What happened was Solomon's fault and not Sebastian's. He was only a child, after all. It was Solomon's job to protect and support them. And he failed.

[belgianeyes]

Prince Harry will make visits to Singapore and Sydney in early June, on behalf of @Sentebale and @InvictusSydney

Kensington Palace 

HRH will firstly visit Singapore to play in the Sentebale Royal Salute Polo Cup, raising funds & awareness for his charity @Sentebale

In Sydney, Prince Harry will attend events to celebrate the city's hosting of the 2018 #InvictusGames

[hannobehrens]

FERRUCCI’S GONE

[sad-ghost-of-garbage]

She told you B she told you. Smh, 😂. But.... YEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSS

This ^^^^^^^^ just all of this! Yes

All the Things She Said

Pairing: Bruce Wayne x F!Reader

Warnings: Spoilers, crime mentions, injury mentions

Word Count: 1091

A/N: Here’s part 15 of Convenience! Thank you to everyone who commented on and reblogged the other parts, it really means a lot. This is a side blog so I can’t reply to comments but know that I read them all! Here’s the song this is named after. Anyway, I hope you like it!

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Y/N was losing her mind. She was seconds away from putting her foot through the living room TV, or maybe throwing it out of the window, or maybe setting something on fire.

For once she had done what Bruce asked. After she filled Alfred in on everything that happened, and assured him for the twentieth time that she was okay, she ate pretty much all the sandwich foods in the kitchen. She put the news on the TV in the living room and was almost dropping to sleep when the Riddler started live-streaming. Everything was going fine until the last riddle. Coulson refused to answer and the timer started ticking down and Bruce was standing too close.

Alfred had to physically restrain her as she tried to get to the garage to get the car. Eventually he managed to talk her down by telling her if the Batman was dead, it would be all over the news, and if they had unmasked him, that would also be all over the news. But it was not, so Bruce was probably fine and her storming down to the police station would let everyone know exactly who the Batman was.

The call went to voicemail again and she threw her phone on the sofa before going to leave the room; if she spent any longer in there she thought she just might set it on fire.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Alfred called after her.

“To bed!” She yelled back, already at the foot of the stairs.

She walked straight past her room and pushed Bruce’s door open. She practically ripped her dress off before throwing it across the room. She pulled the baggiest jumper she could find out of his wardrobe and curled up on his side of the bed.

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Bruce really needed to start listening to Y/N. He almost laughed at the irony, knowing she never listened to him. He was going to need some serious painkillers. Getting blown up and flying into a bridge in the same night was not one of his all time favourite experiences. He winced as he pulled off the suit. He hoped the fact that Y/N was not waiting for him meant that she was actually getting some sleep.

When the elevator doors opened, he could hear the TV playing in the living room and made a beeline for it.

Alfred looked up when he appeared in the doorway. “Oh good, you’re not dead then. You might want to let Y/N know, I honestly thought she was going to throw the TV out of the window after I stopped her from storming down to the station to get you herself.”

Bruce sighed. “Where is she?”

“She’s in your room. You really scared her this time.”

Bruce did not miss Alfred’s scolding tone. But he just nodded and walked to the stairs. Each step jolted up his spine, reminding him that she had every right to be mad at him. He ignored one of the only things she told him; do not stand too close. His door was ajar and he gently pushed it open. She was lying on top of the covers on his side of the bed, wearing one of his jumpers.

He tried to imagine what life might have been like for the pair of them. Maybe her parents were right. Maybe they would have ended up together, married for real. He could see himself coming home from a normal day at work and finding her waiting for him with a smile, waiting to tell him about her day over dinner at the right time of day. He could see her sitting in front of the fireplace wearing only one of his jumpers, telling him about the amazing things she would be building for an actual engineering and design firm.

She caught sight of him in the doorway and almost jumped out of bed. She crossed the room and hovered in front of him; her hands not quite sure where would be a safe place to touch him.

“I’m fine.” He opened his arms for her. To be safe, she wrapped hers tentatively around his neck and buried her face into his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her and rested his cheek against the top of her head. “I’m sorry. You were right about the bomb.”

“Ironically, I’m not glad about that.” She muttered into is neck. “I also saw that you decided to jump off the police station roof. How did that go?”

“The wing suit worked, if that’s what you mean. I just need to practice the landing part.”

She laughed softly before pulling back to look at him. “You sure you’re okay?”

He smiled. “Promise.”

“God, then I’ve got all this nervous energy for nothing. I feel like I could run laps.”

“I can think of a better way to get rid of it.” His smile got wider.

He thought the way she scrunched her eyebrows together in confusion was adorable. He kicked the door shut behind him and sat down on the bed. He pulled her with him, shifting her until she was straddling his thighs.

“Oh.” She realised what he meant. She could not stop the laugh that escaped at her obliviousness. It turned into a smile when he joined in. She adjusted her legs and wrapped an arm around his neck. Her other hand brushed his messy hair out of his face.

“You look good in my jumper.” He looked up at her and moved a hand under the jumper, his thumb rubbing circles on the bare skin of her hip.

She smiled at him before leaning down and connecting their lips. His hand under the jumper ran up her side as he pulled her closer with the other on the back of her head.

There was something different about this kiss compared to the way he normally kissed her. It was soft, lacking the usual desperation. There was an edge to it, deeper feelings that neither of them were quite ready to voice yet.

Part 16 (coming soon)

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Yes yes yeeeeeeeeesssssssssssss finish it Christmas Clexa is one of the actual best

Untitled Christmas Short

Jingle bell, jingle bell

Jingle bell rock

Jingle bells swing

And jingle bells ring

Snowing and blowing

Up bushels of fun

Now the jingle hop

Has begun

No. 

Not again. 

There was only so much she could take. 

Lexa huffed, burrowing further into her pillows and tried to ease her white knuckled grip on her book. 

Two weeks. 

Two weeks since her neighbor moved in. Two weeks since the dreadful music started playing. Nothing but old carols and a few newer songs; Mariah Carey’s ‘All I Want For Christmas Is You’ still ringing in her ears after listening to it through the thin walls on repeat for an hour while trying to finish last minute paperwork. 

The first night had been fine, only one or two songs playing at a low volume before being turned off. But now, as the special day deemed as Christmas loomed closer and closer, the music grew and grew and grew. 

It wasn’t that Lexa hated Christmas…

Jingle bell, jingle bell

Jingle bell rock

Jingle bells chime

In jingle bell time

Dancing and prancing

In Jingle Bell Square

In the frosty air

She hated Christmas. 

The bright multicolored lights. The dying trees sitting in the corners of cozy living rooms filled to the brim with mismatched ornaments. The stockings. The wreaths hanging from lamp posts all around the city. Carolers strolling through the park with smiles much too bright they could probably melt the snow sticking to the sidewalks. Men dressed up as Santa at each corner she turned. The stores packed with crazy last minute shoppers. 

None of it appealed to her. 

Christmas didn’t appeal to her. 

*****

I’ve had this on my computer forever, and even though Christmas is technically over with I kind of want to finish it. Thoughts?