#boy is down BAD

[lorelaiblair]

percy jackson, mind wiped by a goddess, doesn’t remember a single thing about his life before “annabeth! how can i find annabeth?!”

percy jackson, slowly regaining his memory but facing a potential war “annabeth and i could live here, go to college and make a life together here!”

percy jackson finding out that the greeks are coming to camp jupiter and it could start a war between the two groups “i get to see annabeth!!”

percy jackson, the world could literally be ending “i don’t care, as long as annabeth is safe”

perseus jackson, at the doors of death, literally half dead and about to face another horror, fight another war “i might have kids one day with annabeth!!!!! that is so awesome!!!”

[janesurlife]

The new cafeteria of Rafa Nadal Academy looks like this:

oh I forgot to add I have this picture (albeit small) in my bedroom

[jeonbunnie]

just finished crying my eyes out to love is gone & why do i lowkey want oc to have a major glow up, run into jungkook months later & him realizing he made the biggest mistake of his life like i want him to grovel so bad for her just so he feels a little bit of what she felt … omg 😭

I can totally see it 😌

He runs into you six months later, and the realization hits him like a truck. He fucked up.

You're out with your friends sitting at the bar, looking hot as fuck in tight little number he'd love to peel off you if your were still his. But you're not. And the only person he has to blame for that is him.

And maybe he's had a few drinks, but all he can think about is how pretty you look. Your skin is glowing, and your smile is brighter than he's ever seen, radiant like the sun. Suddenly, it hits him that this smile is not for him. That you'd smile might never be his again, and he's desperate.

He'd do anything to have that kind of sunshine in his life again.

“(Y/n)?”

It's not even a choice to call your name. It just happens. And yeah, maybe he's a little drunk, and if he were sober, he'd have the decency to leave you alone, but he just can't.

One minute, you're locking eyes; the next, he's chasing after you in the crowd, asking you to wait, to just hear me out.

You don't stop for even a second. It's not until you're out of the club and halfway down the street that Jeongguk even manages to catch your jacket and bring you to a pause.

“(Y/n), please. Just wait—"

"What? What do you want, Jeongguk? What could you possibly want with me now?"

Jeongguk wants so much he doesn't know where to start. He tried to apologize, to tell you it was a mistake. He was so, so stupid to think he could ever live without you.

It's been a couple of months since Jeongguk left your bed and walked out of your life. The moment he left your side, he regretted it. And with every step he took away from you, the feeling of dread only got stronger.

He tried to brush it off, tried to reason it out. Things were still fresh; of course, he'd still feel an emotional connection to you. It would pass. Right?

Except it didn't. That empty, hollow, missing feeling didn't go away.

Not when he moved out. Not when he got his own empty, lonely apartment. Not even when Jeongguk tried dating again. Because no one he dated could compare to you.

That ache for you stayed. Always.

He wanted to tell you all of this, but he can't tell by the look on your face that he only has a couple of minutes—hell—seconds before you turn around and leave him behind. This time for good.

So Jeon Jeongguk kneeled, his knees pressing into the hard concrete beneath him. It was gravelly, and he could feel wet spots sink into his jeans from when it rained outside earlier, but he couldn't find it in himself to care about the mess.

All he cared about was you.

Jeongguk begs. "Please. Please give me another chance."

"What? You broke up with me, remember?" You moved to pull away, but Jeongguk held your hand, anything to keep you near.

"It was a mistake. Ending us was a mistake."

"Jeongguk… you're drunk. You won't even mean this in the morning."

"I mean it! I mean it."

I regret it every day." Jeongguk leaned forward, nuzzling his cheek against your thighs. Maybe it's a little pathetic, but he can't help himself; he needs to be close to you in any way he can. "Can't we just start over?"

"Jeongguk…"

Jeongguk looked up at you then, his nose red and his lashes wet with tears. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

He means it; he really does. Jeongguks hasn't been more sorry about anything in his life.

"If you give me another chance, I won't ever let you go again. Say yes. Please?"

Please, please, please?

[here-for-a-good-time-hopefully]

James ‘how would you kill me darling’ Potter and Regulus ‘with my bare hands’ Black are gonna be the death of me

[massivewaffle]

PAC COSPLAY WHEN FIT HITS 3K SUBS BAHAHHA

[dozier-tozierkaspbrak]

images of mike wheeler that live in my mind 24/7

[softquietsteadylove]

For the Thenamesh Dressage AU:

Olympia gets spooked bei something and out of fear she runs away. Gil sees her running away and searches for her!

Thena paced the front patio of the club's main building. She had been pacing all afternoon, watching the grey clouds roll in steadily. It had been hours she had been out here.

Olympia had been in the fields when apparently she had gotten spooked by something and jumped the fence. She had run off at full speed, only witnessed by a few of the club staff present at the time.

Gilgamesh had gone after her.

Of course he had, though. Not just as a caretaker for the horses, but because he was like that. He cared about every single horse in his stable, and she had no doubt that he would have gone after any of the horses had they escaped.

Thena fidgeted with the sleeves of her turtleneck, clacking her boots on the wooden deck. A storm was coming in, and if they had thunder and lightning to worry about, it was even less likely they would find Olympia without injury or incident. She was about two seconds away from stealing Ikaris' steed Achilles and riding him out to find her.

Not that the club would let that happen. Not only would Ikaris kill her, but there were certain expectations of her as their champion rider, and one of those expectations was definitely not to go rogue and ride out into a thunderstorm and get herself killed.

How was Gil going to wrangle a spooked horse all by himself?

He was strong--obviously. But would just 'being strong' be enough to pull the stubborn mare back from a panic attack? What if she was truly scared? She was a kicker, and if Gil was in the wrong position at the wrong time...

Thena shuddered. No, certainly not; Gilgamesh was a trained and accomplished caretaker. He knew how to approach and handle a spooked horse. He was probably on his way back with Olympia right now!

She had been telling herself that for the last hour and a half straight.

"They'll be all right," she muttered, mostly to herself. Every since she had found Gilgamesh talking to her horse that day in the stables, she had taken up the habit for herself. She could see why he did it; it felt somewhat calming to voice her thoughts. "They'll be fine."

"Thena?"

She just sighed as Sersi walked up the club steps to her side. "They're not back yet."

The veterinarian nodded, offering a supportive pat on the shoulder, "I heard about the incident. I'm sure they'll be back any time now."

Thena gave her a tight lipped nod. Obviously Sersi was able to read the anxiety off of her. "I...I hate to think they're-"

"Oh!"

Thena looked up. Somehow, Sersi was right; on the far side of the ring, a bright spot of white emerged from the treeline. Olympia was clearly covered in branches and other evidence of her sprint. Gilgamesh was guiding her back with a makeshift lead looped around her neck. He looked exhausted.

Sersi blinked as Thena took off from the deck in a run.

The closer she got, the more she could see that Olympia had obviously fallen at some point, her right side positively caked with mud. Gilgamesh didn't seem much better off, also covered in sticks and pine needles and leaves. He had a few smears of dirt on him and some light looking scratches and cuts along his skin.

He smiled at her.

"Hey," he greeted with a heavy wave, "don't worry, she's not hurt. I-"

Thena threw herself forward, pressing her face in, "thank goodness."

Gilgamesh froze, not moving an inch with her arms wrapped around him, pinning his arms to his sides. "Uh... "

Thena released him, not thinking about it in the slightest as she turned on her horse, "what were you thinking, young lady!"

Olympia ducked her head and looked away from her, a vague look of shame settling over her long features. She huffed.

"You could have gotten hurt!" Thena continued to scold her impulsive mare, taking the rope from Gil's hand and leading Olympia back to the stables. "And that's nothing to say of putting poor Gil through this!"

"Really, I-"

"You are in big trouble, you," Thena grumbled, her steam running out as they made their way back to the stables. Thena laid her head against Olympia's mane, twigs and mud be damned, "do you know how worried I was?"

Olympia blew through her lips, angling her face to somewhat nudge Thena affectionately.

"I know you are," she sighed, petting her horse for the comfort of them both. "Let's get you washed up, you filthy thing. Gilgamesh has done enough for you for one day."

"Thena, really, I-"

Thena continued right into the stables. She walked Olympia right in, ready to hose her right down. Yes, she would get covered in mud and water and horse hair and be disgusting by the end of it. But having her horse back safe and sound was well worth it. "Go on."

Olympia walked into her stall with her head hung low in shame.

"Thena, really," Gil attempted to comfort her again. "She's fine, I'm fine--and we're lucky for it!"

Thena gave him a brief once over, her eyes moving over the mud in his hair and the beginnings of rope burn on his palms. She pressed her hand to his, watching as he flinched from the sting of it. "Hm--go to Ajak and have her tend to those."

"But-"

"Go!" she barked at him. He had that soft, gentle face, though, and her usual temper shook in the face of it. She sighed, "I'll take care of Olympia. You should go take care of yourself."

He gave her a funny kind of smile, which she couldn't entirely read in the moment. "Thanks--for worrying about me, I mean."

Thena blinked as he obeyed her order to go to the club medic to have his injuries tended to. She paused; she had been worried about him, sure. She just didn't know how to feel about him knowing that she had been worried about him.

Olympia whinnied loudly at her rider.

"Sorry, sorry," Thena muttered, stepping into her stall with her to examine her before making a mess of both of them.

[ayoedebiris]

MARIE MOREAU & JORDAN LI GEN V | S01E05, Welcome to the Monster Club

[judoletteflip]

now he had NO REASON to look at her that softly

[sombrewoodlandfairy]

the tortured poets department wallpapers

part 1 | part 2

[spilledkaleidoscope]

unreliable narrator

[acewitch-writes]

The Marauders fandom really underestimates just how fucking weird Remus has the potential to be, especially during his first few years at Hogwarts. He was an only child, and thanks to his Lycanthropy, he was basically raised in isolation. So already, he's severely lacking in social skills, not to mention the mental effects of isolation on a child. He probably had vivid imaginary friends and spent a large chunk of his time daydreaming and reading to soothe the loneliness.

I imagine his school nickname "Loopy" was well-earned. Just imagine how awkward and strange he would have been, this 11 year old only child who has never interacted with another child in his life and whose only friends were his (arguably ALSO weird/quirky) parents, attending school for the first time?

[mushtoons]

🍔

[mozzaremi]

mmmmm i love my wife

bonus aggie harvey as i continue to study him

[amongemeraldclouds]

Down Bad

Theo runs to the Astronomy Tower to confess his feelings for you before it’s too late.

Theodore Nott x f!Reader

Warning: fluff, no use of y/n, kissing. Inspired by the Taylor Swift song with the same title. The first paragraph may sound grim, but I swear this is a fluff piece!

✿ Masterlist | 762 words

Theodore Nott had really screwed up this time. His lungs burned and his heart pounded as he raced towards the Astronomy Tower where he was about to lose the love of his life. If he was too late, you would never know how he felt. Let alone have the future he wanted with you. No, he can’t think that way.

He allowed himself a moment catch his breath when he reached the top of the Astronomy Tower. When he saw you looking out beyond the ledge, his worst fears were confirmed. He ran towards you and grabbed your waist, holding tight as he walked backwards. You yelped in surprise, struggling against your unexpected assailant.

The struggle sends you both toppling down the floor, away from the ledge. You squirmed beneath - oh, Theo. Your breath caught in your throat when you realized he’s on top of you. Salazar, everything about him was so beautiful. You kicked yourself internally, willing your brain to catch up with your heart.

“What in Salazar’s name, Theo! What are you doing?” You seethed, angry and confused. You had been avoiding him for a week since he broke your heart. Picture this: you finally mustered up the courage to confess your feelings for your childhood best friend only to be met by silence - not even rejection, just silence. Like your feelings were not even worth his words. And now he tackles you?

“No, I should be saying that to you. What are you thinking jumping off from the Astronomy Tower? You can’t just leave me before I tell you that I love you too.” His intense gaze burned into you.

You blinked at his words, confused. “Pray tell, dear genius, what does one do at the Astronomy Tower?”

It was his turn to blink back in confusion. He looked off to your side and noticed your telescope and scattered instruments. He was too stunned to speak.

“I was doing our Astronomy homework, you dolt, which you would know about if you weren’t busy skiving off with Mattheo.”

“But Pansy said you’ve been depressed lately and was alone in the Astronomy Tower,” he thought back at the conversation. Sure, you had been down bad for him and because of him this week. You couldn’t even get through quidditch practice without crying and cursing his name.

And yet - “So you just assumed I’m going to throw my life away for you?” You scoffed. “I’ll get over you someday, but I don’t know how you’ll ever get over yourself,” you teased. It was adorable how his cheeks blushed in embarrassment though you hated how quickly your anger faded.

He buried his head into the crook of your neck to hide in shame just like all those times you’ve cuddled together. Your hands wrapped around his shoulders out of habit. “I didn’t know what I was thinking,” he admitted. 

“So there is hope yet for you and your ego,” you mused before your mind snagged on the rest of his words. “Wait, did you tell me you love me?”

He raised his head and looked back at you, “I did. I’m sorry I froze when you confessed your feelings. You deserved better. I’m not good with these things, but for you I will try. I love you. Ti amo così tanto.”

“Well, you already know how I feel,” you deadpanned, trying to channel your teenage petulance despite the warmth blooming in your chest. 

“I don’t get to hear it again?” He asked with a hopeful expression.

“No,” you replied, tilting your head away from him though you couldn’t hide the grin on your face.

“Too bad, I was hoping to kiss you after you said it.”

You looked back at him, returning the challenge, “kiss me and maybe I’ll say it.” 

So he did. Electric bliss shot through you the instant your lips connected. His lips were soft and warm, the taste of cigarettes and mint mingled together as he ran his tongue along your bottom lip. You gasped at the sensation and he took the opportunity to explore your mouth.

There was nothing gentle about the kiss. It was a hundred ‘finally’s melting together into this one euphoric moment. You ran your hands through his hair, needing him closer. Needing more.

The kiss was over way too soon as he propped himself on his elbows to look at you. He saw everything he needed to know in your expressive eyes. Still, he asked, “will you tell me now?”

“No,” you bit back a smile.

“Guess I’ll just have to kiss you more.”

✿ Masterlist

A/N: A literal Down Bad moment with Theo tackling you bahahaha.

[chubbidust]

they do stupid shit when alone