#warderobe* whatever

[autism-corner]

i love seeing trans people in public its so awesome to get joy from knowing the fact that we exist <3

[ellejos]

my year of rest and relaxation without rotting and ravaging

Truth be told seeing a person with healthy habits, an organised life and a graceful personality and suggesting that this lifestyle is easy to accomplish is absolutely misleading, because it's not.

We're watching short videos of morning routines created by patrick batemans. We're reading inspirational prompts and quotes from the safety of our couch. We're scrolling through pinterest creating lists destined to dust on our profiles.

I came to the conclusion that the self improvement movement can be just as toxic as self destruction and there is a high risk for developing a depression and/or OCD (failing your goals and ambitions can push you into a downward spiral of rotting and ravaging).

» visualise activites for your relaxation

take a piece of paper and write down what is relaxing for you personally without being to critical towards yourself. If someone tells you journaling is relaxing it doesn't mean it has to be for you. Take your time and take notes whenever you are doing something that lightens your mood. If sitting on a bench and watching people is your way of relaxation suit yourself. Do not choose activites only by the appeal towards your desired aesthetic.

» stay true to yourself

Stay true to yourself and don't neglect your own personality. Self improvement is not about becoming a better version of yourself, it's about finding and refecting yourself in this abyss of modern society. Please be kind towards yourself and do not misconstrue self improvement as perfection, because that's definitely not the same. Considering self improvement as a life lesson and experience is a way healthier approach.

» resting ≠ sinning

Having a long and extended nap, as a treat. Binge watching your current favorite tv show, as a treat. Have a cheat meal, as a treat. Go on a spa day, as a treat - you get the point. Please consider that habits are only healthy if they are in balance. Don't restrict and torture yourself if you feel the need to rest. Professional athletes know, that without resting there is no rising.

» It's ok not to be okay, but it's not okay to stay that way

We all have our past, we all have our skeletons. Previous experiences that shaped our personality are like pieces of clothing that are not fitting anymore but you're afraid to throw them away because of the emotional bond. Fun fact, if your warderobe is full, ypu don't have enough room for new garments. If you cannot let go it's time to clean out your clothes. I'm recommending you to seek professional help through a therapist if your past seems overwhelming or if your feeling mentally unease.

» the sixth sense of relaxing

focus on your senses before or after they are stimulated for a long amount of time by letting them relax. Try sensory exercises (for example breathing exercises), focus on something tacticle with your hands, catch the sunrise/sunset, go into a tea shop and smell the herbs, do yoga, drink water, take a bubble bath, listen to asmr or a new album. Whatever is stimulating your senses in a positive way helps to reduce stress.

Bisous!

[cassardim0marvel0harrypotter]

Summary: After a mission of one month the reader and steve finally see each other again and make up for the lost time

Warnings: mention showering together, fingering (smut at the end), fluff

„uhhh", I groaned and slammed my hand down onto the bed table hearing my alarm go off. It was saturday, why the hell did I set myself an alarm?! Oh well I stuck my hand out under the blanket grabbing my phone and rubbing my eyes before looking at the bright screen. UHH- it was only 8am!! I squinted my eyes to read the tiny letters on my screen trying to tell me why my phone woke me up at 8am in the morning. Then it hit me. OF COURSE!! yesss!! Steve! He was gonna be back in a few hours. Omg how I miss him. I quickly jumped out of bed and got into the bathroom, I didn't do makeup just wash my face and put my (h/c) hair up into a messy bun. Then I got over to my warderobe and got myself a compfy but presentable outfit together. Some jeans black panties and bra and a sweater from steve. I left the room walking down to the kitchen to try and get some breakfast down. I hummed while pulling a plate from the shelf and making myself some eggs and bacon (if your vegetarian/vegan then whatever else you like). I sat down next to Wanda who also happend to be eating breakfast right now. „Morning", I yawned. „Morning y/n excited for today", she asked with a knowing smirk dancing across her lips.  I smiled goofily at her and nodded enthusiastically while starting to eat my food.

My thoughts constantly slipped back to my blond haired super soldier. He has been on a long mission the last three weeks and I missed him so much. How he would hold me in his strong arms making me feel safe. The aftershave that always gave him his fresh smell. When he would hug me from behind when we were alone in the kitchen. Yeah well he wasn't big on PDA but when we were alone he was like a big strong teddy bear. I needed to stop before I was gonna drool over just the thought of him.

I put my dishes away after I finished and went to my room to change into some work out clothing. Because even today he was gonna come back I still needed to train with Nat like I promised her. I brushes my hair again before putting it in a high ponytail, grabbing my water bottle and heading down to the gym.

After an hour and several meetings with the mats on the floor Nat had mercy on me. „You should shower before he comes. Or lets say I know you want to shower before he comes.", she winked knowingly at me. „Yeah I should do that. Thanks Nat. Have fun", I whispered the last part looking knowingly at the brunette other super soldier on our team, making Nat flush a light pink and hit my arm playfully whispering: „Thanks." I just shrugged taking my bottle and emptying it half way. Then I headed out the gym door.

I hummed a little as I skipped back to my room. It was already 11 am. Steve was gonna be here at any moment now, I thought, making me do a little happy dance. Just as I was about to climb the stair up to floor where most bedrooms were, I heard the elevator bing. Looking up I saw an injured and very tired mission team come out. I frowned, they were only supposed to find an empty H.Y.D.R.A. base and look exactly trough their lab. I put my hand over my mouth in shock as I saw Steve. He had a black eye, bandages around his left hand and the way he walked showed he had a fractured ankle. I ran toward him wrapping my arms around his stomach from behind being careful not to hurt him any more. He spun around and hugged me close to his chest, breathing in my scent. We stayed like that for a moment just enjoying each other's embrace. Slowly I pulled back a little, just enough to lift my head to look at him. He looked tired out, like he hadn't slept in days. I pulled him down by his neck carefully and connected our lips in a soft but deep kiss. His tongue ghosted over my lips asking for entrance which I granted him. His hand wandered to my wait pulling me even closer while mine went up to his hair running trough his tangled strands pulling him in deeper. Both of us only pulled away when we needed to breath again. Both breathing hard I looked into his closed eyes and put my hand on his cheek, running my thumb over it. He laid his hand on top of mine and nuzzled more into it, looking like he was relaxed the first time in weeks. „Come on lets go to my room then wen can both shower and I can have a look at your hand", I whispered, taking his hand and walking back into the elevator. He stood behind me wrapping his hands around my waist and putting his head on my shoulder while I pressed the button for the right floor.

Once in my room I let go of him and sat him down onto the bed. „I assume the base wasn't empty then?", I asked putting the pieces together. „You could say so", he answered, smiling slightly at me. I took his hand and removed the bondage. He had a nasty scratch on his palm. I had already been stitched a few weeks ago so I left it open for the shower. I took the hem of his shirt making him lift his arms so I could pull it of. He also a few scratches on his toned chest but they weren't deep and also already healing. „Come on", I said reaching out my hand for him helping him up and into the bathroom.

Once in the bathroom I closed the door and helped Steve remove the rest of his clothes, being extra careful with his injured ankle. I put my hands on his chest, ghosting over his muscles, just enjoying the feeling of his toned chest under my fingers again. Having him back here I also relaxed the first time in days. He followed my hands with his eyes until they trailed up my arms to my lips and then my eyes. His hands now also helping me removing my clothes, her firstly lifted my shirt then pulled down my jeans revealing my matching set of underwear. Looking up into his eyes I saw that his pupils were blown wide with lust and a deep growl erupted from his chest letting shivers run down my spine.

Very careful, like I was made of glass, he moved his uninjured hand to my back and undid my bra pulling the straps off my shoulders and letting it join the other clothed on the floor. While his eyes softened a little and he took one of my hands I used the other to pull my underwear down and step out of then. A blush rose to my cheeks at Steve's intense look, letting his eyes wander up and down my body drinking everything in. When my (e/c) eyes met his he connected our lips in a passionate kiss that turned more and more hungry when I let my tongue swipe across his bottom lip and he let me in. His hands wandered over my body stopping at my ass, squeezing it gently and lifting me up. I wrapped my legs around his strong waist until he set my down on the counter top. He pulled away and his lips ghosted over my forehead. „We should still take that shower", I breathed out and felt him nod.

He picked me up with ease again and walked to the shower turning it on, letting the warm water wash over both of our sweaty bodies. He set my to the ground carefully and I turned around taking a bit of shampoo and then turned again to lift my hands to his scalp. I washed his hair completely, sometimes scratching his scalp with my nails making him groan again. God that sound was sexy. I mean everything about him was sexy. The way he walked, when he was angry god when his jaw clenched and when his hands made fists. Oh his hands with his long thick fingers could do so much for you. Steve had never really fingered you.

You and Steve were only together 3 months and he was pretty shy about sex. So besides the basic sex, him tongue fucking you (one of the best things ever btw.) and you giving him a blowjob, you hadn't really done anything. And the last time you did something was 4 weeks ago and you were arching, thinking all these dirty thoughts while in the shower with him.

You bit your lip at the thoughts and your pussy clenched around nothing. Steve took some of the body soap and began cleaning himself, rinsing of and then giving you a questioning look making you smile and nod. So he also cleaned you being careful not to touch you to long on you private parts making you silently giggle to yourself at what a shy gentleman he was. He looked up at you, hearing you giggling slightly and furrowed his brows in question. You met his eyes and bit your lip and then slowly so slowly you put your hands over his, which were currently resting on your hips, and pulled them up over your stomach to your breasts. He closed his eyes and moaned quietly at the feeling of you completely at his mercy and he gently but firmly began to massage your boobs. He rubbed his thumb over your nipple causing it to harden and making you bite your lip again to suppress a moan. He leaned over your ear: „I want to hear your little sounds. They're so sexy and they're all for me."

With that you let the soft moans escape and put your hands on his shoulders. He leaned down and ever so careful took a nipple into his hot mouth sucking on it lightly making a louder moan erupt from you. He smirked against your skin enjoying the sound you made but he wanted more from them, wanted to pleasure you in any way possible in any way YOU wanted. „What do you want me to do Y/n?" Your cheeks flushed a little at the thought of exposing your secret fantasies to him. „I-I want you to... to fuck me with your fingers...", you whispered only loud enough so he could hear. He rose a eyebrow at that he had no idea that thought turned you on so much but he would do anything for you and he wanted to know more about your fantasies. „Tell me more tell me exactly what you want me to do", his tone was more like a growl from deep within his chest, turning you on even more. „I... I want your fingers inside of me. Oh god your big strong thick fingers." „Fuck", Steve whispered at hearing you say things like that.

He kissed you again hard this time and sloppy. Then slowly trailing his uninjured hand down to your heat, he rubbed a finger through your already slick folds. „Oh sweetheart you're already so wet for me. So good.", he praised making you whimper. He pressed his thumb to your clit rubbing slow circles on it. You cried out at the sudden pleasure you were receiving and moved your hands so they were tangled in his blonde hair. Then he pushed a finger inside you. You moaned loudly at that and clawed harder at his hair. „Steve...please", you didn't even know what exactly you were pleading for but you wanted more needed mire of him. The next time he pulled out he shoved a second finger inside.

Steve admired your face while he finger fucked you. Your eyes closed, your head tilted back in pleasure and your mouth open with sound escaping that could have him cumming on the spot. He moved his face into your neck and left little kisses sucks and love bites there. Steve loved marking you. He wasn't big on PDA but he loved to show other people you were his and that you would on purpose wear clothing in which you could clearly see the marks he left. He secretly fell only more in love with you for that. That you so proud showed the other who you belonged to and were never ashamed or hesitant when someone asked who your boyfriend was.

The pleasure Steve gave you with every stoke of his fingers hat a knot tying in your stomach and you knew you weren't gonna last long anymore with the pleasure he gave you. „Stevee", you breathlessly moaned out, „I'm - I'm gonna.." You couldn't finish your sentence as Steve added a third finger and increased the pressure on your clit making the knot snap, moaned out his name in a high pitched voice over and over again. He continued moving his fingers making your bliss last longer until you were completely tired out. He slowly pulled his fingers out making you moan at the empty feeling and pushed then his mouth just as you opened your eyes to see it. „Fuck you taste good. Next time I gotta completely taste you." He tilted your head up further and kissed you, pushing his tongue into your mouth so you could taste yourself.

You stayed in the shower for a while cleaning up completely. He got out first grabbing two towels and drying himself of while giving you the other one. You grabbed yourself some panties and one of Steves t-shirts helping him put on a new bandage over his hand and then leading him to the bed, deciding that you were just gonna cuddle the rest of the day.

You laid on your back, pulling him with you so his head laid on your chest. Both his arms were rapped around your waist protectively while both your hands were in his hair playing with his blonde strands. You bent down and pressed your lips to his crown then laid back relaxing against the mattress while he was starting to drift of to the sound of your heartbeat knowing you were safe and the comfort of your hands in his hair. He sighed happily mumbling: „I love you y/n." - „I love you too Steve", you answered smiling. You closed your eyes and fell asleep to the soft sound of his calm breathing, falling into a peaceful slumber.

[futurewriter2000]

Farewell Revenge - pt. 9

A/N: The reader and James give me sorts of Rachel and Ross vibes on this gif cuz like.... look 🥺 Anyways I need magnesium and protein because my whole body muscles are in so much pain from the workout. This is getting so good but so slow it’s making me so frustrated. 

XX

Sirius was watching you from the other side of the couch. You were crouched in the opposite corner, holding a pencil and scribbling into paper as you read from the book in front. 

He pretended to read the magazine but his eyes continued to peek from it, watching you with anxiety. He lowered the magazine and licked his lips. “I hooked up with Poppy from Hufflepuff.” he blurted out, lowering the magazine on his nose and watching you with wide eyes.

Both you and Remus looked up and exchanged glances. “Uh...” you shrugged and put the pencil on the parchment. “Good for you?” you looked back at Remus, who only snorted and got back to his own parchment, scribbling down with his pen. 

Sirius continued to watch you, observe every movement. 

You watched him perplexed. You didn’t know why he told you that, nor why was he staring at you so creeply. Giving him an awkward smile, you grabbed back the pencil and focused on your paper. 

Sirius put up back the magazine, his eyes occasionaly lurking from the top of it. He watched you and he had no bloody idea why he was doing that. He just liked seeing you with your hair tightly wrapped in a bun and your lower lip bitten by your front two teeth. 

“That’s hot.” he seemed to blurt out, realizing what he had done and quickly burrying into a magazine. “Really hot.” he tried to play along, smiling into the magazine as there was something worth saying the word ‘hot’ for. 

You looked up and found him grinning into the magazine. With a roll of your eyes, you brushed it off and focused back on it. 

Remus on the other hand kept his eyes suspiciously on Sirius, throwing his pencil between his fingers as he bit the inner cheek. He wanted to say something- something to confirm his suspicion but the view of his other collegue took his breath away. 

“Been looking for you lot.” he beamed and went to your side, kissing your cheek. “How are you, Love?” he pressed his forehead on the side of yours and wrapped his arms around you. 

“I’m fin-” you stopped, taking a closer look at your boyfriend. “What’s this?” you laughed, touching his neatly combed hair as he made his way to the couch, sitting next to you and having a nasty wave of sweet, cheap cologne enter your nostrills. 

Sirius let out a caugh, the scent getting caught in his throat. “Bloody hell, mate. What in the Godric’s hat did you put on yourself?” 

“You not fancy it?” he smirked, trying to slick back his hair. 

“Oh, God. No.” you let out a giggle, putting away the books and the paper as you approached him. “You look like- I- this isn’t you, James.” you dug your hand into his hair and finding it stuck in there. “Did you put gel in it?” you continued to laugh, pulling out your hand. 

“I thought it might look sexy. Try some new things.” he started to lose his confidence, slicking down his hair again. 

“Become a mailman?” Remus teased and James shot him a glare. 

“Please take a shower, Prongs.”

“I did take a shower!” James started to get a bit more snappy and you knew something wasn’t right. 

You forced your nostrills to get used to the horrible sweet scent of the cologne and you gently dragged the tips of your nails along his hair to his ear. “If you like it, I like it.” you smiled, finding him smiling back but finding that smile quite faint. 

You let out a shudder and rubbed your arms. “Oh, it’s sort of cold here. Do you mind I go get one of your sweaters?” 

“Yeah, sure.” he stood up and took a hold of your hand, taking you to his dorm with him. 

Sirius eyes kept tracking you; up the stairs and around the corner. His eyes lingered a bit more on the ghost of you. 

Remus, however, kept his track of focus on someone as well. Sirius. He cleared his throat and leaned back. “Why didn’t you give her the sweater?” he asked casually. 

Sirius’ head snapped to his friend and looked down on his black sweater. “Uh- why... why would I give her my sweater?” he tried to laugh but Remus could see right through him. 

“I dunno.” he shrgged, hiding the fact that he saw Sirius grabbing his sweater as soon as you shuddered next to James. He was prepared to give you his sweater. Why? - “But it was probably an excuse to go snog in our dorm.” Remus continued and Sirius scoffed, trying to ignore the fact his heart wasn’t really pleased with that image in his head.

“They’re together. As long as they don’t do anything on my bed-”

“Who’s that girl James is with?” another voice popped next to Sirius and both boys looked at the red-head who plopped herself on the sofa next to them. 

“(y/n)?” Remus quirked an eyebrow. Why does he suddenly feel like this is about to get ten times more interesting. 

“She’s his girlfriend.” Sirius quirked an eyebrow as well, smiling enough to keep the bitter tone hidden. 

The red-head, Lily, sinked into the cushons with a frown on her lips. “Oh..” she said.

“Didn’t think he’d chase after you forever, did you love?” Sirius grinned, teasing her a bit.

“What?!” she was completely baffled, too loud of a reply, to big of a lie to follow. “I was never interested in him in the first place!” she stood up, crossing her arms as both Remus and Sirius shared the same amused shimmer in their eyes. “They won’t last anyway.” she finished and stormed away.

Sirius looked at Remus, Remus back at Sirius and both of their grins spread wider. “How the tables have turned.” Sirius laughed and Remus followed. 

“Reckon she’ll try something to break them apart?”

“Who? (y/n) and James?” Sirius asked, a truer smile to the idea appearing on his lips.  “She wouldn’t dare. She’d prove the opposite of what she wanted everybody to know.” 

“Which is?”

“That she had fancied James all this time.” 

---

You closed the door behind you as he walked to the warderobe, surfing for a sweater. 

“You didn’t spray them with the cologne too, did you?” you joked as he pulled one out and started walking to you. 

He wanted to say something, smiling to your little tease but couldn’t help to hug his stomach and look away. Why did he feel like this? Why didn’t he feel confident anymore? What happened? Why was he so vulnrable? Why was he so afraid to be him again?

“Hey...” you put your hand on his cheek and tried to catch his eyes. When you finally did, you asked. “What’s wrong?” 

“N-nothing’s wrong. What would ever be wrong?” he put his hand on top of yours and smiled wider. 

“James.” you let your fingertips wander into his slick hair. “This isn’t you?” 

He pulled away from you angrily and snapped. “Then what is?!” He seemed to get all this agression come out as if he was holding it inside for so long. All he felt was that he wasn’t good enough. He didn’t know what was making him so upset but he did know that whatever it was it was because you and Sirius spent too much time together. “Do you want to break up?!” he screamed out, his eyebrows drawing together and twitching a bit as the sadness covered his eyes. 

You felt your breath got caught up in your throat. You were speechless, so you shook your head in denial instead. 

“I just tried to be clean and... and maybe iron my shirt for you but it’s just not good enough! Is it? I’m just not perfect, am I (y/n)! Well guess what! NOBODY IS PERFECT THE WAY IT IS!!!!”

“What are you talking about?” you contiued to speak weakly, eyes watering until they were full. 

Something was stuck in your throat, maybe that same breath that you kept inside for so long. But it suffocated you and it didn’t let you think properly, breathe nor speak. 

When he met you, he saw you as this head-strong girl who could punch anybody without regret and stand up for herself. What did he see now? A girl who was afraid to speak, ask anything that would try to solve this problem. A Ravenclaw? Ravenclaw where? Where is your wit now when you need it? 

He saw the tears stream down your cheek but you quickly burshed them off, pretended that they were never there. You looked away, crossed your arms over your chest and stepped away. 

You were distancing yourself from him.

That hurt. 

“No, no.” he spoke swiftly and soft. He tried to approach you fast and cautiously but you kept the blockage on. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” he hugged you with his strong arms, pressing your head to his chest. “I shouldn’t have shouted.” he hushed into your ear but you didn’t take that. 

No, you weren’t that girl. 

So you pushed him away... harshly. “No, you shouldn’t! I only asked what was wrong!” You tried to give as powerful of a voice as you could. He stood there, guilty. “You want to break up, huh?!!!” you screamed at him furiously, tears streaming down his face.

“NO!” 

“Then why would you ask me that?! Why on Earth would you ask me that?! You-” you grabbed the pillow and threw it at him. Then grabbed the sweater and threw it at him as well. “Fuck you and your sweater!” it all kept pouring, like a storm without control... without any common sense or logic, only hurt and emotions. 

“(y/n), please.”

“Why would you say that?! Why would you ask me that!”

And at this point you knew it wasn’t really about him snapping at you as he did, nor the question that he asked you. It was the way he made you feel. Helpless, weak... You had felt that lack of strenght all you life and all you could see was his face. Not James’ face. His. His face with the dark scruffy beard, white strands among the black, both in his hair and and his beard. Him, shouting at you with the devil in his eyes, him telling the that you are worthless, unintelligent little whore that he would disown as soon as you turn the legal age. Him, the monster disguised as a man, making you feel small and insignificant.

That was who you saw. You’re not weak. Nobody will ever make you weak again. 

“(Y/n)-”

“Do you want to break up? Because if you’re going to snap at me, then help-”you started to growl, gritting your teeth as you seethed the next words. 

“YES!!” he cut you off and your whole anger fell from the face of the earth. “YES! I WANT TO BREAK UP!” he exploded and as much as you tried to cover it up, your lower lip trembled as somebody just ripped your heart from your chest. “Because why would I want to be with someone who is in love with somebody else!! Huh?!”

“What?!” 

“Aren’t you?!”

“NO!”

“So, you’re telling me that when you run off with my best friend into the woods, you don’t snog behind my back! I see the way he looks at you!”

“Is that what this is about? Sirius?!” 

“Who else?!”

“Sirius and I are just friends. I thought you’d want that.” 

“Yeah but friends don’t sneak up and ditch school together, do they?”

This became more amusing to you and you couldn’t keep the smile hidden for long. “You’re jealous?” you let out a small laugh as he rolled his eyes and scoffed. 

“No. I just-”

“You’re jealous.” you grinned and started chuckling, walking up to him and shaking your head. He pursed his lips together and turned away. He didn’t resist when you came close, neither when you put your hands around his neck. “James.” you spoke sweetly, tickling the back of his nect with the tips of your nails.

His head turned to you, his expressions still stern and furious. 

“Sirius and I are just friend.” you put your hand on his cheek as his expression softened. “You don’t have to be jealous of us. We insult each other all the time. We talk about you, we talk about his love interests, he tells me a few Marauders stories, about your parents and sometimes we just fall asleep.” you felt his hands on the sides of your hips, rubbing up and down as you stepped on your toes and leaned your forehead on his. “If anything, Sirius talked me into realizing just how much in love I am with you.” you rubbed the tip of your nose against his, moving away so your eyes could lock together. 

His lips softened into a smile and he widened his eyes. “What?” 

“I love you, James Fleamont Potter.” you confessed and his smile only grew bigger. 

“You could have left the middle name out but I love you too, (y/n)(y/l/n).” he pressed his lips onto yours and lifted you off the ground, spinning you in circles as his arms strengthened around you. 

He placed you on the ground, hearing your adorable giggles left your lips. Pulling away, you let your hand ruffle his hair just a bit before you said. “And I love your natural hair- not this.” you continued to ruffle his hair as he chuckled and helped you ruffle his hair back into the mess it was before. 

“Really? I think I’m quite rocking the look.” he dragged the front hair to his forehead and smiled. “What do you think? Should I add the chains and the leather? Maybe an underline?”

“Do whatever you want, Love.” you wrapped your arms around him, giving him a soft peck on the lips. “Just get rid of cologne and I’ll be happy.” 

[tree-of-blue-squirrel]

Kamino

Kamino: Favorite SW actor(s)/actress(es)

Favourite actress is an even split between Keira Knightley and Natalie Portman, because when I was a child i believed they were the same woman and never connected anything until fairly recently (give or take 4 years. i´m 21). Every movie with either of them ? same actress to my unknowing brain, which i hillarious

also, let´s be real, no one can top Padme in warderobe size AND badassery AND sass, which is a goal I aspire to

I also have favourite actor, who is of course Ewan McGregor, because I kept listening to Tango de Roxanne from Moulin Rouge long since before I even knew what the Star War was and even some time after without connecting the two characters as the same actor AND I cannot imagine Star Wars memes without McGregor!Obi-wan Kenobi

also, sea otters

Bonus: whoever/whatever dubbed R2D2. I love that droid to bits (programmer joke).

[reb-but-fitter]

20/06/21

Homemade protein treats are 💯💯💯

Wanted to eat everything in sight today for whatever reason (probably self sabotage, pork has been making me feel sick lately, and despite making the decision to not eat pork just yesterday, I gave in today (instead of sticking with my chicken), felt like I was gonna throw up for hours, and wanted to *punish* myself I guess?? Idk).

We have a lot of sweets at home right now, but I haven't touched them the whole week they've been here

Was really craving a viscount and kept going back to asking myself if I should grab one 👀

Instead I made myself cinnamon danish protein cookies with a salted caramel glazing and mint chocolate protein cookies with a hazelnut spread topping and mmmmmmmmmMMMMmmMmMmM

600 for the whole lot calorie wise and I am HERE FOR IT (did I mention they are no-bake too??? Ready in 5 minutes and they are sO DARN GOOD)

Super tasty, but I can never eat a lot of them because there is no continuous craving (due to no sugar) and they satisfy my sweet tooth almost instantaneously. I'm not sure why, but it absolutely broke my heart today. I just wanted to keep eating but my body kept sayin "nah fam, we good" 😭😭😭

Skating wise I have had a lot of people compliment me (shout out to the two girls calling me beautiful earlier today, you melted my heart ♡♡♡) and I'm getting pretty good!!!

My family (literally everyone present) has also made some comments about a specific part of me that apparently has been poppin' lately and bOY WAS IT UNCOMFORTABLE

My plan for the remainder of the month is to basically perfect single foot backwards uhhhh zigzags??? Side to sides?? I should really learn the names :D just wanna be able to switch directions without doing crossovers/jumps

Gonna also start incorporating my arms and emotion into the skating more.

I want to be able to take on a curve at a fast speed and then balance back out on the same foot consistently and also improve balance on my left foot (ironically my right was my most unstable one, but I've pretty much aced it and neglected the (now) weaker one).

I can easily do crossovers backwards immediately after switching directions, so the only things left to do are perfecting my balance (mostly going from outer to normal/ inner to normal wheel???), doing jumps (not gonna try on skates just yet, want to magically lose a bit of weight so my protective gear fits) and flexibiliy (I can switch directions and immegiately hold a ~100⁰ angle with my left leg up (right down), while staking backwards and also changing direction ever so slightly). I could do this with my left leg down too, but I've rotated my wheels earlier today, so apparently that's not one of my abilities anymore :D)

Soooo yeah. I've been neglecting proper workouts lately, and instead spent like 3-4h a day rollerskating but that has to change right about now :( The plan is to dedicate most time to basically maxing flexibility of my legs and arms in all directions and getting those jumps in, huh

I don't want to watch my intake. It's looking like I'll have to pay closer attention to it now than I have done since I've started this blog but eh, I guess it has to be done. At a good pace it will take me half a year to lose 13kg of fat, but eh

I guess I need to remember my motivations. I want to spin faster. I want to jump higher. I want my joints to not be burdened by my current excess weight. I want my old protective gear to fit me the way it did when it was bought. In fact I want my whole warderobe to fit me as intended 👀👀👀 I've been slacking and actually gained a few kg :D it's minor, but my favourite dresses don't fit me right now 👀 appparently I'm carrying 6 bricks I don't need.

Please give me strength. I strongly dislike dieting 😭I don't even know what I'd change. Portion sizes, probably, but I don't wanna 😭

Alright, end of rant/cry for help

Feeling sleepy and I'm up in 5 hours for this new plan :) wiiiiiish me luuuuuuck ♡

[nintenndogs]

the urge to change up my warderobe because another one of us picked out our clothesss :( and i dont liek emm :(((

Yenbi gets to pick out cute skirts and dresses and i just wanna wear whatever i pick up first:(

monday i get to pick out the outfits thought heheheh, we all agree on the first outfit. tuesday is meh outfit day! gonna wear meh littleel gremlin outfits hehehe

but yenbi making us wear a preppy skirt and blouse :p weree gonna be stuck looking like were from the 1800s, YUCK

>:( maybe i can convice yenbi to switch it up, me and tubbo have simlar tastes, i think it will work out hehehe >:) 

[nisestylez]

40+ Chic Classy Nail Art Ideas

In the sea of ideas for decorating and upgrading nails, its more and more hard for ladies to make choices. Workers in the salons have become true masters in their work because they make a real little masterpiece on women’s hands. There is a lot of ideas, and in our gallery you will see some of the ideas that this week were very interested and did not leave us indifferent.

Whether you prefer long or short nails, they must first of all be tidy. And then should be colored. If you do not have a lot of time and you’re in a hurry, use a simple nail polish and get out, but do not leave hands careless. You may believe that you do not have time for that, that you are more than that, but really you will feel more secure if you put nail polish. If you feel better, you will have more confidence. And if you have confidence, it’s easy to get everything that you want.

Very femine manicure, the color is gentle and the diamond glow makes it very luxurious.

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Almond shape for nails is still the absolute hit, especially among the younger generation. Since entered on the big door in the world of manicure, its popularity has not diminished. Whether the nails are shorter or longer, with this shape will be extremely modern. The oval and square fingernails are superfluous because they are classic in the world of manicure. With this form there is no mistake, you only have to choose the shape that best suits your fingers and the shape of the nail plate.

If you upgrade nails every month, for at least a week make a break between two upgrades. And during this time, treat your nails with protective and nutritious creams. In this way, regardless of constant filing, it will remain strong and health.

Keratin is an integral part of hair and nails. If your body produces more keratin, your nails will be healthier and stronger. Hair too. Milk is one of the most important foods for strong hair and nails. Because of the lack of iron, your nails may be brittle. Milk is rich in calcium, proteins, vitamin D and biotin, and will greatly contribute to your nails and hair. Eggs also contain biotin and iron, so also consume them. Carrot and pumpkin are rich in vitamin A. Foods rich in vitamin A will make nails less dry . Hydration is very important. Drink lot of water, thanks to water nutrients from these foods are transferred to the nail and hair follicles.

Green leafy vegetables contain vitamins A and C. Eat cloves and spinach. Vitamin C helps absorption of iron in the body. Vitamin A accelerates hair growth, and vitamin C is good for the health of the skin of head.

As you can see, our lifestyle, the food we enter, physical activity, greatly affect the health of our entire body, and so hair and nails. Eat healthy, drink plenty of water and do sports – your body will be grateful to you. This will also affect your exterior. Enjoy each day and love yourself.

Spring manicure, very delicate details like flowering branches are very pleased.

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If you want to be sexy and desirable, this manicure is the right choice. No one will remain indifferent.

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Metallic-colored nails broke the monotony of the French manicure.

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Earth tones like brown and beige have not been out of fashion for years. They are popular, trendy and easy to combine with wardrobe and makeup.

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With such short nails you will do all the activities very easily.

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Monochrome matte manicure looks very rich thanks to numerous golden rings.

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And short nails can be remarkably sharpened. There is almost no warderobe with which this manicure will not go well.

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Ladies with style will not bypass this manicure.

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One of the most famous brands of nail polish is Zoya. These lacquers do not contain formaldehyde, formaldehyde wafer, dibutyl phthalate, camphor and toluene.

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Zoya nail polishes do not contain harmful substances and pregnant women can freely use them.

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One more example of how effective jewelry affects the visual experience of manicure.

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Almond shaped nails are very sensual and provocative. Combine different styles in painting, freely combine classic French manicure with metallic shades, zircons and Indian patterns.

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If you are a fan and Glisten & Glow you have no reason to worry. This brand offers everything from nail polishes, to balms for cuticle, nail and hand care products. They have a wide range of quality products that you can see on their site.

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The shine and rhinestones enriches everything so the manicure. If you are indecisive and do not know which pattern to draw on your nails, simply sprinkle the jewels and it will be quite enough.

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Flower details are especially popular during spring and summer.

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Blue and pink combinations can be performed in various ways, childish, gentle but also very classical and feminine.

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If you do not have time to color your nails every third evening, choose a gel nail polish that varies in UV lamps and lasts up to three weeks.

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The black and white combination is evergreen in every aspect of fashion.

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Beige tones stand well to everybody, and they are very gentle. Thanks to them, hands look very nurtured.

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Here’s another sophisticated way to combine black and white.

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Manicure with marble effect has gained many fans among the members of the more beautiful sex.

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Complete the glamorous look of red matte nails with an effective gold ring.

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Gold tones and rhinestones look very luxurious and powerful with whatever color to combine.

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Very gentle, almost imperceptible ombre. Its popularity is the same today as the first time when appeared.

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Golden nails are a modern solution for a luxurious manicure. This color is synonym for wealth and luxury. It leaves no one indifferent. The golden color looks very nice in autumn and winter months, but be free to take it whenever you want to look elegant.

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Black is a temperamental shade that will highlight your individualism.

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Dots are the old all-knowing way to decorate your nails.

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Gentle colors that spill over into each other. Very skillfully made manicure with effective pattern.

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The white polish is sensational and chic. When you are saturated with strong and pastel shades, choose white color.

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Neon colors emphasize tanned skin and stand nicely on any length of nail.

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You can get metallic manicures in many ways. You can choose between the nail polish in these colors, and some metallic nail films.

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You can get a very elegant manicure with a combination of different shades of one color.

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In order not to be a monotone, this manicure is complemented with the same color just glossy at the base of the nail.

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A modern version of the French manicure. Two shades do not have a clear passage and gray color is used instead of white on top.

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The lace on the nails looks very elegant but in combination with this dark red color look and very extravagant.

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If you marry, choose manicure like this, for example. The lace was created for brides.

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Extravagant green with extravagant rhinestones. For the best effect, combine matte and glossy shades.

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The world of fashion will never be oversaturated of shine, jewels and the color of gold.

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French manicure is always a popular and good choice for every occasion.

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The combination of nude shades and gold colors looks a bit exotic.

Geometry always finds places in fashion. Lines, triangles, squares can all be placed on a nail.

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The manicure for the most important day of life can look like this.

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The dark lines and geometric shapes made this slightly boring manicure more effective.

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Violet color with diamond gloss is a common choice of ladies of all age groups.

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Another matte manicure that has been made more effective thanks to effective rings. Hmmmm or vice versa?

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https://nicestyles.ca/art/nail-art/40-chic-classy-nail-art-ideas/

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shift till 3am o7

[futurewriter2000]

Keeping You

A/N: It’s hard you guys putting an idea ike this in one fic. Do you know how many ideas pop in my head. Like I wanna make it angsty, I wanna make it so you’ll tear up and cry but I can’t do that because well....too much series already. Lmao. This has been in my drafts for far too long. Time to woosh it out.

REQUEST:Can u do one we’re the reader is James’s younger sister and has a thing with regulus black so regulus x reader. If u do regulus

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James Potter. Who was that exactly? The Gryffindor, the house Quidditch Chaser, the Head Boy, the popular boy, the smart student, the favorite. He was everything people wanted him to be. 

And who were you? You were the complete opposite. 

The younger sibling, the other Potter, the black sheep, the outcast, the Slytherin, the trouble... It wasn’t that you were all of this because you simply had to. No. You were those things because you chose to be. 

All eleven years  you had to grow up in this house, you had to keep up with your older brother. What he did, you had to do as well. What he became, you had to become that as well but you never wanted to. A rebel since little feet, you couldn’t be pressured into being someone you weren’t comfortable being. They wanted you to be James. They wanted you to be just like their precious first-born but it felt wrong for you. It felt like you were pushed in a costume that was uptight, shoes that were untied and too big. It felt horrible so everything you and your mother always did was fight; Why can’t you be like your older brother!? Why are you making everything harder than already is?! How can James do it?! 

Neverending. That’s what it was. You hated your home life just because of your older brother.The older you got, the more distant you became to your own parents and your big brother. You and James never got along because he couldn’t stand someone who stood up for the wrong things he had done. But you couldn’t let him get away with it. You couldn’t always have your mother breathing behind your neck, watching you to slip and seeing your older brother do just that and get away with it. 

But no matter what, he was still the favorite.

That’s why you fell in love with the only person who understood that. Regulus Black, he was counted as the favorite but he told you many times, mother always talks about Sirius. Always. Perhaps in a bad way, perhaps she burnt his face from the family tree but then again, he was still her first-born. A mother can never forget the first breath she gave. Never, that’s why no matter how she told him that he’s better than his brother and that he’s the only sane one in the family, he still knew if Sirius came running back, which would never be the case, she would take him and if he was in Sirius shoes, she would tell him to walk away and learn his mistakes. She was always more strict with Regulus and that’s what lead to the only difference the two of you had. He obeyed and you didn’t. 

Through all that facade he put on, he was just as angry as you. Holding it in, bottling it up... it wasn’t healthy. Both of you had it but you only showed it to each other. That’s what made everything work. Trust.

You felt yourself wake up from a peaceful, deep sleep. You woke up to the warmth of his body pressed against your back, his heavy yet gentle arms wrapped around you and his lips pressed on your chest. He felt you move and turn around to face him. He woke up but didn’t open his eyes yet because his brain was still trying to get in touch of his surroundings. 

Your hand reached to his cheekbone and you let your fintertips wander on it. He was so beautiful. His hair fell above his shoulder-- this dark brown colour, silky and wavy that showed a shade of hickory on the sunlight. They could be completely black most of the times but in the mornings, on the sunlight they show their brown pigment. They were contrast to his eyes that were light olive, reflecting a hurricane and each time he opened his eyes, they made you wonder just how those eyes could exist. 

“I love mornings with you.” he observed your face feautres, especially your smile. “I’d wake up to this every morning till death and not once get used to it.”

Your fingers ran through his hair, your lips sealed yet stil spread in a wonderful smile and sometimes that was all the two of you needed. Just each other and it was enough to be happy.

“I don’t want us to hide anymore.” you said quietly meanwhile your thumb traced his lower lip. “I gave you a year but I don’t think I can make it more.” you looked up at those fern eyes but they didn’t change. They didn’t. They still observed you with his adoration for you. 

“Are you scared?” he smiled and put his hand over yours, taking it from his cheek and kissing it. 

“Not anymore.” you replied. “You?”

“I have no reason to be.”

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Meanwhile in the dorm of four, there was a different way of waking up. 

“Pads?!” James shouted as he ran from the bathroom but the boy sprawled on the bed didn’t budge. James grabbed the pillow from his way to the warderobe and threw it at the pack of black hair. “Padfoot!” 

“Aonsojdnsoeiurhgepifd.” Sirius groaned in the pillow. “No.”

“Wake up! We’ll be late.” James was now already in hsi pants and unironed shirt. 

“I wanna sleep.”

“You’ll sleep when you’ll be dead now get your lazy arse up and stop being a twat.” he was already tying his tie around his neck and at no sound from his best friend, he grabbed Remus’ trumpet from Remus trumpet case and blew it in Sirius’ ear.

“FUCK YOU!” Sirius jumped awake, grabbing the pillow and throwing it at James, who laughed at his reaction. Sirius grabbed everything in his reach, kept throwing it at James who jumped out of the way, put the trumpet in it’s right place and grabbed Sirius’ clothes.

“Here, mate.” he threw it his way, running back to the mirror and messying his hair. 

“You fucking suck.” Sirius pulled on his pants, later his shirt and then his robe. He looked around for his tie and didn’t even bother to tight it up his neck, just let it hang loose. “See. Two bloody minutes.” he slammed his arms against his body. 

“You look like shit but I’ll take it.” James winked and ran through the door.

“Likeawise.” Sirius dragged his feet through the door, yawning and stretching all the way until his first class. 

He plopped himself on the chair, realizing he didn’t even bother to take his school supplies with him. “Oh, fuck.” he let his head fall on his arms.

“I got you, mate.” James duplicated his school supplies with his magic. 

“Thanks.” Sirius didn’t budge from his position, groaning from the lack of sleep. 

Remus turned around in his chair, Peter as well, both looking at them. James looked at their grin, the kind that leaded into teasing and making fun of them and that was exactly what Remus intended to do.

“Heard the two of you will be practically family.” he started and Peter snickered beside him. 

Sirius and James exchanged almost identical looks, both quirking their left eyebrow at Remus as the curiousity began to dig deeper. “What do you mean?” 

“Your sister,” Remus nodded at James.

“And your brother,” continued Peter, nodding at Sirius.

“Are together.” Remus finished and James just watched, Sirius was nothing different. 

Silence. 

“You’re mad.” Sirius smiled and leaned back on the chair. “Nice one but you can’t mess with us, Moony.” 

Remus rolled his eyes, looking at James who was just staring at the emptiness of existance. 

“My sister wouldn’t date Regulus Black?” James asked himself but everybody seem to hear him. “He’s- he’s-”

“He’s what?” Sirius sat upstraight and looked at James. 

“Well, he’s not her type.” James began to confuse himself even more.

“What do you mean?!” scoffed Sirius. “Not her type.” he mocked.

“I mean- she- I- no.” he looked at Remus. “No. You’re messing with us.”

Remus rolled his eyes once again. “Whatever the two of you say but don’t say I didn’t told you.”

But it was true. As much as James didn’t want to believe it, he saw you and him together. His arm around you, his lips against yours- close- too close.

And he couldn’t figure out what has gotten into him that made him so furious. It’s not that the two of you got along that great. Of course, both of you had good moments when both of you were kids. How he took care of you, had to drag you everywhere with his friends-

Maybe that was it. James realized he took care of you all his life, even if he didn’t want to, he still did. You weren’t easy to handle but you were still his little sister and whatever has been saying about Regulus Black wasn’t really making James joyous about the two of you dating. 

“Heard you became a birdie.” he appeared next to you, walking your slow pace with ease. “A love birdie indeed.” he continued but you could feel him clenching his jaw. 

“Yes, so?”

“So, are the two of you serious?” he asked, trying to hide his inner emotions.

“Yes, so?”

“So, no.” he continued to walk but you stopped. He stopped as well, walking to you. “What are you thinking, (y/n)? Regulus Black?! Are you bloody mad!” 

“What’s wrong with Regulus?” you asked calmly, yet a bit irritated.

“Everything. He’s a Black for once.”

“Isn’t your best friends, who we spent summer with, a Black?”

“That’s different and you know it!” 

“No, I really don’t.”

“Sirius had a fucked up life back home, especially with his mother-”

“Well, he can join the club.” you retorted and pushed past him but he stopped you.

“Mom doesn’t hate you, (y/n).” he spoke more calmly. “Your relationship with mom can’t even compare to the one with Sirius and his mom. You know it. I know you do and she loves you, and dad adores you and I care for you but going behind their back and dating Regulus-”

“Regulus isn’t a monster, James.”

“But he can be one.”

“He won’t.”

“How can you be so sure?” 

“Because I know him in a way nobody else does. Just like you know Sirius in the way nobody else does.” you sat on the bench and threw your bag on the ground. “He makes me so happy, James. You don’t even know just how much happy I am with him and at times I just want to hug everybody when I come from him.” you smiled up at him and he sat behind you.

“So let me guess... a year?” he looked at you and you nodded. “I knew something was different around you when you started to actually be nice to me and to mum, dad even Sirius but why does it have to be him? From all of the wizards?”

“Because if it was any other wizard, I wouldn’t be the person I am today. And he made me this.” you put your hand on James’ hand and smiled. “He is amazing James, he truly is.”

“Even if he is, I won’t let him slip in that easy.” he raised his finger and you rolled your eyes. “Just...be careful with him.”

“Since when are you a caring older brother?” you let go of him and started walking away.

“Don’t do anything stupid!”

“Can’t do anything more stupid than you haven’t done!”

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You jumped through the corridor and made your way to the dungeons. Stomping on the stairs with a wide beam and a few giggles here and there, you entered your boyfriends dorm and jumped on his back. He let go of the book and not even turning around before you kissed him all over his face. 

He laughed at your action, laying on his back and holding your cheeks. “What has gotten into you?” 

“You and me, Regulus Black, are going to make hella cute babies.” you joked and he laughed. 

“Oh will we now?” 

“Mhm.” you nodded, all skittish. 

“So, I reckon you talked to James?”

“I did.”

“And he’s okay with it?”

“He is.”

“And you’re parents?”

“Don’t worry about my parents. If they accepted your brother, they’ll accept you too.”

He continued to look at you with gentle eyes, just smiling and taking in everything he ever loved. He kissed your forehead softly and hugged you tight. “We’ll get through this, right?”

“You and me? There’s no doubt I’m keeping you.”

[futurewriter2000]

Red and gold (James Potter x reader)

A/N:The title has like no connection to this imagine, but I just needed a title, so I just put something from the imagine in, just so that I have a title. 

Summary: Bubbly Hufflepuff reader x James Potter, where they get in a fight because the reader has different plans for the summer, than James...idk

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“James, James, James, James!” you yelled as you were running down The Great Hall. You were so excited to tell him the big news, you were practically running around the tables. You noticed him sitting and laughing with the other marauders so you quickly walked over there. “James.” you threw your arms around his neck and giggled.

“Hello, love. ” he said calmly, kissing your cheek.

“I have the most wonderful news.” you chirped and sat next to him.

“Well don’t just sit there. Tell us.” said Sirius.

“You know how obsessed I am with travelling right?” you bubbled. “And you remember how I always wanted to go to Africa?”

“Get to the point will you..” interrupted Sirius impatiently, rolling his eyes.

“Well my dad payed for the whole trip to Africa for the whole summer!” you bursted out, getting back up on your feet.

“Thats amazing, (Y/n)! ” said Remus smiling at you.

“Meh.”continued Sirius.

"I thought your family didn’t have a lot of money for the trip?” asked Peter.

“Well yes it was expensive but my dad started saving and he never told me about it because it was suposed to be a surprise but today he sent me a letter and OH MY GOD THIS IS SO AMAZING!” you babbled out confusing everybody around. And although everybody was so happy for you, there was one person, who haven’t said a word.

“You are going away for the whole summer?” asked James seriously.You smiled at him, but the smile immediatelly disappeared as he was clearly not too happy about this. “I thought we are supposed to spend this summer together (Y/n).” his eyes filled with confusion and anger.

“Well, yeah James. But this is a big deal for me. You know how long I wanted to go to Africa.” you tried to explain but he just ignored your words.

“Yeah whatever.” he said getting up from the table and bolting out.

You ran after him . “James!” you yelled through the corridors, following him up to the Fat Lady’s portret. “James, would you stop for a moment.”

“No.” he snapped at you. He turned around, glowered at you from head to toe and ran a hand through his messy black hair.

You saw him fuming over this. ‘But why is he so upset by it’, you wondered. “You will still have Sirius and you will have a great summer with him.” you tried to point out the positive facts.

“What I wanted was a great summer with my girlfriend and my best friend! I planned out everything and then you ruin it with your trip to stupid Africa!” he yelled at you.

You took few steps backs. “ You think my dreams are stupid?” you asked him.

“No! Of course not I just …I just..” he stuttered, still confused if he was either angry or sad, or just both.

“You what James?" 

"Is Africa really more important then our summer before the last year in Hogwarts?” he asked quietly.

“Wow. Just wow James. ” you scoffed at him. 

“What?!”

“You are so selfish! So selfish and self-observed little prat! Do you know how long I waited for this opportunity?! Do you know how long?! Have you ever listened to any word I said to you…clearly not.” you said and started walking backwards. “Bye James.” 

“Oh come on (Y/n). Don’t be like that! ”

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Three days, 17 hours and 33 minutes have passed since your fight with James. 34 minutes. God you already missed him so much. His touch, his smile, his eyes, his messy black hair. Everything. But how can he not understand your dreams. Going to Africa….it was your dream since you were a kid. Travelling around and seeing the world. How can he not understand this.

‘Don’t be like what? Be happy that I am going to Africa for the summer, which my dad paid for with everything he had.’ you laid on your back and started staring at the ceiling. ‘How can he not understand it! I thought he understood how much I want to see the world. And Africa would be a great way to start.’ you turned back on your left side and looked up to your nightstand. There was a picture of you and James back in third year, wrestling for the last piece of chocolate. You chuckled as you remembered that day like it was yesterday. ‘But is it really worth it? Is it really just his fault. I mean we did plan the whole summer together. The lake, the adventures we would have… I guess I would be angry too.’

��Why are you talking to yourself?” interrupted your roomate, who was appereantly standing there the whole time.

“Wait? You heard that?” you asked her. You thought you were saying that in your head.

“That boy is driving you crazy and it’s your fault.” she said, sitting next to you.

“My fault? How is it my fault?” you asked, turning away from her.

“Because you are being too stubborn and you are avoiding him. Just talk to the guy. Hear him out?” she said, patting you on the shoulder.

“No.” you mumbled and burried yourself under the covers.. 

“You have to get out of bed.” said (y/f/n) annoyed.

“I don’t want to.” you huffed under your pillows.

“You have to face him sooner or later.”

“Well I am a coward so shut up.” She pulled the covers off of you and splashed you with freezing water. You jumped out of your bed, soaking wet and shaking from the cold.  “Bloody hell (y/f/n)!” you yelled at her.

“Here. Now you can finally take a shower. ” she said and left the room.

“That woman is going to make me lose my mind.” you mumbled under your breath.

You ran into the bathroom and took a hot shower. You looked around the room and put on some fresh clothes. Suddenly your stomach made a huge growl. ‘Well I should probably get some dinner.’ you said putting on your high Hufflepuff socks, shorts and the first sweater you found in your warderobe. After you threw the sweater on, a big wave of James’ cologne washed over you. You looked down on the red and gold sweater.It was a Gryiffindor sweater, James’ sweater. You sighed as you didn’t want to take it off, but you also couldn’t wear it to the dinner. 'Maybe I’ll just go to the kitchen.’ you thought to yourself and left your dorm. You suddenly stopped when you came down to the common room. Few candles were lit up and two plates were set on the table, paired with two glasses. James was standing in the middle of the room, his eyes set on his sweater you were wearing. “ Red and gold always were your colour. “ he smirked at you.

“James.” you said in a surprise.

 His face straightned up immediatelly after hearing you say his name. “(Y/n).”

You didn’t know what you were thinking. The whole rage you held towards him disappeared and you ran into his arms, throwing your hands around him and almost knocking him down. He tightly hugged you by your waist and lift you up. “I am so so sorry.” he appoogised, burrying his face in your neck.

“I am so so sorry too.” you said back gripping him even tighter.

“I love you (y/n).”

You let go of him quickly. That was the first time he ever said that. You looked at him shocked, but  he was calm, which made you even more shocked.

“You-”

“I love you (Y/n). I love you (y/n)(y/l/n) and I will always love you. Even when you come back from your trip from Africa I will love you.” he smiled at you and took your hands, which were hidden from the long sleeves of the sweater. “I know travelling is your dream and I don’t want to stand between them.I am sorry I acted like a selfish, self-observed prat. I was angry and I-i…”

A tear rolled down your cheek and a big smile appeared on your face..“I love you too James Potter.” You reached up and pulled him down to you, and the rest of his words were lost against your mouth. He kissed you gently, carefully, but it wasn’t gentleness you wanted. You knotted your fists in his shirt, pulling him harder against yourself. He groaned softly and pulled away. You looked up to him as a small grinn appeared on his lips. “What?” you asked him.

“ Well don’t stop on my account.” said Sirius, coming out of the shadow. 

You looked at James, whose grinn was growing wider. “You brought Sirius with you?”

“I needed moral support.” he replied and kissed your forehead.

“Yeah. You should have seen him practicing his speech in the mirror.” teased Sirius and started eating popcorn from the table. He layed on the couch and put his feet on the table. “So? What movie are we watching?” he asked, throwing popcorn in the air, but failing to catcht it.

You chuckled and looked up at his hazel eyes. “So are you going to bring your Moral support everywhere when you are with me?”  you said seductively, grabbing James’ arm and pulling him towards you.

“Well…not everywhere…” he smirked, putting his hands on your waist.

“Oh come on!” yelled Sirius from the couch. 

“Sorry Pads. I had enough of moral support for now.” said James, not removing his eye contact with you. You turned around and started pulling James towards your dorm. 

“I’ll be just here! With my popcorn then!” yelled Sirius from the cauch. “I need to get myself a Hufflepuff.” he sighed, throwing another popcorn in the air.