Breakfast | Jace Herondale
Jace Herondale Masterlist
Word Count: 1k
Genre: Domestic fluff
Pairing(s): Reader x Jace Herondale, (mentioned) Magnus Bane x Alec Lightwood
Summary: Your morning are normally all over the place. But there is one constant thing. Or perhaps you should say person.
Warning: Food, kissing, possibly some cursing.
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|PICTURES ARE NOT MINE|
The bed was nice and comfortable this particular morning. A little too comfortable. But you don’t think that was because of the bed.
A hand was rubbing up and down your back. Soothing you and relaxing your posture. You don’t think you could’ve cared if a demon had burst through the door at that very moment.
“I was wondering when you would finally wake up.” The blonde said
“The beds comfortable.” You replied in a whisper
“You mean my bed is comfortable.”
You looked around the room in confusion. Sure enough you were in Jaces room.
Your brain scanned for memories of last night.
“What happened?” You asked turning around to face him.
Jace was propped up on his elbow, his face in his palm as he looked down on you.
“We nearly got killed by a demon. We got back to the institute and ordered some dinner, you crashed after dinner. Typical night.” Jace shrugged
You nodded, half awake. A yawn left your mouth.
“So,” you began, “what’s for breakfast?”
Jace smiled, an easy, soft smile. Not like the sharp sarcastic ones he often gave others. These smiles were reserved for only when it was the two of you.
“Well, Alec’s at the old warlocks, Izzy went out with fangs, and Clary’s at the abandoned police station, meeting with some werewolves. Something apparently happened last weekend that we needed to be bothered about so Clary went to check it out. So we could order in or-”
“Should we have sent someone with her?” You asked
“Her dads there of course. Besides, Clary can hold her own.”
You hummed in agreement, Clary might be small but she is one feisty girl. Especially when you beat her at a board game while drunk.
Jace cleared his throat teasingly, “As I was saying we could order something or I could make something.”
You raised your eyebrows, “You can cook?”
“And bake.” Jace added, seemingly not at all offended by his partner's words.
“Since when?”
“Since forever. My father wanted me to be very diverse in my skills, that includes culinary arts.” He stopped for a moment, “And how to sing the entire abc’s in fifteen seconds.”
You were going to comment on that but Jace sat up, and you closed your mouth.
“Shall we?” He held out his hand for you
You chuckled and took his hand, “I suppose we shall.”
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The kitchen was reasonably enormous. With the amount of rooms the institute held it only made for the kitchen to be such an extended space.
Jace let go of your hand and went over the fridge.
When you saw him eyeing the leftovers you spoke up, “I thought you were supposed to be showing off your excellent chef skills.”
Jace looked towards, amused, “I am, but that doesn’t mean I can’t think about lunch in the process.”
You rolled your eyes but smiled nonetheless.
Jace looked at the fridge, deep in the thought, then he grinned.
You raised your eyebrows, “What’s that look?”
Jace looked at you, “What look?”
You point at him, “That one. It makes me nervous.”
He smirked, “I make you nervous?”
“Wha- You know what I mean.” You said
His smirk didn’t fade, “Of course I do.”
You watched him as he walked to the cabinets and began searching through them.
He glanced back at you, “Make yourself comfortable, darling. Perfection takes time.”
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You lost track of the time. You mostly talked to Jace while he worked. Jace was a good multi-tasker. He told you some old stories (some you were sure he made up) as he continued his work.
Like fighting, Jace moved smoothly throughout the kitchen. Never knocking anything over, or burning himself, or stopping to make sure he had added the right thing into the pan. You were a little jealous.
“Go sit at the table.” Jace said
Twenty minutes later he brought over a tray of food. You felt a bit like royalty in that moment.
The food looked amazing, you had believed him when he said he could cook and bake but you were very pleasantly surprised.
If it looked amazing, it certainly smelled even better.
The tray was full of the kind of food you’d see in a movie. There was a mixture of fruits, fluffy pancakes, a little cup full of syrup, another of chocolate chips. It even had a little cup full of your favorite candy. There was chocolate syrup in another cup.
Jace leaned over you with a whipped cream can in hand and made a little swirl on top of your pancakes. He gave you a kiss on the cheek as well.
You looked up at him, jaw dropped. He only smirked in return, validated by your expression.
“Wow, Jace, this is…amazing.” You said for a lack of a better word.
“I told you.” He said
He took a couple of the mixed fruits from your plate and popped them into his mouth.
You raised an eyebrow at him, but he only took another, keeping eye contact with you the entire time.
“Now,” He pushed the tray towards you, “try it so you can tell me more about how jaw dropping I am.”
“I did not say jaw dropping.” You said
His smirk was still ever so present, “You didn’t have to, darling.”
You cast one more glare towards him before adding what you wanted to your pancakes and taking a bite.
It was really good.
You couldn’t help but moan in delight.
“I take it I am as good as I know I am.” Jace said
“I admit, this is really fantastic.” You said
“Fantastic, hm? I like that.” He said, “Since I made it I suppose it’s only fair if I try it, right?”
You shrugged, he had made a lot of food.
You expected him to take the fork and dig into the pancakes, not to pull you into his lap and kiss you.
He swallowed your gasp of surprise, passionately kissing you until you couldn’t remember the taste of the food.
When he pulled back, you were confused.
He looked at you in thought before saying, “My food is fantastic.”
But the look in his eyes told you he didn’t care at all for the food.
His hands that rested on your hips pulled your lips back to his.
The leftovers from breakfast were put in the fridge for later.
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edited on 05/16/2024
Remus Lupin Masterlist
Word Count: 1.4k
Genre: Fluff | established relationship
Pairing(s): Remus Lupin x Fem!Reader, James x Lily Potter, Marlene McKinnon x Dorcas Meadows, Sirius Black x Male!Unamed!Character, (mentioned) Mary Macdonald x Emmeline Vance, (mentioned) Frank x Alice Longbottom
Summary: You’ve been with Remus since Hogwarts and found out about his furry little secret before the two of you ever got into your romantic relationship. For years you’ve wanted nothing more than to give Remus one gift. This year is finally the year.
Warnings: Remus thinking low of himself (Remus being Remus), mentions of past transformations, cursing, crying (it’s not from something bad)
Characters: The Marauders (all four), Lily, Marlene McKinnon, Dorcas Meadows, Sirius’ boyfriend, and 4 year old Harry Potter
Characters Mentioned: Alice and Frank Longbottom, Regulus Black, Pandora Lestrange, Mary Macdonald, Emmeline Vance, 4 year old Neville Longbottom
Notes:
Voldermort is gone
Peter never betrayed them
They all lived
All characters are in their mid-twenties
Readers mother is a potioneer
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|PICTURES DO NOT BELONG TO ME|
The Potters were well known amongst their loved ones for their famous Christmas Party. James’ parents, even though aging, continued with their parties, and the lot of you attended every year.
After James and Lily got married they started hosting holiday gatherings as well. It was a bit more of an inner circle than what James’ parents did. But you all looked forward to it every year.
“Hold on..I got this!” James assured us as he struggled to open the box in his hand.
Little Harry laughed at his fathers clear struggle, earning a grin from James. Lily looked at James strangely.
“James,” Lily plucked the box from him, “It’s already opened.” Lily opened the box with ease.
A fit of hysterical laughter filled the room.
You were resting on your boyfriend's legs, listening and joining in on conversation as your head rested on his thighs and your hands were intertwined across your stomach.
“Y’know,” Sirius began, “This reminds me of when we won that quidditch match against Ravenclaw and James got drunk as shit-“
“Sirius!” Multiple voices chastised
“Whoops.” Sirius grinned, not even trying to seem guilty. Sirius was spread across a love seat while his boyfriend sat on the floor in front of him.
“I think it’s time for Harry to go to bed.” James said, rushing towards Harry as if Sirius’ swear word would poison his son.
“Not yet, you know he gets fussy when he goes to bed too soon.” Lily stopped her husband
“Yeah, Jamie,” Marlene jokes, “It’s a holiday, let the kid stay up.”
“You’re only saying that because you’ve never had to deal with a fussy baby.” Dorcas pointed out
Marlene snorted, “Of course I have, I used to have to babysit my siblings when my parents went out. I’ve dealt with plenty of fussy babies.” The blonde corrected her wife.
“Thanks for volunteering to take care of Harry, Marls.” James teased as he gently plopped the four year old in Marlene’s lap.
Marlene’s eyes looked as though they were going to pop out of her head as Harry tried to reach for Marlene’s bottle of beer.
“Uh, love, a little help here.” Marlene begged her wife quietly.
“I thought you were used to fussy babies.” Dorcas teased
“I was, but that was a long time ago!” Marlene shrieked as she tried to keep the bottle of alcohol away from the persistent toddler.
“I’ll take him.” Sirius scooped Harry up from Marlene’s lap, “I’m his godfather, I’m amazing when it comes to these types of things.” He said proudly
“You called us crying because Harry got a paper cut.” Lily deadpanned
“It was a bad paper cut!” Sirius exclaimed
“It did look pretty bad.” James agreed quietly with his brother
Sirius grinned, feeling victorious.
Lily sent James a look, “But you did make it seem like Harry was dying.” James said quietly
Sirius gasped and pointed at Lily, “How dare you turn him against me. I thought we were closer than this, prongs.” Sirius feigned hurt, “Moony, Wormy, back me up here.”
“Leave me out of it.” Remus said
“I’m sure you meant well, Sirius.” Peter said in a slight sarcastic voice
“Thank you, wormy.” Sirius chose to ignore Peter's tone.
“I do not understand how you deal with toddlers all the time, Lils. First, you and James, then Alice and Frank.” Marlene commented
“How is Alice and Frank?” Lily asked, suddenly very curious about one of her closest friends.
Marlene shrugged, “Good. Me and Dorcas went over for dinner earlier this week. Their little mutant clinged to my leg the entire time.” The blonde complained.
“It was sweet, he likes you.” Dorcas teased
“Tell that to the slobber left on my good pants.”
“I'm glad to hear that.” Lily said, “I got a letter from Mary yesterday morning as well.”
“How's our sunshine doin?” Sirius asked
“She and Emmeline are traveling right now…she thinks Emmeline is going to propose!” Lily's excitement was obvious.
“About time.” Sirius spoke up, “How long have they been together? Since third year?”
“Sixth year.” Lily corrected
“You’re next, Moony.” Peter said teasingly
“Yeah, Moony, when are you going to pop the question.” Sirius was only joking. All of them knew why Remus hadn’t proposed.
“Just be patient, pads.” Remus jokes
Sirius snorted, “You sound like my little brother. Though he and his blonde friend were a thing, then I found out he’s seeing some muggle from France.”
“Regulus?” Peter questioned
Sirius nodded, “The boys a blonde and everything.” Sirius looked towards Marlene, jokingly.
“Must be hot then.” Marlene jokes.
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Remus had already changed into his pajamas and climbed into bed. He was only waiting for you to come to bed so he could fall asleep.
Meanwhile, you paced in the living room of your shared cottage. You sent occasional glances towards the basket that held the vials of potion your mom had produced for you.
“Love?” Remus called from the stairs
“In here!” You called back, you shuffled your feet in nervousness.
What if he didn’t like it? What if he thought you were trying to fix him? What if it doesn’t work?
Remus peeked his head in the doorway and smiled at you, making your heart melt in love.
“What’cha doin? It’s late.” He walked towards you and stiffened when he saw your uncomfortable posture.
“A-are you okay?” He asked worriedly
You managed a small smile and stepped towards him, straight into his arms and rubbed his back. Mostly to calm yourself.
“I have a present for you.” You whispered
Remus hummed in confusion, he hadn’t heard you, you realize.
“I have a present for you.” You said louder, pulling back from his chest but keeping his arms around his waist as his arms stayed around your shoulders.
His brows furrowed, “Okay?”
You sighed, stepping back and walking towards the basket, “Sit down.” You said
You heard shuffling and the creak of your chair.
Gently, you pulled a single vial from the basket and walked over to him. Without making eye contact you sank to your knees beside him.
He eyed your figure and chuckled nervously, “You’re freaking me out a bit..”
You sighed regretfully, “it’s nothing bad. I promise. It’s just..I’m worried you might not..like it?” You said for lack of better word
Remus smiled softly and squeezed your hand, resting on his thigh reassuringly, “Whatever it is, I’m sure I will love it.”
You smiled back and handed him the vial of potion.
His face contorted back to one of confusion.
“Look at the label.” You said quietly, scanning his face for his reaction.
You watched him turn the bottle over and read the label. Once…twice..three times.
“Is this..” he said with a disbelieving tone
“It’s Wolfsbane. I’ve got plenty of more in the basket over there.” You motioned towards the basket, “My mom made it so it should work perfectly.”
His face didn’t change.
“Rem..” you said in an anxious voice.
“How..why..?” His voice broke
“I know you’ve read about it in the “Daily Prophet” about a hundred times. I asked my mom..I paid for the ingredients and my mom brewed it. For you.”
Remus took in a shaky breath and looked at you with tear-filled eyes, “You shouldn’t have.” He said, holding back tears.
You sat up and wrapped your arms around his shoulder, “I wanted to. I know how much you’ve wanted this..how much you need this. You deserve every last vile and much more.”
Remus let out a sob and buried his head into your chest.
“Thank you, thank you.” He pulled you into his lap, and buried his face into your neck, “I don’t deserve you.”
You whispered sweet things into his ear as he cried. He only continued to hold you tighter.
When pulled back from your neck you cupped his cheeks and wiped his tears from his face.
He continued to mutter words of gratitude as he pulled you into a kiss. The kiss was full of so much adoration and love, as you knew he was trying to express how grateful he was.
“I love you.” He said
“I know, and I love you too.”
As the two of you went to bed that night, wrapped in each other's arms, there was a new feeling, one that you knew Remus could feel too. It was a new sort of understanding between you and your lover, one that you were sure would last the rest of your lives.
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edited on 05/16/2024
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Ever After High
Clary Fairchild Masterlist
Word Count: 581
Genre: Domestic-ish fluff | Action
Pairing(s): Clary Fairchild/Fray x Partner!Reader, Isabelle Lightwood x Simon Lewis, Maia x Bat
Summary: The dark skies of your morning start with demon hunting. Then, you accompany your girlfriend to her friends awful music play.
Warnings; Blood, demons, blades, mentions of anxiety, Simon and his band
Characters: Jorden Kyle, Maia Roberts, Isabelle Lightwood, Clary Fray/Fairchild, Bat
Characters mentioned; Jace Herondale, Alec Lightwood, Magnus Bane
Notes: No specific time frame in the books. Probably set after the book series. But Jordan didn’t die in CoHF.
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|PICTURES ARE NOT MINE|
Clary cursed under her breath in frustration, “Where are these demons coming from?” She slashed angrily at the demon in front of her, cutting off its head and sending it back to its home.
Recently, your dear city of New York has been infested with more demons than usual. Meaning that you and the other shadowhunters were working overtime.
You came up behind Clary to slash at a Demon that was trying to bite her ankle. You turned guarding her back as she guarded yours while another demon came up in front of you. The battle was over quickly with a few cuts and bruises here and there but nothing the two of you couldn’t handle.
“Hopefully Magnus will be able to answer that question soon enough.” You mumble as you draw an iratze on Clary’s forearm. She huffed a strand of her red hair out of her face looking around at the status of the alleyway where the two of you had found a group of raveners. The black blood had been gone from the walls along with the bodies of the demons. Leaving the two of you sweaty and covered in the black blood.
The sky was black and few stars were out. You think you’d like the night a lot better if it wasn’t the only time demons came out.
“I’m sure Jace is having the time of his life.” Clary mumbled, snapping you out of your thoughts.
You smirked, “Yes, and Alec anxiety is off the racks with the amount of demons we’re hunting these days. I’d tell him to take a vacation if we didn’t need him here.”
“I think he’d be a little disappointed to miss all the excitement.” Clary said sarcastically
You nodded your head in agreement, “Shower, then breakfast?” You ask
Clary wrinkled her nose, “Simon and the bland are playing this morning.”
You shivered in mock disgust, “So breakfast, and a couple pairs of ears that need to be bleached.”
Clary nodded, “Pretty much.”
You grabbed her hand to begin your journey towards the institute.
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You’d be lying if you said you were looking forward to the next hour. Sat on a comfortable beige couch in Java Jones with your girlfriend as you wait for Simon and his friends to start playing.
“You sure we can’t bail?” You asked
Clary, freshly showered, and in day clothes, nodded, “I said I'd be here.”
Your mouth thinned
Clary had coffee in front of her as you waited for this ‘show’ to begin. Izzy was sitting at another table, waiting patiently for the band to make their way onto the stage. Maia sat at a different table. Her and Jordan called it quits about a month ago but stayed friends. So she was here with her now boyfriend, Bat, supporting their friends.
You clapped reluctantly when the band piled onto the stage. Jordan and Simon weren’t that bad. The rest of the band though..
“What do you think Magnus would say if he were here?” You asked
Clary shrugged then grinned, “As if Magnus would ever be caught in a place like this.”
You nodded your head in agreement.
“So what do you want to do after this, train some more?” You asked
Clary shrugged, “Let's enjoy this for right now.”
Your face was masked in mock horror, “Sure...enjoy.”
Clary laughed under her breath, giving you a swift kiss on the cheek. You smiled against your will. Perhaps this hour wouldn’t be so bad.
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edited on 05/17/2024
Peeta Mellark Masterlist
Universe: Hunger Games AU, the Hunger Games don’t exist and they just live in a small town that mines coal.
Word Count: 886
Genre: Fluff | love confession | friends to lovers
Pairing(s): Peeta Mellark x Fem!Reader
Summary: Peeta has been your friend for years, but you aren’t close. Which makes him wonder why you chose him of all people to show the wonderous little paradise you found on the outskirts of town.
Warning(s): Food, kind of insinuations to Peeta’s abusive mother.
Note(s):
Friends to Lovers
|PICTURES ARE NOT MINE|
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“Hello, how can I help you?” Peeta’s professional tone is quickly replaced with a genuine smile when he notices it’s you he’s talking to.
You hesitated for a moment, “I was hoping I could show you something…when you aren’t working?” It came out as a question because your mind is suddenly questioning every reason you decided to ask him.
Peeta takes a glance at the space behind him. You see that he catches his fathers eye and the older man comes up to the front.
Peeta whispers something to his father as you observe the bakery. The comforting space was familiar to you as you had been in here as a customer many times. You were silently glad that it was only you and the Mellarks in. But, more specifically you were glad that Peeta’s mother wasn’t in.
When the whispering stopped you turned your head towards Peeta to see him smiling while examining your face.
He drew his eyes away when he noticed he was caught, “Let me put my jacket on, okay?”
You nodded and sat at one of the tables in the bakery.
Peeta wasn’t long, rushing out from behind the counter with a white bag with some of the bakery’s goods.
“I know these are your favorite.” He held them out to you.
You took them in a bit of shock, flattered that he knew that they were your favorite, “Thank you.”
He nodded and then sent a glance at the door. Suddenly remembering why you came, you hopped up from your chair and made your way out the bakeries door. Glancing back a few times to make sure Peeta was following you.
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After a few minutes of walking with pleasant chatter between you and the blonde, you stopped at the wooden fence that surrounded your town.
“It’s beyond the fence?” Peeta’s tone was questioning.
“Yep.” You said, climbing over the fence slower than you normally would, nervous that he would decide to back out.
But Peeta only climbed over the fence and looked at you with eyes full of trust, letting you lead the way.
You suddenly realized how easy it would’ve been to take Peeta anywhere. You could’ve taken him to an active volcano and he would’ve followed you loyally, trusting you with his life.
Your gaze found the opening in the trees that you had discovered not too long ago, and turned towards Peeta, only to find he was looking at you already.
“It’s through the opening right there.” You pointed. Peeta followed your gaze and nodded.
He let you go first before following through. The blonde gazed around the sight of the abandoned train tracks in wonder.
“The forest practically covers every entrance and exit. I’ve yet to find another opening I can easily get through.” You commented.
Peeta grinned at you, “How did you find it?”
You shrugged, “Dumb luck, I suppose. I was spaced out while watching the trees when I caught a glimpse of the tracks.”
“How far does it go?”
“Miles. I haven’t found an end though.”
“Does anybody else know about it?”
“Just us.”
Peeta turned at you, his gaze questioning, “Why did you show it to me?”
You avoided his eyes, “I thought you’d like it.”
“I do like it.” Peeta confirmed, “Why not any of your other friends?”
You kicked a stone you found on the tracks, “I don’t have many friends.”
Peeta shook his head, “I don’t believe that.”
You caught sight of his smile and you couldn’t help but match it. You sat down on the edge of a track, it wasn’t the most comfortable but you preferred it to the ground, “Well it is.”
“How come? You're such an amazing person. I mean, you're smart, kind, thoughtful, and beautiful.” Peeta said
“You’re not too bad yourself.” You opened the bag of the bakery goodies and offered him a bit.
He shook his head and plopped down next to you.
“I showed you because…you’re just…I like your company.” You said.
Peeta nodded, “I like your company too.” After a beat of silence he added, “Also, because..I admire you. I mean, I never would’ve been able to find a place like this.” He motioned to the space around us.
You shook your head, “It was just dumb luck.”
“Maybe. But anyone else wouldn’t have cared for it the way you do. They wouldn’t have seen it the way you do.”
“How do I see it?” You asked quietly
“Peaceful, beautiful, a place that’s so special you’d only show it to a few people.” He gazed at you, speaking in a whisper, “It’s one of the reasons I like you.”
You examined his face to see if you were interpreting his sentence wrong, but when he moved closer to you, your heart fluttered with joy.
“Can I kiss you?” He asked
You nodded so subtle you weren’t sure he noticed until he did kiss you.
His lips were warm, soft, and comforting.
It was a quick but meaningful kiss. He grinned widely before pulling you in for a longer one, his hand coming up to caress your cheek.
“You like me?” You asked after it was over.
“I thought it was obvious.” He laughed, “Do you like me?”
“I thought it was obvious.” You repeated, before kissing him another time.
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Beauxbatons Masterlist
You’re handed your arrow that has been ingraved with your name. You set it up with the bow, pull back, and let it fly. It explodes into the color purple.
While the students politely clap for you, you notice a pin has been placed on the collar of your uniform. In the center is the letter “P” after a moment the letter transforms into a purple butterfly, flapping a few times before detransforming back into it’s original state.
Welcome to Papillionlisse, house of Beauxbatons; Artists, musicians, performers, dancers, writers, storytellers, among many other things.
On your way to the opening of Paillonlisse’s common area, you must travel through the “Grand Art Gallery” many of the live portraits are quite eager to tell you about themselves, who created them, when they were created, what they signify. The floors are wood panneled and the portraits all have golden frames.
The common area of Papilllonlisse is considered to be the most “busy” in decoration. You’ll find lots of baroque ceiling paintings throughout Beauxbatons, but Papillonlisse is the only one to have them in their common area. Their are many art pieces throughout. Talking sculptures and portraits. A couple of pianos. Many windows adorning the walls.
Jace Herondale in a relationship with someone who has anxiety
Jace Herondale Masterlist
Note: A little self-indulgent here because I have diagnosed anxiety
Warnings: Anxiety, crowds, food, among other things.
|PICTURES ARE NOT MINE|
He picked up on it really fast
He might not have realized it was anxiety but he just knew that you were uncomfortable
Jace tries his best to help you
If you feel overwhelmed by a crowd he’s quick to pull the two of you in an alleyway so you calm down
Afraid of speaking? He’s got you
He knows your thoughts and motives so he has no problem communicating your thoughts to someone else
Also has no problem telling someone off or punching them for making you uncomfortable
If your nervous from someone staring at you he steps in between the two of you
Nervous about a fight? He’s never out of your sight
He likes to name the facts or his observations
For example: you think everyone is staring at your outfit while at a restaurant
He catches your eye
“Everyone is here to eat.”
“This place is pretty, they’re admiring the scenery.”
“Did you see the way his eye just twitched?” He’s on a first date with that girl, he’s too busy trying to impress her to notice anything around him. Like how he’s about to spill the water right down his shirt.”
“You don’t know these people. They don’t know you.”
“Even if you were ever to be in the same room again, you wouldn’t recognize each other.”
“You look stunning.”
If it’s too loud in a room and you’re okay with it, he wraps him arms around you and pulls you to his chest so you can listen to his heart beat
Will defend you from anyone
This man would fight to the death for you
Overwhelmed by the amount of work you need to do? He helps you plan it out with plenty of breaks inbetween
Has an endless amount of patience for you
Would sit with you for hours to help you on whatever you’re doing
He’s really good at massages too
If you’re having a headache or you’re stiff he doesn’t mind rubbing your back, shoulders, head, etc.
But he would like one in return
If you’re feeling overstimulated from talking to so many people he’ll find an empty area where you can be alone, or he’ll just take you home
He doesn’t care if it’s an important event you are his #1 priority
He’s subconsciously making sure that you’re eating enough and drinking enough water
He’s probably showed up to your room before with either a nice snack or meal saying how, “You have not eaten.”
He’s your emotional support person when you go out into the wild public
He doesn’t care if you cling to him or follow him around at a social event the entire time, in fact, he enjoys it
if he’s not with you, he’s worried the entire time
Like seriously, he’s acting like a parent
doesn’t like to be away from you if he knows you could be put into a situation where you get anxious (which is a lot)
Big on praising you
He’s good at noticing what your most self-conscious about and he just spends so much time praising it
He has a really nice voice too
Sometimes he just whispers to you while in public events about nonsense just to distract you or to make you smile
Doesn’t give a fuck who sees the two of you (unless it puts you in danger)
If you’re insecure about other people finding him attractive he’d probably make out with you in front of them just to remind you that you’re the only one he cares about
He probably has some anxiety too
He just doesn’t realize it
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Nicola Coughlin as Pomona Sprout
Slytherins
Richard Madden as Alphard Black
HTTYD Masterlist
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Pounding Rain or Pounding Heart?
When on a mission that goes wrong, you get captured by dragon hunters. WC:3.3k
Snoggletog and Snow Wraiths
Dagur and Heather show up unexpectantly show up for Snoggletog but something more important comes up. WC: 6.9k
Sunrise
An early morning ride turns into a race between you and Hiccup. WC: 1.3k
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Ĥello
I am mai from Gaza.. 🇵🇸🍉
I hope you are well .
I write to you with a heart full of hope and faith, and I ask for your urgent help. My family is in great danger due to the war, and I am running a fundraising campaign to save them.
Please, can you reblog my campaign post on my account? Every participation can make a difference in my family's life.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart for any help you can provide. 🇵🇸🇵🇸
The campaign was documented by @90-ghost
Please help me even with a donation of $10 to save my family