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onskepa · 1 year

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Na'vi mating with humans headcanons [Poly].

Hello everyone, so I must confess, I have been looking at some Avatar [NOT THE LAST AIRBENDER] 1 and 2 "the way of water" stuff. From fics, to fanart, headcanons, all that good stuff. So here I am reading all this amazing stuff and I thought, "why not put my 2 cents in it?" so while I dont have any fics, I thought I share some headcanons of my own.

Most I have noticed is using either Na'vi reader, or Human reader. And/or both if the author has their person of interesting be an avatar, being in a poly relationship with our two lovely couples: Jake & Neytiri, and/or Tonorwari & Ronal.

And, if it is not a poly relationship, it be a normal two person relationship, that being with either [Tsu-tey, Ronal, Tonowar, Jake, Neytiri, Norm, etc]. Reading all those stories I have begun to list a few things.

In this first headcanon, its going to be as the title suggest, Na'vi with human. If you guy's wish to use some of this stuff as inspiration or ideas for your future fic's, I am cool with it, but please credit me. Anywho, lets start.

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Olo'eyktan & Tsahik

(btw this is for any Na'vi tribe in general not just for Tonowari and Ronal)

I feel as the two top leaders of the tribe, having a human as their third mate can mean many things.

Such as: Having a human for a mate shows their rank of status in the tribe. If being leaders weren't enough.

After a long day of doing their duties, they go home happy knowing their little mate is waiting for them to relieve their stress. In more ways than one. {use your imagination I aint going that deep]

Having a human mate will influence how they view the world. The Na'vi seeing their world as its ecosystem as normal as it can get, while the humans see it so different and something so beautiful. The humans may see the same thing every single day but sees it as it was something new to them over and over.

Have a change of paste in life. Talking and sharing things with their human mate is something the leaders look forward to at the end of the day.

The leaders being excited or happy with their human mate wants to know more of something or ask them questions. The leaders seeing it as a sign they their mate relies on them for information.

Speaking of, they enjoy it when their human mate searches for them, having their small eyes only on the leaders and no one else. They can get very protective and if not, a bit possessive should another Na'vi get too comfy with their human mate.

would hiss or give the other Na'vi a warning before shooing them away. Might get a scolding from their human mate but will shrug it off and lead their little human somewhere else.

Should the Tsahik get pregnant, the Olo'eyktan wouldn't be as stressed or worried that their Tsahik is in a vulnerable state. Having their human mate near the Tsahik calms the Olo'eyktan a bit. Since the Tsahik wont be alone.

And if the human is trained in the ways of healing, then the human mate would help the Tsahik if she were to feel morning sickness or dizziness. Giving the Tsahik comfort and a sense of peace.

Assist the Tsahik in duties in which she cannot anymore due to her belly growing. Things that require bending down, gathering plants, and herbs, grinding them, or anything that require lots of energy.

Once the newborn Na'vi is born, automatically, the human mate will be their second parent. Cherishing and nurturing the new born.

when the Tsahik is busing once again with her duties. The human mate will make sure the baby has their needs met, make sure they are clean, fed, and overall comfy with, hopefully, little crying as possible.

Having soft skin brings great benefit for Na'vi baby as they will cling more so the softer and warmer texture. Showing big trust and love to their third parent.

As the Na'vi baby grows, they become attached to all three parents, but will secretly favor their human parent. Since they bring a type of comfort that is different from their other two parents.

Since being the child of the two leaders, they wont have much time to play with their child as much as they want to. So the human mate comes in and plays while teaching showing around the Na'vi baby. Will continue to as the baby grows.

Being a human mate/parent to the Na'vi is something refreshing and somehow brings great comfort to all. Being so small yet have a massive mind and spirit.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand that is it. I might add more or change of few things. I am ok with what I put but I know I can do better. If ya'll want more or something else, I don't mind. Thank you for reading this!

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sanctum-stinker · 1 year

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NO I DONT KNOW HOW TO FORMAT COMICS. NO IM NOT USED TO DRAWING ANY TYPE OF BACKGROUND. IM SORRY. This’ll have to do.

LISTEN UP STRANGE COMMUNITY. IM HERE TO SAY THAT SUPREME DESTROYED SINISTERS UNIVERSE!!

It makes so much sense. The hatred towards other Stephens, why he’s afraid of 616 Stephen initially, his dialogue, why he never reveals who or what he lost to. Gah! I wish we had more info on literally anything ever regarding that film.

Anywho, that’s my two cents.

#Doctor Strange fanart #doctor strange multiverse of madness #doctor strange #Doctor Strange Comics #mcu #Stephen Strange #Sinister Strange #supreme strange

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redheadspark · 1 year

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Hello! I’m using the anon setting since I’m shadowbanned from tumblr and can only make asks by being anon 😭

But I LOVE your Druig x reader stories! They’re always such a great surprise to see them in the tags. So if the number hasn’t been taken, I was hoping to pair 4 & Druig! With A being reader and B being Druig’s lap?

Happy Summer!

A/N - Ah, silly tumblr for making you anon! I love this request though, anon! Thank you for requesting this!

Deal

Summary - The only person Druig was ever soft with was you.

Warnings - Just some fluffiness!

“Alright, how does this look?”

“…..a bit complicated,”

Phastos huffed and looked at you and you shrugged at him, seeing him point at the new invention that was rotating a bit above his work station.

“This is a work of art!” He reasoned with you as you nodded in agreement.

“Never said it wasn’t,” You explained as you paused briefly, “It’s just complicated for the humans and where they are when it comes to their evolution. This will scare them!”

“She’s right you know,” A voice behind you and Phastos rang in the room, you two whirled around to see your significant other, leaning back in his perch against the wall and eating an apple with a large smirk on his face.

Druig was always one to give his two cents when it came to Phastos and what he was working on. Although Druig and Phastos were good friends and there was never bad blood, Druig liked to rile him up every once in awhile. Maybe he knew the humans a bit more as well, understanding what they could and couldn’t handle. His heart was soft for the species, though he would never dare to wear that softness on his sleeve.

You grinned, which didn’t match Phastos’s glare.

“Who asked you?” Phastos asked, not in a mean way but with a hint of agitation, “You never like any of my inventions anywho,”

“On the contrary, your inventions are quite remarkable,” Druig reasoned with him, taking one more large bite from his apple before continuing with a large smirk directed at the inventor, “The humans simply aren’t ready for something as massive as this. Perhaps you’re jumping the gun,”

You could tell Phastos was about to release some anger on Druig. So you moved over to place a hand on Phastos’s arm to stop him.

“How about you go take a break and maybe talk to Ajak about it? I’m sure she would love to hear about this,” you explained to him, seeing him look away from Druig and back at you with softness back in his eyes. You would always have to step in when it came to Phastos and Druig butting heads, which was never a huge deal. They both appreciated you playing peacemaker, as Druig’s lover and Phastos good friend. They loved each other deep down, but you knew they needed a referee.

Sighing, he nodded his head as you patted him on the shoulder. Walking out of the lab with large strides, you were finally left in the lab with Druig. Looked over at him, Druig took the last bite from the apple as he grinned widely at you with a cock of his head.

“That wasn’t kind of you, Dru,” You advised him as you walked over to him slowly, seeing him shrug as he tossed the pit of the apple to the side and folded his hands in his lap.

“Eh, he knows I mean well,” Druig reasoned as you stood in front of him, “And it’s too soon for humans anyways! Better to hear it from you and I than from Ajak.”

“Ajak is reasonable with his inventions, you know that,” You said to Druig. Ajak was another person that Druig would sometimes have scuffles with, merely because on how she viewed Arishem compared to how he did. Ajak was a great leader, kind in her words and had a great mind to what we had to do for the humans. But she also had to follow the orders of the Celestial of Judgement, which irked Druig since he could never completely help the humans and keep them safe.

“Here, come sit with me,” Druig said as he took your hand in his, gently tugging you to sit in his lap and wrap your arms around his neck as his arms snaked around your waist, “I haven’t seen you all day today. I missed ya,”

“I was only gone for a few hours,” You reminded him as he sat up and it and nuzzled his nose into your hair, “I had to go on patrol with Thena and then help some humans with the damage from the last Deviant attack,”

“Felt like ages,” Druig murmured against your jawline as he kissed you softly there, “You even left too early in the morning before I could wake up,”

“It’s called work, my love,” You hummed as he felt his jaw in place and kissed his nose, “You should try it sometime, apart from eating all of the snacks from Gilgamesh’s stash. Should I tell him you were combing though his stash again?”

It was always like this with Druig, being playful with one another and never letting that light fade away. Druig was never his brooding way with you, only to the rest of the Eternals. Especially Ikaris, whom seemed to think of Druig very differently and in a negative light. Perhaps it was Druig’s aloofness and Ikaris being cocky that made them more separate than anything, but you could tell they both had tension.

Druig never once showed that kind of negativity around you, he never would. In fact, he was rather giddy and happy when you two were together. It was softness that was around him and within him when he would hold you or kiss you soundly in the middle of the night. He made you believe that love in real, truly real, and although you were a skeptic to the thought of love at first, Druig brought it to light and made it a reality to you.

So you would love Druig’s love over anything.

Druig tugged you in tighter to have you laugh, seeing him smile as he shook his head, “You wouldn’t dare,”

“Of course I wouldn’t,” You reassured as you kissed his nose once more, “But let’s not take from his snacks anymore. We can get our own, deal?”

Druig scanned his blue eyes on yours, seeing him grin widely down at him as he pushed from of your hair out of your eyes. The smaller touches of his fingers along your skin, his lips against your yours in the dead of night, it was both so simple and yet intense at the same time. Druig never seemed to be one to be soft with anyone, not in his speech or in his actions. There was always a guard up, maybe Druig being afraid to have someone see the beautiful yet decollate heart that he had for some time.

With you though, you made him so soft and he never minded it one bit.

“Deal,” He replied in a hum, leaning up to finally kiss you. The two of your kissing at his perch in Phastos’s lab, the rest of the world rolling on by as you two were soft with one another again.

The End.

June Summer Prompts

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talesfrommedinastation · 7 months

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My Redneck Neighbor Doug Writes Star Wars Smut/Fluff

Like a true, red-blooded American, I outsourced a task because I'm a lazy piece of shit overworked. I'm trying to write my own Mayday/Phee piece, but in the meantime....LSU absolutely curb stomping Florida last weekend had Doug practically skipping all over the block.

Doug was more than happy to write a piece for you PheeDay fans out there. He's eager to have y'all join his extremely rare of rarepair clubs.

Here y'all go, the Mayday/Phee piece, written ENTIRELY BY TEXT MESSAGE BY A CHUBBY OLD CAJUN ENGINEER NAMED DOUG.

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"Shit? What’s smut? Does it involve butts? It can? Awesome.

By the way, don’t tell my wife I’m writing this.

Church Lady’s on Coruscant. Sassy Park Ranger’s on break there too, because fuck that BLOND JACKASS and all the Jedi are MIA. They meet in a bar because Church Lady’s gotta watch the Saints game and Sassy Park Ranger found out they have 50 cent wings and he don’t get paid all that well watching the snow with his best friend, Daddy Warcrimes.

(“The Saints? You know the NFL doesn’t exist in Star Wars land, Doug.”

“IT’S MY STORY, I WRITE WHAT I WANNA WRITE!”)

She’s all “GOT A NAME, BROWN EYES” and he’s all “THE NAME’S SASSY PARK RANGER BUT YOU CAN CALL ME COMMANDER”. They split a basket of wings, because Church Lady’s got the confidence of a woman who knows where the shallow graves are located, and Sassy Park Ranger likes a woman who can suck a bone or two in front of him while keeping eye contact.

Yeah. If your woman can handle extra hot sauce on the first date you better get a ring ordered ASAP.

Anywho, he’s so turned on by her eating these wings that he asks her to lick the sauce off his beard. She says treasure hunter’s don’t do that. He says the greatest treasure is found in the most unlikely of places.

So she begins to mouth-ram him and lick all the buffalo sauce off of that face fur. He runs his hands through her hair to see if there’s any weapons in there, because Sassy Park Ranger learned a thing or two in the field and Church Lady’s got dat WHO DAT energy.

You don’t mess with a Creole woman I tell you what and Sassy Park Ranger ain't no fool.

(SAINTS NATION RISE)

Satisfied that they've freaked out all the aliens and shit at the bar, they end up at Church Lady’s hotel room. They get naked and do it and it’s so hot.

Um, yeah. It’s hot. Yeah. It’s so consensual, because I gotta include that. I don’t wanna get in trouble on the internet. And it's weird writing this out.

Don't tell my wife I'm writing this!

After they do it, Church Lady’s all ‘Let’s watch Space HBO’ and Sassy Park Ranger’s like ‘Yeah’, and they watch that show where white people yell at each other about money*.

They order room service and do it again, this time, in front of the poor droid bastard dropping off their food, because Sassy Park Ranger don’t give a crap and Church Lady likes an audience. Trust me.

They exchange phone numbers, and text when they can and when they see each other they have wings and then wild-assed booty banging somewhere I don’t know where.

THE END!

("Where does that leave Ryan-from-Accounting? Don't you think Church Lady and him belong together?"

"Ryan-from-Accounting don't deserve that independent, smart woman."

"Oh?"

"He's got his bitch wife Laura and her KIA and his goofy brothers on the HMS Search Warrant. Let Church Lady have a hot bearded tanned park ranger who can lead and mouth off for the fun of it.")

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There you have it folks. I could have asked for more, but I like knowing I can look Doug in the eye when I borrow his snow blower, and like in 'Game of Thrones', Winter is Coming.

I'll try to write my own, I promise!

Tagging some of Doug's greatest fans in here: @amalthiaph @megmca @skellymom @sued134 @merkitty49 @insertmeaningfulusername @thecoffeelorian @eyecandyeoz

Let me know if you'd like to be tagged in the future!

*= I think he meant 'Succession'?

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stripedwolf88 · 1 month

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I think I've caught up with my kaylor community here. Time to go listen to THE SECOND FREAKING ALBUM

I still can't get over that. It actually happened.

Also let me just say real quick that I saw a lot of my kaylor mutuals getting anons saying the album was straight as hell and now I totally get why. They took the words at face value and not the entirety of each song. Those he/him pronouns (there is a LOT this time around) don't change the very queer concepts that are being described in her lyrics.

Anywho that's my two cents.

Now time to go listen.

#kaylor #gaylor #gaylor swift #ttpd #the tortured poets department

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constellationguy · 2 months

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That Radio Show

Summary: In the absence of the radio demon listeners of hell find a new broadcast to enjoy.

Chapters one and two

Chapter three: Let’s Chat

Once again a slow sultry sound of piano filled the streets of Pentagram City.

“Good afternoon, my dear listeners. It is 2:30pm and it is time to talk about today’s sponsor. I know we don’t normally have sponsors on a Wednesday but a darling girl reached out to me and I just couldn’t turn her down.” You said, starting the sponsor section of your broadcast. Not many brands reached out to you and you choose even less to actually advertise. Many just want a popular and influential demon to advertise their nonsense, but when a young girl asked you to advertise her new business you couldn’t turn down her charismatic charm.

“Last week I got a letter from a sweet girl who said she was a regular listener and asked me graciously to put a segment about her upcoming business. You know me, I couldn’t turn down a put charming listener of mine.” This letter praised your radio show, how it always had such a calming atmosphere and most callers were also kind people. She praised your kind and calming influence, and flattery gets you everywhere in show biz so, why not share her dream.

“Today’s sponsor is the Happy Hotel. It is a hotel marketed to sinners looking to better themselves in hopes of redemption. Now, I’m not sure if she wanted me to put in my two cents or not, but I will anyway.” You said almost nervous of how your audience would react.

“Now, I know the word redemption is an odd word especially in hell, and this idea is quite honestly outlandish, but, I believe that nothing is black and white. No one is only good or only bad, there is always redeeming qualities in a person, it’s just the people that surround us with that brings out good or bad things in us. Perhaps if good people gather in hopes of becoming better and put in the effort, maybe something can come of this. But I don’t know, I have only been here down here for about six years, there is still so much to see and experience down here.” You paused trying to gather your words.

“Anywho, the Happy Hotel is owned by Princess Morningstar and she is offering free rooms and support to the people willing to give this place a try, so if this strikes a chord with you I encourage you to reach out. Well, that’s the only sponsor we have today, let’s move on to song requests.” You tried to move the topic quickly to calm your nerves.

“Uhm, I got a dm froooom, who was it now. Ah! I got a dm from a darling named Velvet, and she requested “Lotta True Crime” by Penelope Scott so here’s “Lotta True Crime” coming up next.” You were quick to mute yourself ready to be done with that segment the moment it started. It’s not usually normal for you to get sentimental about something on air but of course sappy shit just had to slip, sure the Princess’s idea kinda struck a chord with you but the incoming opinion of our audience terrified you. After most sponsors your hellstagram filled with the extremely strong opinions of your listeners. You were terrified to see the comments flooding your page later that evening. However you spent the rest of your breaks monitoring your comment section and the rest of the day went relatively smooth, your listeners seemed to gloss over that segment and continued to argue in the comments of your latest pull on hellstagram about what genere of music you should cover this week. This did lessen the knot in your stomach a bit, but you know that the day isn’t over and things can still conspire. And conspire they did, but not in your life.

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On the other side of the pentagram a curious demon you’ve never met was listening to your broadcast. The segment on the Happy Hotel seemed to spark something in him, so after work he bolted out of the studio and picked up a cab to take him to the hotel. He could only knock once before the door flew open.

“HOLY SHIT-“ said the demon.

“Oh hello!! Are you are for the hotel?” A charismatic blond girl said jumping up and down.

“Uh, calm your tits toots.” The demon said while holding up a set of his arms to shush the girl in front of him.

“Ya, I hear you are supplying rooms for free and I need a place away from my boss,” he said in a hushed voice rapping his upper set of arms around his rib cage.

“Oh!!!!! Of course! Come in come in! Can’t believe we have our first guest. OOOO VAGGIE, WE HAVE A GUEST.” She squealed to the gray demon that sat on the hotel’s couch.

“Oh?- Oh shit- “ said Vaggie who started to get up off the couch and walk towards the blond.

“Charlie, that’s Angel Dust, the porn star”, Vaggie said trying to make a point that obviously flew over the blonds head.

“So?” Charlie asked, clearly not getting Vaggie’s point.

“Soooooo, Angel how did you hear about the hotel,” she said turning to the spider demon.

“Well, I was in Velvet’s office and she is obsessed with it that one radio show, it’s always running, no clue what it’s called. But, I managed to catch your add and figured I should stop by to see if I can get a room.” Angel said cautiously.

“Of course! We are open for all kinds of guests!” Charlie said excitedly.

“Wait wait wait, are you sure this is what you want, to have a porn star indorse the hotel?” Vaggie said while grabbing Charlie’s shoulders to turn and face her.

“Well of course Vaggie, he is in need and what kind of people would we be if we turned him down? This place is about good and redemption and this is the first step on the path of good! Isn’t that exciting?!” Charlie said enthusiastically.

“Well- fine,” Vaggie said harshly while letting out a sigh.

“If he is gonna stay we are gonna lay out some ground rules. One, you can’t bring your work to the hotel. Two, you need to be civil, three you can’t be spreading this stuff out, we don’t want this place getting damaged by people trying to find you or your reputation.” Vaggie said turning his attention to Angel while starting him down.

“Ouch toots, you really expect so little of me, of course I can do that much! I accept your terms sugar,” Angel said leaning down to shake the angry woman’s hand.

“Well it’s settled!” Charlie said jumping into the conversation.

“I’ll lead you to your room and over the next few days you can move in. Oh this is so exciting!” Charlie said jumping up and down again. Even though the night was still young everyone retired to their rooms with new hope for the hotel sparking in the air. Little did they know the excitement is far from over.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel fanfiction

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aanoia · 9 months

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your taylor swift song imagines give me life so I HAD to request one. Can you do something to Timeless from Speak Now TV with either james, sirius, or remus? whichever one you see fit!

I'm so happy I give you life ;) I chose James bc deep down I'm a James girl and it just fit best with him imo. I hope you like it!

Timeless

James Potter x reader words; 2230 song; Timeless by T Swizzle (TV, duh) alright y'all, this one might get a little confusing. Let me break it down for you. italics is lyrics (and two other super small things, you'll know it when you see it), italics and bold is memories, there's two memories split into three parts total, when the story starts saying would that means thats what would happen if it did, yk. You and James do die, I just wanna make that clear. if you love a song, the marauders, and my writing, request a song fic and your wish shall be my command. now, i have two things. one, you can give me requests anyone in the marauders era btw, not js the actual marauders (i'll even accept Peter because i like to think he never became evil and was always just shy little Peter). Second, GIVE ME PREFERANCES PLS they'll be good fillers for in between longer fics so please pls pls i rly want sushi rn anywho HAVE FUN

Down the block there's an antique shop

And something in my head said "stop", so I walked in

Y/n quietly walked into the small antique shop and the woman at the counter smiled kindly at her. She smiled back and gave her a small nod before looking around the shop. It was much bigger than it looked on the outside, so she assumed an enlargement spell was used on the inside. There were loads of trinkets across the many shelves, big and small.

On the counter was a cardboard box

And the sign said photos 25 cents each

Y/n’s eyes caught a bright white sign with bold red letters, “Photos 5 knuts per” she walked over to the table, curious. She thumbed through the pictures, all of them were old, as they were dusty and black and white.

Black and white saw a 30s bride and

Two lovers laughing on the porch of their first house

I smiled as I pulled out a picture of a man and woman. The man was in a nice suit, a bright happy smile on his face as he held the hand of a woman with a beautiful wedding dress on, her smile matching his. They seemed to be laughing in the picture, radiating pure joy. I turned the picture around and read the pen, “Just married! 7/24/36”

The kind of love that you only find once in a lifetime

The kind you don't put down

As Y/n flipped through more pictures, her mind wandered to James. She saw them in these pictures, together no matter the circumstance, with bright smiles on their faces and laughs leaving their lips. They’d be hopelessly in love in any universe, and she knew it.

And that's when I called you, and it's so hard to explain

But in those photos, I saw us instead

“Oh, did you stop by the antique shop?” Y/n’s mom asked as she walked in through the door, a small bag in my hand.

Y/n nodded with a smile, “I did, it’s pretty cool in there. I’d love to talk more but I need to write James a letter.”

Her mom laughed, “All right, you go, don’t take too long though. Supper will be done soon.”

And somehow I know that you and I would've found each other

In another life you still would've turned my head

James looked up from his desk as a loud pecking noise was made on his window. He smiled as he saw his girlfriend's owl, banging his beak against the glass of his window with a letter tied to his leg and his claws clutching onto a brown package. James opened his window and let the owl in, petting him gently and placing a few pellets on the window cill for him to munch on.

James opened the letter quickly, pausing as two black and white photos fell out. He furrowed his brows at the photos and his eyes flitted to the package. He grabbed it and untied the string, opening it quickly to find an old book, a few specks of dust on the front. He laughed to himself at the randomness and began actually reading the letter.

Even if we'd met on a crowded street in 1944

And you were headed off to fight in the war

“Off to war?” Y/n would’ve said, a laughing tone in her voice.

James would’ve nodded with a smile, “Yes. But we could write to each other, we could court and then once the war is over we’ll get married!” He‘d say excitedly.

Y/n would have laughed, “Of course we will.”\

You still would've been mine

We would've been timeless

James would’ve been hanging halfway out of the train, the only thing keeping him in being his friends as he waved to the love of his life.

“I love you!” She’d shout and he’d blush.

“I’ll see you later, love! Don’t miss me too much!” He’d yell back, blowing her a kiss before he was forced back on the train.

I would've read your love letters every single night

And prayed to God you'd be coming home all right

“Oh, Y/n, don’t be ridiculous. James will be fine, I’m sure.” Lily would tease, smoothing down her skirt as she sat on the bed next to her best friend.

“That’s easy for you to say, Lils, he’s not the love of your life. I don’t know what I’d do without him.” She’d say, setting his latest letter into a box that held all the other ones.

“Y/n, have faith in the man. He’s strong, he’ll make it.” Lily would persist and Y/n would nod with a sigh.

And you would've been fine, we would've been timeless

She’d run to James at the train station and he’d drop his bag and hold his arms out, catching her in an embrace and spinning her around. She’d laugh joyfully, thankful the love of her life was finally home.

“Oh, I’m so thankful you’re okay.” She’d whisper and he’d kiss her cheek.

“I’m thankful to be back with you, beautiful.”

'Cause I believe that we were supposed to find this

So even in a different life

You still would've been mine

We would've been timeless

James smiled at her idea, quite liking it himself. He loved listening, or in this case reading, about all her ideas. He knew how much her mind ran wild, thinking of every possibility for every little thing, and he loved it. He loved being a part of it.

I had to smile when it caught my eye

There was one of a teenage couple in a driveway

Holding hands on the way to a dance

And the date on the back said 1958

James picked up one of the pictures and smiled at the couple, still in their wedding attire, holding hands tightly on a porch. He set the photo down, it not being the one he was looking for, and picked up the other one. He gazed at the two teenagers, almost imagining them as himself and Y/n. He could see it, and he remembered what it was like taking her to the Yule Ball. How beautiful she looked in her dress.

Which brought me back to the first time I saw you

Time stood still like something in this old shop

I thought about it as I started looking 'round

At these precious things that time forgot

Y/n and Lily walked into the train station together, hand in hand, happy to have made a friend before they even arrived at Hogwarts for their first year. Y/n giggled as Lily told her a story about one of her friends, Severus, and promised to introduce the two to each other. Y/n suddenly paused and Lily looked over, concerned.

“What is it?” Lily asked and Y/n pointed to a boy who was messing around with two other boys.

“He’s-” She paused, trying to find the right word. “Beautiful.” Lily laughed loudly and Y/n snapped her head to the side, “What?”

Lily shrugged, shaking off her laughter. “Nothing, nothing.”

That's when I came upon a book covered in cobwebs

Story of a romance torn apart by fate

Hundreds of years ago, they fell in love like we did

And I'd die for you in the same way

If I first saw your face

James looked at the book he had unwrapped and silently read the title. He hummed thoughtfully and opened the cover, leaning back slightly at the dust that filled the air. He smiled at the dedication the author gave.

“To the love of my life. We, my dear, are timeless.” He read out loud softly.

In the 1500s up in a foreign land

And I was forced to marry another man

You still would've been mine

We would've been timeless

“James.” Y/n would’ve said, running to him and hugging him after they were finally alone. “I don’t know what to do.” She’d cry softly as he rubbed her back gently.

“It’s okay, we’ll figure it out.” He’d say quietly, being equally as lost as her.

I would've read your love letters every single night

And run away and left it all behind

You still would've been mine

We would've been timeless

“Do you have everything?” He’d whisper outside the castle and Y/n would nod, handing James one of the bags.

“I do. Let’s go.” She’d say and throw the bag over the back of her horse, making sure it was secure as James would do the same. They’d share one last kiss before mounting their steeds and riding away as quickly as possible. By the time the castle woke up and realized the princess was gone, it’d be too late.

'Cause I believe that we were supposed to find this

So even in a different life

You still would've been mine

We would've been timeless

James laughed at her story, setting down the letter and glancing at her owl who hooted softly, waiting for something to return back to his owner. James pet the owl again before pulling out a piece of parchment, his quill, and an ink well, and immediately started writing back.

Time breaks down your mind and body

Don't you let it touch your soul

It was like an age old classic

Y/n smiled as the familiar pecking of her owl reached her ears. She rushed to her window and opened it, petting her owl gratefully and pulling the letter off his leg. Y/n sat down on her bed and practically ripped open the letter.

The first time that you saw me

The story started when you said hello

In a crowded room a few short years ago

It was third year, in the Great Hall. Y/n had spent the last two years of her life pining after the one and only James Potter, who barely even glanced at her. At least, that’s what she thought. But that couldn’t have been farther from the truth.

“Just go talk to her already, Prongs.” Remus said quietly, patting his friend on the shoulder.

James shook his head, “No way. I couldn't.”

“Why not?” Peter asked.

“Because Peter, she’s perfect. She’s beautiful, has perfect grades, I mean, she’s probably the smartest witch I’ve ever known, minus my mom. She’d never like someone like me.” He explained and Sirius rolled his eyes.

“Dude, you’re hot. That’s all you need, now go.”

And sometimes there's no proof, you just know

You're always gonna be mine

We're gonna be

“Hi, Y/n.” James said, standing awkwardly as the girl turned around awkwardly.

“Oh, hi, James!” She said, a small blush painting her cheeks.

“Okay, bye, Y/n.” He said, walking off and cursing to himself for messing it all up like that.

“Uh, bye, James?”

I'm gonna love you when our hair is turning gray

We'll have a cardboard box of photos of the life we made

And you'll say "Oh my"

“Aha, look what I found.” James would have said to his wife, pulling out the pictures she had sent him many, many years ago.

“Where did you find those? Did you find the book too?” She would’ve asked, a smile on her face as she would look at them.

James would’ve shook his head, “Nope, no book. I’m not sure where that went. I found the letter though.” He’d say and pull it out as well. Y/n would smile as she reread her words.

“Oh wow, I’m such a sweetheart.” She’d say with a laugh.

“Not much anymore.” James would tease and Y/n would’ve hit his arm. “See what I mean.”

We really were timeless

We're gonna be timeless, timeless

You still would've been mine, we would've been

“Come on, Harry. I saw this shop when I was going on errands with mum.” Ginny said, pulling her boyfriend into a cute little antique shop. Harry looked around in awe at the shop.

“Why, hello there, young ones.” The lady at the front said, a warm smile on her face.

“Hello, ma’am.” Harry greeted and Ginny smiled at the old woman.

Even if we met

On a crowded street in 1944

Still would've been mine

You would've been

“Look, pictures.” Ginny said, pulling Harry over to look through them. They sifted through them silently before Ginny pulled one out. “Harry, these look a lot like your parents.”

Harry grabbed the photo and inspected it closely, “They… they are my parents.” His eyes widened as he looked at the cost of the photo. The sign had bright red ink on it, “photo’s 5 knuts per”.

The lady at the front smiled when Harry placed the picture on the counter. She gazed at the photo and shook her head with a laugh.

“I remember when she first walked in here. Ah, it was such a long time ago. She bought a few of these and an old book, and two weeks later she brought him in. They were such a sweet couple. I wonder how they’re doing now.” The woman reminisced as she took the knuts from Harry.

Harry smiled at the woman, holding back tears, “Yeah, I wonder too.”

Down the block there's an antique shop

And something in my head said "stop", so I walked in

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Summary: Eddie questions his disbelief in love at first sight when he spots you at the fall fair.

Author's Note: This is sort of a lovesick!Eddie, pretty fluffy stuff. Anywho, I've been focusing on heavy themes lately so this piece acts as a palette cleanser. I've got more angst in the works! Be sure to reblog, follow, and show some love ♡

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Warnings: Insecurity (reader and Eddie), includes swearing.

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It’s an immaculate evening for the annual Hawkins autumn fair. The town’s people are eager to relish outdoor activities before the relentless Indiana winter rolls in. Hues of pink and orange flood the sky and seep through the sparse clouds as dusk settles in. The whirring of the amusement ride motors stirs with the chatter of the masses in attendance.

Gareth, Mike, Dustin, and Eddie are hunched over a splintered picnic table, scarfing down freshly deep-fried treats. Eddie looks up from his half-eaten funnel cake and licks traces of powdered sugar from the corners of his mouth. He enjoys people-watching almost as much as he enjoys greasy food. It’s entertaining to observe the herds of sheep that blindly adhere to society’s expectations. He scans the bustling crowd of young families, past classmates, and people from neighboring towns.

His gaze lands on you and your friend, Erika, standing a few yards away. Eddie’s brows lift, eyelids widening at the sublime sight of you pulling at your wispy cone of cotton candy. He’s mesmerized by your spit-glossed lips pressing together as the candy floss dissolves on your tongue. With utmost certainty, he’s never witnessed someone this captivating.

Dustin notices the trance that Eddie is stuck in. “Why don’t you just go talk to her? It’s kinda creepy to stare like that.”

Reluctantly, Eddie tears his eyes from you. He fears that you might disappear into the crowd when he looks away. “I’m not staring. I’m just-”

“You’re absolutely staring. I don’t think you’ve blinked in the past minute. You’re practically gawking.”

Gareth chimes in with a mouthful of partially chewed mini doughnuts. “I agree with Henderson, you should go introduce yourself. She’s cute. ”

“Cute?” Eddie scoffs. “She’s fuckin' gorgeous… and out way of my league.”

A mischievous smile forms on Gareth’s face when he glances at you. “Dude, if you don’t talk to her, I will.”

Beneath the table, Eddie’s leg begins to bounce rapidly. “What would I even say? I can’t just walk up to her and be like ‘Hi, I’m Eddie. I run a satanic cult with my friends! Wanna join?’ No way, man.”

Dustin laughs, “I wouldn’t say that, it’ll scare her off. At least break the ice first. Perhaps a pick-up line?”

Eddie nibbles on his lower lip, pinching it between his teeth. “Y’think so?” A fierce vermillion tints the apples of his cheeks as he wonders what you sound like. An angel, probably.

Mike feels the need to give his two cents since he’s convinced himself that he’s the dating expert. “Are you nuts? You’re doomed if you think that’ll work. You gotta play it cool. Pretend you bumped into her or something and then strike up a conversation. Not one about being a cult leader.”

Dustin, Mike, and Gareth begin to argue about what the least humiliating strategy would be. Meanwhile, Eddie is too enthralled to wait for the verdict. Without realizing it, he’s gotten up from the picnic table and walked away, now standing inches from you and your friend.

In the midst of your conversation, Erika’s attention shifts to him tottering anxiously behind you. The manner in which he’s innocently admiring your figure gives away his reason for approaching. She nudges your arm with her elbow and nods to him to guide you.

Eddie tugs on the hangnails that line his cuticles while his mind blanks on what he’s going to say. When you pivot and your eyes lock with his, vertigo hits him like a brick wall. It’s like the racket of the environment is dampened, making it sound like he has cotton in his ears. Eddie feels a tugging in his ribs as tingling courses across his skin. Indisputably, the shade of your irises is his new favorite color. With an involuntary gulp, he holds on for dear life.

Your expression is meek but there’s an inviting softness to it. Guys don’t typically come up to you out of the blue. You’re well-convinced that only happens in the movies. Maybe you dropped something and he wants to return it?

“Hello.” Erika squeaks, assessing his appearance.

He really should’ve thought this through. Eddie clears his throat and wets his lips with his tongue, addressing you instead of her. “Uh- hi.”

You cock your head at him in lack of anticipation for what he’s going to say. Instead of returning the greeting, you pull another wad of cotton candy from the cone and eat it. The gritty sugar causes your mouth to water, the shine returning to your lips.

Eddie’s head is spinning from being this close to you, so he attempts to steady himself. He digs the toe of his right sneaker into the loose dirt on the ground. “D-Did it hurt when you fell from heaven? …‘Cause, you’re the only ten I see.” Fuck.

Judging by your expression, he thinks you’re embarrassed for him. Frankly, you’re astounded because a pretty guy just hit on you. Eddie’s eyebrows knit together and he averts his gaze. He wants to kick himself to the moon. Rather, into another galaxy.

Erika giggles at his malfunction but slaps her hand over her own mouth when you shoot her a shot-across-the-bow look. She knows that signal, so she respects your silent order. You watch as she gets in line at the food stall just out of earshot.

You turn back to face Eddie and flash him the most precious grin he’s ever seen. The gentleness of your expression submerges him in heat, juxtaposing the bitter wind that rolled in with the newly darkened sky.

His cuticles have been picked raw, nearly to the point of drawing blood. Eddie is too humiliated to speak, worrying that he might say anything else that would make him look more foolish than he already does. He considers walking away to save face, but before he can, he hears your voice. Eddie swears he can feel the soundwaves blend with the adrenaline surging through his veins.

You blink slowly, subconsciously trying to appear less intimidating. “Go ahead, give it another shot.”

Eddie chuckles at himself and shakes his head, abandoning the pick-up line method altogether. He keeps his gaze down, certain that if he looks into your eyes for too long, he’ll faint. Nevertheless, he needs to see them again. His eyes travel your figure before meeting yours. He’s only moments away from saying “sayonara” and toppling over. The reflection in your eyes swirls with a spectrum of colors from the illuminated rides that surround the two of you.

Words are spilling out of his mouth before he’s had a chance to think about what he’s even saying. Unable to hear his own sputtering, he hopes to god that he’s forming coherent sentences. “I’m sorry, that was um… yeah. Uh- I’m Ed. I mean, Eddie. Edwar-”

“Hi, Eddie.” you smile, halting his rambling to take some of the pressure off. His evident nervousness is genuinely flattering. It occurs to you how misleading Eddie’s appearance is. The leather jacket and black jeans make him look intimidating. Though, in disposition, he’s as kindhearted as they come.

The tension inside his head dissolves, your voice alleviating the pounding. Eddie is so used to girls being offended by his mere presence, let alone failing to use a simple pick-up line on them. He can’t believe you’re giving him a chance to redeem himself. With new-found courage, he closes the gap between you, without considering if he can handle it.

You smile at his apparent boost in confidence, admiring his nose and lips with his closer proximity.

Air bubbles up in his throat as he speaks. “I saw you, from over there-” Eddie points behind him at the table of his buddies who have been on the edge of their seats watching this entire interaction. They scramble to play it off like they aren’t busted. “-with my friends and I think you’re so... beautiful.” Well, there it is. He’s put himself out there and in a matter of seconds, he’ll either be elated or devastated.

This time, you’re the one to break eye contact. To hide your smile, you use your closed hand to cover your mouth with your sleeve, shaking your head in inadvertent disagreement.

Eddie’s heart melts like milk chocolate on a s’more as he witnesses the effect that sweet talk has on you. If flattery is what gets you to smile like that then consider him good for it. “So insanely beautiful. They think so too.” He chuckles airily, peeking back once more at his friends who continue to watch from afar. The narcissist in Eddie hopes that they think he’s “the man” for being able to make you squirm.

Minutes slip away as the two of you stroll side by side around the fairgrounds. Occasionally, your hands brush against each other. Eddie is dying to hold your hand but he’s terrified of being too forward as if he hadn’t been when he walked up to you. Instead, he cracks little jokes here and there to figure out your sense of humor. It’s not long before you’re knee-deep in banter, leaving each other in stitches from laughter.

Eddie fervently talks about Hellfire and his band. He doesn’t typically offer up details of his personal life with strangers. But because you’re being fueled by each other's exuberance, he forgets to keep his walls up. Right now, he’s an open book, pages blowing freely in the breeze.

You adore how animated he is as he talks about his guitar, eyeing how his fingers flex while he imitates playing cords on an air guitar. His eyes twinkle when he smiles at you, lost in enthusing about the first time he accomplished learning a song by ear.

Eddie can’t believe you haven’t told him to shut up yet, he just can’t seem to stop talking. There’s comfort in the way you listen intently to his babbling. It feels like he’s waltzing through a daydream because of how unusual it is for someone to understand him, much less show no malevolence toward him for his hobbies.

When there’s a brief pause in his monologue, you smile and mumble, “What a cute teddy bear,” as you walk past a game booth that has stuffed animals strung along the perimeters of the brightly lit hut.

Your focus abruptly switches to Erika, who strolls up to the two of you. “Gotta borrow her for a second,” she winks before whisking you away by the bend in your arm.

Although Eddie doesn’t know how much time he has, he intends on winning you that bear. He saunters over to the stand and greets the attendant who challenges him to try his hand at winning a prize. The tower-stacked milk bottles taunt Eddie as he takes one of the dirtied baseballs in his fist.

His first throw is embarrassingly lousy. Eddie groans loudly, forfeiting the hope that this is going to be easy. It would be one thing if the bottles were glued together to keep him from succeeding, but it wouldn’t make a difference when he can’t manage to hit them in the first place. If his father had taught him to play catch, rather than how to hotwire cars, this would be a piece of cake.

Gareth, Mike, and Dustin sneak up behind Eddie, startling him. "Jesus! Fucking.. Christ.” He exhales with the slump of his shoulders and his chest subtly heaving.

Dustin chirps while sipping on apple cider. “Where’s your girlfriend? Did you scare her away already?”

“She’s not my- ugh. I really wanna win her that bear but I’m not very good at this.” He admits with pronounced defeat.

Sympathy isn’t Mike’s strong suit, but he attempts to ease Eddie's frustration. “These games are rigged anyway.” Dustin and Gareth nod in agreement.

After repeated attempts, Eddie has burned through more cash than the bear is worth. There’s a tap on Eddie’s shoulder just as he turns to walk away. The attendant gives him a look of compassion and plucks the teddy bear from its hook. He holds it out to Eddie, giving him a muted nod.

“Thanks, man!” Eddie beams and accepts the stuffed animal, feeling the soft faux fur against his frigid palms.

Seeing that you’re heading back in their direction, Eddie hides the teddy bear behind his back. With a wave of his hand, he shoos his pals and they do as they’re told.

Once you’re face to face with Eddie, you smile weakly and tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. “Heyyyy, sorry about that.”

Eddie grins warmly. “It’s okay, no worries. Uh- this is for you.” The plushie is revealed from behind his back.

With wide eyes, you gasp. “Oh my god! You won this for me?” You take the teddy bear into your arms and hug it tightly to your chest, nuzzling your face against it.

“Yeah- I guess I did.” Eyes sparkling with fulfillment, Eddie grins pridefully. He feels like he could run a marathon right now with the way that your sheer delight is revving him up.

You throw your arms around his neck and hug him tightly. Eddie chuckles, his hands resting on your waist as if you’ve hugged a hundred times before.

As you bury your head into his shoulder, his frizzy curls tickle your face. You bask in his natural scent along with the smell of leather and cheap cigarettes. The fact that he went out of his way for you is arguably one of the most exhilarating feelings you’ve ever experienced. You pull away and step back to regain your composure. It’s difficult to keep yourself from worrying that your reaction was too much. “Thank you.” You hum, stroking the fur of the teddy bear.

Eddie is still buzzing from your unexpected expression of appreciation, despite the briefness. The feeling of your body pressed up against his is something he, without a shadow of a doubt, needs more of.

He wrings his hands, spinning the skull ring around the base of his finger. “So, uh. Could I maybe, get your number?”

You smile so cheerfully that your cheeks ache. “Got a pen?”

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Lee Know Rising Sign Analysis

I didn’t quite make this in time for his birthday, but it’s still Scorpio season, so it’s not a complete miss. Anywho, it’s been widely discussed, but I’m here to put my two cents into the universe of Lee Know’s rising sign. As we know, Minho has said he was born at 8, but did not specify morning or night. So we’re looking at him being either a Gemini or Scorpio Rising. My hypothesis going in is that he’s a Gemini ascendant, but I’m willing to be convinced otherwise.

Full Disclaimer: Most of my knowledge is by traditional astrology, which involves but is not limited to: using whole signs, excluding Uranus-Pluto for natal charts, different sign rulers, and different planetary interpretations. Astrology is subjective by nature; I do not think my way is best, simply that this is the version of interpretation that makes the most sense to me. This is not a professional service, simply a hobby meant for entertainment purposes only. Feel free to disagree with or question my conclusions.

Step 1: Groundwork

Unlike Jongho, I found Lee Know’s ground rules a bit harder to establish. Not to imply he’s not as dynamic, but rather that I think Lee Know plays things a little closer to the chest. That being said, here’s what I came up with:

Lee Know has a public facing profession

Associated placements: 6th (work) /10th house (profession) aspecting Sun

Lee Know’s job has to do with the arts

Associated placements: 10th house Pisces/Leo/Cancer/Libra or aspects with such

Lee Know is known for his 4D personality

Associated placements: Mercury poorly placed/aspected/ruled

Lee Know’s strongest skillset is his dancing

Associated placements: Not dissimilar to point #2, but a bit more emphasis on the Venus placement. Venus-Mars aspects as well

Lee Know is a cat mom >:3

Associate placements: 6th house/Virgo placements IMO, but I’ve seen lots of discourse about Gemini/Taurus/Cancer also being indicators, so like, pick your poison on that one.

Lee Know is a bit…tsundere. That is to say, he is not always direct with his affection and sometimes hides it with aggression xD

Associated placements: Moon or Venus in 6th/8th/12th

Step 2: Comparison

Instead of just going by pros and cons, since we only have two signs to compare, I’ll take this point by point for each.

Rising: Gemini

Time: 8 PM

Point 1: ✔️ Gemini Rising would give his Scorpio Sun placement in the 6th house

Point 2: ✔️ 10th house Pisces, being ruled by Jupiter in Pisces no less! Although the Jupiter is in retrograde, I would say overall this is incredibly well placed for an artist

Point 3: ✔️ Mercury in the 6th house. Although I think Scorpio Mercury can be quite fun, this placement hides it a bit

Point 4: ✔️ Scorpio Venus is in the 6th house, being ruled by Minho’s Mars in Virgo

Point 5: ✔️ Hello, 6th house stellium. His Mars in Virgo is actually fighting this

Point 6: ✔️ Venus in 6th house again. His Moon in the 7th actually becomes a saving grace in this case.

Rising: Scorpio

Time: 8 AM

Point 1: ✔️ Although this is almost closer to half points, Leo is ruled by the Sun, so we do have a Sun/10th house connection

Point 2: ✔️ Full points this time for the Leo in the 10th house

Point 3: ❌ So Minho’s Mercury in Scorpio is in the 1st house, forming no immediately negative aspects, nor is combust his Scorpio Sun. Perhaps his Capricorn 3rd house would be at play here, but it’s a weak argument

Point 4: ✔️ Minho’s Venus switches to Libra with this time, despite it’s 12th house placement, I’d call it as meeting the criteria here

Point 5: ❌ No 6th house placements (Aries this time), and even if we extend out to Taurus-Cancer, his Saturn in Taurus doesn’t help anything

Point 6: ✔️ Venus in the 12th house this time: it being in Libra becomes the savior on this one

Final Conclusion:

Ultimately, I’m going to call my opinion officially in favor of Gemini Rising. Not only for the points listed above, but I have a hard time buying Minho as a Sun in the first house kinda guy (even taking the opposed Saturn into consideration). Furthermore, I really love the idea that he and Bang Chan would have the same rising sign, with Chan’s chart operating far more out of the 5th house, it still leads to a connecting point between the two of them.

So from here on out, I will be willing to do astrology content with Lee Know under this assumption.

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