So I was rereading Harry Potter, when I came across this and thought- what if instead of Cedric Diggory, Cassius Warrington had been chosen to compete in the Triwizard Tournament?
Imagine Dumbledore calling out the name of the Hogwarts champion and it isn’t a Gryffindor, or a Ravenclaw, or even a Hufflepuff, but it’s a Slytherin. A student from a House most people hate.
Imagine Cassius Warrington getting up, and three out of four Houses are booing at him and shouting things like “NO!” or, “We can’t have a Slytherin champion!” or demanding a retry. But he’s a Slytherin- he’s been dealing with this shit since he got sorted, so he keeps his head high and joins the other champions.
Imagine Harry trying to catch Warrington alone because he doesn’t really want to associate with Slytherins (plus Malfoy has this tendency of being around the guy ALL THE TIME since he got chosen), but at the same time he’s also fair enough not to want him to walk into the first task unprepared.
Imagine Warrington walking over to Harry a few months later, and Ron and Hermione both jump into a protective stance, wands out, but instead of attacking Harry he just tells him to stick the egg underwater. (Because Slytherins don’t forget those who helped them out).
Imagine Warrington and Harry helping each other out in the labyrinth.
Imagine Harry being devastated when Peter kills Warrington- because Voldemort doesn’t care what house they’re form, a spare is a spare.
Imagine the uproar that causes among the Slytherins, because some of their parents really are Death Eaters and they know what really happened.
Imagine Slytherins fighting in the Battle of Hogwarts and shouting “This is for Cassius!”
I thought you guys might like this.
Summary: The reader is Jensen’s girlfriend (fiancé) and also a cast member of the show. Discover their journey to parent hood and marriage as they go.
Author: deanwinchester-af
Characters: Jensen, Reader, Jared and Cast Cameos.
Pairings: Single!Jensen x Actress!Reader
Words: 1.8k+
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: NO HATE TOWARDS DANNEEL!
A/N: One part before it’s hiatus for this series… Please, check this announcement. Hope y’all like this, feedback is appreciated it.
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“I’m not leaving you alone, Y/N!” Jensen shouted.
You burst into laughter when Jensen messed up his line by saying your name. He hid himself from the camera by resting his head on your shoulder. His lips touching your neck as he laughed. Your dark curls covering his face.
“Don’t you dare to leave me alone, Jay!” You shouted with an over dramatic tone.
Everyone around you were laughing their ass off. It wasn’t any day when Jensen messed up genuinely. Usually it was just to make you laugh in the middle of a scene. Today was an exception, Jensen was messing up his lines. He step back after kissing your neck softly and getting back into his mark.
“And… Action!” Bob shouted.
You breathed in, waiting for Jensen to storm into the room with his Dean’s frustrated scowl. Jensen slammed the door open, making your character step up from the bed quickly. Jensen give you his best Dean’s hurt eyes. You sighed, acting sad because Katherine already know Dean’s knows.
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Warnings: fluffy, drabble
You came to the backstage at the exact moment when he started to performance and at the end of this, you were already crying and screaming, totally forgetting that you were there to make him a surprise.
When the water starts to fall, you fell as if all the air was being pulled out of your lungs. It was a incredible view, of course it was, but it definitely wasn’t better than what he just made with his voice.
You knew now that this one was the greatest performance of his carreer and you couldn’t be prouder, you didn’t need to say anything, the tears in your eyes could tell it by itself.
And when he came to the backstage and saw you, he just freezed. At the first moment, Shawn looked at Andrew that nodded and sent him a grin and then looked at you again. He wasn’t believing that you were there. You were at home, in Toronto, and now you were there, right in front of him.
“Go and give her a hug!” Andrew said taking the guittar off his hands and that’s when Shawn finally rushed, but stopped when he was only a few centimeters away from you.
“I don’t wanna wet you. You’re looking so gorgeous.”
“I don’t care.” You said excitedly and then jumped to hug him very tight. It’s been a couple weeks since you saw each other for the last time. He had been on tour and you were getting ready to start your senior year.
“I can’t believe that you’re here, babe.” He said and you noticed that he couldn’t stop smiling.
“Me neither.” You laughed tooking the wetted hair out of his face, getting on tiptoes to kiss him. “It was your best performance so far, sweetheart.”
“I know! I can’t believe it happened! Feels like I’m daydreamin’.”
“I’m so proud of you.” You murmured, caressing his baby face.
“Oh no, you’ll make me cry.” He said and you could see his eyes getting red. “I love you. Thank you for coming. You don’t have idea about how much does it mean to me. I love you, I love you.” He pulled you closer again, holding you tighter than he ever did.
“I love you too, babyboy.” You pressed a fast kiss on his lips again. “Now go, change your clothes and dry your hair. The air conditionater is on and I don’t want you to be sick.”
“You’ll stay here waiting for me?” He asked with puppy eyes and you could feel the same old butterflies flying in your stomach.
“As longs as it takes.” You said, watching while he excitedly goes to his dressroom.
summary: after fighting mysterio, peter comes back to you in need of a little fixing up; both physically and mentally. stark!reader.
wc: a short, sweet, little bit teary-eyed 900
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when your phone rang and you saw peters name pop up along with his contact picture, you didn’t even hesitate to grab your phone as quick as you could, scaring sam in the process as you threw down your uno cards.
“hello?”
“hey, uh… can i get a ride?”
his voice was shaky, his breathing quick, and with no more than thirty seconds into the phone call, you could tell that something was wrong. the way that your stomach twisted with every word that left his mouth just confirmed your thoughts.
“where are you? i’ll come get you.”
at this point, you were looking at happy, who was already going to get the jet ready for takeoff.
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Summary: 10 years after the Avengers had left you for dead during a mission gone wrong, you unexpectedly re-enter their lives. Wholly unrecognizable from the person they used to know and now with a new team behind you, they ask for your help to stop a chain of syndicates who were manufacturing and peddling the super soldier serum. You were determined to say no until the chance at the vengeance you had been chasing for years was added to the offer.
Fandoms: Avengers, Marvel, MCU, The Punisher, Daredevil
Pairings: Female Reader x (Frank Castle, Billy Russo, Matt Murdock, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Pietro Maximoff)
Warnings: EVENTUAL SMUT. SHAMELESS SEXUAL BEHAVIOURS. (18+ ONLY), polyamorous relationships, reverse harem, blatant disregard for canon timelines and events, lots of angst, Punisher canon level of violence and gore, strong language, mentions of trauma, character death, fluff if you squint
A/N: We’re playing fast and loose with canon here people. Also thank you for the interactions. I love reading what you think and it helps me write the next chapters better. Also, I enjoy having someone to freak out with. Highlight of my life I swear to god. Enjoy!
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Natasha stormed off the jet and into the conference room where she knew the rest of the team were waiting for them, fury radiating from her small frame. Catching sight of her target only made her grow angrier. She immediately ran up to Steve and growled up in his face causing him to immediately take a step back. Sam and Bucky were immediately alarmed, standing up to intervene and the latter’s black vibranium arm whirring in preparation but Steve held up a hand to stop them.
“What the hell, Rogers? You send me on a mission with zero intel and this is what I find? Did you know?”
Steve’s eyes narrowed down at her, the thick beard and longer hair adding even more to his already commanding presence. He knew exactly what Natasha was talking about and he did expect her to react this way.
“I wasn’t sure, Nat. And I didn’t want to get anyone’s hopes up if I was wrong.”
“And if you were right?” she scoffed.
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A lot of the time when people give advice intended to relieve anxiety, they suggest doing “relaxing” things like drawing, painting, knitting, taking a bubble bath, coloring in one of those zen coloring books, or watching glitter settle to the bottom of a jar.
This advice is always well-intentioned, and I’m not here to diss people who either give it or who benefit from it. But it has never, ever done shit for me, and this is because it goes about resolving anxiety in the completely wrong way.
THE WORST THING YOU CAN DO when suffering from anxiety is to do a “relaxing” thing that just enables your mind to dwell and obsess more on the thing that’s bothering you. You need to ESCAPE from the dwelling and the obsession in order to experience relief.
You can drive to a quiet farm, drive to the beach, drive to a park, or anywhere else, but as someone who has tried it all many, many times, trust me–it’s a waste of gas. You will just end up still sad and stressed, only with sand on your butt. You can’t physically escape your sadness. Your sadness is inside of you. To escape, you need to give your brain something to play with for a while until you can approach the issue with a healthier frame of mind.
People who have anxiety do not need more time to contemplate, because we will use it to contemplate how much we suck.
In fact, you could say that’s what anxiety is–hyper-contemplating. When we let our minds run free, they run straight into the thorn bushes. Our minds are already running, and they need to be controlled. They need to be given something to do, or they’ll destroy everything, just like an overactive husky dog ripping up all the furniture.
Therefore, I present to you:
–Go on a walk
–Watch a sunset, watch fish in an aquarium, watch glitter, etc.
–Go anywhere where the main activity is sitting and watching
–Draw, color, do anything that occupies the hands and not the mind
–Do yoga, jog, go fishing, or anything that lets you mentally drift
–Do literally ANYTHING that gives you great amounts of mental space to obsess and dwell on things.
–Do a crossword puzzle, Sudoku, or any other mind teaser game. Crosswords are the best.
–Write something. It doesn’t have to be a masterpiece. Write the Top 10 Best Restaurants in My City. Rank celebrities according to Best Smile. Write some dumb Legolas fanfiction and rip it up when you’re done. It’s not for publication, it’s a relief exercise that only you will see.
–Read something, watch TV, or watch a movie–as long as it’s engrossing. Don’t watch anything which you can run as background noise (like, off the top of my head, Say Yes to The Dress.) As weird as it seems, American Horror Story actually helps me a lot, because it sucks me in.
–Masturbate. Yes, I’m serious. Your mind has to concentrate on the mini-movie it’s running. It can’t run Sexy Titillating Things and All The Things That are Bothering Me at the same time. (…I hope. If it can, then…ignore this one.)
–Do math problems—literally, google “algebra problems worksheet” and solve them. If you haven’t done math since 7th grade this will really help you. I don’t mean with math, I mean with the anxiety.
–Play a game or a sport with someone that requires great mental concentration. Working with 5 people to get a ball over a net is a challenge which will require your brain to turn off the Sadness Channel.
–Play a video game, as long as it’s not something like candy crush or Tetris that’s mindless.
–List the capitals of all the U.S. states
–List the capitals of all the European countries
–List all the shapes you can see. Or all the colors.
–List all the blonde celebrities you can think of.
–Pull up a random block of text and count all the As in it, or Es or whatever.
Now obviously, I am not a doctor. I am just an anxious person who has tried almost everything to help myself. I’ve finally realized that the stuff people recommend never works because this is a disorder that thrives on free time and free mental space. When I do the stuff I listed above, I can breathe again. And I hope it helps someone here too.
(Now this shouldn’t have to be said but if the “do nots” work for you then by all means do them. They’ve just never worked for me.)
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The sad thing about this all is if you go her Instagram account you'll find the supportive Hollanders there but the toxic ones on toms.
Dear Fans, To begin, this not an accusation that this fandom is not supportive, it is just to make an understanding of the situation.
Today’s Tom’s post on Instagram made it clear to his fans that he is in a relationship and that he trusts us to post something as important as that. His trust in us as fandom is scared and should be respected. It may not be an easy concept to accept that he is not single anymore and is taken, but his happiness is worth more than anything. If he felt that it was time to post something about his personal life with the world than it means that he is open with us in a way he was not before. To conclude this message, let us as a fandom respect him and be happy for him that he found someone he feels happy with and support him 100% with any of his decisions. Thank you for taking the time to read this. I love you all, have a wonderful day!
Sincerely, A fellow Hollander.