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Could I request Percival Graves falling for a thief he tracking?

Percival knows he has no right to feel that way. He is a man on a job. A job to capture you and put you away.

How hard could that possibly be for a man of his reputation?

Apparently very difficult.

The first time you both crossed paths, he thought nothing of it. He was there to put a stop to your thieving days, but you got away. You slipped right through their fingers. At first he was angry. He was sure there must have been something they missed. You got away and he would have to hunt you down all over again.

The second time. He was just frustrated. You were no where to be seen by the time they showed up. You had got what you came for and disappeared into the night.

This went on for months.

There came a point where people were questioning if he was capable of catching you. You were terrorising the wizarding world with your disappearing tricks.

He did not falter, however.

Percival tried and tried again. He swore he would catch you if it was the last thing he ever did.

However, he didn't see you coming.

"You know, you make this far too easy." He heard in his ear.

He spun on his heel, but saw no one.

"Looking for me?"

He turns again, seeing you leaning against the wall opposite him. He raises his wand at you as he glances around, trying to work out how you move so quickly.

"Do you ever take time off? I feel as if you're always chasing me around the city."

"You're a menace." He says, meeting your gaze.

"Yeah, but there are far worse wizards and witches in New York, Mr. Graves." You grin. "I'm the least of your worries."

"You're taking too many risks. They might see."

"They don't. I'm careful." You push off the wall and approach him. "Are you concerned?"

"Yes. I can't have you running around the city stealing from the No Maj."

"They have some cool trinkets, want to see?" You smile.

"Are you listening to me?" He raises his wand a little higher.

"Yes, you have a voice I could listen to all day. Shame the topic is so dull." You sigh. "Why are you wasting your time with me?"

"Good question. I wouldn't be if we had caught you already."

"Is that all?"

He furrows his brow as he looks at you, unsure what you mean by that. Your grin is sly and cunning, your eyes sparkle in the low light of the street. There's something on your mind.

He could almost swear his heart skipped a beat.

"What are you getting at?"

"You came here alone. Normally you have a whole bunch of Aurors with you. I think this is personal now." You take a few slow steps toward him, he doesn't back down.

You smirk as you raise your hand to his and place it on top, slowly lowering his wand. His eyes never leave your face as you close the space between you both.

"I think you like the chase, Percival." You draw the syllables of his name. "Want to know a secret?"

He says nothing, just stands there as you lean in close to his ear.

"I do to."

Within the blink of an eye you're gone. Percival is left standing in that same spot, suddenly remembering to breathe. He blinked as he looked around him, confirming you were gone.

He sighs.

You escaped once again.

He smiles softly into the night. Perhaps you were right. Perhaps he didn't want to catch you, perhaps he just liked chasing you.

Perhaps, one day, you'll come to him again and he can work something out with you.

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New Book Idea:

ㅡ Lana Coded.

TOM MARVOLO RIDDLE AND OLIVIA REMMINGTON

FINESSE

ON WATTPAD: LEVISBUTTCHEECKS

Releases: July 4th 2023

I. Trash Magic

II. West Coast

III. Stargirl Interlude

Tom Riddle

has an enemy, her name is Olivia Remmington and she hates Riddle, very very much. Every chance she gets is to seek his suffering. She wants to destroy him yet, when the time comes too - She is frozen. Stuck, afraid to move her heart is holding her back from doing what she is destined. Unfortunately it costs her. She loved Riddle dearly, she became infatuated since she first met him during her First Year at Hogwarts. Albus Dumbledore finds that she is smitten for him.

The two are neck and neck in any and everything - Olivia and Tom grow to be nemesis. Any chance they get is an argue or a tension of emotions.

Students fear him, while others come to her. She is the better half of him, and vice versa. Her heart swells at him. Completely starstruck by him.

- He cannot fulfill her desire of her being with him - Instead he hates her deeply, quickly searching to find the right words, he cannot. He doesn't love her but wants her, he needs her badly.

She doesn't understand the quick glances he shares to her. Not knowing the naughty thoughts he has about the girl. She walks by him, she's a lie to lush quickly scammering to him. She's addicted to his love. The way he loves. She loves him deeply.

MENTIONS

Black Women/White Man

Smut

Hogwarts

Chamber Of Secrets

Enemies to Lovers

Language

Manipulation

Killing (Avada Kedavra)

Angst

Slow burn

Cigarette Burns

Jazz Playlist with Lana

Distress

Stressful subjects

Toxic Personality

Narcissistic Personality Disorder

Tom Riddle

Lana Del Rey Coded

Black OC

They casually fight a lot and it's very tense when they do. Some descriptive mentions of intercourse and very very (yk) thoughts (Mostly Tom)

I MADE A FANFIC FOR MIGUEL O'HARA ON WATTPAD CALLED

It's number one on miguelo'hara hastag so yall dont really have to like copy and paste the funny font

RED WINE? ㅡ ✮

MY WATTPAD IS LEVISBUTTCHEECKS

Thank you guys so much!!

HOLY SHAMOLY BRO LIKE THANK YOU GUYS! Thank you for liking my LES book (Banda Sunato fanfiction) It was such a hassle writing this and coming up with a plot in the midst of having an idea. So many edits and drafts to get it to where it is now and I thank you all so much for enjoying it as much as I did.

PLEASE Let me know if you would like their to be a part 2 or another fan fiction on my wattpad account of this full story!

Thank you so much again!!

💕

These Banda stories are getting good

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𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚/𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫/𝐘𝐚𝐛𝐚 - 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 - 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 𝟏𝟐𝟑𝟖

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: You met two interesting men during the Jack of Hearts game and, since then, you three decided to stay together and to become more closer.

It wasn’t difficult to remember who had the idea to partecipate to another game a bit after the Jack of Hearts. You started to insist, like a spoiled child, that you wanted to have a little bit of fun - like if what happened to Matsushita wasn’t enough. Your complaints weren’t a problem though; Banda found you particulary adorable and pathetic, begging him to the point of tugging at his shirt sleeve. He would have lied if he didn’t want to see you crying to catch his attentions. On the other hand, Yaba was colder and difficult to convince too. You started to walk around him and repeat little “please” all over, but you cute sweet eyes didn’t help either. He simply looked at you and said “you have to wait” – and your reaction was simply puffing away with an angry look, which made him smile a little bit. How cute you were. The way you three paired up was really peculiar. The first rounds you simply looked at them, but too shy to interact and too insecure about the thought of them helping you. They were already paired up and, for this reason, you knew it was already a lost cause. Even if, at the end, you were wrong.

The first one who spoke to you was Banda. You were trying to reach a packet of cookies, but they were too high for you. Standing on your tiptoes was a failure – but lucky you, a hand grabbed those delicious cookies just to give them to you. When you turned around to face the kind stranger, you felt your entire body freezing up. Banda was looking down at you with his usual little smile, with his eyes devouring you and every your movements. He didn’t think twice to lean down and to whisper something into your ear.

“You shouldn’t play game like this all alone.”

You could swear that his lips touched your neck, your body from freezing melted entirely.

“You’re right…”

“But?” His face was close to yours, both your and his breath were becoming one thing. You tried with all your strenght to mantain the eye contact but you couldn’t. A part of you wanted to keep looking at his dark eyes, to expose yourself and reveal all your weaknesses – but it was too soon; you didn’t mind feeling vulnerable, but it was different in this case. Banda was enjoying himself to make you feel like your head was about to blow up because of the confusion. Oh, how much he wanted to mind-fuck even worse.

“You were already paired up, so…” for a moment you felt a knot in your throat, almost if you shouldn’t have continued the conversation, “I…I found another person to pair up with.” He simply smiled at you and left you alone with your cookies. Only before stepping out of the door, he turned around to look at you and say, “I’ll help you.” You didn’t know what to feel in that moment, it was everything so strange – you didn’t want to lie to yourself about the fact that you were happy, somehow. You had the help of one of the two person you were interested in. Of course, it was too early to trust Banda, but you had nothing to lose. The burning sensation in your belly started to grow at the thought of being submitted to Banda. You shaked your head as if you wanted to remove those thoughts; you felt dirty for it.

The game kept going and so the people who died. During all these rounds you also found yourself helping, and being helped, by a blonde guy with a hoodie. In a way you felt “safe” to play, even if nobody knew who the Jack of Heart was. You had few ideas, but you preferred to not speak about those for…some reasons. It was almost at the end of the day that Yaba decided to interact with you. You were alone, leaning against a wall, swimming in your head of thoughts.

“You are more interesting than her.” When you looked up to see who spoke to you, you were surprised. The freezing sensation coming back to your body, almost missing it. Yaba was next to you, leaning against the wall and with his hands in his pocket. He was alone too. At the first, you didn’t recall who he referred when he said “than her”.

“What do you mean?”

He kept looking at you with cold eyes, until his sight were on board that showed who was still alive. Finally you understood what he meant. Strange that he didn’t have the silent and shy woman following him – they were completely inseparable.

“What I said, you are more intersting than her.” It seemed like he didn’t care if the woman could come back and listen what he was about to say, “I also think she’s hiding something from me.”

You were shocked at the statement. Was it possible that she was the Jack of Hearts? But it was impossible considering that she was all the time with Yaba.

“I can help you with your suit,” you didn’t think twice to help him, “just to make sure she isn’t lying to you.”

He smiled at you, like if you just said what he wanted to hear, “not only interesting but sweet too.”

The burning sensation was also coming back to your body. You didn’t know what was happening to you and to your body, but you couldn’t control its strength. After telling him his suit, and Yaba doing the same for you, he left you to reach the other woman – the one he discovered that at the end lied to him. She tried to act the same, all sweet and submissive, but Yaba went colder and her eyes started to panic. She looked at you, like if she knew you both talked in her assence. You broke that contact just to find Banda intensely staring at you. You didn’t know what to expect at the end of that game – you were only hoping that they didn’t think you were the mastermind of all of it.

The cold of the cell made your body feeling stiff. You didn’t felt scared of telling your suit, but you were simply getting tired of it. Not even taking in consideration that what happened between Banda and Yaba made things even more complex (but interesting). “Heart.” You said, hoping that the end was finally coming over. There was only silence, until it was broken by the sound of a collar exploding. You were about to open the door and see who it was, but the laughing of Matsushita stopped you. You decided to see what was happening, only to see Enji getting surrounded by Yaba and Banda. So it was him the Jack of Hearts. You didn’t want to see him getting killed by the two of them, his screamings were enough for you to bear. For some reasons, though, you decided to wait in your cell. Only after a while the two men approached your cell, looking in for you.

“Come with us.” Yaba said only to proceed to walk in the direction of the exit of the prison. Banda grabbed your hand, gently, and walked with you outside where Yaba was waiting for you both.

It was since then that the “trio” was always together, even in the most intimate moments.

I dont know who to be jealous of

— ❝lee hyuk with an s/o who's infected❞

request: hey! can i requeat an imagine where the reader (who was already infected) dies in eun-hyuk's arms? thanks!

— sweet home ⋆ lee hyuk x gn! infected! reader — genre: angst, romantic ⋆ word count, 250

— warnings: major character death, mentions of suicide

— author's notes: yall sure do love your sweet home angst T-T

⤳ when the rest of the group discovered that you were infected they wanted to kick you out, but eun hyuk protected you like the king he is. he believed that you were strong enough to fight back, but he was wrong in your case.

⤳ you didn't want to lose your life to your own hand or to the monsterization, so you decided to just get killed by a monster. next time you woke up, you were in the arms of your lover and you felt throbbing pain in multiple places. you were soon to die from blood loss.

⤳ eun hyuk isn't crying, he doesn't feel like he could with his unofficial leadership role in role. he didn't want any of them to think he was weak, they were already questioning his authority with his young age. but he felt so heartless when he didn't shed in tears with his dying lover in his arms.

⤳ you already knew what he was thinking, you just knew him so well. you had to weakly assure him that everything would be alright.

⤳ it was very much not alright

⤳ you would chuckle and he would scold you to hold still since you were losing even more blood but you would tell him to chill out since you didn't want to see him upset in your last moments.

⤳ he would smile for you as your eyes drift shut, but he feels like he'll never smile again after you leave.

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HAPPY 10th ANNIVERSARY TO GRAVITY FALLS!

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Back in Oct. 2018, my project for inktober was at least one pic from every episode.  Because of the pace, there were restrictions; I did each on a post-it note, limited coloring, and chose things that would fit the square format and that I could get done in time (between working full-time and owl-banding most nights).  I always sort of wanted to redo a bunch of those; but really, what occasion would merit putting in THAT much time and effort for a project of that size?

Well, how about for the 10th anniversary of the premiere of Gravity Falls?

I’m not saying this was a *smart* project to tackle, but I thought it might be “easier” because I had first drafts of most of the pieces; I just wanted to redo them so they’d look better, with 4 more years of practice under my belt and a new move to digital art.  (Narrator: it was not really easier.)  Some I redid completely, or did new to create the full sets above.  Basically, once I’d hit on this idea, and decided to link it to the refrain of “How Far We’ve Come”, I was committed; there was no way I was going to *not* try to do it.

I know that “How Far We’ve Come” gets fanvidded for eight billion different shows.  But, the first time I heard the song was in one of the first Gravity Falls fanvids I ever watched (link  below), so it will always be a GF song for me.

Gravity Falls has meant a lot to me for the past 6 years that I’ve been active in the fandom.  I have no doubt it will always have a big place in my heart. I’m definitely not done with things I’d like to do for it.  I’m so glad to see people coming together to celebrate this big anniversary! 

ALSO: needless to say, HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Stan and Ford!

“How Far We’ve Come” by @findmeinthealps2 / @findmeinthealps

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@editfandom

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This camera must work so so beautifully to make these warm pictures! I love the kind of nostalgia it gives off

Went for a late walk, it was so peacefully quiet, not a single sound, was nice! :)

35mm 1,4/f

I'm planning on using this for a book 😌

soul eater icons !!! art by thatskidding

Thandie Newton in Mission: Impossible II (2000)