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The Melody You Never Heard - bananasandboots

Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson | Alternate Universe, Enemies to Lovers, Camping | 30k

It’s one last adventure. One last chance to be young and carefree. One final weekend before they take up their internships, their corporate positions, before they enter the real world, fresh out of university. Niall’s his best mate. Liam’s been there for him since they were lost, little freshmen, trying to find their ways through an overwhelming first year. Harry can’t disappoint them, even if it means enduring four days with Louis.

Louis, who he does share a history with, a history he’s never told anyone about, not even Niall, a history he hasn’t brought up in three years because it’s stupid and embarrassing and confusing.

Or, the one where Harry gets roped into a four-day camping trip with the boy who kissed him and never called back.

What I Read This Week


I read some great fics this week!

Of Dahlias and Deadlines by ingthing, Gen, 51k (WIP)
All Victor wants is to get dahlias for Khloe and Brad’s wedding in under 24 hours. Hope comes in the form of the little family florist in his neighborhood and the quiet smiles of one Katsuki Yuuri. SO CUTE OMFGF

Butt Stuff by Plumpie, Explicit, 16k (WIP)
AU in which top Japanese male figure skater Katsuki Yuuri is recovering from an invasive (and frankly, quite embarrassing) surgical procedure, and his visitation nurse turns out to be terribly, terribly attractive. If only they had met under less humiliating circumstances. I LOVE THIS FIC SO MUCH

rubato by indianchai, Not Rated, 3.4k (WIP)
Yuuri is a psychology major (who happens to play the cello) that moves to Detroit in his sophomore year of college to escape his ice skating past. Through his roommate Phichit, who is in their college’s orchestra, he encounters infamous pianist of the school– an overconfident senior named Victor who refuses to be an accompanist to anyone (until, that is, he hears Yuuri play). Really good so far!

Accidental Crush by Ashida, Mature, 8.1k (WIP)
A university AU in which Yuuri’s phone is plagued with spam text messages and the one time he decides to text back results in the best thing ever. LOVE!

Macaroni and Kisses by Huletty, Gen, 6k
Their college is holding a contest for whoever can raise the most money for charity. The prize; a years supply of Mac and Cheese. Cue Phichit, a hungry and unstoppable force, fully prepared to exploit the campus’ love for Yuuri Katuski by opening a kissing booth for a day. Even if they don’t win, it’s worth it to see Yuuri’s face when he tells him Victor Nikiforov is in line.

The Boyfriend Experience by cryingoverspilledvodka, Explicit, 139k (WIP)
Katsuki Yuuri is an accomplished escort at 23, operating under the pseudonym Eros, in Detroit. When one of his favourite clients sets him up with none other than world-renowned figure skater Victor Nikiforov, the delicate balance between Yuuri’s personal and professional life teeters ever closer towards ruin. I can’t wait to see what happens next!!!

Vita Brevis by doeinstinct, Teen, 7k (WIP)
Viktor Nikiforov is questioning his position as a detective with the Detroit Police Department and spiralling after his partner is critically injured in the line of duty. When Yuuri Katsuki is assigned as his new partner on what he thinks may be his last case, he has no idea what he’s in for. LOVE this so far!!

For the Camera by Noon30ish, Explicit, 45k (WIP)
In which Yuuri becomes a pornstar and is ‘training’ under the one and only, the Living Legend, Vitya. 🔥🔥🔥🔥

our doubts are traitors by astoryaboutwar, Explicit, 20k (WIP)
the powered assassins AU in which betrayal comes first, forgiveness second, and love was always somewhere in the equation. THAT UPDATE OMFG

Overcome Chihoko by reginar, renaissance, Teen, 2.7k 
Yuuri has the words OVERCOME CHIHOKO written on his back, a pair of underpants on his head, and apparently Viktor’s gone missing. LOL (I read all of the “chihoko” fics, you can find them here!)

we are lost, but we are not gone by persephoneggsy, Mature, 26k (WIP)
The Dollhouse deals in fantasy, but Victor Nikiforov just needs one night.At least, until he finds himself wanting more. And it’s all because of Eros, the beautiful Active that’s consumed his every thought. MY MIND WAS BLOWN AFTER THAT UPDATE! WHAT A PLOT TWIST

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Here’s to another week of great fic reading! Be sure to give the authors some love!


Historical Fanfic No One Asked For: Blue Coat Red Coat

Steve found his mark in the barn.

He held his wounded belly, chest rising and falling. A wounded, wild animal. He looked up at Steve with all the defiance a dying man could muster. Steve held his bayonet at the ready. He should’ve shot. The man was a rebel, a traitor to the king. But that look in those steel eyes– they spoke of desperation, of a life suppressed and denied freedom. Steve wasn’t daft. In those eyes, Steve saw himself, clear and free of England’s patriotism. He wore the colors of oppression, the symbol of a king who let others die in his stead, he grew up reciting prayers altered to fit a king angered by the Catholic Church. He was a lie, and all it took was that flash, unfiltered, raw and so very clear in the blue coat’s gaze. So Steve lowered his bayonet, dropped to his knees and pulled out his bandages. 

The man flinched away, but his throat betrayed him with mangled whines of pain. He let Steve undo the buttons on his jacket and rip open his cotton shirt. The wound glistened in the barn. Orange flames from Steve’s lantern painted the man’s chest in wild flashes of color. Steve pulled out a flask of water, cleaning the wound. He’d need ale to prevent infection, but Steve couldn’t move him like this. 

“W-why? So you c-can take me prisoner? Torture me for information?” The man spit in Steve’s face. “Fuck you.” 

“No.” Steve wiped the saliva off his cheek. “Because fuck the king. That’s why.” 

The man’s eyes rounded, his sharp gaze was less wolf and more human. His skin even warmed as he relaxed against the hay. 

“Those’re traitor’s words,” he said before coughing. “You’re a captain.” He pointed to the gorget over Steve’s sternum. 

“Yeah well, maybe I’ve seen enough people die for a man who’s too scared to fight his own battles.” 

The man tried to laugh, but it came out garbled and wet. He rested his head back, adam’s apple bobbing. “Welcome to the rebellion, red coat.”

“What’s your name, blue coat?”

The man flashed a smile, his canines glinting in the lantern light. With a wince, he sat up more, holding the bandages where Steve packed the wound. “Get me outta here alive, and I’ll think about telling you.” 


anonymous asked:

“You bake when you’re stressed and sometimes you give me cookies, but recently you’re giving me whole baskets each day, now I’m not complaining but are you okay?” au sterek? <3

OK, I wrote you a quick little thing. :)


When Derek shows up at Stiles’ back door that morning with a basket full of about three dozen cookies, all carefully iced to look like Batman and Spider-Man, Stiles doesn’t say anything. He just gets up from the kitchen table and opens the screen door, and then he looks down at the basket for a long, long moment, and then he rubs the heels of his hands into his eyes and groans.

He looks kind of… unkempt. He’s wearing the same sweatpants and lacrosse hoodie he’d had on two days ago when Derek saw him at his mailbox, and his hair is sticking up everywhere, and it’s obvious he hasn’t shaved in a while because there’s some actual stubble there. Derek didn’t think Stiles was even capable of facial hair. It only adds to his attractiveness, but still, Derek can’t help but be concerned.

Derek doesn’t usually start conversations, but today he feels like making an exception. “Are you okay? This is a lot more baking than usual, even for you.”

“What? What do you mean?” Stiles says, dropping his hands to his sides. His face cycles through about five or six different expressions before settling on something that’s probably trying to say “innocent and oblivious,” but… well. Derek might not know Stiles that well, but he knows Stiles is definitely not either of those things, ever.

“The cookies,” Derek says slowly. “That you leave on my doorstep a few times a week while I’m out on my morning run.”

Stiles glares down at the cookies Derek’s holding like they’ve betrayed him.

“We don’t talk about it,” Derek says slowly, unsure, “but I thought you knew that I knew it was you. I mean, no one else in the neighborhood even talks to me.”

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Netflix and Chill
  • Regina: Zelena I have a day off!
  • Zelena: Fantastic.
  • Regina: Want to come over for Netflix and Chill?
  • Zelena *stunned*: What?
  • Regina: We can watch Netflix - Emma introduced me to it, it's amazing.
  • Zelena: You do know what Netflix and Chill means, right?
  • Regina: Hanging out whilst watching Grace and Frankie?
  • Zelena *smiling*: Call Emma...she'll explain it.
  • Regina: Why can't you explain it?
  • Zelena: Because you'd rather Netflix and Chill with Emma...trust me.
Fic Rec

This is a fic rec for some of the fics I’ve read recently and enjoyed. I’ve put the authors where i could find them on tumblr. Show them some love. Thank you to all the amazing people who write for this fandom. You’re amazing and we love you!

What Happens Next by lululawrence : a fic where Harry has to pick up the pieces and ends up on the couples cruise that should have been his honeymoon…with his best friend Louis. (Short, cute and lovely fic for anyone needing to smile today) (author is @lululawrence​ on tumblr too)

a body wishes to be held & held by turnyourankle : Harry wants to return the favour after Louis helps him out with his heat. (<10K; pretty hot and amazing with emotions and really respectful take at ABO; no non-con or dub-con; you’re bound to get hot and bothered. Loved it) (author is @dearly​ on tumblr)

Kiss me (this feels like falling in love) by Ambros : Five times Louis wanted to kiss Harry (and one time he did). (short and sweet; will make you smile )

If I don’t have you (there’ll be nothing left) by SadaVeniren: Louis thought after meeting Harry at a party everything would fall into place. If only life worked out that nicely. (ABO with a twist + amazing cameos :) )

What’s Stopping You? by kikikryslee : the one where Harry wants to get over his crush on Louis, so he makes a Grindr account to find someone new. Of course, Louis messages him, not realizing H’s real identity. It only takes a few days for them to figure it out. (Cute, funny, Friends to Lovers with fluff and smut, a joy to read really) (The author is @flamboyantommo​ here)

Mark my word (we gon’ be alright) by harioandlouigi : an A/B/O AU featuring an oblivious Harry as the pack leader, a pining Louis as his second-in-command, and an entourage of friends and family who are a little too good at keeping their mouths shut. (ABO fic which is big on consent and respect, I loved every bit of it. You should definitely read this. )

Your Love Was Handmade by InkedwithLove: Harry and Louis are best friends who are also mutually pining, and when a work trip looms in to separate the two of them for three weeks, they finally get their shit together. (Friends to lovers ; fluff and smut ; filled with love and emotions, will make you feel really amazing. be happy, give it a read) (The author is @inked-withlove​ here)

With You I Found My Place by fairytalelights : the one where Harry and Louis are flatmates, Harry loves Christmas and Louis thinks the holidays are a great opportunity to finally tell your best friend that you’re in love with him (Fluff and pining ; This fic is so well written. Its festive and amazing.) (The author is @lookslikefairytale on tumblr)

Open letter to Fic readers everywhere.



It isn’t cute and it isn’t flattering, it’s stressful and off-putting its what it is

I get it, you love the fic, you love the story, you’re invested, but so what?
The author doesn’t owe you anything and it’s seriously straining for them, especially with fics that have garnered a lot of attention, to constantly get comments/asks demanding updates in such a way. 

Authors are people just like you, they have lives outside of fandom, they have lives outside of writing fic AND CREATIVITY AND PRODUCTIVITY IS DIFFERENT FOR EVERYONE. Some authors can churn out works day after day, for some the process is longer. Writing takes time and effort and and incredible amount of LOVE. 

Some writers go through very long processes of research and planning before they can even get one chapter out. Some writers can’t push updates as fast as others. DEAL WITH IT. You’re not paying anything for the content fic writers put out, and the amount of BS some authors have to put up with from readers seriously outweighs the amount of appreciation they get.

So stop sending authors these kinds of messages. If you like the fic so much, TELL THEM. But comment about the things you liked about a chapter, comment about the writing, about what it made you feel, what made you laugh, what gave you feels etc and just… just leave them be for crying out loud.
You are not gonna die if your favorite fic doesn’t update in one week. month, year, ever. You’ll find some other fic to read and to like and to cry about, so stop being insensitive and putting this kind of pressure on fic writers please. The only thing you accomplish with this is to make them not enjoy writing the thing anymore, make them stop interacting with their readers, and sometimes it really pushes them to stop working on their fic and just QUIT. 

Please think about this next time you’re about to send a writer an ask about updates, it doesnt matter how nice you go about it, the feeling is still the same.

Thank you~

Full of Surprises

Characters: Y/N (reader), Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, Misha Collins

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: none really.      

Word Count: 1003 (exact cause I know steph - sorry bout the 3 girl!)

A/N: This is for one of the best people I have met on tumblr. She is the first friend I gained on here and she has put up with my ass ever since. It’s your birthday Stepie so I am gonna say this even if it is gonna make you barf. I love you so so much <3 Happy birthday @torn-and-frayed Hope you enjoy your Jensen you impossible woman ;)

Psst the aesthetic I promised you is at the bottom of the fic. It is kinda a give away so I hid it :P

Thanks a billion to the sweet @impala-dreamer for betaing this one for me <3 I owe you one Beka!

“Jensen! You missed the turn,” you scolded as Jensen blew past your street and continued into town.

“No I didn’t,” Jensen merely replied, making your blood boil. You knew he had wanted the two of you to go out on your birthday and make some big deal out of you turning 30. You had steadfastly refused. It was just another birthday and you hated all the fuss. You didn’t wanna be the center of attention all night long. Your idea of a perfect birthday was sitting in front of the tv, eating pizza with your boyfriend. You knew Jensen knew that and you couldn’t believe he didn’t wanna accept it.  

“Don’t make me jump out of a moving car, Jensen. Take me home,” you warned him, just enough anger in your voice for him to nervously shift in his seat.

“You don’t wanna go home, babe,” he answered you in a slightly shaky voice.

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“I could search the world, nobody is better than you!” is some next-level Pride and Prejudice type shit tho.

Like I get that this is shouted at Viktor while he’s doing naked stretches on a local monument and That’s Ridiculous, but this could just as easily have been murmured on a moor somewhere. Words said so quietly they have trouble even crossing the intimate space between where Yuuri’s body ends and Viktor’s begins, rain pouring down around them. Yuuri takes off his glove and presses his fingers to Viktor’s cheek for the first time. Skin-to-skin. The headiest and most erotic thing either of them has ever experienced.

“I could search the world,” Yuuri says, gut stirred by the simple sensation of Viktor’s smooth cheek against his hand. “Nobody is better than you. My feelings for you are…most ardent and unequaled. I have never felt for anyone else what I feel for you, and don’t care to. I understand that our misunderstanding was in some part my fault, but please do not let this sour your opinion of me, for you are the man I hope to someday make my husband.” Viktor’s eyes widen, ice on a clear lake. Yuuri doesn’t wait for him to speak. “These are not emotions I take lightly, Mister Nikiforov. They have consumed my mind and my person for years, and will continue to do so until I hear your response. Please, think on my proposal.”

Yuuri turns to go–he does not expect the firm, elegant grip that pulls him back by his wrist.

“I have thought about it,” Viktor tells him, silver hair sopping with rainwater. Even here, soaked and mused, he is beautiful. “My answer is yes. Yes, of course. I consent to your courtship.”

Yuuri feels the smile bloom onto his face, almost entirely without his own command. “An understanding, then,” he murmurs, disengaging his wrist from Viktor’s hand, but only to take it in his own.

“Yes,” Viktor says. “An understanding.”

For @funkzpiel because of this wonderful and perfect fic. Your fic make me wanna draw a lot more omg (Please excuse me but I think I won’t be able to stop doodling ; w ;). Thank you so much :D

Who haven’t read the fic please go and read it. It’s so amazing I wanna scream. Funkzpiel’s Newt is VERY ADORABLE and Wolf!Graves is FREAKING GOOD TO MY HEART!!! That’s all the reasons to read this fic!!!

PS: The original design of the wolf is Stephen Cartwright’s I own nothing! (except I made his brows thicker… wayyyyy thicker lol)

Angelina’s Best of April

I started a new job and have not had as much as I would have liked and will be busy. Please tag me in your stuff and I will get to it! (Please keep in mind, I don’t read Lucifer or any combination of shipping with him, Mick or Ketch).


Heartbreaker, Gatekeeper (Dean x Donna) @thing-you-do-with-that-thing

An Ode To Baby (no pairing) @idreamofhazel

The Shittiest Song Ever (Sam x Jess) @tankcupcakes

Eye Of The Hurricane (Dean x Reader) @lipstickandwhiskey 

Flutter (Cas x Reader Soulmate AU) @ellen-reincarnated1967

That’s My Girl (Jensen x Reader) @dancingalone21

Somebody’s Baby (Dean x Reader) @iwantthedean


The Tryst (Dean x Donna) @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog

Hunter part 2 (Sam x Reader) @just-another-busy-fangirl READ PART 1 FIRST!

Long, Lean, and Lethal (Dean x Reader) @winchestersnco

A Bump In The Road (Dean x Reader) @inmysparetime0

Shorter Than Me (Jared x Reader) @teamfreewill-imagine

Afternoon Delight (Dean x Reader) @melissaj616

About Time (Sam x Reader) @just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms

Morning Sex (Sam x Reader) @melissaj616

Especially Now (Sam x Reader) @winchester-smut

The Woman In Me (Dean x Reader AU) @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid


Invisible series(Dean x Reader ongoing series) @just-another-busy-fangirl

Twisted Desires series (Jensen x Reader x Danneel) @chelsea072498

Deadly Secrets series (Jared x Reader) @d-s-winchester

Invisible series (no pairing at this time) @just-another-busy-fangirl

Kill Zone series (Dean x Reader AU) @thing-you-do-with-that-thing

As Long As You’re Mine (Dean x Witch!Reader) @just-another-busy-fangirl

Take It All Back series (Jensen x OFC) @iwantthedean

Hunting Ground series (part 1) (Dean x Reader AU) @luci-in-trenchcoats (all parts linked)

Don’t (Dean x Reader) @waywardjoy 


The Charade series (Jensen x OFC, Misha x OFC) collaboration @iwantthedean and @d-s-winchester 

Into The Mystic series (Dean x OC Evelyn) by @tankcupcakes

Girlfriend? Part 5 (Jared x Taylor) @impalaimagining (series masterlist)

Eat a Snickers (Sam x Reader) @just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms


The King Is Back (link to part 1)(Dean x Reader) @just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms

Dean Winchester Is Worried (Dean x Reader) @hollygopossum 

Political Animals Part 12 (Jared x Reader A/B/O AU) @winchesterprincessbride

Perfect series (Jensen x Reader) @supernatural-jackles (this has IT ALL)

Cheater Cheater (Dean x Reader) @melissaj616

Every Little Thing series (Jensen x Reader) @death2thevirgin (all parts linked)

anonymous asked:

Yoongi, 6&“Get on your knees.”

Originally posted by mvssmedia

Rated - M

goblin inspired. 

muses: ceo!yoongi x heiress!reader
genre: angst, smut, fluff
words: 2.8k
note: this was meant to be under 1k bc it’s supposed to be a drabble but. please forgive me for the upcoming ceo au’s

warning: sexual tension, oral, “get on your knees, yoongi.”

you knew him, not personally per se. but you might as well claim to with all the things you’d been hearing of that man. at the age of 22 he had graduated college and immediately got into the business. two years later, he’d earn his masters degree and his startup had been blowing up with established business pledging alliance and overpouring promising clients waiting to sign contracts of agreement before others waltzed in and stole the chance.

and yet, you refused to be one of the many that’d worshiped the ground he stood on. you detested the need to have him as an affiliate. you loathed having to put on the ivory, skin tight dress, wear your hair up and don yourself the bloodiest red on your lips. and you gravely hated having to sit across from the man who didn’t even bat an eye at you as though you were another pretty instrument he would keep within his chambers as your father discussed the terms of the agreement with cold sweat running down his temple - as if this man was beyond god. min yoongi - what a humble name for a god though.

“the things here all belong to you, you may do as you like, go along with your routine as before so long as you do your part in the contract - appear as my beautiful loving fiancee in public events.”

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AO3 Filtering and You!

So I’ve seen a couple people talking about hating to see certain pairings and characters when searching on AO3, and I thought I’d take a moment to teach everyone A Thing I Love To Do. You can absolutely and very very easily filter out pairings and characters when you search for fics!

Step one: Find the tag for the character/pairing you want to filter out.

You’re gonna have to click on it (I’M SORRY I KNOW BUT ONLY FOR A SECOND).

Step two: After clicking on that tag you hate, find the RSS Feed button up on top and click that.

This is gonna bring up a screen full of gibberish. But it’s okay! This is good gibberish.

Step three: In the address bar, find the numbers that appear after tags/

That’s the numerical code that AO3 has attached to that tag.

Step four: Copy that number, then paste it in the search bar with a - in front of it

Step five: Success! Pressing search will remove that tag from the search results.

For best results, save all the tags you hate in a document and copy/paste when needed. You can totally stack these filters as much as you want, just make sure there’s a - in front of each tag code.

But Lady, you ask, how does this work? Well, the AO3 search engine, like every single search engine you will ever use, uses something called boolean searching. Putting that - in front of what you don’t want will tell the search engine “show me everything that fits this criteria, EXCEPT NOT this other criteria”.

The problem with AO3 is, if you search “-Character1/Character2″, it will fail to filter out stories tagged with “Character2/Character1″, or any stories where the tag uses a character’s nickname. But thanks to something that AO3 calls tag wrangling, both of those options will be stored within the same numerical code, so that a search for one will also bring up the other. You can use that in your filtering to ensure that all iterations of that pairing you hate will be removed.

WARNING: this currently only applies to character and pairing tags, and only the tags that have gotten enough fics to have been “wrangled” by AO3 and given a tag code. It also won’t work on stories where the tag has been misspelled.

inloveamateursatbest  asked:

i feel like this is hella specific while still being incredibly vague as a prompt but i believe in u: how about rob is upset about something (your choice) and trying his damnedest to hide it as usual, and liv cheers him up without even realising she's doing it? bonus points if aaron does notice but actually thinks that is the most effective way of cheering up rob <33

Liv raised an eyebrow as she looked at Robert hunched over on the couch, staring blankly at the television. It was late enough on Saturday morning, late enough for it to be strange that Robert was still in his pyjamas, the ridiculous Star Wars patterned trousers she’d bought him last Christmas paired with a hoodie of Aaron’s she was prone to stealing herself.

Spreading some more chocolate spread on the pile of toast she’d made herself, Liv picked up her cup of tea, padding across the kitchen to join Robert on the couch, plonking herself down beside him unceremoniously.

“Why are you watching the news?” Liv rolled her eyes, dumping her plate and mug down on the coffee table, half expecting Robert’s usual lecture about getting a coaster.

Robert shrugged, glancing at the television. “Wanted to see if the world had ended yet,” he quipped, gesturing at the news story about Trump.

Liv rolled her eyes, grabbing the control and turning Netflix on, flicking through the shows they’d been watching. She and Robert had been working their way through American Horror Story, Aaron not one bit interested in watching it with them.

“Have you been watching it without me?” Liv asked, suspicious. She could have sworn they’d only been on season three, but Netflix was telling her otherwise.

Robert shook his head. “I think we both fell asleep the other week when we were watching it,” he admitted, leaning back in his seat, the sleeves of Aaron’s hoodie tugged down around his wrists. “Bit gorey for this hour of the morning though, innit?”

Liv rolled her eyes. “What do you want to watch then?”

Robert reached across for the control, flicking through the options on Netflix before he came to an unfamiliar title. “Fawlty Towers,” he grinned, as if Liv should know what that was. “We used to watch this all the time growing up. It aired in like the 1970s, and they only ever made twelve episodes, but it’s the best.”

“The 70s? Jesus, Robert, how old are you?”

Robert rolled his eyes, shoving at her side. “I’m not that old, cheeky. It’s a classic, you’ll love it.”

Liv settled back on the couch, offering Robert a slice of toast before she spoke. “If I don’t, I’m making you watch all of Stranger Things from the beginning again.”

“For the third time?” Robert raised an eyebrow. First time around, the three of them had watched it together, and Liv had then roped Robert into watching it all again, knowing Aaron had little interest.

Liv grinned, confirming his suspicions. “For the third time.”

It was hours later when Aaron finally got home, and they’d managed to work their way through ten of the twelve episodes, half eaten pizza scattered across the coffee table, Liv sitting with an ice cream tub in hand.

Robert was as much of a slob as she was, when he wanted to be, ordering them in a feast from Dominos and trekking to David’s to get in some ice cream and crisps. It was the best kind of day, and Aaron arriving home only made it all the better.

“Hiya,” Aaron greeted, kicking his boots off at the door. “Have you two been lazing in here all day?” he inquired, padding across the room in his socks to drop a kiss to Robert’s chocolate covered lips.

Liv did her usual of pretending like they were disgusting her, but in actuality, she loved days like these, when nothing in the world had gone wrong, and the three of them were just happy.

A happy family.

“I need to piss,” Robert mumbled, Liv wrinkling her nose at his admission.

“Gross, go away.” Liv kicked at Robert with her slippered foot, Aaron snorting as his husband stumbled slightly, his knees cracking as he eased himself up off the couch. “Boys are disgusting.”

“Yeah, they are.” Aaron agreed, sitting down next to her on the couch, stealing a spoonful of the ice cream, reaching for some of the leftover pizza as he ate. “How’s he been today?”

Liv raised an eyebrow. “He’s been brilliant, we’ve been watching some old show he used to watch with his family all day,” she shrugged, wondering why Aaron would even need to ask.

Aaron raised an eyebrow. “So he’s been fine, all day?”

“Yeah, why?”

Aaron tugged her close, pressing a kiss to the side of her forehead. “You’re a star, you know that?” he said, a bright smile on his face. He genuinely looked proud of her, as if she’d done something other than slob about in her pyjamas all day long, eating junk food and watching telly.

“Why are you being so weird?” Liv asked, not protesting the cuddle Aaron was giving her. He was her big brother, after all.

“It’s his mum’s anniversary today,” Aaron admitted, glancing toward the bathroom, checking if Robert was on his way back. “He finds it really tough, and I was worried about him being alone today.”

Liv didn’t know much about Robert and his family, just enough to know his parents were both dead, that he’d lost his mum in tragic circumstances - she’d been a good mum, as well, judging by how Robert would talk about her sometimes, briefly mentioning something she’d do, or cook, a soft, sad smile on his face.

“I didn’t know,” Liv said quietly, glancing at the paused screen. She’d been happy to indulge Robert and watch all of Fawlty Towers with him when she realised just how genuinely funny it was, Robert quoting every character as though he’d watched it a million times over himself.

“Did a stand up job either way,” Aaron beamed at her, munching his way through his slice of pizza.

Liv couldn’t help feeling a little bit proud of herself. Robert had been a rock for her for a long time now, sorting her problems and getting her place back at school, making sure she was getting on alright.

She’d never really thought about how she’d ever be able to help him, return the favour.

But she had, and without knowing, too.

Liv grinned, scooping out the last of the ice cream, the chocolatey mixture mostly melted now, chunks of cookie dough floating in the soupy dregs left in the tub. “Well, he’s my brother too, had to look out for him, didn’t I?”

anonymous asked:

Hello! Ya have any good fix recs for Naruto with world-building? Like how the village works, how jobs go and may character building too? Much love <33

An Invincible Summer

To Be Lost on the Road of Life

A political perspective

In Good Company

Of Harrowed Hearts

Pulling My Weight

Dinner with the Special Assassination and Tactical Squad

It’s Just That Any One of Us Is Half Without Another One Is You

Storm of Sand, Rage of Fire

Doing It ANBU

Is this real?

Simon gets the surprise of his life when his roommate, Baz, asks him to pretend to be his boyfriend. Everything is going according to plan until the line of what’s real and what isn’t starts to blur, and they both have to make a decision.

For @snowbaz-feda

Also many thanks to @eroticgropefest for the beta!!

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4] [Part 5] [Part 6] [Part 7]

Part 7 - I’ve got you now


I wake up with Baz arm around me, and I don’t want to move. He’s still sleeping, I can hear his soft breathing, so I let myself stay like that for a while.

When he wakes up, he slowly disentangles himself from me “I’m going to hunt before we go back,” he tells me while he’s getting dressed.

I’m momentarily distracted looking at him getting dressed, that I only tell him, “okay,” right before he leaves.

I feel like I just missed my chance to talk to him about this, so I take a quick shower and decide to go after him. I can’t stand it anymore, not knowing how he really feels.

I start walking into the woods, making as much noise as I can, so that he’ll hear me.

After a few minutes he shows up. We stare a few seconds at each other, until he finally speaks. “Snow… what are you doing here?”

“I came to talk to you.”

“You could have waited-”

“No, I really couldn’t,” I interrupt him, and he’s looking at me in a strange way now.

I step closer to Baz, but I can’t look up while I say it. “I can’t keep doing this Baz, this fake relationship with you…”

“I see… ” That’s all he has to say? I look up at him and he’s looking hurt. So I just grab him by the neck and kiss him one last time. He’s not kissing me back, so I pull away to look at him.

“This is why I can’t keep pretending…” I close my eyes and let go of him. “It feels too good,  too real, when we’re together and it isn’t.“

Suddenly Baz is kissing me.

It’s so good.

It’s been so good every time.

And somehow we end up falling to the ground, and he’s not letting go of me. “Simon…” he tells me, between kisses. “This has been real for me too.”

I’ve got you, I think. I’ve finally got you.

(see my snowbaz fic masterlist)

He felt inexplicably nervous. Exposed, in a way. It seemed almost intimate, like by showing Harry his wings he was baring some secret part of himself. Which was ridiculous; all angels had wings (some more than one set), and there was no such thing as ‘wing envy.’ As they say on Earth, size didn’t matter. A pair of wings was unique to the angel they belonged to, as lovingly crafted by their creator as any other part of them, so comparing them was a pointless exercise.

“Okay,” he said, steeling himself, before taking in a deep breath and letting his wings free. It wasn’t so theatrical as the movies made it seem—they didn’t burst through his skin or clothing. Instead, they seemed to unfold out of thin air, sprouting from Louis’ shoulder blades and unfurling like a flower in bloom. The ends were long enough to drag the ground at their full height. Louis rolled his shoulders, the weight of them grounding after going so long without letting them breathe, and he held them out to the sides so Harry could get a better look at them. “What do you think?” he asked meekly, spreading his hands in front of him. He felt as if he was offering himself up, somehow. Like Harry was some ancient god, and Louis was the best sacrifice mere mortals could come up with.

But Harry looked at him with shiny eyes and a slack jaw, wonder etched into every feature. “They’re beautiful.”

My Sweetest Downfall by @icanhazzalou/kiwikero

Allegiance {BBH}

Description: CEO!Baekhyun AU - He was successful. He owned his own business and was most likely making millions of dollars an hour. Every night when he leaves, you’re  working the corner by the exit. At the end of the day, however, today he was more than frustrated after firing half of his staff. You agree to his offer and go home with him and he becomes a regular. Soon enough, he makes another offer you just can’t refuse.

Genre: Smut / Angst / Fluff

Total Parts: 17

Total Word Count: 36,106

Pairing: Byun Baekhyun x Reader (with appearances from various EXO members and Min Yoongi)

Author: Admin Xiufairy (this is on AFF, links to each part are below)

Originally posted by baekhyunsama

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ktwesterna  asked:

Lady noir for 1 or 37?

Okay so maybe, maybe flirting with the cute station attendant on the job hadn’t been the best idea, he could admit that — and getting kissed by a stranger wasn’t precisely his idea of a good time, but, you know, whatever.

Where the hell did Ladybug get off with getting that pissed off about it?

“What’s your problem, anyway?” he tried not to demand as they looked through the room the station attendant had left them in, frustrated and tired and knowing full well that it wasn’t jealousy making her act like this and wishing desperately that it was anyway.

Ladybug turned her nose up, shoulders tight as she dug into the shelves by the window. “Bet I could do it better.”

“Then put your money where your mouth is, miss goody two-shoes,” Chat snapped across the room, wired and a little bit too far past being able to handle… whatever this was.

There was a beat — three heartbeats where he wondered if he should take it back and apologize for his tone.

And then her scarlet lips twisted into a grin.

“Come over here and make me.”

Chat didn’t realize he was moving until his shoulder hit the shelving next to her chosen workspace, the dulled impact ringing in his ears and his heart in his mouth.

“Depends on what you’re so sure you could do ‘better,’ Bugaboo.”

She blinked at him, languid and slow, and then dropped her burning, burning eyes to his mouth as she straightened. “I can think of a few things.”


He leaned in, his entire body tingling in pure craving, and said, in a voice that just about growled without any input from him, “Gonna have to be a little more specific than that.”

A flash of white teeth bared in a smirk, and she wrapped her hand around the back of his neck and kissed him like possession.


So it was jealousy.

He was trying not to think fuck yes as Ladybug shoved him back against a pile of boxes and crawled into his lap, antsy and needy and hotter than hell, but, well…

She growled herself as she pulled away, blinking blown pupils down at him like she was checking her handiwork, then licked her lips and purred, “That, for starters.”

Fuck yes.

Since I’m on a K drawing roll here’s a quick something for brynne-lagaao​ for all the beautiful fics because I love them