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I just read this from a blogger/writer I admired and looked up to: “writing fanfic won’t prepare you creatively to write original content and it’s not real writing.” 

And I just have to say: FUCK THAT. 

Writing fanfic has done nothing BUT prepare me to write original content. If it weren’t for writing fic, I’d have never attempted nanowrimo, I would have never outlined that novel, or even thought about it. If it weren’t for fanfic, I would never believe that I could do it. I would never have believed I could be a writer. 

TO MY FELLOW FANFIC AUTHORS: 

Fanfic is so much more than just twisting stories to fit the world these characters live in. It is us creating original work that is sometimes better than what the show gives us. It is us stretching creative muscles that maybe we’ve never stretched before. It is us cultivating a talent that we love and enjoy. I’m proud of all of you. I’m proud that you’ve put pen to paper and fingers to keyboards. I’m proud that you’ve done it when it seems there was no decent feedback. I’m proud that you’ve posted what you’ve written, because that shit is scary. I’m proud of you. 

Originally posted by waitingfordestieltohappen

So keep writing. Keep showing your favorite characters love. Keep bringing those stories to life. 

Because Fanfic Writers ARE real writers. 

And don’t let anyone else tell you otherwise. 

xoxo, me

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By Then

Request: Can you do JD x Fem!Reader whereJd stands up for her when she’s bullied And if you do it can you tag me

Tag/s: @hamilton4laurens

Pairing: Jason Dean / JD x Reader

A/N: imsorryifthisisbadhelpme | also what a crappy title i didnt know what to name it lol


You always tried to avoid being the center of attention. It wasn’t because the Heathers would probably bully and trash talk you for it, you just didn’t like people talking about you let alone look at you all the time. You were basically the polar opposite of them.

But that wasn’t the case after H. Duke, being the butt she is spread rumors about you because H. Chandler told her to do it. You didn’t do anything to them but they think you practically attacked them by helping Martha out of a situation caused by them.

The rumor basically went, “Y/N will do blowjobs for everyone!” and everyone believed it because one, they were idiots and two, it came from the most popular girls in school. You kind of wanted to die.

Kind of.

You sat alone at lunch at the farthest table possible so that you wouldn’t gain attention. But of course, one way or another they’d try to bring you in the spotlight just to humiliate you. Especially, Kurt and Ram.

“Please leave me alone.” You watched as the two of them sat across the table abruptly and looked at you with great perversity.

“Aw don’t be like that, Y/N.” Kurt grinned from ear to ear. “We just want to have fun with you~”

“Go away.” You said as you took your tray and stood up but before you could walk away, Ram took a hold of your wrist making you drop your tray. It clattered loudly making everyone in the room face your direction.

“Don’t be a loser.” He said. 

“Go away!” You said, louder this time and tried squirming your wrist out of his grasp but to no avail. You were pretty weak, basically.

“You heard the girl, go away.”

It happened too fast but the next thing you know, Ram was on the ground holding his face moaning in pain and you were right behind JD, the transfer student you weren’t even friends with. You were both relieved and shocked that he came to your aid. 

“JD!” You gasped and he looked down at you, smiling. Ever since he came to the school, you’ve tried talking to him countless times since you were in so many classes together but you never came around it. It sounds ridiculous but you may or may not have harbored a little crush on him by just seeing him.

He punched Kurt when he was charging towards him in revenge for his best friend lying on the ground. When he did, Kurt was just in the same position as Ram was: lying on the ground, hurting.

“Come on, let’s go before they get up.” He grinned and took you by the hand, pulling you through the cafeteria with silent, shocked students as they watched you exit.

“Thank you.” You said. “For saving me.”

“It’s not a big deal, Y/N.” JD said as he rubbed his knuckles. 

“You know my name?”

“Uh,” he took awhile. “Yeah, I do.”

A smile found its way on your lips and before you know it, he was also smiling too. You wanted time to stop right here right now.

“I’ve been meaning to talk to you,” he said. “But I feel like I might be bothering you.” 

“No,” you laughed. “Actually I’ve been meaning to talk to you too.” 

“Really?” he smiled. “What about?”

“Uhm..” Shit. 

JD laughed. “I’ve meaning to talk.. Ask you if you want to get a slushie some time this week?”

You smiled. “Sure.”

“And by then, I hope you tell me why you’ve been meaning to talk to me too.”

anonymous asked:

mamihlapinatapei w/ eggsy!!

eggsy unwin + mamihlapinatapei - the look between two people in which each loves the other but is too afraid to make the first move.

a/n; idk how i feel about this validate me

tags; @alexsunmners  @mvximoff @rax-writes @paperclipmac @mutantlaura

Originally posted by fiveguysfiction


Being apart of the Kingsman, of course, has its perks and Eggsy’s favorite is by far is the fact that he gets to travel for free. His passport has seemingly pages upon pages of stamps, which reminds him of how fortunate he is for being apart of something greater than he’ll ever be.

He’s thinking of this now as he’s leaning over the balcony of a hotel, champagne in hand, somewhere in the heart of Athens; with a beautiful girl next to him.

Ever since the two of you met, there’s always been an underlying sense of something a little more than friendship. Between the overnight missions, undercover work, and just being around each other; you’ve grown incredibly fond of the boy from Westminister, as he has to you. Just being around you is Eggsy’s balm; You calms him, in a sense. You just get him like no one else has. Maybe it’s because you understand what it’s like to be raised in a broken home, maybe it’s because you know what it’s like to be undervalued and tossed to the side. Despite what it might be, Eggsy is not blind to the fact that what he feels for you is something barely short of nirvana, and it feels like a thousand fireworks and falling into the unknown.

He turns to look at you now, watching the lights of the city illuminate your face, making you practically glow in the dark of the night. Your hair is tied up in a messy bun and you’re wearing a sundress, the heat of the Greek air even being apparent at night. As you discuss the beauty of the city, Eggsy can’t seem to focus because all he can seem to think is how beautiful you are.

You’ve known you’ve loved him for a while, you suppose. You never really believed in destiny or fate or anything of that sort. It always seemed childish and unrealistic, with the life you lived before the Kingsman. But Eggsy– Eggsy changed that for you.

There’s a momentary lull after you finish talking of visiting Athena’s Temple, a natural, easy silence falling between the two of you. You can feel him looking at you, and you’re wondering if this may be the moment that changes things for the two of you, that you’ll surpass the friendship; and become the lovers you’re destined to be. You turn to face Eggsy and he’s closer than you had originally thought, and your breath catches in your throat because he’s looking at you like you surpass the city of beauty.

You subconsciously move a little closer to him, shoulders now touching and you swear you can feel him melt into your touch. His fingers brush across the tops of your knuckles against the railing, and your gaze drops to where his fingers reside. Your cheeks heat in response, and you flicker your eyes forward as you turn your hand upwards, placing his soft hand in yours. You feign nonchalance as you study the city once more, and say,

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”

And without taking his eyes off of you, he says,

“Beautiful.”

Games

(A/N: I went with Jealous!Crowley, as I do so love to toy with him. I hope you like it nony! <3)

Originally posted by crowleycanyounot


Games

There was something rather sinfully wonderful about Crowley’s face when he was jealous. The way his eyes would narrow, flames practically dancing behind them as he studied you. His gaze catching your every movement, causing his jaw to set and lips to press into a thin line. The faintly veiled anger radiating from him in waves as you toyed and teased with his typically composed exterior. You knew how to break his character, you knew how to get him so riled up that he’d be ready to decimate every single thing in the room and punish you for your wicked ways.

And that was exactly why you did it.

You knew the poor sap you were flirting with was in no real danger, but if he only knew who was watching him, ready to scatter his organs to the four corners of the earth, he’d have been running to the hills.

You trailed your fingers up his arm, shamelessly flirting the information you needed out of him, milking it for all it was worth. A glazed look in his eye told you that he was putty in your hand, but you continued to pile little affections on him until you could almost hear Crowley growling behind you.

A rough hand closed around you bicep, snapping you and the informant back to reality as Crowley hauled you to your feet. The thrill of the chase welled up inside you, and while Crowley was cross, you’d knew you’d won the game. He didn’t even bother to drag you from the bar, forgoing his usual ‘go-to’ of getting outside before zapping the two of you some place more private. Your eyes went wide as smashed open the Men’s Room door, ordering the startled man who’d been washing his hands to get out.

The door had hardly swung shut behind the retreating man before Crowley snapped his fingers, locking the door and turning to regard you with a fierce look in his eyes.

“You want to play games, Darling?” he asked, his chest heaving with adrenaline and rage.

You licked your bottom lip before pulling it between your teeth and cocking an eyebrow at him, challenging him to do his worst.

An eerie calm settled around him as he took a step closer to you, his gaze deliberate sliding around the room as if to show what you’d made him resort to. Gradually he brought himself to look at you again, the distance between you now minimal and you felt the first quakes of fear and anticipation flooding you as he spoke.

“Well, what do you say we get started then?”

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Ups & Downs (Part 2)

a/n: i was gonna finish this tomorrow but i said fuck it and wrote it all tonight! there will be a next part so u dont have to worry ;) also if u wanna be tagged just tell me

tags: @bethbat @professionalfangirl3000 @imreallyfredweasley @onelastfic @coramoon025 @daddysprettypagan@im-fandom-trash @hello-fanfiction-goodbye-grades @desperatepenguin722@justcallmecinammon

word count: 3,502 words (jfc)

PART ONE! PART TWO PART THREE

Your life has been great ever since you got fired. Which was an odd sentence to say but still very true.

After you got fired that day, you immediately vented your feelings out by writing them all down. This is what you went to college for after all, you were a major literature and writing. And writing always made you feel better.

After a couple hours later and a lot of typing, you got an email. You saved your document and leaned back to stretch. As you went to open the email, you recognized the address as Mr. Hamilton’s.

Dear (Y/N),

I know this may seem unprofessional but with the current circumstances of your job I do believe this is appropriate and necessary. I am truly sorry about what happened in the office and Miss Maria Reynolds told me the reasons why Laf and Jefferson had let you go, which is quite preposterous.

You raised your eyebrows. You didn’t know Mr. Hamilton and Maria were close.

I am very good friends with Lafayette and it seems very unlike him to fire someone without any good reason. And although Jefferson and I do not get along, even he isn’t that big of an asshole to do something like this, excuse my language.

You giggled at this.

The reason why I emailed you was because you are truly an amazing person, not just as a secretary, and I am checking to see if you are alright. I enjoyed the talks we had in my office and I will deeply miss them. I hope to receive a reply soon!

Sincerely,

Alexander Hamilton

You smiled sadly as this. Sometimes you would get in trouble because you and Mr. Hamilton would stay in his office and just talk about the most random things. Although most of the time, it was just one of you ranting about something to the other, but you are still going to miss that and him.

You were about to simply type back a “Thank you, I am fine” but instead you opened up your document you were working on and copied and pasted it to send it to him. You added a little note at the bottom thanking him for his concern and saying that you also will miss him.

With that you shut your laptop, the events of the day finally catching up to you leaving you drained of energy. You looked at the clock to see it read 12:48 AM and you laughed.

Only Mr. Hamilton would send an email at this hour, you thought sleepily as you yawned.

With that you dragged yourself to bed and fell into a dreamless sleep.

~

You didn’t know that sending Mr. Hamilton (you now call him Alex) your paper about how you felt about That Day would change your life. After reading it, Alex sent it to his sister-in-law who was the CEO at a big newspaper company. She absolutely loved and asked you to become a writer at her company.

Seven months later you climbed to the top and became a head writer in The Schuyler Times. You couldn’t be more proud of yourself and you wouldn’t trade your job for the world.

You became very good friends with Angelica Schuyler, the woman who hired you, and you became a well known writer across the east coast.

You never missed your old job, but you would miss a couple of the friends you made while working their. Every once in a while you would meet up with Maria and Alex to see how they were doing, but they were the only ones you kept in touch from your old work.

One day, you were writing an article about a local robbery that happened last night when you got a text from Alex.

mr. nonstop: (2:03 PM)

omg u would not believe what i found out

mr. nonstop: (2:03 PM)

(Y/N) answer it’s so important there’s so much drama

mr. nonstop: (2:03 PM)

it’s such juicy gossip

mr. nonstop: (2:03 PM)

PLS answer i must tell you

you: (2:04 PM)

what alex im working i get off at 3

mr. nonstop: (2:04 PM)

OH PERFECT can you meet me at the coffee shop by my building at 330? i believe this will be better if i told you in person :D

Your eyebrows raised at this. It didn’t sound bad, but you knew it had something to do with you, and you can’t resist talking about drama. You texted back “sure” and went back to work.

Time flew by and you hauled a cab to meet Alex at the normal coffee shop you both went to talk shit about people.

You checked your watch and saw it was 5 til 3:30, but you already spotted Alex gulping down his coffee at your normal table while shaking his leg vigorously as his eyes roamed around the café.

The gossip must be very good today, you thought.

His eyes widened when he saw you and grinned mischievously as he waved you over.

“Ok, here’s your frappuccino!” He handed you your drink as you sat down. “Now let’s get to the good stuff.”

You took a sip of your drink and waited for him to start.

“So obviously a couple months ago you got ‘let go’,” He said as he put sarcastic quotations around “let go”.

You rolled your eyes and nodded.

“So since you got fired, Lafayette and Jefferson needed a new secretary, right?” He said with a smirk.

You put down your drink at this, you totally didn’t think about how your old bosses would need a new vict-assistant to hire.

“They hired this one guy but fired him the next week, then they hired this girl who was there for a month then quit, after they they hired a girl who they, no joke, fired the next day,” Alex went on.

Your eyes widened as Alex kept talking about how many secretaries Mr. Lafayette and Mr. Jefferson have gone through.

“…So in total for the past seven months they have gone through twelve secretaries, (Y/N). Twelve!” Alex laughed as he slammed his coffee down. “I feel so bad for the one working right now, I swear they cry whenever Laf barely talks to them sternly.”

You chuckled with Alex but you still couldn’t believe it. 

Twelve assistants? Nobody is that picky about assistants.

“But that’s not the juicy part!” Alex suddenly stopped laughing.

“It’s not? Because that sounds pret-ty good to me.” You said as you stirred your whipped cream with your straw.

Alex scooted closer to you, “I found the real reason why you got fired.”

You snapped your eyes up to his, “The what?

Alex chuckled sinisterly and leaned back against his chair, “They didn’t fire you because you were distracted,”

He leaned closer and whispered into your ear, “They fired you because you were distracting.”

You moved your head away from his and looked at him to see if he was really saying what he you think he was saying.

Alex nodded his head and took a sip of coffee, “Oh yes, (Y/N), they were distracted by you.”

You jaw dropped as he confirmed what you thought he was saying.

“There’s no way!” You gasped. “Who told you this?”

Alex then told you how he eavesdropped-

“Overheard!” Alex would object.

How he eavesdropped on a conversation between Jefferson and Lafayette.

“Apparently they couldn’t handle wanting to jump your bones every time they called you into their office, so they had to fire you. Lafayette kept saying you were ”*une belle fleur” and Jefferson said you were “a sight for sore eyes.”

You laughed hard as he did (very bad) impressions of the two of them and he started cackling with you. Afterwards, you wiped the tears from your eyes, but then you remembered what Alex said.

“So, is that all you came to tell me?” You asked Alex.

He shook his head, “I think you should stop by the office and say hi to a couple friends. I’m sure a couple people missed you, some more than others.” He winked and with that he was off, waving goodbye and yelling he hopes to see you soon. That night he texted you to come “stop by” the office next Tuesday.

You left him on read.

~

The next week came soon enough and you texted Angelica that you’re taking the day off.

you: (7:17 AM)

hey angie im not gonna be at work today i have some…stuff to take care of

angie: (7: 21 AM)

make sure you make them regret firing you ;)

You froze and re-read the text again.

Of course Alex would tell her, you thought. He can’t keep his big mouth shut.

You dressed nice today, not because you wanted to impress people. Oh no, you’re a well-known writer! You can dress whenever you want because you can!

You were walking into your former building when you heard someone behind you call your name.

“Hey (Y/N), dressed to impress a certain pair a people, huh?” Alex asked teasingly as he fell into step with you.

You blushed and grumbled, “Shut it, Hamilton. I can dress nice if I want to dress nice.”

Alex held his hands up in defense and went to press the both button 10 and 11 of the elevators.

Nice to see they’re still working, you thought sarcastically.

As the elevator neared the 11th floor, you quickly became nervous. You started fidgeting with your hands and straightening your shirt more times than you could count.

You felt Alex put a hand on your shoulder, “Hey, you don’t have to do this you don’t want to. I’m sorry if you felt pressured to do this.”

You shook your head a took a deep breath, “No it’s fine, Alex. I think it’s best if I do this. Plus, I really wanna see that new secretary they have.”

Both of you laughed and the elevator dinged that you finally arrived at the Alex’s floor.

Alex walked out while you held the door to keep it from closing. You looked around to see that nothing had changed which made you smile.

You looked at Alex, “Is Jefferson or Lafayette in today?”

“That’s why I wanted you to come in specifically today,” He smiled. “Both of them are here.”

Your eyes widened while Alex smirked.

He’s really enjoying this, isn’t he?

“Alright I’ve gotta go, (Y/N). I have a meeting with Washington.” He said with a wave.

You waved goodbye to Alex and told him you would meet up with him soon.

It only took a few seconds to get to the next floor. The elevator dinged again and you took a deep breath and stepped out. You walked around, trying to find someone you recognized when you saw Maria.

“Maria!”

Her head snapped up from the paperwork she was working up and a bright grin appeared on her face.

You both met each other halfway with a big hug.

“Oh my gosh, (Y/N)! Look at you dressed all fancy and competing in the big leagues!” She said as she stepped back from you hug. “God I missed you!”

You both caught up with each other and she led you around the room until you reached your old cubicle. You saw a woman typing frantically on the computer while talking on the phone to someone and being surrounded by enormous piles of paper. You grimaced as you were reminded of your days being stuck in the same position as her.

“Yeah that’s their new secretary,” Maria whispered into your ear. “Have you heard she’s their-”

“Twelfth one? Yeah I’ve heard.” You interrupted.

You both walked away and passed by both Mr. Jefferson’s and Mr. Lafayette’s office and saw both were empty. Maria noticed your confused expression and quickly explained they were having a meeting with Washington downstairs. The same meeting Alex is in. The same floor Alex is on.

“Y'know Maria? I’m gonna go say hi to Al- Mr. Hamilton and I’ll be on my way. It was so nice seeing you again.” You smiled as you gave her another hug.

You decided to take the stairs down to see Alex since he was only a floor away. On your way down the stairs you texted him asking if he was done with the meeting since you didn’t want to wait for him.

you: (9:01 AM)

are u done with ur meeting?

mr. nonstop: (9:01 AM)

yeah just finished! im in my office come stop by

mr. nonstop: (9:02 AM)

u might hear me talking to people in my office but just come on in it’s fine ;)

You didn’t know why he added the winky face, but you shrugged it off. As you neared his office, you couldn’t help but feel something was off, but you kept moving forward. You opened the door to see Alex and Jefferson yelling at each other while Lafayette tried to calm them down. Alex was the only one to notice you walk in as the other two men’s back were facing the door.

“(Y/N)!” Alex exclaimed as he jumped from behind his desk to give you a hug. “I didn’t know you were stopping by today! What a nice surprise!”

As he hugged you he whispered to play along and you huffed and rolled your eyes.

You pulled out of the hug, “Hey Alex! I was just passing by and I couldn’t miss a chance to see you.”

Alex gave you a wink to signal that you’re doing great.

“Oh Lafayette! Jefferson!” He turned to the two men who were gaping at the two of you. “You remember (Y/N), right?”

Your two former bosses gulped and nodded, still unable to form any words.

“How have you guys been?” You asked sweetly with a big smile.

The two just stared until Jefferson nudged Lafayette.

“U-um…we’ve been f-fine, (Y/N). How about you? Do you have a new job?”

You were about to answer when Alex beat you to it.

“Well actually they work for my sister-in-law! They are one of the head writers at The Schuyler Times and one of the biggest names on the east coast!” He said proudly.

Both men looked even more shocked than before.

“W-wow (Y/N), that’s great!” Jefferson finally spoke.

You smiled, “Well I better be on my way! I’m a very busy person and I just wanted to stop by and say hi to Alex!”

Alex went up and hugged you again, but this time he kissed your cheek.

“Make sure to text me when you get home!” He said as you walked out.

You nodded and walked out of his office, finally relaxing your shoulders. You were about to get in the elevator when a pair of hands grabbed you and shoved you into an empty room. You squealed and saw that Mr. Jefferson had been the one to grab you.

“How long have you and Hamilton been dating?” Jefferson asked you.

Your eyes widened at his bluntness. You peeked over his shoulder and saw Mr. Lafayette staring at you with crossed arms.

“I-well we aren’t…uh…dating.” You stammered.

Mr. Jefferson took a step back from you.

“Then what was with all the hugging?” He asked.

“And him kissing your cheek and to text him when you got home?” You heard Mr. Lafayette spit out as he walked over to the both of you.

You blushed, “I have no idea,” You started backing into a corner. “Alex and I are friends, but he usually is never affectionate like that…”

Mr. Jefferson put his hands on either side of your head against the wall, trapping you.

“Oh so you call him Alex now?” He growled his name.

You furrowed your eyebrows and look straight into his eyes, “Whoever I’m friends with and I date is none of your concern! Of either one of your concerns!” You yell as you look over to Mr. Lafayette and push Mr. Jefferson away. “From what I remember you were the ones that fired me! So I shouldn’t even have to be speaking with the two of you!”

You started walking towards the door but you felt a gentle hand grabs yours.

“Oui, we’re sorry (Y/N). We just…” You heard Lafayette say.

You turned around and motioned for him to continued.

He looked over at Mr. Jefferson for some kind of reassurance and looked back at you, “We let you go because we…like you too much, ma chérie.”

You gasped. You know that Alex told you the same thing, but actually hearing it from them makes it completely different.

“We couldn’t take the way how flawless you looked everyday. With your gorgeous eyes and hair. We couldn’t take how intelligent you are and-”

Lafayette was interrupted when you gasped again, but this time it was because you felt Mr. Jefferson wrap his arms from behind you.

“We couldn’t take the way your hips would move when you walk or how your eyes sparkled. We especially couldn’t take it whenever the word ‘Sir’ came out of your pretty little mouth.”

You whimpered at this, you didn’t know how much more you could take.

“Ma chérie,” Lafayette asked. “Would you be willing for us to make it up to you? You can come over to our house tonight and have dinner.”

“W-well uh Mr. Lafa-” You started to stammer.

“Mon amour, just call me Laf.”

You blushed at the new nickname. You were used to “ma chérie”, but this was new.

You felt Mr. Jefferson kiss down your neck, “And you can call me Thomas, darling.”

You shuddered at his administrations and nodded.

“How ‘bout this, darling? You doll yourself up and come over to our place around 8. Then we can treat you to dinner,” Mr. Je-Thomas said. “And then at the end of the night we can make everything up to you.” He whispered.

This time you shuddered and whimpered, already ready for what may come.

Laf pulled you out of Thomas’s grasp to pull you into his.

“Here’s our address, ma chréie,” Laf gave you both his and Thomas’s number along with the address. “We’ll be waiting, mon amour.”

The three of you then walked out of the room, trying to look as inconspicuous as possible. But Alex caught your eye when the elevator doors were closing and winked at you.

This was quite a turn of events for you.

~

When you got home, it took a while for you to comprehend that you’re going on a date. With two men. Who were your former bosses.

When 5 o'clock rolled around, you changed into your favorite “night out” outfit, which made you look sexy but still very classy.

You had to control your breathing as your GPS told you that you were nearing their house.

It’s ok (Y/N), you told yourself. You look hot and you’ll do fine. They’ve seen you at your worst, you’ll be fine.

As you pulled up to park, your mouth dropped. Their house was huge!

It’s not even a house! More like a mansion! You said to yourself.

You shakily made your way up the stair and rung the doorbell. You nervously fiddled with your outfit until the door opened and your jaw dropped.

You know how usually when you see men in suits it usually makes them hotter? It wasn’t true for you since you see men in suits all the time. But behind the door you saw Thomas and Laf in completely normal and comfortable clothing which somehow made then ten times hotter.

“(Y/N)! You look amazing as always, darling.” Thomas said as he and Lafayette led you in.

You looked around at the grand room and couldn’t help but gawk at it.  You were stopped when you smelt something amazing coming from what you assumed to be the kitchen!

“I made pasta for us, ma chérie.” Lafayette told you. “It’s simple but I think you will like it.”

You grinned and nodded at him, unable to contain your excitement for the night.

After dinner all three of you decided to watch a movie. The three of you might have had a bit too much wine since you all ended up cuddling on the couch. You were enjoying the movie until you felt a hand wrap around your thigh. You looked and saw that Thomas was watching the movie as if he had done nothing different, so you shrugged and focused your attention back on the screen. A couple minutes later, however, another hand wrapped your other thigh.

You blushed and knew this was no mistake, but you weren’t going to say no to them. This is was you signed up for.

During the movie, both hands started creeping up your thighs until they reached just under your core.

You were already very needy from before, but this was driving you insane. You needed one of them to do something.

“Ma chérie, shall we continue this in the bedroom.” Laf whispered in your ear.

* une belle fleur = a beautiful flower

A Kings True Mate

Pairing: Thranduil x reader(half wizard/half elf), Thorin’s company, Gandalf, Legolas, Tauriel

A/n: Ok, this is completely full of firsts. First hobbit fic, first abo, first Thranduil. so if you don’t like this, fuck off (first cuss word on this lol) There will be more

I will be posting a list of all the word i use soon, I use a couple different sites to translate words so bare with me

Tag list: @douchepoolonsie @a-lonely-string @fandoms-writer @theoneandonlysaucymo @petlaufeyson @mysaria @hymnofthevalkyries @nea90sweetie 

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               You traveled across Middle-Earth with Thorin and his company. Being the only female in the group was bad enough but being an omega was more than difficult. With most of the group being Alphas and only a couple being betas, which only caused more troubles than not during your heats. Which was why you were thankful for your father and one of the dwarfs for the herbs and the spell that reduces your heat drastically. Your father had always told you that the spell wouldn’t work if your true alpha was around you. Little did you know that you would soon meet him.

               You were on the edge of the forest that surrounded the elven kingdom when your father told you to stay with the dwarves and don’t let the forest get to you. You followed the dwarfs as they entered the forest. Taking your sword out, you knew trouble was on the way. Your elven ears could hear the sounds that came from large creatures that traveled through the trees. You turned to look at Thorin but was unable to seeing as he was clearly being affected by the forest and the darkness that laid here.

               “ Ten’ i’ mela en'” You started to say as spiders came out from every direction. Bilbo was off and doing whatever he does as you started to fight off the spiders, which took off once they had all the dwarfs taken up into the trees. With your quick reflexes, you climbed up the trees in search of your dwarven companions. If they were killed, your father would be disappointed with you. You managed to see what looked like the dwarves that your father left in your charge, wrapped in the thick sticky white silk that came from the spiders.

               The next thing you knew, 13 dwarf size silk pods fall towards the ground. You followed them down to the ground with swift movements of a full blooded woodland elf. The spiders started moving towards the dwarfs as you landed on the ground near Fili. You help some of them from the webs with your blade before readying yourself to attack the oncoming spiders. You stood with your back to Fili’s as the spiders attacked. The two of you saved Kili from one of the giant eight legged beasts. Who returned the favor with a couple of his arrows.

               “Thank you, Kili.” All he did was nod his head as the company took down more spiders. Until the woodland elves appeared, killing the rest of the spiders then taking all of you prisoner. You stood there as the dwarves complied and the elven group leader came up to you, staring at you as he took a deep breath.

               “Drop your weapons and no harm shall come to you.” From his tone of voice, you knew him to be the prince of the woodland realm Legolas. He never met you as for you father always traveled alone for many centuries to meet his father, Thranduil, as you had your beta many centuries ago.

               “I only listen to two, nessa er, and neither you are.” He looked at you with bright blue eyes as anger filled his face. He took in your appearance, you had the ears of an elf as well as the long beautiful hair of one but you held yourself like the wizard your father taught of you. To many you looked as if you were full elf, until you spoke. You were at times confused to be part dwarf because you were so short.

               “I see that a company of dwarves has what has been said to be the child of a traitor.” Without a second thought, you gripped the handle of your sword and moved faster than the other elves. You pinned Legolas to the tree behind him with the blade tip resting against his neck.

               “Silly little alpha prince. You really think you can belittle my mother with such words.”

               “(Y/n)!” Thorin yell at you. “Let him go. You know your father would be unhappy by such actions.” You turned your head and looked at him. That was when you noticed that a few of the other elves had surrounded you with blades drawn. You glared at Legolas and dropped your blade.

               “My father would be unhappy to hear that his only child was treated with such dishonor. By a little alpha prince none the less.” You could sense that a majority of the elven group were alpha males and a single beta female. One of the males came close to you, his hand reached for your cloak.

               “You need to drop all weapons, omega.” The male glared at you as you twisted away from his grip.

               “All I ever carry is a sword. Try to lay a hand on me again.” You pulled the hood of your cloak over your head and began to follow behind the dwarves who were now being led off by the female elf. You began thinking to yourself what your alpha would look like or even who he was. You were so in thought that you barely noticed the trek across the bridge leading to the woodland palace. You all were ushered into the throne room with the king sitting high throne.

               As soon as you came close to the throne, a strong scent filled your senses. The scent of your alpha filled the room as you stood at the back of the group of dwarves with Thorin at the front. Your hood still concealed your face, knowing the stories of the woodland elven king. You could hear some of the guards talk about you, which was never new.

               As you looked up at him, your mouth began to go dry and water at the same time. You wanted to find out what your alpha tasted like but you were afraid of what he would think of you not being full blooded elf. You watched him as his gaze traveled over the group before landing on your cloaked form. His face held an unreadable expression. You were so lost in thought of wanting him to claim you, to knot you that you didn’t even noticed that the conversation that he and Thorin were having shifted to you.

               “So, my guards tell me that you have one of elven kin amongst you.” The elven king looked at you as his nostrils flared with a deep breath. “She is what my guards have said to be the child of a traitor.” You stepped forward, shoving past the dwarves in front of you.

               “My mother is no traitor of the elven kin.  Amin agar naa en’ Rivendell, as my mother was.” You forced yourself to leave your hood up. “Adar would be very displeased to hear one like yourself call his once beloved to be called a traitor.”

               “Your father, who pry tell is your father?” He looked unamused by everything.

               “My father is…” You ripped off your cloak, reveling your elven given beauty. The dark green elven made battle dress hugged your body just right, just the way you loved. “My father is none other than Gandalf the Grey.” Your eyes looked at him, his eyes sapphire blue widened. You didn’t know your scent had affected him or if he knew you were his omega.

               “Send the dwarves to the dungeons, I would like to seek a word with lye ai Istar edhel.” You cocked an eyebrow at the elven king, your newly found alpha. Thorin gave you a sympathetic look before turning to direct the rest of the company, minus a hobbit. You turned your gaze back to Thranduil, not knowing what to expect once you heard the footsteps and dwarven mutters faded. Thranduil was closer to you than you were expecting, only mere feet now. His scent filled your nose and clouded your mind, causing your eyes to flutter shut. “I see how I affect you, amin lisse’ omega.” You bit your lip as he spoke to you while walking around you. You could hear him inhale deeply.

               “As I affect you.” It took everything in your power not to moan as you watched him glide around you. His tall frame tensed slightly as he continued to look down at you. You looked over his body and saw just how you affected him, clearly your scent affected the elf in front of you.

               “Why is there an omega traveling with a pack of alphas and betas? Especially when that omega had yet to meet her alpha and true mate.” The sound of his voice fell from his lips and washed over your ears like the silks in Rivendell.

               “I was also traveling with my father. I wanted to help the dwarves reclaim Erebor, which was planned by my father.” You stood your ground even though you wanted him to take you right then and there then knot you before his guards. “I do what my father asks of me and my father asked me to stay with the dwarves as well as keep them safe. Which l fell like I failed somehow.” He stepped right in front of you, his hand rested on your cheek as you looked down before he tilted your face up to him.

               “You have not failed at anything, amin lisse’ mela.” You looked into his clear bright sapphire blue eyes, you tried to find any hint of false tense but found none. The feeling of his hand on your cheek sent chills down your spine and made your heart race. You haven’t felt your heart like this in centuries, not since you had your beta. Unknowingly, a tear slipped past your lower lashes. Thranduil tenderly wiped it away with the soft pad of his thumb. “What troubles you amin lisse’?”

               “Nothing at the moment that concerns, Thranduil.” You see something flicker over his eyes as his name falls from your lips.

               “Everything about you now concerns me, my omega.” The hint of possession in his voice as he called you his omega.

               The two of you stood there longer than ether of you expected. You could hear the shouting of the female elf from earlier. Not a moment later, one of Thranduil’s guards walked in stating that the dwarves were gone. You looked from the guard to Thranduil, your eyes full of worry and panic. You could hear your father’s words in your mind, “Stay with the dwarves.”

                “I must go, Thranduil. If I don’t, I would fear the worse for them as well as a disappointed father.”

               “I do not wish for you to go, omega. They can tend to themselves. Your place is here now.”

               “No, not yet my Thranduil.” You reach up and place a hand to his cheek. “When all this chaos with the lonely mountain is over, then my place will be here by your side for all eternity.” You tried pleading with him through your eyes, you only hoped that it was working. He took a deep breath before sighing, knowing that there was no way to convince you to stay while the dwarves risked their lives for their homeland.

               “If you much take leave.” He motioned for the guard to come closer to him. The guard clearly knew what he was asking, handing him his own sword as yours was still lying on the ground in the forest. Thranduil handed you the blade with an almost pained expression. “Take this and be safe. If the serpent that lies sleeping in that mountain wakes, run. For if you don’t, you will be at my disposal.”

               “Aye, I will be ten’ amin naa lle Thranduil.” You stood on your toes and pulled him into a kiss. You could feel fire rush through your body as his lips softly against yours and his hands instantly resting on your waist. You had found your alpha during this quest for Erebor and now you were determined to finish it and return to him unharmed. “Guren bêd enni, I belong to you.” You pressed your lips to his one more time before standing in front of him flat footed. “I shall slay any who try to prevent me from returning to you. Tenna’ ento lye omenta.”

               You went to turn around but was only met with a hand on your arm. Thranduil’s hand gently wrapped around your arm, turning you back around and pressed his lips one last time to yours with a sad smile. “Tenna’ ento lye omenta, Melamin.” He quickly wrapped a silver chain around your neck before letting you run off to complete your quest. He watched as your hair flowed behind you. “manke naa amin utinu?” He didn’t even look at the guard.

               “He and Tauriel along with a few guards went after the dwarves.” His icy blue eyes landed on the guard.

               “Go, begin getting supplies for the people of Lake Town once they reach the ruins of Dale. I fear that the beast in the mountain will be woken soon. I will get back what belongs to me.” With one last look to where you once were, he turned and made his way to his chambers. His mind filled with the thoughts of your scent and the touch of your skin under his, the sound of your voice and many of how you will look under him as he marks you as his.

Docks

Tim Drake x reader

maybe I will continue this in the future, so if you want more tell me

Tagging: @solis200213

“I’m going out on patrol,” you said standing in the window looking at Tim, who was currently sitting in the couch, with his face glued to his pc screen as usual. He didn’t even look at you, he just grunted and nodded his head slowly. You giggled to yourself, and jumped out of the apartment you and Tim shared, landing on the roof of the building next to your window.

Climbing down the ladder on the side of the building you get a call from the big man himself.

“I was about to call you, have you got something for me?” you asked.

“There is soon going to be a drug arrival at the docks, go check it out,” you could feel a smile creep up on your face. “But don’t do anything mayor before I arrive and give further instructions,” Bruce tells you as you climb of the ladder and land onto the ground.

“Yes, boss,” you answered jumping on your bike, and immediately heading for the docks.


Arriving at the docks you climb up on a container and crawling forward to get a good look, but not get spotted.

A big boat filled with boxes was about to dock, ‘that must be it’ you thought. When the boat started docking, you noticed a big car driving towards where the boat were supposed to dock. The car stops, you pull your head back to not get spotted. A car door opens and just as you were going to take a peek you hear a voice calling.

“Little batkid you can come out now if you like.”


Tim had locked his gaze at the pc screen, he was investigating a drug deal that were supposed to happen down at the docks tonight. Then he suddenly discover something interesting, Black Mask was supposed to be there. “Y/n?” Tim ask, but there is no response. ‘She has probably gone out on patrol’ Tim thinks to himself, then he realizes that it is probably what you told him earlier. Bruce needs to know this, as well as you.

He calls Bruce. “Bruce, you need to know that Black Mask is supposed to be at the docks tonight for that drug deal you were talking about.”

“If that’s the case, then you should go there right now, I sendt y/n there a few minutes ago,” Tim’s jaw dropped, you couldn’t go there all by herself. He knows you’re not helpless, but he also knows that Black Mask is a big deal, and that you probably can’t take him all by yourself.

Time has never gone faster for Tim, he was running around the apartment looking for his gear and the next thing he knows, he’s at the docks looking for you. Standing on a warehouse he started looking out for you. But at the time he spots you it’s too late, the next thing he see, he’ll never forget. The picture of your lifeless body being held up by Black Mask and then tossed to the hard pavement below.

Tim could feel the anger consuming him, but he couldn’t move. What happened? Why weren’t you moving? Tim notice tears pouring down from his eyes, he quickly dry them off. No, he can’t give up now, there is still hope.

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something about me
tagged by: @imjustalazycat senpai o,ok…w,well…><;;

Nickname: kyoma,kyo

Star sign: Aquarius

Height: 162cm

Time right now: 6 pm

Last thing you googled: choker

Favorite music artist: wha It’s a difficult question…hmmm…My favorite non-Japanese artist is Avicii! (sorry, I’m Japanese…and I like a lot of Japanese artist…I can’t choose…)

Song stuck in my head: Sogeki-syu by Susumu Hirasawa

Last movie i watched: paprika

Last TV show i watched: Yu-Gi-Oh!  mm it’s anime…

What I’m wearing right now: long hoodie

When i created this blog: December of last year

The kind of stuff i post: My and other artist’s art…almost undertale or au!

Why did i choose my URL: mmm Nothing XD but “1719” means  ’‘5 pm-7pm’’

Gender: maybe female

Hogwarts house: Hufflepuff

Pokemon team: no XC

Favorite color: violet …well, green, black, and orange

Lucky number: 3

Favorite characters: SO MANY CHARACTERS I can’t choose ><;;

Dream job: mmm something about animals

Number of blankets i sleep with: 2

Followers: 1483 (!? wha what…!? why everyone…!? T Thank you so much for following me… ;///; But please don’t expect me ><;;;)

m maybe that’s all…

top 5 ships <3

thank you bbs @marcuskanc and @frecklessbellamy for tagging me ily guys

so i literally already have these in my bio lmao

1. Bellarke (The 100)

Originally posted by bellamybb

obviously.

2. Grahamfield (Life is Strange)

Originally posted by nowgofuckyourselfie

i love these two cinnamon rolls so much and i started replaying the game today and he’s sO IN LOVE WITH HER MY BABY WARREN GRAHAM DESERVES SO MUCH (also psa Max Caulfield is bi and if you tell me otherwise i will hunt you down and smack you in the face)

3. Jancy (Stranger Things)

Originally posted by lopezvalentina2

it’s just beautiful and aesthetic and they love each other and tHEY WILL BE TOGETHER DAMMIT

4. Stydia (Teen Wolf)

Originally posted by wolfies-love

they’re also so in love and this was 100% because of tumblr so thanks guys

5. Beronica (Riverdale)

Originally posted by riverdates

‘nuff said

also daylight savings JUST happened and i was gonna go to bed at 2 but now it’s 3am help me

tagging @sherlockvowsontheriverstyx @clarkeisinlovewithbellamy @whyclarke @mermaidnatblida @jynersos <3

Favorite character tagged meme

Rules: List your top 10 favorite characters from 10 fandoms in no particular order and then tag 10 people. <<it would be very difficult for me

Tagged by @adsnk

1. Zacharie / OFF
2. Shane / Stardew Valley
3. Aqua / Kingdom Hearts
4. Peridot / Steven Universe
5. Prismo / Adventure Time
6. Bill Cipher / Gravity Falls
7. Gir / Invader Zim
8. Joxter / The Moomin
9. Anthony J. Crowley / Good Omens
10. Deadpool / Marvel Comics