also i should tag

anonymous asked:

do you read a lot of jikook fics? kdldkk ive been binging a lot of them lately (THANKS FOR GETTING ME INTO BTS DAVE) (stares at you dead inside) if you do what are your favorites? I just finished one called the good doctor and (shivers) if you havent read her works yet, i recommend that writer c:

hey nonnie!!! i do read a lot of fic lol (p much every fic in the tag, i check a couple times a day bc i’m, bad and terrible) when i’m not writing or drawing im probably reading! you can always check my ao3 bookmarks for my top fics but heres three of my favorite (recent) works:

the eyes are the window to the soul (and to the heart) by cygnus (lucid_wisteria)

WOOP MEARIIES NEWEST FIC IM IN LOV W IT… its so sweet its about jeongguks eyes turning different colors according to mood and jimin wondering about what the color pink means!! makes me tear up :”) (sfw)

set in oil paints by flitter

a rlly interesting fic where jimin is da vinci and jeongguk is salai– intriguing for anyone who’s taken art history or also anyone in general pff– y’know what i want to see though? fucken isaac newton and fatio but w jikook that’d be wild (nsfw)

were not broken just bent by melanic

WOOOO RAVENCLAW JEONGGUK AND SLYTHERIN JIMIN… THE WAY ITS S’POSED TO BE…. absolutely brilliant writing, excellent characterization! its nsfw and jimin bottoms but the good kind? like, everything is still in character and he isnt some whiny sub, which i dont rlly care if thats ur thing, it just REALLY isnt mine, so im a big fan of this fic!!! its so rare for me to find a bottom jimin fic that i can actually enjoy hfhghdf (nsfw)

and uh, heres a little personal note and some writers i would recommend:

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so the dghda insta posted these today, which we can assume are pages from the spellbook suzie has. but i think that the second page is a diagram of the universes/alternate universes, which there appears to be more of than we thought. the largest black circle is the main universe, aka the universe s1 took place in. the smaller brown circle in the centre of that is wendimoor, which i believe lines up with the main universe (theres a lake in wendimoor, and it could line up w the main universe, which would explain the boat in the middle of nowhere. it was originally in the lake, and then switched universes). the other two are still unknown though.

Me too, @yukazuzu, me too ;D

I’ve been meaning make a crappy parody of this vine for a while, I just never got around to it/remembered. It’s very much how I like to see the Dekker/Carver relationship, though I’m sure the DM would disagree ;)

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i cannot stop thinking about this glorious tweet about keith’s dad seeing keith’s hot galra mom for the first time

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I had promised a KiriBaku kid something like months ago, and tbh most of the reason why it took me this long is because I couldn’t pick between these two so?? In the end just have them both I guess - some info about them under cut, in case you wanna know more!!

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au where Saitama responds to his haters with overwhelming sarcasm

I needed a little pick-me-up but I got lazy halfway through lol, but I’ll be focusing on au stuff now I promise! my brain has been really unfocused recently and I just, need to get refocused (; _ ; )

me, waking up this morning: ah what a beautiful-
brain: “violent, disgusting intrusive thought”
me:
brain: :)

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My favourite adoptive relationships in fiction

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“So stop making that face at me…”

you: ‘lord of shadows’
me, an intellectual: ‘kit’s ongoing narration about how he finds ty beautiful’

yesterday a teenage boy buried his head in my neck and cried. i had to coach him through his breathing as he told me he was “supposed to be aborted”. to him, getting good grades equated to mattering. to him, my mentioning that he needed to be more succinct in his essay (he’s a creative; prone to storytelling) was a comment on his character. my heart is breaking for this beautiful, vibrant boy. i know that i have a number of young people, of students, who follow me and i just need to tell you, beyond a shadow of a doubt, your grades do not determine your worth. i apologise for the education system, for standardised testing, for government-mandated scoring systems. i am so sorry. but please, please, listen to me when i tell you that you are not your grades. that your value exists outside of how well you understand grammar, or pythagorus’ theorem, or photosynthesis. you are a living, breathing, feeling, beautiful entity and that has nothing to do with a letter grade. did you make someone smile today? what are you passionate about? how many times a day do you tell people you love them? what do you admire in your friends? what do you want to be when you grow up (don’t worry about how you’re gonna get there, just tell me what)? were you kind today? when you lie in bed at night, what do you wish to dream about? what gets you out of bed in the morning? what are your guilty pleasures? your idiosyncrasies? your nervous ticks? do you let yourself love out loud? are you happy with your choices? are you just happy? don’t tell me what you got in english; tell me what you love to read. don’t tell me what you got in maths; tell me precisely how much you need to save before you can afford a brand new whatever-it-is. don’t tell me what you got in history; tell me how you binge watched the tudors. don’t tell me what you got in health; tell me what doctor google diagnosed you with and what song you asked your best friend to play at your funeral. don’t tell me what you got in science; tell me about that time you climbed your next door neighbour’s tree and sat there watching the world breathe. don’t tell me about your grades. tell me about you. please.