also it's getting late and im not sure if this is good enough alright

destiel 1k. my first attempt at smut bye

Ah, ah, right there, oh

Sometimes, Cas worked himself too hard.

Fuck fuck fuuuuuck

He would get stuck on a certain chapter or scene, or a troublesome plot line would need fixing.

Keep going, don’t stop

He would pace and think and think and pace until his own spinning imagination became his enemy, until his rigorous work regimen stopped working in his favor, until his desk became a prison.

Fuck, you feel so good”

Sometimes Cas needed to get out of his head.

Yes yes yes

Some people did drugs. Some people took walks. Some people slept or meditated or laid in a relaxing bath.

Oh God, oh my God

Castiel preferred to call Dean Winchester.

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love-life-and-wanderlust-deacti  asked:

Yo can I have headcanons/short scenario for the gang finding out their girlfriends were injured and in the hospital? (Each character's girlfriend got injured in their own way, they were jumped, car crash, abuse, attempted suicide, etc.)

okay, so this might suck so sorry in advance. also, i’m not sure if this is what you want, it might be too fluffy, so i’m so so so sorry :( hope you like it!!

warnings: abuse & suicide & swearing

sodapop: it had been two days since the incident. on wednesday, you were working late so soda, being the amazing boyfriend he was, decided to cook dinner for you. it smelled great, however, soda unfortunately forgot about your major peanut allergy. the grilled chicken he made contained peanut oil, which had caused you to pass out cold. you didn’t realize what was happening until you woke up two days later in the hospital with soda by your side.
when you first opened your eyes, soda shed a few tears. it had scared him so much to see you pass out, and to have all the medical equipment strapped up to you to help you breathe. he was so glad that his baby was okay, but also very guilty.
“baby, i’m so sorry. i’m such a bad boyfriend, i don’t deserve you, i’m so so sorry you had to go through that, i will never forgive myself,” he said, tears in his eyes.
you giggled and caressed his soft cheek, “soda don’t say that. i love you with all mu being and i am so lucky to have you.”
he gently took your hand and kissed it, promising himself he would never do that again.

dally: you ran as fast as you could out of that house. you were never going back. you have had enough of your father mentally beating you up, but tonight, it was physical. your nose was bleeding and you had a black eye. you had no idea where you were going but you just wanted out. out of this town, out of your life. suddenly, you remembered dally and ran to bucks. you and dallas weren’t dating, he always was sleeping around with some girl or other but you were definitely best friends and had a strong emotional connection. you watched out for him and he did the same for you. you two would do anything for each other, but none of you would ever admit it.
by the time you got to bucks, something was up. your head felt weird and your eyes felt sunken. everyone stared at you weird while others backed away. maybe it was worse than you thought…
“holy shit y/n, what happened to you?! we cmon lets go to the hospital, this is pretty bad. holy shit, what the fuck happened?”
“it was my father he-”
dally’s grip tightened around your shoulders as he lead the way out of buck’s.
“look y/n, it makes me so mad what he does to you. you deserve so much more you know that? you could do so much more for the world and i have no fucking idea why he can’t see that. he can’t beat you up like that, its fucking wrong, you know i’m so mad right now! say the words, y/n, say the words, and he’ll be out of your life forever.”
dally began to say something else, completely enraged, but suddenly everything became blurry and quiet until everything was black and silent.
you woke up the next morning, surprisingly, dally was beside your side. there was a big bandage across your head and your mouth had a weird taste, like medicine.
“jesus, you’re awake,” dally said.
“guess i am.”
“look y/n, i was real worried about you and it just made me realize-”
i had feelings for dallas as long as i could remember. sometimes it seemed like he did too, but with dally, you never really knew.
“it made me realize how much you mean to me. how upset i’d be if you died you know? and i can’t even believe im saying this, it sounds like something fucking ponyboy would say.”
you smirked.
“what?” he asked, you could sense he was worried.
“kiss me.”

ponyboy: you heard the brake slam. your head hit the wheel. it seemed like you heard everything. the smashing of the glass, your car hitting theirs, but the most dominating of all was your screams. and everything went black.
“she’s what? what happened?”
pony felt like his heart stopped when he received the phone call from dally. he felt his fingers getting numb. y/n? his y/n? in the hospital? no. he just was with her 20 minutes ago! this can’t be happening. pony couldn’t feel his voice anymore. he ran out of the house, straight to the hospital.
“Y/N! Y/N!” he shouted as soon as he burst into the room you were.
the nurse soon had him held down, telling him you were okay, but he needed to stay calm.
“ponyboy. pony, i’m alright. i’m so happy you came, it was so scary, i-”
“-shhh, honey. you need to rest. im here now,” he said putting his hand on your chest and began to calm down, realizing his babygirl was okay.

steve: you knew you should be scared when you heard the footsteps. you knew it wasn’t my type greasers, and you were scared.
“what’s up babyyyy..” one of them said, obviously drunk.
“s-st-stay away from me,” you imagined it would be more confident in my head, but when you said it out loud it probably just sounded like a lost little puppy. your heart was beating really fast now.
before you knew it they were beating me up, and beating me good. there were 4 of them, against you. you were pretty small and looked younger than you were. there was blood all over the place.
“let go of her!” was the last thing you heard before everything went black.
you arose a couple hours later with a nurse by your bed.
“where the hell am i?” you asked groggily.
she gently smiled and said, “hello, y/n, i’m your nurse and from what i’ve heard, you got beat up pretty badly, i’m so sorry to hear about that.”
everything came flooding back to me at once, as i felt the large bandage on my arm.
“and honey, there was this young man really worried about you, in tears even. he felt so bad, i’m gonna go call him over right now.”
steve? steve was worried about you? steve was the only one who would be, he’s your boyfriend. you felt content at the fact that steve was worried.
on cue, steve burst through the doors.
“baby! y/n! are you okay? holy crap, i’m so sorry i wasn’t there walking you home. this is all my fault-why are you smiling, did they put you on some drug?”
“no stevey, i just love you so much.”
“definitely some drug.”

johnny: (hey, i usually don’t feel very comfortable doing this, but just this one time. i’m so sorry if this offended you in any way, but there was a warning. i deal with this sort of stuff everyday and if you need someone to talk to, you can always, ALWAYS talk to me.) nothing was okay anymore. everything was falling apart. you cried and cried until you couldn’t cry anymore.
“love, love, are you okay?” my boyfriend johnny asked, obviously concerned, nervous & distraught.
shit. no. johnny did everything for me, he was my everything. he can’t see me in this state, he can’t. it’ll hurt him too much.
“i-i-i’m sorry…i-i-just-..”
he grabbed me and buried his face into the crook into my neck.
“y/n cakes, tell me what’s wrong. i love you so much you know that.”
i was hysterical, but he’s seen me like this before and he knew what was up.
“baby, don’t think like that. you know i could never live without you. i need you. i love you so much.”
i cried even more, how did i deserve him?
he picked my up bridal style, and carried me to the hospital.

two bit: you ran to the bathroom, for the eighth time today, barfing over the toilet.
your boyfriend, two-bit, rushed in after you.
“y/n. maybe we should go to the hospital, this doesn’t look too good…” two said for the hundredth time today, but this time you agreed. you felt horrible.
he brushed your hair and kissed your sweaty forehead, and guided you over to his car.
as soon as you hit the hospital bed, you fell asleep. it was deep and peaceful.
thank god, when you woke up you felt better. they gave you some nasty tasting medicine, and two rubbed your chest while you took it. it really helped that he was with you, he cracked jokes that made you feel better, and he was incredibly caring.
“you doing better, buttercup?” he asked with a playful smirk on his face.
“you betcha, keith.”

darry: the pan sizzled as you inhaled the amazing scent of garlic chicken you were cooking. suddenly, your hand slipped and the pan fell onto your left foot with a crash.
a string of loud profanities left your mouth as tears escaped from your eyes. GOD, that hurt a lot.
soda, who was the only one home immediately rushed into the kitchen.
“y/n are you alright? holy crap, that does not look good. ummmm, lets take you to the hospital and then we’ll call darry. dang, y/n i’m so sorry man that looks bad.”
he said while you were sobbing and hopping on one leg. he supported half of your weight as he dragged you to their car.
the nurse had put some numbing medication on your foot and bandaged it all up. it still burned, but it sure as hell felt better than it did before.
soda was on the phone with darry now.
“darry, yeah, so basically, y/n was cooking and the hot pan fell on her foot and she’s in the hospital. okay, it aint my fault, and its not her’s either! it was an accident!”
“hey, y/n, dars really worried. he’s gonna be over in 5.”
i gratefully smiled.
darry came sooner than i expected. he was real worried and was pacing and jumpy.
“dare bear!”
“y/n, don’t pull that crap with me. god i feel awful. i’m so sorry i had to work late. GOD that is a hue bandage. does it hurt anymore, shit.”
“darry, i’m okay now, calm down. i’ll be able to go tonight and i’ll only be on crutches for two days. i’ll be okay so just relax,” then you added, “i love you.”
he softened and sat next to me, while we spent the whole day talking while he drew shapes on my bare shoulder.

gothemcityshipper  asked:

Hi so i have a few requests if thats okay. 1. Evil! Tony where he has secretly been working with loki or something like that. 2. teen AU theres still the avengers and all but they are teens, and lokis good. 3. avengers meeting lokis kids with frostiron. Sorry if thats too much I'm just having trouble finding these things. Thank you

Me when I first got this ask: this is totally not too much, you are fine, this gives me more opportunities to read
Me now: This! Took! So! Fucking! Long! I’m! So! Sorry!


*cracks knuckles* alright friend, ive got at least a couple recs on here with that first request- dark tony working with loki in this rec list, particularly 3, 6, 7, and 9.

Now! teen/hs aus w/ the avengers. those are gonna be a bit harder lol. All of these don’t necessarily have the Avengers, but then I would have virtually no fics for this part of the rec ajkdhlfa

  1. And Everyone Knew Except Them- miaao3, G or T, No Warnings. It started as a stupid joke; Tony smacked a kiss on Loki to freak out a homophobe, except everything went belly up as soon as Loki started kissing back.
    I loved this?? So Much???? I’m so sad mia isn’t writing anymore :(
  2. What? Wait… What?- msMynx, Mature, No Warnings. Loki is entirely too busy to even think about prom. Prom is what other people did, not him.
    Hilarious, honestly. Totally something that could happen in canon, imo.
  3. I’m Your Guy- STARSdidathing, G, No Warnings. “You might be gay, but he likes girls, Loki.”
    Thor is a bad bro sometimes, and Tony is awesome.
  4. It Just Sort Of Happened- Potrix, T, No Warnings Apply (Mentions of drug abuse, mentions of attempted suicide, mentions of overdosing)
    Sometimes, Loki learns, getting in trouble is just the first step of something new and wonderful.
    Buddy,,,, this was,,,,,,,,,  angsty and wonderful

This one was difficult and annoying, bc I found Loki’s kids meeting Avengers with frostiron, but it was badly written, or gross, or some kind of shit imo. Then I found meeting Loki’s kids with frostiron! But barely any Avengers, SO, Buddy, I Tried. Honestly, this was the section that took the longest alsdkjf. (A note, I didnt go as in depth for this tag as i have for others bc i thought i spent enough time on it, but here is the link to the search terms i used. Therefore, a lot of the fics on this sec are pretty new, and im sure there are plenty of other good ones in the tag, i simply kinda didnt feel like reading them)

  1. Loki’s Brood (series)- Raven_Ehtar, T, (Past) Rape/Non-con, (Flashback) Graphic Violence (IMO violence is not that bad, and to me the non-con was glossed over)
    After the trial in Asgard for his various crimes, Loki Laufeyson walks away estranged from his people and burdened with tasks to amend his past wrongs. In so doing he also walks away with his three children - Fenrir, Hela and Jörmungandr - taking them out of the hands of the Æsir. He entrusts them to Tony Stark, much to everyone’s surprise, and what could have been a disaster turns out to work out remarkably well for everyone involved. At least most of the time.
    This entire series was amazing, I loved it, I want more right now, thank you very much. (This one has the most kids+avengers)
  2. Crossing the Line (series)- pristineungift, M, No Warnings/Graphic Violence.
    Tony Stark may not know it, but he is Loki’s.
    Not in a creepy way tho! Imo, at least lkasdf. I really loved this series honestly. Also, Angst :’> (More… adult ‘kids’, and mostly avengers tbh)
  3. Hel is Other People- Moosepelheim, M, Graphic Violence.
    “So what if I ate the cheeseburger?” Tony shouts, throwing a wrench at Loki’s head. The bastard dodges it easily as he stalks closer. “That doesn’t mean I belong to you!”
    “Oh, not to me,” Loki says lowly, a smile like honey slowly spreading its way across his face. “But with me? Surely you’ve heard of Persephone.”
    “A cheeseburger isn’t some fucking mystical pomegranate, you smirking lunatic.” It isn’t, it just isn’t. Not even close. “You aren’t even Greek!” he adds, throwing another wrench which is dodged just as easily.
    Loki spreads his hands wide, posing like the showman he is. “I think you’ll find that a pomegranate symbolizes the fruit of the dead. Your cheeseburger, made of dead flesh, was topped with fruit. It’s close enough for the symbolism to bind.”
    “Ah-hah! There’s no fucking fruit on a cheeseburger,” Tony says triumphantly, finger pointing accusingly at Loki. “I fucking win, no going back to crazy town with you. I stay here in my workshop, and you fucking leave before I call the Avengers.”
    “Oh Stark,” Loki murmurs, almost affectionately. “A tomato is a berry, you ignorant fool.”
    I’m fucking counting this bc this is one of my faves and Im justifying it by the fact that Loki’s kids are in it, albeit as adults, and more towards the end than anything else.

These last three are pretty much Loki+kids+Tony, no Avengers. But they’re all lovely nonetheless, and I would love more of these kinds of fics

  1. Hidden Within- Lynds (Incomplete, updating regularly), T, Chose No Warnings.
    Tony’s on the verge of giving up when he stumbles into Lucas and his large brood of troubled children. He knows they’re on the run, but frankly, he’s not going to live very much longer, so he doesn’t care. He just wants to hang out with the hot guy with stunning green eyes and crazy kids, and maybe fall in love with all of them. Just a little.
    When Loki finds out he isn’t Odin’s son, he washes his hands of the lot of them. He steals his children back from their prison and takes them on the run, hiding their true nature and magic in a mortal form. But then Tony comes to their aid one day, and he has to choose between keeping his children safe and hidden, and releasing his magic to save the life of a man he might be falling for.
    This is the best of the ones I read, no lie, and even tho its super new it deserves to be on this list.
  2. Late Again- andquitefrankly, G, No Warnings.
    Single dad’s Tony and Loki always bring their kids late to school. And those kids see something that they don’t: love.
    Def Loki’s kids, and… kinda an oc for Tony’s kid? However, this was delightful, and light, and fluffy. Exactly what I needed after some of the other angst heavy ones on this list.
  3. Forming a Family- siver_drip, T, No Warnings.
    Odin cast Loki’s children through space and time. Tony finds Hela.
    Seeing dad!Tony was amazing, I loved it, and Hela was a wonderful little hellion, whom I adore. More pre-slash than anything during the story
Accidental| Hoseok

Your boyfriend doesn’t show up for your date leaving you in the awkward position of peers staring at you with sorry eyes. Right as your about to get up a presence saves you from your embarrassment portraying as your boyfriend.

Originally posted by jjang-pandaa

Warning: Cussing, implied smut, Smiley Hobi!

Genre: A dash of fluff and angst?

Word Count: 8.8K

A/N: I saw this prompt on pintrest and thought it was cute, also i may have made some spelling mistakes and other things because Teen wolf came on tonight and I needed to finish before it came on. Please dont hate me frens!

Hours had passed and the loneliness and dread in my head only managed to sprout further more into my heart. I had been promised a lovely evening at a rather expensive restaurant but it was far from the situation that was vowed. I was missing the very non evident boyfriend that was supposed to be sitting across the table as i was met with the cold nothingness of a longing body. I had merely order a bottle of wine to cover up my sorrows but that doesn’t really do the trick as the angry waiter suggest you should leave so he can fill the table and others staring at you with pity and disgust.

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from afar pt one// jughead jones au

from afar // the one where she needs a wedding date


summary: (Y/N) needs a wedding date. jughead is the only one available. small problem-they aren’t on good terms. 

words: 900+

(((author’s note: i’m on mobile so i cant tag my masterlist but other parts will be longer i promise. Also this is so cheesy so if you dont like that sorta stuff im sorry. it’ll also be speech based so i can update it frequently))) 

(Y/N) let out a scream, alerting everyone within a five mile radius, that she was, in fact, not okay. Almost in a comedic manner, Kevin and Veronica come barging into their best friend’s room. “WHO THE FUCK DOES HE THINK HE IS?” (Y/N) screamed as she made eye contact with the duo stood at the door. 

“This is not happening. This is definitely not happening. I’m just dreaming this.“ 

“And the Oscar goes to…(Y/N) (L/N) for best actress in a leading role. You may have seen her in films such as: ‘The Mental Breakdown’ and ‘Why the FUCK are you screaming the apartment down at quarter to eleven at night?’” Kevin joked as his best friend finally calmed down. 

“My dumb brother didn’t even think of calling me. He doesn’t even tell me in person!“ she screeched “How am I even related to him?“ 

 "Oh my god, (Y/N), what’s Josh done now?” Veronica asked, knowing that her best friend always overreacted to everything her brother did or said. 

“He’s getting married.” she retorted “The idiot is getting married in two weeks and I’ve only just been told. He wants me to leave for Boston tomorrow.“ 

“Shouldn’t you be happy for him?” Kevin asked, unsure on why she was upset. 

Of course she was happy for her brother. She loved her brother more than anything but she wasn’t happy to be the last to know. (Y/N) had told Josh everything but it seemed as if he was hesitant to let her know of his upcoming marriage. 

 "I’m happy for him but I, sure as hell, am not happy about turning up to my brother’s wedding dateless! Do you not know how many random ‘singletons’ will be directed my way?“

“You don’t want to turn up dateless?” Veronica paused for a while, thinking of people (Y/N) could bring with her. 

 "Come with me! Be my date!“ she grinned, rushing over to Veronica "Please, we know each other well enough for you to pretend to be my girlfriend.”

“(Y/N), if I could, I would but you know I’ve got that work thing, I can’t cancel last minute.”

“Ugh, I know you won’t be down for the drive there with me.” (Y/N) turned her attention to Kevin.

“Your brother also knows I’m gay.“ He retorted "It’s not even an option. What about Archie?”

“Kev, you know Archie and I grew up together! Josh is caught up with everything in his life. He knows Arch is with Betty. Never mind, maybe Reginald will come with me." 

"Nu-uh, you can’t ask Reg to be your date to your brother’s wedding. He barely knows his own name, let alone anything about you.” Veronica scoffed. “Looks like you’ll have to go dateless.”

“Are you two forgetting about our good ole pal Forsythe Jones?” Kevin interrupted the silence.

“No, no, no! Absolutely no way. Kevin, are you out of your bloody mind? Jughead doesn’t even like the sound of my breathing.”

“Wouldn’t hurt to try? It would be better to pretend to date Juggie than have Tana set you up with her weird cousin, Jackson.”

“Montana does have some weird cousins. Even if I asked, Jughead would definitely say no before I even opened my mouth.”

“Well, you’re not asking, I am.“ Kevin rolled his eyes "Maybe this experience will be beneficial for the entire apartment and you’ll stop being at each other’s throats.”

“You’re acting as if I hate him or something.”

“That’s because you do!” the duo exclaimed, almost as if it had been practised.

In all truth, (Y/N) didn’t dislike Jughead but she didn’t like him either. She had no genuine opinion on him. The duo were introduced to each other after they were forced to share a dorm together. They were both civil with each other at the beginning but the moment everyone got settled in, it was almost as if he flipped a switch in his mind and suddenly disliked her. Kevin, Veronica, Betty and Reggie were also surprised by the change in his behaviour. 

Ever since that moment, it seemed as if he had dedicated every waking moment to making sure to ruin her day, whether it be with some stupid remark about her outfit or by purposely misplacing her cereal in the highest place he could find. She had once found the box sitting on the edge of the entrance to the attic.

“No it’s okay, I can ask Reggie.” (Y/N) frowned “Jughead is bound to say no. Reggie and I can make up some stupid story on the drive down.”

Kevin scoffed before rushing out of the door and running down the stairs with (Y/N) hot on his heels. As soon as Kevin reached his destination, he began knocking on the door rapidly. “Forsythe Jones, open the door right now!”

“Kevin, shut the fuck up. You’re going to wake everyone in the building up.” She muttered through gritted teeth

“What’s up, Keller?” Jughead spoke, poking his head through the small crack “Bit late for a random visit, don’t ya think?”

“(Y/N) needs you to pretend to be her boyfriend for her brother’s wedding. Are you in?”

“Alright, I’ll go.” He chuckled lowly, his eyes meeting (Y/N)’s. “When are we setting off, babe?”

(Y/N) winced at his exaggeration of the word babe, feeling goosebumps grow on her skin. She was unsure whether it was from the displeasure of his words or maybe because she never expected him to agree just like that.

“Better pack your bags, we’re leaving at seven tomorrow.” Archie interrupted from behind the door.

(Y/N) retorted, turning around, starting to retreat towards her apartment “I’m leaving at 12 tomorrow. You decide who you’ll want to drive with. Keep in mind its a 10 hour drive.”

“It’ll be more plausible if I drive up with you, babe. Can’t wait to see your cute little butt in a cute little dress.” Jughead smirked.

Miss Me? - Part One

Pairing: CrowleyxReader

Summary: Crowley finds out you’ve been spending a lot of time with Dean fixing cars and shit and decides to show you you’re his

Warnings: Smut smut smut ladies and germs. Oh and swearing probably

Word Count: 1,515

A/N: This is going to be a two parter. Pure smut ladies and gents! Requests are open! Leave me some feedback y'all it helps a lot :)
A/N2: I am also currently working on a request for Crowley, so keep your eyes peeled for that ;)
(Ps: I hope the tags work because some people were saynig that it didn’t tag them in my last one sooo yep)

Supernatural Masterlist

(gif not mine yo)

Originally posted by dean-winchester-crush

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Hidden Rooms

Summary: Every night you hear noises in your closet, every night you pay a visit.

A/N: these keep getting longer ;;

Hoshi x reader x Woozi (nothing weird i promise lmao)

Wonwoo [here], Dk [here]

Word Count: 4,009 T T

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luanna801  asked:

Oooh, do Shiro please? (For the meme)

sure thing! i love him so,, 


  • How I feel about this character: i feel like ive said so much already about him lmao but,, i adore shiro honestly. there’s something about shiro that just kinda grabs you and pulls you in, makes you really care. my first time watching, i tried not to get Attached–i knew the drill of “he died like 8 episodes into golion” and figured with the arm and his convenient memory loss that the galra had probably let him escape and he’d be a sleeper agent or something. so i tried really really hard not to get too invested but,, he’s just so warm and genuine and kind. he cares about his team so much, commits himself to leading even though he’s just as lost as everyone else. 
  • and shiro’s just so damn unlucky its heartbreaking. like, he was all set at the garrison until kerberos and everything was suddenly a downward spiral. he had a promising career as a pilot, a bright future ahead of him. and he honestly loves space, really wanted to explore and learn. the fact that the whole world was torn out from under him, that he lost so much and he’s still so kind it just,, really gets me. and he still has this sense of adventure, says–“Defenders of the universe? I like the sound of that.”
  • But he’s still dealing with the aftermath of everything, and his symptoms aren’t minor or endearing. they’re detrimental and ugly–he freezes, breaks down, screams, lashes out–he’s down on the ground doing push ups at like five am in full armor because he can’t sleep, can’t rest, has to be ready for an attack at any moment, has to be ready to defend his crew so they aren’t taken from him again–he’s been through so much. and he’s a character with thirty something years of bad history and tragedy behind him and just,, i want so badly for him to make it. and i want him to realize that he deserves it. he thinks he’s not worthy of being a paladin, writes himself off as a loss and accepts he’ll just die. and you can see the tender look on his face when keith tells him he’s gonna make it, he’ll be alright. he looks so touched by that 
  • All the people I ship romantically with this character: just keith and when i feel like it lance 
  • My non-romantic OTP: hm,, if this like, just means what character interactions i like platonically then, shiro and pidge i guess? he seems like her older brother; shiro’s familiar with pidge’s family and definitely looks out for her a lot. he’s also the only one pidge ever really opens up to about her dad and brother. they’ve both suffered heavy losses from kerberos, so they can kind of understand each other 
  • My unpopular opinion: i dont mean any offense by this but like,, im sick of the space dad thing. i feel really bad that everyone treats shiro like he’s so much older and more capable, like he has to be everyone else’s parent and cater to all their needs when he himself is described in official published sources as one of “five teenagers,” a “young pilot,” only “slightly older” than the other paladins and “wise beyond his years.” like, the guy was literally aged by his trauma. he acts older because he was forced into a position where he had to mature if he wanted to survive. he’s clearly going through so many things on his own, and yet people expect him to drop everything and micromanage the other paladins’ emotional needs at all times. he’s the leader, yes. and he puts in the time and care for other members of his team, he looks after them. but he’s certainly not their dad, and the other paladins are capable enough that he doesn’t need to “raise” them. he’s part of the team too, let him be 
  • One thing I wish would happen in cannon: I really want some flashbacks prekerberos, to see what kind of person shiro was before everything and just how much he’s changed. and then i want him to be able to start healing and realize he’s still a good person. he’s not the monster the galra tried to make him 
  • My OTP: sheith is just v important to me 
  • My cross over ship: ??? uhhhh,,,, ive never really liked ships with characters from different series
  • A headcannon: he and keith both have trouble sleeping, so sometimes they’ll train together late at night or just go back to one of their rooms and talk. if one of them has nightmares that are particularly bad, the other will be like “okay, time for a sleepover.” lots of comfort and cuddling 

you can set yourself on fire || kidge week day 1

A/N: so so so i actually saw @88bulletsart​‘s kidge week prompts but i really wanted to write for @kidgeweek​‘s prompts as well so here you go. super late. i really hope none of you mind! 

i’ll be writing for both weeks tho, so expect a hell of a lot more of my writing! title is from crazy=genius by p!atd. and yes, i will base my story titles off p!atd songs and lyrics coz i’m panic trash 

Prompt: Burn

Summary: Pidge may or may not have accidentally singed herself in one of her technical endeavors but lucky enough Keith was quick to help out.

It was no secret that Keith was the most observant of all the paladins of Voltron, second only to Shiro who somehow managed to pick up on…well, everything. The only real difference between the two of them was that the older paladin would rely on this skill when in battle and rarely outside of it. Meanwhile Keith can’t help but notice all the little things in their daily lives.

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#3 Auston Matthews

hey. I really loved that Auston Matthews injury imagine. It was so sweet. could you maybe write one where his girlfriend gets hurt? and he’s not there so he drops everything to be with her? And he’s really sad and takes really good care of her? and maybe could it include marner a little bit? Like he comes to visit them because the three of them are all really good friends? Thanks!

Idk i feel like every injury imagine ever has the muse playing hockey. What if we aren’t able to coordinate our limbs?? Idk maybe it’s just me and I’m natuarally clumsy but falling down stairs didn’t sound as dramatic and/or cool. But then i was like, “emma, you know what you have that perfectly healthy people can have that could also be potentially dramatic??” Heart conditions that make you pass out. 

Also I’m sorry its not gender neutral :(

Anyway, here you are. I hope it’s okay.

Warnings: sort of confusing maybe. Also sort of lacking in parts because i randomly started crying idek im v stressed. Also Idk how broken bones work bc ive only ever broken my toe.

Song suggestion of the day: Bare by Wildes

Originally posted by zetterbabe

You hastily tried to cease the frantic rhythm of your foot on the hardwood floor. You were unbelievably stressed. Having your boyfriend away usually had you a little more sensitive than usual but this was something else entirely. You were nervous for his big game tonight, plus this was one of your busiest times in terms of both work and school and just to add to that, the friend you were waiting on was half-an-hour late and Auston’s game was starting soon. You and your friend had agreed to meet up in one of the pubs in Toronto so you could keep an eye on the game and catch up with your friend at the same time. You didn’t really like being anywhere by yourself for too long and you felt like you were starting to get a lot of concerned glances. You probably looked like you were freaking out. They wouldn’t exactly have been wrong to think so either. You were so far gone that the arrival of said friend didn’t provide any comfort whatsoever. 

“Are you sure you’re alright?” 

“I’m fine. I just..Just need some air.” you replied but your voice hardly rose above a whisper as you moved to stand.

Auston’s phone was blowing up, even as the distraught teen spoke hurriedly into it, receiving words of reassurance from his mother’s voice on the other end of the line. He’d called her as soon as he’d set foot in Toronto, terrified out of his mind and unsure what he should do. He knew everyone was worried about him after he’d had to leave mid-game due to a “personal emergency”, which summed it up pretty well. As soon as he heard you were in hospital, there was no one on earth that could stop him from rushing to your side. It was just lucky that his parents were in Toronto at the moment so they could stay with you till Auston arrived. He was greeted by his father, who was waiting at the front of the hospital for his son, engulfing Auston in a tight hug when he caught sight of the teen. 

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Pairing: Regulus Black x Lily Evans; background James Potter x Sirius Black

AU: Modern, non-magical, Tinder AU

Word Count: 2,331

Written For: @reghoulus + @takeupserpents [#regulily gospel crew]

Lily starts dating James Potter in early September.

It lasts three weeks.

She gently breaks up with him after he rearranges his entire class schedule—changing his proposed majorfrom Criminal Justice to Discrete Mathematics in the process—so that he can ‘spend more time with Sirius’.

James seems genuinely upset by the news.

“Is this about Sirius?” he bleats, slouching into the truly ridiculous depths of his burgundy leather couch. “Because the cuddling—it’s, like, super fucking no homo, okay, there are hand checks and a bro code and the bro code clearly states that morning wood is, like, subconscious, right, you can’t blame us for—”

Abruptly, he cuts himself off, squinting at a platinum Crate & Barrel candlestick like it might tell him exactly what was wrong with literally everything he’d just said.

Lily sighs.

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anonymous asked:

hi!! i love your fics, and they always make me so happy and im feeling a little down right now and i was wondering if you would maybe write something sterek-ey for this prompt "You've been typing furiously on your laptop in the library, and have just gone to get a book, so I had a quick look and you're writing hardcore gay porn and it's GOOD."

Here you go, sweetheart. I am so sorry it’s a day late and I hope you are feeling better. My door is always open to you if you need to talk. Also a big thank you to @crossroadswrite for being the most helpful of betas ever to beta. 

Stiles thumps his head on the desk for the fifth time in twenty minutes.

Go to the library, Scott had said.

You’ll get so much done, he said. The liar.

Allison and Kira are coming over and- and Stiles is officially moving Scott from his top bros list. Being sexiled is one thing, but to be exiled? For platonic reasons? From his own apartment? Where there is popcorn and a Dexter marathon waiting for him? Nope. Scott is officially out. Not that Stiles actually has anyone else on his bro list, but he could. One day. Starting now. Maybe.

Sighing a little more dramatically than is probably necessary – if the dirty looks he gets in return are anything to go by – he looks around for something to entertain him.

Vaguely, he is aware his anthropology notes are still sitting there, vying for his attention in that kind of pick me, pick me! way in what he imagines Hermione Granger would look like if she were a notebook and not a person. Well, fictional character, unless you make an argument for Emma Watson, but that’s beside the point.

No, the point is he wants fun, a life, to go crazy, and as much as he loves – he squints back at his notes – post-structuralism, it’s just not going to cut it tonight.

Scanning the room, he looks at the different types of people.

It would be nice to make a new friend, he thinks – or so his dad tells him – and what better way to make a friend than at the library? That’s a type of friend, right? The “library friend”. They’re easy enough to make. That person you always meet up with to go for coffee, crashing at their place, helping each other study, making flash cards.

Stiles could see himself in that kind of friendship. He’d ace the flash cards. Flash cards are his thing, his buddy, his pal. Maybe he should put flash cards on his bro list.

“And maybe you should stop drinking so much caffeine,” someone angrily comments behind him.

Spinning in his chair, Stiles opens his mouth, ready to argue - because hello, rude – but promptly shuts it again because hello, wet dream.

Wet Dream is currently scowling at him, making his glasses slip down the bridge of his nose. It’s adorable and Stiles doesn’t know whether to ask for this guy’s hand in marriage right here and now or buy him coffee first.

“Do you generally like to annoy people by talking out loud, or is this just my lucky night?”

Not that Stiles expects a positive answer to either of those questions, but a guy can dream. If Lydia Martin taught him one thing in high school, it’s that a guy can certainly, most definitely, dream.

“Are you generally this sexy, or is this just my lucky night?”

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Bully (JB)

Request: Can I get a scenario where Jaebum is the school’s bully who is in love with you. He decides to ask you out on a date randomly and he turns out to be a lot sweeter than you expected.

Length: 2,153 words (yikes! Got carried away hehe)

Happy New Year’s Eve guys! Hope you’re having a great one! When I was writing this, it felt like it was starting out to be a fanfic with how long it ended up being hahaha. Also, my wifi was been spotty so while I have been writing the scenarios, I can’t post any or put them in the queue :-( But alas, it is temporarily back! Hope you guys like this one!!

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A kiss never forgotten

*Chap 1: A drunken night*

*Chap 2: A blurred night.*

*Chap 3: The Bath House*

Chap 4: A Thousand pieces

Naruto hurried to grab his gear and his spare uniform. He knew he had to go as undetectable as possible, so he decided to leave all his Hokage possessions in the office. He leaped from his window, and landed softly on the ground. All he had on his mind was to get too Sasuke, his mind was focused on what could be happening, he was so consumed by his thoughts that he didn’t even realize several anbu members were following him to the entry. Before Naruto could leave the village 3 anbu members had leaped in front of him stopping him from going any further. “Hokage sama, where are you going? The village will be in jeopardy if you leave”. Naruto didn’t have time to deal with this, every minute and every second was time he was wasting. “Look guys it’s okay, I am joining the 5 shinobi leaving for Sungakure, Kakashi will be my substitute.” “Now I would advise you to step out of my way.” Even though the anbu seemed reluctant to let Naruto go, they knew they couldn’t defy an order from the Hokage, so hesitantly they moved out of his way. Naruto ran past the gates and leaped to the closest tree branch, stabilizing himself with a little bit of extra chakra around his feet. He turned back to look at Konoha one more time. He knew everything would be fine, but he hoped Kakashi didn’t make a mess of things whilst he was gone. Kakashi was a great shinobi who he trusted with his life, but he also was the laziest man alive. Naruto looked towards the direction of Sungakure, he knew this was going to be a long journey if he didn’t get started right away. With a buildup of chakra to his legs and feet, he leapt off the tree branch and towards the direction of the Sand village.

*The forest*

Naruto was only 20 minutes into the forest, already the light from Konoha had faded away into the darkness. Naruto started realizing what a bad idea it was to leave before daylight, he couldn’t see an inch in front of him. He knew he could use Kurama’s help, but he knew he would kill Naruto for waking him up for something so stupid. He decided there was no use fighting it, he jumped down to the ground beneath the trees. He set up a small fire and camp for the night, he would continue as soon as daylight hit. Naruto paced between the fire and a tree that was nearby, he hated waiting, he wasn’t made to be patient. His nerves where extremely agitated, his heart was reaching 1000 beats per minute and he was starting to feel woozy from all the hyperventilating he was doing. “Hey Naruto, can you please calm down, I can’t get much rest if you are acting all restless.” “Kurama?” “Yes, who else would it be”. Naruto was glad to hear from his friend, since Naruto became so busy he never got any alone time to himself, and thus never got to speak to Kurama anymore. Naruto sat down near the fire, rested his head on a large oak tree and let his eyes shut close.

*Inside Naruto*

“Hey! Kurama, how are you?” “Naruto, just because I spoke to you once, doesn’t mean I want to chat at 1 in the morning.” Naruto had kind of forgotten what time it was; his body had stopped being tired the minute he found out his Konoha team was in danger. “Oh, sorry Kurama, I just thought we could talk, but I’ll let you go back to sleep.” “Hm, well I’m awake now.” Kurama drowsily arose from his comfortable position, he stretched out his front legs and let out a deep yawn. “This better be good Naruto.” “Well Kurama I’m a bit worried, I have been feeling strange of late.” Silence filled the air, it seemed for a while that neither Naruto or Kurama were going to say anything. “Argh, why do I feel like this will be a long conversation I’m not willing to listen too.” “Naruto, I’m a tailed beast, not a therapist, so I’m probably going to be no help.” “Listen Kurama, I know you can’t help me, but I kind of just want to talk to you, and let things off my chest, if you don’t mind me ranting?” Kurama started to realize this was bit more serious than he was taking it. “Alright Naruto I’m all ears”. Kurama got into a more comfortable position to listen to what Naruto was going to say.  Naruto as well joined Kurama, he decided to sit down, and relax his tense muscles, he wasn’t even too sure where to start. “Well Kurama, I have been thinking a lot of late, I haven’t really been happy of late. I uh; how do I say this without sounding horrible. I sometimes regret the life I choose.” Naruto let out a deep sigh, he was shaking with fear and guilt, he hadn’t actually talked to anyone about how he was feeling. “There would be nights I stay awake, drowning in the thought that I’m stuck in this marriage, work and father life. Don’t get me wrong, I love my kids with all my heart. It’s just hard you know, to balance work, Hinata and my own happiness. Most of the time there isn’t even enough time in the day for me. That’s why I hadn’t visited you of late. I am annoyed at myself Kurama, I feel like I am being selfish for wanting more. I feel like I’m always asking for more, especially in regards to my marriage. Me and Hinita got married so quickly, the fire which was our love started to dim, a very long time ago. But isn’t that normal for someone who have been married for many years?” “Am I meant to feel this drained and void of any emotion? I’m worried Kurama, that most of the time I can’t feel anything towards her. I feel like everything between us has become so stale and robotic. I miss feeling emotions, I miss the excitement I used to get when I was younger.” “Is it selfish of me to want more than this? Is it selfish of me to want those butterfly feelings back again, to feel like my heart is going to leap out of my chest when I’m around that special someone?” “As well Kurama I’m scared that I’m not doing a good job as Hokage, I look at the previous 6 Hokage. I am nothing like them, I feel so worthless in comparison to them.”

Kurama was apprehended by the depth and seriousness of the conversation Naruto was having withhim, he wasn’t even sure how to respond to something as serious as this. “Naruto, take a deep breath and calm down, things will be alright. You have to remember that at the end of the day you have a family, but your happiness is also crucial. So you need to figure out how to balance these elements so that you can find peace and joy.”

“Kurama, there is also something else I’m really concerned about.” Kurama had no idea how things could get more complicated for Naruto at this point. “Last night, I kissed Sasuke as a practical joke”. “Well that’s not too bad, it was a joke, what’s the harm in that?” Naruto couldn’t believe these words were about to leave his mouth, “Kurama, that kiss was like nothing I have ever felt before. That kiss made me feel things I hadn’t felt in so many years, those butterfly feelings, that warm fuzzy sensation in my stomach. It was all there.”  “After I found out it was Sasuke, I couldn’t get his lips off my mind, I haven’t stopped thinking about those feelings, it’s been driving me insane. Because I want it again, and I know I can’t have it.” Kurama was baffled by Naruto’s confession, he was so lost for words he just stayed there slightly gasping. “Uh Naruto, I know this is different and strange, but it seems to me you might have developed a little crush or something.” Kurama was trying to hold in a laugh, he knew this was meant to be a serious conversation, but the thought of Sasuke and Naruto liking each other was pretty funny considering their rival history. “Look Naruto, this is the only sappy nice crap you’re going to hear out of me, so you better be paying attention.” Naruto still slightly blushing from embracement from Kurama claiming he had a crush had now sat up, he was curious what Kurama was about to say, he was never the one for deep meaningful talks. “Okay Kurama, I’m listening.”

“Naruto I have lived upon this earth for a very long time, this world has always been shrouded in darkness and hatred. Shinobi have been misusing their abilities to create oppression, sadness and fear. For most of my life, which you would know, I was a result of that hatred and hunger for power. I became consumed by the darkness that this cruel world envelops us in. I was used to destroy many lives, I aided in creating this world of darkness.  Do you know who showed me the brightness of this world? You. Without you I would have stayed in the darkness.” “Naruto you are very special if you haven’t noticed. Even though you were born into a world of hatred, shunned upon by your own village and left alone as a small child. You still seemed to find happiness. That’s what makes you special, you find the light in the darkness. Whilst most shinobi let the overwhelming darkness become there only vision. Naruto when you were young, you were only a spec of light floating in the darkness, but as you grew you gained friendship, love, family and much more. Every time you grew, you would become even brighter, sooner or later you were as bright as the sun. When people meet you, they are shone brightness into their own internal darkness. You are so special.” “Never forget that, as Hokage you are the light that shines for many, you have to remember that you are different, you should take charge of your village the Naruto way. Don’t run the village like the previous Hokage before you. Run the village how you believe you should run it.” “With Sasuke, I’m going to be honest, I don’t have a lot of wisdom to give to you, all I can say is that you have obligations as a father and a husband, you can’t just run off and have time to figure yourself out. You are important to your children, but as much as family is important, you need to remember that happiness is also important. Without happiness, love and joy cannot be attained. You just need to figure out where that happiness lays.

Naruto was shocked with Kurama’s statements, his heart was full of raw emotion, he could feel his eyes start to water. “Kurama, thank you; really. I needed to hear that”. “Hm, well you’re not getting any sappier cute crap from me.” “Haha, thank you, I’ll let you get back to sleep now.” Naruto took in a deep breath and opened his eyes. He was now surrounded by warmth and the light crackle of embers from a toasty fire. His heart was beating quickly and tears started to rapidly fill his eyes, he grabbed his legs and wrapped his arms around them. He lowered his head into the middle of his legs. He began to sob; Naruto was letting go of years of buried feelings. As Naruto cried his heart out alone in the forest, he knew when he came back to Konoha he needed to find this balance between happiness, family and work.

*The morning*

Naruto’s tired eyes opened, he heard the calming chirps of birds in the nearby forest. He quickly packed up and poured water on the left over embers that were still red and hot. He needed to get out of this forest and get to Sunagakure as soon as possible. The wind starting whipping Naruto’s face, he was reaching absurd speeds which could be harmful if he missed one tree branch. But as soon as the mission was back on his mind he stopped thinking logically. At this point the thought of Sasuke in danger was the only consistence thought inside his head. Naruto’s breath was heavy as he pushed himself to go faster and faster. He wasn’t concerned about exerting himself, he only knew he had to get their as soon as possible.

*The edge of the forest reaching Sungakure*

Naruto was extremely tired; he knew he should be close to the edge of the forest right before the valley of sand that lead to Sungakure. He had only used his own strengths to reach this far, he was saving any extra help for the battle that lied ahead. The trees around him where blurred by how quickly Naruto was racing through them. He could notice the trees were starting to thin out, they were getting smaller, thinner and browner. Naruto could start to hear what sounded like shiruken hitting each other. What hit Naruto’s body next was something he wished he wasn’t going to have to face again. He started smelling the crude smell of blood, the scent of hours of fighting and a sickening metallic hint in the air. Naruto’s body became extremely tense; he was so afraid what laid ahead of him.  His feet pushed harshly against the branches of the trees, enough for the branches to crack underneath Naruto’s pressure on them. His breath was becoming extremely irregular, his heart had lost any form of rhythm, he felt hot and nervous. Naruto’s eyes started catching glimpses of golden sand which was scattered all over the forest floor. He knew he was extremely close now. Noises started pouring into Naruto’s ears, people were yelling and screaming. The pain in the voices Naruto could hear struck his heart, his chest was compressed and everything in his body was set on ‘alert’.

Naruto nearly gasped at the sight of the sand terrain in the distance hidden behind the leaves and branches of the forest. He crushed through all the tree foliage until he harshly fell onto the sand. He felt that hot hit of the direct sunlight, he could see vultures circle the sky in front of him. He could make out a sand cloud which was in the distance. He knew this would be where the fighting was occurring, so with all his strength he pushed forward and started bolting towards the fight. As he got closer he could see a purple light illuminate throughout the cloud, Naruto already knew this was Sasuke’s Susanoo. He pushed through the lung and leg pain. He was reaching the cloud of sand that had formed from the fighting. He could see Garra in the distance fighting against one of the rouge ninja. Before Naruto could run into the fight and help he had to do one thing. He closed his eyes, silenced the world around him and reopened his eyes. Now he was glowing and had his bright orange six paths and Kurama’s energy flowing around him. He flew through the sand mist; his first obligation was to save as many injured ninjas. But he also had to look for Sasuke. Where could he be? “Fire Bolt Jutsu”. Sasuke! Where was he? Naruto was looking everywhere. This dam cloud of sand was blurring his vision. “Sasuke!” Silence. Naruto was trying to sense Sasuke’s chakra in the mist of fighting and sand that swirled around him. He sensed it over to his right. He was shocked by how little chakra he could sense from Sasuke. He flew as quickly as possible towards the faint flickers of Sasuke’s chakra. “Sasuke!” “Where are you?” “Naruto?” Naruto’s heart at this stage was working overtime, his body was already on edge by the enormous amounts of fear he felt. As Naruto jumped down, he could see two figures fighting just ahead of him. “I’m coming Sasuke.” There was no response, just noises of grunting and metal hitting each other. There was a bright electrical flash sent through the sand cloud. He could see one of the figures doge the attack flawlessly. Naruto could finally start to see the two figures, Sasuke’s uniform was tattered, the rouge ninja seemed to be having the upper hand in the battle. Naruto was still a fair distance away from Sasuke. He physically pushed himself to get to Sasuke as quick as possible. His eyes never left Sasuke’s. “Sasuke!” As Sasuke turned towards Naruto, he collapsed straight to the floor. Only then did Naruto see the large metal rod sticking right through Sasuke’s body, now drenched in his blood, quickly tainting the golden sand beneath it.

Naruto’s heart at that moment had felt like 5 knives had projected themselves into him. His lungs felt like they were being choked to death and his eyes quickly filled with water. He reached Sasuke and held him in his hands. “SASUKE! PLEASE DON’T CLOSE YOUR EYES.” “Hm dobe, you are late.” Sasuke smirked, looked fondly into Naruto’s eyes, and then slowly his smile disappeared, his eyes shut and his body went limp. Naruto could feel a hot, fiery sensation build inside himself. He was starting to become consumed with hatred. With a blink of an eye, red hot chakra started surging outside of him. He felt enormous amounts of chakra build inside himself and soon enough the chakra became unstable. Naruto looked at the rouge ninja in front of him.“YOU! You are going to regret killing Sasuke!” Just like that Naruto was no longer a controlled Hokage, he was a young kid again, on the bridge of the land of waves.

*Chap 5: Heart beat*

PITCH-SLAPPED: a fan-guide to the Barden Bellas and gay lady ships of the Pitch Perfect franchise

So you just watched Pitch Perfect again and you’re feeling a little enamored with those aca-awesome characters. Or maybe you finally saw Pitch Perfect 2 and you’re just a bit obsessed after that tent scene. Or perhaps you’re not sure how to deal with the wait between now and July 2017 when Pitch Perfect 3 finally comes out.

Whatever the reason: you’ve come to tumblr to assuage those Pitch Perfect feels you got goin’ on and discovered a whole fandom. AH! So much to sort through. So much to feel. What even is Pitch Perfect tbh???? How do I join the fandom? Do I have to sing? WHAT ARE THE RULES HERE? 

Don’t worry. We totes got your back. 

(warning: the following post is very very long and really really effin gay)

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