also lol i feel like this should be angsty now but oh well

Olicity Fic Rec (Part 1)

Hey everybody! I have been wanting to do a fic rec for a while, but I haven’t been able to find the time to do it. Luckily now that school and finals are over, I finally can! I kinda tried to organize this fic rec by categories and stuff and I got really carried away lol, but I hope you enjoy!

SOME OF MY FAVORITE FICS (Not necessarily recent fics, just fics I LOVE (not all of my favorites bc we’d be here for days), and for the recent fics that are also my favorites, I put them in the recent section):


Sportsmanlike Conduct by @mogirl97: Overall one of my favorite sports AU’s! It has both fluff and angst, and I literally couldn’t stop reading it! I originally read it when it first came out, and each update made me so happy! Not to mention, hockey is literally my favorite sport (and I may or may not be a Flyers super fan) so this fic was especially fun to read! It all begins in college, when Felicity meets Oliver Queen, a handsome and talented hockey player! They hit it off immediately, and their relationship is so good, but of course, things get in the way! I HIGHLY RECOMMEND! Such an amazing fic!!

Times Like These by @anthfan: I REREAD THIS EVERY SINGLE NIGHT I’M NOT EVEN KIDDING (i literally just re-read it and finished it before I started making this post)! If you have free time, go read this fic, and if you don’t have free time, drop what you’re doing, make time, and go read this fic! This fic is so good, and all of Oliver and Felicity’s interactions are so well done. I actually only came across this story a few months ago, and I am so mad I didn’t find it sooner, but now that I have read it, I can’t stop reading it over and over! It begins with Felicity’s stalker and cousin, Nate, coming back into her life, and of course, Oliver and Dig doing everything they can to protect her. SO GOOD. SO SO SO SO GOOD. I’m not gonna lie, this fic made me cry, and I rarely ever cry, so that should tell you how AMAZING this fic is!

The Firebird by @supersillyanddorky06: Am I gonna rec every single one of Matty’s fics? Yes. And the Firebird is NO EXCEPTION! This fic was recently finished (ending was super amazing) and if you’re looking for an amazing, riveting fic to read, go READ IT RIGHT NOW! I literally would not put this fic down when I first read it, and everytime I go back and re-read it, I read it from start to finish because its SO GOOD(lol the amount of HW i’ve been able to complete has gone way down since I started reading matty’s fics). This fic is an Al-Sahim story, but has Oliver in Felicity’s house every night, not saying a word, and watching Tv with her, after Felicity finds Oliver about to kill someone one night. Basically, Oliver starts seeking Felicity after that night, and you’ll have to see what happens! Honestly tho, I don’t know how to describe this fic (it’s too amazing to put into words), so just go READ IT!

Forever is Composed of Nows by @dust2dust34 and @so-caffeinated: I’m pretty sure everyone has read this fic, but that’s because it’s only the best thing to ever exist! I read this fic a while ago, but lost it, and when I found it again, not only was it completed, but there was a SEQUEL and I SCREAMED OUT LOUD BECAUSE OBVIOUSLY! Such a good fic, and as a person who doesn’t even like children, I fell in love with Ellie Queen (believe me that is saying a lot, like i hate kids, but this story made me absolutely love Ellie) ! This fic has so much amazing fluff, and good angst, and just a wonderful wonderful plot. I love having the Queen fam in it, and every single chapter is just so good. It begins with Ellie Queen, Oliver and Felicity’s daughter, being brought into the past to escape Zoom, when Felicity and Oliver are not together, and haven’t even accepted their feelings for each other. SO GOOD. Such a great idea for a fic, that was made into a beautiful story, and I love it so much!

With our Backs to the Wall (Darkness will Fall) by @theirhappystory: ONE OF MY ALL TIME FAVORITES LIKE I CAN’T EXPLAIN GUYS ITS SO SO GOOD!! I am the biggest sucker for Army AU’s and age differences and this fic touches upon both of those and does it so well. Every single moment in this fic I absolutely love, and I really can’t put into words how good it is. You have to read it. You just have to. It starts with Oliver returning from war, coming back to a home with Felicity, who is looking much different and more mature then when he lost saw her. Oliver struggles with keeping his feelings and thoughts in check, and it is GLORIOUS! GO READ IT! I LOVE THIS FIC SO SO SO MUCH!

Or Forever Hold Your Peace by @katanabaabe: Such an incredibly angsty and beautiful fic, that you won’t be able to put down! I came across this fic a long time ago, and I am still just as obsessed with it now as I was then. I loved how this story was done, and I loved the way that Oliver and Felicity’s relationship plays out. I LOVE ANGST, and this fic had such well done angst it was impossible to put down. It begins with Oliver comforting Felicity after she is very upset over what happened with her fiancé, Ray Palmer, and things escalate. Such a good fic!

Where There’s Smoak There’s Fire by FelOllie @littlered-sourwolf: THIS IS SUCH AN AMAZING FIC! I have re read this story countless times, and I think it gets better each time. I love, love, love, the way Felicity and Oliver’s friendship plays out, with tons of sexual tension and teasing, and the angst (oh my god the angst is so good guys) all just is written together so beautifully you have to go read it! It begins with Oliver and Felicity, five years after the count took her, being the best of friends. I don’t want to spoil too much, but all I can say is READ IT because you will not regret it! Amazing amazing story!


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anonymous asked:

In the wolf au, is Kirishima dating Denki, hanta, Mina, ect or is just kinda a wolf thing? Not that I mind either way I'm just super curious lol. Also it's so lovely, your work is so sweet.

Anon said: hello fran!! How are you? I hope you’re doing great!! sorry to bother you haha but I wanted to ask something!! So, in your wolf!kirishima comic it says that Denki’s pack and so is sero and mina, does that mean that they’re wolves shifters too?? And will we ever get to see them?? (also is there kamisero? Sorry my weak heart loves them yeet)

Ohohohohohohoho I’m glad you both asked about Kirishima’s pack cause boy do I have answers - okay first things first, Kirishima is only dating Bakugou and he’s the only wolf shifter in the pack (well, Mina is also a shifter, just not a wolf shifter)

In the AU pack dynamics are loosely based on how wolf packs work in the wild: in nature usually there’s an alpha couple (the “alpha male” and his mate) and the rest of the pack is made out of their pups! So by all means it’s just a family unit - once the pups are old enough to fend for themselves they leave the “pack” to form their own family - they’re social animals, so they need a pack to be happy and safe, and that reflects in the AU too. In this universe though it’s pretty normal for wolf shifters to date/marry non-shifters or shifters of other kinds, and when that happens the resulting kids might or might not have shifting abilities, which results in the process of forming a pack being a bit all over the place

In Kirishima’s case, he was born by two non-shifters who had shifter blood in them - as a wolf shifter his wolf side needed a pack to feel well (let’s say, other wolves to play with and learn from and so on) so as a kid he used to spend a lot of time with Fat and Amajiki (both wolf shifters!) who acted as a surrogate pack for the wolf in him - now he’s old enough to have his own pack tho! And while ideally that would mean he builds his own family with another wolf shifter, he ended up falling for Bakugou, who’s a non-shifter and a man, which means the family plan sorta went down the drain. His wolf still needs a pack to be happy tho, and that ended up meaning he latched onto Mina (a childhood friend) and Kaminari and Sero (Bakugou’s close friends) who by this point are as close to him as if they were actual family.

So in theory Kirishima’s wolf side sees the pack as himself and Bakugou as the alpha couple and Mina, Sero and Kaminari as the “pups” - practically though Kirishima’s human side has a perfect grasp on his wolf’s instincts, so all in all it ends up just being five pals loving each other like family, no power imbalance at all (…he does get clingy after his pack members spend time with people outside of the pack, but he doesn’t ever try to stop them from socializing outside of the group and cuddles and general close proximity are all he needs to make his wolf feel better!)

…as you can see, I spent more time on this AU than strictly necessary haha

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Letters: #1 Open now [NCT Yuta scenario]


I’m glad people are liking the series! Hopefully you’ll continue to enjoy the series - I promise it won’t get as angsty as the last chapter again but there will be angst scenes again lol. This hasn’t been edited but I’ll go through it tomorrow!

Anyway, please don’t expect too much from this chapter! It’s kind of like a filler chapter that I can’t exactly leave out otherwise nothing will make sense :))))) There’s also some little things you’ll probably overlook now but actually play some significance in the future chapters! Keep your eyes out but also good luck :) also Yuta cries in this, pls don’t tell me oh he cries too much or stop putting descriptions of him crying. bitCH he’s just lose someone and this is set on the same day it happened - chill

also between the  ❝ ❞ is the letter. sometimes i might close them to explain something, or mention a thought or something thats happened!

Word count: 2506

Originally posted by icetaeil

if u find any gifs of yuta being serious, pls tag me in them bc every single fucking gif i find of him has him either being extra as fuck, smiling or some caption where he says something savage

Letters series {read from the beginning otherwise other chapters won’t make sense lol}

  • Letters: #0 The crash
  • Letters: #1 Open now
  • Letters: #3 Open when you miss me
  • Letters: #2 Open when you feel like giving up
  • Letters: #4 Open when you need some optimism
  • Letters: #5 Open when you’ve achieved your dreams
  • Letters: #6 Open when you need a reminder of how much I love you

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banner note:  lowqual snapchat edit for a photoshop-less author

Hi loves, I guess it’s about time I make one of these to appreciate all the people that I have somehow convinced to press that follow button how even.! as well as the people that makes me wanna log on everyday I honestly forgot the exact day of my blog anniversary so I guess today will do for this post wink wonk c: It’s been about a year since I actively wrote for bts and got back into the army tumblr community and I’m happy the allure and fascination in writing did not leave me back then. First off, I really want to say thank you to all of you, sincerely, I never thought I would meet so many wonderful people on this website and the amount of talent in this fandom is astounding! Thank you for being so patient with me, for understanding that I’m a fickle writer at heart (them random ass updates) and thank you for letting me share my stories with you. The following people have been meaningful to me in someway, whether that is through the little things like the occasional message or some that I can truly count on to be there when I need them. 

Note, that more one of the below categories may apply to you but I like organizing it this way :’) also if I didn’t write a message for you it’s not because I love you any less but more like I’m trying real hard for this to not exceed a certain length and crash everyone’s app (HA). Please forgive me if I forgot anyone .. I really tried my best TTTT but believe me when I say if I have punched that follow button then I have loved you for a long long time. So without farther ado.. 

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anonymous asked:

Maybe 40/42 with reggie? Those are kinda angsty lol

40. “Those things you said yesterday… Did you mean them?”

42. “If you don’t want to talk about what happened, then say so. Don’t just lie and say it’s fine.”  (w/ Reggie)

((also just pretend Reggie was at the party bc goddamn he needs more screen time))

Jughead’s party was where everything went wrong. Cheryl had the brilliant idea to play some stupid game and you were roped into it, along with Reggie. It had gotten serious immediately, as multiple secrets were revealed. Betty was not as good as everyone thought, Archie had an affair with a teacher, Veronica’s father. But it had all gone to hell when Cheryl focused on Reggie.

“So Mantle,” she drawled. “Let’s talk about you now.”

“Let’s not,” Reggie shot back.

Cheryl smirked. “So a little birdie told me that-”

“Cheryl, don’t,” Reggie cut her off. Cheryl’s smile grew.

“So I heard that you only asked out your little girlfriend because of a bet.”

The room went quiet as all gazes shifted to you. But you gaze was focused on Reggie.

“Yeah,” Chuck spoke, drawing your attention to him. “It was a football bet. We bet him that he couldn’t get little (Y/N)’s attention by the end of the month and he accepted. He said it would be easy, that she would be easy and he’d would have no trouble getting a little nobody like her to be his.”

The silence in the room was shattered by your laughter. You could feel Betty and Archie’s concerned gaze on you as gasped for air.

“Why am I not surprised?” you finally said. “Of course Mantle the Magnificent would agree to such a childish thing.”

“(Y/N), no, it wasn’t like that,” Reggie protested.

“Oh it wasn’t? Say it Reggie. Say it! Say that Chuck and Cheryl are lying because as far as I’m concerned, they’ve actually been speaking nothing but the truth all night.”

The whole room turned to Reggie, who kept his gaze down and stayed silent.

“You’re a pig Mantle,” you continued. “You’re a good-for-nothing jock who with never be anything more than a mediocre football player. Its done. I’m done.” 

Reggie didn’t look up as you stormed out of the house.

“Well that was intense,” Cheryl remarked. “Anyways…”

Reggie didn’t listen any longer as he grabbed his jacket and left, shoving Chuck on his way out.

Walking into school Monday morning was brutal. Things had changed and friendships had been lost but you, you were just broken. You could see Betty approaching you and you walked quicker.

“Listen (Y/N), about last night,” she began.

“I’m fine,” you muttered.

If you don’t want to talk about what happened, then say so. Don’t just lie and say it’s fine,” you heard Betty’s soft voice say.

“You should get to class Betts,” you said. Betty sighed as she rubbed your arm and walked away.

You gathered all your things and started to walk off when you were dragged into an empty classroom.

“Mantle,” you hissed as you ripped your arm from the boy’s grip.

“Listen, I know you don’t want to see me, but hear me out,” Reggie pleaded. You nodded.

Those things you said yesterday… Did you mean them?” he asked lowly. You looked up into his eyes, seeing nothing but regret in them as you nodded once more.

“I did,” you whispered. “Just answer one question: did you ask me out on a bet?”

Reggie hesitated before nodding. “Yeah.”

“Goodbye Mantle,” you said as you walked out of the classroom.

“No (Y/N) wait. Please don’t go, I love you.”

“You should’ve thought about that before accepting the bet.”

Reggie couldnt help but kick a chair as you left. He had lost the best thing in his life all because of some stupid bet.

(whoops. so this kinda sucked but enjoy! xx)

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hatakefran  asked:

RFA + V + Saeran breakup with MC? Make it as angsty as possible, yes?

Name spoiler in 707′s


  • You noticed him becoming a bit more distant with you, but you never thought he’d actually dump you.
  • “MC… I just…… It’s not working out. I don’t feel the same way about you now that I did when we first met.”
  • “What…?”
  • He was quiet for a moment, but then he said those words that you were so scared to hear.
  • “We should break up.”
  • “A-Are you sure…?”
  • He brought his arms closer to the rest of his body, then nodded.
  • “Yes. This relationship isn’t working. I don’t love you like I used to and I think you deserve better than that. It’d be better for both of us if we stop seeing each other like this.”
  • When he saw the tears in your eyes, he added, “I hope we can still stay friends.”
  • You gasped. You love him. You love him so fucking much. You’d never want to loose your best friend, but he just broke your heart without any regret? And? He wanted to stay friends??
  • “Hyun….” You couldn’t think of what to say. You were too focused on not crying, but failed in the end. Once the tears started coming, they didn’t stop.
  • “B-But…..” For a little bit, you both sat there. “I love you….” You said quietly, knowing how pathetic you must sound to him.
  • “I know.. I ju-”
  • “You know!? Then how the hell are you so emotionless while saying this? If you want to ‘stay friends,’ how the hell can you break my heart and not care?!”
  • Zen only stared at you. You’d never yelled at him before, and he’s never seen you cry so hard. Sometime during your outburst, your hands ended up on top of the table. Zen’s fingers lightly brushed against yours after he saw that your hands were shaking, but you quickly jerked away from him.
  • “If you wanted to be my friend, you wouldn’t hurt me like this.”
  • When you got back to Rika’s apartment that night, you couldn’t stop crying. You never really liked staying there in the first place, but now that you were there because you couldn’t sleep in Zen’s bed, it felt even worse.
  • Jumin let him have it.


  • You weren’t about to let some sloppy kiss Yoosung shared with some random at a party destroy your relationship with him.
  • You knew he was a lightweight, so he got drunk pretty quickly. People do stupid shit when they’re drunk. You remember Zen telling you about one time you got really drunk and gave him a lap dance.
  • But one night as the two of you sat together to eat your takeout, you asked him about it.
  • “MC, you know I’d never try to hurt you, right?”
  • “Yoosung…. Of course, but-”
  • “Then you know that I didn’t kiss them to hurt you… and I’m not trying to hurt you with what I say next.”
  • “Wha-”
  • “MC, I want to break up.”
  • “O-oh.”
  • He refused to make eye contact with you for a bit, but when his hands balled into fists and he brought his face up to look at you, your face was blank. You were too shocked to react.
  • “MC…?”
  • “Why?”
  • “We’re different people than when we met. We don’t get along as well anymore and… I don’t know… I just don’t feel like we work out together. I’m not happy like this.”
  • Your thumb began to play with the ring on your left hand.
  • “You don’t love me anymore..?”
  • “No, MC. I just-”
  • “It’s fine.”
  • He wasn’t able to say what he wanted, because for some reason, his brain wouldn’t attach to his mouth. He just sat there stuttering as you cried.
  • “I’ll be back in a while I guess.”
  • “MC, I’m not kicking you out. You should s-”
  • “Trust me, you don’t want to be under the same roof as me for a while.”
  • You knew there was a limit to your calmness, and you preferred to not let him see you when that limit was reached.
  • You slowly unlocked the front door, but turned around to grab his hand before you walked out. You slipped the ring that you’d taken off of your finger into his hand, and closed his fingers around it.
  • You didn’t want to burden anyone, so you figured that going back to Rika’s apartment was your best bet.
  • You couldn’t stop wondering what you did wrong. What you could have done to make him so unhappy with your relationship.
  • When you looked down and saw the naked part where your ring was for so long, the tears started up again. You had a tan line where the ring sat; that’s how long you were engaged. How long would it take for it to go away?
  • When you woke up in the morning, you didn’t have the energy to do anything besides stare at the ceiling.
  • After a few hours of not moving, you finally reached for your phone.
  • Nobody was online, so you figured it’d be best to see what you missed now, rather than have to talk to people.
  • As soon as you logged on, Yoosung did the same
    • Yoosung ☆: “MC! I’m so glad you’re on!”
    • Yoosung ☆: “When are you coming back home?” 
    • MC: “No.” 
    • Yoosung ☆: “No?” 
    • MC: “No.” 
    • ~707 has entered chatroom~ 
    • 707: “…” 
    • 707: “Why are you at the apartment, MC?” 
    • Yoosung ☆: “MC, can you call me please?” 
    • MC: “No.” 
    • Yoosung ☆: “No?!” 
    • MC: “No.” 
    • 707: *??? emoji* 
    • 707: “Lover’s quarrel?” 
    • 707: “Is MC back on the market? lolol” 
    • MC: “Ya”
    • 707: *shocked emoji* 
    • MC: “I got dumped lolol” 
    • Yoosung ☆: “MC, it wasn’t like that!!” 
    • MC: “lol it doesn’t matter whether it was “like that” or not.” 
    • Yoosung ☆: “???” 
    • MC: “You shouldn’t have proposed to me if you ever had any doubts about it. If you were ever going to take it back,” 
    • MC: “You should have thought about it a little better.” 
    • Yoosung ☆: “MC…” 
    • Yoosung ☆: “I’m going to call you… Please answer” 
    • MC: “lol” 
    • MC: “No.”
    • MC: “If you weren’t ready to try to talk it out and fix it last night, I’m not sure that a couple hours is going to make a difference.”
    • Yoosung ☆: “MC, please.”
    • ~MC has left the chatroom~
    • Yoosung ☆: *angry emoji* 
    • Yoosung ☆: “Seven, I messed up.”


  • About a year after you started your business with Jaehee, your cafe stopped doing so great.
  • Every time you wanted to buy something that wasn’t food or some other 100% necessary thing, it was “not in budget.”
  • You understood Jaehee’s logic, but if it was going to create so much tension, maybe you guys should just cut your losses and close the cafe.
  • “Ugh, MC….” Jaehee sat with you at a table, surrounded by papers and a calculator. “I think we need to end this.”
  • You let out a soft sigh and began to get up from the table.
  • “You’re right. We can come back to this in the morning with fresh minds.”
  • “No, I mean permanently.”
  • You immediately put your butt back into the chair. “Oh.”
  • “And,” She sighed and pushed some hair out of her face. “Not, just, the business….”
  • “What…. What are you trying to say?”
  • “I think we need to cut our losses with this business and with this relationship.”
  • “Ah… I understand the cafe, but… I personally thought the relationship was going pretty well.”
  • “Well… MC, I’m sorry, but I don’t want to try to repair this relationship. I’ve lost interest in you. I hope you can find someone better suited to you.”
  • You let out a little laugh, trying to cover up your devastation.
  • “You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me! Jaehee, we’ve been through so much shit together and you’re dumping me? Like nothing? Regardless of what state our business is in, we started it together! Does all of that mean nothing to you now?”
  • “MC, I’m not undermining anything you’ve done for me or anything we’ve been through together. I’m just no longer interested! Please understand what I’m trying to say.”
  • “What you’re trying to say is that once things stop working out for you, you want to drop it all and run. I thought that I was important to you.”
  • “That’s not-” She brought her hands up to rub against her temples. “You’re taking this to an extreme that I never meant for it to come to. Perhaps we should just get some rest and come back to this when we’re not so tired and frustrated.”
  • “Do you think that you’ll feel differently about it when we do come back to this?”
  • “Uh,” She wanted to entertain the idea to avoid seeing you too hurt, but she didn’t want to lead you on and hurt you worse. “no, MC. This is something I’ve thought about. I wouldn’t say something like this without having given it a lot of thought. It’s not anything that we can repair. I’m simply not interested in being with you anymore.”
  • “Shit. Alright. Okay. That’s- That’s bullshit, but okay. We can figure out what to do with the cafe and everything else in the morning.” You leaned back in your seat, rubbing your eyes, trying to keep your tears in.
  • “MC-”
  • You quickly wiped a tear off your face. “I’m fine.” You sniffed a bit. “Go to bed. I’ll sleep out here.”
  • You made your bed on the couch, but you couldn’t stop the tears.
  • After about an hour, you got desperate. You opened up the alcohol cabinet, grabbed whatever had the highest alcohol percentage, and went to town.
  • At some point during the night, you got too hot and wanted to go outside for some fresh air, but ended up calling Seven in a drunken haze.
  • He listened to you cry for half an hour before you fell asleep on the floor outside.
  • Jaehee had to literally pick you up and drag you back inside after she realized that you weren’t sleeping on the couch.


  • Jumin started reverting to the way he used to act when you first met him, but it felt like such a severe change because of how quickly it happened.
  • He just sort of dropped it after dinner one day.
  • “MC, I’m breaking up with you.” were his exact words.
  • “W-what?”
  • “Do I really have to repeat myself?”
  • “N-no. I just… Why?”
  • “I think we can both find better people. People who better suit our needs.”
  • “Are you saying that I don’t suit your needs?” He only shrugged. “Fuck, are you serious??”
  • “Of course I am. Why would I say something like this if I wasn’t serious?”
  • “What- Why are you being like this??”
  • “Being like what,MC?”
  • “Like… Like a cold, emotionless douche! Jumin, I know that you’re not a robot and I know that you’re not an asshole, so why are you acting like this?”
  • “MC, I’m still a bit lost.”
  • “Jumin, you know damn well that you’re breaking my heart.”
  • “That was not my intention-”
  • “Shut the fuck up. You knew what you were doing the moment you even thought about breaking up with me.”
  • He started to talk over you, probably just to try to get you to lower your voice. He only made you louder in the process.
  • “You know that you can’t force me to love you, MC?”
  • “Obviously. But would it kill you to show some emotion?! Or at the very least stop acting like you don’t understand what’s going on!”
  • “I’m being completely honest with you, MC. I don’t know why you’re making this such a big deal.”
  • “You don’t know wh…. Did you ever actually love me? I guess I’d understand if your feelings just faded, but is there not even a little sliver of emotion you still hold for me, Jumin?” He didn’t say anything.
  • “Oh my god.” You let out a laugh as tears began to stream down your face. When he saw you crying, his frown became a bit more genuine, but he did nothing to try to comfort you. “Oh my god.”
  • You grabbed your coat and started walking towards the door.
  • “Where the hell are you going?”
  • “Do you really care, Jumin??”
  • “Of course-”
  • The door slammed in his face.
  • You couldn’t help but sob as you passed the security guards and completely dismissed Driver Kim as he offered you a ride to wherever you were set on going.
  • You stopped by a gas station and grabbed a bottle of cheap Vodka, then went over to Rika’s apartment in hopes that you could crash there for a bit.
  • You already had a six missed calls from Jumin when you finally got around to checking your phone, and the chatroom notifications were going off like crazy.
  • You took a couple of drinks straight out of the bottle, immediately hating yourself for it.
  • After an hour, you lost a game of will and went into the chatroom that was currently going.
  • Zen and Jumin were fighting, presumably over the current situation involving you. 
    • ~MC has entered chatroom~ 
    • MC: “You two aee really goin at it huh?”
    • ZEN: “MC, you’re okay!” 
    • Jumin: “I presume you got to your destination safely?” 
    • MC: “Safely” 
    • MC: “Ya” 
    • MC: “Like u rly care tho lol” 
    • Jumin: *… emoji* 
    • ZEN: “So now that you’re both here and we know that MC is okay… An explanation please?” 
    • Jumin: “I already told you. MC took something I said too far. It’s just a case of her being overly dramatic.”
    • Jumin: “Everything will be okay again in the morning, I’m sure.” 
    • MC: “I got fuvkign dunped lolol” 
    • MC: “That’d what happpened” 
    • MC: “I’m not beinh overly dramatic,” 
    • MC: “Cold n douchey Jumin is bavk. Zen, u reserve the right ti complaain.” 
    • ZEN: “MC are you drunk?” 
    • MC: “lol ye” 
    • Jumin: MC, you are safe, right?” 
    • MC: “ye” 
    • ZEN: “Seriously MC, you’re safe?” 
    • MC: “I’m at hte apartnrnt.” 
    • MC: “RikAs” 
    • ZEN: “Good. Don’t leave. If you’re too drunk to type properly, I don’t want you around men like that.” 
    • Jumin: “MC, please don’t do anything stupid.” 
    • MC: “sh.” 
    • MC: “If u nevr cared abt me before, u don’t get to stary now” 
    • ZEN: “Dude” 
    • ZEN: “Did you seriously say that you don’t care about her?” 
    • ZEN: “Of course I didn’t.”
    • MC: “I asked n he didn’t answr” 
    • MC: “Silence = confirfmantion” 
    • MC: “Anyway” 
    • MC: “I’m feelinf a liiitle sleepy” 
    • MC: “See u later”
    • ~MC has left chatroom~
  • Chatrooms and RFA parties were definitely awkward after that because you two never actually made up.
  • The whole thing just hovers over everyone’s shoulders and they try their best to ignore it.


  • He started acting really weird out of nowhere.
  • Just, one day he wasn’t comfortable with you touching him and he stayed as far away from you as possible.
  • It scared the shit out of you because everyone remembers the last time he tried to push you away, 
  • One day, he told you that he thinks you should move back into Rika’s apartment, just for a little while. He said he wanted to “take a break.”
  • “For… how long?”
  • “I don’t know.”
  • “So… You’re just.. Kicking me out and you don’t know for how long?”
  • “MC, don’t make it like that.”
  • “I’m not making it like anything. I’m asking for clarification. Is this a permanent thing?”
  • “If it is?”
  • “Then I’d like to fucking know, dude!”
  • “God, okay. I was trying figure out if we should separate permanently. That’s why I wanted something temporary; so I could think! But with the thinking I’ve gotten done lately, a permanent breakup is what it’s looking like.”
  • “You…. You’re fucking kidding?”
  • He didn’t give much of a response. He only shrugged.
  • “Are you…. Is this not even difficult for you?! Why have you been so desperate to get away from me lately??”
  • You could tell that he was struggling with something and trying to keep his emotions under lock, but he wasn’t doing very well at it.
  • “Don’t you want to try to work this out instead of pushing me away?? What we have is too valuable to just throw away!”
  • “I agree with you, MC. That’s why I said I wanted time.”
  • “Saeyoung, we have to talk this out and work together. Pushing me away for the sake of ‘more time’ is not going to help…. But you should know that.”
  • “Why are you trying to fight me on this?”
  • “Why am I trying to…..? Saeyoung!? Because I love you! I don’t want you to push me away again!”
  • “I don- Too bad. Go home.”
  • “Home? This is home.”
  • “No it’s not.” His tone got firmer and he turned away from you. “Go. Home.”


  • The relationship the two of you established together was never the best.
  • He was too caring to tell you that he wasn’t satisfied with you, but you could always tell. 
  • During an argument one night, he let it slip that he could never love you as much as he loved Rika.
  • Your expression went blank and he was suddenly scurrying to fix his mistake, but you weren’t having it.
  • “I just can’t believe that you’re really that dissatisfied with me… If you could really never love me as much as I love you, why did you ever lead me to believe it?! Why didn’t you ever decide that maybe giving me this false hope was a bad idea??” You were on the verge of tears and you’d forgotten what you were arguing about before.
  • He kept trying to climb out of this hole that he’d dug himself into, but there was no way to fix this.
  • “You’re right…. You’re right and I’m so sorry.”
  • “You can’t apologize your way out of this one, V.”
  • “Then I won’t. MC, I’ve lead you on for too long already. I hope you understand that I never meant to do this maliciously; I really hoped that stronger feelings would develop. I’ll stop leading you on right now.”
  • “So, are you breaking up with me?” He nodded. “Thanks. It took long enough.”
  • You left his house before you started crying too hard, after he was done trying to convince you to not do anything regrettable, and thought of where to go. Your actual home was a good option, but there was so much to do in Rika’s apartment.
  • Once you got to the apartment, you entered the chatroom currently going with Seven, V, and Yoosung.
    • MC: “Seven, do me a favor?”
    • 707: “What can I do for you, MC?”
    • MC: “Turn off the special security system for me.”
    • V: “MC? Come back to my place. We can talk. I told you not to do anything you’d regret.”
    • MC: “I kept out of the shit in this apartment out of respect for you, Jihyun.”
    • MC: “I’m sick of the secrets and I’m sick of the lies.”
    • Yoosung ☆: “MC, you should stay out of Rika’s stuff. She had the security system put in place for a reason.”
    • 707: “Yeah. MC, I can’t turn off the special security system. You know that.”
    • MC:“Well I’m not gonna let that stop me.”
    • 707: “MC, you know what happens if you open the drawers.”
    • 707: *explosion photo*
    • MC: “Yes.”
    • MC: “Are you turning it off or not?”
    • 707: “MC, I can’t.”
    • MC: “Okay.”
    • V: “MC, just come back. I’m sorry. I’ll come pick you up.”
  • Seven immediately got an alert on his phone and computer, stating that the Special Security System had been activated.
  • A few seconds after that, he heard an explosion come from a few miles away, and then emergency vehicles after that.
    • 707: “I can’t believe she actually did it.”


  • “You’re boring. You can’t give me what I want. I don’t know why the Savior wanted you here. Why did I want you here?”
  • As he began to walk past you, tears began to well up in your eyes. You’d gotten used to the emotional abuse by now, but something about this was different.
  • “You used to be exciting, MC. You used to be obedient and beautiful, but now…. I have no use for you now, MC.”
  • “W-what? What is that supposed to mean?” Your hands were shaking.
  • “Ah, now that’s what I like to see. Too bad you waited this long….”
  • “Saeran, what are you talking about?”
  • “I’ve grown tired of you. But don’t look so sad. I’m sure The Savior will have some use for you. You may still prove to be a great asset to Mint Eye.”
Otayuri Fic Recs!!

some of my favorite otayuri fics to start r end your year with a bang. all from ao3 ranging from general to explicit. will also be adding some notes on what i think 

Golden Days by Ren


“Yurochka, I wish you wouldn’t spend so much time with him. He looks like a delinquent.”

Yuri’s grandfather doesn’t approve of his grandson being whisked away by strangers on motorbikes, so Yuri introduces Otabek to him.

Status: g, oneshot, complete

this is just so cute honestly, plus gentleman! Otabek and protective! grandpa plisetsky

what hoodies are made of by pissedofsandwich


Let it be known that Yuri Plisetsky is killed by his first friend, and possibly, if given more time—and if he could just admit it deep down in his heart that yes, he has a crush on Otabek the size of St. Petersburg—his first boyfriend, during the exhibition gala of Trophee de France.

Oh, what’s the murder weapon, you ask?

The goddamn hoodie.

Or: Otabek dresses sexy for his EX Gala and Yuri loses his shit.

Status: t, oneshot  

love me some sexy, fearless Otabek. you’ll really feel for Yuri in this situation

Leopard Print  by notyourmumsfanfic


Yuri dresses up for a date.

Status: t, oneshot 

this is not a drill !!! long haired Yuri Plisetsky in a pencil skirt and loubotin cute and sexy oneshot at the same time.

Baptism by InsominiacArrest


Yuri Plisetsky has been waiting to lose his virginity to his boyfriend (and also take his boyfriends virginity) and on his 18th birthday, he gets his wish.follow up: Otabek and Yuri have been apart for a couple months and finally get to reunite.

Status: E, twoshot, complete

one of the best smut of this pairing. you’d be dead before 2017 starts. very realistic and the characterization is perfect. also a bit of humor to top this masterpiece off.

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matronofthevoid  asked:

Uf bros, uf grillby, SF sans, SF grillbygreen soul s/o really loves the guys but they don't really love s/o. Mostly just stay with her for laughs, pretty much just taking advantage of her obvious love for their own gain. But slowly they fall for her genuine kindness and selflessness. But just as they finally realize they love her there's an accident and she saves their lives, but is horribly injured instead. She starts to pass out but before she does she she gently caresses their cheek (1/?)

(((CONTINUED PARTS TO ASK))) with her blood stained fingers and says with a sad acceptance, “I love you, even though you never really loved me in return.“they can’t hold back their sadness and tell her that they really do love her! But she just coughs up a mouthful of blood and tells them, “No you don’t, but it’s alright. I was just happy that I got to love you for as long as I did. Thank you for allowing me that.” they try to tell her that they really do love her, truly this time but she finally lets go and goes (2/?)

Lets go and goes unconscious before being taken to the hospital. There she slips into a coma with little sign of waking up. The guys have to know that she might die thinking that they didn’t give a damn about her. How do they act when she’s in the coma and how do they act when she wakes up? Happy ending please even if the guys don’t deserve it. Also sorry for the long af ask lol. (3/3)

Can I just say I adore how angsty this is in the beginning and then how it turns fluffy in the end? Brilliant

This took a long time tho but oh well. I also had to repeat two of the scenarios for swapfell because my brain got blocked and creativity slowed down XD

As another warning, Swapfell Grillby is VERY hard for me. I don’t know much about his personality and there’s nothing that I found that was necessarily helpful to me. Because of that, I’m sorry, but I’m not going to write an imagine for him because I don’t want to throw off his personality or anything. If you find something that I can read up on him or if you know about him, PLEASE do let me know!


++ Sans ++

Heh. Red always thought you were a cutie pie, with that emerald green soul of yours. The fact that you do everything for him is the best, and he’ll happily take advantage of that. When you asked him out he wasn’t sure what to tell you because he didn’t feel the same, but you promised him you’d always be there to get him anything he needs, and suddenly he decided you guys should go on a date! You’re paying.
For the many months you two are together, Red keeps using you to fulfill his own desires, including his sexual ones. You have a very pretty face that he likes to ruin, and you have a gorgeous personality that he likes to destroy. Your green soul never glows dimmer, because your kindness never dies, and it bothers him. He wants to see you weak.

Ever so slowly, though, Red really starts to care about you, and he doesn’t show that, but now he’s in love with you. While walking outside near a busy street, a drunk driver isn’t paying attention to where they’re going, and they off-road. They’re headed straight for Red, and since they’re behind you, you didn’t notice anything till the last second, but you still managed to shove him out of the way and absorb the impact instead. You rolled and the whole place around you guys went still, and you were bleeding, oh god there’s a lot of blood in that neon grass surrounding you. He ran up to you and kneeled next to you, someone calling 911 already, and you tell him you love him, your own reality fading. Red tells you that he loves you too, dear god he loves you!! But you shake your head, saying he didn’t, but you’re happy you could love him, and then you go limp in his arms.

The whole time you’re in a coma, Red is constantly knocking himself down over and over for what happened. He wishes he were a better person, that he wasn’t so fucked up to use you because of your personality. When you wake up, he’s right there by your side, telling you he loves you over and over, gently kissing your hands, your cheeks, your forehead, your lips.. he wants you to know he cares. He practically had a soul attack because of how you could’ve died thinking he didn’t care about you at all, and that’s not true, he loves you. Please believe him. And in that hospital bed, patches on your chest, needles in your hands, and bandages on your nasty wounds, you whisper that you always will.

++ Papyrus++

Fell was happy to take advantage of you. He was gonna teach you not to put so much damn trust in people like him, people that have already rejected you yet you come back. You’ve already asked him out once, and you’re just not what he’s looking for- you’re too shy and you don’t hold your ground the way he pleases, and he doesn’t even like the color green. He shuts you down and you still stay just as sweet to him, and actually, a few months later, you try asking him out again. This time he agrees, but he’s gong to make your life a living hell for 6 months, constantly telling you that kindness never wins.. but then he realizes he’s actually falling in love with you.

Fell tries to stop himself from loving you but his emotions are clashing against his wants, he can’t help it. One day, as the two of you are inside a store, a few men with loaded guns raid it and tell everyone to stay perfectly still. One woman moved and they shot her straight in the head. Fell, wanting to protect you and show his strength, he tries to fight them, but as they fire a few bullets, you shove him out of the way and get hit multiple times in very sensitive areas. The whole store hears you scream and fall to the ground, and by then, the police are already bursting through the door. Fell falls to his knees as they begin to open fire, the whole place a noisy and violent mess, and you reach up a hand towards him. You tell him that you love him, and he says he loves you too, but you slightly shake your head and sadly smile. “You never did, but that’s okay, im just glad I was able to love you.. you don’t have to lie to me just because I’m injured…” Halfway through saying injured, you pass out.

The whole time you’re in a coma, Fell REALLY feels it. He didn’t know what to call it at first, until Sans told him it was guilt and regret. Fell feels SO bad that he couldn’t tell you otherwise, he feels like dirt thinking that he called you weak and unintelligent, yet you practically just saved his life out there. He isolates himself until hearing you’re awake, and he’s there as fast as he can possibly arrive. Neither of you say much at first, but then, when you two get out of the hospital and you’re feeling fine, he picks you up and starts spinning you around. As you can’t help but start giggling, he nuzzles his face into your neck, whispering that he DOES love you, and he’s so relieved you’re still alive. He gives you little kisses all the way out to the car, and even when you open the door to to get in and go home, the two of you are reluctant to let go of each other.

++ Grillby ++

Flame has had to lie to so many people before so you’re clearly no different. You’re even fun to lie to. You’re sweetness and the two of your such contrasting personalities is too much for him, but Flame likes what he hears when you start promising him things. The two of you get together because he heard the phrase “group wealth” and he KNOWS you’ve got a lot of money. Green for kindness? No, it’s green for money! He doesn’t care about you one bit, he’s in it for the cash, but slowly, he begins to fall in love with you. It never really hit him until the day you almost died.

Flame only works in business for his restaurant, but he’s met a lot of people, meaning he knows a lot of people. He isn’t afraid to speak his mind, so he’s definitely rubbed off on people the wrong way intentionally, and some of them always say they’re going to get him back. Today, while the two of you were out walking, a group of monsters cornered you. You couldn’t get away and they started attacking Flame, and he felt way more anxious than he should have. He didn’t know why his anxiety was building up on him like that but he damn well didn’t like it, that’s for sure. When they pinned him and were about to kill him, you leapt in front of them and you took the hit instead, landing on the ground, already bleeding out. The monsters gave a little laugh and dropped Flame, letting the two of you go after that, allowing him to clean up the mess they made. This was when he knew for sure that he loves you, because his soul feels as if it just split in half. You thank him for letting you love him and pass out before he can even say anything.

As you stay in the coma, every day Flame blames himself more and more. He knows he never should have used you like that, and he wants to be able to tell you he loves you, but he can’t. He may never be able to tell you he truly cares about you because you might die, and you’ll die thinking Flame deserved it. Who is he kidding- of course he deserves it. When you wake up, Flame rushes to the hospital and gives you a hug first. He looks at you with tears in his eyes, telling you he’s truthfully fallen in love with you, and that he’s so lucky to have you. You gently kiss him on the cheek and you slowly move your hand to wipe a tear away, but then he starts crying, since it’s the same gesture you made before you went unconscious. You two are given privacy and the hospital keeps you there to make sure your vitals are running the way they should, and as you heal, he’s right by your side helping you every day. Flame will never take advantage of you ever the hell again.


++ Sans ++

Berry finds you cute, but the soul of kindness? Hahaha, no. That’s not a match for him. He dates you out of pure pity, and constantly makes remarks about your soul type and what impression it’s making out of him. You’re ruining his strong, brave reputation. He knocks you down a LOT, literally and figuratively, because he doesn’t think you’re worth anything compared to him. He is the Magnificent and Horrific Sans, you should be afraid of him. You should be running from him, not standing there with open arms. He keeps trying to teach you that until he finally asks himself why he’s hurting you if he loves y- wait a sec.

It hit him like a truck. He didn’t expect himself to fall in love with you but sure enough, there are feelings for you burning in his soul. As the two of you are walking outside, going home from somewhere, a drunk driver almost hits a bus. The bus swerves but heads straight for the two of you, and a part jutting out of the front stabs you and flings you as you shove Berry out of the way. The driver is calling 911 as he scoops you up in his arms and tells you everything will be okay and he loves you- but then you tell him that everything will be okay as long as he doesn’t lie to you like that. You pass out before he can say anything else.

The whole time you’re out, Berry comes to the hospital and tells you he loves you every day. Oh god, he loves you so much, please believe him when you wake up. He feels awful about what he’s done to you and he thinks your soul is absolutely beautiful, that every little thing about you is incredible and no one will ever be as amazing as you, please just wake up. When you finally do, he’s covering you in nuzzles and kisses, telling you he loves you over and over, and you tell him you love him too. You two grow closer than you ever were before, and you never become less intimate afterward.

anonymous asked:

Do u accept triggering request? If u do will u do a thor x reader where they likes each other? But reader has a depression so has a good day n bad day. Thor is concerned n want to help so he ask loki to help fix reader's mind but it didnt work. Make it a mix between fluff n angst. Pls do this. But if you dont like it, thats fine, just ignore it. Thanks.

Pairing: Thor x Reader
Fandom: MCU

A/N: first of all, let me thank you for being my first request, you had no idea how happy you made me haha. Also, this request is such a good and angsty idea, I loved it and had so much fun writing it (despite of it being quite sad I think lol). Again, thank you so so much. (also, added Thor to my fandoms list)

“(Y/N)? Are you awake?” Thor closed the door behind him and slowly approached your bed.

“Yeah,” you answered in a muffled voice.

The curtains were closed and only a few rays of sunshine were finding their way into your room, so it was relatively dark in there.

He sat down by your side and tucked a few strands of hair behind your ear that had fallen into your face, then he continued to stroke your cheek with his thumb.

He was able to feel the slightest dampness on it, which made him realize that you had been crying.

“What can I do?”

You turned your head a bit to look at him properly.

“I’d appreciate a cuddle.”

He smiled and went around the bed to lie down next to you.

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Torture - Soryu Oh (KBTBB) *Angst*

***Warning: VERY ANGSTY***
I’m going to go ahead and put a Trigger Warning on this, too. If you’re triggered by depression, especially because of the loss of a loved one, you probably shouldn’t read this.


I’m actually very proud of this fic. And I hope you like it, too!

Fun fact: It was the middle of the night when I randomly decided to read the rough draft of this. I started doing some light editing - correcting grammar mistakes and all that - when all these phrases began coming to me and I started writing them into the fic, and before I knew it, I had finished it! And I’m proud of myself :) so I wanted to share that.

But anyway! I’ll shut up and let you read, lol. Feedback is greatly appreciated!


      His hands clenched into fists as he stared down at your soulless body - dressed in nice clothes and displayed for tearful eyes to mourn over. His chest felt tight, his mouth was dry, his head hurt, it was as if his dark sorrow, which he refused to show to the people around, was manifesting itself in the form of physical pain. In truth, Soryu had experienced a lot of physical pain in his lifetime. Bullets, knives, punches. He had come into contact with all of it because of his job. But none of that stood a chance against the heart-shredding pain of this moment, which didn’t ease with time. He felt like screaming, like clutching his gun and shooting everything in sight. It felt like a deep, inner evil was bubbling up inside him, filling him with rage and madness and ever-worsening sorrow.

      ‘Why?!’ His conscience yelled. ‘Why couldn’t I protect her?! Protect her and guard her like I swore to?!’ He blamed himself. It was a bullet that tore through your heart, condemning you to death instantly. The bullet of a gunman of a rival gang that no longer exists. No, Soryu had those despicable excuses for human beings put to death at once when you fell to the ground in a pool of blood.

      He replayed the scene endlessly in his mind, forcing himself to relive the moment when he allowed you to suffer, when we wasn’t strong enough to save your precious life. To some, it would be torture. To him, it was a punishment. It was what he deserved. He truly believed that he should have to live with the horrible guilt. It was the only thing keeping him from firing a silver bullet into his own broken heart. 'One form of pain for another, I guess.’

      His eyes focused on your body. Everything he loved about you had been tossed away; your liveliness - forever silenced. Your smile - forced into a frown. Your kindness - never to be presented again. The color of your skin was drained into a pale gray. Your hair had lost it’s luster. The giggle you’d have given upon catching him staring at you never left your dry lips. A little subdued makeup kept you looking semi-alive, but everything else was off.

      Soryu heard your familiar laugh echo in his mind, a memory that would surely haunt him in his dreams/nightmares. He stared and stared at your corpse. Finally, some tears gathered in front of those steely eyes - he blinked them away. He couldn’t show weakness, well, at least not yet. He was in public, he had to maintain his identity as a tough mobster for now. He resigned to wait until he was in the sanctuary and privacy of his hotel room before allowing the liquid sadness to fall.

      A hand gripped his shoulder gently and comfortingly. He looked up to see your grandfather, sad smile on his face as he held back his own tears.

      “Unfortunately, staring won’t bring her back, no matter how much we wish it could.”

      Soryu nodded.

      “Y'know, Soryu, I would’ve been proud to have you as a member of our family. I know she loved you with all her heart.” He said in a tone that a loving father would use with his son. “I hope you’ll keep in touch.”

      “I will.” Soryu gave the best smile he could, although he was sure it didn’t appear nearly as happy as he wanted it to be. He also didn’t like replying with such a short sentence. He wanted to offer some encouraging words, but none came to mind. Luckily, your grandfather understood this and patted his shoulder.

      “I wish you all the best, Soryu. Live a happy life. She would want you to.”

      “Thank you very much.” Still maintaining a smile, the man left. Despite his kind words, Soryu felt even more guilty, if that was possible. He knew that, no matter what they said, your family, deep down, blamed him for your death. As they should, it was his fault. His heart was touched at their kindness, but it also weighed him down. He didn’t feel worthy of their forgiveness.

      The broken man stayed as long as possible. He actually had to be lead out of the funeral home so they could close it up. He just wanted to be near you, to be in your presence, as long as he could. He dragged himself home. Not bothering to remove his shoes or jacket, Soryu collapsed on the couch, burying his face in his hands. A second of silence, then a weak whisper of your name blew past his mouth.

      “I’m so sorry, _______…I’m so sorry.” He apologized. Now that he was alone at home, Soryu let the tears slide freely down his cheeks. As a mobster, he was used to steeling his face, masking his emotions, but you - a simple woman - could bring him to tears in an instant. He couldn’t remember the last time he cried, but now he couldn’t even see due to the blurry vision. “How could I do this to you? You didn’t deserve it. It should’ve been me.” He said through quiet sobs. “I swore to protect you, but I didn’t. You trusted me, and I wasn’t there for you when you needed me most. I’m so sorry.” All he could do now was hope that you heard his prayer up in heaven.

      Soryu would never forget those days. The day you were killed. The day they had to put you in the ground. He couldn’t even if he wanted to. You haunted him like a ghost. Your face appeared everywhere, in every crowd, on every woman, in every dream, in every nightmare. He couldn’t forget the woman who had changed his life.

      Time went on, but life didn’t. To Soryu, it felt like it had stalled. It was the same routines day in and day out. Manage the mafia, see to the auctions. Those were his only responsibilities now. He had nothing. When he lost you, he also lost all sense of true happiness. Now it was fake smiles at fancy dinners, small talk at parties, only acting jovial for the sake of entertaining others. In private it was a different story; dull eyes, bitter frowns, reckless alcohol. He got used to the miserable silence of his hotel room.

      Still, there were some nights where he hoped. Staring out the window, he felt as if you were out there, somewhere, somehow. And at any moment there would be the familiar sound of the door opening. You would walk in, tired from a rather tough day at work, and collapse into his arms. He would cradle you in his arms as you both drifted to sleep, safe and sound.

      But that daydream never came to be a reality.

      He was never freed by an absolution.

      Soryu eventually came completely to terms with the fact that you were gone. Forever. He allowed himself to fall deeper into depression. And he fell and fell. Until he was nothing but a shell of his former self; completely empty, closed off.

      Life became meaningless.

      And Soryu Oh was lost.

      Even now, over 20 years later, in a field of gray tombstones, every so often there’s a disturbance. A rustle of grass accompanied by soft footsteps. Flashes of silver and navy blue break up the scenery. Polished shoes come to a stop in front of a tombstone. Dark eyes stare at the name engraved upon it. The sound of chirping birds and the gentle breeze fill his ears as he scoops down, placing a lovely bouquet of flowers on the stone.

      True to his silent promise, he never forgot you. And he carried his guilt and love for you with him until he, too, was a tombstone, placed perfectly next to yours.~


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TVD 2x01 Review

1. How fitting to review 2x01 today with all of the Bonnie/Katherine discussion happening on my blog.

2. Also, this is totally unrelated but AMC has been marathoning Jurassic Park for like the past how many hours and I have it on mute right now while I do this review and can someone tell me why in the first Jurassic Park, the little blonde girl gets the flashlight and turns it on and attracts that dinosaur to the car? Like I never got it and it FRUSTRATES me. So am I missing something? OK back on point.

3. John doesn’t seem to be in too much pain considering his fingers are cut off.

4. I like how when Stefan comes to the Gilbert house and runs up the stairs to examine Jeremy, he and Elena cling to each other briefly. Details, man.

5. So I’m not a vampire? Dammit.” “Jeremy, don’t say that. Why would you want that?” “Did you hear about Anna? What happened to her tonight? She’s dead.” Likkle boy, your logic is ridiculous.I don’t know if it’s Steve’s acting or the writing is just being lazy with it but if the whole allure of vampirism for Jeremy is that he can shut off his emotions then I need to see him overwhelmed with emotions all the time, like he essentially needs to be an empath and not the supernatural kind but the kind of people who are highly sensitive to their own emotions and to the emotions of people around them and he just wants it to stop. OR the show has to emphasize that Jeremy is a, what, fifteen year old kid and his logic is of a fifteen year old kid.

6. Also I really love how agitated Stefan is but also very precise with Jeremy lile LISTEN TO ME, YOU WILL DIE IF YOU KEEP THIS UP, DO YOU HEAR ME? And he gives him a little smack like YO ARE YOU LISTENING THO? which isn’t the same thing as Damon threatening to make him unconscious and grabbing his arm since this was like PAY ATTENTION BECAUSE THIS IS IMPORTANT AND I DO NOT HAVE TIME FOR YOUR ANGSTY SHIT BECAUSE YOUR ANGSTY SHIT WILL KILL YOU. I find it very paternal. Especially since Stefan softens when Jeremy looks him in the eye and says he understands.

7. Damon figuring out that Katherine is back is SOOOO funny though because he is SO trash, like no honey, you weren’t kissing Elena, sorry.

8. I would’ve preferred if he slammed Katherine against the wall so hard that it cracked, they ARE vampires and Stefan is handy he couldve fixed it later. Details, man.

9. I like how Damon spent this time being all Katherine is omniscient, if she wants you dead there’s nothing you can do about it, we won’t figure out her plan oh but I can TOTALLY stake her.

10. Yes, Carol and Liz casually walk around the house talking about vampires and murder like there aren’t other people around. This is a mansion, there should be like 30 rooms you can go to to talk.

11. It’s cute how Stefan anticipates Elena’s needs, he threatens John because he knows she doesn’t want him in her life and she knows he threatened John to leave because she knows he can anticipate what she needs. Also their hug outside of the hospital is one of my favourites because she just needs to be comfortaed and hugging Stefan does that for her.

12. Ian needs to chill with the eyebrows for real.

13. Damon underestimated Grams and she was like boy please. Damon underestimates Bonnie and she’s like lol you tried. Why exactly is Damon so overly confident when he’s always proven wrong? DErs: It’s a defense mechanism to hide from his insecurity. Me: He needs a new one. Or get his shit together.

14. LOL the music surrounding Katherine makes me laugh because it’s so dramatic. Damon made his entrance killing like 5 people. Isobel had randoms walking in front of cars and forced a gay rodeo cowboy to have heterosexual sex. Katherine is just being trifling right now.

15. I always liked this Steferine scene in the Lockwood Mansion because Stefan is SO done, like he is just so over Katherine and her bullshit and he treats it like her bullshit instead of making it this OMG SHE’S DIABOLICAL and Nina and Paul play off each other really well so there’s also this tension but she is SO trifling and Stefan is just like omg I fucking HATE you

16. I also like that Katherine is the only one actually thirsty for Matt?

17. I also like the piano rendition of Breakeven.

18. “Why would you be surprised that I kissed you?” “That’s not a surprise, I’ surprised you thought I’d kiss you back” classic.


20. The alarm on his face as he drinks from the flask and Mason comes in is priceless though, one of the few actual teenage moments of TVD

21. Stefan legit has some pretty crazy exes though. Katherine stabs him because he said he hated her, Rebekah is Rebekah and Valerie made Caroline burn at his touch, like lmao, women fall DEEP for him man, Elena stormed into the cabin of a powerful old-ass witch? Lol.

22.Also find it super cute that Elena tends to his wound.

23. I like how Damon is like OOH LET’S FIGHT and Stefan is like I just got stabbed, I’m tired. Grow up, Damon.

24. Stefan’s speech to Damon about how he’s not going to let Katherine destroy the part of him finally willing to feel is mature and all but I need the show to stop acting like Damon didn’t feel before Elena because the problem has always been that Damon can’t control his fucking emotions and that leads to him killing people or hurting people. He spent 145 years loving one woman, clearly he felt. He slaughtered a house full of women in the 90s because Stefan said he kept failing and he was upset. He turned Vicki because he was sad. It’s Stefan who was willing to feel when he met Elena. Like they mixed up their own narrative. And it’s not like anyone can say that Damon developed a healthy love for Elena and that’s why it’s different than his obsession with Katherine because he didn’t! Same shit.

25. No idea why Katherine and Damon’s bickering suddenly reminds me of siblings, I think because I find them so petty with each other.

26. I really like Katherine’s bra though, I always like her lingerie, I’ll give her that. 

26. I love the way Katherine is looking at Damon now like, yo I just came for some D and now you wanna talk about feelings?

27. “There is something going on between us and you know it” can we appreciate the fact that Elena actually looks alarmed, like not even like he’s hitting a nerve, she’s looking at him like WHAT are you talking about?

28. I remember the first time I watched this I was like oh Damon that sucks, both women have been like “It’s always Stefan” in the same night basically one after the other, that’s rough, you’re an ass though and then he killed Jeremy and I said SEE YOU’RE AN ASS THOUGH. Then I watched it again and like, Original Katherine said it was always Stefan so you go to the woman you’ve transplanted your obsession onto and try to force yourself on her and she says it’s always Stefan so you enact violence on her by killing her brother.Stay classy.

29. The whole exchange between Stefan and Elena about Damon’s motivations still piss me off, it doesn’t matter, he killed her brother because he was upset, like that dialogue should’ve been used to ask questions about Jeremy and Elena being like so how does it work again, what did Isobel say? Do you think he’s going to be OK? Why hasn’t he woke up already?

30. Still super cute that Stefan kisses Elena’s shoulder.

31. The first actual stake-raising thing Katherine has done. (Killing Caroline).

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Cry With Me

Members: Jungkook, Taehyung, Jimin
Word Count: 3,000
Year: 2017
Little bit of angstiness for you. Nothing too sad I don’t think. Oh, also, William is Jungkook’s toad. Lol. We’ll be introducing their pets as the story continues.

Originally posted by kidolsblackandwhite

It was 10:25 pm, twenty-five minutes after curfew, the half-moon covered with dark grey clouds and the castle eerily quiet, the only sounds were the distant snores of paintings and the delicate footsteps of Jungkook and Taehyung. They crept as silently as possible around the bricked up castle walls, desperately hoping that Filch wouldn’t be up and about to spoil the fun.

Sneaking around was not something the boys were unfamiliar with. The separation of house common rooms and dorms constantly had them needing to break a few rules, and although it was much easier for Suga to get away with, the younger members still followed suit, not caring if they were caught either way.

The closer they got to Gryffindor Tower the more sad Jungkook seemed to feel. He reminisced about the first time he came to Hogwarts and how he met Taehyung, his eyes sad as he looked over to the elder boy tiptoeing next to him. Once they’d successfully made it up the ever moving staircases, they spotted the red-locked Gryffindor stood next to the portrait of The Fat Lady - the very recognisable Gryffindor Common Room Entrance.

“Are you really wearing that to bed?” Taehyung teased Jimin who was wearing an oversized Gryffindor Quidditch Jumper and striped pyjama pants.

“I just saw Filch’s cat so can you stop making fun of my outfit choice and hurry up please,” Jimin moaned back, turning to The Fat Lady seemingly relaxed for having seen Filch’s minion so very close, “Levisticum officinale.” The Fat Lady had gotten so used to the presence of Taehyung and Jungkook she simply smiled, allowing them to enter once Jimin had spoken the password, whether she knew they were of a different house or not. She did, however, give the boys a short telling off for being out at this time of night.

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sickasallhell  asked:

Ok so first off, I need to tell you how much I fucking LOVE you. I went on your blog a little while ago to send you an ask, and then I got distracted rereading some of your fics, and then I discovered that you're the author of "Difficult," a.k.a one of my FAVORITE SICKFICS (AND FICS IN GENERAL) OF /ALL FUCKING TIME/ AND HOLY SHIT, NOW I'M TWICE AS STARSTRUCK, LOL. YOU HAVE NO FUCKING IDEA HOW MANY TIMES I'VE REREAD THAT FIC, AND IT'S JUST AS AMAZING EVERY TIME. YOU ARE SUCH AN INSPIRATION. (1/2)

(2/2) “SHIT. I FORGOT TO SEND MY LAST ASK ON ANON. Welp. Now you know who your big, awkward fan is, lol. Hi. So anyway, what I initially meant to ask: How would you feel about doing an angsty thing where Keith is really overwhelmed by Shiro being MIA, all the pressure of trying to lead Voltron, and the whole Galra thing, and stresses out so much that he has nightmares, stops sleeping, and gets so run down and sick that he’s vomiting and delirious and everyone freaks out? Idk. Sorry if this sucks. >_<;;” 

i’m so flattered i’m blushing so hard omg! thank you so much, i’m so happy to hear how much you enjoy my writing! 

here’s a little minific for you!

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Keith has no idea what he’s doing.

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ishqbaaz 20.09.17 lb

sorry for the mega late lb. i had to come back home and put myself into a mini coma to feel better. this episode is called “shivika get cozy”, so i have my hopes up. GIVE ME ALL THE THARAK AND MAKE ME FORGET THE HELLSCAPE THAT WAS MY DAY!!!!!!!!!!!! 😫😫😫

  • shakti’s back with a smile. does that mean he has a real flower for pinky or is this whole situation gonna be blown to bits? 😬😬😬
  • knew it. knewwwwwwww it. i don’t likeeee such humour. fwding the upcoming dhamaka. 😣😣😣
  • omki’s turnnnnnnnnn. 🙃🙃🙃
  • sad puppy is like “but gauriiiii isn’t hereeee.” 😞😞😞
    • wrong! bulbul is hereeeeeee! 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉
  • did you see the way everyone’s eyes just lit the fuck up, seeing her???? god, she’s such sunshine. 😍😍😍😍
  • omggggg the way his eyes keep flickering towards her face as she reads the chit! 😯😯😯😯💘💘💘
  • omki like THIS IS SO LAAAAAAAME (me. me as fuuuuuuck.) 😆😆😆
  • chubby’s a rikara shipper too! how cute! 😊😊😊
    • also he calls om “om bhaiyya”. i love itttttt. i miss someone calling om “bhaiyya” after sumo left. (not counting prinku, coz lol who gives a fuck about her. and i’ve never heard bhavya address om directly? besides they’re the same age.) 
  • ok what’s this weird version of “lafzon ka yeh rishta…”?? 🤔🤔🤔
  • anyway, fwding through the jolly jolly till something substantial comes up. 
  • he’s secretly hoping with all his heart that her Awareness™ will kick in and she’ll find him. 😙😙😙
    • haaaaaaye. i’m such a sucker for this shit. 😍😍😍😍😍😍
  • shivika’s ear to ear smiles. the couple that ships together, stays together! 😏😏😏 
  • omki’s turnnnnnnn. 
  • shayari! right up your alley. 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽
    • lol i love his THIS IS HELLA LAME AND I AM SO EMBARRASSED PLEASE LET ME GO reactions. because honestly, #me. 
  • “O cheenkta hai toh bhi uske naak se teen chaar sher toh nikal hi jaate hai.” lolololol 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
  • shivaay’s not even TRYING to PRETEND to be fair anymore. he might as well just be wearing a tshirt with her face on it, and waving a banner with TEAM GAURI!!!!!!!!! in glitter letters. 😆😆😆😆
  • gauri is giving om an out, but he just straight away launches into the poem like NO IMMA DO THIS IMMA IMPRESS THE FUCK OUTTA YOU GIRL YOU READY?????// 😘😘😘😘😘

“tere mere beech judaa tha ek rishta anjaana,
jaane ek chota sa kissa kab badal gaya afsaane mein. 
waqt ki gullak ki sab lamhe,
tere naam pe kharch hue. 
aadhe tujhe sataane mein, 
aadhe tujhe maanane mein. 
ab dil se tujhko kaam hai kya, 
is rishte ka naam hai kya, 
main aur dil, dono uljhe hai, 
is masle ko suljhaane mein.” 


  • uske beech mein shivika looking hecking proud of their stupid lovestruck babies. 😁😁😁
    • behind her, anika probably spontaneously exploded into flames like the baby from the incredibles. 🤣🤣🤣🤣
  • omki picking up on the changeeeee in “thankoo”! 😯😯😯
  • billu aur anika ki baari! lord aboveeeeee. what does this extra fucker have planned this time? 😣😣😣
  • phir se thank you?? 🤔🤔🤔
    • pft. function toh ab daily event ho gaya hai. iske liye thank you bologi toh bas isi ke liye fursat hogi. 🙄🙄🙄
  • pfffffft, sirf giiiiift? was this what billu was looking all heart eyed for??? 
  • … they seem empty handed? 😶😶😶
  • are their gifts to each other THEMSELVES????? coz honestly, that would be me. bitch, i’m marrying you, what more do you need? 😒😒😒
  • literally everyone is like a mix of tharki eyebrow wriggles and “uh should we leave them alone” faces 😆😆😆😆
  • yeah methinks you two need to fuck already coz this be getting outta control. KUCH TOH SHARAM KARO. YOUR DAD AND GRANDMA ARE HEREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE 😫😫😫😫😫😫
  • called it. also, #confidenceGoals. (i’m just big talk.)
  • omki be impressed. he wishes he had some of bhaabi’s game. 😆😆😆
  • lol rudraaaa gift wrapping themmmmmmm together. 😂😂😂
  • ok now get a damn room. such mushy you two areeeee. 🙄🙄🙄
    • snort. 😆😆😆
  • lmao dadi suddenly remembered her DO FEET DOOR rule lololol 
  • billu’s serving up sexxxxxxxxxx eyes. is his gift orgasms??? 😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏
  • wait, why is she surprised at the papers??? she literally discovered them and they had this whole scene 1 hour ago???? 🤔🤔🤔
    • idgi? what are we supposed to make of yesterday’s scene then???? what kinda shoddy ass writing????????  😒😒😒
  • waise toh khanna se sab kaam karwaate ho, yeh photo kheenchne ka kaam bhi usko hi delegate kardo? 😐😐😐
  • ok fwding coz honestly, i’ve been watching this episode for more than 1.5 hours now. 😣😣😣
  • god tej you suck at this. 🙄🙄🙄
  • ok, i’m sure goans have more than just the ONE SONG, tej. honestly. 😑😑😑
  • svetlana, just kill these two na. they’re so annoying. 😤😤😤
  • ok mr. officer/dad dude wtf do you mean “iska kya matlab hai?” she’s allowed to take time to think about whether she wants to marry a dude. 😕😕😕
  • the lady doth protest too much methinks. 😗😗😗
  • wow, bhavya just shut that shit down real quick. 😐😐😐
  • chubby i think you need to make new friends. honestly. 😶😶😶
  • oooooooooh officer dad cut the call. 😯😯😯
  • yet another family conference nonsense. 
  • ok billu’s lost all sense of propriety. he’s like let’s feel up our wives as we wait for dadi!!!!  😆😆😆😆
  • oneeeeeee weeek. counting down! (god knows how long this one week will last in this damn show though. yaar october mein mere birthday tak toh karwa do??? all i want is for you two to bang already. 😌😌😌) 
  • oh suddenly shakti is like STOP FLIRTING. he practically made out with her in front of you 2 minutes ago, tab aapke mooh mein kya dahi jami hui thi? 😒😒😒
  • lol aw omki bulbul ka “catering” waala ishaara. so cute. 😊😊😊
  • oh god now who????
  • sapna tha. pfffffffffft. 😑😑😑
  • hein? aadhi raat ke beech mein officer dad is at some shaadi?? 🤔🤔🤔
  • oh, it’s not aadhi raat. rudra’s just taking a depression nap at a randomass time. i know that feel bro. carry on. 😔😔😔
  • who dis bansi now???? 
  • shaadi AAJ hai, aur invite karne ab aaye ho? what nonsense. 😒😒😒
  • rudra’s gonna be sent for this shaadi isn’t he? and it’s gonna be the same shaadi bhavya’s at? 
  • BHAIYYA MAIN CHOPPER LEKE JAA RAHA HOON (as if its just a bike or some shit. god, rich ppl.) 🙄🙄🙄🙄
  • ok, we’re outta brothers to send. it falls to the bahuein now. 
  • um gauri, you’re literally going for a few hours, yeh boriya bistar kyun baandh rahi ho? 🤔🤔🤔
  • lmao gauri what a lameeeee place to hide the books. isn’t he gonna get under the covers to go to bed at night? 😒😒😒
  • omki busting into the room all tadaktaaa bhadaktaaa 😆😆😆
  • ok back to angsty tension between these two! 😐😐😐
  • oooooooooooh he saw the messageeeee, son gonna get jelllllyyyyyy 😏😏😏😏
  • no really, these girl are going for a shaadi for one day and emptying their whole damn wardrobes, matlab… maana ki tum logon ka private jet hoga, lekin there’s still weight restrictions to how much a plane can carry ya’know???? 😕😕😕😕
  • billu’s up to his chaand-stealing tricks again to chance maarofy 😏😏😏
  • ouff so cheeeeeeeeeeeeesy. 
  • “shehad lagaakar chaat lijiye!”
    • ok, that’s been added to the list of things he wants to do to you in bed. 😏😏😏😏😏
  • meanwhile all the angsty eyes from omki here. 🙃🙃🙃
  • bulbul aankh chura rahi hai, but look at his unwavering gaze. yowwwwwwwza! 😯😯😯😯
  • subtlyyyy trying to get her other “plans” out. 😗😗😗
  • uh huh uh huh, omki, your pure motives are nottttt at allll transparent. 😊😊😊
  • “tumne bhi toh mujhe kabhi nahi samjha.”
    • dude, she’s not a damn mind reader. tumhe apni baatein khud samajh mein nahi aati, woh kya samajhti?? 😒😒😒
  • wow, he’s accusing HER of not speaking what’s on her mind. helllo kettle, this is pot; you’re black! 😑😑😑
  • “aapko humse break mil jayega.”
    • oh my heart. the angst. and his face. he doesn’t want a breakkkkkkkkkk. 😥😥😥😭😭😭😭😭
  • “have a safe trip.”
    • uh son, i believe what you wanna say is I LOVE YOU. 😙😙😙
  • idhar in logon ka abhi bhi chal raha hai. 🙄🙄🙄
  • anika’s upstairs brain be saying NO, but her DOWNSTAIRS BRAIN BE SCREAMING YES. 😏😏😏
  • “jaana zaroori hai???” 
    • or you know, you could cancel your meeting and go WITH her. 😕😕😕


anonymous asked:

Adore walks in on Courtney and Bianca making out, Bianca goes after her (during this Courtney excuses herself and leaves to let them sort shit out) and Bianca tries to explain herself to Adore/ say this wasn't what it looks like... it somehow ends with Bianca and Adore smut lol

Well this definitley ended in some smut, so I hope you enjoy!!! This turned out to be a little more angsty then I anticipated. I also really like how i wrote Courtney in this one (I think I’m getting better with her characterization, lol). TW: Sex. Enjoy ✨

Adore was anticipating it.

But she never thought it would happen like this.

It was no secret that Adore, Bianca, and Courtney had a cat vs mouse relationship. Except it was a giant fucked up love triangle, not just a game of cat chasing the mouse.

Anyone within a 50 mile radius knew Courtney had a thing for Bianca. The way she liked to slyly mention her name in her livestreams, or throw her name out there randomly during her shows. She even talked about Bianca to her friends in Australia, and would occasionally gush to random fans on twitter about her. Most people wrote it off as admiration, but Adore always knew there was something more.

Because Adore used to do the same thing. When Bianca first won drag race, she would constantly repost her club appearance posters and encourage her fans to go see her. She would make any excuse to take a selfie, or a stupid video of them dancing together, and would even crack a joke or two.

Bianca would do the same for her, always posting about how proud she was of her music videos. At one point, their instagram and facebook feeds were full of pictures of the two of them together - which probably made Courtney feel left out, but Adore didn’t care. For the first time ever she had made friends, <i>real</i> friends that wouldn’t hesitate to tell her when she looked like a complete idiot.

Maybe that was why she had respected Bianca so much. She always told Adore whenever she looked like shit, or was embarrassing herself, without caring about upsetting her ego. Bianca really did her best to look after her; unlike the majority of people nowadays who will say they’ll tell you when you’re doing something wrong - but really anticipate your next fuck up more than Lindsay Lohan’s next DUI.

But Adore lost all respect for Bianca tonight.

She was walking down the narrow hallway backstage, after finishing up her last song - I Adore You. The infamous “biadore” song, as some of her fans called it. She would never confirm or deny it.

She had been <i>so</i> excited to see Bianca too.

She swung her dressing room door open, whistling happily to herself but then stopped dead in her tracks when she observed the scene in front of her.

Bianca was sitting on the dirty black couch in the corner of the room, their suitcases still ajar from earlier. Clothes spilled lazily out of them, piling onto the floor in a heap of sequins and tulle. The soft light from the vanity’s on the opposite side of the room illuminated her face softly, giving her red wig the appearance of melted bronze cascading softly down her chest and over her shoulder.

Her face was cupped by the sunkissed hands of Courtney Act, equally as beautiful in a white blonde wig that was lazily thrown in a messy updo. Her cheeks were perfectly pink, contrasting beautifully with the austrailian flag dress she was wearing.

Their lips, mashing together in unison - were now coated the same shade of candy apple red that Bianca usually wore.

And Adore was crushed.

Bianca pulled Courtney closer, tugging on the small of her back. Courtney gasped, clearly surprised by Bianca’s assertiveness.

<i>Of course</i>, she thought bitterly. How could she not see this coming? Courtney had liked Bianca just as long as she had. They both lived in LA now, and Adore had been gone to Seattle for a year.

They always hung out. Courtney cooked for her, they hiked together, and Bianca would even style her wigs for her.

Why wouldn’t they be together? It was only logical at this point.

She hated herself for even thinking that whatever chemistry they had 2 years ago would still be there. They hadn’t seen each other more for then 24 hours in months. There wasn’t much to lust after if you can’t even give yourself time to deepen feelings.

For some reason, Bianca opened an eye and saw the raven haired beauty standing in the doorway.

“Shit.” Bianca muttered, pulling away as she wiped the runny lipstick off of her face with her sleeve.

“Why’d you stop?” Courtney asked sultrily. She looked at Bianca whose eyes were locked with Adore’s, and then mouthed ‘oh.’

“Please, by all means don’t stop on my account.” Adore snapped, a little too bitterly. She went over to her vanity, grabbed the remainder of her makeup and threw it in her nearby suitcase.

“I, uh. I’m going to go grab a drink.” Courtney stammered awkwardly, standing up from the low couch and shuffling quickly out of the dressing room.

Courtney shut the door as she walked out and the room was silent. You could still hear her heels clicking backstage, until they faded away slowly.
The room was thick with tension, with words unsaid. Adore felt like she was choking with how uncomfortable the energy was.

“How long were you standing there?” Bianca asked.

“Long enough.” Adore muttered, collecting the rest of her things. She bent down and zipped up her suitcase, propping it up so that she could drag it behind her.

“It’s not what you think.” Bianca sighed.

“Then what is it? Because you were clearly making out with Courtney.” Adore exclaimed exasperated.

She just wanted to leave. She wanted to cry herself to sleep and shove a slice of leftover cheese pizza down her throat. Adore didn’t want to hear about their love story, she just wanted to go home and wallow in her depression.

She should have made more of an effort to talk to Bianca. Hell, maybe she should’ve name dropped her on her newest single. Maybe that would have helped.

Adore should have just told her how she felt when they were on tour together.

Instead they drifted apart, and stopped talking to each other as much.

Instead, here she was - standing in a dirty dressing room frustrated and heartbroken.

The kiss kept flashing through her mind like a broken film reel. Courtney cupping Bianca’s face gently. Bianca smiling and moving her copper hair away from her face. Their lips locked.

Adore clenched her fists tightly, trying to stop herself from breaking down like an idiot in front of Bianca. She bit her tongue to prevent a sob from escaping her.

It was all just so pathetic.

“<i>She</i> kissed me, Adore.” Bianca murmured.

Adore nodded her head slowly, avoiding her eyes.

“I only kissed her back, because I was imagining it was you.” Bianca admitted, almost whispering it. She sounded scared, almost afraid to admit to herself that she had feelings for her.

Because it <i>was</i> scary. She was in the prime of her career, planning her third solo tour. She couldn’t let a relationship get in the way of that.

But she was in love with Adore Delano.

Adore, who was 14 years her junior, who had lost her dad and tapped out of drag race the second time around. Who lost weight, and changed her hair from red to black, and stopped wearing blue contacts so much,

She was too old to give a fuck anymore.

Bianca had a serious relationship end almost a year ago. She didn’t fully commit herself to it, which was why it ended after a short amount of time.

Roy had gotten his dick wet with trade over the last year. Rarely, but it would happen when he was desperate enough.

No one made her smile like Adore did. She could be so stupid, but in a sincere way that made her heart soar. She always felt so happy after hanging out with her, and her only.

Everyone else would drain her, always asking for advice on how to make it big, or for a picture, or an autograph. She’d find herself drained by the end of a long night out, even if it was just her and a bunch of Ru girls.

She never felt like that with Adore.

Thats what was it, she had realized. The common denominator was Adore. It had always been, ever since she met her on drag race.

She just couldn’t shake her.

And she was <i>so</i> tired of being alone.

“Y-you what?” Adore stammered, voice shaking. She sat down on the chair in front of her makeup station overwhelmed.

Bianca stood up, and walked calmly over to her side of the room.

“I’m tired of lying to myself, and to everyone else around me. I’m tired of being in dead end relationships. I’m in love with you, Adore.” Bianca said gently, moving a strand of her long dark hair out of her face and behind her ear. “Whether you wear bright red hair, or ripped tights, or band t shirts. I love you.”

Adore didn’t realize she had been holding her breath, until she sighed happily. Relief struck her right in the chest, as she realized her feelings were reciprocated.

The great Bianca Del Rio was <i>in love</i> with her.

Bianca waited patiently in anticipation for her answer, her eyes flickered from her clasped hands in her lap to Adore’s face impatiently.

“Oh right, sorry man! I love you too Bianca.” Adore exclaimed, grasping B’s tanned hand.

Bianca giggled, she was amazed that Adore could turn a confession of love into something more lighthearted.

“You’re amazing.” Bianca murmured, leaning in.

Adore smiled and met her in the middle, lips touching for the first time. Suddenly, Adore was the one pushing Bianca’s hair out of her face. She sunk her thumb into her dimples, smiling as she rubbed it softly over the indentation.

The energy shifted and Adore became even more desperate for Bianca’s touch. Standing up, she grabbed Bianca by her dress and pushed her lightly into the chair she was just sitting in.

Straddling her, she lifted up her plaid skirt revealing a very much untucked cock ready for action. Bianca felt her throat tighten at the sight of it as Adore adjusted herself on her lap.

Bianca clasped Adore’s ass firmly as she crushed her lips against hers all over again. She slapped it, eliciting a surprised gasp out of Adore. She always loved Adore’s plump ass, and would do anything to spread her cheeks like butter.

Almost as if Adore read her mind, she threw her long raven hair gently into her suitcase.

“It’s expensive, I can’t trash that wig.” Danny muttered as he pressed his lips to Bianca’s.

Undoing the intricate pins, Bianca released her sweaty head from her elaborate hair piece. Her wig was made up of 3 hair pieces or more, which was proving to be a pain in the ass as she struggled to undo it all.

“Here.” Danny giggled, lending a helping hand. Swiftly, he managed to neatly remove the remaining bobbi pins and laid the wig neatly on the makeup station.

“Thanks.” Roy smiled shyly, pulling Danny back into his lap.

The kisses became more frequent, more of a desperation behind them as they tugged at each other. Roy growled as he pulled Danny’s skirt down harshly, throwing it to the side of the room as he caressed his ass.

Danny moaned, tearing Roy’s shirt off and pulling him up. As they stood in the middle of the room together, they tore each others clothes off frantically touching each other as if it was the last time they would ever see each other again.

Danny was naked, with Roy.

And it felt so good.

“This is room is disgusting, but I don’t even care. I need you inside of me.” Danny whined.

Roy pushed him playfully against the filthy black couch in the corner, towering over the usually taller Danny.

“Enjoy this moment, it’s the one time you’ll tower over me.” Danny mumbled.

Roy cackled loudly, his signature laugh echoing around the hollow dressing room.

“God I missed that laugh.” Danny smiled, looking up at Roy with adoration in his eyes. Roy smiled softly, his brown eyes smoldering into Danny’s green.

Grabbing the lube from his nearby suitcase, Roy slathered his cock in it generously. He then poured a tiny amount over his two fingers, making sure they were saturated before slipping them in between Danny’s soft cheeks.

Danny gasped at the contact, then adjusted himself so that he was more comfortable. Roy pumped his fingers softly inside of him, exploring gently around his walls. Danny bucked his hips up, already ready to climax. He had been wanting Roy inside him for <i>so</i> long, it was almost too much to wrap his brain around him being inside of him.

“Not yet baby.” Roy growled, releasing his fingers from his ass.

“Ugh.”  Danny groaned frustrated.

“Patience my princess.” Roy whispered huskily. He lowered himself, pressing the tip into Danny’s ass slowly.

Danny moaned and his body shuddered with anticipation.

<i>This was really happening</i>, Danny thought. For the first time in his life, he felt whole. Roy gently grabbed his cheek and kissed him as he pushed himself further inside. Danny groaned with intense pleasure, feeling his stomach fill with butterflies as he gazed into Roy’s eyes.

Roy had never let his guard down like this. Usually for him it was a quick fuck and he was done.

But Danny was different. He was always different.

Roy could gaze into Danny’s green eyes for hours. He could get lost in the different shades of green, he loved to dive straight into them like he was looking at a multi colored meadow.

He pushed softly, and watched Danny’s facial expressions change from content to euphoria all within a few minutes.

He decided to finish him up, and began pumping quicker and quicker. In return Danny arched his back higher and higher and began to moan loudly. His nails raked against Roy’s back as he finally lost control and orgasmed. A stream of thick hot liquid hit Roy’s stomach, and he released inside of him shortly after before he pulled out.

Danny held Roy in his arms as they both regained their composure. They were both sweaty and hot, and probably looked horrible from all of their melted makeup on each others face but neither one of them cared.

“That was amazing.” Danny finally said after he caught his breath.

“I agree.” Roy said sleepily.

Suddenly, a loud knock at the door broke them out of their bubble.

“Can you guys stop smashing so we can go get food? I’m starved!” A drunk Courtney Act yelled from the hallway.

Roy and Danny shared a look of annoyance before smiling.

“Well, duty calls. Are you going to explain this to her or am I?” Roy asked.

“You can.” Danny smiled, blowing a kiss at Roy.

“I guess that’s fair.” Roy smiled, blowing a kiss back at Danny.

Leave it to Courtney to bring them back to reality.

for @rhesascoffee  who also prompted: freaking out cause I thought you were dead. Athos and Aramis, canon, and seeing as I made @myhamsterisademon share their lil fic, this is also for them, you guys gotta share everything lol. It is angsty so I figure you’ll like it a bit guys :) 

WARNINGS: porthos is hurt, ppl think he is dead

Porthos pats Mercredi’s neck and rests his cheek against the muscle there, in her mane, resting again. He hopes she knows where she’s going because he doesn’t. He’s trusting her to bring him to safety. He opens his eyes again, struggling against the cut that’s been re-opened, so old now he barely remembers it. Or had barely remembered, he remembers now, the fresh pain reawakening the old. He shuts his eyes again and trusts his horse. She’s been plodding along for days now, head bent, resting now and then standing still and panting, heat rising off her keeping him warm. He has a feeling that they’re just wandering the countryside of France. They were too deep in the front for people to live around here anymore. It’s just burnt and destroyed land. Porthos lost his sense of where they might be or where they are going a long long time ago. Mercedi lets out a soft whinnie and Porthos hums to her, clicks his tongue at her the way he knows d’Artagnan does, hopes she knows whatever is coming she’s not on her own. She bumps into a trot and Porthos, jogged and rocked, clings to her and tries to keep breathing.

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“I swear, I fucking hate you sometimes.” I muttered to Luke. My blood boiled incessantly as we glared daggers towards each other.

We’ve been fighting quite a lot recently. Today’s fight was no less an exception, and it was a pretty fucking stupid reason at that. We had a tiny argument over him eating all the cookies before I was able to even wake up. He knew I made it and I had every goddamn right to be mad, but the boy still acted as if I were overreacting.

“You can make more, fucker! I don’t know why you’re mad - you had some yesterday.”

We were so close to each other that I can see the way his scruff was lazily unkempt. His eyes were full of annoyance from what I can tell and I knew I looked the same.

“I’m honestly tempted to fight you.” I huff, fisting the fabric at my sides to refrain myself from smacking him.

A smirk rose on to his lips that was so sweet that it was hard to not want to deck him. “Well then, do it! Oh wait, you fucking can’t.” He turned around on his heel and made his way down to his room and I let out a frustrated scream.

Luke and I have been friends for as long as I can remember. It was the classic “friends since childhood” scenario - he did stupid shit to me once when we were little, I retaliated in a similar manner, and then we became friends. We did everything together - we went to school together, went to each other’s house everyday, and had sleepovers together (on the rare occasions my parents would let me since I had the anatomy to birth children and he had the ability to help in that—not that we would do anything like that, but still.) It was only a matter of time before we were to move in with each other.

It’s always been a perfect friendship between the two of us - we seemed to act like an old married couple in ways. But of course, people fight every so often and when he keeps eating all the damn food in the house, of course I’m going to get pissed off. Especially when the smug fucker has the audacity to defend himself.

We’ve been fighting a hell of a lot lately - especially after he broke house code for the eighth time and made a girl leave the house after he was done doing the do with her. I mean, it’s his life and I don’t give a flying fuck who he wants to shag - he could do it with Michael for all I care - but he didn’t even have the audacity to let her stay over and make her breakfast the next day.

I know it’s not even a big deal, but I know I’ve taught him better than that. He knows how to properly treat a human being and unless the girl leaves in the morning while he’s still asleep, he should do better than just kick a girl out. And again, I taught Luke to be a good human being so when I confronted him about it, I definitely didn’t expect us to get into a heated argument, one of the worst ones we’ve ever had. Even worse than the aftermath of him trying to fight my now ex-boyfriend.

We didn’t talk for a week after that cookie fight. It’s so silly that we got into an argument over food, but it’s mainly left over tension from the fight we had about him breaking the house rule that I stressed towards him when we moved in with each other over a year ago.

He constantly came home late during the week of complete silence we upheld towards each other, that is if he came home at all. I hated to say it with my ongoing anger towards the boy, but I was worried. Luke wasn’t one to be reckless but with his actions recently, he has got me pretty anxious if he’ll even come home safe or not. Of course, out of my complete egotistical ass, I didn’t voice these feelings toward him and only would ask the boys (who were the ones that were always out with him) to make sure he’s ok.

Tonight was night eight of our silent fight and he returned home drunker than the other times. I left my room when I heard the door open and Luke stumbled in along with Michael, Calum, and Ashton, who were notably more sober than the bumbling idiot that had a slice of lime in his breast pocket. They seemed to be pretty worried and I’m pretty sure it’s due to the state Luke’s in.

“Y/N… ” Calum sighed out, relieved to see me. I nod, nervousness setting into the bottom of my stomach as I watched Luke totter onto the couch with the help of Ashton.

“What happened?” I asked breathily. I move towards Luke, trying to get a better look at him.

Calum sighed and I turned back to him before he started to rub the back of his neck. “We lost him. He said he was going to the washroom and I went with him but when I was washing my hands, he walked out. It took us awhile but he was at a different bar across the street.” Calum sighed again before continuing. “I’m so sorry Y/N - just look at him. We were going to take him to the ER but he kept telling us not to, that he just wanted to come home to see you… ” Calum muttered. I nod, thoroughly worried for my friends, especially Luke.

“Do you guys want to stay over? I cleaned the house yesterday so nothing is cluttered and you guys can take the guest room and my room. I’ll stay with Luke.” I offered, not wanting to let the boys go home at this time. They shook their heads.

“We don’t want to burden you, especially with Luke in the state he’s in. But thanks anyway, Y/N.” Ashton replied, turning to look at me for a second before turning back to his friend. My eyebrows furrow.

“It’s late and you guys are staying here. Ok? I don’t want any of you getting hurt.”

We all slowly dispersed after about thirty minutes of giving Luke water and some crackers. The boys tried to convince me to let them take care of Luke but I managed to shoo them away so they could properly rest. I could manage him properly.

“Y/N, you make me sad.” Luke slurred out, twirling a piece of my hair between his fingers before he curled it behind my ear. Shivers ran down my back while his hand lingered on my neck.

“Why?” I ask quietly to make sure I won’t wake the boys up.

“Because I made you mad and that made me sad. I was like, ‘why can’t I just make her happy for once?’ then I went out to drink. I was so sad Y/N, I thought you didn’t like me anymore. I thought you didn’t wanna be friends anymore and I was sad.” He gagged slightly before continuing, "And I have a secret and it’s important but I can’t tell you it cuz if I do it won’t be a secret anymore, Y/N! You like secrets, right Y/N? Can I call you that? Y/N. What a nice name. You know what else is a good name? Landon. I like it cuz it has an L in it, like my name. When we have kids we’re gonna name them all Landon, ok? That’s a nice name, huh Y/N? Unless you don’t like it. Then I hate that name. Name’s awful.”

I uneasily giggle and cut him off. “I like the name.”

“Should I change my name to Landon so you’ll like me too?”

“I like your name too, you don’t need to change it.” I respond, wiping a wet towel over his forehead and making a gesture to make him stop talking so loud.

“You like my name more, right?”

“Of course.”

“So then we should name all of our kids Luke then, right? Wait, no, that’d be weird cuz how are we going to know which gift is which on Christmas?” I laugh again as Luke’s eyes looked worriedly into mine. I shook my head.

“Same with the name Landon, then.”

Luke’s eyes lit up and a smile rose upon his face and he nodded, “Oh, yeah. You’re so smart Y/N, what would I do without you? You’re so smart and pretty and great and I just wish you’d love me back!” My breath hitched. "Isn’t that a concept? I love you, but don’t tell anyone. Everyone knows but you so you promise you’re not gonna say anything?” I nod absentmindedly.

“Yeah, of course, bud.” It was silent for awhile after that, Luke humming the tune to some old songs of his and playing with my hands. He occasionally picked up the vomit bucket we had and hurled in it but always went back to playing with my fingers. It was when he started to shut his eyes a little longer before he reopened them that I decided it was time to go to his bed.

“Hey, Luke, come on. Let’s go to bed.” He shook his head and yanked my arm back down gently so that I was sitting back on the couch.

“I’m so tired, Y/N, but you’re so beautiful and I’m not sure if I’m ready to go to bed knowing I won’t remember this.” He muttered out. His eyes were half shut and I can tell he was sobering up by now - it has been a good couple hours since they’ve come back so it was pretty normal to happen.

My heartbeat picked up at his compliment but I kept my face neutral, as if I were tired (and I was, but I’m also very very fucking anxious too.)

“Not that you’re not beautiful all the time - fuck I wish you weren’t as exquisite inside and out so I don’t have to feel this way - but right now the alcohol is too much and the light is illuminating your face and I’m so in love.” Luke blubbered out.

“Thank you, Luke. But you need to get to bed.”

It took a bit of convincing as well as some negotiating, so I ended up having to sleep on the same bed as Luke (which wasn’t much of a bargain since I was supposed to sleep on the bed with him, but I wasn’t going to let him know that.)

Luke was a really cuddly person. Even when we were still living next door to each other, he always loved having me as a cuddle buddy. So it took to no surprise to me when Luke tugged my body close to him.

“I’m sorry Y/N. I’m sorry for being such an ass and coming home late every night piss drunk. I’m sorry. Do you still love me?”

“Of course I love you Luke.”

“Y/N, you don’t understand - ” He started, but I cut him off.

“Go to bed.” I was damn well curious about what he was going to say, but I didn’t want him to say shit he’ll regret saying later. So I swallowed my pride and let the thought pester me as his snores began to fill the room.




lmao im so here for bff!5sos and roommate!5sos so i made this thingy. idk if its good but i was feeling it y’know. it’s late and i should be asleep but here i am, posting this imagine at 2:43 a.m. this is sort of angst but not? what is this


hearts beat as one | a tessa/scott mix {listen}

1. together - the xx 2. never tear us apart - paloma faith 3. two of the lucky ones - the droge & summers blend 4. burn - ellie goulding 5. falling without knowing - tilly and the wall 6. i feel you - depeche mode 7. rainbow - oh land 8. where i sleep - emeli sandé 9. only love - ben howard 10. cheek to cheek - peggy lee

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  • dadi’s face as she advances towards kameeni, yiiiiiiikes. 😬😬😬
  • honestly, at this point i’m wondering what has to happen to get an expression/reaction out of ranveer. coz the man has not flinched. not once. a face carved out of stone, this one. 😐😐😐
  • pfffffffft where evennnn is this ridiculous man? has he retreated back into his kidnapping waala “caybin” for inspiration?? 😒😒😒
  • shivaay; amazingly NOT for the first time within this calendar month: “oh shit, saumya!!!!! i have GOT to stop forgetting of her existence!!!! 😧😧😧
  • how nice of anika to explain the plan to these idiots. kahan milte hai itneeee considerate opponents aaj kal? 😌😌😌
  • mahi ve, just get out with your life and limbs intact instead of thinking how to save your mummayyyy. she deserves whatever’s coming to her for not listening to you. 🙄🙄🙄
    • too late. kanji aankh-waala has struck. siiiigh. oh mahi ve. i was rooting for youuu. 😔😔😔
  • whyyyy the hell does shivaay’s room door bolt like that from the outside??? 🤔🤔🤔
  • kameeni is a dheent. not willing to accept defeat so easy. 😒😒😒
  • oooooooooh does kameeni not realise that this is not “her” shivaay? 😆😆😆
    • lmao, she’s like the OPPOSITE of jaya bachchan in k3g. 😂😂😂
  • waah, casual misogyny and threats of violence against a woman. there’s the shivaay we know and despise! been a while since he showed up! 😎😎😎
    • the minor-estttttt of reactions from ranveer at that. the bare minimum. amazing. 😊😊😊
  • lmaoooooo abbbb tubelight jala inka. 💡💡💡
    • like… what were they expecting? they knew shivaay had escaped and was in the house and did absolutely NOTHING to mitigate this contingency. 😑😑😑
      • the kapoors were waaaaaaaaay better at scheming than this. hell, even roop and gayatri were better than this! 🙄🙄🙄
  • look at the oberois’ pride at their daughter’s non-fertilized eggs, snort. 😂😂😂
  • rudra has fulfilled his brotherly duties for the month on THIS show by silently putting his arm around prinku. he’s now free to disappear for the next 3 weeks and go make homophobic jokes over on DBO. 😎😎😎
  • okay but how did ranveer KEEP giving whatever these drugs are to prinku when she was back home from the camping trip???? 🤔🤔🤔
    • actually, prinku’s so fucking stupid, i don’t think it was very difficult for him to manage to come up with something. 🙄🙄🙄
  • prinku, ffs. stop crying and go carry out what gauri’s constantly threatening people with: ek jhaaap mein deewar pe sattt jaibeee. 👋🏽👋🏽👋🏽
  • come onnnn tej, go to town on him. BEAT 👏🏽 HIS 👏🏽 ASS 👏🏽  
  • dadiiiiii is super clueless about what’s going on, as usual. 😌😌😌
  • pfffft. overconfidence toh dekho. bee tee dubs, when was the last time you ppl even checked on saumya? 😏😏😏
  • kameeni gives zero fucks anymore, she’s like “don’t forget we’re holding saumya hostage!!!!” IN FRONT OF THE MEDIA. 😆😆😆
  • most anticlimactic rescue story everrrrrrrr. goddamnit rudra, i wanted some angsty shit between the two of you when you saved her. ugh. 😑😑😑
    • why do the writers hate ruMya so????? WHY DID YOU MAKE US SHIP THEM IF YOU DON’T INTEND TO GIVE US A STORYLINE WITH THEM?????????? 😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩
  • again, dadi cares about saumya NOW that she’s back. didn’t give a rat’s ass when she was missing for like… a week now. 🙄🙄🙄
  • best part of this reveal is that pinky’s intuition and feelings about kameeni are totes validated. maine kaha tha na, mummayyy ko sab pata hai! 💁🏽💁🏽💁🏽
  • lol rudra, you’ve ALWAYS been a shitty judge of character. other than anika, not ONCE have you managed to gauge a person’s character correctly. 🙄🙄🙄
  • ranveer’s reaction at the news of his superior being informed of his kartootein, surely resulting in losing his job/potentially being JAILED: 

“oh well. we tried, i guess.”

  • lmaoooooooo, diamonds bhi gayeeeee. this is so reminiscent of the andaz apna apna climax scene: “haath ko aaya, par mooh na laga.” 😂😂😂
  • i am lovinggggg rudra’s gleeeee at this whole thing. 😂😂😂
    • why is ommmm not here, to give ranveer one over the head???? he’s the one who deserves it mostt!!! and i wanna see OM be the one to do it, for how much grief he caused him. HE RELAPSED INTO DRUG ADDICTION AND ALMOST DIED BECAUSE OF THIS FUCKER! 😠😠😠
  • this whole plot is honestly so fucking boring. pffft, amateur villains. 😒😒😒
    • like, shivaay was a better villain to anika in initial episodes than these ppl. 🙄🙄🙄
  • will anyone bother asking these ppl WHY they went to such lengths to fuck the oberois over? no? just me wondering that? ok then. 😕😕😕
    • like, is this all related to the sister that prinku ran over? is that story even real???? does such a sister even exist??? or does kameeni have an agenda of her own???? WHAT EVEN WAS THE POINT OF ALL THIS???????? 😩😩😩
  • um kameeni, you’re kiiiinda forgetting something… oh idk, YOUR SON???? 😶😶😶
  • i fucking love shivaay is sooooo encouraging of all the women of his fam to beat the crap outta the men who fucked with them. 🙃🙃🙃
  • it only took 250+ episodes for prinku to grow a fucking spine. 😌😌😌
  • ranveer’s face on being slapped: 

“sure. i deserved that, i suppose.”

  • arrrrre waah, tevar toh dekho is kameeni ke!!! 😑😑😑
  • what a stupiddddd filler of an ep. 😒😒😒 

I’ve been wanting to do a more thorough IwaOi fic recommendation post for a while now, and more likely with the surplus of amazing writers who love hq, there will be more IwaOi fic rec posts to come lol

This isn’t in any order persay, I’m just going by my ao3 bookmarks that I’ve filtered from recently updated->haikyuu!!->iwaizumi/oikawa lol

I won’t be able to put all of the IwaOi fics I’ve bookmarked here but here’s a link to them if you want to see what I’ve bookmarked! :>

Kotov Syndrome by Aetherdrive

Okay, for starters, the fluff and the gay comes right at you and hit you right in the dokis. Second, the seijou interactions are adorable, comical, and bless matuhana. Just bc lol B) And dear lord, bless Ushijima because he is depicted in a way that appeals to my Shiratorizawa heart~
You come for this story to see action, slow-build, fluff, pain, and eventually smut huehuehueheuheueuhe– //gets shot multiple times saywha
But really, tho like Iwa-chan and Oikawa interacting that involves Iwa-chan enjoying his company, filled w laughs, and pining—so much quality pining I could be ready to sell Christmas trees lmao

Conquering the Great King by SuggestiveScribe

Best Porn w Plot fic I’ve read in a long time like holy poop. Character interactions and development is on point and I could go on forever but I’ll end it with this: “What did Watari do to deserve this?”
Also, never a moment where Iwa-chan isn’t being appreciated for being a hot babe like that’s choice bruh

You Showed Up With Perfect Timing by noelre

What more could I ask for? Oikawa thirsty af for hot gym trainer babe extraordinaire Iwa-chan B) Also, bless Hanamaki and Matsun just bc lmao
Funny, cute, and oh-so-relatable gdgfdsfd

Against All Odds by SharkbaitSekk

Okay, heads up. This doesn’t center /solely/ around IwaOi. It’s mostly about Oikawa, Daichi, Kuroo, and Bokuto as single dads who become a great support network of friends to help each other with the difficulties of being single parents. There’s so much thought put into this fic, it’s so cute, the angst can hurt (lol), the drama feels so raw, and hellooo hot single dads going through a park w so much swag with their swaggy kids too like hella go read this gfdnkjg

a trip down memory lane by masi

Iwa-chan is going through some self-doubt and over-thinking like a young adult he is, and so Oikawa, his best boyfriend, comes to the rescue w adorable and sweet shenanigans hehe~

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