and how weirdly nice he was at this hour of the night

Top 13 Most Unfuckable Men in Dragon Age (according to me, a lesbian)

Honorable Mention: Oghren

I am not including Oghren on the official list for a couple reasons. Firstly, jokes about how gross Oghren is are basically everywhere. I can’t make a remotely original joke on this subject because they have all already been made. Secondly, I don’t want to subject anybody to actually thinking about fucking Oghren. And third, it’s no fun punching down. Nobody likes Oghren except me. And I get it. Oghren is a pretty cool character who was grossly mishandled by writers who think sexual assault, alcoholism and homophobia are hilarious jokes and not serious issues. Sorry about all this, Oghren. Enjoy your free pass from being mocked by a lesbian on the internet.

13. Zevran Arainai

Zevran is the least unfuckable man in Dragon Age because he wouldn’t make it weird. He’d give you a nice lay, do a good job, and then high-5 you afterwards. He’s nice-looking and experienced and would overall be an almost not-unpleasant experience. If there was a gun to my head and someone forcing me to pick a Dragon Age man to fuck, it would be Zevran.

12. RDP Sten

I say Realistic DAO Project Sten and not regular Sten because frankly RDP Sten is the true Sten. Honestly, look at this man. Assuming you didn’t die during intercourse, he’d make you breakfast the next morning, then reshackle your roof and do your taxes. RDP Sten would take care of you. RDP Sten would treat you right.

11. Justice

…as long as he gave Anders’ body a bath first, because wow he sure is a guy who lives in a sewer. Justice is a friendly Fade spirit curious about the mortal world and its many wonders. Fucking Justice would be a nice opportunity to show an otherworldly being a good time. Not to mention the novelty. Think of the puns you could make afterwards. “It was a spiritual experience.” “It was truly righteous.” “Justice isn’t easy–no, Justice is hard.”

10. Varric Tethras

Varric would be the ideal sugar daddy. He’d indulge you, buy you nice things, tell you stories, and when it’s time to go to bed, you’d just have to put up with him bringing his crossbow with him. Honestly, he probably wouldn’t even get to the sex. You’d have half your clothes off and then he’d start telling a story and three hours later he’s cried a little about his ex and fallen asleep cuddled up to his crossbow. Meanwhile, you are free to go back to your house with your money and jewelry. Ideal.

9. Alistair

Alistair is inexperienced, but a nice boy. You could show him a good time, and then pat him on the head and give him a cookie afterwards. He’s funny and nice and if you aren’t his first lay, it’ll probably be Morrigan and she would probably turn into a spider halfway through just to fuck with him. I’m willing to fuck him just to spare him that being his first time. Alistair might make it weird and try to give you a flower or something, but he’s young and easily dissuaded. Fucking Alistair would be acceptable and satisfying in some ways.

8. Iron Bull

He ugly, but otoh, monster dong, if you’re into that. Iron Bull wouldn’t make it weird emotionally, but he would definitely make it weird sexually. Assuming you survived, you would have a hell of a story. I would bring that up at every cocktail party I went to for the rest of my life. “I fucked a minotaur man,” I’d say, sipping my martini. “He had an eyepatch, and a dong the size of your forearm. I’m lucky to have survived.” The party guests gasp and fan themselves at the scandal.

7. Nathaniel Howe

I have no feelings either way about fucking Nathaniel Howe. I would show up, do the deed, and leave. Maybe give him a thumbs up, to be polite. My entire soul doesn’t rebel against the concept, but neither can I think of any benefits to fucking Nathaniel Howe.

6. Sebastian Vael

I wouldn’t hate to fuck Sebastian, and he seems nice, I guess. He’d be on par with Nate, except for the fact that he’s a devout fantasy Catholic. I’m morally opposed to fucking Catholics, because I don’t like Catholicism, and because I don’t want to deal with their ensuing guilt. I would tolerate fucking Sebastian.

5. Fenris

Fenris is objectively one of the best-looking men in Dragon Age, but oh lord, the canon romance path is so much. I’d do it just so I could touch his pretty hair, but I’d feel real bad about it. I like fenris. I don’t wanna cause him troubles. On the other hand, Isabela seems to manage it without much emotional fallout, so perhaps it would be alright. Fucking Fenris might be perfectly fine, but it might end terribly for all involved. As a lesbian I’m not gonna risk it.

4. Anders

Anders is a nasty sewer man who has no particularly attractive physical features to make up for it. He’d probably be an alright lay, but if you fucked him he’d definitely fall in love with you. Possibly he’d have already been in love with you for like three years. Then post-fuck he’d say a lot of weird stuff and ask to move into your house, and you’d be so worried about his eating habits and his stress that you’d be like “sure :)”, and then you’d have to change your name and flee the city to escape. Don’t fuck Anders.

3. Blackwall

I previously had Blackwall a spot higher, but then when I went to google a picture of him I realized he actually looks okay. Lumberjack aesth. Nice beard. Probably nice chest hair. Good muscles. But he’s also kind of a stinky old man who is kind of like your dad, and he would make his weird guilt issues your problem. I’d rather not, although I grant that if he was a couple decades younger he might be Acceptable.

2. Cullen

I would really hate to fuck Cullen. I find him morally repugnant, physically unimpressive, and overall vile. Not to mention that he seems like the kind of sexually inexperienced dude to just try inserting Tab A into Slot B with no foreplay–but then, would you really want foreplay from this guy? At least it would all be over within 5 minutes and then you could make your escape through the window.

1. Solas

Solas is the absolute most unfuckable man in Dragon Age. Not only is he bald, and a genocidal maniac, but he would also get weirdly hung up on you. Then he’d like, haunt your dreams. “Vhenaaaaaaan,” you hear every night forever, to your horror. “You’re not like other girls,” he says, before showing you a picture of his fursona, which is a wolf. I would rather do literally anything else but fuck Solas. I thank G-d every day that Solas is not real, and that I am in no danger of ever fucking him. Solas is the least fuckable man in Dragon Age.

Suga Daddy: Part 4

Suga Daddy: Part 4

Word count: 9k

Genre: smut, angst

So this chapter really means a lot to me so I hope you like it. Let me know if you want. Enjoy! Also, I didn’t have enough time to edit this how I wanted to. Sorry about the mistakes.

parts: one | two | three 




The week had gone by super quickly, much to your dismay. You had hoped for a slow week. You had tried to focus on school and your dance classes. Yugyeom had been a great distraction but sadly he wasn’t over today and neither was Yoongi. You had been so use to him spending the night that when he slept over last night you were shocked not to find him in bed with you. The truth was he had been over every night this week. It was weird to you, he’d hadn’t come over everyday since the beginning. One night you didn’t even have sex, you just cuddled on the couch and made out.

Then again he would barely talk to you. He’d come over and give you some of the best sex, fall asleep holding you and then would be gone once you woke up. You didn’t think much of it though because that’s something you were used to. What you were freaking out about was him texting you everyday about your parents.

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Unrequited (Peter Parker x Reader)

a/n: Okay, I’m not new to writing or anything but this IS my first post on this brand spanking new account! I hope you guys like it!

warning: lots of angst and all that

summary: reader pines after Peter, who doesn’t realize it as he’s infatuated with Liz



I can’t say my heart didn’t break a little more each and every time I caught Peter staring at or blushing over Liz Allen. She was so freaking gorgeous, and in all honesty perfect in every single way, except for her personality maybe. Even though Peter and I had been the best of friends for years, I could never compare to how much love and adoration he had for the girl, and it broke me every single day.

I sighed heavily, trying to shake the depressing thoughts from my mind as I continued walking to school. I don’t know how it happened and I wish it never had, but one day I just woke up and saw Peter in a whole new way. He had just come over to my apartment for our weekly movie night, which had been our tradition since we were little kids.

I heard a knock sound from the front door, signaling that my best friend was probably waiting on the other side.

“Come in Peter! The doors open!” I shook my head, since he should already know that after coming to my house countless of times.

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Ride Me Baby *Part 3* (Harry Styles Mature Mini Series)

Originally posted by hipsterharrey

Hiya guys, so finally I’m getting this chapter up. I am beyond over whelmed with the feedback ive been getting from this series and I cant be more thankful for you guys reading it and enjoying it! I hope you enjoy this chapter! –K

**WARNING, EXPLICIT AND DETAILED CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK** +18

Word Count: 5,869

Y/N’s POV
As I stood there speechless staring at Kendall as she was staring at Harry then glaring back at me like I had done something wrong. Has Harry been cheating on me with her this whole time? My heart started to sink at the thought. Harry and Kendall did date for a while but broke up because of the public always stalking them or taking pictures 24/7, so for all I know Harry might still have feelings for her and sleeping with her behind everyone’s backs. And by his reaction it seemed like he was happy to see her, even though I was standing right there. “Your faces are priceless, cant believe you fell for that one” Kendall started to laugh uncontrollably as she stood clapping her hands applauding her performance. “What the fuck Ken?” Harry’s face slightly changed into a crooked smile as he joined in with her laughter. “What are you doing here? Please come in” He steps backwards as she walked into our room, with her long legs and flat stomach that was on show under her crop top. She is so beautiful, why did he leave her for me? “Y/N?” My head shot up as I was startled out of my train of thought. “Sorry?” “How are you doing sweetie?” Kendall came over to great me with a hug, which I accepted. I had to. Ive never really sat down and got to know Kendall to know what she is like. She is so sweet and polite, I have no hate against her. But for some reason I don’t like her either. “Im good thanks how are you?” “Good, how are you guys enjoying your trip?” “Yeah its great, Y/N has always wanted to come here so I surprised her for our anniversary” Harry butted in as we walked into our kitchen. “Oh my god I’m so sorry I interrupted, I seen that you guys were here so I thought it would be rude not to come down and say hi” She giggled as her stare as with Harry through out the whole conversation. Now I know why I don’t like her. “Aw thank you for popping in Ken” His stare was with her, again. I don’t know whether I’m reading too much into this situation but with the atmosphere it seemed like he was glad to see her or something, I don’t know.

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There’s A Nap For That

Based on this post: “If you both agree to take a nap instead of going out, it’s a date.” 

Or: The one where Bellamy and Clarke keep taking naps together. You know, platonically. See also: Let Them Rest

A/N: I started this before New Years and thought it would be done in like, three days. Oh how naive. But hey, here we are!

WC: ~6.5k
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Clarke doesn’t plan to be alone on New Year’s Eve, but she also doesn’t plan not to be alone–if that makes sense. She could fly back to Los Angeles and attend her mother’s extravagant corporate party, if she wanted to put herself through that. It’s definitely an option.

But she’s long since decided that it’s better to deal with the vague feelings of missing out on the New Year’s celebration over fielding questions about why she’s not following in her mother’s footsteps or, god forbid, whether she’s gotten over that whole sexuality thing yet.

So she calls Abby the night before the party, fulfills her yearly, good-daughter quota of well wishes and pleasantries, and calls it good.

And really, doing nothing on New Year’s Eve is kind of the best thing that’s happened her, stress-wise, in the last six months.

She works in the graphic design department for an uber-trendy website that facilitates commissions for freelance artists, which makes it an incredibly lucrative avenue to get her name out there in the industry. It just also happens that the company is very concerned with staying up-to-date with aesthetic trends, and has her changing logos and web layouts on a weekly basis.

It’s the kind of somewhat crappy, over demanding job that she feels weirdly excited to have, because it means her mom isn’t paying people to make her life easier.

But it has been running her to the bone, so she’s positively delighted to do absolutely nothing for a night.

Or she is until she finds out that Bellamy also doesn’t have plans for New Year’s Eve.

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Happy naruto headcanons


• Neji doesn’t die, After the war, Neji and Hinata often walk back together to the hyuga household after their missions, they end up taking about how they’re going to change their family, make sure the future generations won’t have to go through what they did


•Hinata and Lee taijutsu training, Hinata picks up her speed and gets more and more kickass,


•team 7 hanging out together, (without the weird love triangle thing) Sakura acts more like herself, Naruto and Sakura get into arguments over petty things #“Sasukes on my side” #“SasuKEs oN My SIdE”


•The Uchiha compound gets rebuilt and is now occupied by team taka, Suigetsu takes an interest in gardening, Karin makes really good coffee, Sasuke doesn’t comment on it but he approves, it adds a warmer more home-y feeling to the structure, helps Sasuke forget the events that took place before- a new start.


•Juugo and Shino weirdly get along with all the birds/bugs thing, Shino likes spending time with Juugo cause he doesn’t talk much and it’s often peaceful, Juugo feels the same, it’s very different to their normal backgrounds because both suigetsu, Karin and Kiba are way too loud


•Sakura becoming a medical ninjutsu teacher and promoting the idea that you can become a badass ninja regardless of what family you’re born into.


•Lee finally getting the courage to ask Sakura out, she’s busy but she gives it a chance and they go on a picnic date, by the end of 2 more years they get engaged



•Naruto and Sasuke start traveling together and realise they missed each other’s company more than ever


•TenTen and Ino start a campaign that’s goal is to demolish female stereotypes and impower women in the ninja world


•Tsunade continuing to be Hokage and deals with Orochimaru and Kabuto the in the right way


•Team 8 game night in which Hinata always wins????? and Kiba is jealous, Shino always loses concentration due to Kiba’s loud af taking and Akamaru barking in the background


•Tsunade also takes care of the Uchiha massacre along with Sasuke’s aid and they create a memorial for it


•Kakashi and Gai have a lot of time on their hands so they mostly spend their days playing board games, Kakashi complains about summer heat and takes off his mask, Gai stares at him for a whole 7 minutes without saying anything


•Sasuke can’t cook for shit; Hinata teaches him how to bake but they barely get out of it alive cause someone thought using fire style to speed up the cooking process was a good idea


•Ino, Shikamaru and Chouji hang out way too much, everyday probably, they always have breakfast together, weather it be at one of their homes or a restaurant, it was Choujis fault #“breakfast is the most important meal of the day, gotta eat it with the most important people too”. Shikamaru doesn’t mind, there’s something about the few moments before the sun rises that’s calming, there’s something about the slightly cold air that’s refreshing. Ino thinks the exact opposite, she’s tired.


•The first time Gaara sleeps, he sleeps for a whole 32 hours, Kankuro thought he died. 


•The sand siblings occasionally have something equivalent movie night, kankuro 99% of the time falls asleep, Temari tries to keep him awake but it never works #”for gods sake kankURO MOVE YOUR LEG”



•The kids at the academy have after school art lessons with Sai, sometimes Lee joins in cause he can, all the 11 year olds draw better than him


•Neji, Lee and Tenten also hang out together but they Neji and Tenten don’t often have any ideas on what to do so they let Lee pick, they end up going hiking or something, it’s nice thought the clouds look good up there. 

you can add more if you like ;—;

have you seen her?

Originally posted by teenwxlves

pairings: reader x stiles stilinski.

warnings: meh, a bit angsty, some smut. nothing much. 

a/n: I wasn’t going to publish it in the first place, it was just going to be a little thing I did for my precious bee, @dylan-trash-tbh, however, I though I would risk it and post it. I really hope you all enjoy it!! 

ps.: you might have some characteristics that don’t belong to you, because, as I said, I made this especially to bee and now I’m sharing. haha

word count: 6867


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Broken - Part 2

2,500 Followers Oneshot

Summary: Jensen and the reader had an amazing night…until the condom broke. Not happy with the way things went down, Jensen surprises the reader when he shows up at her house.

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 1,597

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“The shit I get myself into.” Jensen grumbles to himself, absentmindedly grabbing the brim of his hat and spinning it around.

Tired and annoyed, Jensen’s at a standstill in the ice cream isle at Whole Foods. His greenish hazel eyes have been darting back and forth, trying to decide which brand of ice cream would be best for breakfast.

Inwardly groaning, the actor snaps his eyes shut realizing just how ridiculous that sounds. A fact like that should maybe deter him from pursuing a girl like you. Something perceived as cute and quirky could easily be a red flag in disguise. With his luck, you probably entertain some sick habit like collecting human teeth in the back of your closet.

Jensen’s ridiculous train of thought is interrupted by a text from Gen, thankfully she’s an early riser. He breathes a sigh of relief once your address is in his hands. It’s quickly chased away when a shit ton of nerves overtake him.

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TKST Chapter 3

A/N: HERE U GO! CHAPTER 3 FINALLY! PLEASE ENJOY. CLICK here TO READ PREVIOUS CHAPTERS OF THE KITE STRING TANGLE.


The party was on Wednesday night. You fucked him early Thursday morning. He doesn’t text you until Friday afternoon.

Shawn Mendes: So, how’s the essay coming?

It’s the first thing he’s ever texted you, and you want to blow it up and frame it on your wall.

It’s not a suggestive text, per se, but it does suggest he was thinking about you, which makes you think maybe the thing you had isn’t just a one night stand. Maybe he’s been thinking about it as much as you have. Maybe he wants, like, an actual fuckbuddy. You’re not necessarily opposed to the thought.

You hate that you lied to him, acted like you hadn’t finished your essay before going to the party, so you could find an excuse to leave after what you honestly could say was the best sex you’d ever had. Maybe he wasn’t the most refined lover, like an older man or something, but he was passionate, thorough, and desperate to get you off more than once. It was almost unbearable. It was supposed to be casual hook-up sex, not the overwhelming kind of sex that you could only hope to someday emulate on your wedding night.

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8 Fights You’ve Had - Jim Kirk

Summary: couples fight, some couples make up.

Warnings: language

A/N: anyway the great animal cracker debate of the twenty-third century is my favorite part of this


1

You stared at the door and waited the polite amount of time.

Well, the polite amount of time for you— which was just the thirty seconds after you’d finished knocking.

You entered the code you’d memorized months ago against the control pad you used to struggle with when your friendship with Jim was new, and the door slid open easily. With a sigh and a clearing of your throat, you entered the dim quarters and replicated a cup of coffee for yourself— after all, his replicator was the best one on board.

Piping pastel yellow mug in hand, you took long steps to his bed. “Wakey, wakey, sunshine! Lights at fifty-percent,” you added, laughing when Jim groaned loudly and pulled his plain white comforter over his head as the lighting increased.

You pulled gently on the few strands of blonde hair that managed to peek out from above the edge of the comforter. You then tugged on the covers a bit, exposing everything above his nose. Your fingers moved from his hair to his high cheekbone, sweeping your thumb across his skin only to move a little lower to pinch the fleshier part of his cheek with force.

He hissed loudly and slapped your hand away, sitting up immediately. He placed his hand against the flushed skin and grimaced at you. “What the hell? It’s a day off!”

You hummed, holding out the cup of coffee to him. “Your voice is sexy when you’ve just woken up. All that rasp, that depth.”

“My voice is always sexy,” he mumbled, taking the cup and smirking as he brought the mug to his lips. Once he swallowed and gave the coffee back, he sighed to lean back against his headboard. “You better have a good reason for waking me up on a day I planned to sleep through.”

You bit down on your bottom lip and pushed up the sleeves of the black t-shirt you wore. “I do. So Chekov and I spent the whole night researching this television series from, like, the early twenty-first century. It’s about these residents at this one hospital, and they all tend to sleep with one another more than work on patients, and it’s so absurd,” you laughed, rolling your eyes to yourself. “Pash and I spent the whole night watching episode, after episode, after episode and it’s strangely addictive and I’m weirdly invested—”

“Is that my shirt?”

You hummed questioningly, looking down at yourself. “Oh. Yeah, it is. Anyway, the doctors—”

“Do you not own any clothes of your own?” His eyebrows were together, his head tilted, his lips fallen into a frown. His volume had increased by the time he stated with a scoff of frustration, “You don’t even ask anymore.”

Your own eyebrows came together. “Jim, —”

“It’s not like we’re having sex, or dating, or something,” he continued, shaking his head. “You should ask.”

“Okay,” you said, your eyebrows now raised. “I’ll ask from now on. I’m sorry, I didn’t think— I won’t do it anymore.”

He sighed loudly. “No, I want you to wear my shirts,” he told you, his volume still just as high.

“Is your goal to confuse me?”

He sighed again. “I want you to wear them after you sleep here, after you spend the night with me. I want you to wake me up as annoyingly as you do and I want it every single morning. I want all of that. Do you—” he sighed heavily. “Starlight, do you not see it?”

“Well, don’t yell at me about it,” you replied softly. You waited a few seconds before setting the coffee down onto the floor and kneeling on the bed.

You shifted so you were knelt before him, moving your knees to be on either side of him so you could straddle his lap. You pressed your lips to his briefly tasting coffee on him and sighing at the feeling of finally in your veins.

As you broke the kiss and he leaned forward to follow your lips, you offered him a small smile and placed a hand on his chest, drumming your fingers against the thin t-shirt he wore. “Ask me out nicely, don’t fight with me about it, and I might say yes.”

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au where isak is moving out and even’s the guy who helps with that/taking his stuff to his new place and while theyre outside packing into the car, isak hears a familiar voice greet him and he freezes and turns around and its julian, his ex, holding another boy’s hand and isak screams inside but puts on a smile “hey julian. what are you doing here?” and julian looks at his boyfriend, “we’re on a house hunt. moving in together” and isak clenches his jaw bc fuck that, THEY were supposed to do that months ago before they broke up. then he looks back at isak “and you? moving out?” and isak panics and doesnt think twice about what he’s saying, “yeah actually im moving out to move in with my boyfriend” and he wishes he could take it back or just run but he stands still and julians like “boyfriend?” and isak wants to wipe that smirk off his face, “where is he then?” and then isak hears the car door close and then even is walking towards them with a smile, work finished, and isak just. “here.” and even stands next to isak and is looking between him and julian, “hm?” and isaks like “this is even, my boyfriend. im moving in with him” 

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Jungkook Scenario: Fools.

Request: I would like to request an scenario where the boys made a bet with Jungkook that he couldn’t date y/n. Of course Jungkook won and you guys became a couple (after all jungkook actually fell in love with her). Then some time passed and one day y/n found out about the bet? Thank you! Also happy ending please             

Genre: Romance / Drama


–Tell me Y/N, am I not the greatest? –  you smirked, not wanting to add more to your boyfriend’s cockiness and crossed your arms, leaning against the door frame while looking at him standing there with a stash of chips, drinks and pizza while looking every definition of marvelous with ripped jeans, a red t-shirt and messy hair. Jungkook was indeed the greatest.

–Maybe you are, I’ll get to taste that pizza and then I’ll decide – you laughed with the face he made and then pulled him to you by the edge of his shirt. –Where’s my kiss though? –

Jungkook smirked, leaning down to kiss you hello and it was as thrilling as the first time his lips made contact with yours. You sighed into his mouth without being really able to help it, holding tight onto his hips and relishing in the way Jungkook made you feel.

–Your roommates aren’t here right? – Jungkook smiled against your lips and kissed you again.

You denied softly with your head, you had made sure to ask if they were coming back so you could be alone with your boyfriend for a while. –No, it’s just the two of us for now–

You giggled and tugged at his shirt for him to enter, you just loved to chill with him at your dorm, you knew he had rushed from the campus to there but none of you had early classes tomorrow and you were planning to tell Jungkook to stay the night with you.

He kicked the door closed and shrugged, the smirk still present on his lips. –I won’t complain –

Both of you laughed, of course he wasn’t complaining, the time alone was very much welcomed after all the hectic exams you’d been having lately.

You placed you arm around his middle and walked with him towards the living, ever since he started to be around you, Jungkook found himself smiling more, laughing more, feeling much livelier. You had obviously not taken him seriously at first and not even Jungkook would take himself seriously because he just came up to you with one too many drinks on in a noisy college party, decided to talk with you to shut his friends’ mouth about him not being able to date someone as cool as you, you were after all the prettiest girl there, and Jungkook might or might not have been eyeing you for a while in campus, his friends had said he wasn’t going to act on that so he had just walked straight to you with his best charming smile on and asked you to dance with him.

That night he’d left with your phone number and a kiss, he still remembered how he felt back then for being with you, that initial excitement had not wore off from him, and whenever Jungkook looked at you he just felt like a stupid for thinking that he was the one catching you, nonsense, the one caught up here was him all along, with the way you crawled under his skin that he didn’t quite know how to explain.

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newsies camp counselor au PART 2

i’m doing a part 2 because apparently everyone freaked out about the last one

  • katherine starts paying kids in candy from the walmart an hour away to keep track of everything davey says
  • she’s making a list
  • davey: NO LES, I CAN’T OPEN THE CAMP STORE. GO PICK ON SOMEONE YOUR OWN AGE. LIKE ROMEO
  • romeo: wow jacobs that was rude i am FOUR years older than him
  • davey: shUT your SHORT A S S
  • she’s gonna publish it in the newspaper at the end of the week accompanied by a really blurry picture of davey doing a cartwheel at least 50 feet away
  • one camper has a really weird dream where davey is voldemort for whatever reason and he’s dueling harry potter like in the last movie
  • WEDNESDAY IS TRIP DAY
  • they all go to a lake and there’s a waterfall and rocks and stuff and it’s all v nice
  • until jack and davey climb the highest rock and you hear a single ear-splitting screech as jack pushes him off the top
  • when he hits the water everyone goes silent for a moment and you can still hear him screaming from UNDER THE WATER
  • race is supposed to be lifeguarding but spot is throwing pebbles at him while his cabin kids repeatedly chant ‘STONE HIM STONE HIM STONE HIM”
  • race really doesn’t have anywhere to go in this situation because he’s basically just standing on a tiny ledge against a sheer rock face and if he moves he might fall in the water
  • he falls in the water
  • it’s great
  • jack and crutchie lead everyone in some stupid camp songs on the way back 
  • lots of them are about moose for some reason
  • mission successful
  • someone writes specs/romeo fanfiction on the wall of the art shop
  • jack is weirdly okay with it though
  • maybe it’s artistic or something. not everything is modern art jack. go stare at the lake or whatever
  • crutchie makes katherine print it in the paper
  • after dinner everyone comes up with activities for campers on the spot
  • they call it “indigestion”
  • “because we love to throw up after we eat,” says specs
  • davey stands up on his chair at dinner when they’re asked to announce what they’ll be doing
  • “indigestion: POKER IN THE GAME ROOM”
  • everyone gasps. davey’s poker games are known throughout the camp for being the loudest, most life-threatening thing you can do at camp
  • who will dare enter the poker tournament
  • spoiler: jack
  • spoiler: it ends in jack and les with all the money screaming at each other at the top of their lungs. davey isn’t wearing a shirt for some reason. 2 people have gone to the nurse
  • WHO HAPPENS TO BE NONE OTHER THAN FINCH 
  • someone left a note in his office that says “finch is my mom”
  • so specs is dad and finch is mom
  • and both of them are 500% done with everything and everyone
  • for wish night someone wishes for finch and specs to get married and they actually cancel one of the evening programs, hit the costume closet and put on a wedding
  • it’s very nice there’s a ring toss game
  • until romeo shows up
  • DUN DUN DUN
  • and they have this whole thing staged where romeo stops the wedding and then specs and romeo get back together
  • this is actually how they announce their relationship to all the campers and stuff (but everyone knew already)
  • MORE TO COME
On a Really Basic Itty-Bitty Level

Fandom: Thomas Sanders/Sanders Sides

Pairing: Logicality/PTA Sanders (Logan-centric)

Summary: “ No matter how long you’ll live, you’ll never touch another human being.”  Based on @the-prince-and-the-emo‘s post, Logan struggles with the weight knowledge can bring, and Morality comforts him with his own weird perspective.

Warnings: angst (with a happy ending), existentialism(?), dubious science

Hi there! So this is my first Sander’s Sides fic, and the first thing I’ve written in like three months, lol. I’m trying to get back into it. I really hope you enjoy, let me know what you think and if i should write more :)

@sanders-sideblog​ asked me to tag, so here you go, thank you so much for the encouragement! I’m going to go ahead and tag @prinxietys​ and @dan-yuna​ because they’re also cool inspirational writers (hope you don’t mind) 

Now that that small novel is done, let’s get to the actual fic!

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Waiting, Hoping With Each Breath

Summary: After Dan’s girlfriend breaks up with him, Phil finds his best friend suddenly a lot closer than he’s ever remembered them being before. For some reason, he doesn’t mind it much at all. In fact, Phil quite enjoys the late night cuddles and the way Dan clings to him whenever they watch television. He probably enjoys it a little bit too much.
Word Count: 9155
Warnings: sadness, a breakup, coma inducing fluff
A/N: Merry Christmas everyone! Hope you enjoyed two fics in two days cuz I know I did! This fic was written because us admins at the @phanfictioncatalogue decided to do a secret santa. So, surprise @vanillasolitude ! I’m your secret santa :D I hope you love this fic as much as I did because I’m quite proud of it. (Also sorry if there are errors, i didnt get a beta for this whoops). Special thanks to Julie for literally giving me the entire plot for this fic and also to Eliza for allowing me to gush about it for hours xD I really hope everybody enjoys it and have a wonderful day c:
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It started off when Dan was sad.

Phil was lying in bed watching a dumb kids cartoon that he’d gotten weirdly into. It was called Gravity Falls and Phil had been watching for three hours straight to the point where he felt as though his eyeballs were going to fall right out of their sockets. The entire room was dim, lit only by his bedside lamp and the light glow from his laptop. His glasses were perched on his nose and the duvet was pulled all the way up to his chin.

It was comfortable like that. Warm, safe, a little haven in which Phil created. He hadn’t intended for that quiet sanctuary to burst and was surprised when Dan was quite suddenly knocking on the door. He didn’t wait for Phil to give the okay before he was coming in, the door squeaking as he pushed it open.

Phil glanced up from his show, blinking a few times before pausing it. “Are you alright?” Phil asked slowly.

His eyes flickered over Dan’s features, the tear tracks on his cheeks. The way his entire face was pale and he had dark bags under his eyes. He knew that Dan wasn’t alright and they both knew that he knew.

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Today Morning

Originally posted by katherine8595

Reader x Jongin

EXODUS, College AU; A sleepy Jongin suddenly and accidentally exposes his power to you one late night.

First installment of Nikah, @lovesehunright and I’s college au series!


Jongin’s voice is low and childlike as he whines out his protests at your stubborn self. “Y/N, really, I’m walking you home.” He huffs, watching with ‘cold’ eyes while you step into your worn down tennis shoes and grab for your jacket which- a sigh- was to be found in his stubbornly raised hand. 

“Jongin, please.” You pout, reaching for your jacket with another sigh and a reassuring statement, that no, he didn’t need to walk you home, just over campus, this late. It wasn’t that late, anyways. 

Your jacket is lighter than expected, and you hurry it over your shoulder before placing your arms through the arms of the fluffy jacket. There is only a single light illuminating Jongin’s small dorm room, casting a yellow light over the strewn out empty bags of candies and soda bottles. His bed is messy and unmade after the two of you had spent your whole Sunday night up into it, watching all your favorite movies. 

A few hours earlier, Jongin had called you up and told you that his roommate was out for the night, begging you to come over. And so you did, and now you were as tired as ever, stifling yawn after yawn and stretching out your stiff legs by his door. 

“It is that late, actually.” Jongin says dumbly. “It’s almost one in the morning, you do realize we watched like four movies. That’s like- what, 1,5 hours times four?” 

A third sigh - one that transitioned into a jaw-ripping yawn. “Don’t even start, Jongin, seriously. I have math class at nine tomorrow morning.” 

“Today morning.” 

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One Of Us.

Anon Requested- hi! i’m not sure if requests are open, but if so, can you do this? sam and dean find the reader - who’s young, like around 14ish - on a hunt and she’s totally cool about killing things that go bump in the night since they killed her family, so the boys just kind of ‘adopt’ her as their little sister? just some big brother fluff and some stupid humor is all i’m looking for. thank you!

Warnings- mentions of death, swearing.

A/N- This was a really nice request to write, no angst, nobody dying, just big brother fluff.


You were sat on a hard, plastic chair waiting to be questioned. The room was chilly and silent, the only noise was the ticking of the clock placed on the blue wall. Sighing you placed your head in your hands, how could this have happened? 

Your mother was a hunter, not the one that hunted animals, no she hunted the supernatural. She only did salt and burns, or the occasional witch now and again, but when you were born she stopped hunting anything that could harm you. 

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You Get What You Give (Capri and the Sun)

Requested: Yes

Summary: Where Harry’s just begun his solo career and performing is everything that he’s ever dreamed of; he can’t help but feel so alone sometimes though. Feeling as though everyone has someone, and he’s so out of the loop with his love life that it brings an imbalance. However, you can’t take everything and expect to give nothing in return or for everything to be ok for forever.

Word Count: 881

Pairing: Harry Styles x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Insomnia, Cursing

A/N: This is just one of the many deleted scenes that I’ve had in my drafts for awhile and I thought that I would just share it. This scene happens between Communication & Long Distance! Hope you like it :) 

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Sanitarium

Originally posted by jjilljj

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Genre: HarelyQuinn!Au / Angst

Rated T for mentions of violence, blood, death, brain-washing and mature themes

Word count: 4.6k

Synopsis: The government hired you to cure Kim Taehyung from his madness, yet every time you see him in that damn white room you lose sanity and yourself a bit more.

Author’s note: I should really really thank my lil Rosie and the sweet Mari for supporting me so much! This is dedicated to both of them

part 1 // part 2 // drabble


Twenty-eighth session

A dream you don’t remember you had still haunts your days.

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(…) And I’d said from the start that I just needed a place to stay until I could get a train home in the morning and he said that was OK. I was giving off the right vibes, I think, so… yeah, it was cool. He’s a lot older than me. He’s 30, but he was… you know, nice. He made us some toast and put the heat on, so it was fine. He had this jam that’s made without any sugar. And we talked a bit. He said he’d been on a few marches and things. You know, not just gay, but other stuff. Poll tax, and… You know, so it was interesting. We talked about last night and called them bastards and put the.. what was it? Put the world to rights. And then he said, “Well, at least that means you’re legal now.” You know, because I’m 18. I mean I’m actually 17, but I’d told him I was 18, because I thought 17 sounded a bit young. That’s stupid, isn’t it? And I think when he said that, I thought… “Right…” You know? I just kinda laughed it off and then he said he should go to bed and he went to get some bedding for me for the sofa and I think he thought I was a virgin, which I’m not, but… I mean… Well, I’m not not a virgin. But when he came back in the living room with the bedding… he was starkers and I thought… “Blimey!” You know, but then I thought maybe that’s just what he does. Sean, my mate, sleeps in the nude. It never occured to me that was a thing you could do until I stopped round his. Well, a lot hadn’t occured to me until I stopped round his. But anyway, so I was sitting down on the sofa and he dropped the duvet and pillows next to me. The duvet didn’t have a cover on it. The things that go through your head! You know, I thought, “Mum would never give someone a duvet without a cover on it.” So then, he was there… you know, “Hello, boys!” So I’m kind of… And then he reached his hand out and he stroked the back of my head, just softly, and… that was actually quite nice. That sounds pathetic, doesn’t it? I’m not an idiot, I knew what… You know, cards were on the table, but I thought, he’s letting me stay over and he’s not… Well, he’s quite nice, you know, looking, I mean. He’s alright. He’s not Kristian Schmidt, but… So I put him in my mouth. And that seemed to go down well. And then a minute or two later he stood me up and he kissed me and I thought, “Right, I’ve got to decide now, you know, if I’m not up for this, I’ve kind of got to say something now, because you don’t want to be rude.” But I didn’t say anything and so he led me through into his bedroom and he said, “Is this all right?” And genuinely, for a split second, I thought he was asking about his room, and I did think, “Well, now we know what Athena does with its remaindered stock.” But he had my top off by that point and I felt kind of separate to it, like I was watching myself, you know, like Brecht - Verfremdungseffekt. And I was kinda talking to myself, saying, “Is this all right, is this OK?” You know, keeping calm. In my head, not… No, I think that might have put him off. But it was just nice not to be rushed because… I suppose everything I’ve done up till now has been at parties with lads from college who… Wel, you’ve got to sort of take advantage of the moment. I say lads, it makes it sound like there’s hundreds of them, there’s not, believe me, really just me and… well, just me and Jamie Flynn, I suppose. And Sean. We.. Not, not regularly, you know, not… If he’s drunk and in the right mood, and I kind of know how to be in the right place at the right time, but… Well, it’s an art more than it is a science and you’ve either got one eye on the door or worse, you’ve got to kind of prep yourself in case he loses the mood or after decides it didn’t happen. I don’t mean nasty, but just… So it was really the first time it felt legitimate doing anything - you know, with an accountant! I didn’t have a clue what I was doing, I’ll be honest, but… well, he didn’t… you know, he was nice, patient. He kept talking to me and checking I was OK. I almost wished he wouldn’t. I almost wanted him to just go for it. Almost. And I think, weirdly, and this feels weird now I come to think about it, but I think because I didn’t madly fancy him, it meant I could relax a bit more. It didn’t seem as important as it might have done. I could just do what he told me and weirdly that was kind of easier. I think…. I mean, it wasn’t easy really, but… While we were doing it… I can’t believe I’m telling you all this. I had a real coffee earlier, I think it’s kicking in. There was a moment where I was thinking, “Two hours ago I was outside Parliament and they were saying I wasn’t allowed to do this,” and that made me laugh, and that turned him on because I think he thought it meant I was getting into it, and I was getting into it, but not because of… Not just because of him. I was thinking about all the tossers who’d opposed it, opposed me, and I was thinking, “If you could fucking see me now.” You know, fucking… And that felt great. Oh, I felt great. You know, who’d have predicted I’d spent my first time thinking about Lady Olga Maitland and Sir Nicholas fucking Fairburn. I doubt anyone’s ever thought about them while they’re doing it before, including the people they’re doing it with, if they do ever do it, the desiccated twats. I wasn’t dwelling on them. I’m not a pervert. But it did give it a… frisson. I’ve never said frisson before. I’ve only ever seen it written down. That’s one of those words, you know, like… hyperbole. And then, after, he turned the light off and he held me while he fell asleep and… all I could think was… “I hope Mum and Dad weren’t watching the TV news,” because… At one point, when we surged towards the doors of the Commons, that’s when I’d seen the cameras.

A Grand Day Out (written by Michael Dennis)