and that last scene was so so sweet

Not Your Average Zutara Fic Rec

So I’ve gone through a LOT of Zutara fanfiction, probably too much if I’m being honest, and finding good fics can be really hard. When looking up fic rec lists I’ve noticed that a lot of the lists are just the same select fanfictions recommended over and over (We get it, everyone and their mother loves ‘His Majesty Prefers Blue’ and ‘Stormbenders’ [I never finished HMPB, sue me]). 

So this list is for all of you who are in my shoes and can’t seem to find anything besides the same ten or fifteen stories recommended and are desperate for something new. Everything listed is complete! (If I listed the incompletes/abandoned stories I’d have a lot more chaptered stories listed… RIP ‘The Confrontational Approach’…) 

I have a lot of bookmarked stories that I have yet to read and am in the middle of (Almost caught up on @firelordandlady ‘s ‘Say Anything’!), so I’ll try to update this when I finish something I think deserves a recommendation. 


In the Same Candlelight by Like a Dove

In a world where there is no war, Zuko and Katara spend their summers together. Growing up is messy, embarrassing, and at times sad, but they think it might be okay because they have each other. Edited summary.

I know. I KNOW. I LITERALLY JUST SAID I WASN’T GOING TO RECOMMEND FANFICS THAT ARE ON EVERYONE’S LIST. But I NEED to mention this one. I spent so long not interested in this fic. I don’t like drastic AU’s, or modern AU’s. My taste is strictly canon divergence, so I didn’t think I would like this. I WAS SO WRONG. Trust me, if you are like me and don’t like big AU’s, read this anyway. I promise, you won’t be disappointed. Characterization is still so spot on, even with such a different take. Aang is precious. There is nothing but fluff, fluff, and fluff. It will melt you. You will probably die and your spirit will rise up smiling and beaming out rainbows and sunshine. That’s what happened to me. 

Lilacs and Lily Pads by sadladybug

A tale of clumsy courtship and calamitous court weddings, featuring awkward family encounters, floral mishaps, cultural complications, and good old fashioned fluff and conflict. Takes place in the five years following war’s end. For Zutara Week 2016. A prequel to Bones.

Clothe Me in Seasons, Dress Me in Snow is a very commonly recommended Zutara fic (And for good reason, I shed many tears reading it). But this two-shot (A companion to Bones, a smut one shot) by the same author is really underrated and beautifully written. It follows Zuko and Katara as they try to plan their wedding, as well as shows two scenes from before they got engaged that solidified the relationship to be one they knew would last. Just really well done overall and very very sweet. 

EDIT: I talked with the author and apparently it isn’t finished?? But they are apparently working on the next chapters so yay!! And each chapter is independent so it doesn’t feel unfinished.  

The Slow Path by Tazainian Devil

Eight years after the fall of Ozai, Aang returns to the friends he left behind - Taang, Zutara, Sukka

This is technically a Taang fic, and if I’m being honest I kind of just skimmed through the non-zutara chapters, but the Zutara storyline was good enough that I think it’s definitely worth the read. And the overall plot has a great premise. Be warned, it has a sequel that was never finished. 

Another Word For Alchemy by FanPanda13

Five years have passed since the Avatar defeated Fire Lord Ozai, and the members of the Gaang have all gone in their own direction. But when Aang invites them all to a Peace Summit at the North Pole and tells them of his new project, for which he will need their support, the group comes together again for adventure, fun and romance. AU. Zutara. COMPLETE.

So this fic is crazy for me. At first, it started as just really good natured fluff. The writing wasn’t anything fantastic (Although I loved how it broke the 4th wall and didn’t take itself seriously), and there were some definite OOC moments. But I had so much FUN with it. The plot (while definitely not the focus as everyone is more concerned about when Zuko and Katara will get together) was interesting, and there were some really sweet moments. It was also HILARIOUS and I had multiple moments where I genuinely laughed out loud. But then about five chapters before the end, the quality SKY ROCKETED. As the plot and mystery come together, the characters all come together in a moment that truly feels like it came from the show. Even the writing quality increases by a lot and I was genuinely shocked and impressed. Definitely recommend. 

Kyoshi Hold ‘Em by cupid-painted-blind

When a blizzard shuts down the fourth annual Peace Summit, the group has to find some way to pass the time. /Zutara, Taang, Jet/Mai, Jet/Everyone, Sukka

If you’re looking for a good crack fic, look no further. It’s post war and utter nonsense. Jet is alive for some reason??? No one questions it and he’s shipped with pretty much everyone. It’s funny, it’s decently written, there are drinking and sexy time shenanigans, and overall just lighthearted. Also, it does a great job of being a crack fic without crossing the line and becoming unfunny and just a trash fic. A lot struggle to find the balance and resort to going over the top and ridiculous, but this one does a really good job. 

Come With Me by Steamboat Ghost

Coauthored by fuzzytomato. Troubled over his newly restored honor, Zuko finds solace in the familiar guise of the Blue Spirit. In a chance meeting with the Painted Lady, a friendship is forged as the two heroes seek to help the Fire Nation’s neglected.

I’ll admit it: I’ve never gotten into Blutara fanfictions. I only read the first couple chapters of HMPB and dropped it after the tree scene. I don’t know, it felt really OOC for me and I may go back and read it again just because EVERYONE raves about it, but IDK. I’ve never been a huge Blutara fan because while I love the concept, I’d much rather see the Painted Lady and the Blue Spirit come together as equals. Most fics present Zuko behind his mask to Katara, and it feels imbalanced. There aren’t a lot of stories where we see their alter persona’s come together even though that’s the entire point of the parallel between the two. Insert this fic. I only wish there was a sequel dealing with Zuko in the Gaang after these events. Hey, a girl can dream. 

A Zutara Story Anastasia by LastSunset

Katara, the only suviving waterbender of the Southern Water Tribe, joins two con men, Zuko and Iroh, while a fearful admiral chases for her death. A Zutara Story. Based on the movie Anastasia.

So this isn’t so much a retelling of Anastasia but with Katara and Zuko as it is a fanfic version of the movie but with the characters names and world changed. It takes a lot of lines from the movie. But WHO CARES? It’s Anastasia and Zutara!!! What more do you need??? 


this burden you bear by cowlicklesschick

Word travels, and war stories will be told round campfires and on freighter ships until every person in the world knows what Master Katara did for the new Fire Lord. She fights the burning in her throat at the thought of people knowing why she had to heal him in the first place. Post-war Zutara.

This is an angst-with-a-happy-ending, which I say is the absolute BEST type of angst. Katara deals with the guilt of what Zuko did for her as the Fire Nation celebrates what she did to save his life during the Agni Kai. The two come together beautifully while struggling to see the feelings they both share. Really well written and like I said, it has a happy ending, which we all need. 

The Best of Me by Laririn-Shadow

The night before his eighteenth birthday Zuko wraps a bandage around his left wrist. He has a country to run and no time for frivolous things. It will make everything easier if he waits. Zutara Soulmates AU

Soulmate AU’s usually aren’t my thing (With the glaring exception of one Until Dawn Soulmate AU, but that’s besides the point), but I really enjoyed this oneshot. It isn’t sweeping or insanely romantic and the reveal isn’t “OMG I’VE LOVED YOU THIS WHOLE TIME” But it’s a subtle love that grows, which I really like.  

my salvation, he’s not anything by sarsaparillia

Let’s run away and start another war. — Zuko/Katara.

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ What can I say? I love the ‘Let’s run away together, consequences be damned’ trope. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

The Time is Ripe by Casa Circe

ZUTARA WEEK 2012 Day Seven: Seasons. There are many stages that a heart goes through before it can finally be ready for the love it was meant to have. The road is often a rocky one but eventually, it leads you home.

A oneshot for the Zutara Week 2012 prompt ‘Seasons’. Not too much to say about it. Short, sweet, and well written. What more do you need? 

Serendipity by Boriqua-chan

Iroh goes hunting for tea leaves and finds something…interesting. /Zutara week, day 1/

Secret relationships! Fluff! Happiness! And all from Uncle Iroh’s perspective!! Everything I love in one great oneshot! 

Too Close for Comfort also by Casa Circe

ZUTARA WEEK 2010 Day Three: Pain. After watching “The Ember Island Players”, no one is in the mood for teasing. But a little slip of the tongue leads to the painful realization that the play was more accurate than they were willing to admit.

There are two Zutara plots/tropes that I am a complete and utter SLUT for. The first is the ‘Let’s talk about that EIP show’ trope. This is one of my favorites. 

The Color of Truth is Red by Mrs. Pettyfer

Written for Zutara Week prompt “awkward.” Zuko and Katara discuss the Ember Island Players.

Another post EIP oneshot

Enlightenment by Blade Quill

Choices are made on the day of Zuko’s coronation, and sometimes, enlightenment is just the simple truth at hand. Zutara. AU of the final moments of the Book 3 Finale

The OTHER plot/trope I’m a slut for is finale rewrites. LET ME SEE THEM COME TOGETHER AFTER HE TAKES LIGHTNING FOR HER. Ugh, I love it. 

Framework by profoundlycan

What if in “Sozin’s Comet” Katara had come into the room instead of Mai? Zuko/Katara. Prequel to Schema.

 Another finale rewrite! Let’s just get Mai out of the picture here… 

Lightning Shocks the Heart by drunkzutarafeels

Why do our hearts remain dormant until a climactic moment makes time stand still?

And here’s yet another finale rewrite. There is a really popular Zutara gifset that someone animated of the Agni Kai ‘Thank you’ scene, but Katara kisses Zuko after she hugs him. This is the fanfiction equivalent of that gif set. 

Sunrise by lewilder

The days go on and on, and even if she feels more comfort from the moon, Katara learns to cherish the promise of each new sunrise. Zutara AU, largely finale-centric. Oneshot.

LAST FINALE AU I PROMISE. Really sweet, starts right after The Southern Raiders and goes past canon. 

all the ghosts we cannot kill (we learn to love) by raisindeatre

Zuko and Katara; the moments we didn’t see. Or: Maybe we are all somebody’s ghost. And maybe sometimes we can be more than that.

“…My quarrel has only ever been with you, Zuko,” she says, his name sharp on her tongue. “This has only ever been about me and you.”

“You’re wrong,” he rasps, his voice rough in the late afternoon sunlight that falls around them, tangles them in golden nets. “This has only ever been about me and the Avatar. Not you and me. What we hold between us has nothing to do with it.”

This is a really beautiful one-shot that follows a battered, war torn and hardened Zuko and Katara through the scenes we DIDN’T see throughout the entire show. A Zutara must-read.

Drabble Collection/Series

And Other Fairly Stupid Tales by Advocaat

A collection of humorous and crack-tastic oneshots corresponding to the days of Zutara Month

Really great Zutara Month themed drabbles, and it contains the only body swapping plot that I’ve read and really enjoyed. Also the chapters ‘Potential’ and ‘Festival’ are some of my all time favorites. 

Zuko Was No Coward by hootowl

Zuko was many things, but a coward he was not. A collection of Zutara100 prompts. Title may change.

Definitely some heartbreakers and angsty drabbles in here, but all well written and thoroughly enjoyable. If you read ANYTHING from this list, read chapter two of this drabble collection. I MELTED when I read it. It’s perfection. Aunt Wu’s prediction has always been a plotline I’ve loved in Zutara fanfiction, and this one just does it PERFECTLY. 

Zutara Week 2012 by ichilover3

A collection of oneshots inspired by the prompts for Zutara Week

Not much more to say. The first, third, and fourth prompts are my favorite from this series. 

Zutara Week 2015 by bianca_anna

It started at a tea shop and ended with forever. My entries for Zutara Week 2015. I hope you enjoy them.

Oh my GOODNESS. So they’re Zutara Week prompts, but all set in the same universe. The Zutara!Family depicted in these drabbles has become my headcanon. I’ve seen many a Zutara family, but this one is by far my FAVORITE. This is now my official family for them. I want the very last chapter fully animated because it’s so good and epic and I want more of this families adventures. 

It makes me so happy to see the Serpents take care of Jughead because his dad is in prison and FP didn’t betray the Serpents and when the Serpents go to Jughead and give him that jacket is the best thing ever because you can see that the Serpents aren’t bad people, they are one big family and that is just perfect.

‘It was Blue’s shoulder and her collarbone and her legs and her throat and her laugh her laugh her laugh.’ | ‘It was this: Gansey saying, “I like you an awful lot, Blue Sargent.”’

I rewatched the Ed Sheeran scene to fully understand why the world was so offended by it and surprise surprise, I still don’t get it! 💁
He sang a sweet melody and said two words. That’s it. Why are people so angered by this? He was HIRED to do a job and he did it. 
People are reacting as if though Ed forced himself into the HBO offices and demanded a cameo…thats not how it works! That hate should be redirected at HBO productions for casting him. They wanted Ed Sheeran in the scene, they got him…DEAL WITH IT! 
And honestly Ed Sheeran is the last public figure that deserves this online drag fest.
Plus all of this social media outrage pulled complete focus from how amazing the season opener was; and the public had no one to blame but themselves for that. Shame. Do better next time Game Of Thronies!


This is for my dear follower @codenightbreak ! :D Thanks for letting me know you would like to see the bearded! Cap ;D Hope you like this a bit annoying-talking-too-much but still very cute bearded! Stebe inspired by the leaked trailer for Avengers 3! ✨ ✨

The idea comes from my wrong memory of Tony telling Happy that he needs to keep the beard because Happy is at Tony’s team (sorry my memory is really poor) at the NBA final promotion earlier and the last scene of Spiderman:Homecoming ;D I think Stebe is too excited to be back home so he somehow heard all the things wrong lol

Can we talk about American Gods, though?

The main character is a Black man, who is never pointedly aggressive and scary like most media stereotypes Black men to be. Shadow is very intelligent, quietly so, doesn’t like needless violence, loves way too much for his own good and has gone through the sea of gods without dying hard. He is everything that the media teaches us Black men are not.

Many of the gods are Black, as they should be. Bilquis is literally a goddess who has confidence, quiet strength, resilience and goals. She is undeniably sad and not pleased with how gains worship now. Anubis was so comforting, kind and straightforward; he carries no judgment for people he shepherds, saving that for the scales. He rewards those who try their best and Bast keeps the worthy safe.

The djinn was perfect; you felt his sadness, loneliness and desire to reach out for any connection. The passion he felt for Salim was electric and sweet. I don’t remember the last time gay sex on TV has ever been treated with such kindness without skimping on the details. And to add to that, it was a sex scene between two Middle Eastern men without shame.

And all the cinematography! So. Pretty.

So My friend is a karamel shipper and this happened.
  • My friend: hey...Supergirl is back, have u watched the latest episode?
  • Me: *acts normal* yeah *shrugs shoulders*
  • My friend: Little Mon el scenes... but he was so cute...
  • Me: A lot of Lena scenes... that's what matters...
  • My friend: Yeah! You know what... I'm starting to really dig her... actually i love her....
  • Me: she's cool...*fucccckkk*
  • My friend: did you see the last scene?
  • Me: you mean the show making her look like she's turning evil?
  • My friend: no not that! The couch scene with Kara!!!
  • Me: ....
  • My friend: that was so sweet... shit I was such a mess... and they did that?!
  • Me: wait i thought you like her with Mon El?
  • My friend: yeah but it's like the show is building lena and kara to something... i don't know... I mean...
  • Me: you mean what? *dropped the book i was reading*
  • My friend: what if the show pulled off the korrasami in nickelodeon? I mean it's possible melissa and the one who plays lena... have great chemistry...and that would be ground breaking.... a luthor and a super? Awesome thought right?
  • Me: *dying inside* I'm really glad I'm friends with you...
  • My friend: yeah.. wait why?
  • Me: nothing... just saying...

So this happened today!
Robin is such a sweetie pie!! Like. So sweet!

I mentioned I’m a Nygmobblepot shipper and how much I loved that 53 second staring scene in the last episode. He said I’d enjoy the rest of the season. And he said the next ep is his favorite in terms of Ed and Oswald interactions. Not exact words, because I was freaking out at the time and my memory sucks. But yes. Reeeeally looking forward to Monday’s ep!!!

Still can’t believe I actually met him…

yoi fic rec list, part 5

i’m providing commentaries this time bc damn it, my feels cannot be contained

For Him by justrae2010 / @justrae2010

When Yuuri takes a hard fall on the ice, at first glance he seems to be okay. It’s only when he wakes up and doesn’t recognise the affectionate silver haired stranger at his bedside that he realises just how wrong he is.

This is the story that makes me happy whenever I receive update notification bc it always happen when I wake up from sleep. I remember reading ch 9 and I was crying even before I was actually awake. I reread it again for feels but it could never beat what I felt the first time I read it. It’s been a regular routine, waking up from sleep and finding out that there’s a chapter update!

Chapter 10 turns me into a crying mess again but it’s adorable as well bc of what’s revealed. I won’t tell you why, so please read the story to find out why!

The story updated today with chapter 11 and I screamed in excitement, reading together with friends. Memory loss hurts, honestly, but I’m glad even when Yuuri can’t remember the details of the lost memories, he can create new memories.

But, Yuuri, running away halfway across the country because you think you are hurting Victor, it hurts me too ok.

centripetal force by braveten / @actualyuuri

Victor speaks seven languages.

(Physics isn’t one of them.)

Luckily, though, he ends up rooming with his antithesis: a shy, black-haired boy who just so happens to be a physics major.

I started reading this last night, from 1 am to 5 am. For those wondering why I was awake at such odd hours, 1) I already slept earlier, 2) I forgot to take my medicine, 3) I was hungry so I ate cookies and 4) I can’t sleep.

Honestly, this story is such a relaxing story to read. I have to agree with Victor on physics, though. I just don’t understand physics (I failed the subject in high school and barely passed in national exam), but I am also not good with maths and formulas. My friends who took physics said it’s easy if you understand the formulas and I was like, “You have got to be kidding me.“

I took nursing so thankfully, there’s no physics involved.

Halfway into the story, I was able to guess who Boxers Guy was (and I was like, omg, was it who I think it was?! and my friend was like hmmMNNNNNN) but the revelation hurt me just as it hurt Yuuri, especially when it’s followed up with a misunderstanding. Still, I was glad when everything was resolved!

I cried in relief (and I still don’t understand physics).

 The Selection by Galloping_Monroe / @gallopingmonroe-blog

Returning home on the tail end of an injury that ends his dancing career, Yuri Katsuki is trying to find his future again. As a Five, he knows his options are limited, but when he finds an invitation to Crown Prince Victor Nikiforov’s Selection, he is convinced by a friend to apply.

He never thought he’d be Selected.

When he is, he finds that his world is changed forever, and that the Crown Prince is not exactly what he’d expected.

I have come across this story a lot of times while I browsed AO3. The summary intrigued me but I didn’t read it until a few days ago. There’s 21 chapters and I devoured them within one day. Such a classic move from someone who could read 18 volumes of manga in just 3 days, or finish 24 episodes in just 3 days.

I find it cute that the characters we know are trying to win the heart of Prince Victor but Prince Victor only has eyes on one person and that person is so oblivious to this romantic attraction, thinking they are only friends.


I would have loved for Victor to end the Selection and just get married to Yuuri, but I applaud Yuuri for admitting that he still need time to get ready and Victor understands. Communication is important, folks.

I remember telling my friends I wished these two just kiss and in the chapter I was reading, they actually kissed. Who would have thought two characters kissing makes you feel all warm and fuzzy?!

The unresolved sexual tension, though.

Like a Fairytale by lucycamui / @lucycamui

In which Prince Victor gets swept off his feet at a royal banquet and will go to any length to find his ‘Cinderella’ Yuuri.

(And Phichit is the fairy godmother who has no idea what he’s doing).

When my favourite fairytale combined with bakery goods, gosh!

My friend told me that I wouldn’t even notice I was at the end of the story until I reached the last chapter. I scoffed, saying NO WAY, but I was a fool, bc I didn’t even realize I was at the last chapter. Curse your speed reading skills, Zue!

I asked my friend, “Does this story has an evil stepmother?“ and it turned out the evil stepmother was Yuuri’s ball of anxiety. I’m so glad Victor never give up in finding his love. The rain scene where they kissed? IT WAS TOO SWEET!

But the true MPV of this story? PHICHIT!

Gosh, I never dreamed of a fairy!Phichit but I demand a fairy!Phichit now! The hamsters are so cute, too.

Kings in Couture by slightlied / @forovnix

a devil wears prada au in which victor is the editor-in-chief of a fashion magazine, yuuri’s his new secretary, and instead of talking about his feelings, victor just sends him on a bunch of errands

I was so giddy when I read the scene where Victor arrived and everyone was in panic, scurrying around making sure everything was perfect and ready for him while Yuuri just watched in confusion. (It’s such an iconic scene.)

My first thought when I saw the word ‘kic’ was, ‘what the heck is kic and why are ppl talking about kic fic?‘ but I wasn’t too concerned with it at the time so I didn’t bother finding out. Two weeks ago, I finally kicked myself into reading the story. I expected Victor to be mean to Yuuri but I saw cute interactions instead.

Yuuri’s tight jeans, though.

I browsed through 27 pages of the author’s kic tag while I was reading the story and I must say, the experience was glorious.

To anyone who hasn’t read Skip beat: please read Skip Beat.

  • It’s about a girl who gets into the showbiz industry to exact revenge upon a bastard who used her and played with her heart.
  • It’s a wonderful story about a girl learning how to love herself before anything else. 
  • The female protagonist is so very talented and so very strong.
  • On her journey to self discovery she makes new friends and enemies. 
  • Almost all the women in the series are hardcore feminists who value their work and career over their love-life.
  • All the characters have amazing depth to them, and the emotions are very realistic.
  • The female protagonist is a hardcore badass that could possibly kill a man and still look cute doing it.
  • So is the male protagonist. 
  • Hilarious and inspiring side characters.
  • Seriously the complexity of the characters is mind-blowing.
  • It has unique humour which will keep you laughing the whole night.
  • It also has angsty scenes that will make you cry. 
  • It has good slow romance which is completely torturous. 
  • Has fluff so sweet it’ll rot your teeth.
  • The plot is unique and quite frankly a masterpiece.  
  • Basically Skip Beat! has all the elements of an excellent story.
  • Nakamura-sensei (the mangaka) literally planned out everything from the first chapter to the last, so there’s a lot of foreshadowing, which is really cool, and so the story is very grounded. 
  • It also has an anime for those who prefer watching over reading.

Literally the only downside to this manga is the unattractive art style in the beginning, which later on gets better and trust me, the story is so worth it. So please read Skip Beat.

Top Ten Underrated Musical Songs

10) In My Life-Les Mis

It’s just so happy and sad and pretty and Amanda has such a pretty voice and so does Samantha and UGH

9) Who Am I?-Les Mis

Aka probably my favorite song in Les Mis besides Red and Black

8) Words Fail-Dear Evan Hansen


7) Fantasies Come True-Avenue Q


6) The Boys Are Back-HSM 3

I can’t even with this song it is so sweet and perfect. It makes me so happy whenever I watch this scene

5) Blackout-In the Heights


4) So Long, Farewell-The Sound of Music

That high bflat Friedrich hits is literally my life. When I was in The Sound of Music, everyone backstage just leaned in and I swear, you’ve never heard a quieter backstage than when he hit that note

3) One Last Time-Hamilton


2) Thank Goodness-Wicked

Glinda in this song makes me cry. She’s just like ‘Happy is what happens when all your dreams come true’ and all she wants is to be happy. She’s trying to convince herself. And then she goes like ‘there are bridges you crossed you didn’t know you’d crossed until you CROSSED’ and that is my life people Honorable Mentions- As Long as You’re Mine-Wicked Do You Hear the People Sing?-Les Mis All I Ask of You-Phantom of the Opera

1) The Story of Tonight-Hamilton

UGH THIS SONG DOES NOT GET ENOUGH CREDIT. It is so full of hope and everyone is happy and I just. UGH. There are not enough words to describe my complete and utter LOVE for this song. The harmonies and the solos and UGH I CAN’T

anonymous asked:

I'm usually all about the smut but there's something about the way you write msr that has me craving sweet. Could you please write something before they are a couple where Scully is so sleepy and exhausted and Mulder cuddles her. In bed please! No sex.

Hi anon! I so *wish* I could write smut, but you asked for sweet anyway and here it is. No sex, apparently, is what I’m good at. Set in “Bad Blood” before the last scene in Skinner’s office. Mulder and Scully have to spend another night in Chaney. 

“Let’s just go home, Mulder.” Scully sighs, tugs at his jacket. He is dirty and he reeks. She probably does, too.

“Our flight isn’t until…uhm. We don’t have a flight.” Mulder stops to look around. Scully tugs at him again, exhausted, and he follows her. The drugs, whatever Sheriff Hartwell gave her, wear her down still. She just wants to sleep. Take a shower, maybe, but sleep. A lot. Forget all about this. One day, she decides, she’ll show interest in a man who is not crazy.

“Scully, did we book a flight? Where is the hotel?”

Or maybe crazy in a more charming, less harmful way. She takes Mulder’s hand intto hers and leads him to their hotel without incident.

Scully is certain that they have two rooms. They must have. Mulder, now freshly showered with damp, spiky hair, sits in her bed surrounded by several pieces of paper. This is her room, she is sure of it. He’s chewing on his pen (he’s all out of sunflower seeds) and trying to figure something out. So is she; what is he doing in her room? In her bed?

“Mulder?” Her tongue feels too big for her mouth. She tries to tame her own damp hair; her arms too heavy to even attempt to hold the blow dryer. It’s not like she needs to look her best here in this Vampire-infested town anyway. Or whatever these people are.


“What are you doing?” Scully wants him to leave. Go wherever. He used her shower, fine, and if her nose is not mistaken, he also used her shampoo. She doesn’t care. All she cares about right this moment is sleep.

“I’m working on our report for Skinner. He wants to see us first thing in the morning.” Scully groans and Mulder eyes her curiously with the pen hanging from his mouth like a cigarette. There’s nothing left of his own confusion. Without her, he wouldn’t even have found his way back here. Now he looks as chipper as if he’s just returned from a vacation.

“Mulder, can we do this tomorrow, please? I’m tired.” She puts emphasis on the word hoping he gets the hint. He doesn’t. Instead he scoots over to make room for her on the bed. He’s got to be kidding.

“Skinner expects the report.”

“Since when do you care so much about reports?” Scully is too tired. She sits down next to Mulder, tears the folder out of his hands and looks at what he’s written down so far. None of it makes sense to her.

“Scully, I’m sorry they didn’t have any flights for tonight,” Mulder’s voice takes on a soft tone and Scully, against her better judgment, feels herself relax. “I know you want to go home. So do I. But we’re stuck here for another night and the sooner we deal with this,” he takes the folder back out of her hands, “the sooner we can file it away and forget about it.”

“Maybe you’re right.”

“Dear diary, today Agent Scully-”

“Mulder.” Her voice is sharp as a knife and he shuts up immediately. Out of the corner of her eyes she sees him grin.  

“So how about you tell me exactly what happened with you and Sheriff Buck Teeth.”

“Didn’t we go over this already?” Scully’s eyes refuse to stay open. The bed is surprisingly comfortable and Mulder is like a big, warm, soft pillow. One she shouldn’t use, but her body is drawn to his and she is just too exhausted to fight it.

“Uhm, no. Not this time. What did you two do in the car, Scully?”


“In the car,” she hears Mulder’s voice somewhere near. I can do this with my eyes closed, she reasons, and lets them drift shut. “What did you two talk about?” Mulder’s voice feels wonderful, Scully thinks with a small smile. Why can she feel it? Oh right. Her head is on his chest. She is not sure how it got there or if she should move away from him. Her body is no longer cooperating and Mulder, apparently, doesn’t mind.


“So you didn’t talk? In the car? What did you do with that guy, Scully?”

“Nothin’.” She mumbles against his t-shirt clad chest. He smells good. So very, very good. “Why are you in my bed, Mulder?” She asks him, taking in more of his scent, and sighs deeply. This must be a dream, she thinks. They don’t cuddle like this in reality.

“Actually Scully, you’re in my bed.”

“Hm. No. My room.” He chuckles and the gentle lift of his chest feels wonderful. He puts his arm around her, tentatively at first, but she doesn’t even think about asking him to remove it.

“You and Sheriff Buck Teeth, Scully.”

“Hartwell.” She mumbles, fighting against the pull of sleep.

“Hm. He had buck teeth, Scully. What did you see in him?”

“This for the report?”

“I need to understand it, don’t I?” Scully snuggles closer into his side beginning to feel cold. He lets her go of her for a moment so he can put a blanket over her. She sighs in contentment when his arms go around her again, holding her close.  

“He was interested.”

“Ouch, that’s all it takes for you? Good to know.”

“Shut up, Mulder.” She wants to get up, stare at him, hit him, but he’s too soft under her cheek.

“Did you just talk, Scully, or did you…”

“He talked and then he drugged me, Mulder.” When she feels his whole body stiffen, she puts her hand on his stomach. Gently caresses him until his muscles relax again. “Nothing happened, Mulder.”

“How do you know if you were drugged?”

“Was checked out at the hospital.”


“Before I found you.”

“You didn’t even think to look for me?”

“Mulder,” she whines, “I was drugged. You… slept it off.” Which, she figures, is why he is so wired now and she is everything but. He is quiet and she breathes in tandem with him. In and out, in and out. Scully feels herself drift off, safe in Mulder’s arms, when he leans away from her. She wants to complain, but he merely turns off the lights, and then she is back in his arms.

“The report?” She asks into the darkness.

“Can wait. Goodnight, Scully.” He holds her tightly, not even thinking about going to his – or her room – and she finds herself smiling before, finally, she falls asleep.  


…i haven’t decided on [my name] yet. i am considering the names ralph, alejandro, and salim. i am also oddly attracted to the word ‘radiator’. although i understand this is not considered a name.

raphael acloque as ten in s02 e01 of HUMANS.

anonymous asked:

Scenario of the reader hiding behind Izuku every time Todoroki is is around her because she has a huge crush on him and doesn't know how to deal with it?

So… this was not supposed to be this long. I was just writing, and it all kind of spiraled out of control. But I just love Todoroki so much and couldn’t stop. Hope you like it!

You weren’t sure when it had happened. Perhaps it was during the incident at USJ when you saw him take out all the villains in the area with a mere swing of his arm or maybe it was at the sports festival where you watched in awe as he began to face his demons, unleashing his beautiful flames with watery, heterochromatic eyes. You weren’t sure when it happened, but either way, you soon found yourself falling for him, slowly, but surely. You admired him so much, his strength, his resolve, and had no doubt that he would become a wonderful hero in the future. You wanted to talk to him and get to know him more. There was just one little problem…

“EEP!” you shrieked, abruptly grabbing Izuku by the shoulders and ducking behind him when Todoroki walked past. The bi-color haired boy paused for a moment at the sound, glancing around questioning before deciding to ignore it, and continued on his way. When he finally was out of sight, you sighed in relief and released Izuku from your iron grasp. “Sorry, Midoriya-kun,” you apologized. “I just can’t handle being around Todoroki-kun.”

He smiled sympathetically at you. “It’s fine, (l/n)-san. But you’re going to have to deal with him sooner or later.”

Uraraka nodded enthusiastically in agreement. “He’s right! It won’t do to be afraid of the one you like!”

Your face flushed red at her words. “I-I don’t like him!”

“Aw, don’t be like that!” a voice shouted from behind. A friendly arm wrapped around your shoulders, and you tilted your head up to find Kirishima staring back at you, a grin on his lips. “Everyone knows you do anyway. I bet the only one in the class that hasn’t realized it is Todoroki himself!”

A whimper left your lips as you discovered how blatantly obvious your crush was. You had thought you’d hidden it so well…

“It’s okay, (y/n)-chan! Just talk to him! Todoroki-kun has become a lot more friendly after the sports festival, so it shouldn’t be difficult.”

“I-I guess.”

But it was much easier said than done.

A flash of red and white.

“Midoriya-kun, hide me!”

A flickering of a flame.

“Midoriya-kun, get over here!”

The glitter of ice erupting from the ground.

“Midoriya-kun, stand up!”




Another two weeks passed by, and you had not even attempted to speak with Todoroki. The class was quickly growing exasperated by your behavior, and even Todoroki was becoming suspicious. Finally, they decided that enough was enough. You were going to talk to Todoroki whether you liked it or not.

You grabbed your tray of food from Lunch-Rush and, after thanking him, caught up to Izuku and Uraraka to find somewhere to sit. “Ugh, it’s always so crowded in here.” You then gasped when you saw the familiar red and white haired boy approaching you. “Midoriya-kun, quick, hide me!” You ducked behind him and buried your face into the back of his shirt as you tried to make yourself disappear. You waited for a few seconds. “Is he gone?”

Izuku sighed. “Yes, he’s gone.”

You separated from him with a relieved smile on your face. “Oh, thank God.” You then turned. And then you screamed. Because standing right in front of you with the most intense stare you’ve ever seen was none other than Todoroki Shouto. In your shock, you had jumped back, causing your tray to wobble precariously in your hands. Todoroki quickly stepped forward to grab the sides of your tray to stabilize it, and your face turned bright red when the tips of his fingers brushed against yours. “I-I-I don’t…” Your head whipped around to give Izuku a glare with teary eyes. “You tricked me, Midoriya-kun!” He shrugged helplessly with a guilty smile while Kirishima, Uraraka, Mina, and Kaminari, who were standing behind him, grinned mischievously.

“You were gonna have to confront him eventually!” Kaminari pointed out.

You were about to retort when you heard someone clearing his throat. You froze then mechanically turned to shyly look at the boy in front of you. “U-um, I-I have to go…” You attempted to pull your tray away from him, but his grip on it only tightened, preventing you from leaving. For a second, you briefly entertained the thought of just releasing the tray and making a break for it, but it seems he had expected that as your feet were soon encased in ice. “Todoroki-kun!”

“Why have you been avoiding me, (l/n)?” he questioned, tone serious but not necessarily cold.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you tried to lie.

“I think that you do,” he shot back. “You were completely capable of talking to me at the beginning of the school year, and now, I can’t get within 10 feet of you without you jumping behind Midoriya. Did I do something to offend you?”

“T-That’s not it!”

“Then what?”

“It’s nothing!”

“It’s not ‘nothing’, and you know it.”

You didn’t know what to do. You felt so cornered. “You’re just so cool!” you blurted out in your panic. He looked taken aback at your sudden comment. But once you started, you couldn’t stop. “You’re cool and strong and handsome and kind and reliable and sweet and I saw you help that kitten out of the tree last week and you’re just so fucking dense sometimes but that’s kind of cute too, but I’m just so insanely awkward and lame and have absolutely no idea how to talk to you since you’re so amazing!” You were panting when you finished, and the entire cafeteria had gone dead silent at your rant, most gaping at the scene. Even Todoroki’s eyes were widened slightly, not really sure of how to respond. Your face exploded in red once again in mortification. Had you just really said all that? In front of the whole school? “I… I’m so sorry.” Tears sprung up in your eyes; you felt so humiliated.

“Ah… no, don’t be.” He instantly became uncomfortable at the sight of your tears as he wasn’t known for being very good at consoling people. But still he tried. “You… don’t have to be afraid to talk to me. And there’s no need to put yourself down like that either; I’m not that great. Do you…” He hesitated, not sure if this was what you wanted. “Do you want to eat lunch together?”

“Eh?” Todoroki bent down to melt the ice on your feet then straightened to place a hand on your back and gently led you to the table he had been sitting at. He took a seat then glanced at you expectantly. So much happened so fast and your mind was in utter chaos. But you somehow managed to reply with a soft, “Okay,” and proceeded to sit down next to him. The cafeteria immediately broke out into cheers, catcalls, and shouts of “Go get ‘im, (y/n)!”, causing you to blush again. You took a glimpse at Todoroki and saw a confused expression on his face as he tried to figure out the reason behind the sudden commotion. You sighed. You practically just confessed to him in front of the entire school, and he still didn’t notice that you had a crush on him. He really was so so dense.

A hand ruffled your hair and you looked up to find Kirishima grinning down at you. “I knew you had it in you!” Midoriya and Uraraka were giving you a thumbs-up from behind him. Rolling your eyes, you swatted at his arm, and he raised his hands in surrender. “Fine, fine, I’ll leave you two lovebirds alone.” You glared at him as he left with your cheeks tinted pink.

You turned back to Todoroki, watching as he slurped up some cold soba. It had been so long since you had seen him so close up… His eyes flitted back to you and after swallowing, asked, “Is something wrong?” A dot of sauce was left on the corner of his mouth. You lifted your sandwich to your mouth to cover the small smile that spread across your lips and shook your head.

“No, nothing,” you answered truthfully. Because, now, there really was nothing wrong. You would have to thank Kirishima and the others later…

play (xii)

Originally posted by sefuns

❝nothing in this world can compare to my love for you❞
→ byun baekhyun/kim junmyeon
→ written on the same day as part ten & eleven (125 notes for an update)
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve ?
a/n: i’m so sorry for the late update… i can’t believe i slept on play for three months, but hi, i’m back here. i hope you’ll like this part, i worked hard, but not hard enough. i promise to update every month! i’ll make sure i’ll follow that promise. fun fact: play is more than year old now. enjoy!! please do tell me your opinions or critiques on this update, i’ll appreciate it a lot. without further ado, here is a 3.2k long, part twelve of play. :)

Though the roof above your head shielded you from the harsh rain of the thunderstorm and its notorious winds, the storm had its own little storm brewing as the familiar words from the director echoed through the speakers and around the whole theatre.

“Dress rehearsal starts at twelve noon.”

The clock mockingly ticked away as its hands moved forward, signaling to you that each passing second is a second closer to confronting him. Your only answer to it was a blank stare, watching the seconds turn into minutes until the time to prepare was finished, and the inevitable was to come in a few moments.

As expected, the booming sound of a knock against your door echoed three times and so did the voice of the director. “Dress rehearsal in five minutes, everyone get into your positions.”

By this time, your stylist has already finished your hair and make up and ushered you to hurry and change into your costume. The scenario was just like any other rehearsal, the same actions and words, the same hurried and nervous feeling, everything was exactly the way it was before except for the two star crossed lovers in both worlds.

The aching feeling of love that was once so genuine, the scorching hot passion unable to be kept hidden, the possibility of a beautiful and blossoming relationship… gone with the wind, buried deep beneath the ground, cursed by the heavens above.

And nothing could compare to the moment your eyes fell on his as you walked to the stage. No matter how hard you tried to push away your consciousness of his betrayal and your sorrow and longing, it wasn’t enough because love always needed more than what you could give, and to you, this was love; a one sided love where you gave him your all, and he was afraid to give you a bit of himself.

The liveliness behind those chocolate brown eyes of his was faded, a touch of gray tainted it. The ends of his supple pink lips no longer turned upwards nor in that famous dashing smile that had you and many other women swooning. The fairly tanned skin he wore was of a painfully pale color, the patch of skin right below his eyes darkened by the sleepless nights where he trudged over his mistakes and missed opportunities, regretting each second he ignored you.

For a short moment, the world turned quiet; the lights were dimmed, the passing footsteps decreased, the stage was empty, and in the middle of the silence was you and him; you and Baekhyun.

Nothing would have been able to help you prepare yourself for this inevitable moment; his eyes slowly rising to bear into your own, his almost dead and empty soul caged behind those deep brown orbs preparing itself for its own destruction as his eyes trailed closer and closer to look at yours, and when it did, the world was suddenly so beautifully dead. Despite everything, Baekhyun has stolen your heart, kept in well hidden in his own two hands. Beautiful in the way that this one sided love of yours could shake the earth beneath your feet, dead in the way this one sided love of yours would be the only great pain to strike your heart.

Because he was the one who owned it. Each and every vein and artery, every drop of blood was his, making you slave to the sweet sound of his voice and the tender feeling of his skin. Every part of you wanted to sing yet scream in that moment; alone, together, silent, dark, yet so lonely, cold, and painful.

No actions were made as you stared into each other’s eyes, filling the void with despair and lost hopes, hearing the clock tick as each second pass by, and another second of happiness is lost.

The prickling and defeating sense of letting your tears fall, your little pride and battered heart has had enough of this; crying over the same man who couldn’t and wouldn’t love you. As each tear stained your cheek, falling into the ground, you watched Baekhyun stare at you, emotionless and unmoving, unbothered by the fast he was the cause of your destruction.

Seconds felt like minutes and you both remained at your spots, watching each other, wondering and regretting, only realizing that the world was watching as the familiar voice of the director rang through the speakers. “Come on, people! We don’t have all day, just do the ending scene.”

Every cell in your body, every last bit of your heart and soul wailed as the thought occurred in your head, the scene of such tender sweetness and love, a scene so rare and impossible in your life where finally, not only have you found love, but love has found you. The happy and giddy sensation of your heart beating rapidly against your chest burned through your skull and through your heart, a feeling you’ve experienced so much yet so little.

Lost in a sea of familiar despair, you didn’t noticed anything as you stared into something brown and beautiful and of deep and beautiful color, suddenly moving closer towards you, losing the life out of it as the gap ceased to exist; Baekhyun was the first to move.

The pulsation of your heart against your ribs grew weaker, as if the the soul within your frail body was sucked out. Each step he took, though unnoticed by your brain but recognized by your body, made each breath you took shorter and shallower, a slow buzzing of what seemed like electric went trough your silent brain, and for once, your mind was empty and clueless as your eyes merely watched his movements, consciousness unable to register what was happening.

It only occurred to you the moment your cold hands found warmth in the hands of another, his body closer to yours as you continued to gaze at him, the tears you once thought were unstoppable never came, your body stood still as the time passed.

His hand took place on your cheek, caressing it as he stared into your blank eyes, the windows to his soul were as empty and as dead as yours. His hand was surprisingly cold when they touched the skin of your delicate cheek, you wondered how you found warmth in them a moment ago, then you’ve remembered it all; the play that never seems to end.

“You are my future.”

Meaningless words fell from his lips, rolled off his tongue so casually, so blandly, so lifelessly. The feelings once so raw and evident now gone  as the time of realization has hit the both of you that the damage was done, and repair was not an option.

Baekhyun. Baekhyun, you remembered, you noticed, fully aware of the small gap, his hand on your cheek, and the part of the script he said. You remembered the way he said them on your last show, so believable and full of emotions, he was sucked into the play and lived a part of his character took place within him… maybe more than a part as you noticed the similarities between them, almost as if Baekhyun relived his own character in the real world, hurting those who loved him and those he loved, you being in only one of those categories.

And you’re still staring into his brown eyes, the bright lights reflecting against them as they gazed upon you, hand still holding your cheek, softly moving his thumb across the smooth and delicate skin. You saw the hesitation in Baekhyun’s eyes, the way he partly opened his mouth and closed it, rethinking as his eyebrows furrowed ever so slightly that no one could have noticed except you; you who studied the beauty of his face, the angles of his body, the expanse of his skin your hands, eyes, and lips have met.

For a second, when your own teary eyes cleared, you recognized the familiar reflection of sadness in his eyes, and your heart hardened at the sight of it.

How could he be the one hurt in this situation when it was you being played? How could he have not realized that you were not just some puppet in his play or a character in his fantasy? How could he have not seen the pain he inflicted on you? How could he have not felt the small wet spots you left on his pillow before you left early morning? How could he have not noticed? How could he have been so blind? How could he have not cared at all?

The one thing that revolved around your head were questions, along with them came the memories of a not so long ago past of a some sort of terrible life. A life spent in a dolorous cycle filled with lies, more lies, and little to no truths (truth that came in the form of glimpses of Baekhyun’s unloyalty).

His apathetic and wavering heart would not accept your one, despite devoting yourself entirely to him. For sure, you knew, but maybe, you wanted to say, you’ve been too dependent on him, hoping to be the one leaning on his shoulder to cry, but at the end, there’ll always be an empty side of the bed the morning after, blanket cold, lacking of touch and warmth.

“I choose you.”

And the scripted tears turn out to be unscripted, and the proof that you were weak and vulnerable was evident as the scene continued, as Baekhyun continued to play with your heart, pulling at its strings with his fingers.

His hand still rested by your cheek, the touch now numbing. A tear, one single tear, fell, hitting his hand, sliding down from your cheek to his skin, a soft yet strong reminder of the pain he’s inflicted, the festering problem that grew from his arrogance and your ignorance.

But you’ve had enough of it, this was the end of it.

Before you could even think about fear, shame, guilt, or regret, your eyes met his, soul to soul, eye to eye. The burning furnace of your angry was obvious, you saw it in the way Baekhyun’s hand dropped from your cheek to his side, the way his eyes showed his slight submission. You were about to say it all, to relieve yourself of the heartache, and expose and leave him bare, but the loud echo of the director drowned your thoughts and bravery away before you had the chance to pounce.

“What’s wrong with you two? Where are my lovers that the audience loves? We can’t be called a romantic play if the romance doesn’t look real! Fix this right now before the second rehearsal begins,” you heard through the speakers surrounding the stage, lights suddenly coming to life, and the world seemed so much more smaller and unforgiving as you saw the people backstage and those seated in the audience; the world was once moving, moving too fast for you to catch up.

People were moving quickly, never stopping, flooding the stage that now seemed to be a busy street where you and Baekhyun remained unmoving, untouched. His eyes were focused on the ground, lost to the unkempt rhythm of footsteps and chatter, his hands remain by his side, chest rising and falling slowly. You remained as you were, immersed in some type of unhappiness and despondency, eyes fixated everywhere yet nowhere. Your feet were stuck to the ground, but your soul felt like it was floating above your drained body, wondering and adrift.

Like the Red Sea, the crowd spilt apart, and instead of your salvation came your curse. Amorous as ever, red as rose high heels clicking as they met the ground, hands and hips swaying with a confidence you’ve lost long ago, Nana came strutting towards you and Baekhyun, eyes filled with predatory instincts as she saw the proximity of you both, quickly making her way to intercept and cause a greater storm.

“Babe! What are you still doing here? It’s break time, Jaehyung’s finally taking a rest. Let’s go before we miss the chance to catch up,” she flirted, coquetry apparent in her voice, moving her body closer to his, her chest on his back as her hands snaked around his hips, hugging Baekhyun in front of you, resting her head on his neck, placing sultry kisses on the sensitive fair skin of his, the same one you used to kiss, caress, and adore.

Baekhyun kept silent, seemingly even more lost and dead than when you first saw him today, but something in his eyes flashed like a burning wildfire, he came alive, standing upright, taking her wrist in his hand.

And that was your queue to leave, and like the swift harsh winds that billowed outside, you moved past Baekhyun and Nana, leaving them to their devices. The last thing you remembered was the sinful smirk on Nana’s lips as your shoulder briefly pushed against hers, Nana’s hand caress the toned muscle of Baekhyun’s chest.

The next few moments were wiped away from your memory like a breeze. You remembered the sensation of weakness on your knees, shaking as you walked back to your dressing room. It wasn’t until you heard the familiar sound of the door slamming shut that you let the tears fall, droplet by droplet till it turned into a continuous shower of regret and woe.

The truth, the terrible truth I’ll tell you right now, is that Baekhyun is engraved in your dizzy heart, the one and only keeper of the key to your heart, and for him, you would risk it all because of the fate and destiny your heart decided was to be Baekhyun’s.

You remembered how suddenly his pale colors disappeared by the red flush of blood when Nana arrived, the way he allowed her hands to linger around his body sensually, the strong grip he had on her thin and delicate wrist, allowing her to continue her slow but deadly attack on his neck.

A sweet and familiar voice resounded through your dressing room, door opening slowly, revealing the face of a handsome, young man. “Y/N, I thought I’d come by to surprise you,” Junmyeon said, his honey-like voice filling you in with some unusual gloominess as he entered, leaving the door slightly ajar. His hands immediately rested on your shoulder as he stared at your face through the help of the wide mirror. You were sat down on a tall director’s chair, Junmyeon right behind you, you two would have been mistaken for a beautiful couple. You wondered if your eyes were still red, if he would notice-

“Why are you crying?”

Unfortunately, silence answered him, but Junmyeon already knew the answer. In an instant, he moved to your front and hugged you, holding onto you like you could just slip from his grasp right then and there (truthfully, you would have). He patted down your hair, cooing you as you continued weeping, soft and short whimpers coming out every time Junmyeon would mention something sweet.

“Why don’t I take you home, Y/N? I think we can call it a day,” Junmyeon offered, hoisting you up and out of the chair. He became your strength and balance at times like this when you were at your weakest and most vulnerable. Quite literally, he too became that as he helped you stand and walk, your knees still shaking from anxiety and grief. You wish you listened well when they said love hurts, you wish you could be blithe and free, to be aware and immune to Baekhyun’s cajolement and persuasion… then finally, as if for the first time, you noticed Junmyeon, the sweet and loving man who was meant to be nothing more than a one night stand, yet here he is, holding your arm as he walked you down the narrow halls of the theatre and out to the parking lot, holding out an umbrella as he sat you down on the seat beside the driver’s seat, gently helping you in before getting to his side of the car and out and away from the theatre.

Junmyeon played a few calming songs on the stereo as he drove, nothing too sad or too upbeat. He didn’t say a word, allowing you to rest your way beyond tired mind and heart. You watched him as he drove down the not so busy streets of the city, marveling at how perfect each line and curve of his was, wanting to press yourself against his body, relieve yourself from this pain, losing yourself to man like Junmyeon, so sweet, so kind, yet so manly, so strong.

You would be lying if you said he didn’t impress you. The sharp line of his jaw and cheekbones made you want to leave wet trails of kisses on them; his neck, showing off their veins, made you want to leave red love bite marks and bruises on them; his hands, the glorious masterpiece that could be the start to your end, made you want to hold them.

It didn’t take long till you arrived at your home. When the car was finally parked, and Junmyeon moved out of his seat, you’re released from this lustful spell. He made sure to get out of the car first to help you out, holding your arm until you got inside your home safely. He didn’t let go until you were laid down on your comforting bed, the cold mattress quickly absorbing your heat, reminding you of a few things you wish you couldn’t understand, you couldn’t remembered, you couldn’t feel.

You turned to Junmyeon, grabbing his hand. The shock on his face was readable as he looked down at your intertwined hands. You could see some sort of expectancy in his eyes, the well known look of a fire right before it ignites into a beautiful wild flame. “Yes, Y/N?”

“I’d like some alone time please, Junmyeon.” You watched as the flame died down, and his skin was drained from color. He took his hand away from your grasp, briefly nodding before exiting with a solemn smile. Right before he closed your bedroom door, without glancing back, he said in a solemn tone, “I’m always here when you need me.”

Then he was gone and so was the only source of warmth in this room, and once again, as always, either by independent choice or by coldhearted fate, you were alone.

Alone to think, to lose your head in a spiral of regrets, missed opportunities, and failures. You spun down and down, deeper and deeper into the endless abyss your mind trapped you in.

You wished you were stronger.

You wished that, at the start, you had confessed to him, confessed to Baekhyun, to tell him how your world now revolved around him, to tell him how fast your heart beats around him, to tell him how much you love to be around him.

Yet you wished that you cried less for him, that you moved on faster than him, that you could do better without him, maybe better with Junmyeon.

But if Baekhyun was gone, life would no longer be life, losing its essence to some lost cause that would lead you nowhere near the answer you’ve been searching for.

You laid your head down on the soft plush pillows, resting on your side, looking out the window, watching the storm grow stronger.

Strength… how funny you’ve called Baekhyun that when he was the one who introduced you to your greatest fear, one you were living with: losing him.

Snk Actor Au

•Loses his voice so much
•He voiced Nemo and Christopher Robin from Winnie the Pooh as a kid
•ALWAYS the victim of pranks
•Has to wear a green morph suit for Erens Titan form and he literally never takes it off its hilarious

•Hasn’t acted before this
•Known for her singing and modelling
•Best friends with Jess (Annie)
•Was so bad at using 3dmg even though Mikasa’s meant to be amazing at it

•John (Erwin) is his dad
•Everyone ships him and Jean’s actor
•Also known for playing Mello in Death Note and Juuzou Suzuya in Tokyo Ghoul
•The youngest on set

•Fangirls favourite
•He managed to mess up his lines so much people wonder if he ever actually looked at the script
•Was allowed to direct an episode but he ended up getting told off because he brought Marco back and turned Levi into a Titan
•When he’s doing press Leslie would imitate the fangirls screaming and act like a teenage girl while taking a bunch of selfies with him

•Most of the freckles were fake i’m sorry
•Still shows up on set every day even though he’s dead
•Laughs 24/7

•This was her first acting role
•Always snuck food on to set and got told off a lot
•Going out with Junior (Connie)
•Most of her lines were improvised
•Actually hated potatoes

•Brings donuts for everyone
•Remembers what donut everyone likes
•Known for his lead role in The Last Airbender (I hate myself too lmao)
•Best friends with Christian (Reiner)

•Swears so much
•But is actually so sweet
•Known as her role in Frozen and Elsa
•Can play the guitar and the piano

•They had to spay him with water between scenes because he definitely didn’t sweat THAT much
•Is actually that tall
•His first big role

•His little brother played younger Armin
•Loved smashing through the miniature version of Wall Maria so much that he purposely messed up to do it again
•His laugh is like one of those loud dad laughs it so nice and comforting
•Also auditioned for Erwin

•Has two kids, one of them played young Bertholdt
•The opposite of Levi
•Known John since they were kids
•Couldn’t do any scenes with Alex without laughing

•The eyebrows weren’t real I’m sry
•Only auditioned because Leslie made him but he ended up loving it
•Makes so many dad jokes it not funny
•Also known for his role as Captian America (yes b)

•Has two kids with Ian
•Sophie is her niece
•Speaks really quickly and messes up her lines
•Would make funny faces behind the cameras and make everyone laugh

•Never acted before
•Leslie’s older twin but they haven’t spoken since they were kids because their parents split up
•Irl relationship with Yvonne (Ymir)
•Her and Leslie have switched roles for two scenes and no one knows which ones so they can’t re-shoot them

•She was disappointed when she saw Ymirs Titan because she wanted to look like Annie or Eren but ended up looking like a troll
•Plays all the pranks with Junior
•Her freckles were real

Just... Ianto

So I was rewatching To the Last Man (as one does), and it came to The Kiss, and I just…..

I’m really sad we didn’t get more scenes like this because: 

It’s so sweet??? Because Jack’s kinda mopey, but he’s also flirting, and Ianto’s not having any of that, so he just goes straight in for the kiss, and that’s arguably my favorite scene in the entire show.

Ianto’s so assertive here, which is great because I feel like fandom sometimes makes him really passive in the relationship, but he’s also trying to help Jack, because Jack’s obviously struggling with something. And it’s also one of the best Janto moments there is — other than Jack asking him out or the pterodactyl scene (and a few others) — and Ianto’s the one initiating it!

Just… Ianto. 


A/N: I AM BACK!! OH MY GOD??? How have you guys been?? How was your holiday?? Mine’s ending next week as school starts on Monday ^^ I’ll post requests in this following week so be sure to check them out! I’m sorry for this to tale so long but here is the requested Seatmate!Jisoo! 

(Also whenever I think about the Chocolate MV, I get reminded of that “Joystick” line Joshua sung lmaooo)

Originally posted by joshuashong

  • Ok everybody saw this coming
  • Joshua is the Good Kid™
  • The one the teachers love because he’s so respectful and always submits his homework and assignments on time * 
  • He’s that kid who says s*** like “I didn’t study for the exam” and “I think I’m not going to pass” but passes with a f***ing A++ anyways
  • Everybody knows him as a friendly face who always smiles and say hi to people in the hallways
  • Does a lot of volunteering
  • Can be seen with his guitar doing YouTube covers during recess
  • Very kind and would drop everything to help someone
  • Like that time when he was super late to school because he was helping a pregnant lady get to the hospital??
  • The teacher was like “lmao get in, Joshua, everything ’swell”
  • Which also means he gets away with things without even trying bc everybody knows Joshua’s a good kid
  • He knows it too but he never use it to his advantage someone protect this angel
  • He’s got quite some fans at school ok
  • The funny part is when you got Joshua as your seatmate
  • Maybe it’s just the Universe’s idea of a joke
  • Because quite the contrary, you’re every definition of a rebel
  • You sleep a lot in class
  • Gets into the occasional fights but nothing too serious
  • You’re a familiar face in detention (for various reasons)
  • And while you do submit your homework/assignments, they’re almost always late
  • Despite all that, you pass your classes with good marks, much to the teachers astonishment and irk
  • And while you don’t cause that much trouble, you do intimidate people
  • Which led you to having few to no friends
  • And it awes people when they see the contrast between you and Joshua
  • Bc the Church Kid and the Rebel? so cliche
  • But you never really talked to him anyways
  • Bc you’re just so different and basically the opposite of each other that you never found a common ground
  • It’s like mixing oil and water and you both fill the same space without truly mingling
  • You never minded it except it’s always a pain whenever people compare you to each other
  • “Why can’t you be more like Joshua?”
  • “How can Joshua sit next to someone like her”
  • You have nothing against the guy but it’s just a pain that you’re stuck with the guy everybody puts on a high pedestal
  • So you work at the local ice cream joint that your parents own
  • Not a lot of people know of it and it’s pretty low-key
  • Which also means not a lot of people from school knows of it
  • And while you despise going to school, you absolutely enjoy working there
  • Because there in the ice cream shop, nobody sees you as the Y/N that gets into fights or the Y/N the troublemaker
  • Here, you’re the Y/N that gives out ice cream to little kids and when they smile at you you beam back
  • Here, you help elders pull out their seats so they can enjoy a chocolate sundae as they talk to their spouses
  • Here, you’re just Y/N
  • No prejudice, no ugly sneers, just Y/N who serves ice cream
  • One day Joshua was walking around town when he spot your ice cream shop
  • So he decided to treat himself to some
  • And imagine his surprise when he found you giggling to a five-year old as you hand her her ice cream come
  • Your eyes meet and you went OH NO
  • Bc what is he doing here? You don’t need to be constantly reminded of the perfect Joshua Hong lol
  • Your smile was replaced with a frown and it’s a shame bc Joshua thought you look so sweet smiling
  • “Not a word, Hong.”
  • He pretended as if he didn’t see that last scene but he can’t help but hide a small smile bc he just realized you’re kinda cute
  • He didn’t say anything and ordered
  • He was paying and without looking up to see your face, said “You should smile more. It looks good on you” 
  • And then he walked off with his strawberry ice cream like a f***ing boss
  • You never expected that from someone like Joshua so you can’t help but get flustered
  • Really flustered
  • Bc did he just flirt with you????? Holy crud
  • The next day you couldn’t even spare a glance at the guy
  • Joshua acted as if nothing happened, like you guys didn’t totally meet at the ice cream shop but they way he looks at you?? He looks like he’s teasing you
  • ‘The scary giant is actually’ soft his eyes seemed to say 
  • To your dismay, since that day, Joshua’s face frequent the shop more than you would like
  • Ofc your parents were overjoyed bc they got a loyal customer but dang it’s really distracting to have him hover around 
  • You couldn’t help but start to notice him
  • He usually would sit by the windows, sometimes reading a book or working on his laptop
  • You can’t help but memorize his usual order one scoop of strawberry ice cream with rainbow sprinkles in a cup
  • And little by little you couldn’t help but warm up to him
  • And you’re like ‘Oh no do I have a crush???? on Joshua Hong????’
  • It gets better
  • There was one time Joshua notice you struggling during a test and he couldn’t help but feel a little bad
  • So he wrote the answer on a little slip of paper and discreetly passed it to you
  • You looked at him incredulously and was like why but by then he had his back to you 
  • He totally did it bc he likes you
  • And hey it’s not like you’re a punk without a sense of gratitude
  • So after school, you treat him to free ice cream
  • You were in the middle of eating your ice cream when he drew closer and
  • “Oh, you got ice cream on your mouth.”
  • (thank god he didn’t lick it amirite) holy shi* Nat keep it PG
  • You made eye contact and dear God if Joshua isn’t more beautiful up close
  • You noticed the moles that sprinkled his face but didn’t quite catch them as Joshua pulled back
  • The worst part of it was he had the audacity to smile innocently at you, acting as if everything is completely normal the freaking snitch
  • Y’all know his church oppa feel is just a facade he’s worse than Jeonghan tbh
  • And again he just looked away casually, which again made you feel flustered bc WHAT THE H***
  • It’s just that Joshua enjoys ruffling your feathers, getting to know the you that you don’t show to other people
  • He especially enjoys surprising you and taking you by surprise bc he could tell you never expect and aren’t used to others to be so vulgar towards you
  • The first day he saw you smile and he found himself wanting to see more of them
  • And fine, he’ll admit to himself that he might have a crush on you fffff
  • You started to notice how Joshua was warmer and kinder to you than before
  • I mean, he wasn’t rude before but you don’t have the best relationship either 
  • But holy crud if the guy isn’t setting you up for a heart attack one of these days
  • Although his antics does intrigue you bc??? you’ve never had anybody treat you like that?? you’re just not used having your heart ready to beat right out of your chest
  • One day at school, you saw a senior bullying a freshman and although you may be a rebel, you are definitely not a bully
  • So you called out on the guy and told him to stop
  • He went up to you and started to get aggressive and called you names
  • You held your ground and when he saw you didn’t flinch, he slapped you
  • The next thing you know, the guy was off you and was on the ground with a bloody nose
  • The hallway went dead quite as your gaze falls on Joshua
  • Joshua whose breathing hard with his hand formed into a fist 
  • To say you were shocked was an understatement because nobody would have thought Joshua would go that far
  • Did Joshua just punched a kid??? Really???
  • Is the world ending?????
  • So now you’re both stuck in detention together
  • And you’re laughing inside bc Joshua looked like a sore thumb in the room full of troublemakers
  • “Are you ok?” he finally asked you
  • “Why did you punch that guy??”
  • “Look. Just because people think you’re a troublemaker doesn’t make them right.”
  • You raised an eyebrow at that
  • “Ok fine, not entirely true lol”
  • “Why are you so nice to me?”
  • Joshua was silent and then you felt his warm hand wrapped around yours under the table
  • “Because you’re more than that. They don’t know but I know. And you should, too. Because you’re more than what the label you as. Yeah, you might’ve made your fair share of mistakes but..I know deep inside, you’re a good person. Don’t listen to them. Listen to me. I’m here for you.”
  • And he said it with so much conviction, so much sincerity that you looked at him, and I mean, finally looked at him and you realized
  • You think you might be falling hard for him.
  • You realized his warm hand is still clasped around yours, his thumb moving comforting patterns onto your skin and you felt the heat in your cheeks bc Joshua is holding my hand asdfhlkl
  • You looked at him and see his ears turning red and it’s so endearing
  • And then you smiled and Joshua felt like he’s going to bursts anytime now because he’s the reason behind that smile
  • And you didn’t do anything but hold hands under the table with Joshua throughout your time in detention
  • But you you don’t mind bc to you, this is enough
  • And this might be the first time you say this but detention isn’t so bad with him around
  • Because you know he’ll always be right there for you

A/N: I’m sorry if this was a flop compared to the other one.. Joshua ended up a bit OOC towards the end imo.. I tried to brainstorm but not much came up :( I might rewrite this if I have better ideas one day, though, so Anon, I’m sorry if I might’ve dissapointed you!