and wonder where you are

Falling

Request: Hey!!! I’m in love with your fics! You write amazingly well! 😍 I was wondering if you could do 85 please? and maybe where she is kind of a bad girl also and isn’t going to make things easy for Billy or something. Thank you so much! (Even if you don’t do it)

Prompt: 85. “Did it hurt when you fell from heaven? I’m only asking because it hurt when I fell and I thought I might have done it wrong.”

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Reader

Warning: Swearing

Word Count: 758

A/N: Thank you for the request!!!! I currently have 15 requests (mostly Billy, but Jonathan and Steve too) and the continuation of Nightmares and Bruises. I am going to keep my ask box open but be aware that it may take me quite a while to answer your request.

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Originally posted by billy--hargrove

To say that Y/N L/N didn’t give a shit about school, or anything else for that matter, was an understatement. The girl didn’t pay attention in class, sometimes wouldn’t even show up, and when she did she was likely to raise hell. But that’s not what made the teachers, and most of the school body, hate her. The thing that got to them the most was that she was top of every class and her grades and GPA were above average; way above. She was smart and by god did she know it. Her appearance didn’t convey her intelligence at all. Most of the time she was in a leather jacket with a cigarette in-between her fore and middle fingers.

Billy Hargrove took a liking to her as soon as he laid eyes on her. Her mustang rivalled his Camaro and her attitude mirrored his. She was hot as hell and he couldn’t help but check her out every time she walked past. He noticed people generally stayed out of her way. He had asked Tommy about it and he learnt that Carol had tried to get a group to gang up on her that year previous and all the girls had to spend the day in the nurse’s office while Y/N was suspended. While her violent outbursts were infrequent and limited to when someone came at her first, she wasn’t afraid to get her hands dirty. Billy respected that. He also respected the fact, that unlike the rest of the female school body, she didn’t give two shits about the Californian hotshot.

Y/N normally skipped fourth period English on a Thursday because she had read the text about a hundred times and was already prepared for the exam. She sat in her usual place on the stairs at the back of the school with a cigarette between her lips. The sound of boots crunching on the gravel drew her attention and she turned to be met with the schools new, double denim wearing devil.

“Heard you were the person to talk to if I’m failing chemistry.” Billy said with his gorgeous smile as he stopped in front of her. They were in the same chemistry and Y/N was well aware of his grades.

“I’m not really the tutoring type, Hargrove.” Y/N flashed him a smirk that matched his own before taking a drag from her cigarette.

Billy merely smirked back at her. “C’mon, angel. I promise I can make it worth your while.”

Y/N scoffed and stumped out her cigarette. “There’s nothing you can give me that I can’t get anywhere else, Hargrove.”

“Fine. But, did it hurt when you fell from heaven? I’m only asking because it hurt when I fell and I thought I might have done it wrong.” He was still smirking at her.

“Really? That the best you got?” Y/N had to hold make her smile.

“Go out with me and I’ll show you the best I’ve got.” He raised his eyebrows suggestively. Y/N shook her head with a laugh. She reached into her backpack and pulled out a notebook. She slammed it into the boy’s chest as she walked past and he turned in confusion. “The hell’s this?”

“The chemistry notes that will make sure you pass.” She smirked as she turned on her heels to face him before lighting another cigarette. “Pass chemistry and maybe I’ll consider going out with you.” She took a drag of the cigarette as she walked off with a smile on her face. Billy merely watched her go with an amused expression. He could fall for this girl. He smirked to himself as he opened the book. This could be fun.

anonymous asked:

Hello! I was wondering if you could recommend me camren fanfictions where Lauren or Camila fall for their bestfriend's mom?

I don’t know much camren fanfic but I know someone who could recommend you some, my mom. No, seriously, my mama bern knows a lot of camren fanfics 😂 you can ask her 😚 go to @ohbananapancakes 💕

seattlebruh101  asked:

I've asked before but it's been a while so I think this is the correct place? So I submitted an ask about 3-4 months ago but I never found a response. I was wondering if you knew of any fics where Stiles is persecuted for or slut shamed? A fic that fits the bill is Heartbreak Is The National Anthem by Standinginanicedress. Outside material that I have in mind is also Easy A w Emma Stone. I'll end this by telling u all how much I love your blog and that I appreciate all the effort you all put in!

Ok, @seattlebruh101. - Anastasia

Originally posted by dylanobriengirl

Satin and Lace (More than Just a Pretty Face) by amadnesskinks

(1/1 I 2,734 I Explicit I Sterek I Rape)

Maybe Stiles shouldn’t have sent that text, but it’s too late now. He’s dressed up all pretty and Derek’s already through his window.

almost famous by thorgasmed

(1/1 I 10,761 I Explicit)

So the thorn in his side, the bane of his existence, is a tall skinny boy in skinny jeans, covered in tattoos from his neck to his feet. In some photos he has a buzzcut and in others he has a short mohawk. His lobes are stretched huge and he has two silver studs under his bottom lip. He looks how Derek pictured him; a smug delinquent.

Take Shelter by tresshots

(6/6 I 19,028 I Explicit I Sterek)

Stiles loves cock. Everybody in Beacon High knows it. They may whisper about him taking it up the ass, but at least he’s getting some.

Cue in Derek Hale. One year older, handsome and totally unobtainable – or that’s what Stiles thought. It didn’t take more than one suggestive curl of Derek’s eyebrows and Stiles got on his knees, just like that. So what if Derek doesn’t want to hold his hand in public? He hits all Stiles’ kinks at once, and anyways it’s just taking some time, Stiles figures, for Derek to come on terms with being in a relationship with a guy…

All My Stars Aligned by Green

(1/1 I 21,384 I Explicit I Chris/Stiles/Peter)

Stiles needs to find an alpha ASAP. Actually, the doctors say he really needs two. Damn biology.

Chris and Peter are two alphas in hopeless, doomed love with each other.

anonymous asked:

Hey, Van! I didn't see it in your faq, but I was wondering where you go for inspiration? Or what types of art/art styles/etc inspired/s you and your style? Have a good day!

my styles not really from any other art, i just kinda draw stuff, i dunno 0^: i get inspiration from thinkin 2 much about stuff and then drawing to relieve the stress of thinkin about stuff 2 much

theashesphoenix  asked:

Hey. I'm a HUGE fan of DRARRY but I was wondering if you know any fics where Draco is best friends with the Trio? Where Ron and Draco have an awesome bromance and Draco and Harry are together? I really want to read something different instead of Draco being hated by them. Plus if you could throw in some domestic fic where DRARRY are married & parents to their kids?

I hope the fics you’re looking for are among these wonderful lists:

Draco & Ron friendship

Draco & Hermione Friendship by @dragontamerdrarry


And for the 2nd theme you asked:

by @capiturecsmarriage/well-established relationships + #established relationship

by @dragontamerdrarry : Established Relationship + Married  

by @mxlfoydracoEstablished Relationship Marriage & Kid Fics

and AO3 tag : #Established Relationship

i pronounced Savathun as Save-a-thon last week, which–according to my sister–makes it seem like she’s one of those extreme coupon people

so if you’re wondering where’s she’s been all these centuries, don’t worry, she’s just finished her coupon folder–the Book of Savings, if you will–and she’s getting ready for a bomb-ass shopping trip that’s gonna single-handedly ruin the City’s economy 

anonymous asked:

Nyx Ulric + “ I could just eat you up.” and “Let me make you feel good”? ;)

A/N:  Anon-san! You really did give me a bit of a challenge, as I’ve not had the chance to write for Nyx before. I hope this doesn’t come across too OOC for him. ><; I hope you like it!

Tagging: @alicemoonwonderland @momokitty27 @major-artery @blossattic @kairakara101


You looked up at the clock, your brows lifting slightly as you noticed the time. You tilted your head a little, wondering where he was, when your phone went off with a notification. You quickly swiped your thumb across it to unlock it.

From: Your Hero ♥
‘Sorry Princess running late! I should be there in an hour!’

You huffed as you realized he had changed his name in your phone again, and you shot him off a quick reply.

From: You
‘Ok, no worries ‘hero’. See you soon!’

You hummed, glancing back at the message, that you sent just over an hour ago and you tapped your phone against your leg. You weren’t upset. Far from it in fact, as you had changed your plans for the evening as far as your date, you just conveniently forgot to tell him.

You were on the couch when you heard the door to your apartment open, as he had the spare key, and you rose to your feet to rush over to greet him.

“Hey.”

He smiled, and panted softly. “Sorry I’m late Princess–Wait, why aren’t you ready?”

You chuckled as his eyes raked over you, as you were dressed in your favorite pair of sweatpants, and one of his old t-shirts. His brows shot upwards as you moved closer, took his hand in yours and gently kissed his cheek.

“Well, when you told me you were running late, I sort of made a change of plans.”

He blinked. “Change of plans?”

You chuckled softly, and gently pet your thumb against his knuckles before let go to head into the livingroom. He was quick to follow after kicking off his boots and taking off his Kingsglaive coat to hang it by the door. His eyes widened in surprise a little as you turned around to face him, and walked backwards into the room, your hands behind your back.

“What if I told you, that instead of going out, I ordered your favorite takeout and got some fancy cupcakes from a friend?”

He continued to look surprised as he looked over at the coffee table where you had dinner laid out and waiting for him. He smirked a little as he looked back to you, before he moved close, and let off a content groan as he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead.

“I’d say as long as there was lots of couch-cuddling, kisses, and movies involved, I just might consider you a genius.”

You chuckled softly, letting your fingers pet down his arms to his hands, grasping them gently as you lead him over to the couch.

“So, which movie are we starting with first?”

You pointed to three of the newest releases you knew he hadn’t had a chance to see yet, and he picked one, popped it into the player, then moved back to the couch. The two of you ate in comfortable silence for awhile before you ended up cuddling close to each other on the couch.

You couldn’t help but squirm however as his lips traveled along your neck down to your slightly exposed collarbone. You gasped as he nipped at the nape of your neck, and pulled you closer to him.

“Mmnn… you look good in my shirt. I could just eat you up…”

You hummed softly, smirking a little as you let your fingers slowly play down his chest, up and under his shirt to play across his warm skin.

“Could you? What about the movie?”

He huffed and gave you his signature roguish smirk as he grasped your hips and turned, so that you were pinned under him on the couch. You gave off a gasp as his lips ghosted over yours before he lifted his head enough to look down at you.

“That’s what it’s on DVD for…”

You bit your lower lip as his fingers played past the waistband of your sweatpants, and you couldn’t stop the shiver that ran down your spine at his groan as his fingers played across your folds. His eyes widened in surprise as you giggled softly.

“Well, we weren’t going out, remember?”

He practically growled, and slowly let his lips run along the length of your jaw.

“Please Princess…let me make you feel good?”

anonymous asked:

hi im kinda new to the fandom and i was wondering if you could tell me where the thing that richie's parents are horrible people come from? ive read some of the book and it seems that wentworth wasnt horrible but ive only read some so sorry if this sounds uneducated!! love ur blog btw

yeah from what i know theyre not overly terrible in the book! in the movie its canon that richies mum is an alcoholic, i think ??? thinking about it im not even that sure someone get on this in case im wrong

anonymous asked:

so this is kind of specific and as a result I haven't had much luck looking for anything like this. I was wondering if you knew of any fics where Steve went into the military and Bucky stayed home, and Steve kept a pic of Bucky in his pocket? Maybe they even write to each other? that'd be really cool if you knew anything like that, tysm in advance!! If not, I could always write something like this myself ;D

i’m not sure if there are fics that encompass all of that, but you should check our Pen Pals/Letter Writing tag and our Veteran!Steve tag :D

and for civilian bucky and vet steve fics, i can rec:

Running Up That Hill series by gingertintedglasses

War Vet Steve Rogers is seriously injured, and Civilian boyfriend Bucky Barnes goes to see him at the hospital.

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Skilled Hands by CowandCalf | Archive of Our Own
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

I did it! OMG!

I finished my McDanno AU and I’ve started to post, just now I uploaded my first chapter. And as always I’m so wired after posting and I’m a wreck too. Posting is such a challenge.

My biggest THANK YOU goes to you @cherryblossomsm I had some heavy doubts during this crazy ride writing this damn huge piece. And whenever I thought I reached a dead end, there was your wonderful, fabulous and always supporting way, where you convinced me to not lose my trust. Thanks so much, sweetheart, for all your cheering on and your believe in me. Mahalo my wonderful friend and so much love for you.

I want to thank you, guys @wizardclarissa @captainxamerica @murphyhatesme @kyflythehawaii for your fantastic support and your answering to my post two months ago, or another one regarding my writing. You definitely kept me going! Thanks SO VERY MUCH for this energy boost!

Then to you, Hon! Thanks so very much @legolastariel for your tremendous way of letting me know you think of me. Your words, your texts and your constant interest what is going on with my writing were cheering me on, so damn much! And it’s not even your fandom!! Thank you, Luv!!

Then, my girl from iceland, Darling. Thank you a thousand times, my gorgeous friend @mymcdanno for your fantastic, uplifting and marvelous way of letting me know, what I mean to you and how much you appreciate my writing. I can’t tell you how much I cherish your words and your thoughts, my dear friend. You always managed to move me to the core and to believe in my writing. Mahalo my sweet friend.


Guys, I’m so excited, so thrilled and at the same time dead on my feet and fucking nervous. And I’ve only started with the posting. And you know what I fear the most? Typos!!! Holy shit, seriously, those fuckers will haunt me forever.

Mahalo to all of you! Love you all!

anonymous asked:

I just read the ask where you drop the reader numbers, and i wonder: are the comixology subscribers counted in the monthly issues? or do you get only diamond stats? besides, is subscribing to comixology instead of buying paper issues harmful to the creators or not at all? asking because im not american so i prefer to read issues digitally instead of wasting money on shipping and i want to support my fav creators but im afraid it may do them harm

It does include them, though that number is very rough. We get Comixology stats eventually - as in, every six months. They’re also harder to unpack, as I’m not 100% sure what everything means. Last time I had a vague look, it seemed to be around 3000.

We all get the money eventually. We always advise people to buy stuff in the format they want.

Confessions (and Batman)

A/N: I’m back and ready with another Barry Allen fanfiction! Yay!

Request: “Your writing is wonderful!! Would you mind writing a shy!reader x Barry where they both like each other but neither one knows? If not that’s okay too! Thanks!!” I’m so happy you like my writing! I would be more than happy to write this! If you have a request, please send it! I would be more than happy to write it for you!

Pairing: Barry Allen/The flash x shy!reader

Description: Barry just wants to tell Y/N how he feels. Y/N just wants to tell Barry how she feels. They’re both just a little too awkward to confess anything, though. 

Warnings: swearing??? That should be it

This is also probably trash but maybe you’ll like it??? idk

Originally posted by kim-taeyeon

Barry didn’t expect Bruce Wayne to be sitting on a chair in his computer lab when he walked into the warehouse, and definitely didn’t expect Bruce Wayne to ask him to become apart of his team to defeat Steppenwolf. 

“Okay, but there’s nothing special about me,” Barry said, walking over to one of his computer’s. 

“Then what’s this costume for?” Bruce asked, standing up and walking over to the flash suit. 

“I do competitive ice dancing,” Barry lied, pulling up a tab on his computer. 

“Right, right.” 

Just then, the warehouse door opened and you, his best friend and crush-not-crush, walked in. 

Barry turned around and looked at you, smiling. You smiled back and both of you blushed. Bruce noticed this and looked from you to Barry. He then quickly pulled out a Batarang and threw it in your direction. 

Barry’s eyes went wide. He knew what Bruce was doing, trying to get him to show his power’s. Everything was suddenly in slow motion. He ran over to you and grabbed your wrist with his left hand, pulling you out of the way. He grabbed the Batarang with his right hand and caught it between his fingers. 

Bruce smirked and sat back down in the chair. “Not special, huh?”

“You know, this is lovely and all, but I would appriciate if you didn’t throw Batarangs at my girlf- best friend. Thanks.” 

You blushed behind Barry and looked at the ground. 

“Okay, well hurry up and make up your mind, kid.”

 Barry sighed and let go of your wrist. “Yeah, I’ll come.” 

“W-wait, where are you going?” You asked in a whisper.

“I have no idea. I just have to go with Mr. Wayne here to-”

“Can I come?” 

The question caught both Barry and Bruce off guard, as they stared at you for quite a few minutes. 

“Depends,” Bruce said. “Can you fight?”

“Well, kind of. I know how to shoot a gun and use a bow and arrow, though.”

Barry coughed awkwardly. “So you’re saying that you know how to use a bow and arrow but you never told me?”

“Yeah…” 

Barry looked at you with admiration in his eyes. 

Bruce cleared his throat and looked at you. “Okay lovebirds, hurry up, we don’t have all day.” 

You blushed and looked down. 

“Right,” Barry mumbled, “Sorry.” 

Both of you walked in opposite directions. You went to grab your jacket and Barry went to grab a box of pizza. When you were done you meet at the door with Bruce. 

“Why the hell do you have a whole pizza?” Bruce asked Barry as the three of you walked out to Bruce’s car. 

“Well, since I have super speed, I burn calories, like, ten times faster than the average human would, so I have-” 

You started to zone out after a while, falling asleep in the back of Bruce’s car.

—–

“So anyway, the problem with-”

“Let me stop you right there, kid,” Bruce said. “You talk way too much.”

“Right, sorry. It happens when I’m nervous,” Barry muttered, looking out the car window. 

There was an awkward silence before Bruce spoke up. 

“So, tell me about your girlfriend.” Bruce looked at Barry and smirked.

“She’s not my girlfriend.”

“You sure? I mean, the way the two of you look at each other and the way you both blush while talking to each other kind of makes it seem like you’re a couple.”  

“Yeah, well, we’re not, so just drop it.” 

“It’s kind of obvious she likes you, Barry,” Bruce stated. 

Barry snorted. “I wish.”

“You should ask her out.”

Barry looked at Bruce with his mouth agape. “What?”

Bruce sighed. “Listen, kid, you like her, she likes you. Ask her out. You two would make one hell of a couple.”

“I-I can’t. I mean, god I want to so bad, but I can’t. She’s my best friend and I don’t want to ruin our friendship if she doesn’t like me back. I wish I could but, I just can’t.”

“Kid, listen. You have to try. If you don’t try now, you may never get the chance.”

“Yeah, but what if-”

“Enough of the ‘what if’s’. You’re going to ask her by the end of the day, got it?”

“Um, yeah. Okay, yeah. I’ll ask her by the end of the day, I promise.” 

—–

You woke up just as Bruce parked his car at the Batcave. Bruce opened the door and stepped out of the car, you and Barry following after him. 

“Oh my god…” Barry muttered, looking around. 

“Pretty great, right?” Bruce asked, walking away. You and Barry followed likewise, taking in your surroundings as you walked along. 

At one point Barry absentmindedly reached out and grabbed your hand, intertwining your fingers. You blushed and looked down at your intertwined hands, smiling to yourself. 

You continued to follow Bruce for a few more minutes before you stopped in a large room. At a table sat a young woman and an older man. The young woman stood up and walked over to you and Barry. You felt Barry drop your hand when she reached you two. 

“You must be our new recruits. It’s wonderful to meet you. I’m Diana.” 

She held out her hand Barry took it. “Hi Barry, I’m Diana,” Barry said. “Wait, no, that’s not right.”

You snickered as Diana pulled away and put her hand out towards you. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Y/N.”

She looked at both of you and smiled. “So, are you two a-”

“No, we’re not,” Barry protested, cutting her off. 

“Oh.”

An awkward silence settled in the room before Bruce cleared his throat. “I’m just going to need to take Barry here for a few seconds, to, talk,” Bruce suggested, grabbing Barry’s upper arm.

“But, Mr. Wayne-” Barry interrupted.

Bruce pulled Barry away before you could here anything else. You swore you saw him wink at Diana before he left. 

“So, Y/N,” Diana began, starting to walk forward. “Tell me about yourself.”

“Well, uh, I like animals, and art,” you muttered. “I also guess I like read. I mean, okay, I love to read. I can shoot a bow and arrow, too.”

“That’s cool. I know how to use a sword.”

“Cool.”

It was quiet for a minute and you could only hear the clicking of Diana’s heels. “Do you have a boyfriend?” 

You felt your face heat up. “Well, no, but-”

“Are you interested in anyone by chance?”

“I mean, yeah, but-”

“It’s Barry, isn’t it?”

You sighed. “Is it that obvious?”

She laughed. “Just a little.”

“Damn.”

“You should ask him out. Like, on a date. I’m positive he likes you, too.”

You snickered. “That’s funny.”

“Oh, come on. It’s obvious he likes you back. I mean, he was the one that grabbed your hand, wasn’t he?” Diana smirked.

“You saw that?”

“Obviously. We all did. You could probably hold his hand more if you asked him on a date.”

“Yeah, no.”

“Why not?”

“Out of all the people in the world he could possibly like, why the hell would it be me?”

“Well, you’re a beautiful young lady who is very sweet and is an absolutly wonderful person, even if I’ve only known you for an hour or so.”

“Your point is?”

She sighed. “Y/N, my point is that you should take that chance and-”

“WE’RE BACK!” Bruce exclaimed, walking in the room with Barry following behind him. 

“Wonderful. Bruce, do you think I could talk to you for a minute?” Diana asked, smiling at Bruce.

“Of course.” 

As they were walking out of the room, Diana turned around and winked at you. 

“Hey,” you muttered.

“Hey.”

There was a long pause before you both spoke up. “So I was thinking-” 

“You first.”

“No, you go.”

“Okay,” Barry paused. “So, I was wondering if you maybe wantedtogotothemovieswithmethisSaturday?”

You looked at him for a few seconds in confusion. “W-what?”

“I was-I was wondering if you wanted to go to the movies with me this Saturday?” He mumbled, looking at the ground.

“Like-like a date?”

“I mean, yeah. O-only if you want it to be a date, though. It doesn’t have to be if-” You cut him off by gently pressing your lips against his. 

The kiss was over about as quick as it happened, but for Barry it felt like forever.

“So I’m gonna take that as a yes?”

“Yes, Barry Allen. I would love to go on a date with you.”

You both smiled at each other, leaning in for another kiss.

“FINALLY!”

—–

Hope you liked it! Remember to send a request if you have one!

anonymous asked:

I don't know if you're still taking prompts, but i just discovered your writing and it's amazing and I can't help myself. I was wondering if you could maybe write something where Isak hurts himself? Intentionally or unintentionally because he's so overwhelmed or worked up about something. I know you touched upon this topic in your 'Sweet Boys..' fic and I would just like to see it explored further bc i think itd be cathartic. Sorry if youre not taking prompts or if this is too dark!

These Hands

3k of angsty hurt/comfort that’s waaaaay to long to copy into an answer so have the AO3 link! I’m sorry it took me so long to answer your prompt; I just wanted to do it justice!

TW for self-injuring behaviour.  There is a description of a second degree burn, but I don’t think it’s too graphic? However: this fic MAY be triggering for some, so PLEASE proceed with caution.

anonymous asked:

heya! i was just wondering, where did you see the movie? i’ve been looking for it everywhere haha

its currently out in the korean cinemas but im not sure abt the other countries ;;-;;!!

Technically Under the Mistletoe

This was a prompt requested by the lovely @reigns420

Prompt: 1.) “Ignore the fact that the mistletoe is in my hand, kiss me anyway,” with Baron Corbin.

Word Count: 393

Pairing: Baron Corbin x Reader

Warnings?: None

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I’m just getting ready to go shopping, so I’ll let you guys know if I buy any Astrology books!! This also means that if I’m not home before 2ish, I’ll be heading to work instead, which means asks won’t be answered till later in the evening. Hopefully I don’t spend that long shopping!!! (As it is currently just after 10am for me) but yes, just in case you are wondering where I am or getting impatient, I’ll be back at the latest tonight!