can someone write a fic like this or

apprenticedmagician  asked:

“Why are you/we whispering?” - Here's a prompt! I feel it's one you can use to sneak in two pairings if you wanted; one pair hiding and (accidentally?) spying on the other having a moment *snicker* I was thinking Ransom/Holster either way but I know you like Nursey/Dex as well! Go wild!


Justin’s coming down the stairs in search of a snack for the next leg of his o-chem study sesh, minding his own business and hoping there’s pie left over, when someone grabs his wrist and pulls him off his path to the kitchen.  

He’s not surprised to see it’s Holster pressing him against the wall, hand wrapped around Justin’s wrist.

“Can I help you?” Justin says flatly.

“Shhh!” Holster half spits his reply as he ducks down to peer around the corner and into the kitchen.

Justin hopes his eyebrows manage to convey how unimpressed he is when Holster straightens back up. He doesn’t let Justin move from the wall so apparently the message is not received.

“Dex and Nursey are in there,” Holster whispers, jerking his chin towards the kitchen.

“Why are you whispering?” Justin asks and gets Holster’s hand over his mouth for his troubles.

Justin lets out a deep sigh through his nose; there’s probably no more pie if the Frogs are working there. He licks Holster’s hand and when he can move his upper body without the 200-odd pounds of d-man crushing it, he leans to look through the doorway to see for himself, twisting his spine awkwardly because Holster still has his hips pinned to the wall.

Nursey and Dex are sitting side by side, their books spread out over the kitchen table. There doesn’t seem to be any pie left on the counter, but he’s looking into the kitchen from a weird angle so he can’t say for certain. It’d be a normal every day scene in the Haus except for the distinct lack of fighting going on in the kitchen.

Holster’s smile is kinda creepy when Justin straightens up.

“There’s no pie, is there?” he asks in his regular speaking voice. Holster punches him in the chest, which fair, Justin’s purposefully missing the point in protest of the snack he’s not getting.

“They’re getting along!” Holster says, voice as quiet as Justin’s ever heard it. It’s weird. Holster looks into the kitchen again. “Rans, the Frogs are growing up and D-bonding!” He whisper-shouts that last bit, spitting slightly.

“Say it, don’t spray it bro.” Justin wipes his face on Holster’s t-shirt.

“I’m just so proud,” Holster continues, ignoring Justin to still whisper-shout in his face. “It feels like just yesterday they were arguing about double knotting their laces.”

Justin rolls his eyes. “They were arguing about that yesterday.”

“Yeah, but look at them now, all grown up and sharing the table.” Holster sighs dramatically. “D-men bonding is so special. Do you remember our Frog bonding?”

Justin shakes his head, thinking back to their first year on the team where he and Holster somehow managed to live out of each other’s pockets without actually living together. Their off-ice bonding included a lot of bowling and arguing about T.V. shows, but whatever it worked and made their on-ice bond that much stronger.

He succeeds in shoving Holster off him so get can go find the cookie dough he saw Bitty mixing earlier if there’s no pie, but freezes in the doorway before he makes it further than a step into the kitchen.

“We didn’t bond like that in our frog year Holtzy,” he says quietly, staring at the train wreck that is Dex and Nursey full on making out over their homework. They’re really going at it, not even stopping for breath when Holster forgets he’s using his inside-voice and asks, “What?”  

He settles his chin on Justin’s shoulders to look past him into the kitchen. “Oh fuck, nope.” Holster laughs, his breath tickling Justin’s ear. “That was junior year bonding.” He grabs Justin’s hand again.

“You owe me a study snack,” Justin sighs, but lets himself be pulled out of the kitchen and up to the attic. He doesn’t want to deal with the fall out of either Frog noticing that their chosen spot for a moment isn’t so private anymore. Idiots.

“You wanna go to Annie’s?” Holster asks in a normal voice.

“Yeah, but text the Haus that there’s very important D-man bonding going on so they don’t get caught,” Justin says, nudging Holster out of the way so he can pack his backpack. He’s going to be productive even if the rest of the d-line isn’t.

“Are we gonna bond?” Holster wriggles his eyebrows suggestively. He laughs when Justin swings his backpack onto his back, narrowly avoiding slamming it into Holster’s gut.

“Never again if you don’t let me finish my notes.” Justin is only half serious with the threat. He turns to make Holster pack his own backpack so he’s not a complete distraction at the coffee shop.

“I’ll be good.” Holster grins, hooking his hands on the bottom of Justin’s backpack straps. He rubs his thumbs over the exposed skin where the the backpack has rucked up Justin’s shirt.

“You’re a such a liar,” Justin says. He pushes Holster away. “I’ll leave without you!”

Holster throws random books into his backpack as he replies, “You can’t D-bond without me Rans.”

Justin watches him pack a textbook that he’s pretty sure he hasn’t looked at since they first moved into the attic, and is really sure that he doesn’t want to d-bond with anyone else.

Holster’s answering kiss when Justin tells him so is worth the chirping he hears the entire way to Annie’s.

anonymous asked:

Yo is there anyway we can help with said blockage cus dat fic is ma fave. In the meantime, any other paraltiago fics to recommend? (BTW not the same noni as the one who initially asked bout the BuzzFeed au:) )

(i love to talk to anyone about peraltiago fics) And I just need to write I’m just not too inspired rn but I shall soon<3

Some fics omg this is so much i have so many

hope this fills the void that is left by the finale

taeminleaf  asked:

had a weird fic idea, idk how it would work but: jongtae are each other's kryptonite in the literal sense. they fall in love nd when they kiss or whatever its painful and ye. :> Kryptonite! Au (you would do this way better justice than me)

“Taemin’s the person in my dream. My lover. Taemin.” Jonghyun repeats the name just because of how right it feels coming from his mouth.

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anonymous asked:

Who are some of your favorite SLBP fic authors?

Well there is a lot of talented authors here . Personally I like to read whatever @mikawa-province, @jemchew or @frywen-babbles write . I enjoy their stories a lot . Than I can’t miss : @manju-girl , @i-dont-look-good-i-look-great , @nikkihime , @rose-of-yonezawa . Ugh I can’t come up with more and I apologize if I missed someone . All authors are great on their own terms and I support every one who is passionate in their writing, regardless style or type …

anonymous asked:

How about an Squip x reader where the reader and the Squip get into a bad fight, the reader gets really upset, and the Squip becomes really guilty? With cuddles, please. :)

im not good at writing arguments so this is more the aftermath of it
its more hugging than it is cuddles, sorry
also idk if this was ever covered in the musical but in the book at least jeremy can make the squip shut up for like a few minutes at a time by telling it “shutdown” assume that’s where the squip is at the beginning of the fic

You hate fighting. The shouting and the hurt feelings and the all the little ways you can make someone angry at you. And when someone knows you inside and out like the squip does, it’s an uneven battlefield. You can’t win.
You told your squip to shut up, and now you’re left to your feelings of frustration and… fear, maybe? Some sort of sinking feeling that things aren’t okay.
You’re crying. Not too much, but there are a few tears rolling down your cheeks and your eyes hurt.
You feel a tap on your shoulder. You turn around to see the squip.
“I would like to apologize for the disagreement we had,” it says.
You look at it without saying anything, nodding a little.
“I… I said some things that I feel remorse about. I understand that apologies don’t heal wounds, but…”
The squip pulls you into a hug.
“I’m really sorry,” it tells you. Its voice is more emotional than usual. It sounds more honest.
“I’m sorry too,” you reply. You can feel the rise and fall of the squip’s chest, something you weren’t really expecting, considering it’s a computer.
The squip removes itself from the hug so it can look you in the eye, still keeping its hands on your arms.
“I forgive you,” you say.
A smile spreads on the squip’s face, and seeing that kind of candid smile on the squip has you smiling too.
It wipes the tears from your eyes and hugs you again. Hugging the squip feels just like hugging a human, except for the robotic whirring sounds inside its chest. Hugging it feels really nice, you love the feeling of its big arms wrapped around you and its head tucked into the groove of your shoulder.

anonymous asked:

Hi Luni, I just wanted to say that I love your kitten!Sebastian series!! I feel like the criticism of it being out of character (I don't agree) can't really be applied here because it's not something that would ever happen our world, so how can we know how someone would react, and also, you've said that when you write RPF, it's based on the actor's public personas/images, because we can't really know them. (I'm the person who commented lots on each chapter of AC recently)

Yeah, without getting into a Big Discussion™, I feel like OOC critique is a really odd one for a fic that is both RPF and AU, for exactly those reasons - like, I’ve never claimed that this is the ‘true them’, and they’re facing entirely new SF-future challenges anyway, so they’ve been shaped by that in different ways?

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i started writing original fiction because of a comment i got on a house md fic i wrote when i was 12 years old. someone said “this is out of character, house and wilson would never act like this.” so i thought, “if i make my own characters, no one can ever tell me they’re out of character, because i decide,” and i started planning my first novel. now i’m 23 and i’ve written 4 novel-length works, i have a degree in publishing and i work at a literary magazine, largely because someone insulted my house fanfiction. follow your dreams.

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I never liked the idea of Will’s dad being a jerk, (like he is in ALL fics) I always thought he was just a guy that didn’t know how to express his love for his son in more open ways, after all Will never talked in a bad way about him, and even some of the things he loves are things his dad taught him.

I ended up joking over twitter that his dad was Ron bc they share many hobbies and the way they live, and well a joke led up to this…(Hannigram are still on the run tho  but Ron doesn’t watch tv and lives in the middle of nowhere so he doesn’t know/care his son-in-law is a serial killer) 

Hannibal will never let Will live down that his dad accepted him officially, Will regrets it so much

Bonus (how do you know what human meat tastes like wtf?!?!)

HUMANS IN SPACE

so the humans are space orcs posts where we can just hide emotions from our customer service skill set, why don’t we take that a step further.

What about actors, who literally train for years to act different behaviors for different roles, from good guys to bad guys. One minute the human is kind and gentle, the next he is arrogantly addressing the pirates who invaded, all from his acting days.

Their strict memorization can help them recall lines for any situation. They can cry on cue, motivate their crewmates with a well place monologues, become the life of the party with one liners and comedic sketches.

Hell this can apply to dedicated fans. The ones who try to get in character at cosplays, or memorize entire dialogues from their favorite scenes.

Really I just want someone to write alien fic where a human quotes the wallet scene from pulp fiction and just fucking terrifies them

post break-up au
  • i literally can’t sleep alone anymore so i’ve shown up at your door in my pyjamas, can we have one more nap together, please? 
  • we promised to stay friends but we’re doing the same stuff we did when we were a couple and i don’t wanna point it out because i don’t want it to stop
  • listen i know i can’t just show up at your apartment at six in the morning but i need coffee and no one makes it like you do 
  • we broke up after i left and moved away and months later i find out you rushed to the airport to stop me but you were too late 
  • you keep calling me over to get rid of spiders from your apartment and i’m pretending i don’t know you’re not afraid of them at all because i miss you too
  • we keep showing up at all the same places separately because we’ve always had similar interests 
  • cop!au i’ve been undercover for months/years and i know i told you not to wait for me but i’m still in love with you and it’s killing me
  • or, i fell in love with you while i was undercover and i know you’re mad at me for lying but i have to go back to my old life (and i want you to be in it)
  • i know we’ve been broken up for a while but i still have those concert tickets and you’re the only person i want to share this with
  • i found the ring when i was moving my stuff out of your apartment and now everything makes sense
  • are you?? sabotaging?? my dates?!?!?
  • i’ve seen you hanging around my apartment and i thought it was because you missed me, turns out you’ve been using my wifi you asshole
  • i know you can’t cook for shit so i’ve been bringing you dinner every night, just, y’know, to keep you alive
  • i kissed you goodbye by accident - old habits die hard okay?!?!
  • roadtrip au where we need to save gas money so we take a long, awkward, tension-filled car ride 
  • instead of dividing up the CD’s, let’s play a drinking game to determine who gets what (it may or may not end in sex)
  • i was so sleep-deprived after the night shift that i climbed into bed with you (and you just rolled with it) 
  • you’re my emergency contact and i’ve been in an accident so you drop everything to come to the hospital 
  • soon to be divorced couple obnoxiously painting the walls wacky colours every time the other paints over it 
  • you’re pretending we’re still together because my relatives will disprove of the break up so you’re being all sweet it’s reminding me of why i fell in love with you in the first place
  • we bumped into each other in the street and you were grinning like a cocky asshole the whole time so i stalked off only to realise i’m wearing your shirt 

Where is my “Lena buys a small NC newspaper, and has them offer Kara a job as a reporter, because she feels like it’s her fault that Kara lost her job, but wants to keep it all under wraps. And Kara comes bounding into her office all excited like “oh my god, I can’t believe I got a new job so quickly, and it’s even better pay than at Catco, and I get to be an actual junior reporter and one of the senior guys is mentoring me and they say I can write about what ever I am passionate about” and Lena is like “oh rly?” and is just so happy that Kara is happy and doesn’t want anything in return, but to get to support her friend (oh and you know, casually encourages the newspaper to give Kara assignments that require her to interview Lena on a regular basis)” fic?

Honestly, ever since becoming a fanfic writer myself I’ve become like 500% more understanding and patient about other authors’ update schedules. An author takes 6+ months to post their next chapter? Yeah, totally get that real life can get in the way. An author abandons a fic? Disappointing, but it happens- sometimes inspiration for a story just dies. An author apologizes about taking so long to post a 10k word chapter? Dude, that’s like 18-20 pages on Word single-spaced. It takes me at least a week to write an essay for school a quarter the length of that, and that’s with a deadline. 

It’s probably the most important thing writing fanfic has taught me, tbh. How to fully appreciate the hard work someone else has put into their story. How important the role of the audience is to an author. And that no matter what, you are never entitled to demand more of a story that you are getting for free. 

hey writers out there, there’s so few writing positivity posts on this godforsaken site that i thought i’d just. send one out to the void so here we go

  • if you only wrote a hundred words today, you’re still further than you were yesterday
  • if you only wrote ten words today, you’re still further than you were before
  • if you haven’t been able to write in a while because the words just won’t go onto the page how you want them to, that’s okay, you can always try again tomorrow
  • it’s okay if you only write fanfics, there are still readers out there who will read your work and enjoy it
  • if you’re trying to write a novel and you feel like giving up, take a little break from it, watch your favorite show, eat a snack, go find something to help you relax. then after some time come back to it, whatever was frustrating you might be easy to rework
  • if you’re editing something, it’s okay to have someone read things to be sure you got your spelling and grammar right
  • it’s okay to not have a beta readers, especially for fanfic writers. some of us don’t have people we trust enough to give us good feedback other than ourselves!
  • it’s always upsetting to get a bad comment on a fic or published work, but it’s not your fault someone didn’t like what you wrote. you wrote something that YOU wanted to write for YOURSELF, and if they didn’t like it, then okay, that’s fine. try not to let it get you down!
  • it’s okay to hate your old writing. your prose style is constantly changing, so something you wrote ages ago might not sound as good to you now, and that’s okay!!!
  • if you want to write a fanfic that’s got some of the same tropes as another fic, that’s okay. we all have different takes on situations, and fanfic readers can never get enough of their favorite tropes! (though do be wary of like. direct copying but that’s not the point of this post so!!! moving on!!!!!!!)
  • your characters are perfect just the way they are. they don’t always need to have five million aspects to them–they may evolve to that point over time, but they don’t have to! so long as you enjoy writing that character, they’re perfect.
  • your writing is unique. it’s your own personal style, your own personal way of letting your thoughts out onto paper. always remember that you are the only one who can write what it is you want to write, be it fanfic or something you want to publish–you are the only one who knows how your story will end, and how it will end up being written. you are the creator, and you can bend your story to your will. i know it’s hard sometimes, but i believe in you and that you can do it!
Bloom — Part I — Summer

REQUEST: Can u write a fan fic about the girl owning a flower shop and Harry coming in to get flowers for someone else but then they fall in love because love is beautiful like a flower


Started writing this oneshot and it turned into four oneshots. I changed it up a bit, but I hope you enjoy. x


The first time that Harry came to her shop, she barely said a word to him.

She knew when she opened her flower shop that Harry Styles lived nearby. It’s basically all that her friends back home could talk about when she announced where she was moving—they were diehard fans, and a few of them even begged her to take them with her so that they could meet the infamous Harry Styles.

She wasn’t shy, and she wasn’t one to get starstruck when face to face with a celebrity (not that she’d ever really met one). But the first time of many that Harry Styles walked into her flower shop, he was on a date.

His date wasn’t a big name or anything, and didn’t look familiar at all. But he was very much enthralled with her—he seemed like the kind of man to give you all his attention when he’s set aside time for you, and that was something she rarely ever really saw. She busied herself behind the counter of the shop, counting receipts and moving some stuff around so that she didn’t look like she was eavesdropping, which she wasn’t.

The shop that she owned wasn’t very big at all—it was just big enough to hold a small greenhouse garden in the back that she used to grow her flowers, as well as the storefront where she sold them (among the shipments she received from other greenhouses that were much larger than her own). It wasn’t exactly LARGE by any standards but she enjoyed it that way. Except it meant that there really wasn’t anywhere to hide, so when Harry Styles and his date decided to walk around and look at her bouquets, she couldn’t help but overhear.

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Clingy (Jughead x Reader)

Prompt: hello! love your blog! can i have a jughead x reader fic where the reader and jughead are dating and she overheard him telling someone (maybe like archie or betty) that she’s clingy and so she distances herself from him? lol idk if that makes sense but if you could write it that would be amazing! thank you!!!!

A/N: I love this prompt so much. I had so many different storylines come to mind but hopefully you enjoy this one! Requests are Welcome!!

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– Clingy (Jughead x Reader) –

You were walking towards your locker when you saw them.

Jughead and Archie talking by Jug’s locker.

Your heart skips a beat when you see that he’s wearing your favorite sweater of his. The soft green one that goes oh so well with his eyes.

Stop at your locker then go say hi to your boyfriend and his best friend. Routine. Like clockwork. Only today is when things change.

Opening your locker, you hear Jug say something sounding like your name. Thinking he saw you, you move your head a little to smile at him only to find him and Archie frowning at each other. That’s weird.

You pull out your English book and shut your locker, shrugging it off.

As you start to get closer, you hear him.

“I don’t know Arch. Is she clingy? Are all girls like that?” He sighs and digs around his locker for his science book.

Were you being clingy? Your heart starts to tighten in your chest. Was it making Jughead uncomfortable?

“Nah. You know (Y/N) is just a touchy person.” Archie offers him a smile. Neither of them saw you standing in the hall by the water fountain.

Archie says something quieter so you couldn’t hear but Jughead responds.

“I know. we spend every day together. We do everything together. Sometimes I feel like she’s always there. I can’t concentrate on anything half the time. She’s a huge distraction.” He shuts his locker and turns to Arch.

Archie nods and pats his back, saying something else but you already turned to leave.

Feeling hurt, you decide not to stop and say hi to them. It would be too clingy.

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I think the best whumpfic I’ve read was one where character A gets home and immediately gets into a fight with character B about something A didn’t think was a big deal. Character A leaves the house in anger. But while A is walking it off, it starts pouring rain, and they now have to find shelter even though they are already soaked through. Meanwhile, character B is waiting at the house kinda still angry but also worried cuz A hasn’t come back yet. So B gets in the car to go look for A and finds them hours later shivering under a bus stop. A still thinks B is angry so sick crying ensues as B just tries to take care of them.

You know.. Jason died right, so all I’m saying is he can probably see ghosts and other nonhuman entities. The batfam probably all separately catch him staring into dark corners with a horrified expression or occasionally saying fuck off to the empty air somewhere to the right of their heads.. maybe Jason sometimes isn’t acting quite himself due to a malevolent entity attempting possession. They all just sadly use this behavior to further confirm that Jason is just not all there upstairs since he came back, until Constantine shows up in Gotham and the batfam witness Jason helping exorcise a demon only they can see, and Constantine is like holy shit I’ve never seen this many spirits drawn to one person before