desperate to read

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This is going to sound really desperate
But please read all of it.

My parents have been denying me a cat for the last eight years. I have made powerpoints and have even pulled up free kittens on the Internet in hopes of getting one. They said if I get 6,000 likes I could finally have one, but that’s absolutely impossible. But I would still really appreciate if you would like and reblog this so maybe if I get enough they can reconsider. I know there are a lot more important issues on here but please take a minute if your time and like or reblog.

UPDATE!!! I GOT THE KITTEN!!!

please write more lgbt characters in books that aren’t specifically about sexuality (although we need more of those, too).

i just want to be able to pick up a book and see two girls falling in love while trying to battle a corrupt government, while trying to defeat this one evil dude, while time travelling. i don’t want ‘lgbt’ to be a genre of its own, you know? i want genre books with main characters who just happen to be lgbt. i want this so much. 

how frequently does eva talks to chris? only when she needs to ask him something or? did they ever talked about how he kept his word to her and didn’t told anyone about them? how does this hooking up at parties works exactly? who goes after who? what do they talk about? how often does eva checks his instagram? do they have feelings for each other or this is pure physical? is this friends with benefits? why is he still around? is eva different to him than other girls he hooks up at the parties? i need answers.

Midnight Luxe (Part 3)

Originally posted by hobilu

(Part 1) (Part 2)

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: University AU/ Angst / Smut

Summary: Your life was nothing but a drag until you met Jeon Jungkook. The alluring and beautiful fashion design student who asked you to model for his upcoming runway show, the man who turned your life upside down. Soon you find yourself pulled into his eccentric group of friends and their enticing world of fashion, sex and music, a world that may ultimately leave your heart in pieces. 

Inspired by the anime/manga Paradise Kiss :)



Light poured in from the library window as you sat hunched over a large pile of books. You’d only been studying for an hour and already your focus was wavering. Your staying power while working used to be impeccable, it wasn’t like you to be so easily distracted.

You tried so desperately to carefully read the words written down in front of you, yet your mind wouldn’t stop wondering.

Of course, you knew whose fault it was: Jeon Jungkook’s. Lately he was all you could think about. Every large and small detail about him was haunting you, from the sound of his laughter, to his arrogant smirk and surprisingly hardworking nature, he seemed to refuse to get out of your head.

You sighed heavily and slammed your head against the book laid out before you, an older woman sat at an adjacent table gave you a funny look before returning to what she was reading. You couldn’t bring yourself to care about how odd you must have looked. The only thing you cared about was Jungkook and his friends.  

How had your priorities changed so quickly? A few weeks ago your only goal had been to get into your top choice of university, and now that dream seemed so irrelevant it was almost laughable. You’d never wanted it that much in the first place you supposed.

Three days. That’s what he’d told you last night. He’d asked you so earnestly, and as he had spoken, behind the look of determination in his eyes there had been something more, a softness to them that hadn’t been present before, almost like he was pleading.  Every time you thought about that look, you could feel your heart going wild in your chest, beating so quickly it felt as if it could burst out at any second.

You realised you’d completely lost focus again and did your best to bring yourself back, staring intently at the large unappealing blocks of black text. The words just seemed to merge together.

About five minutes later you heard the sound of a chair dragging against the wooden flooring. You glanced briefly upwards to see a man sitting down opposite you at the table, however you quickly looked down in disinterest. He had a baseball cap and sunglasses on which you couldn’t help but find odd, why would you need all that on indoors? Without giving it too much more thought you tried to focus back onto the book in front of you, you had been staring so intently you didn’t even notice the man take off his hat and sunglasses.

When you looked up and caught his eye, you swear you felt chills running down your spine. Deep brown eyes interlocked with yours, his gaze as fiercely intense as ever.

“Oh” you both said in unison, he raised his eyebrows in shock and gave a half smile.

“Jungkook….what are you doing here?” you mumbled quietly, the library was so silent you didn’t dare raise your voice any higher.

Keep reading

do you ever have a moment where you desperately want to read a fic

like you can picture the scenes in your head and the imagery and the pacing and the gut-wrenching dialogue is so vivid, so perfect, like you’ve already read it once before

and then you realize

this fic isn’t written yet

oh shit it’s all on me

Exploration leads to desire

Castiel’s delightful groans sent a plea out in the air. As a human, he’s gotten accustomed to waking up with a tent in the sheets, but until now, he always ignored it since it seemed to settle down once he got in the shower. However when he felt his hand brush the tip as he moved to get out of bed, a heat spread throughout, igniting a creative part of his brain that made him see the sweat-covered torso of a certain hunter. Castiel ran his palm over the top of his erection that seemed to be leaking out a slippery substance. Letting out an involuntary shudder, Cas decided to explore this odd pleasure. Sure, Cas has lived long enough to know humans received pleasure during reproduction, but Cas wasn’t mating with anyone. Not that he would mind, certainly another lending hand could maybe tease him cock with gentle strokes while they kissed.

Again, for some reason, a certain hunter’s body came to mind. Except he wasn’t wearing the usual attire Castiel was familiar with. The flannel shirt was gone, and so were his jeans. Whatever was underneath those could certainly stimulate Cas more than his mere fingers can. But he can try.

Cas groaned as he turned over to his side, suddenly finding the feel of his sheets pressing tightly against his cock exhilarating and needing more. He ended up on his stomach with only a small space left underneath him as he began to thrust upwards, mumbling ‘fuck’ when he felt the friction sent another shiver through him.
Somehow, this still wasn’t enough for him, he still felt alone, there was nothing underneath him that he was thrusting up into. No tight hole or small whimpers from a lover.

Cas gripped his spare pillow and shoved it underneath him. He gasped when he began to move his hips. Finally, it felt like he was fucking something. As a compromise for his other need, Castiel began to wonder what sort of sounds Dean would make if it was him he was pounding. That man could be taught a good lesson now if Castiel was granted an hour alone with him in a room. A lesson in maybe appreciating Cas more, and learning how to satisfy his newfound needs.

The room filled with strings of profanity curled around Dean’s name. Cas’ grinding began to feel unbearable as it left him frustrated. A pressure was building, he could feel how close he was, to what? Who knows. But he knew he needed a release, so he let his mind wander. To an image of Dean in the shower he had once caught a glimpse of. He had flown in to Dean’s room only a while after he heard his prayer since he was, of course, busy, and searched for Dean to find him in the bathroom. Cas had startled Dean with his low-voiced greeting. When Dean peeked around the shower curtain to face Cas, more than what he intended to show was seen by the Angel.

He’s seen Dean’s wet hair pressed down against his face as small water droplets fell from his chin. His tanned torso still had streams of water falling down it. If only Cas had stepped a bit over to the left, then he would’ve been able to witness something even greater. His mind began to draw in what he couldn’t see at the time, based on his looks when he wore clothes. Behind that curtain was Dean’s glorious cock that was probably dripping water from his sweet, pink tip.

Just the thought had made Castiel’s thrusts turn rough, he was beginning to pound his whole being into that pillow. He cried out, begging Dean to let him suck that tip of his. And as he would, he’d hear Dean’s satisfied noises reach his ears. At this, Castiel froze, letting a blazing heat run through him and out his cock. He gave a few half-hearted thrusts after, shuddering as he continued to ride his orgasm.

Satisfied, and worn out, Cas slumped down but removed the now soaked pillow that only teased his sensitive cock. Cas panted out a name, again, as a prayer to a not-so-Angellike hunter.

And I get it. I get why you were so scared of us now. Because – shit. Because you lost Wallace and it gutted you and I thought I figured out why and that felt like metal in my throat, and I realised I couldn’t drop you if I wanted to, ‘cause you were saying you didn’t even know what love feels like and I was just thinking,

you idiot,

you asshole,

it feels like this.

                                                  D.W

- in celebration of Ninety One Whiskey - @cuddlebabies

What Are We Now?

Aaron gets out of prison after Robert has helped with his appeal, but they haven’t spoken in a long time. What is left of their relationship after so much pain?

Aaron comes home today, love.

The words flitter through Robert’s mind as he holds both his hands around his americano at Bob’s.

Aaron is coming home.

Then why does he have a hole where his stomach should be?

They haven’t spoken in weeks, Robert too hurt and angry after Aaron refused his rights to visit and started taking drugs. Instead, they have only spoken through their solicitor, inching closer to an appeal without so much as a phone call between them.

Liv says Aaron misses him, that he has tears in his eyes when he says his name, but Robert knows they might as well be a side effect of the drugs. Aaron hasn’t been himself for a while and Robert doesn’t know what to do.

Liv tried to be their go between but somehow, that makes it all the more painful.

1/3, 1.9k words, Teen and Up, Angst