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Let Me // Jeon Jungkook


the prompt: prince jungkook au where he always comes into the kitchen for late night snacks and y/n is new to the kitchen staff. soon they become friends and maybe something more. (definitely something more who am i trying to kid)(also request was rlly long so i summarized it)

words: 3820

category: fluff + once again, fond!kookie

author note: never apologize for long requests bc that is how i survive. also, someone seriously needs to stop me from writing about fond jungkook bc ya girl can’t get enough. anyway, please enjoy!

- destinee

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xxcuriouserandcuriouserxx  asked:

Hey do you have any tips for someone starting out as a fan fiction writer?

I don’t know if those will be relevant or helpful at all, but here we go:

  • Write for yourself.

This will always be my number one advice.

When you write, you put a piece of yourself out there. And yourself cannot please everyone. There’s a reason why I say I write because I can’t afford a therapist and it’s right there. You write for yourself first and foremost, because you enjoy it, because it allows you to escape, or to express something. Writing is incredibly personal, so don’t let others influence you too much.

Don’t write for the hits, the kudos or the comments. Write for yourself.

  • Learn how to write a summary.

Ok. That’s highly hypocritical of me because writing a summary is my ultimate weakness. I’m terrible at them. What I usually do is pick out a few sentences that are enough to pique the reader’s interest without revealing too much of the intrigue.

Don’t write “I’m terrible at summaries, the story is better” or something like that. Don’t ask for kudos and comments in your summary. It puts people off.

  • Check, double-check and triple-check.

There is no best way to make me click on the back button than a story full of grammatical mistakes. English is a rich enough language that you can try to play with it and bound the rules a little, but knowing the difference between “you’re” and “your” is a must, even for the most unconventional writers.

Same for the tense: it’s either past tense or present tense, not both.

Dialogue must be clear. Two rules: your reader needs to know who said what to whom and only one speaker by paragraph.

If you’re not sure about something, don’t be afraid to ask and if you can’t ask, Google is your friend. And use a spell checker.

If you can get yourself a beta, it’s even better!

Your writing will never be 100% mistake-proof but there are some mistakes more easily forgivable than others.

  • Respect the original characters.

In fanfiction, you are working with characters who already exist beyond yourself. They already have existent traits that make them who they are and that are a big part of why people love them so much. Of course, you can play with them, you can add a few of your own, but try to stay true to the original character.

People read fanfiction because of the original work, rarely because they stumbled onto it hazardously. They are here for the characters. They will stick around if you write them respectfully.

And please, do not change canon queer characters’ sexuality. 

  • Tag properly.

If there’s a major character death, tag Major Character Death. If there’s anything whatsoever that could trigger someone, fucking tag it.

Otherwise, you are very free in your choice of tags (my tags are all over the place, let’s be real) but try to at least use some that would catch a potential reader’s attention.

Don’t spoil your story in the tags, though.

  • Have a plot.

Have at least a few scenes and the main intrigue outlined before you start writing.

It’s always better to begin with the end in mind. It makes for a more compelling and coherent plot.

  • Choose a point of view and stick to it.

There is nothing more confusing than a scene written with two, or more, different points of view.

If you choose to go with one character’s POV, stick to it until the end of the scene and don’t switch randomly unless your new point of view brings something to the plot, a new perspective or an insight into a character’s mindset. Even then, do not change back. Finish the scene with that character, not the first one.

  • Do your research.

For the love of Magnus Babe, if you’re writing about a sensitive subject or something you know nothing about, if you’re writing smut (especially gay sex) for the first time, if your character gets badly injured and you’re not a damn doctor yourself, even if you’re writing about a country you’ve never been to: do your research.

  • If writer’s block hits, take a break.

It will happen. It’s frustrating and we all hate it, but it will happen.

Don’t try to force yourself to write then. Take a break. Go for a walk. Listen to some music. Re-read something else you’ve written or something by someone else that you really loved. Write something random, about your day, about something entirely different from the story you’re working on. Eat something you love. Just keep your mind off of it for a while.

If inspiration doesn’t come back, skip that paragraph and go back to it later.

  • Interact with your readers.

Reply to comments, DMs, asks on tumblr, etc. Whether you have 2, 20, 200 or 17000, acknowledge your readers. They’re the reason why we do what we do, and we owe them a lot.

  • Try to update regularly.

This is a complicated one, and I’m the first one to forget about that rule.

The chance that I have is that I now have an audience that follows me from story to story and that is willing to bare with my fucked-up updating schedule. 

You won’t have that chance when you’re just starting, so a good way to secure an audience and keep them interested in your story is to update regularly. It’s hard, but if you’ve got a few chapters written in advance before you start posting, it’s manageable.

  • Just start writing

Don’t overthink it.

Don’t try to come up with the most complicated plot. Just write what you want to write. If you’re willing to write it, there’s a high chance someone will be willing to read it.

What people find compelling and interesting doesn’t necessarily mean new and 100% original. We all love some good old prompts even though we’ve read different versions of it a hundred times before.

Just write whatever you want to write, and see where it goes from there.

Writing is hard. It takes practice and patience. There is something incredibly rewarding about writing fanfiction, though. The interaction with your readers is immediate and receiving a positive comment makes all the hard work worth it.

So, practice. Have patience. Hold on in there, and most importantly: have fun!

I hope this was helpful :).

Okay but has anyone done a reverse Warriors AU?

Rusty is the son of a rogue cat who wants a simple life and not have to fight the elements. When he stumbles upon a wealthy estate he finds the dream he’s always wanted.  Four rich folk house many cats in a ‘crazy cat lady’ style fashion. Rusty finds himself in ‘Lady Thunder’s’ house and has to prove he can do what it takes to be a pampered house cat.

I’m just enjoying imagining all the Into the Wild characters as plump, spoiled house cats.
Bluestar telling him he has a lot to learn to forget his feral ways
Sandpaw disgusted at his filthiness
Brokenstar wanting ‘Sir Shadow’s’ house of cats to be the most respected, with the most expensive toys and collars
Tigerclaw being declawed or something

Please someone write this for me because I am too busy to …

Ilegal Car Races AU

After a really long car trip I realised how much I’d enjoy reading a klance AU with ilegal car races, like,

  • Keith is one of the best drivers 
  • Lance is part of the cops
  • Pidge is responsible for making the modifications of Keith’s car
  • Hunk is Lance’s best friend and also part of the cops
  • Shiro is Keith’s brother and has no idea Keith’s is participating on ilegal races.

Like image Shiro and Keith being poor and strugeling to get money. Shiro has a honest job but he barelly manages to win enough to put food on the table. Keith rash and impulsive as always figures he could make some money if he won some of the car races.

Matt has a garage and Pidge helps out. She learns about Keith’s plan and desides to help him out, since he know some stuff about mechanics but he’s pretty much hopeless in general.

Keith starts racing to get money but he actually starts enjoying it a lot and cant bring himself to stop.

Meanwhile, Lance is given a job where he has to infiltrate the ilegal races to identify the races and the big guys who organizing it.

Also gotta point out I totally picture Lance flirting with girls in his police officer uniform, just saying.

Obviouslly Lance falls for Keith cuz who wouldnt? and screws up in his work probably.

Also I can totally imagine Keith driving his red car with Lance sitting on the front passenger seat, probably being chased by the police or something and Keith is just doing all that cool junk and Lance is just screaming “You’re gonna kill us both!” and Keith just like “Shut up and trust me!”

Mission Tonysitting

I’m sick and cranky so I wrote something to cheer myself up. It turned into this half crack-y, half cute ficlet. Since it was so amusing to write, I hope it’ll make someone else’s day better too. Enjoy (and please don’t take this too serious)!

For @arboreal-elm-ash-oak because an embarrassingly long time ago you asked about a tiny!Tony/protective!WS story which still hasn’t happened. This is just a ficlet but I hope you’ll like it all the same :)

Also @ketlingr Yay, I wrote something! Does that mean I get those cupcakes now, please? *huge tiny!Tony puppy eyes activated*

“We need to talk,” Tony says with all the grave severity a seven year old is able to convey whilst dangling his feet from a desk, as he observes his companion riffling through the pockets of an unconscious security guard.

The Soldier grunts in acknowledgement, causing Tony to beam proudly. It’s taken him a couple of days to get under his silent companion’s skin, but now they’re almost having something approaching an actual conversation. It’s great. One day soon, Soldier is gonna tell him his real name and they’re gonna be best friends and Soldier is gonna wave his huge gun at anyone who’s ever mean to Tony.

It’s gonna be amazing.

All in good time though. [It’s what Ana says when she’s baking cookies and he’s not allowed to try one until after they’ve cooled off a little–but Tony thinks the same rules apply probably apply for other things as well.]

For now Soldier is taking paintings off the wall and Tony is supposed to talk about The Rules.

Usually The Rules are set by his minder. Don’t disable the kitchen appliances, for example, or Don’t set my shoes on fire, I don’t care about what experiment you needed them for or Don’t sneak into your father’s lab or Don’t set anything on fire, ever.

It’s taken Tony less than four hours to figure out that Soldier isn’t very good with children though–which, Tony can totally relate, he isn’t very good with children either, his mother always tells her friends that with a mournful sigh. And because Tony can be nice and not be a brat, no matter what his father says, (and because he doesn’t want Soldier’s mother to sigh sadly at him) he’s decided to help the poor man out.

And it’s not like Soldier isn’t trying. He bought Tony a hot dog and a lollipop when he complained about being hungry–well, he’s never seen Soldier hand over any money, but Tony’s pretty sure the owner wouldn’t have just given them away, so he must have been sneaky about it. Soldier is very good at being sneaky.

He doesn’t seem to know about The Rules though, which is why it falls to Tony to make them up. That’s exactly what he’s explaining to Soldier now–though he still looks far more interested in the now bare wall.

Soldier makes another sound of acceptance.

“Great!” Tony carefully slips off the desk, then claps his hands together once. “The first rule is that you have to tell me why we’re committing a felony before we do it.”

Technically he’s stolen that line from a joke Aunt Peggy made a couple of weeks ago but he’s sure she won’t mind and it’s also kind of appropriate. “Don’t look at me like that,” he scowls when Soldier turns around to face him, “I just helped you break into a government facility, I’m not stupid,” Tony crosses his arms and frowns up at Soldier. “I’ve been in one before, you know?” Well, almost. It wasn’t Tony’s fault that the security didn’t check the entire car, and if his father hadn’t found him he would have made it.

Luckily Soldier is already losing interest, his gaze fixating on the bookshelves on the opposite site of the room. Tony spares a second to pity the books for their undignified end before he continues. 

“It’s not that it’s gonna stop us,” he feels the need to clarify, not that it isn’t obvious by now, because if there’s one thing his father has taught him is that laws need to be broken to get things done all the time. “But that way at least I have all the facts.”

Soldier doesn’t disagree, so Tony considers the motion passed.

“What are you looking for anyways?” He tilts his head to one side, watches his friend’s destructive actions with curiosity. “Oh, is it a hidden safe?”

When Soldier bars his teeth–Tony assumes it’s meant to be smile, if not a very good one–he whoops in excitement. This is so great! It’s like a treasure hunt, just with more people for Soldier to punch.

“You should check the desk,” Tony points out, eager to help. “It’s very sturdy, and not in the efficient way. And the-”

He doesn’t get to finish because Soldier slams his metal hand–his metal hand–down onto the surface of the desk and the wood just cracks, pieces flying everywhere. A few, thankfully pretty small ones, get stuck in Tony’s arms, but he’s too hyped up to feel the pain right now. 

Because this is so cool. Because he was right. And also because Soldier actually listened to him.

“See, this is what we have the first rule for!” Tony tries to sound reproachful but he suspects the giggles he can’t keep from spilling over his lips ruin that effect.

Then Soldier bends down and pulls something out of the mess–it doesn’t look very interesting, just a couple of those boring files Aunt Peggy carries around with her all the time–and his lips stretch into that terrible, terrible not-smile but his eyes are so bright, and really, Tony smiles pretty enough for the both of them anyways.

Soldier takes a step towards him to ruffle a hand through Tony’s hair almost gently and says, in actual words, “Good job, kid.”

The sound of yelling and heavy footsteps from further down the hall ruins the moment and Soldier reloads his machine gun and gestures for Tony to hide. It doesn’t work out too well, there are just too many men coming in and Soldier has to protect Tony too. In the end, there’s no other choice but to surrender–

By which Soldier apparently means slinging Tony over his shoulder like a sack of wiggly potatoes and jumping straight out of a five store building to the sound of screams and gunfire.

Best babysitter ever.

Yep, that’s literally it lol. Thoughts? Opinions? Anything you guys have to add?

The Past

A/N: Okay, so first I want to say thank you to everyone who supports me! So this is my OC story (it was called Family Ties)  I changed some things, So enjoy. The reader (that’s you) Is Violet.  Italic is Violet talking and kinda telling someone the story. If you ever have any questions about my stories please ask! Don’t forget I love Feedback!

Word Count: 1,400+

Tagging: @solis200213 @epickimmie @ti0261 @timdrake-redrobin @tim-help @actbat @confidentcorgi @pinkwitch21 @starshipofgotham @blxkestnight @books-netflix-and-pizza @just-a-girl-maybe @breecandraw @queen-of-all-the-fandoms  @wynterrobin  @crazyfangirl1810  @schninner-writes-some-stuff   @angstytodd  @batfamily-imagines  @avengerdragoness  @heydickiebird

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anonymous asked:

Hey there! So, something recently made me disappointed with some fans of mysme. I've seen some fans who attempt to change the settings (mostly to Japan or America). I once met someone who full on gave them English "nicknames" because she didn't want to attempt to pronounce or use their proper names. I don't know if I'm overreacting or anything, but it bothered me. So, can you do random HCs to honour Korean culture? Like going on vacation somewhere in Korea, or celebrating a 100 days anniversary?

A/N: why do people do that wtf?? I mean i know we somewhat change the culture when we write certain requests pertaining to how an mc looks because sometimes the culture doesn’t really look kindly on the appearance but as someone who isn’t korean, i can’t get into the mentality to reject a request like that or anything, ya know?? Because it can be harmful and hurt someone (i keep it in the back of my mind what the actual view is so i dont just…. disregard it, but i do feel terrible for not addressing it) but i’d never completely REJECT the culture and change their names or anything because just what the fuck ~Admin 404


I’m sorry it’s so short omfg

               -Okay y'all, I’m pretty sure Zen knows traditional dances and our MC has to beg him for DAYS to teach them one. Any of them. Buchaechum (fan dance), Nabichum (butterfly dance), even Ilmu (line dance). Any of them. All of them. Just- JUST TEACH MC ZEN, DO IT

               -LOTUS LANTERN FESTIVAL IN HONOUR OF BUDDAHS BIRTHDAY! It’s a celebration that everyone in the group makes time for! Seeing all of the gorgeous lights and lanterns is enough to put everyone in such a good mood! The group makes it into a slight competition- who can bring MC the prettiest lantern? Winner gets a kiss on the cheek from MC! yeees mc, yes

               -Jumin has THE MOST BEAUTIFUL terraced garden you’ve ever seen in your life. He invites you over to help him with it every now and then. It relaxes him and hopes that it could do the same for you! The two of you could spend hours sitting by the lotus pond, drinking some sort of imported and expensive tea this rich guy has to have, talking about anything and everything plus helLO YOU’D GET TO SEE JUMIN IN SWEATPANTS

               -Jaehee. In. Hanbok. Think about this for a little bit. Colourful, beautiful, and just- what else can I saY???? JAEHEE IN HANBOK

               -YOOSUNG LOVES CELEBRATING HIS VERY FIRST 100 DAYS ANNIVERSARY he might not have a ton of money to spoil you like he’d like to, but he does get really creative and goes hardcore. Takes the knowledge he’s gained from all of the clubs he’s been in and makes you a ton of gifts! Coffee, cards, dinner, he makes it all just for you! He does it every 100 days though so he has to get more and more creative about it and sometimes has to go to the rest of the RFA for some ideas (MATCHING SHIRTS AND HE’S EVEN BOUGHT YOU A COUPLE’S RING BECAUSE HE WANTS TO SHOW PEOPLE HE HAS A S/O THAT HE LOVES VERY MUCH)

               -Remember when Jumin called Yoosung’s mother and he was so mad he promised to slap him with Kimchi? Ya know how Kimchi is a symbol for Korea and is considered strong? Well he definitely gave Jumin a hard slap if that counts; MC has it on video and all you can hear is the *smack* and Saeyoung laughing in the background

               -You and Saeran have had a few drinking contests, and Saeyoung cannot believe how many bottles of soju the two of you can go through?? How are you both still breathing?? It’s even worse when you add Zen into the mix, it’s as if doesn’t work on any of you. Yoosung gets one shot and he’s out for the rest of the night

               -Jaehee and MC plan a hike at least ONCE a month because the poor girl needs fresh AIR and it’s good for the both of you, y'all get out there and earn those pajeons (fritters) and dong dong ju (rice wine) at the top of that mountain!

               -You and Yoosung have to drag Saeyoung out of the house sometimes, but the three of you end up at an internet cafe more often than you’d like to admit. One time though, there was one person in LOLOL who kept killing all three of you, and the anger just kept rising- which meant the voices kept rising as well. The person on the other side of you all kept trying to stifle a laugh each time. In the Rage of Saeyoung™, he almost flipped the table until he realized the one beating you all was Saeran on the other side


               - You also can’t tell me that Jumin hasn’t tried to dance along to a few every now and then; MC has a picture they keep to themselves in remembrance

               -You and V watch the movie Shiri almost religiously?? When the two of you have movie marathon dates, it’s played at least once (“IT’S A CLASSIC, MC. CLASSIC”)

               -It’s hard to go on any dates with Saeran, but you did get him hooked on a few different K-drama’s and he reminds you constantly that he HATES YOU because of it. Don’t you DARE watch an episode without him because the boy can hold a grudge

               -K A R A O K E!!! All of you. Almost every weekend. Competitions. Somehow Saeyoung tends to win them except that one time you convinced Jumin to participate and WOW okay

[Translation] Yamada Ryosuke +Act Nov 2016 Interview

This was one of Yamada’s magazine interviews for his Cain & Abel promotions, Yamada Ryosuke shares a lot of great thoughts in this interview, about Cain & Abel, about his co-stars, and his view on acting as general. We thought we really need to share his thoughts to everyone. 

This interview was re-translated from Mandarin by twitter user @CeliaSee from a weibo user Ciarin (original translation here). Both Ciarin & CeliaSee had agreed to have me publish it in this blog for everyone to read and enjoy, so here you go!

- As usual, please do not publish or re-post without permission. 
- T/N’s are from CeliaSee herself

[T/N: I think I have seen some quotes of the interview on twitter or weibo, but with a lot of Yamada interviews, you need to read the whole thing to get a better sense of what he is trying to say.

Sorry for spoilers - I can’t help making snarky comments as I have already watched the show.  The article is too long, so please excuse the grammatical errors.]

Fuji TV will start transmitting the new Monday 9pm drama, “Cain and Abel”, on October 17th.  The story is a modern adaption from the Old Testament about the fateful brothers; exploring the themes of families, love, etc. in the series. Yamada Ryosuke of Hey! Say! Jump is playing the lead.  It is his first time starring in a Getsu 9 drama as well as his first role in a love story.

The momentum of Yamada Ryosuke, the actor, is unstoppable.  He received the Newcomers of the Year award at the 39th Japan Academy Prize for his lead role in Assassination Classroom, and the sequel, Assassination Classroom Graduation, was also a big hit at the box office.  In addition, he received the Rookie of the Year award at the 25th Japan Film Critics Award for his portrayal of Semi in the movie Grasshopper.  Even now, though he just finished filming in the live action adaptation of the popular manga series, Fullmetal Alchemist, he was immediately cranking in for Cain and Abel.  He had accumulated many experiences while juggling between his role as a super popular idol and acting in many dramas through the years.  How does Yamada feel about acting in a drama again after the last couple of years, where his acting skills had been discovered and watched by the movie industry? We will talk to him about his dual roles as an idol and an actor, his views about the newcomer awards, and many other topics.

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                 Please don’t hesitate to spread positivity. Please don’t hesitate to send someone a message to tell them something kind. If you enjoy someones portrayal, let them know. If you like the way they write, let them know. If you like their original character, let them know. If you think they are a great person, let them know. If you think they deserve kind things, please let them know. There is so much negativity in the world and in the roleplaying community. I know, personally, when I receive a single positive message - it outweighs any type of negative message or comments that might have been sent to me. It can bring people out of a funk. It lets people know that they’re wanted around and it’s really important. I’m asking you all to spread kindness today and everyday. 

anonymous asked:

Hello~💖💕 I just found your blog and accidentally read everything. I love your writing so much, it's amazing~!! Could you maybe do RFA reacting to MC with really bad acne, like covers their entire face? I suffer from acne really bad and don't see many head canons of MC with it..

hey, love! first of all, tysm for your kind words! you have no idea how happy it makes us to know that you’re enjoying our content

now, as someone who also suffers from an annoying skin condition, I agree with you 100% and we gotta change that asap!! so here’s my take on your request, please let me know if you had something different in mind ^^

- Admin Cat Mom.


  • listen, this cutie patootie loves you deeply just as you are, and it’s never been a big deal for him, he barely even notices it?
  • therefore he has never mentioned anything about it.
  • nothing, nada.
  • but if someone even dares to stare at your face or make unsolicited remarks, he’ll have no mercy on them.
  • don’t underestimate the power of his death glare.
  • come on, he gets it, he’s had pimples before.
  • and he knows how annoying it is when people point them out as if they were entitled to do so.
  • uhm no one asked? for god’s sake.
  • feeling self-conscious about your pimples and your scars today?
  • he’ll remind you that the moon is covered in scars and is still pretty, and bright, and loved and praised by many.
  • or how about doing facials for one another? he’ll ask what works best for you so that you can try it together while watching movies! it’ll be like a slumber party.


  • does not care at all.
  • yes, he may go on and on about looks sometimes
  • to be more specific, his looks.
  • but he thinks the world of you regardless of your flaws?
  • he doesn’t mind pimples, or stretch marks, or scars.
  • you’re human and it’s normal for you to have them! that’s what great about bodies and there shouldn’t be any shame in that.
  • whenever you’re feeling down about it, he compliments you and reminds you how beautiful you actually are.
  • “but babe, it must have been god’s intention to curse you like this… you must have been way too perfect when he made you.”
  • besides, as he is an expert at skincare and knows plenty of tricks, he’ll come up with an excelent routine for the both of you to try (taking your dermatologist’s recommendations into account of course).
  • it’ll be kind of like your thing.


  • understands your position to an extent.
  • the pressure of having porcelain skin can be unbearable at times.
  • so she can’t even begin to imagine how rough you must have it.
  • still, she’s not the one to care for looks.
  • she didn’t care the first time you met, she doesn’t care now.
  • the only thing that matters here is that you feel happy and confident in your own skin.
  • and if there’s anything she can do to help you achieve that, never be afraid to let her know.
  • don’t worry, she’ll notice even if you don’t say anything.
  • you both end up sharing makeup and skincare tips, and looking for products that won’t damage your skin.
  • also!! if you have severe self-esteem issues, she’ll be constantly cheering for you!! she’ll suggest setting up resolutions to boost your confidence because she wants you to love yourself as much as she loves you.


  • this man
  • this man adores you to death.
  • he loves you for your heart and your mind.
  • and because you were his support system when he felt the most alone and unstable.
  • he couldn’t care less about how your face looks.
  • plus he’s always thought that appearances and conventional beauty are highly overrated.
  • that being said, he also believes that having a healthy body is important.
  • and he’s willing to do everything in his power to help you ease your skin disorder if that’s what you want/need.
  • he’ll get you appointments with his dermatologist (the best one in the country), pay for your treatments, and ask his chef to come up with an appropriate meal plan for you.
  • but he’ll always reassure you that it’s not about beauty, it’s about your health, and that you should embrace your best and worst qualities as those are what make you who you are.


  • this has never been an issue for him.
  • there’s so much to love about you…
  • and he always gets lost in your eyes and your lips anyway.
  • “acne who? the hell are you talking about, MC? I thought you had a galaxy on your face.”
  • if you ever express disgust or frustration due to your skin, or seem like you’re uncomfortable/in pain, he’ll find ways to cheer you up and make you laugh.
  • “eh? someone did this to you? someone is hurting you? unacceptable! don’t worry, MC, I’ll find their ugly butt and hack everything they love.”
  • “hmm, could it be an alien, though? an alien cat? what do you think? I’ll have to look into it.”
  • on one occasion he handed you a red marker and asked you to draw spots on his face.
  • “I want to feel what you feel.”
  • he adores you from head to toe, and he finds things like this so irrelevant, but if it’s troubling to you, it will be his duty to help you overcome it! (even if he fucks up at times, we all know how much of a dork he can be).


  • I think we’ve mentioned before how soft this man actually is !!!
  • it’s pretty obvious that he’s never put much thought into it.
  • he finds you beautiful, he was captivated by your unique personality, and he feels like you two have made a real connection.
  • and if you ever bring up the topic
  • because lbr here, he won’t say a word about it unless you do.
  • he’ll frown slightly and shake his head.
  • “oh?”
  • and then there’s a brief moment of realization right there: of all the times he’s brushed his hand against your cheek, or kissed your forehead and eyelids, of all the times he’s ever done the slightlest thing to you, have you ever felt insecure or uncomfortable?
  • …questions, he’ll ask lots of questions.
  • mainly about how you feel, if it’s affecting you physically and/or emotionally, if you’re taking care of yourself, and if you need his help.
  • he wants to know how to handle this situation so that he can avoid hurting you.
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AmbiableJinx: Oh please you’re only doing it because you KNOW you won this week.

EsterAndrews: You don’t know that for sure, I did really well this week too!

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anonymous asked:

Hanzo with a s/o who is a bit younger (in their early 20's maybe?) but mature for their age and not much into the usual activities younger people do. They mostly just want peace and do relaxing activities? Welcome to the fandom as well by the way!

Thank you so much! I hope you enjoy this- as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please forgive me- as I will do headcanons for these, as they are faster to do while able to maintain much more information. :)

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Brother Who Helps - One Shot

Request: Hiii I was wondering if you could do a one shot. You’re Kai’s little sister and someone kidnaps you or something and he gets really mad at them and he rescues you. Lots of fluff please ❤❤ thank you! :~}

Requested by: @br0ken-smiles-and-fallen-angels 

Words: 1155

~ A/N: Hey!!! Thank you so much for sending me the request!!! I really enjoyed writing it an I hope that I got enough fluff into it ^^ I really hope you’ll like it and again, THANK YOU!! ❤❤❤ ~

Growing up in your family had never really been easy. Not only did everyone feel pressured to be something or to follow the coven’s rules, but your family was also torn apart within itself. Honestly, the only person who you had ever felt cared about you was your brother Kai. The fact that they guy who went on a slight murder rampage being the only person who you could truly call family it really did say something about the way both the coven and your family worked. If you were ever to get the chance to escape, you wouldn’t blink before taking it.

Someone with a loving family would have definitely felt terrified while getting kidnapped. You, however, were not only terrified but you were also completely sure that you wouldn’t get saved. When you only thought that one person would care if something happened to you, much less notice it, there wasn’t much hope of anyone coming to your rescue. The fact that you had also heard the kidnappers talking about a ransom your stomach dropped even more. Your family would never pay to get you back. Your only chance was that Kai in some miraculous way got ahold of enough money to pay the kidnappers to let you go. Things weren’t looking particularly bright at the moment.

Currently you were sitting in the bathroom of some disgusting motel in the middle of nowhere. Your hands were tied together and your mouth was covered by a piece of cloth that cut into the corners of your mouth. Your heart was pounding hard, as it had been doing since you had been dragged into the back of the car by those faceless men. In any normal situation you would have used your magic to get out, but they had injected you with something and you guessed that it was the reason why you couldn’t seem to do any magic. It made you furious but even more than that, it made you terrified. You were not used to feel so defenseless.

The sound of the kidnappers talking on the other side of the door made you hyperaware of their presence and you had no idea if they would just burst into the room at any moment. They hadn’t exactly handled you carefully and their violent behavior only made everything so much more scary.

Your eyes were stuck on your hands as your thoughts had wandered to different escape plans, only to come up short. That was the reason you immediately noticed the piece of paper that seemed to appear out of nowhere. You didn’t just feel it manifest, you saw it and it was as if a light had been switched on inside of you as you felt hope return to you. It was a sign, a sign that someone was looking for you. You didn’t even need to open it up to feel your spirit return, however you still wanted to know what the mote said.

Don’t be afraid, Y/N! I am coming for you and I am close. I will get you back, I promise.

If you could have smiled, you would have. He was coming for you. This only proved that he was the only person who really cared about you in your family, but at the moment that thought didn’t make you sad because you were just happy that you were going to get saved. That was all that mattered. If the other people in your family didn’t care enough then you wouldn’t waste more time feeling sad about it or wishing. You would feel happy that Kai did care and that he was coming for you.

Still in your slightly blissful state you hid the note behind the bathtub were you were sat so that the kidnappers wouldn’t be able to find it and then you settled back down in the tub, your heart finally settling to a slower pace. The fear you had previously felt was numbed by the fact that soon you wouldn’t be there anymore. Soon you would get help.

This happy and calmer state that you were in was short-lived as the door to the bathroom was flung open and one of the kidnappers came barging in. Your terrified expression returned and you felt uneasiness return to you. You had no idea what this person wanted and why they suddenly had come to you.

”It seems as if you aren’t as valuable as we thought. Guess that only means we will have to get rid of you.” The words made your stomach drop and you took in a shaky breath as you realized what it meant. Any hope that had come to you because of the note was washed away since you knew that it didn’t matter if Kai was on his way if he didn’t come in time.

As the kidnapper started to lift you out of the tub and drag you towards the other room you struggled as much as you could. You were desperate to do anything to stall, desperate to give Kai more time to get to you. Still, you were so afraid that no matter what you did you wouldn’t be able to give him enough time.

The sound of a door banging open straight in front of you was the only sign you needed to show that you had in fact succeeded. However, you had barely time to register this before you were thrown onto one of the old beds in the room and the sound of fighting reached your ear. As you turned around on the bed you saw your brother knocking out the kidnappers, fury blazing on his face. He looked more enraged than you had ever seen him before, but this didn’t scare you. The only thing you could feel was happiness that he was here and that he would save you.

”Y/N! Are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere? Did they do anything to you?” The questions were flowing out of Kai as he rushed up to you and quickly but gently untied the cloth around your mouth and freed your hands. The first thing you did was not to answer hid questions, but to hug him, tears of relief flowing down your cheeks. You had no idea what to say or do except hug him and Kai, having realized how emotional you were, didn’t pressure you to do anything. Instead he simply lifted you up and started walking you towards the door, hugging you close to him in a protective manner.

”We can talk about it later. For now, let’s just get home.”

A Basket of Bread

Originally posted by entertainmentweekly

Requested: A few anons asked for something from Hamilton, but not specifically

Pairings: Alexander Hamilton x Baker!Reader

Time Period: Hamiltime

Warnings: None, just fluff and a food mention

Word Count: 1,643

A/N: I could not have predicted that I would be writing fanfiction about the founding father’s of America, but here we are. Anyways, I hope that you enjoy this one. The idea came after @offiicialhamilton shipped me with A. Ham and we were talking about how someone needed to feed the poor guy. Hope that you guys like this one, and please send me some Hamilton requests!!!

Even if your mother hated it, working in your family’s bakery was your favorite part of any day. The second that you slipped the apron over your head, all of your family’s expectations disappeared, and all that matter was getting the customers whatever they asked for with a smile on your face, even if they weren’t the kindest soul that you had ever met.

There were countless people bustling in and out of the shop on any given day, but there was one stranger that you couldn’t stop thinking about, and he had never even set foot in your uncle’s shop. He was a bit shorter than the other men that you often saw him wandering through the square with.

You had noticed him while you were arranging the window display for your uncle. You saw him, along with the other three men distributing some sort of flyer. From what you had seen of him, he was a part of the revolution along with the other three men. You quickly looked away from him when you saw him beginning to move towards the section of shops where the bakery was located.

Figuring that you had waited long enough, you risked a glance back to where the man had been standing before, only to be met with a confident grin from the other side of the window. It was the same man that you had been admiring for weeks now. You felt the heat rise to your cheeks. Surely, the man had seen you staring at him. You couldn’t believe how improperly you had allowed yourself to behave, but the man on the other side of the glass did not seem to mind. He offered you a wink, before turning and resuming his task.

For the rest of the day, you were inexcusably distracted. You couldn’t get the image of the man’s bright eyes and knowing smile out of your head for the rest of the day. Even during the mid-afternoon rush, in between retrieving loafs of bread and small pastries for the customers, your thoughts remained with the man.

“What has gotten into you?” your aunt asked while you were cleaning off the counter while your uncle bustled around, closing up shop.

The image of the smiling man quickly dissipated as you tried to focus enough to try and answer your aunt’s question with some semblance of normalcy. “I’m, not sure what you mean.” You said quietly, suddenly very interesting in a spot on the counter that was in dire need of scrubbing.

“I have never seen someone drop so many rolls in all my life. I know that you can be a bit clumsy dear, but you were certainly distracted today.”

You felt a familiar blush rise up your cheeks. You had known that you weren’t being entirely discreet, but you also didn’t think that anyone would be paying attention to the way that you behaved. Usually your aunt and uncle were too wrapped up in what was happening with customers to notice if you were acting abnormally.

“I may have been a bit… distracted.” you admitted, choosing your words carefully.

“And what was so important that it caused you to drop about a dozen rolls on the floor today?” your aunt asked, work abandoned in the interest of gossip.

“There was… a lot to see in the square today. Did you notice?” you asked, not lying, but hoping to distract from the truth.

“Oh, I did notice,” your aunt said slyly, stepping around the counter and placing her hand on top of yours. “I noticed a particularly handsome man making eyes at you for the greater portion of the afternoon. I don’t suppose that he could have anything to do with your clumsiness?”

You had been caught. There was no point in trying to deny that the young man had been the source of your absent-mindedness this afternoon. You were a terrible liar, and even worse at keeping secrets. “That may have been it.” you said meekly, refusing to meet your aunt’s eyes.

“Well, I have to say I am surprised it has taken you this long to notice him.” your aunt said, returning to her own work on the other side of the counter.

Your eyes snapped up from the floor, not knowing what she meant. Of course, she noticed the confused look in your eyes. “He has been making eyes at you for the past month, and the only reason you haven’t noticed is because you have been making eyes at him every time he wasn’t looking!”

Your mind started racing as you attempted to process what your aunt had just told you. The handsome man from the square had been making eyes at you? Why hadn’t he approached you sooner and introduced himself? You knew that you had seen him at a ball or in the tavern once or twice, but he had never come forward and-

“Alright, you,” your aunt laughed, interrupting your thoughts and taking the cloth from you hand. “I can tell that I have ruined any shred of concentration that you have left. Go home and get some rest, I will see you bright and early tomorrow.”

As much as you hated to admit it, you did not get much rest that night. The rest of your evening was filled with thoughts of the handsome stranger. His bright eyes preoccupied you all through dinner and while you were trying to fall asleep. Tomorrow couldn’t come soon enough.

The next morning, your aunt insisted that she didn’t need help in the back, like usual. Instead, she tied a ribbon in your hair and ordered you to ‘spruce up’ the front window. You had rolled your eyes, but did what she said nonetheless.

She was hoping that the man from yesterday would be back, and you couldn’t say that your hopes didn’t lie in the same place.

So, you set about organizing the pastries when a familiar smiling face appeared on the other side of the window. He offered you another charming smile before his eyes darted down to the sweets you had just placed in the window. From this distance, you saw something that you hadn’t noticed in the course of your staring.

The man that you had admired for months was hungry- you might even go as far to say that he was starving.

You weren’t usually one for impulses, but before you could consciously make the decision, you had gathered up a basket of bread along with a few sweets and were out the door.

After a few moments of searching, you were beginning to feel foolish. The stranger had slipped away after you had turned away, and you were starting to think that you weren’t going to find him.

But just as you turned back in the direction of the shop, you spotted him, along with the three men he constantly seemed to be surrounded by. Now that you were so close to him, you began to doubt yourself. You had never spoken to this man before, and now you were trying to feed him.

What if you had been mistaken? He might not have been hungry after all. What if you offered him the basket and he and his friends laughed in your face? You had seen the way that they taunted the poor man with about his thoughts on the constitutional convention. What if they thought you were only a silly foolish girl and-“

"Excuse me miss?” a man’s voice asked, drawing you out of your downward spiral.

You looked up to see him, the man from the shop window. “My name is Alexander Hamilton, and I couldn’t help but admire you from across the square.” He said smoothly, before bending down to kiss your hand.

You were dumbstruck for a moment, almost in a state of disbelief. He was here, talking to you, and now you knew his name. “It’s a pleasure to meet you,” you said, shaking it off after you heard your voice shake a bit. “My name is Y/N, I work just over there,” you said with a slight cursty before gesturing across the square to the bakery. “I couldn’t help but notice that you seemed a bit hungry when I saw you at the window earlier this morning.” you said, gesturing to the basket in your hand. “I thought that you might like this, on the house, of course.”

Now, it was his turn to blush. He seemed to be almost at a loss for words while he processed that you were giving him the baked goods. “You are too kind, Miss Y/L/N.” he said quietly, eyeing the basket. “Perhaps I could write to you?” He asked with a gleam of hope in his eyes.

“I would be honored, Mr. Hamilton.” you said quietly, while glancing back to the shop, where you saw your aunt attempting to hide a smile behind her hand. “I do have to get back,” you said reluctantly, backing away from him.

“Do allow me the honor of accompanying you back to the shop,” he said jokingly, offering you his arm.

You laughed before wrapping your arm around his and allowing him to lead you back to the shop. You walked in comfortable silence, before he bowed and kissed your hand once more before leaving you at the shop and returning to his friends.

You were about to try and explain the situation to your aunt, when you heard the catcalls and laughter from Alexander’s friends across the square. You chose to simply shake your head and offer a smile to your aunt, before picking up a rag and getting back to work.

You didn’t think that you could feel any happier, until you arrived at work the next day to find a letter waiting for you, signed A. Ham.

But like.. Imagine the boys living in a dorm. All the bickering about stupid things, and them having to learn how to at least get along so that they won’t kill each other, someone accidentally washing Castiel’s red shirt together with everybody else’s white clothes… I would love a dorm!AU.

I saw a lot of these on my post about being a fanfic writer:

“I am but they aren’t good.”
“They aren’t that good and I’ve never published anything”

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASEPLEASSSS write and publish your fanfiction! No matter how bad you think it is, someone will enjoy it. And writing fanfiction is an AMAZING way to start creative writing, you get into the flow of writing down your creative ideas and content and end up creating something awesome!

I’m in no way the best fanfic writer, I still have a hard time setting the scene and shit so half the time you’re thinking “where the fuck are they???” BUT I am however a huge fanfic advocate and will fight until the day I die that fanfiction is one of the greatest ways to express yourself creatively and learn the basics of writing.

So with every fiber of my being, PLEASE publish your fanfics!

Only Me ( Jungkook- BTS)


Hihihi ok so I read your namjoon request and i dooooo really like it so could you please do me a rough jungkook scenario? >< all good if u cant hahahahaaaaa i should probably study instead of smuts on tumblr all day.

I hope you like it Anon. It was so hard to write my innocent baby roughing it up with someone but I did. Tell me if you like it or not… ENJOY!!!


Originally posted by forjimin

Last month was the last time you saw your boyfriend, Jungkook. You guys had your first argument and he walked out. He hadn’t called you or stopped by. Even an email or a like on instagram would suffice. You just needed something to know that he still cared. But wasn’t the problem in the first place? You felt neglected by him. You knew how busy he had been yet he found a few minutes to fool around with friends but not a second to even text you ‘hey’.

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No One’s Better

Originally posted by chatnoirs-baton

Newt x Reader

Request:  Hello Cookie! Would you possibly mind writing a newt x reader imagine in which the reader is dating newt and insecure about themselves and something happens to make the reader believe newt would be happier with someone else? Fluff at the end please, I enjoy your writings!

Warnings: Fluff cause Fluff is life and a self doubting reader

You shifted nervously in the outfit Queenie had bought for you. It was simple outfit but looked beautiful to you. It was a white top that was tucked into a flaring red skirt. Yet when you looked in the mirror, It didn’t help you at all. In fact, you kinda felt like it was ruined.

You knew you were pretty, but you never felt pretty enough. You never knew why but it was like a parasite gnawing through you. At first you only thought your hair was weird, but as time continued on you kept finding more and more things you didn’t like. Of course you would never tell Newt this. He already had too much on his mind.

You didn’t want to worry him too much.

“(Y/n) dear everyone’s ready. Have you finished up?” Newt’s voice asked through the door. You sighed fixing your clothes one more time in hopes that maybe something would change.

You opened the door giving Newt a small smile. “Yea I’m done… Sorry I couldn’t get it to look right,” You said softly looking away from him.

Newt only smiled and took your hand giving it a small squeeze. “You look stunning as always.” He kissed your cheek sending waves of butterflies through your stomach.

“Thank you Newt,” You mumbled quietly feeling the heat rise to your cheeks. You and Newt made your way to the living room where Tina, Queenie, and Jacob sat waiting for you.

You noticed how pretty Tina looked in her dress which was a light purple. You self consciously fiddled with the sleeve of your shirt looking away. “Ready to go go you two?” She asked.

“Yea we’re ready to go,” Newt said glancing at you nervously. You were acting a little strange, but decided to let it go

Dinner was stressful for you. You and Newt were struggling to keep conversations going. Suddenly there was a gap between the two of you, and you were afraid you couldn’t fix it. It had to be your fault. Newt hardly messed up while here you were messing things up without trying to.

So Tina started talking to you two trying to lighten the mood, but instead you were left out of the conversation. You watched Newt and Tina chuckling and happily chatting, and well… Something seemed to break inside you. The two were just so perfect for each other… In fact Newt and Tina together made more sense to you…

They just seemed to click better… You and Newt struggled a lot more…

“(Y/n) are you alright?” Queenie’s soft voice pulled you from the broken thoughts swirling through your head. Her face holding nothing but concern for you.

“Oh yea Queenie… I think I should head back…” You mumbled running a hand through your hair. You shifted under everyone’s gaze as you got up wrapping your coat tightly around you. You left quickly not looking back.

Newt stared after you frowning. “Queenie do you know what that was about?” 

Queenie shifted nervously suddenly interested in her drink. “I’m not sure if I should say…” She took a sip from her drink closing her yes.

Newt frowned more crossing his arms. “Queenie what’s wrong with (Y/n)? I deserve to know….”

Queenie sighed and mumbled,”Alright but your not gonna like it sweetheart…”

You were at home nestled in your bed staring at the wall. You closed your eyes trying to ignore the aching hole growing in your stomach. You felt like a kid again. Unsure of what exactly this was and how to get rid of it.

The door suddenly creaked open making you tense. “(Y/n)… It’s me…” The pit grew realizing who it was.

Newt nestled in beside you wrapping an arm around you. “(Y/n)… Queenie told me what’s wrong…” He placed his head on your shoulder. His hands tracing unknown patterns on your waist. “Why didn’t you tell me you thought that way about yourself…”

You closed your eyes tears starting to fall. “It’s not important,” You mumbled feeling your chest tighten. You were suddenly turned towards Newt as he pushed your chin up. You opened your eyes only to be met with right green eyes filled with sadness.

“Not important? (Y/n) you’ve been thinking badly about yourself,” He said softly gently wiping your tears away. “I could help you know… Y-You don’t have to do things alone…” He fidgeted slightly studying you sadly.

You started sobbing nestling your face in the crook of his neck. “I-I’m sorry…”  Newt soothingly rubbed your back shifting slightly to make you more comfortable.

“Don’t apologize (Y/n)… I’m going to help you… I promise,” Newt mumbled as you slowly began to calm down. “(Y/n) your perfect… I don’t know why you don’t see it..” He slowly stroked your hair sighing softly.

“I am?” You blushed slightly trying to stop sniffling. You looked up at Newt and for a moment you reminded him of a injured animal. 

“Of course (Y/n)! There’s no one better then you.” He kissed your nose smiling softly. “I love you…” He mumbled giving you a quick kiss.

You nuzzled up to him closing your eyes and listening to his heart. For the first time in a long time, you stopped worrying. “I love you too Newt.”

ok but imagine: Simon likes Agatha, but she’s Not Interested™, so he wants to make her jealous by dating someone else, which leads up to Simon asking Baz to be his fake boyfriend. And they really act like a couple bc they hold hands, and even kiss (only in front of Agatha of course, why would they kiss anywhere else where Agatha can’t see them? That was the purpose right? Right?).

And Baz is digging it bc he has been waiting for this since forever, and Simon catches himself enjoying it too (but he doesn’t like it of course, psh, he still likes Agatha duh).

But then Agatha actually confronts him and asks if he wants to go on a date or something (probably bc she was tired of Simon trying so hard). And to everyone’s surprise, Simon says no.

“Sorry Agatha, but I’m already taken.” And then he kisses Baz (who came out of nowhere) in front of everyone, but this time without faking it, and everyone, including me, cheering in the background.