fics that are mine

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Life Was a Song, You Came Along  , by @rainbowninja

It’s embarrassing how long it takes Louis to recognize his own song. Niall had sung it as a bright, hopeful love song, and that’s honestly how Louis had always assumed it should sound. But this new voice, slow and rough, stripped of any backing instrument, has infused the lyrics with just the tumultuous mix of fear and defiance that Louis can remember so clearly from the night he wrote them.

It’s not a comfortable thing, to feel like someone is singing all your secrets back to you.

Louis is a songwriter trapped in a lie that could ruin his best friend’s career. Harry owns a record store, distrusts everyone in the music industry on principle, but loves Niall Horan’s newest album. A modern retelling of Singin’ in the Rain.

Harry/Louis | 31k | angst | hate to love | explicit (b!Louis)

Later, whenever Louis tells the story, he starts with Pitchfork. When questioned, he always argues that the day Pitchfork reviewed Niall’s album was the day things really started going to shit.

It’s not quite true, of course. The seeds of destruction had actually been sown months ago by Simon Cowell, head of one of the largest record labels in Britain and also, incidentally, Louis’ boss. Simon was the one who had pushed for Niall to be branded as a singer-songwriter: “you know, speaking from the heart. Just you and your guitar on stage, like all that Ed Sheeran bullshit? It’ll be huge.” Simon was also the one who told Niall to pass Louis’ music off as his own, using words like “gift” and “happy compromise.” And then, when they’d both initially refused, using words like “legal battle” and “PR disaster” instead.

Louis knows he should regret the album that resulted. Although Louis and Liam have a bit of a reputation in the industry as hit-makers, they mostly write pop songs for boy bands and X Factor winners, and Louis had never intended for the songs in his personal notebooks to see the light of day. He can’t bring himself to regret that they have. Which is why Louis can’t blame Niall, or the album, or even Simon (mostly). And every time Louis suggests blaming himself, Liam launches into an earnest monologue that Louis doesn’t have the heart to forestall.

Instead, Louis decides to blame Pitchfork. He thinks Pitchfork exemplifies the type of pretentious, name-dropping, overly metaphorical nonsense that makes for the worst kind of music reviewing these days.

So, you know, they probably had it coming.


(thanks to @melmanpur for the manip, the notebook manip is mine with @yourssincerelylarry font), the Harry/Zayn is unknown.)

Storms and Visitors {Sirius Black x Reader} *SMUT*

Blessing your feeds with some SMUT SMUT SMURT SMUT. This was so worth it to write. Next one will be Remus ;) REQUESTS ARE OPEN

Regulus invites you at his house to stay for the night until the storm stops but Sirius has other plans.

WARNING: SMUT, DOMINANT!SIRIUS, SEXUAL THEMES, WASH YOUR EYES WITH SOAP AFTER READING THIS

Enjoy! @allertonn

xx

When the hard rain and the thunder rumbled into a magnificent chaos in the night sky, Disappparating was simply not an option. It was a huge mistake to leave the house especially for (Y/n). She had not yet learned how to Disapparate properly and even worse, she was stuck in Diagon Alley. Everyone had ran for cover as soon as the rain poured heavily and (Y/n) quickly stayed at Madam Malkin’s when she heard someone call her name.

“(Y/n)?” Regulus said, walking towards her with a smile. “How nice to see you here.”

“Regulus!” She exclaimed, clearly surprised as well to find her housemate in the shop. She came up to him with a long embrace before pulling back. “The weather’s crazy, isn’t it? A storm right in the middle of summer.”

“Yeah, it’s quite strange,” he agreed. “How are you?”

“Fine as usual. What’re you buying, by the way?” (Y/n) asked, peeking curiously at the coat he carried in his arm.

“Oh, I didn’t buy anything. This is my brother’s,” he said, showing the black coat with several holes. “He came to visit today since our parents aren’t home. I’m just getting it fixed for him.”

“That’s so sweet of you!” (Y/n) smiled, making Regulus blush.

“I guess so. We may hate each other but we’re still brothers,” he chuckled, rubbing his neck, a habit both Black brothers had when they wanted to ask something nervously. “Hey, listen, do you know how to get back home by yourself?”

“I’m still figuring it out. The rain doesn’t look like it’s stopping,” (Y/n) replied, looking up at the ceiling where she can hear the hard pitter patters of the rain.

“Well, I was wondering if you wanted to stay at my house for the night. It’s quite late and I know you live very far but my house is near by. We can take some Floo powder instead so we won’t have to get wet.”

“Are you sure, Regulus? I-I don’t want to be a bother or anything…”

“It’s fine! I’m sure my brother won’t mind,” he reassured, “but if you don’t want, that’s fine too. I completely understand if you don’t want to come with me–”

“Regulus,” she comforted, “Thank you.”

She held his hand and rested her head on his shoulder as he lines up in front of the counter with a smile on his face.

Green flames erupted from the ashes of the fireplace in Grimmauld Place and out came (Y/n) first, shortly followed by Regulus. The dining room was dark and empty except their house elf who was carrying a silver tray.

“Welcome home, Master Regulus,” he greeted, “Kreacher sees his master brought company. How nice.”

“Oh, Kreacher, this is (Y/n). She’s staying her until the storm stops,” Regulus said, shaking off his coat and hanging it on the chair before taking a seat.

“Would the young miss like some tea?” Kreacher offered, showing her his silver tray full of teacups and teabags. “The bloodtraitor hates anything Kreacher gives. Kreacher thinks he should not eat anymore. Filthy bloodtraitor–”

“Just chamomile for me, thank you,” (Y/n) said, not wanting to hear what else he has to say about Sirius who just came down from the stairs.

“Regulus, is that you?” He called from behind the door before entering the dining room, his eyes immediately setting on (Y/n).

“Didn’t know your girlfriend will be here,” Sirius smirked as he leaned against the door frame. He was incoming his seventh year already and (Y/n) felt her heart race.

“She’s not my girlfriend, Sirius. She’s my…friend,” Regulus said the last part softly.

“I’m (Y/n). I’m just staying here for the night. I promise I won’t try to be a bother–”

“Hey, no worries. I don’t mind a little company,” Sirius said, “Regulus, why don’t you show her to our guest room? I’m sure she’s exhausted.”

(Y/n) have known about Sirius and the troubles he would cause back in Hogwarts but she had never expected him to be very welcoming especially to someone who was a Slytherin like his whole family. She imagined he would be more cold and maybe even worse but she was happy to know that he was polite and kind.

The two brothers led her to their guest room which had a large, four poster bed with a chandelier hanging on top. It was nice and clean and obviously, painted in gray and green. Regulus walked in to make sure it was comfortable enough for her when he heard the thunder rumble outside.

“The rain’s not stopping but I hope you’ll be able to get some rest. I’m assuming you’ve had dinner already?”

“Yeah,” (Y/n) answered before walking towards him. “Thank you for letting me stay. If it weren’t for you, I’d still be soaking wet in Diagon Alley.”

“You’re welcome,” he whispered shyly, feeling his cheeks redden once more. “If you need anything, I’ll be down the hall.”

“Thank you. Good night, Regulus.”

“Good night, (Y/n).”

The door creaked softly as the brother entered the room. He kept his footsteps light while his eyes watched (Y/n)’s chest rise up and down, her hand holding tight onto the pillow as she dreamed. Her neck was completely exposed but as he approached her closer, he saw that she was only dressed in her lace underwear.

Sirius felt himself harden at the sight, not being able to contain the temptation any longer. He crawled slowly and gently on top of her. He trailed his lips from her collarbone up to her throat until he reached her chin. She really looked delectable.  She moaned at the feeling, the sound driving him insane as he kissed her neck.

Sirius…”

He pulled away at the mention of his name, checking if she was awake. Her eyelids slowly opened as he watched her carefully but she did not seem surprised. She smiled and slipped her fingers through his thick, dark locks.

“Why’d you stop, darlin’?”

Sirius immediately dove in to taste her lips. He kissed her rapaciously, his tongue begging for entrance, needing to feel the sensation of her tongue playing with his. She allowed him to slip inside while grinding against the tent that had formed in his trousers. It made him moan and even want her more. Throwing his shirt aside, he licked his lip and stripped her off her undergarments before proceeding to remove his pants. His cock was already aching from the tight confines of his jeans and the dark spot on his boxers was enough evidence to show her how much he wanted her. He licked her neck up and down before he bit her earlobe softly, his hand trailing down to her breasts. He pinched her nipple between his fingers and as she let out a moan, he began to massage her.

“ ‘Been wanting this now, haven’t you?” He teased, sucking onto the spot right below her ear. He lowered his hand further, his palm feeling every inch of her skin as he guided his fingers to her entrance where he felt her already soaking wet.

He teased her lips by rubbing his finger up and down and barely slipping in the tip of his finger. The combination of his kisses on her neck and his teasing made her almost control. Her hips bucked at his hand, making him chuckle.

“Please, Sirius. N-Need you…”

“Hm, maybe not yet, love.” He said, pulling back his fingers and putting them into his mouth while she watched him. As much as he wanted to tease her, he himself also wanted to taste her more and so he stretched her legs wide open. Seeing her dripping for him made him growl hungrily. He kissed her inner thighs softly before dragging his tongue on her clit and slowly slipping into two of his fingers inside.

“Oh God…” She let out, holding onto his hair as an effort to get him closer. Sirius immediately got her message, moving his fingers in and out rapidly, making her clench tight. He alternated between moving his fingers inside and sticking his tongue in, both giving her the pleasure she so desired. As her climax neared, Sirius pulled out his fingers and concentrated on giving her release with his tongue.

Her hands gripped onto his hair, allowing him to moan into her and sending vibrations. He removed his boxers while keeping his mouth on her entrance and with a buck of her hips and a loud moan, she came on his tongue.

He lapped onto her juices both inside and out. He wanted to make sure he tasted every drop of her essence before he pulled away. She was breathing heavily as she watched him smirk and hover above her.

“How was it?”

“Good…good…” She breathed but Sirius was not yet finish.

He teased the head of his cock up and down her entrance, slicking her with her own juices, his precum, and his saliva. (Y/n) instinctively rose her hips to let him slide in but he held her hips to prevent her from moving.

“Tell me, love. Is this what you want?”

“Sirius, please…I want you.” She looked at him with pleading eyes, her arms around his neck. “I’m ready for you.”

He stopped teasing her for a while, his lips coming down onto hers. He kissed her lightly, in contrast to how he started earlier. He moved his lips against her in a sweet and delicate way as though she was fragile. She kissed him back lovingly before she felt him slightly push in his cock to her wet entrance. He pulled back and pressed his sweaty forehead against hers, eyes on each other. She nodded at him before he slid all the way into her tight core where she welcomed him. He bottomed out and started to move, stretching her for his thick length.

Gentle and slow was his pace as he whispered praises to her ear, reminding her how good she made him feel and how tight she was becoming. She was like a euphoric pill and his own, personal nirvana. The sounds she made as he continued to push in and out of her were angelic and flawless, though every once in a while, he would kiss her to keep her voice down so as to prevent her from waking up his brother.

“We don’t want any one to interrupt us now, do we?” He whispered, kissing her cheek.

Her climax was beginning to start once more as Sirius decided to speed up his thrusts. From slow and gentle, his pace became hard and fast. He was becoming erratic and rough since he was also starting to feel himself close. He kept his thrusts powerful, the head of his cock hitting her spot repeatedly.

“(Y/n), gonna cum! Gonna cum inside!”

“Come on, Sirius. I’m close too.”

The two moaned in chorus and with one last push, Sirius felt himself spill inside her. She came as soon as she felt the warm sensation flood her core, her juices mixing in with his. He kept himself inside her for a few minutes even as he softened, his face buried in her neck. He trailed kisses on her skin once more before he pulled out and laid back down beside her, the two panting heavily. After a few minutes of rest, they both fell asleep through the stormy night.

I know the original ‘bat cave’ was… you know….. a cave where literal bats lived, but I bet a lot of them left with the construction of the computers and the artificial lights, especially because most of the commotion would be at dawn and dusk, when the bats were heading out or trying to come back to rest.

BUT I’m sure there are some bats that give exactly zero shits, and live in the cave anyway (the unshakeable Alfred-like bats).

But like…bats poop?! So Bruce and Alfred, in the really early days, must have made a breathable tarp that hangs a respectable distance from the ceiling to catch the poop so it doesn’t land on a) million dollar prototypes b) evidence, or, the most valuable of all c) Alfred’s cookies.

Every now and then the tarp has to be taken down so it can be replaced, but it is 100% IMPOSSIBLE to remove the tarp without getting bat poop ALL OVER yourself.

What I’m saying is that at one point every single Robin and Batgirl has committed an offence that got them on bat-shit duty

(It’s almost as as bad as being grounded from patrol)

(almost)

Week Four

A/N: Welcome to week four for where I’m kind of playing catch up from last week. Rec list tags: @mogaruke

No Pairing

A New World by @impala-dreamer 

OMG she better call the number! Like I kind of feel bad for the guy but then and not really cuz he’s not Sam or Dean and that’s what matters lol. Just saying… I wouldn’t mind a sequel…

Classic Car Family by @just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms  (fluff)

This kind of killed me in such a good way! IT was like nostalgia and every emotion wrapped up into one! The ending blind sided me and I just like fell out of my chair!

Storm Clouds by @impala-dreamer  (angst)

So I skipped this last week and had to wait until I was in a good place to read this and damn this was so good. It was very realistic, almost too realistic to me. This just goes to prove that you can’t go wrong with having the Winchesters as family

Dean x Reader

Stitches and Whiskey by @impala-dreamer  (fluff)

OMG YES! I love a sassy Dean soooo much! And the fact that this has never happened on the show kind of makes me mad. You need to pitch this idea to the writers. Like just use a GD first aid kit for once.

Mile High Club by @jpadjackles  (smut)

OMG. That was short sweet and HOT AF. I’m gonna need a part 2 but she was not take care of and we can’t have that. Deans took caring for that. *begs for part 2*

Vulnerable by @dancingalone21  (fluff)

This was wonderful! All the silliness and cuteness! I love how Dean didn’t care if she was a lesbian. A lot of people see him as just someone who wants sex but he’s deeper than that! Love this!

Here Now by @impala-dreamer  (fluffy angst)

Dean coming back from hell gets me every time! Like he’s just so vulnerable! I’ve never felt the need to protect anyone as much as I feel the need to protect him when he comes back from hell. This was just so full of emotion! Love it! 

Barcelona by @pinknerdpanda (fluff)

Aww this was soo sweet! I love how Dean makes it up to her! All he really had to do was say sorry and be all Dean like but he chose to do something so sweet! Made me swoon a million times over.

Truth or Truth by @ilostmyshoe-79 (smut)

OHMYGOSH. That was so hot! I could have gone for a cold shower after reading this. Whew, this had me sweating!

An Impossible Choice by @nichelle-my-belle (angst)

OUCH. Oh my gosh that just killed my heart and my soul. Ugh poor Dena, poor Cal! Even Sam lost a friend! This just killed me…

Imagine Dean coming home to you dancing around the kitchen, singing Pour Some Sugar on Me while baking a pie by @bringmesomepie56 (smut)

“Thank god for Def Leppoard and Apple Pie” Yes! Thank god because this fic was amazing! I love that Dean was so bold! Then again when is het not lol

Got Me Feeling Emotions by @thegreatficmaster (fluff/angst)

NO! WHAT?! AH! Wheres the rest?! I keep scrolling down and there’s still not more! Im always up for some demon Dean and I wouldn’t hate a second part… ;)

Sam x Reader

Better Than This by @melbelle45 (fluff)

My fave line “Three lives were formed in this body, three healthy lives that live and breathe and destroy our house.“ Swwoooon so hard! And the Daddy!Sam at the end <3

Perfect by @imagineteamfreewill (fluff)

Aw I love fluffy Sam! He was so sweet and so nice! I think we all can agree that we all need a little Sammy in our life…. or a lot of Sammy ;)

The Guest Of Honor by @revwinchester  (fluff)

Ah!! I love College!Sam and how freaked out he was about her being the presidents daughter! Glad he came to his senses though!

Black and Blue by @bringmesomepie56  (smut) 

Ha! I can just imagine Sam being super bummed that he tried to kiss a girl and was met with a punch to the face. Well I think they made up for that!

Jensen x Reader

That’s My Girl by @not-moose-one-shots (fluff)

This was soo cute! I love all the things that Jensen said he love about the reader! It was all very sweet and made me swoon!

Too Good by @impala-dreamer (fluff)

I’d watch Jensen put different clothes on all day. In fact, I’d probably watch him do anything… But we all know that leather jacket kills all of us!

Jared x Reader

Lift you up by @impalaimagining (angst)

We all have shitty days, some worse than others. Pretty sure if I had Jared my day would be far far less shitty. I’d like to rent Jared for the day please?

late night at sea

an: day two of fluffy mini ficlet week continues with a little parents!cs! <3 for my love @swans-and-pirates.


She’s barely three weeks old when, in the middle of the night with her little lungs wearing out from all of the screaming and tears, Killian makes the decision to bring her out to the Jolly.

Emma, just as tired and fed up with the hours of trial and error, agrees to go, grabbing everything she can think she might need out on the ship before she slips into her shoes and cradles the baby against her chest, trying fruitlessly to stop her cries.

“She’ll be alright,” Killian assures her. “If she’s anything like her father, the sea will calm her.”

He’s right.

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Consequence | Confession Part 2

Originally posted by dylanobrienbaby

A/N: Well… I tried. There’s not much to say except I really don’t love this. I re-wrote the whole thing six times over and this is the reincarnation I hate the least and I can’t write it again or I’ll go insane. So, here it is, and I hope you like it more than I do. (M’srry)

Summary: Everything has a consequence, it all depends on what you do that determines whether it will be worth while, or a mistake.

Word count: 3,881

Warnings: Nothing really, you’re safe.

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Keeping her face carefully neutral Caroline shakes her head in denial, “You don’t even know me.”

“Now that’s not strictly true, is it? I know you hate gin. You’re fantastic at darts, and a bit of a sore winner. I know you like to sleep on your stomach and that you monopolize the covers. You’re smart, and calculating. Methodical. I can’t wait to pick your brain, about the plans Elijah laid out. You’re an excellent dancer. And I’ve never seen anything lovelier than your face when you’re coming around my cock.”| Catch me If you Can by @lalainajanes

Gentle

Steve/Tony

Summary: Tony is feeling a little down after a mission and asks Steve to give him gentle tickles rather than rough ones.

A/N: Based on this prompt. I’m quite happy with this one, so I hope you’ll enjoy it too!

Words: 1 558

Steve’s body was aching. It wasn’t overwhelmingly bad, but the dull pain that shot through his limbs was annoying and a slightly too big of a reminder of a life full of chronic pain that he’d left behind him. He glanced at Tony as they entered their bedroom. If he was in pain he couldn’t imagine how Tony might be feeling.

“Are you hurt?” he asked once they’d shut the door behind them.

Tony shook his head. “Nah. The suit took all the beating. I promise,” he added at Steve’s skeptical look.

Steve didn’t say anything, but he didn’t take his eyes off of him as they started undressing. Tony never winced once, and Steve couldn’t find a single trace of oncoming bruises on his body, so he reckoned the genius was speaking the truth regarding his well being for once.

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I just received a FB Messenger chat from my ex from 12 years ago. We’re still friends on all our social medias, but we just never saw each other or chat for 7 years now.

Anyway.

He just started the message by carrying on with our last chat … from 2010. (”to answer your last message, kudos to you too!”).

And All I can think is :  “ WTF I NEED TO READ A LARRY EX TO LOVERS AU STARTING LIKE THAT”

my favorite klance fics on ao3

Constellations by moonlights0nata

  • Ratings: General Audiences, M/M, Complete Work
  • Tags: No Archive Warnings Apply, Keith/Lance (Voltron), Keith (Voltron), Lance (Voltron), Established Relationship, klance, corny af

“You could have dodged that, what happened?” Lance turned his head at Keith, and now he saw them, more closely, the freckles, like a million tiny stars.

“You have freckles.”

Lifelines by kit_cat

  • Ratings: General Audiences, M/M, Complete Work
  • Tags: No Archive Warnings Apply, Keith/Lance (Voltron), Lance (Voltron), Keith (Voltron), Hunk (Voltron), Pidge (Voltron), Allura (Voltron), Coran (Voltron), Shiro (Voltron), Klance Secret Santa 2016, Reincarnation, kinda???, also kinda introspective, Angst and Fluff, and also reunions, HAPPY HOLIDAYS Y'ALL, Lance remembers his former life and this causes pain basically, deadline are fun i say sarcastically as I cry into my laptop, Established Relationshipif you count multiple lifetimes

Lance is born into the world with one soul too many and a head full of memories from a life no longer his own. 

Small Glimpse by BleuSarcelle

  • Ratings: General Audiences, M/M/Gen, Choose Not To Use Archive Warnings/ No Archive Warnings Apply, Complete Work
  • Tags: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply, Keith/Lance (Voltron), Keith (Voltron), Lance (Voltron), Shiro (Voltron), Allura (Voltron), Pidge (Voltron), Hunk (Voltron), Coran (Voltron), Cannon Verse, Galra Keith, Established Relationship, established klance, Kid Fic, Kinda, Protective Team, Asshole Emperor, Fluff, Family Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Lance wants kids, Also keith, klance, Baby Galra, Light Angst, Korean Keith (Voltron), Cuban Lance (Voltron), Female Pronouns for Pidge | Katie Holt, Main focus on Lance and Keith, Slightly Older Paladins

“Kill the child; it’s the right thing to do.”

Keith wonders for a second if his lion has suddenly appeared in front of him because his vision turns red at the Emperor’s words and the next thing he knows he’s being held back by both Shiro and Hunk, trashing wildly, snarling as he tries to get his claws around the alien’s throat in front of him.

(The one when the team saves a baby Galra from a planet that wanted to kill him and Lance and Keith get a taste of what would be like to have a family of their own.) (They like it.)

overtone, undertone, or how keith messed up (but not really). by saudade (WindedDreams)

  • Ratings: General Audiences, M/M, Complete Work
  • Tags: No Archive Warnings Apply, Keith/Lance (Voltron), Keith (Voltron), Lance (Voltron), mentions of everyone else, First Kiss, Keith isn’t actually oblivious he’s just half in denial, Lance isn’t actually an asshole like keith thinks he’s just awkward w/ dealing w/ his crush, keith’s pov, light angst at one stage, Stolen Hoody, Getting Together, Friends to Lovers

When Keith steals Lance’s hoody as revenge for how god damn annoying he is, he certainly doesn’t expect it to backfire like this.

In It To Win It by Lucy_Claire

  • Ratings: General Audiences, M/M, Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings/ No Archive Warnings Apply, Complete Work 
  • Tags: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Keith/Lance (Voltron), Keith Kogane/Lance McClain, Lance (Voltron), Keith (Voltron), Hunk (Voltron), Shiro (Voltron), Pidge | Katie Holt, Olympics AU, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Soulmate-Identifying Timers, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, This wasn’t supposed to be this long but oops, Lance is an Olympic Swimmer

One of two things was happening right now, either Lance was having a heart attack on of the biggest day of his life, or he had just laid eyes on his Soulmate.
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Competitive swimmer Lance McClain feels his Timer counting down right when he’s about to jump in the water and finish up his race. He’s faced with two choices in this moment: Continue the race and miss meeting his Soulmate at their fateful time or abandon his life’s work for someone he never met.

Lance makes his choice and has to suffer the consequence of never getting back what he missed out on. Or does he?

That was close by klanceheart 

  • Ratings: Teen, M/M, Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings/ No Archive Warnings Apply, Complete Work 
  • Tags: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply, Keith/Lance (Voltron), Klance - Relationship, Keith (Voltron), Lance (Voltron), Pidge (Voltron), Hunk (Voltron), Shiro (Voltron), Coran (Voltron), Allura (Voltron), 5+1 Things, Established Relationship, Kissing, Keith has freckles!!!, Freckled Keith, these two are so in love, Coming Out, i hope it’s okay to tag this as coming out, it’s really just the others finding out about klance, Making Out, Canon Compliant, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, some subtle sexual implications, but nothing like that happens so, No Smut

5 times Keith and Lance’s friends almost walk in on them kissing + 1 time they actually do.

Pure - Chapter 10

Summary: I’m a survivor. At least that’s what someone once told me. He was probably right, which explains a lot about me. Survivors are selfish and despicable, although I think he meant it as a compliment. Problem is, what I’m surviving for is sometimes hard to tell anymore.

A what if Katniss had gone to Cray, alternate Panem story.

WARNINGS: RATED E (I’m not kidding about this one) for language, canon compliant mentions of child abuse, mentions of drug usage, prostitution, underage (17 years old with older partners), mentions of assault, and explicit sexual content. Buckle up. It’s gonna be a bumpy ride.


I pause on the steps to hold my hand out and smile as a few flakes melt in my palm, others land freezing on my cheeks. For each flake, I name an act of pure kindness that I have seen someone perform. It’s a game I sometimes play, to remind me that even when the world is at it’s worst around us, there is always hope.


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Well, it’s finally here. The last chapter of this story. It’s been hellacious and fun and I have enjoyed every moment of writing it (and yes, that includes the chapters that had even me in tears while I wrote), and loved sharing it with ya’ll. The response has been incredible and I adore each and every one of you who have encouraged, liked, commented, or even just silently enjoyed it.

If you’ve been waiting for the last chapter before you tackle reading this monster, go forth and read. I cannot wait to hear your thoughts too. :-)

P.S. @peetabreadgirl: PBJ, you know what you did. You’re half the reason this thing even got posted, let alone turned into something that I am so proud to have written and worked with you on. Thanks for taking this ride with me and not kicking to me to the curb after Chapter 1. Smooches for all eternity, lady!

Until the next story! <3 KDNFB

nurseydex/zimbits fic prompt

someone should write this because I can’t get over how hilarious this would be. i basically just wrote the whole thing in bullet-point format, but if anyone with actual storytelling abilities wants to tackle this, i’d love you forever

  • okay so bitty’s senior year, the only friends left on smh that he hangs out with regularly are chowder, nursey and dex
  • chowder is obviously his favorite because chowder is bitty’s son, but chowder has caitlin, so it’s not like he’s there to hang 24/7
  • he and nursey are friends, but they’ve don’t really hang out by themselves a whole lot
  • we know that dex likes helping bitty cook and bake from tweets, sketches, and extras (remember hausgiving?)
  • so during bitty’s senior year, dex spends a lot of time in the kitchen helping him bake and hanging out with him
  • maybe also to talk about his crush on how much he can’t stand nursey
  • anyways, bitty is out of the closet so the newest frogs are probably aware that he’s gay, and also aware of samwell’s reputation (1 in 4 or maybe more)
  • they come by the haus a lot and see dex helping bitty bake, and bitty constantly calling dex “honey” or “sweetheart” (because that’s just how bitty is as a person)
  • what do they make of this?
  • obviously dex and bitty are dating

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anonymous asked:

number 1 for drabble meme, KC. Thanks!

1:  “The skirt is supposed to be this short.”

A number one coming right up! Hope you like Kol lol If not…I’m sooo sorry xD On FF

Also, If you want one!

Half-Time Show Entertainment

“Caroline, you look positively delightful! Still, I am afraid half of your skirt has fallen off somewhere - not that I’m complaining.” Kol joked, lifting his drink to her presence.

“Ha…funny, the skirt is supposed to be this short, and by the way you’re looking at my legs, it does its job fabulously.”

“Dangerous words coming from my brother’s little love. Should I ask who you’re going off to seduce with your lovely legs?” Kol asked.

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alright i’ll start writing The Alpha Thing once i finish the omega/cowbell fic

it’s gonna be long as fuck, though, and take me a while to write, so in the meantime here’s the ghost fics i’ve written/am currently writing already

they’re all M/M pairings because there aint enough queer shit in the ghost fandom tbh

[fic] drifting planets - 1 -

Voltron: Legendary Defender

(kallura. rated t. one-shot collection. misc.)

A collection of drabbles and one-shots, concerning the relationship between the Altean princess and the Red Paladin.

For: @lolirockin

Desc: She realized that they weren’t just soldiers, but humans, made of flesh and blood.

Notes: feat. injured!keith, introspection, & underlying angst

Rating: T for mild violence

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She never realized his own motality until that moment.

As the Altean princess watched the Red Paladin’s white-clad form, unmoving within the cryopod, the more unnerved she became.

He looked like a corpse.

Fortunately, Keith’s stats on her tablet proved otherwise. Allura had checked them for the umpteenth time today. As if waiting for something to go wrong - his heart rate to flatline, his vitals to go into the red - but, sighed in relief when that wasn’t the case

All readings proved normal; no complications.

Suddenly, she felt a firm, assuring hand on her shoulder. “Don’t worry, Princess.” Shrio said, flashing his signature comforting smile. “Keith’s a survivor. He’ll make it through.” Something flashed in his eyes, for just a tick, then added, “He always does.”

Allura wanted to believe him, but he wasn’t fooling anyone.

Quintessence never lied.

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