for god sake why are you so cute

About the ship wars on this fandom (ღ˘⌣˘ღ) ♫・*:.。. .。.:*・

Seriously guys, why don’t you just use your energy and love to create content to your OWN ship(s) and characters you like instead of using it to HATE and talk shit about the others??!!! Please??!! Thank you!!!??

The Last Night

@miracusims

I should be asleep, but after knowing what I know, I HAD to write this.

I am a filthy Louper shipper DON’T LOOK AT ME


The last night.

Funny how it sounded so final.

Personally, Piper didn’t feel like it should be that big of a deal. It was just college. It wasn’t like she wouldn’t come home for the holidays. It wasn’t like she’d never see her family again, or her friends.

‘The last night’ didn’t mean ‘the end’…

She glanced over to her right, taking in the flash of white teeth as her best friend grinned at some joke his mother had just told about his wild child days, green eyes crinkling at the corners as he laughed raucously. Funny–they were both young adults now, but while Piper had to get reacquainted with herself with every year she grew older, it still felt like Louis hadn’t changed a bit.

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Snap Pt. 1 [M]

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Smut, Comedy; Exorcist!AU

Pairing: Yoongi X Reader; Hoseok X Reader (As of now)

Word Count: 1.1k

Note: The smut will be coming in later parts, I promise. Additionally, any connections to Ao No Exorcist are purely coincidental, but I guess you could say this is lightly based off it? I’m not sure about the end-game pair yet, but we’ll see :)

It’s silent, save for the sound of ragged breathing. There’s something else mixed in there too; something that screams raw, bloodthirsty—something primal.
“You dare return?” An imperial voice, dark with promises of fire.

A groan, then:

“I do.”

There’s the sound of metal shrieking and everything fades to black.

“You know,” You look up when you hear someone clear their throat, “It’s basic manners to know that when someone greets you, you’re supposed to greet them back.”

“Right, I’m sorry, how could I forget?” You roll your eyes, words biting, “Hello, Your Highness.”

The boy in question sneers down at you, making you raise a defiant eyebrow in response to his haughtiness; seeing no reaction, he exaggeratedly runs his hand through his tresses of pitch black hair and shakes his head.

“I suppose I shouldn’t have expected anything else from you.” He sighs in mock bemusement, before he’s walking away, “I hope, for your own sake, you learn to treat your betters with respect.”

Your hands curl into fists at the jibe, obviously not in good humor, and it’s only the slight feel of a hand on your shoulder that knocks you out of your rage.

“Ugh, why is he so annoying, Tae?” You whine quietly, turning to face the redhead sitting beside you, “Like, does he honest to god walk around with a stick up his ass or something?”

“Yah, Y/N, don’t be so mean!” Taehyung smiles, as always, eyes scrunching up cutely, “I mean, Kookie’s trying, isn’t he?”

“Whatever.” You turn away, not even the sight of Kim Taehyung’s ever beaming face able to distract your thoughts from the self-entitled little prick, “I hate that dipshit. How on earth does Jimin even stand him?”

“It’s true love, Y/N.” Taehyung sighs almost dreamily, and you give him your most judgmental stare ever, “What? It is!”

“Sure, Tae.” You snort, hands reaching over the side of your desk to zip open your backpack and pull your notebook out, setting on your desk, “If that’s what you’d like to think.”

You continue to occasionally glare murderously into Jungkook’s back, until your professor walks in.

“Alright, kids!” Jin beams, radiant, “I’m pretty excited to announce your final projects today!”

He looks around, as though expecting applause, and with the severe lack of response, his smile drops, immediately replaced by a frown.

“Alright, fine,” He huffs, rearranging his blond strands in a show of completely fake nonchalance, “Whatever. The point here is,”

He pauses there, taking in your disinterested expressions, before clapping his hands together.

“The point here is, you’re going to be summoning a demon for a time period of five days, before you send them back. Doing so successfully, without any hiccups, would reward you the highest possible marks.”

There’s a wave of silence.

“Wait, what?” Jungkook is the first to break it, and that seems to open up the dam, so to speak, because the other students begin to mutter amongst themselves as well, “I don’t know, that doesn’t sound very safe!”

Loathe as you are to admit it, you’ve got to agree with the pompous ass there. Summoning a demon is like inviting trouble for yourselves. You might be practicing exorcists, but you’re nowhere near prepared enough to handle this on your own.

“I KNOW!” The sudden shout from the normally demure professor gets you all quietened down, and he sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose, “I’m aware of that, Jeon. That’s why you need to let me finish my entire explanation.”

He looks up then, broad shoulder straight.

“For this assignment, all of you are going to be assigned with a mentor, of sorts; basically, you’ll be receiving guidance from your seniors. They’re all accomplished with these summons, so they’ll be able to help you out, capisce?”

You immediately look to Taehyung, expecting to find a similarly horrified expression. Of course, this is Kim Taehyung. Of course, he looks excited, of all things.

“Uh, sir!” He waves excitedly, making the blonde sigh and nod in his direction. He beams, propping his head on the palm of his hand, “When do we get assigned to them?”

“That’s a very good question,” Jin admits, “I’ve got the list right here with me. I’ll be reading it out towards the end of class, because I’d like you all to actually concentrate here, thanks.”

There’s a general sigh of disappointment from the rest of the class, and you disbelievingly drop your head against your table with a soft thunk.

“I give up,” You murmur to yourself, “I…I don’t even know anymore.”

Everyone else seems happy enough, though. You hear some girls behind you giggling dizzily about hoping to be with Hoseok oppa.

As if.

You snort, propping your elbows on the table. Jung Hoseok is that typical senpai from those anime; always kind, and surrounded by tons of fangirls, but never really interested in them. It doesn’t help that he’s actually pretty good looking…not that you’ve noticed or anything. Definitely not.

As it turns out, though, Jin fails at capturing your attention, unlike how he hoped, and you and Taehyung take immense pleasure in passing around tiny notes with the weirdest things scribbled into them. Eventually though, Jin has to concede defeat, and he does so with flair.

“Alright,” He slams his book down, flipping it open and extracting a thin sheet of paper, “I’ll give you kids the names, seriously! Why can’t you ever focus?!”

There’s no response, but everyone looks vaguely uncomfortable, even Jungkook: the supreme asshat.

“I’m going to announcing your goddamn partners,” His eyes twitches rather dramatically, but it’s not as funny as it ought to be, “Once you hear your names, you better get out of my class, or I will get you detention with Professor Kim, don’t try me.”

“P-Professor,” Taehyung looks vaguely green, and you pat his back comfortably, “N-not him!”

Professor Kim Heechul is notorious for his…rather interesting disciplinary actions and sense of humor. Well, no one really understands the latter, but that’s part of his ‘appeal’, supposedly. You’re not exactly sure, since you’ve never run into him before, but Taehyung has, quite a few times, in fact.

Jin begins listing off names, seemingly immune to Taehyung’s sadness, and people are hardly given the chance to react, hurriedly listening for their names and leaving. You can faintly hear their cries of shock and delight, which blend into an interesting cacophony of noise from outside, and you strain your ears for yours. Despite all your talk of not caring, you actually want a nice senior who you can handle.

“Y/N!” Jin calls, eventually, finally, and you look at him, eagerly awaiting, “You’re with Jung Hoseok.”

Your smile drops.

Well fuck.


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Written By: (The immensely talented) Admin Midnight~ (Sangria loves to exaggerate)

Talk Too Much

Spencer Reid x Reader songfic. Listen to the song here - it’s kind of important, but if you don’t want to listen to it, here’s the gist: two people talk too much instead of actually getting together, but in the end shut each other up with a kiss. I recommend the song though.


“You guys are all coming tonight, right? Party at the bar a block from my place?” Morgan asks, pointing an accusing finger around at the group as you all gather your things at your desks. You look up and lock eyes with Spencer right across from you, and you do that thing where you have a conversation with your eyes. Only with Spencer can you do it, but somehow it’s the easiest thing in the world. 

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Bumbling Fool

Originally posted by giveme-yourattention

Requested by @myteenwolf-world:

“Hi, can you do a Merlin imagine where the reader is also a servant, but she’s always smiling and dancing around the castle and everyone gets along with her because she’s so kind and different from the other servants. Merlin fancies her but he thinks he’s not good enough for her and someone finds out about his crush and something cute happens between the reader and Merlin in the end. Thank you <3″

Warnings: FLUFFFFF


“Did you get those herbs I asked for?” 

“No I was busy- ow!” Merlin hissed when Gaius smacked him over the head with the scroll he was reading. 

“For gods’ sake boy I ask you to do one thing and you can’t even bother to do it, why do I even keep you around?” Gaius grumbled and Merlin rolled his eyes as he turned his attention back to the hunk of bread and soup on the table in front of him.

“Oh who bloody is it now?” Gaius snapped when there was a knock at the door. “Come in!” Gaius shouted as he ambled around the table to get to one of his flasks. The door creaked open and Merlin immediately sat up in his seat at the sight of *yn*. 

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Left For Dead (Part 1)

Pairing: Stiles x Reader
Summary: You’re dating Theo and Stiles can’t stand it. When he finds you next to his injured dad, he assumes you and Theo were in it together and leaves you in the tunnels, not knowing it may be the last time he sees you.

A/N: Message me if you’d like a Part 2! Enjoy!

MASTERLIST, MOBILE MASTERLIST
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Stiles stares at you as his eyes travel between Theo and you, his mouth hanging agape.
“There- there’s no way,” he says, shaking his head, half laughing.

“Come on Stiles, you don’t have to make this weird,” you urge him, and he snorts in response.

“Can I talk to you for a moment?” he asks before he glares at Theo, “Privately.”

“Won’t make a difference, werewolf hearing and all but sure,” you mumble as you follow Stiles further onto the field.

“Stiles, seriously, we’re practically standing in the middle of lacrosse practice,” you whine, becoming increasingly paranoid about the ball whizzing about.

“Y/N, you can’t date Theo,” Stiles laughs ironically, placing his hands on your shoulders as to tear your eyes away from the field.

“Stiles…” you interject.“

No, you’re not doing it, there’s something… off about him, I know it y/n and I’m not about to let you walk into the middle of whatever he’s planning.”

“He’s planning to take me on a date Stiles,” you sigh and Stiles loosens his grip on your shoulders, “You’re not going to listen to me, are you?” his eyes wander towards Theo who smirks at him, obviously listening in on the conversation.

“No, I am listening Stiles, and I trust you and value your opinion more than anyone else’s, but this is important to me, I really, really like him and I wish you could tell me what’s so off putting about him so that I could get these crazy butterflies to stop but I just…”

“You can’t help the way you feel,” Stiles finishes for you and you nod.

“I’m not saying it’s okay, and you’re definitely going to see less of me…”

“Stiles, come on!” you plead.

“… BUT if you ever need me, if there is ever anything, if he does anything,” Stiles fumbles around, unable to find the right words. You hug him, tightening your arms around his waist, “I get it idiot”.

He kisses your forehead before pulling away, “Well I better get t- WHOA DUCK Y/N!” he shouts and you turn just in time to see the ball spiralling towards your terrified face before a hand catches it inches away from hitting you.

“Careful boys, that’s my girl!” Theo yells towards the players before turning to face the two of you, “You too Stiles, next time you want to “catch up”, don’t drag her somewhere she’s going to get hurt.”

Stiles scowls before walking to join Scott and Lydia on the bleachers.

“So where am I taking you for dinner?” Theo asks, slipping an arm around your shoulder and pulling you closer to his side.“Seriously, anywhere that is not on this field is fine with me,” you laugh nervously, eyeing the field.

“Really? Even the cafeteria?” Theo grins, “Classy, but I think they’re closed after school hours” you retort.

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The date was better than the 100 times you had planned it in your head over the past few days. Theo was smooth and his hands didn’t clam up half as much as yours did, and when you embarrassedly pulled away and apologized for your overly sweaty, clammy hands, he simply pulled them back into his and rolled his eyes.

As Theo drove you home, the night replayed in your mind. Sure, you had only known each other a few weeks, but from the day you met he had constantly flirted; something you weren’t completely oblivious to but you didn’t want to make assumptions either. He finally asked you out after light hearted flirting almost every day and everything felt so easy with him; in fact, telling Stiles was probably the hardest part.

“So were you scared?” Theo interrupts your thoughts.

“Well, I was a little freaked out you might get grossed out by my hands which obviously contain the entire Pacific Ocean in them but I think I’m okay now,” you laugh.

HA HA,” he says sarcastically, “I mean, when you found out about all this supernatural stuff, were you scared?”

“Well, yeah it was pretty crazy seeing Scott turn into a wolf. I literally didn’t show up at school for 2 whole weeks. When I did, he and Stiles cornered me into the boy’s locker room and tried to explain things, but, what with me and my sweaty hands and the crying, it didn’t go so well. We actually got pulled into Coach Finstock’s office when he saw me running out of the locker room, followed by them and assumed the worst. But, I did cover for them, and I did let them explain with the distance of a large stick between us of course. It’s been about a year since then and sometimes it’s pretty hard to get my head around things but it’s okay now,” you explain, feeling out of breath after telling the story.

 “So, not scared?” he laughs.

“No. Fucking terrified.”

“Wait, did you say you held a stick out between you and them? What were you planning to do? Poke him? He’s a werewolf for god’s sake!”He looked over at me, placing one hand In mine, “Maybe I’ll have to teach you to take care of yourself against all these scary werewolves,” he laughs softly, squeezing your hand.

“I can take care of myself,” you reassure him, “But that was cute Theo.”

He finally pulls up at your house, following you to the door and you feel your hands begin to sweat once again.

“God, this is so embarrassing,” you mumble, clenching your hands into fists.He slips his hands into yours and lets them dangle by your sides, “Why do you get like that?” he smiles at you, raising an eyebrow.

“I don’t know, it just happens when I’m nervous I guess.”

“And what are you nervous about right now?” he smirks and you swallow hard.“Well you did the whole walking me to the front door thing which means you’re probably going-“

“To do this,” he whispers, leaning in and kissing you softly, moving one hand to cup your face.

“Yeah,” you mumble, unable to control your idiot like grin.“Well, I’m going to go now before I drown in your hand sweat,” he laughs and you punch his shoulder playfully despite being incredibly embarrassed about it.

“I’ll see you tomorrow y/n!” he yells from the car, and you wave before disappearing into your house, your heart uncontrollably pounding against your chest.

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“Theo, I don’t understand, what – what are you doing?” you cry as he pulls you through some underground tunnels and pushes you into a room with a large gate guarding the doorway.

“Y/N, listen to me!” Theo shouts, as you try to push past him, screaming as loud as you can before he clasps a hand around your mouth.

“SHUT UP AND LISTEN TO ME!” he yells and you nod quietly, terrified, hot tears streaming down your cheeks.

“If you stay here, you live. Stiles will find you. If you leave here, you’re dead. If you listen to me then maybe once this is all over, you’ll understand… but even if not, I can’t say I care, you were never part of the plan anyway,” he whispers, his eyes dark.

“I’m going to take my hand off your mouth, but if you so much as make a sound, you’ll regret it,” he says harshly, before smirking, “And would you look at that, your hands are all sweaty, nervous are we?” he asks rhetorically.

As soon as his hand lifts away you continue to scream and struggle in his grasp, but Theo merely looks amused.“Watch her, do what needs to be done, if she ends up collateral damage it’s her own damn fault,” he says to a boy who appears behind him from the tunnels.

“You mean, kill her?” the boy stutters, and Theo looks up annoyed.

“I’ll make things easier,” he sighs, pulling a knife out of his pocket and jabbing it into your side before pushing you into the arms of the boy.You stop screaming and stare at Theo, clutching your side and wincing, wishing more than anything that you had listened to Stiles about him.“I told you you’d regret not shutting up,” he sighs.

His eyes linger on your face momentarily before he disappears back into the tunnels and you wonder if anything that had happened between the two of you was real at all.

The boy lets you drop to the floor and picks up a pipe, “Don’t try anything,” he says, his voice shaking.Your eyes were starting to blur and you knew if you stayed longer you wouldn’t be able to warn the others, so as you see the boy check his phone you make a run for the door, but fall short as you feel the pipe hit the back of your head before blacking out.

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You wake up to see Sheriff Stilinski on the floor across the room, you try to call out but your voice remains stuck in your throat, so you slowly drag yourself toward him, before placing your hand below his chest where he looks like he’s been jabbed with a knife as well.

“Sheriff Stilinski,” you mumble, staring at the bloody mess, looking around to see no one was holding you hostage anymore.You move your hand to the back of your head only to realise you were bleeding from there as well. Hot tears stream down your cheeks as you try to wake the sheriff, only to be interrupted by a familiar voice.

“DAD!” You hear the voice in the doorway, your eyes finally focusing on Stiles who was staring at you in shock. You’re filled with relief before you notice the expression on his face.

“What- WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM!” he yells at you, shaking his dad.

“No, Stiles…” you try to say but his voice overpowers your own.He lifts his dad and places his arm around his waist, struggling to drag him out.

“Stiles,” you call out, wincing.

He turns to stare at you momentarily before continuing to walk away.

“Stiles, please don’t leave me here,” you sob.

 “If anything happens to him, you’re dead to me, and Theo, he’s just dead,” he spits, tears running down his face as he too disappears into the tunnels.

2

The demon had hit you pretty hard, blood was flowing down one arm and the other was hurting like hell. You tried not to let it show, not in front of all perfect Jace Wayland. He always got these missions done with ease and it bugged you that you had been careless and gotten hurt.

You tried to get out your stele and take care of the wound but almost dropped the thing as a sharp pain went through your whole arm. It hurt terribly but you were too proud to ask for help.

„Let me take care of that.“ Jace kneels down next to you and gets out his stele to trace a healing rune on your arm.

„No I got this.“

„You can’t move your arm, Y/N.“

„Of course I can.“

„Don’t be so stubborn and let me help.“

„I’m not being stubborn I got this!“

You slowly move up your arm with the stele tightly clutched in your hand. Your jaw is pressed together and it takes all your concentration not to scream at the pain. Jace watches a moment with raised eyebrows until he shakes his head and sighs exasperated.

„For gods sake…“

He pushes you down to the ground and sits on your legs, making you struggle against him to get him off of you.

„Jace what the hell?“

„That’s cute but you don’t stand a chance so keep still.“

The rune is traced along your arm and you stop fighting and let him help as you feel the pain subsiding that was almost unbearable a moment ago.

Jace stands up and pulls you off the ground with him. You give him an annoyed look and start walking.

„I could have done that myself.“

„Why can’t you just admit that I totally saved you back there.“

„I don’t need to be saved I’m not some damn damsel in distress.“

„No you really aren’t.“ He says and smirks, „They usually don’t complain that much.“

You’ve Always Been

Summary: Phil has been out for ages and he couldn’t be happier. But dresses still call his name, even after he’s transitioned. He hates the thought of Dan laughing at him for it, but he can’t help trying them on now and them.
Warnings: Sexual  content
Word Count: 2551
Author’s Notes: i haven’t touched any phanfics since december, but it’s spring and things are super nice for me right now, so i’m going to be working on more fics! between working in my shop and making art and school, i might not be able to post often, but i’m going to write as much as i can! 

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anonymous asked:

Yes all the Adrinino

they’re so cute together omg like

  • Nino and Adrien going on dates
  • like they go to the zoo and fancy restaurants and Adrien insists on paying but Nino doesnt let him
  • or just hanging out in Adrien’s room playing games and watching movies and stuff and falling alseep on the couch
  • or going on double dates with Alya and Marinette
  • like going to an amusement park and spending the whole day goofing off and getting sick because Nino can’t handle roller coasters the poor thing
  • and then Nino learns about Adrien being Chat Noir and he just explodes
  • “oh shit thats my boyfriend being tossed around”
  • “oh my god please dont hurt him”
  • “FOR FUCKS SAKE HAWKMOTH WE ARE ON A DATE RIGHT NOW CAN YOU NOT”
  • and after-battle first aid
  • AND CUDDLES TO MAKE THE PAIN GO AWAY
  • ADRIEN AND NINO ARE SO CUTE TOGETHER

Originally posted by miniholmes69

Lettuce boy AU

When Mike sees the tall blonde boy walk into the shop, he groans and resists the urge to facepalm. Again? 

 He’s about to send a pleading look to his co-worker Calum, before realizing he took his day off because of a hangover. Leave Calum to get wasted the day before work. 

So Mike is left alone to watch the blonde do the exact thing he’s been doing everyday for the past two weeks. He also notices that despite his broad shoulders, the boy is pretty lanky, and his legs are clad in dark jeans so tight he briefly wonders if they weren’t painted on. 

 The customer makes his way through the aisle and stops in front of the vegetable aisle, staring at the lettuces in confusion. 

Mike definitely doesn’t think the way he scrounges his face up is cute. Nope, not at all.

He knows he’s probably creepy, staring at the boy like that, but there’s something truly fascinating about how concentrated he is about fucking lettuces. After more than five minutes of intense thinking, the boy picks one and continues his shopping. 

 Mike turns away and helps a few customers find what they want before peering towards the boy again. He’s about to go buy his items, and Mike looks on in anticipation. Maybe today he’ll do it. Maybe he’ll finally buy that fucking lettuce. Mike almost feels like holding his breath. 

But no. Just a few steps away from the counter, the blonde boy lets out a sigh and puts the lettuce on the shelf next to him. You know, the shampoo shelf. 

Mike feels his earlier annoyance flash through him, ending his moment of weakness (where he absolutely had not wondered about how beautiful the boy’s legs were and how nice his shoulders were and maybe also how good he’d look on his lap). 

In any case, now he’s mad. It’s one thing to have a (cute) weird indecision about lettuces, it’s another not to put the lettuce in its place and make Mike do it for him everyday! 

With a huff, Mike pushes off the wall he was leaning against and makes a beeline for the blonde boy, fuming. 

“Excuse me, couldn’t you put that back in its place?” He asks, his voice dark and aggressive. 

The boy looks up with a start, and when his blue eyes jump to Mike’s, Mike forgets who he is for a second. Holy shit. Wow. Okay. Wow. Pretty. 

Still, he swallows a gulp and concentrates on keeping the angry mode on. It’s not because this customer is insanely good-looking that he isn’t an ass. 

“Uh sorry. It’s just my roommate keeps pressuring me to eat more healthy food and everyday I try but I just can’t. Like I really try to gather up the courage, but it’s just not for me, every time I chicken out,” the obviously flustered blonde rambles on, and Mike tries really hard to ignore how cute he’s being.

“It’s been three weeks for fuck’s sake, just buy the lettuce!" 

The other boy blinks. 

"How do you know it’s been three weeks?" 

"Because I have to put that fucking lettuce back in its place! Why, did you think it was because of your beautiful eyes?” Mike snorts, rolling his eyes.

The blonde grins, causing his eyes to shine even brighter and a dimple to appear on his left cheek. 

“So…you think my eyes are beautiful?" 

Mike resists the urge to whimper. Dear god, someone save him. 

"Wishful thinking, babe,” he answers, the nickname slipping from his mouth before he can stop it. 

But the blonde doesn’t seem to mind. Nope, his grin widens and another, fainter dimple appears. 

“The name’s Luke." 

"Right Luke. How about you put that lettuce back in its place, huh? And for god’s sake, just give up on it. Fast food is so much better anyway." 

Luke bites on his lipring, a wicked glint appearing in his blue eyes. 

"How about if I put that lettuce back in place, you take me out for some fast food?" 

Mike grins right back, a blush forming on his cheeks. 

"Deal.”

EPISODE NINE WAS A RIDE OH MY GOD

holy hecking dumbledore i wanted to post this before but tumblr sucks and

number one

MAKKACHIN IS FINE AND WELL AND WOOPSIE DAISY I KNOW MY HEART JUST STOPPED BEATING AND OKAY WE CAN STOP WORRYING NOW THE BEAN IS OKAY

let’s have a round of applause for yuri plisetsky, everyone

YURIO MY SON I LOVE HIM HE ALMOST CHEERED FOR YUURI BECAUSE HE WANTED TO AND  ACTUALLY KNEW AND REMEMBERED YUURI’S BIRTHDAY AND FOUND HIM TO GIVE THOSE KATSUDON PIROZHKIS BECAUSE HE KNEW YUURI WAS PROBABLY FEELING ALONE AND WANTED TO CHEER HIM UP AND OH GOD. AND GUYS. HE TALKED TO YUURI ABOUT HIS FREE SKATE AND HE LEGITIMATELY TOLD YUURI THAT YUURI SCREWED UP A BIT, JUST AS A FRIEND WOULD BECAUSE HE KNEW YUURI COULD DO SO MUCH BETTER AND I’M CRYING I’M SO PROUD OF YURI PLISETSKY THIS GUY IS 15 REMEMBER? AND ALSO MUTUAL BONDING OVER JJ’S WIN? I LOVE THIS SHOW

if you were wondering, yep this is in all caps all the way. deal with it, i’m excited

SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHAT IS JEAN JACQUES LEROY’S SECRET?? HOW DOES HE DO IT??? WHY IS HE SO DAMN IMPECCABLY FLAWLESS??? LIKE, IT’S ALMOST IMPOSSIBLE??? HE NEVER FLUBS MY GOD MY THEORY IS THAT HE’S SECRETLY AN ICE-SKATING ROBOT

i am crying at 3am fucks sake

 OKAY GUYS. LET’S TALK ABOUT PEWDIPIE’S ANIME DEBUT EMIL NEKOLA FOR A SEC. THIS IS THE ONLY CUTE BEAN WHO HUGGED YUURI BACK AND HIS FS WAS SO AMAZING AND HOW DOES THIS ANIME HAVE SO MANY CHARACTERS I LOVE YET WHO ARE SO, SO DIFFERENT FROM EACH OTHER OMG I LOVE HIM

don’t you sometimes want to just cry and hold your laptop bc this fucken anime, goddamit

AND NOW LET’S TALK ABOUT MICHELE AND SALA BC THEY WERE DAMN IMPORTANT IN THIS EPISODE. ASIDE FROM ALREADY BEING A PRETTY MUCH GROUNDBREAKING, BREAKING-THE-STEREOTYPE, FUCK-THAT-HETERONORMATIVITY ANIME, I LOVE HOW YURI ON ICE ALSO TOUCHES ON OTHER IMPORTANT STUFF LIKE THIS. MICKEY AND SALA’S RELATIONSHIP. SOMETIMES YOU NEED TO LET GO OF SOMEONE BECAUSE YOU KNOW IT’S BETTER FOR THE BOTH OF YOU AND IT’S GOING TO BE REALLY HARD AND I LOVE HOW YURI ON ICE PORTRAYS THIS. SO DAMN LOVE IT.

is it worth mentioning i’m crying? yeah ik ik it’s a given

OKAY OKAY ALL OF YOU OLD EGGS LISTEN DURING YUURI’S STEP SEQUENCE, THE FRICKIN GUY WHO DID THE COMMENTARY SAID THIS : “ONLY KATSUKI YUURI CAN SHOW HIS LOVE THROUGH HIS PERFORMANCE” LIKE GUYS THIS IS RUSSIA AND THE CREATORS ARE LEAVING NO STONE UNTURNED AND THEY ARE NOT FUCKING AROUND THEY’VE BROKEN EVERY BOUNDARY I LOVE IT SO MUCH

for the first time in my life, the salt isn’t from my personality but from my tears

OKAY LET’S TALK ABOUT YUURI NOW. I LOVE HIM EVEN MORE (IF THAT’S EVEN POSSIBLE). HE IS NONE OF THAT CRAP ‘I WISH VICTOR WAS HERE, I MISS HIM’ BUT HE KNOWS AND UNDERSTANDS THAT WHEREVER VICTOR MAY BE, HE’D ALWAYS BE WITH HIM AND THAT HIS PERFORMANCE DEPENDS ON THEM BOTH AND WOULD TURN OUT THE SAME EVEN IF VICTOR WAS PRESENT AND REMEMBER HOW IN EPISODE 7, THIS GUY WAS ALL LIKE VICTOR DOESN’T KNOW HOW TO BE A COACH AND STUFF? WELL IN THIS EPISODE DURING THE FS, HIS THOUGHTS SPIRAL TOWARDS WHY HE WAS STILL THERE : BECAUSE VICTOR SAW POTENTIAL IN HIM, BELIEVED IN HIM, SAW SOMETHING THAT SPARKED HIS ATTENTION AND YUURI REALIZED ALL OF THIS AND IT’S SO BEAUTIFUL AND I DON’T KNOW IF I HAVE MENTIONED THIS BUT I’M CRYING

let’s end with the ending because damn im crying even more why can’t all relationships be like this

OKAY SO ACCORDING TO MY CALCULATIONS, IT HAD BEEN LITERALLY ONE DAY (1) SINCE THEY SAW EACH OTHER AND THEY LITERALLY RAN LIKE I’M NOT EVEN MESSING AROUND, THEY SAW EACH OTHER THROUGH THAT GLASS WALL AND YUURI LITERALLY LEAPED INTO VICTOR’S OPEN ARMS AND SURPRISE, SURPRISE I CRIED AND GUYS THE HAND KISS IS SO IMPORTANT AND BEAR IN MIND THAT YUURI GENEREALLY SHIES AWAY FROM PDA AND THIS WAS AN AIRPORT IN ACTUAL RUSSIA AND NOPE, THEY DON’T CARE AND ALSO THE MUSIC DURING THIS WAS SO BEAUTIFUL AND FITTING AND MY HEART ACTUALLY SPED UP WHEN YUURI ASKED VICTOR TO BE HIS COACH TILL HE RETIRES BECAUSE THIS IS WHAT HE THOUGHT OF DURING THE FS LIKE HE KNEW WHATEVER HE WAS AT THAT MOMENT WAS BECAUSE OF VICTOR AND IT UNSETTLED AND MAYBE EVEN SCARED HIM TO THINK THAT VICTOR MIGHT RETURN BACK TO RUSSIA AND VICTOR’S REACTION WAS MORE THAN ENOUGH TO REASSURE HIM AND THAT’S WHY HE EVEN SHED A FEW TEARS BECAUSE THIS IS LOVE MES AMIS, THIS IS LOVE. AND THE LAST LINE ABSOLUTELY SHATTERED MY POOR LITTLE SHIPPER HEART (self spon ayy sorry) BECAUSE “LET’S WIN GOLD TOGETHER AT THE GRAND PRIX FINAL” I MEAN LET’S CRY, CRY AND THEN CRY SOME MORE OH GOD LOOK AROUND, LOOK AROUND AT HOW LUCKY WE ARE TO BE ALIVE RIGHT NOW (ALBEIT THIS IS 2016) (hamilton ayy) THEY ARE IN LOVE AND THEY’VE GOT TO WIN THIS TOGETHER, AS ONE. I LOVE THIS ANIME SO MUCH, SO SO MUCH.

im sorry for wasting your time, hope your hearts are fine (who am i kidding)

YURI ON ICE SAVED 2016 

LOVE WINS

'The zombie apocalypse started two years ago I can’t believe I still have to work at this fucking book store.’ au

THIS FIC IS SUCH A MESS BUT SO MUCH FUN TO WRITE.

BANG-BANG-BANG

“Are you kidding me? More?” Laura grabbed a broom from under the check-out counter, walking out. The windows were barred and she could poke the end of the broom out between them.

“Get…away…stupid…zombies! Ugh, I hate it when there’s a flare up!”

Silas was so used to weird things that nothing, not even a zombie apocalypse, stopped the town from running. And even when they were roaming the streets, very intent on keeping people inside, Laura got the call from her boss.

“But, Miss Belmonde, there’s zombies everywhere today!”

“It’s a minor outbreak, Laura, nothing to worry about.”

“The radio says there was a break in the wall and zombies are flooding in and–UGH, BACK!” Laura hit a zombie so hard the broom was lodged in its eye socket. “Can I please go home?”

“I’ll make you a deal. You can go home–”

Thank you–”

–If you think you can survive.”

Laura looked outside. Zombies were roaming everywhere. Maybe she should just huddle up in the cafe area of the shop and wait it out.

“…Will do, Miss Belmonde. But can you at least call someone from zombie control to, y’know, make sure I don’t die?

“Always so needy. Fine. Someone will be there shortly.” 

Laura thanked her, hung up, barricaded the door with tables and chairs, and turned up the radio.

Zombies continue to overrun the main streets…stay in your homes until the situation is taken care of…do not panic…”

Easy for Mayor Vordenberg to say, he lived in a mansion with top-notch security.

Laura thought about calling Danny. She could fight her way through a few dozen zombies and give her a piggyback ride home too, to boot.

She wasn’t actually scared, this kind of thing happened like, monthly. The wall surrounding Silas was practically crumbling and they didn’t have enough supplies or money to repair it. She just needed to wait.

But this was the first time it happened at work. Did she seriously need to sleep in the book shop tonight? Or even several? Mattie’s promise for help better not have been–

SHICK! SHICK! SHICK! Laura looked at the window and a hand flew to her mouth. “Holy Hufflepuff!”

She was the single most badass woman Laura had ever seen. She wielded a machete. A freaking machete, with all the rage and fury of River Tam in Serenity.
Except, way hotter than Summer Glau. Like way hotter.

“Hey,” badass girl knocked on the window, “My sister gave me a call. You needed security?”

“Uh–um–s-sure. Yeah.” Laura opened the door. “Hey, I’m–”

“Don’t touch me, I’m covered in zombie organs.” She answered gruffly, walking past Laura and heading for the bathroom. Wearing leather pants.

God, that is so hot.

Laura followed her in the back room, standing outside the bathroom. “Um, hey, thanks for helping me out.”

“No problem. It’s my job. I owe my sister a favor, anyway.” She started washing the blood off her in the bathroom, leaving the door open.

“So, Mattie’s your sister? She never mentioned having one.”

“Yeah, well, Mattie never mentioned her book store worker, either. Guess you both aren’t close.”

Laura frowned. “Hey, I’m trying to thank you. And here I was, thinking you were all hot–”

She looked at Laura. “What?”

“N-nothing.”

Mattie’s sister warmed up to Laura considerably after giving her a once over. “…My name is Carmilla by the way, cutie.”

Even Laura wasn’t so oblivious that she didn’t get that hint. And her mind was warring with…other things.

DON’T BLOW THIS LAURA.

BUT SHE’S YOUR BOSS’S SISTER.

BUT SHE’S REALLY HOT.

In the end, Laura decided she didn’t even like her job much anyway. “I’m Laura. Really nice to meet you, Carmilla.”

“Likewise. Any bleach? I need to make sure I got all the blood off these gloves.”

“In the corner.”

Carmilla dumped bleach on the gloves, left them in the sink, and walked back out.

“Hey…where’s your mark?” Laura asked.

“Huh?”

“On your forehead.”

“Oh, fuck no,” Carmilla laughed, “I’m a private zombie-killer-for-hire, Cupcake. Do I look like I’d deal with the Summer Society?”

She knew Carmilla for five minutes, but no, she definitely did not. “Why don’t you join the Summers? Because that zombie killing you did before…like, wow. That was some, like, Black Widow level awesomeness.”

“I don’t because Vordenberg is a douche who only protects who he wants to protect,” Carmilla said bitterly. Laura was taken aback.

“What?”

Carmilla looked like she was going to shrug it off, but paused. “…You know what, fuck it. You’re not going to rat me out to him, are you?”

“No.”

“Have you ever wondered why the wall never gets repaired?” Carmilla asked, leaning back against the wall.

“We don’t have money. Or supplies.”

“Then why is everything else fine? Why do we have a fucking bookstore in town with not so much as a misplaced brick, but we can’t make sure to patch a hole the zombie wall?”

What?” Laura started laughing, “Are you saying Vordenberg is doing it on purpose? That’s–”

Laura stopped after seeing Carmilla nod. “No. Why would he? That’s ridiculous.”

“Keep the public in fear,” Carmilla said, somber, “Make them think that only you can offer them protection. The Summer Society and the Zetas wear a giant V on their foreheads, for Christ’s sake. Propaganda at its finest–why else do you think he’s been re-elected four times?”

“Oh my God. You sound like a conspiracy theorist right now.”

“My sister is on the town board,” Carmilla said, shrugging, “I know things. For instance, I also know this store is only here to keep up appearances.”

“I KNEW IT!” Laura banged her fist on the wall, “I knew there was no way this store was staying open and–ooooow.” She rubbed her hand. Carmilla flashed a half-smile.

“Okay, you’re cute and I don’t want you to get eaten by zombies,” Carmilla said, “So maybe we should figure out a route to get you home.”

Laura blushed. “Uh…thanks.”

Carmilla opened the door, closed it, and looked at Laura. “…Well, shit.”

Laura pushed Carmilla aside and opened the door a crack. Zombies were ambling around the book shop. “Um, yeah…I may have kind of forgotten to close the door.”

“YOU DIDN’T CLOSE THE FUCKING DOOR?”

“Shhh! Zombies have good hearing!” Sure enough, several looked in the direction of the door.

“I’m sorry,” Carmilla growled, “I’m not used to dealing with stupidity on this scale.”

“Can we just figure out a way out of here?”

“Only one way,” Carmilla said, “Fight.”

“Through twenty zombies? In a small space?”

“Yes.”

Laura looked at Carmilla, with her machete and makeshift zombie armor hiden under a tight t-shirt. Laura was wearing an apron and a visor. The chances of surviving? Literally 1%. Maybe.

…On the other hand, she was on her school newspaper, and Carmilla might have just revealed to Laura a huge conspiracy in Silas government. She pulled her visor down lower on her head.

“Not dying today. Let’s do this.”

Carmilla opened the door. “DIE ZOMBIES!”

“Is that really the best idea?” Laura shouted after Carmilla as she swung her machete around. It was clear she didn’t have the same training Vordenberg’s zombie hunters. By that, Laura meant none. It was way less hot when the blood was spraying everywhere and Laura wasn’t behind the safety of the door.

One zombie grabbed Carmilla by the hair, pulling her off balance; her machete went clattering across the floor. Laura, on impulse, karate chopped the zombie. “LET GO OF HER!”

“What?”

“I take Krav Maga,” Laura answered, getting into a fighting stance. She threw her leg out and kicked another zombie in the head. “Come on!”

They kept running, and Laura kept punching. She could swear at one point Carmilla looked at her like she was River Tam. Which Laura probably imagined. But, still.

River Tam. I AM RIVER TAM. THIS IS SO AWESOME.

Carmilla managed to grab her machete from where it dropped, decapitating the last zombie and pulling Laura out of the shop.

“Okay…Laura…are you…alright?”

Laura shook her hands. “Yeah. A little sore. But no cuts or anything–”

“Do you have a pen?”

“What?” Laura reached into her picket slowly, eyeing her suspiciously. Carmilla took Laura’s hand and wrote something down, letting go.

“That. Was. Badass. Let me know if you want to talk more about how much of a douchebag Vordie is. Get yourself home, okay?”

Laura watched Carmilla walk away, then looked at her hand and almost fainted at the string of numbers.

Call me. 

Hold Me Tight

Requested by: @whymeth 

‘’Can I please have a fluff scenario with Yoongi begging you to stay in bed with him all day and not leave him cause he just really needs to hold you. Thank you anyway! x‘’  

Sorry it took me quite long, school is pain but here it is. Hope you enjoy!

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Characters: Yoongi x Reader 

Genre: Fluff

Words: 1,150

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BEEP!! BEEP!!

The noise that everyone hates, woke you up early in the cold morning. Nothing could be worse than leaving a warm bed in this kind of ugly autumn day. You looked beside you and noticed that your boyfriend Yoongi was still asleep. Nothing could wake him up. Even loud alarm that you were mentally allergic to. Deciding not to wake him up, you slowly moved out of the bed. As soon as you stood up, shivers flew through your body causing you to frown. You quickly went to the kitchen to get some hot coffee and breakfast. In the middle of preparing your first meal, someone hugged you from behind. Yoongi’s warm body that just left the bed added a bit of warmness to yours causing it to stop shaking. You turned around so you were facing your still sleepy boyfriend. 

‘’Yoongi, why are you awake. It is your day off. Go back to bed’’ You said, removing hair from his forehead so you could see his half opened dark, mysterious eyes. 

‘’It is so cold without you there. I hate it’’ He answered you with a sleepy voice and hugged you tight. You felt so warm and comfortable. 

‘’Ahhh wear extra jumper. Or maybe take extra blanket’’  You said while stroking his hair. 

He murmured under his breath. His hot breath was hitting your neck. You could feel like he is falling asleep back, on your shoulder. 

‘’Jagi, come back to bed with me.’’ He pulled away. Giving you a pouting face. You giggled at how cute he looked. 

‘’I wish I could baby. But I need to go to work’’ You answered him, making him sad. He hugged you so tight again. You loved this side of Yoongi the most. In front of other people he was always so laid back. Like he is so tough and like he never gives a shit. But to you he was different. He was warm, lovely, cute, protective and always showed how much he loves to hug and have you near. 

‘’Too bad, I’m not letting you go’’ He said hiding his head in the crock of your neck. His fluffy hair tickled your skin and made you laugh. Pushing him away you cupped his face and pecked his lips. 

‘’But my boss will get mad’’ You gave him apologetic look and moved back. 

‘’So Go back to bed and hide under warm blankets’’ You added and started to make your way to the bathroom. Suddenly Yoongi ran towards you and picked you up in bridal style. 

‘’Yaaah!! Yoongi let me go I will be late’’ You screamed at him but he didn’t listen to you, instead made his way towards the bedroom. 

‘’MIN YOONGI. LET ME GO OR I WILL-’’ You shouted again but he cut you off in the middle of the sentence. 

‘’Or what?’’ He answered calmly. Reaching the bed he laid you gently on the bed. Moving closer, so he was on top of you, blocking you so you couldn’t move neither to stand up. 

‘’Yah, Min Yoongi’’ You tried to scream again but he shut you up by pressing his lips to yours. He closed his eyes and you followed. The kiss turned into something more passionate. He warmed up your whole body with just one kiss. 

After a while he pulled away looking straight into your eyes. You tried to give him angry look but you couldn’t stop smiling. He laughed at how cute you looked.

‘’Ok I won’t pretend that didn’t like that because I loved it. But now for God sake can you let me go. I will be late’’ You tried to kick Yoongi off you but he was stronger. You huffed from anger and gave him a dirty look. 

‘’Did you just huffed at me’’ Yoongi asked you showing you his attitude. 

‘’Ohh, yeah why’’ You answered back with the same attitude. Realizing it was a bad idea. Yoongi attacked you with tickles. You started to throw yourself around. You were so sensitive and every touch caused you to jump. Yoongi didn’t stop yet tickled you even more. You were out of breath, tears falling from laughing, you were begging Yoongi to stop. 

‘’Yoongi!!! Please..I beg You…. PLEASEEEEEEE.. I CAN’T BREATHE MIN YOONGI’’ You said catching even a small amount of oxygen in between. 

‘’Will you stay home today’’ He asked you teasingly. 

‘’I can’t please’’ You loudly answered hoping for him to stop this tortures. 

‘’Ahh Jagi, I’m afraid I wont stop then’’ He started to tickle you even more causing you to cry even louder. After a really short while that actually seemed like the eternity of tortures you gave up. 

‘’Okk okk I will stay home Please stop now’’ You said quietly, tired and out of breath. He stopped immediately and got off you. He moved really close to you giving you extra warmness. 

‘’But I need to call my boss first Yoongi.’’ You said and noticed Yoongi getting up again. He walked by your night stand and took your phone. You stayed speechless and surprised by his actions. You wondered what else he will do. He unlocked your phone and next thing you knew he was calling someone that came up to be your boss.

‘’Ahh, Good-morning Sir. Im Y/N boyfriend. I’m calling to let you know that she wont be able to go to work today’’ You looked at him, surprised at how much he want you to stay home with him. 

‘’Yeah, yeah, she have really high temperature and can barely move’’ He continued. You smiled at how perfect he looked trying to convince your boss. 

‘’Yes, thank you. Have a good day. Bye’’ He lastly said, handing you your phone back. 

‘’Done. You are all for me today’’ . He went back to the bed. Satisfied of his actions. 

‘’Ohh ohh and tomorrow you have to stay longer at work to catch up’’ He said hiding under the blanket. You opened your mouth from anger and took a deep breath.

‘’I’m going to kill you Min Yoo-’’ You shouted once again but he again close your mouth with his. He kissed you deeply yet short. He pulled back and hugged you strongly. 

‘’Shut up You love me’’ He said pressing his body onto yours. You giggled and made yourself comfortable in bed because it seemed like you will spend the whole day in it. 

‘’Jagi?’’ He quietly murmured under his breath. You hummed in response turning your head towards him. 

‘’Can you hold me tight? I’m cold’’ He said and with this words he melted your heart. You smiled widely, turning your body towards him. You hugged him tight and hid your head in his chest. 

‘’I love you Y/N’’ He sang happily. 

‘’I love you too Mr.Cuddle’’ You said to his chest and you felt it moving as he giggled again. 

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Here Yoongi fluff! I hope you enjoyed xx

Thank you for the request!

GIF IS NOT MINE

Admin Gold Cookie~~

tbh kyungsoo seems pretty confident that jongin is his. i mean, if you were jongin, would you leave someone with an ass like that

i know, i wouldn’t too.

Outlawqueen fanfiction masterpost for Este and Priss or anybody who wants to cry and curl up because these fic are hella amazing :

- Room Service, which is my personal favorite, why : BECAUSE IT’S FUCKING AMAZING where : SB, Granny, a hotel room, when : post second curse, what’s happening : Regigi and Robbi hate each other, but not really because there is this sexual tension, which the writer brilliantly kills you with, and stuff happen like them getting drunk and i can’t tell you but it’s hot, them resisting the attraction and fake marriage and stuff like M rating GO FUCKING READ IT, plus : i made a gifset for this fic here

- Baker’s Dozen aka da novel of the fandom, because it’s long and it’s a novel okay, why : CHAPTER TWO AND THREE AND ALL OF THEM AND THE RECEPIES GOD THE SEX TOO AND THE WRITING, where : AU, New York, no magic no curse no evil monsters, when : Autumn and then winter (you can expect cute ice skating moments), whats happening : Regina owns a bakery, makes nutella croissants and that’s when you fell in love with the story NUTELLA CROISSANT OKAY, Robin comes in every morning because he fell in love with her and it took him 3000909 days to finally ask her out and she really likes him too so they just ijzeoiajeoj you, plus : BD is a universe so you have cute OS and a prequels and stuff besides the story

- Fester aka the fic that wasn’t updated for six month but that i still read daily, why : it’s angsty, always angsty, it never ends, it’s painful but you’re going to love it. What is the most amazing in this wonderful masterpiece is that you can’t tell when or point an exact moment where Regina and Robin fall in love and (spoilers) became a couple it’s progressive and the writing is quick, you can never catch a breath while reading this. Where : missing year, YES GUYS MISSING YEAR PUTAIN, when : still the missing year ya know, whats happening : Robin and Roland find an inconscious Regina in a hallway, her arm is a disaster cause she’s depressed and so she kinda wants to die but not really, it’s really psychologic and hella good, plus the Snow/Regina is pure gold. Plus : the angst and the deepth of all the caracters AND I CAN’T TELL YOU BC IT’S SPOILERY BUT SOME PEOPLE HAVE MAGIC IN DAT PEOPLE LIKE ROBIN YES HE HAS MAGIC PUTAIN C'EST GÉNIAL

- Take these Broken Wings, or heaven for nature lovers and dimple queens (oh fester has dimple queen too a lots of it), why : it’s au, the most iojezoiajk one it’s about trust and new love, it’s angsty and so so amazing, where : AU, Robin’s kingdom,  when : after Daniel’s death, whatz happening : Regina is forced to wed the lord of the Sherwood Forest, Robbi da cutie pie, she founds herself in a strange land, completely surrounded by nature and the setting is beautiful thanks to the writing, and the slow burn will probably kill you, the bath scene too, the battles, the everything gods i’m dying. Plus : Cora is such a bitch and Robin protects his wife with all his being and Regina protects her husband with all of hers too, literaly, go read it and die.

- Ethics and Morality, for fucks sake this is some good au, why : the sexual tension from the first lines, the universe, AND THE PROFESSOR STUDENT RELATIONSHIP WE ALL FANTASAZE ABOUT, where : AU, London, modern and perfect, when : 2015 maybe i think, whats happening : a lots of philosphy, a lots of smut and gods dimple queen again, also the struggle of Robin the teacher being with his student so he fight but haha he can’t, spoilers they do this on the desk. Plus : it’s an universe, so you have thousands of cute OS future past plus the fic.

- Red, aka the blushing smut (see what i did here red : blushing the name is Red yeah i’m good with words hmhm). Why : the evil queen and broken Robin. And sexual tension. Just sex and a lots of angst, PLUS GOOD WRITING. Where : AU, EF, when : EQ reign, Robin lost his wife, Regina is looking for someone to kill snow and take her heart so season one EQ, whats happening : Regina is in a dark place bc she wants to kill Snow but thats normal okay and Robin is in a dark place and lonely and oq in this is really hot and very very smutty beware of the angst too. Plus : the writing is very very veryyyyy gooooood.

- A Sliver of Hope aka the first oq ff i’ve read so it’s close to my heart and angsty, i’m sorry but ouat is angsty go read some glee ff if you want humor sorrey, why : m i s s i n g y e a r, where : m i s s i n g y e a r and AU and oq, when : m i s s i n g y e a r, whats happening : tension, dimple queen, oq friendship, SMUT AND WHO DOESNT LOVESMUT and the second part is heartbreaking and the ending i can’t tell ya GO FUCKING READ THIS, plus : the make out in the barn oops spoiler

- Did You Know You’re Knocking Hips with a Killer Queen, aka super long title for super super great fic, why : struggling of feelings and kisses :)))), where : MISSING YEAR !!!!§§11/!, when : still, what’s happening : Robin and Regina kiss but that’s nothing everyone kiss they can still hate each other right? NO they struggle hard (that’s not the only thing that is hard i have a dirty mind) plus : THE WRITINGNGNGNNGN AND the smut, always the smut.

- Madam President and {x} it’s new and has good writing, did i tell you i’m a sucker for a good writing and complicated character yeah that’s me hello okay, why : IT HAS SCANDAL ALL OVER IT but without the affair bc Regina is not married and Robin too so it’s not Scandal but they have to hide and pretend and make love instead of sleeping yeah jsuis morte. Where : AU, Washington, the White House, when : today?, whats happening : Regina is elected president of the USA, Robin, her bodyguard and best friend and soulmate and love of her life and stuff ya know, became the head of the security and does stuff like sneaking to her chambers, they hide and they are cute and they never sleep in this fanfic so yeah Scandal. Plus : SCANDAL, GO REVIEW GO READ

- Keep Breathing, this one is french, it’s new, a 3 chapitres et j'en peux déjà plus, so if any of you can read french go review okay, why : M I S S I N G Y E A R ISN’T THIS FANDOM AMAZING???, where : da year da is missin, when : … Really?, whats happening : Regina wants to bury her heart, she get away from the castle to hide it in Rumple’s castle BUT the merry men are here and they shoot her with a poisoned arrow ROBIN STOPS THEM ONLY THREE CHAPTER ET JSUIS EN PLS MARRE DE SHIPPER OQ MARRE MARRE MARRE. Plus : c'est en français (ah ouais), et très très bien écrit, missing year en plus les gars.

- What happens in Vegas : by Baker’s dozen writer. Do i need to tell more? Why : Regigi and Robin gets drunk in Vegas, they don’t know each other and GOT MARRIED i fucking love this, where : AU, Vegas, when : modern days, whats happening : Regigi and Robbi have drunk sex, a lots of it, they wake up in a bath and Rob is cray cray he propose to stay married to Regina to proove to her that marriage is awesome spoilers she agrees can you feel the sexual tension i can in my head they stay married but that’s just me daydreaming and we only have five chapter as of yet. Plus : BAKER’S DOZEN WRITER.

- Our Gentle Sins, by Taylor she’s amazing and she’s writing this for me after my personal prompt : jealous Robin. Why : THE WRITING AND JEALOUS ROBIN GUYYYS, where: the MISSING YEAR, when : ef missing year again, whats happening : i asked for an os but Taylor is an excellent writer and was like “no i can’t just give you 2k I’M GOING TO GIVE YOU 4510000K of oq struggling with their feelings and each chapters will revolve around the seven deadly sins and it will be complicated and you’re going to love it” it has one chapter as of yet but i’m so excited about this !!!! plus : the w r i t i n g

- La Sorcière et le Voleur, FRENCH AND CUTE, why : moyen-âge, donc c’est juste trop trop cool, where : middle ages blablabla, when : MOYEN AGE, what’s happening : Regina is a witch and they burn witches at that time she gets a lot of shit in this fic poor baby, BUT THEN ROBIN AND ROLAND, j’suis pas bien. 11 chapitres de cutance extrême. Plus : it’s in french, everyone loves french.

- The Ichor Spring aka 3 chapter of MISSING YEAR SMUT, why : just go fucking READ IT, where : missing year, in the forest spoilers oopsie, when : am i going to say missing year again? whats happening : Robin, Regina and Charming have to go on an adventure oooh, but then the two idiots drinks from a spring and PAF they get poisoned the only way they can survive it is too fight … or have sex :)))))) plus : do i need to tell you what they choose? THREE FUCKING CHAPTER 

- Modern Fairytale, REALISTIC AU OQ IN MODERN WORLD, why : professor Locksleys :))))), where : AU, New York, when : nowadays, whats happening : OQ ARE NEIGHBORS THE MOMENT THEY MEET THEY WANT TO DEVOUR EACH OTHERS MOUTHES (they do that just two or three chapters after that) I T ‘ S GOOD, and real, it’s feels real and simple, just how modern oq would be. plus : they have sex in every chapter these two are sex addicts

- Let’s Play a Game : new smutty (i’m not obsessed with smut guys but every oq fic is smutty IT’S NOT MY FAULT ps : i love oq sex) hella good cute angsty fic, why : the sexual tension and the … games, where : m i s s i n g y e a r when : m i s s i n g y e a r, whats happening : regina is bored so sometimes she make bets with robin, her thief *heart eyes*, and the challenges gets more and more dirty UNTIL (can’t tell you). The last chapters were a bit angsty so *heart eyes*. Plus : a chapter involved peaches. I’ll leave it to that.

And of course all the oq one shots, AUs and PWP that you can find here, i could direct you to specific writers but really every oq writers is FUCKING AMAZING.

I know i forgot 1245690 fics but these are my personal go to fics, good luck with the feels, Este et Priss j’ai pas écrit tout ça pour rien donc lisez tout, bisous jvous aime ♥

Q & A with Central-46


As requested by anon. :)


Central-46 is the main judicial body of Soul Society, and, since the king is usually absent, they also tend to do the legislative stuff too. They’re basically the Seireitei’s ruling board. It is now time for them to answer questions! They have appointed two representatives to do so: Representative 15 and Representative 37. These two will now answer some of the questions sent in by you the readers! 


1. kami-of-illusions said: Why did you decide that 20,000 years in solitary confinement would be an effective punishment against Aizen?

Representative 37: Sosuke Aizen is immortal and far too dangerous to exile.

Representative 37: Imprisonment was the only possible punishment.

Representative 15: And best of all, 20,000 years from now, he’ll be somebody else’s problem!


2. dear-halcyon-days said: If Aizen were to ever escape from the prison, do you have a (good) plan on stopping him?

Representative 15:

Representative 15: He can’t escape. He’s in prison


3. nikkichi06 said: so are you guys still like… dead? Or have you been replaced, or what? / ruth666ilowski said: So… did you all get replaced? (Cause’ I have this memory of everyone in the Central-46 getting slaughtered in the whole saving Rukia arc.)

Representative 37: Yes. New representatives were appointed as soon as possible.

Representative 37: It would hardly have been right to leave our duties in the hands of Yamamoto!


4. ultra-pop said: Why hasn’t Yama just used his emergency powers to kick you guys out? He seems to do a better job on his own then you guys ever have.

Representative 15: Ha ha! Like Yamamoto would ever have authority above yours!

Representative 15: Also - rude


5. warrior-sonata said: Why did you decide to kill the Visoreds without even getting the whole story? / chocolatesword46 said: What’s up with you not letting the people you’re accusing talk? Don’t they deserve a say? Maybe you’d be more effective if you collected information and not just yelled “INSUBORDINATION” and tack on extra punishment. / o-winterqueen-o said: WHY are y’all so stubborn, pompous, and prideful that y’all won’t even let a SUPPOSED criminal SPEAK, let alone defend them self? I mean, did Rukia Kuchiki even GET a trial?

Representative 37: Accused criminals cannot be expected to tell the truth, so their testimony is worthless.

Representative 37: We prefer to rely on evidence.


6. gryffindortaicho said: Do you take an example from the United States congress?

Representative 15: United States? Is that, like, part of Japan, or…?


7. boos-clues said: What is the Central-46’s current stance regarding the status of the Soul Society economy? Do you have any comments regarding the massive wealth disparity between the nobles and the citizens of the “slums”?

Representative 37: A wealth disparity is healthy and normal part of any society.

Representative 37: And if the poor don’t like it, they should try becoming shinigami or boar herders or something.


8. pokefmagirl92 said: why do your decisions leads to a death sentence, whilst you already have a prision for shinigami’s to be punish anyway

Representative 15: Hey! We don’t always sentence people to death!

Representative 15: In fact, we normally exile them! 

Representative 15: Prisons are expensive, you know.


9. jadebruke said:
por que el capitan hitsugaya cuando va a karakura trae un numero 46? acaso es propaganda!!!!!

Representative 37: Captain Hitsugaya is a very ambitious man.

Representative 37: I imagine wearing a ‘46’ on his shirt is his way of subliminally priming the head captain to view him as an authority.

Representative 37: That’s what I’d do, anyway.


10. trust-me-i-am-lying said: Yachiru for president?

Representative 15: D-don’t say that name!!!

Representative 15 (whispering): We fear her. 


11. 50shadesofichigo said: when are you all retiring?

Representative 37: Our appointments are for life.


12. cinnamon-and-ginger-tea said: Who do you think will be the next person to brutally slaughter everyone within your organisation?? It does seem to be a problem for you…

Representative 15: That happened ONE TIME!


13. fateh-black said: What makes you think that Kyoraku is the best choice for a head-captain?

Representative 37: He is a senior captain, trained by Yamamoto.

Representative 37: Plus, he has the additional qualifications of “not being a former serial killer” and “not coughing up his lungs whenever he exerts himself.”

Representative 15: Also we think his eye patch is cool.

Representative 37: Too much information, 15!


14. bosieidaho98 said: What do you think of your reputation? You know, you guys making bad choices?

Representative 15: Excuse you…what?

Representative 37: We do NOT have that reputation!


15. hitohayayoi said: Why do you guys suck at making decisions?

Representative 37: We don’t…


16. strawberrychibibat said: Why don’t you guys never get anything right? 

Representative 15: We get lots of things right! Tons of them!


17. ask-ichigo-and-rukia said: Where did all of you send your sense of morality and when will you be expecting it back?

Representative 37:


18. blackmoonwhitesun98 said:
I mean are you guys even real maybe your holograms or something cuz seriously you guys suck at making decisons? i mean aizen at least deserved some say in his trial

Representative 15: SOSUKE AIZEN SAID NOTHING BUT LIES AND HURTFUL THINGS


19. sakura9842 said: do you guys even do anything??? for god sakes…we can’t even see your faces..will you guys ever come OUT and FIGHT??? 

Representative 37: WE’RE JUDGES NOT WARRIORS YOU INSUFFERABLE KUMQUAT


20. redsn0w97 said: Do you guys ever give competent or sensible orders? / radius-of-records said: Why are you so stupid and corrupt? / captainmiss-me-chan said: How do you keep messing up on your decisions? / kageshini1 said: The fuck is wrong with you people? / magicmilkbone said: Why do you guys keep screwing everything up? / cute-assassin29 said: Why did you people always make worst decision!? / primtheamazing said: Why are you such assholes? / heyuko said: why do you such at making even decent decisions? / lightninglover95 said: How is it that Central 46 has been in office for as long as it has given it’s HORRIBLE track record?

Representative 15: W-why won’t they stop?

Representative 15: I don’t want to answer questions anymore!!

Representative 37: Way to make 15 cry, jerks.

Hannah and Lewis privacy

Okay so I saw a post a while back saying basically “Hannah and Lewis are never on camera together and they never post any relationshippy stuff anymore surely that means they are broken up/going through tough times.”

This made me very angry.

Why do people not understand that just because a couple decide to keep their relationship/sex life/private life separate from their careers and their YouTube channels, it doesn’t necessarily mean they don’t love each other, respect each other or aren’t together anymore?

For God sakes they have been dating for nearly 5 years. If a couple have managed to stay together for that long without posting it all over the internet, why should they feel obligated to do so?

Please remember what they want to share is their own choice and you should not harass them to reveal more than they feel comfortable revealing.

Thank you

P.S: I am not having a go at the people who merely ship them as a couple and think they are cute together and “aww sweet” etc I am talking about the people who assume things and badger them about their relationship constantly.

Whouffaldi in kittens gifs (1)  ヾ( ̄ー ̄(≧ω≦*)ゝ


- Doctor, i must… WHO THE HELL ARE YOU? WHERE IS MY DOCTOR?
WHY ARE YOU SO OLD AND WRINKLED?

- Oh god, i regenerated… How i… FOR FUCK SAKE!  HUMAN! I REMEMBER YOU. CLARA IS’NT IT? actually i dont give a fuck people just look at her she is so short and adorable!oh my god how she can be so cute?

- WHY IS IT NOT WORKING? WHY THATS FUCKING MACHINE IS IT NOT WORKING? HOW TO FIX IT? CLARA? CLARA CAN YOU PLEASE TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK IS TADRIS WANT FROM ME?

- Clara, what the hell are you go away from  me? STOP. CLARA, WHAT DID I SAY? dont leave. Clara.  It won’t happen again.

- Well, fuck you, i have TARDIS  Impossible girl. you have offended me

- Okay, i dont care if you busy with something else, i need you just for a few minutes. and in few minutes i mean all my fucking life. 
I can safe you.


- I don’t think that I’m a hugging person now
- Oh come here!

- I STILL DONT THINK I’M A HUGGING PERSON NOW

- Master? FUCK YOU MASTER


- *I DID NOT MEAN THIS* Clara stop her! Clara she is attacking my lips!i do not want to kissing! at least her.

LOOK HERE

OC: Soon-hee

Member: Jungkook

Genre: Fluff, Slight Angst

A/N: Inspired by Look Here / Bangtan

“Words come out as if reading a book,


Seems like you resemble me somehow,


You’re so pretty, I’m getting a feeling,


Your charms are exploding, come give it to me,

Look here, don’t run away,


Because soon, you’ll want me.”

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