genre fic

How to Tell if Somebody is fandom!old

- They use terms like lemons, smut, or UST to talk about the genre of their fic.

- They have squicks.

- They want you to have squicks. Which isn’t to say that they want to squick you, just that it’s a useful term.

- *glomps*

- They leave long comments on everything the read. Possibly not in the tags. They might do something super bizarre like send a message or put their thoughts on the end of your post.

- They write disclaimers on everything. Or on literally anything, since nobody does that anymore.

- They write about orbs, and those orbs are cerulean.

- Or literally anything else is cerulean. Cerulean is an outdated term. I’m calling it.

- The tongues of their characters are still battling for dominance, even though it’s 2017, and really a winner should have been declared by now.

- They have a fear of Mary Sue.

- Characters in their modern AU are chatting on AIM instant messenger, and calling each other on landlines. There are references to Ceiling Cat, because the characters are hip to meme culture. This AU is ~modern~ after all.

- Their fic is interlaced with slightly relevant song lyrics (disclaimer, they didn’t write the song.)

- They don’t do any of above, because they are New Fandom Savy, but they write or reblog nostalgic posts about these things.

- They had a livejournal.

- They still have a livejournal.

- They ended up on tumblr only after getting into a new fandom, searching livejournal for content and fellow fans, and suddenly coming to the startling realization that livejournal has become a barren wasteland of tumbleweeds and chirping crickets.

- They miss their geocities site.

- They wrote fic for the X-Files while the original nine seasons were still airing.

- Bonus, they wrote fic for the original Star Trek and published it in a zine, before the Internet was a thing. That’s like super mega fandom old.

- They might be less inclined to call themselves “trash”, but they are totally out there, reading all the things.

Don’t Cry Over Spilled Milk

Note: Cat!Hybrid Yoongi 💕 😼 You can read the first part HERE and the second part HERE. Thank you for being so patient with me posting all those tiny spoilers ages ago which weren’t really spoilers but just me getting ideas out. POV shifting, clichés, and ridiculous, unrealistic word porn ahoy. I’m guilty of doing that thing where I neglect exposition in favor of smut because I’m tired and this has been SITTING in a drafted state since literally 2016 while it’s fkcinf August 2017. Also I typed this 99% on mobile so I’ll edit formatting later. 

The specialiest thanks to @joondaily and @94hixtape for reading through everything and giving me amazing feedback. 

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader
Genre: smut, hybrid au
Warnings: graphic sexual content (fantasizing, masturbation, oral, penetrative - dear lord holy hell), hybrid smut
Word Count: 10k (over ten thousand fucking words) 
Rating: X, for eXtra graphic (MA/NC-17) 

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Yoongi doesn’t get to finish his sentence or his thought because you tilt your head up to lick at the thin stream of milk that runs down his neck. Your tongue meets the soft skin covering his adams apple, and you move up towards his chin. You have officially lost your goddamn mind.

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Among the many, many reasons I like the idea of Lyra Erso as a rejected Jedi-hopeful relegated to the Jedi Engineering Corps is because it gives her a reason to know Saw Gerrera before the rise of the Empire.

Also, I just like imagining graduate student Lyra being assigned to answer all the inquiry transmissions received by the Corps. Most of them are boring—scientists across the galaxy double-checking their facts, senators or contractors requesting results of geological surveys, the occasional oddball request for treasure maps, or a list of which mineraloids are poisonous if ingested.

But one day, she gets an inquiry from a man on Onderon. And though he’s circumspect about it, it’s very clear to her that he’s talking about making chemical weapons. (The war against the Separatists has been raging for some time now. She’s only surprised it’s taken someone this long to ask.)

She opens a new transmission, and keys out:

Dear Master Gerrera,

Thank you for your inquiry to the Jedi Agricultural Corps, Engineering Division. The official uses of the cyanogen silicate compound known as “Sith’s breath” are limited to the construction of Celegian life support chambers, due to the compound’s extreme toxicity to most carbon-based sentient life. Additionally, the components are difficult to procure, and their synthesization without proper licensure under Galactic Republican Statute 1184.2-4 Aleph constitutes fraudulent business practices and illegal production of a controlled chemical compound.

The Jedi Order must warn you that should you pursue this course of action, it will have no choice but to enforce the law to the fullest extent of its authority.

On an unrelated note, baradium bisulfate is an accessible liquid compound, used frequently in mining. Unlike cyanogen silicate, it does not sublimate at 20°C, but it is highly unstable and a very small amount can do a surprising amount of damage. Several years ago, a careless engineering trainee did not calibrate a suspension field carefully, and leveled a small mountain.

Please do not hesitate to reach out if you have further questions.

May the Force be with you,
Lyra Inair, Geological Engineer, Jedi AgriCorps 

She expects that to be the last of it, and so she’s extremely surprised when he replies directly. Less surprised when she realizes he’s asking how one goes about constructing a suspension field. Possibly one that would destabilize with some sort of trigger or timer or maybe on impact…?

And they keep—writing one another. Even after she’s moved off the transmissions desk, to actual geological work. Rocks and weapon mechanics turn to small talk, turn to little details of their lives, turn to the Force and the Republic. He talks about his sister, about the warfront; she complains about the internal politics of the Corps and Galen (though he’s not Galen, yet, he’s just the handsome Republican engineer with cheekbones like sheered silicate). They argue theology, and justice, and violence. She cries for him, when his sister dies. They—are friends. 

Saw is the only one she tells, when she decides to turn her back on the Order. She is in love and Galen has friends in Coruscant, a prestigious job with an engineering guild—

Please do not stop writing me, she begs.

I will be here, Saw writes, if you ever need me.

Charming

Originally posted by ethereal-baek

Sehun, prince!AU

Chapters: (1) / (2) / …

Summary: Looks can be deceiving. Oh Sehun is far from being a prince charming.

Born as the first child of the last King of Yangdon, you’d expect me to be living the life. As a princess I was showered with dresses made of the finest materials and by the best hands. I never had had to worry about food - or had financial issues. Tiaras and diamonds were as common for me as candy is for commoners.

At first glance, that might sound like a dream - but I can tell you that all things materialistic things don’t outweigh having freedom and being able to love. 

That is the price people with blue blood have to pay.

I will be marrying someone for my country - not for myself. I have no say in anything regarding my love life.

As the firstborn of the King, I am the rightful heir to the throne. However there is one catch, I must wed to become a Queen. Until then, my mother will be in charge as my highest confidant.

Before my father passed away he made a promise to one of his childhood best friends that he would wed me to his friend’s son - if necessary. It seems like he already foresaw his early death and made this promise in order to help me. Apparently my father was fond of his son - Oh Sehun. Who by description should be my age.

Now that I am in a car to meet him for the first time.

When I finally arrive at the court of my soon-to-be husband, I feel myself growing more and more nervous. What if he doesn’t like me? What if he’s a bad man who won’t treat me right?

I step out of the car and look around. The castle was breathtaking. Trees of bright colors surrounded it like armies defending their citadel. A fountain was just in of the castle serving as a roundabout. But the castle itself was just exquisite. Judging by its style it was most likely built with the French King Louis XIIV in mind, because it looks like chateau de Versailles but just smaller - a lot smaller.

My mom and I make our way towards the entrance and from a distance I can see the King and Queen Oh of Hondo waiting to welcome us. Staff on the side bow to us politely and my mother and I smile back.

Behind the King and Queen I see a young handsome face that must belong to Oh Sehun.. the prince I will be marrying..

“Welcome!” The King greets us. “We are delighted to have you here.” He looks very calm and collected. A King who is amiable.

The Queen takes my hand but quickly decides to hug me too. “Welcome, darling. We have been waiting for you.” She too - looks like a person I can be comfortable with.

Next the young man steps forward and gives me a hand and a bright smile. I feel time slowing down for a second and I swallow. He is incredibly handsome. He has those wide innocent angelic eyes and cherry red lips. He might even be prettier than I am.

“Nice to meet you, princess. We have been expecting you.” He gives me a wink and I’m immediately melting. His voice is calm and sweet like a lullaby.

“Nice to meet you too, prince Sehun.” I smile back.

The atmosphere suddenly changes completely and I can see the face of the man in front of me fall. I can hear an awkward cough from behind me and suddenly looks are being exchanged - except with me.

“Ehh..” Sehun scratches the back of his head in awkwardness. Did I say something wrong?

My face turns red and when the Queens decides to help me out my face turns red and my stomach drops. “My dear, that is not Sehun. This is Luhan.. his brother.”

I wish the earth would swallow me up. I hear staff snickering in amusement. I feel so stupid for not even recognizing the man I’m going to marry. Instead I mistakenly think his brother is my fiancé.

But if this isn’t my soon-to-be husband then where on earth is he?

As if on queue I hear the sound of a vehicle on gravel. I turn around to see a white golf cart racing its way into the crowd. A few people move away in order not to get hit.

What the heck?!

The speeder stops right in the middle of the crowd and a tall male steps out of the cart in silk pajamas. I stare at him incredulously..

You’ve got to be kidding me..

Don’t tell me..

I’m not only shocked and infuriated for almost being hit by a freaking golf cart. I’m livid because I have a great feeling this is my fiancé and as a cherry on top he is accompanied by two barely clothed women on his side.

If this is my fiancé, then he treating me as a joke already.

I shouldn’t be taking this.

Not as the next Queen of my country.

Please let this not be Oh Sehun. Please let this not be Oh Sehun. I chant in my head.

Yet my worst fear comes true.

“Oh Sehun,” he introduces himself and extends a hand. When I don’t shake it he takes it back with a shrug and circles his arms around those two.. I don’t even have words for them.

The look on Queen Oh’s face is apologetic. She knows her son is being disrespectful towards me.

I am being treated as a complete joke.

I seriously can’t believe he doesn’t have the decency to welcome me like the rest of his family - in normal clothes. Instead he shows up by nearly killing people and two.. women on his arm.

Shoot me.

Right now.

“I take that this is my wife?” Sehun steps towards me and just stares. His face is stoic and every inch of him tells me he doesn’t like me. His posture is defensive and hostile.

Five minutes ago I felt welcomed and actually quite warmly received but all of that is now in the trashcan.

My face turns to my mom in help, and even she is utterly shocked by this show. Every part of her is holding itself back to not take me away but my country needs this marriage to go through and we all know that.

I wish my dad could see me now. Surely he would put a spot to this marriage.

This is not the kind of person I want on my side leading my country.

The King is twitching in anger too and decides to divert the attention from his son’s stupidity. “Let’s get everyone inside.” He smiles but I can sense his frustration. “Max!” He yells for one of his staff and a man in black suit with headset and all comes to the front.

“On it majesty.” He immediately knows what the King wants.

While I’m being ushered inside I turn around for a second and see Max preventing Sehun’s ladies from entering the castle with us.

“I’ll talk to you later about this stunt.” The King points into Sehun’s face and when he turns around Sehun rolls his eyes.

On Sehun’s side there is another man in suit making sure he follows the group.

I try to distance myself from my fiancé. This is going to be a wild marriage. On my right I feel a light tug on my sleeve. “I apologize for my brother.” It’s Luhan and he looks troubled. “He just has a hard time accepting an arranged marriage. He’s trying to protest against it. It’s nothing personal. I promise he isn’t like this.”

I smile back and nod. Yet Sehun’s actions still don’t sit well with me after those words.

This is the person I’m going to marry..?

I don’t feel well.

All of us are seated in the living room and I was right. The castle is beautifully rococo styled. Staff brings us tea and some delights to munch on.

While my mom and the Queen are chatting like women do and the King and Crown Prince try to make small talks with me, I can feel Sehun’s eyes on me. He has his arms and legs folded and his lips are pulled into a thin line.

He is staring at me.

I turn to him. Maybe he’ll tear his gaze away from me if I look back.

But he doesn’t.

We meet eyes and instead of looking away he just keeps a straight face while staring. All of a sudden he shakes his head laughing and  shoots me a dirty smirk. I shift uncomfortably.

He slowly opens his mouth. Not to say anything but just to mouth four little words for only me to see.

‘I… don’t…. like… you.’

a/n: yayyy asshole prince sehun! tell me what you think! i also didnt proofread this ;-; sorryyy

…well, that escalated quickly. I posted it way back at the end of 2014, it got reblogged by several BNFs in quick succession yesterday, and then it proceeded to rack up like 2,000 notes in one day, so apparently it still needs to be said:

Yes, you are allowed.

You are allowed to write the fic you want, rather than the fic you feel obligated to write. You’re allowed to write crack, crazy realism-defying stunts, self-indulgent trope fic, fucked-up fic about problematic people doing unhealthy things. Fic that doesn’t go through the pre-flight safety check for every swordfight and every BDSM scene, fic that glosses over the ugly real-life fallout of psychological trauma and/or jumping out of a quinjet without a parachute. Or, hey, if that’s your thing, fic that dwells on psychological trauma in loving, messy detail and has at least three punchlines about characters not being able to defy the laws of physics. Any of those things! All those things! We contain multitudes!

Any fic you write is probably going to be a net positive for fandom. The people who were looking for something in your niche get it, the people who didn’t know they wanted something in your niche discover a new thing they like, the people who don’t like it click the back button, the people who really really hate that entire genre of fic get to stroke their hateboners and get high off their own self-righteousness.

If it upsets people? The back button is a failsafe and instantaneous safeword. If it’s not as ~quality~ as other people’s fic? Don’t make me break out that “holy shit! TWO cakes!” comic. If someone takes away a disturbing, unhealthy, or otherwise less-than-wholesome message from your fic? You are not responsible for their failures of critical thinking or reading comprehension, to say nothing of those reading with outright malice looking for something to pounce on after interpreting it as uncharitably as humanly possible. Jesus fucking christ, it’s fanfiction, if people legit want sex ed they should be on Scarleteen. It’s not your job to educate them, certainly not with your fic. It’s not. It’s not. Fic serves so many other purposes. You are allowed to write what you want.

Mpreg Fic

So in the newest baking video (shook) Phil said something about an “Mpreg Fic” when they were talking about how huge Dan’s dungarees were, and started making baby noises?

Well, you’ve guessed it.

Your favorite piece of trash

IS GONNA WRITE THAT SHIT

COME AT ME BRO 

BUT IMMA DO IT

I APOLOGIZE IN ADVANCE

I’LL REGRET IT

BUT IMMA DO IT

Easy Woman

Note: cannot believe this is finished wow dude. title and concept based on a specific scene in the drama Another Miss Oh. Also, this is very much reader-centric rather than member-centric. I hope you’ll still like it though. 

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader
Genre: Romance
Warnings: none (but if we’re being real, internalized fatphobia, insecurity, slut-shaming if you squint)
Word Count: 7582
Rating: E, for everyone (but caution because it’s a romance, and there are kissy-kissy times)

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“The problem has nothing to do with how you look. None of that really matters- well actually it does kind of matter, but you don’t have to worry about the looks portion, seriously…” Yoongi pauses, eyeing you cautiously as if you’d explode at his words. “You’re too easy.”

Your kneejerk reaction of incredulous disbelief blooms into heated indignation on your face, and Yoongi holds up his hand to stop you from releasing a seventy-two-words-per-minute rebuttal. You are, probably, the purest form of Extra Virgin Olive Oil at your age; and you haven’t even gotten to the point of kissing someone in bed let alone sex (“At Your Age! At Your Age!” your brain likes to shout at you), so how Yoongi can call you “easy” is beyond logic – if anyone was asking you.

“I mean,” he clarifies, with a tired sigh, “You are way too easy with your heart.”

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themardia replied to your post: how you get six books into Rivers of London and…

i mean. the whole point of those books is that Peter is dragging the Folly into a modern policing era and that he wants to do things the right way. that is a KEY part of his character, that he’s a mixed-race police officer that’s an idealist who believes in a better way. how is this a surprise to anyone?!

that’s LITERALLY THEIR POINT OF DIFFERENCE from urban fantasy generally, that a key plot thread is how you integrate policing by consent with goddesses and magic, rather than just an escalating series of boss challenges for the hero. 

and maybe that’s not for you, and that’s fine, but…it’s like picking up an Agatha Christie and going “I really like the depiction of interwar British life, but why are there so many dead people?”.

DEAN x female!READER MASTERLIST

And A Million More  (my first Dean smut! umm nerdy)
And Beyond (vibrators and spontaneous nooky)
Better Meds (hurt/comfort-y couch sex)
Breathe and Body (breathplay)
Fingers and Red Flannel  (long and a bit case-y? also minor injury)
Front-Seat Quickie (what it says on the tin)
Second-Best Suit (car sex, light bondage, nippleplay) 
Shooting Practice (I kinda think this is my favourite, idk why. sweatpants?)
The First Time
The Last Time
Untitled. (phone sex)
     —–. (slow, purposeful sex) 
     —–. (sex in a police cruiser)
     —–. (ferris wheel)
     —–. (mattress makeout session)
     —–. (porch sex)
     —–. (pregnancy kink)
     —–. (sex with drunk!Dean)
     —–. (motel sex)
     —–. (making-up after break)
     —–. (getting caught by John)
     —–. (dry humping)
     —–. (shower sex)
     —–. (dirty talk)
     —–. (needy, clingy sex)
     —–. (breathplay)
     —–. (sex in a pool)
     —–. (fluffy hurt/comfort)
     —–. (bondage/sub!Dean)

this is real

Adrienette/Ladynoir reveal fluff

Rating: G+/T
Genre: Friendship, Romance
Characters: [Adrien Agreste/Chat Noir and Marinette Dupain-Cheng/Ladybug], Chloé Bourgeois/Queen Bee, Alya Césaire
Words: 4,563

“Adrien Agreste has had it up to his eyeballs with Marinette Dupain-Cheng. He wants to catapult her across Paris, serenade her on piano, and kiss her so hard that neither of them can breathe.”

In which Adrien finds out and is not quite sure what to do with that information.

AO3 | FFN

Adrien Agreste has had it up to his eyeballs with Marinette Dupain-Cheng. He wants to catapult her across Paris, serenade her on piano, and kiss her so hard that neither of them can breathe.

At first, his wild, racing brain seems completely unreasonable until he lands on the third thought. Because firstly, Marinette is wonderful and sweet and gentle and he’s been so oblivious to her feelings all this time and now he can’t even take his eyes off of her. Secondly, he’s been wildly in love with her since the first time they met and he doesn’t mean the time where she saw him trying to remove gum from her seat.

He’s talking about crashing into each other headlong at full speed and subsequently becoming tied up in her yo-yo. Because Marinette Dupain-Cheng is Ladybug and he’s not sure how he has missed it for so long.

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Going Once, Going Twice, Sold (Birth of a Sugar Baby)

Note: This is a two-for-one deal. I wrote this to participate in the Bangtan Bookclub Monthly Challenge: Sugar Daddy Edition, and also as a (late) birthday gift to my very good friend, MVP, whom I love and adore and respect and would probably donate my kidney for if she were in need of one. I had so much fun planning this out with @94hixtape and @sugaredmarbles - Smut Goddesses tbh. I got Really inspired by Cheese In The Trap! Yet again, this came out Different than how I originally imagined it, but I’m hoping it’s not a total disaster.

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader
Genre: college au, sugar daddy au
Warnings: escort/prostitution, online perverts, unsanitary mention, masturbation mention
Word Count: 5144
Rating: A, for Ambiguous (because it’s not really smut, but it’s not exactly the Safest thing for work. Feel?)

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But the real reason anything at all started with Hoseok was something much simpler, and probably wholly unexpected - not that you ever planned on any of the other members of the MBA Society to find out.

You leave your unlocked phone in his car before stumbling your way into your tiny, studio apartment. And he sees a twitter notification asking you for further discount on your panties.

That is all it takes.

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against the clock

More Kaider. Soulmate AU this time. It wasn’t supposed to get this long…

Rating: T
Genre: Romance and Friendship
Characters: [Kai and Cinder], Iko, Scarlet
Words: 9,033

Soulmate timers have been helping connect people who belong together for all time and still, Cinder gets the guy who can’t even figure out it’s her. kaider / soulmate au / modern au

FFN | AO3

“Cinder! My timer jumped!” Iko squealed, jumping on Cinder’s bed, her knees crashing atop Cinder’s torso and jerking her awake.

Cinder groaned and blindly shoved Iko away. Her friend let out an undignified screech and Cinder knew she had succeeded in pushing Iko off the bed. She grabbed the edge of her blanket and pulled it up towards her face, intent on hiding beneath it. Just as the soft fabric had grazed her face, it was ripped away and Cinder was forced to finally look at Iko, who was standing above the bed with her hands planted firmly on her hips.

“Iko, let me sleep,” Cinder muttered and rolled away towards the wall.

“It’s close to six days now!!” Iko said excitedly. “I went from like nine weeks to six days overnight! That has to mean something, doesn’t it?”

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anonymous asked:

could you recommend some really fluffy fics? they're my fav!h thanks in advance x

Sure! Here is a list of just a few - Enjoy! <3 Jandy


Write You a Letter by @heartunsettledsoul (1/1)

Word Count: 1581 / Rating: Gen
Summary: I wanna write you a letter / I wanna write you a song / I wanna make it better / When the nights get long - “When the Nights Get Long,” Jukebox the Ghost   Jughead starts hiding notes in Betty’s things.


She Wears My Ring by @starlightafterastorm (1/1)

Word Count: 2355 / Rating: Gen
Summary: A certain ring catches Betty’s eye. Veronica makes sure Betty gets what Betty wants.


Modern Love by @bughead-fic-request (1/1)

Word Count: 4487 / Rating: T
Summary: Rising movie star Jughead Jones takes seasoned pop star Betty Cooper on a date unlike any other.


Adorn by IndianSummer13 (1/1)

Word Count: 2483 / Rating: Not Rated
Summary: ‘Cheryl Blossom does not want to date Jughead Jones and she also doesn’t want to be Betty Cooper. But it might be nice to have someone look at her the way they look at each other, she thinks. Or, the love Betty and Jughead have for each other is obvious - as told through the eyes of six members of the Riverdale community.


Camp Sweetwater by @wordsonpages1 (1/1)

Word Count: 13,779 / Rating: M
Summary: Betty Cooper didn’t want to spend her summer at Camp Sweetwater as a counselor but of course her mother didn’t give her a say in the matter. But then she meets Jughead Jones her co-counselor with gorgeous eyes and lean muscles and that damn smirk… okay so maybe this summer wouldn’t be so bad after all.


Babes in the Woods by @mothermaple (11/11)

Word Count: 34,050 / Rating: T
Summary: When Archie and Jughead find themselves stranded in a campground, Betty and Veronica offer them a place to crash. Instant friendship ensues. Rated for swearing only. It’s mostly fluff. Slight OOC. Set in Canada because I was just camping at Alouette Lake (Sweetwater River)


a language without words by riverd0nt (1/1)

Word Count: 689 / Rating: Not Rated
Summary: For years now, they hadn’t known if the spit in their mouths was theirs or each other’s. And they didn’t care.


The Four Times Betty Cooper left Jughead Jones Speechless, and the One Time He Did the Same for Her by BlairWantsMacaroni (1/1)

Word Count: 7998 / Rating: T
Summary: Jughead Jones is a writer, typically known for his immense vocabulary and breathtaking grammatical corrections that might paint him as a dickhead at times. However, these skills are less than lacking as he begins to become infatuated with Betty Cooper, who happens to lower his inhibitions more than a drug Jughead would catch on someone at Southside. Losing his words becomes a routine.

anonymous asked:

wincest first time? thank you!

I’ve been waiting for something to ask this because it’s one of my very very favorite fic tropes. asdfghjkl.

Crown and Anchor Me (or let me sail away) by Sena (23,749 | E | Complete)

Sam Winchester is fifteen years old, at yet another new high school in yet another state, he doesn’t get along with his distant, distracted father, he’s figuring out that he likes guys just as much as he likes girls, his clothes never fit and his limbs ache at the joint ever since his growth spurt started, he has to study for the PSAT and, oh yeah, he’s a little bit in love with his brother, Dean, who’s taken a break from hunting monsters to work at a local garage for minimum wage.

Nothing We Can’t Handle by onesillygoose1551 (45,167 | E | Complete)

sam has a crush at school and he needs dean’s help.

The Ballad of the Invisible Boy (
Part 1 of the Invisible Boy series ) 
by dollylux (57,490 | E | Complete)

This is a story of adolescence. This is a love letter for the slow burn, for Led Zeppelin, for the 90s. This is the first of two sets of stories about how Sam and Dean didn’t fall in love. They never had to. It was always there, this desperation between them, like a real, breathing thing. When they came together, it was inevitable. As sure as continents colliding, as the phases of the moon and the life and death of stars. This isn’t a love story, but it’s a story of love.


Phthonus in Lethe (Part 1 of Phthonus) by leonidaslion (6,116 | E | Complete)

There’s only so much jealousy a guy can take, and Sam’s reached his limit…

For Keeps For Good Forever by candle_beck (7,482 | M | Complete)

Dean never told Sam about his deal.


like staring into the sun - nyxocity. (livejournal | E | 23,202 words)

It’s not about the girls. The girls are just the excuse. It’s about them. Them and this unavoidable thing that’s growing between them.

and what a way to go

Note: written for @jeonalis because i love my college girl <3 Based on THIS THING. Names of gadgets and widgets and places and things cheerfully borrowed from all the nerd stuff I used to love many years ago. Mostly Ratchet and Clank though. I think there was also an unintentional fight club reference, but i’ve never seen the movie and have no desire to do so either. Points if you spot all the random nerd stuff I put in there.

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader
Genre: Crack, Sci-Fi, Smut Lite (Diet Smut a.k.a. Lazy Smut)
Warnings: it’s crack. it’s (bad, lazy) porn. Ah, actually there’s some physical violence.
Word Count: 4225
Rating: BC, for bad crack.

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I want you to hit me as hard as you can,” you tell Jungkook.

“Excuse me?” he splutters.

“You heard the woman,” Jimin eggs him on.

“Hit me,” you dare.

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I'm curious

If I started writing John wick ones shots/imagines? Or even made side blog just for writing reader inserts with him. Would anyone be interested?

[[Update if this gets enough likes - at least 20-30 I’ll make the blog and start taking requests from people.]]
of closets and meddlers

Kaider College AU. This fandom needs more fics.

Rating: T
Genre: Romance
Characters: [Kai and Cinder], Scarlet, Iko
Words: 5,953

In which Cinder and Kai are both really bad at feelings and Scarlet is more than a little frustrated by it. College AU / kaider

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Cinder swirled her drink and studied the movement of the ice cubes as they bobbed in the clear liquid. Despite Thorne’s best efforts, she had warded off the alcohol that her friends were consuming and stuck to water. They needed someone to drive them home after all. Besides, liquor was bitter and had too strong of an aftertaste for her. She left the heavy drinking to Iko and Thorne.

She downed the rest of her water in one gulp and placed the glass back down on the counter with enough force to draw the eyes of several people around her. Cinder felt a blush crawl up the back of her neck and she withdrew her hands into her lap. She flexed her left hand, testing its grip, and sighed. The metal wasn’t creaking, but it didn’t feel as calibrated as it probably should. She would have to tweak it the next time she got into the shop.

“Cinder!” Iko called, stumbled over. Cinder’s best friend tripped into the chair next to her and giggled uncontrollably. Iko had definitely had a few too many drinks, and though her giggling was nothing new, it was more pronounced drunk. “Thorne’s hitting on another pretty girl!”

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anonymous asked:

i'd love to see your take on a role reversal au!

how can gold compare

length: 1k; rating: all ages;

leave me a victuuri prompt here!

It’s akin to a religious experience, the first time Victor sees Yuuri.

A deity gliding across the ice—effortless, beautiful, magnificent.

(And the skater knows it, Victor thinks. It’s easy to tell that he knows it with his hair slicked back like that, with his charcoal costume that has silver crystals scattered across the torso. He knows it with the way that he controls his body, with the way that he has the audience eating out of the palm of his hand. He knows it, but it’s not cocky. He knows it, but it’s not arrogance. No, it’s unrestrained allure.)

“Who is he?” Victor asks Mila, and he hadn’t realized that he was breathless until he’d tried to speak.

“That’s Yuuri Katsuki,” Mila tells him, resting her elbow on his shoulder.

Yuuri Katsuki.

Yuuri Katsuki from Japan.

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anonymous asked:

Have any favorite R rated fic? The more smut the better

Hiya. I am pleased you asked for favourite smut - because then I get to use my mod favourite tag - I never get to use my mod favourite tag. lol. Here are a few of my favourite naughty fics. Though to be fair - /most/ of the well loved long-ish fics in the fandom are rated M and happen to have smut in them too, only the smut is not the point of the fic. Happy Reading! <3 Jandy


Third Time’s the Charm by septemberbeauty13 (3/3)

Word Count: 3004 / Rated: E

Summary:  Jughead and Betty try very hard to get a room.


King’s Crown Bar by @betsforsythetrash (7/?)

WIP / Rated E

Summary:  Betty Cooper is new to New York City. Looking for a fun night, she wanders into King’s Crown Bar and meets Jughead Jones. Possible multi-part. Smut. AU. Future.


The Exception to the Rule by ShirlyGallagher (13/13)

Word Count: 25,236 / Rated E

Summary: A chronicle of firsts…A tale of discovery…A story of love…


touch me, tease me by @lusterrdust (1/1)

Word Count: 2957 / Rated: E

Summary:  Jughead is enamored with her, her blonde hair spilling over them like a lustrous curtain and enhancing the sounds of their breathing. He wants to declare his eternal love. He wants to pour out sonnets and ballads and write novels about every freckle on her skin, every blue shade in her eye. He wants to trace his fingers over every inch of her body until there’s no part he hasn’t memorized.


close calls and getting caught by @wordsonpages1 (1/1)

Rated: E

Summary:  The four times Betty and Jug didn’t get caught doing inappropriate *things* and then the one time they did.



My Body’s Broken, Yours Is Bent by @jugandbettsdetectiveagency (1/1)

Word Count: 5022 / Rating: E

Summary: Carve your name into my arm, instead of stressed I lie here charmed.