genre: angst

Keiner versteht wirklich, wie viel Leidensdruck hinter einer sozialen Phobie steckt. Es bedeutet nicht immer, dass man ein graues Mäuschen ist, das kein Wort spricht, nein. Und man ist auch nicht nur "ein wenig schüchterner" als andere Menschen. Es ist viel mehr, aber der Leidensdruck hinter dieser Krankheit ist einfach unaushaltbar, weil dich keiner wirklich ernst nimmt. Die Angst geht nicht einfach so weg. Alle sagen nur, man soll sich "keine Gedanken machen" oder "es ist doch egal, was andere Leute von dir denken". Toll, dankeschön.

ice skater au

pairing: jungkook | reader
genre: angst, fluff
word count: 2.337
warnings: none
author’s note: yes, this is loosely inspired by yuri on ice (I’m trash). it is currently not planned to turn into a series, but that might change sometime in the future. for now, enjoy this snippet of skater!jungkook :)

He is magnificent.

You knew seeing him in the flesh would be a completely different experience altogether — but nothing prepared your eyes for the ray of soft light that smoothly glided over the ice, like a swirling snowflake becoming one with the snow. The blades on his boots are like feathers above the surface, leaving lines of art behind them as he twirls and dances like his body was made for the ice, like there is nowhere else he’d rather be, eyes closed and silky strands of dark hair shifting with his gracious movements.

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Mass Effect {Sentence Starters}
  • "You exist because we allow it, and you will end because we demand it."
  • "I may be drunk, but you're ugly. And tomorrow I'll be sober."
  • "You think I'm crazy, don't you?"
  • "Why is it whenever someone says 'with all due respect', they really mean 'kiss my ass'?"
  • "What is it about you that makes people think we enjoy being in harm's way?"
  • "In case you hadn't noticed, this whole place is falling apart!"
  • "Surrender. Or don't. That would be more fun."
  • "Just because I like you doesn't mean I won't kill you."
  • "I thought you were a hero! Hero's don't do things like this!"
  • "Please tell me you didn't hear that."
  • "The lines between friend and foe are getting a little blurry from where I stand."
  • "All this time, and that's all I get from you?"
Writing Prompts

// send me a number + a member

01 “I need you.”

02 “Just tell me that you love me.”

03 “Please wake up.”

04 “Why are you at my house at 3:00 AM?”

05 “I think I’m in love with you.”

06 “Are you going to kiss me?”

07 “Wait, you like me, too?”

08 “I know it’s late, but I just needed to tell you that you’re great.”

09 “If I could, I would get you a million puppies just to make you happy again.”

10 “I know you don’t want to, but you’re going to have to wake up soon.”

11 “We’re going to be in so much trouble if somebody catches us.”

12 “Every time I see you, you have the same exact book as me, and I just need to ask, are you a spy?”

13 “What’s the difference between love and infatuation?”

14 “Can I kiss you?”

15 “Just breathe.”

16 “This is the sixth time you’ve spelled my name wrong. Are you doing this on purpose?”

17 “I love you, but please never break into my house again.”

18 “How many times do I have to tell you before you believe me?”

19 “Let’s just stay here all day. Yeah, that sounds good.”

20 “How would you feel if I told you… that this is for you?”

21 “I just want to hold your hand, and tell everyone that we’re together. Is that too much to ask for?”

22 “You know, you really suck at this.”

23 “Are you scared of me?”

24 “How many times do I have to ask you before you finally say yes?”

25 “Let’s adopt twenty cats together and treat them like our children.”

26 “I swear I didn’t see anything!”

27 “I won’t tell anyone. I swear.”

28 “Hey, can I ask you for a favor?”

29 “What if I kissed you right now?”

30 “Let’s just stop to think about the fact that you’re actually holding my hand right now.”

31 “Shut up. Just, shut up.”

32 “I don’t think I love you anymore. In fact, I’m very much sure that I hate you.”

33 “You’re a terrible person. Why do you have to be such a terrible person?”

34 “I’d love you if you weren’t so nice to me all the time.”

35 “It was part of the deal.”

36 “I can’t explain right now. I just need you to pretend that we’re dating.”

37 “Wait, your name isn’t Eight Ball?”

38 “Let’s play a game: How many more times do I have to give you these until you realize I’m flirting with you?”

39 “I’m sorry, okay? You’re just really cute, and I get nervous around cute people.”

40 “Was that supposed to hurt?”

41 “Out of all the lies I’ve told, loving you was probably the biggest one.”

42 “Don’t say anything. Just… just dance with me. Right here. Right now.”

43 “Of course you can forgive me. That’s all you have to do. Just forgive me.”

44 “I… I thought you were dead.”

45 “Let’s go on a road trip together, and never come back.”

46 “Run away with me.”

47 “You couldn’t have possibly stolen my heart.”

48 “Please don’t tell me it’s you I saw on the World’s Most Wanted list.”

49 “You’re leaving? Again? Why do you always have to leave me?”

50 “If there’s two things I know, it’s that I love coffee… and I love you, too.”


Chris Evans x Reader

Warning: Angst, Angry Smut 

Notes: I am truly sorry about an adjective I used about Hayley Atwell. I didn’t mean it. :( 

It’s long. (1860 words)

And I suck at endings. 

I hope you like it. Enjoy ;) 

Chris was gone for filming Civil War. Though you were happy and proud about him for doing what he loves, you missed your boyfriend of 3 years very much. You had work to do so you couldn’t travel with him to everywhere he goes for filming. You did try to pay him surprise visits and he did the same to you.

He called you that morning when you were about to enter your office. Between “I miss you”s and talking about your regular stuff, he mentioned that Hayley came to the set and they were going to shoot a dubsmash together. Oh boy you loved Hayley and her silly dubsmash videos. How can you not? You said that you couldn’t wait to watch it before you hung up. You were going to regret that.

Somewhere around noon you had time to take a break from your work and take a quick look on your Twitter. There it was. Team Carter’s winning video.

“Ahahaha oh my god Chris.”

You laughed when you saw your boyfriend. You realized heads turning to you around the office and tried to keep your voice down. You liked it, retweeted it and sent Chris a text message:

“It’s not courteous to stick your tongue out Cap! ;) “

You put your phone back in your bag for you didn’t expect Chris to find time to text back.

Dorks. You thought, still smiling. You shook your head slightly and got up from your desk to go have your lunch.


You were laughing at something Josh said as you walked back to the office with him. Another co-worker and friend Jen was coming from the opposite direction with a look on her face that you couldn’t resolve.

“I’m guessing you didn’t see it?”

She said as she passed by.

“See what?”

You asked but she was gone. You turned to Josh and he gave you a shrug, meaning he doesn’t understand either.

You returned to your desk and opened your computer. Before you started working, you checked you twitter. There was another video. “We celebrated.” Hayley had captioned.

Is this what Jen was talking about?

You started the short video and started watching with a neutral face. That was until:

Wait. What?


You were frozen. That was one hell of a celebration alright! On the outside you couldn’t move but your brain was screaming. You were struggling with your thoughts.

How could they?

Wait they’re just friends.

Friends that kiss?!

It’s just acting Y/N. They kissed before in the movie.

But even that wasn’t heated like this!

As you were contemplating what you saw, you felt a hand your shoulder. You realized you were staring at the looping video for a time now and turned to Josh.

“You OK Y/N ?”

He asked, worried.

“yeah… Yeah I’m, I’m fine.” You mumbled, tears prickling your eyes and anger building inside of you.

“Um. Excuse me. I don’t think I can.. I can” You frantically said and pointed at your computer.

“It’s fine. You go, I’ll cover for you.” he said.

You nodded, grabbed your bag and left the office. Once you were inside your car, you started crying with anger and feeling of betrayal.


Until you arrived home, Chris texted a couple of times and called. You didn’t answer. Not just because you were driving, also because you were too enraged to have a healthy conversation.

At home you took a shower, then put yourself a glass of whiskey but ended up drinking quite a lot. When Chris called for it seemed like the 100th time, you answered.

“What’s going on baby I was worried about you?!” He asked with a rather loud voice.

You snorted “Yeah, right.”

“What’s that supposed to mean? Why haven’t you answered my phones?”

“MAYbe because I’m MAD AT YOU!” you yelled. Maybe the alcohol was not a good idea.

“Why are you yelling?! And why would you be mad at me?!”

“You’re right! Why would I be mad at you for making out with some bitch on camera?!”

“Hey hey! Have care how you speak Y/N?”

“Fuck you Evans. I’m tired. I’m going to bed.” You said with a lower voice.

“No don’t hang u” |

You already hung up the phone and shut it off. You went to bed and fell asleep with a frown on your face.


Your eyelids were heavy from crying and the slight hangover you were having had made you sleep until afternoon. Groaning you got up.

As you stirred your cereal in your bowl, you thought about last night. You were still going back and forth between your angry, betrayed feels and regret of the reaction you showed.

Door opened and heavy, fast footsteps came closer.

“Y/N ?”


You got up and went to the living room where you found your boyfriend. He looked pissed.

“What the hell are you doing here?” You asked. Did he just fly all the way here when you were sleeping? For what?

“You shut your phone off. I was worried.” He sounded like his thoughtful, sweet self now.

“Yeah I didn’t wanna be disturbed.”

You were keeping distance. In a normal time, Chris would’ve swooped you in a hug and you two would be giggling like teenagers. But right now, you were both tense and keeping distance from each other.

“What the hell was your outburst last night?”  The irritated tone was back.

“Was I not clear enough?!” You raised your voiced.

“Baby you KNOW Hayley and I are friends. That was just acting for her video. That’s it!”

“NO! If you kiss in a movie, THAT’S acting because you HAVE TO. Did you have to kiss her yesterday? No! You just saw the opportunity and jumped into it!”

“What kinda guy do you think I am Y/N?” he sounded hurt.

“Like I said I was just helping a friend out.” He continued when you stayed silent.

“Wow. What a help. Well, have you ever seen me making out with a friend?” You blinked your eyes to fight back the tears pricking your eyes.

“Y/N baby I’m sorry.” He breathed out as he walked towards you.

You tried to back away but he was fast. He stood in front of you but you refused to meet his eyes.

He held out his hand to you, to hold you.

“No don’t touch me.” you snarled with a frown and swatted his hand away.

“Sweetheart please don’t do this.” He tried to hold you again.

“No fuck off!” you spatted and turned around to walk away but you were stopped by a strong hand on your upper arm.

Chris quickly and harshly turned you around and kissed you. At first you didn’t respond but sometime after, you kissed back. Your grip on his forearm was so strong that your fingernails were painfully digging in. Your tongues fought for dominance but you were determined not to give in. As his hands went your waist, you placed yours on his chest and you pushed him.

He stumbled back a little. If looks could kill Chris thought. You let out a low growl and pulled him for another kiss by holding him by his shirts collar. You ripped the shirt open as buttons fell off and on the floor. Chris lifted your tshirt off your head as you fondled with his belt. His pants, briefs and your pyjama bottom were quick to be discarded.

Chris leaned down to kiss you again. You pushed him down to sit on the couch and straddled him. Then you kissed him with force, claiming his mouth. He let out a growl when you pulled his bottom lip between your teeth. You were grinding your hips to his meanwhile and he was hard as rock underneath you. His hands roamed all over your body. He kneaded your ass and groped your breasts. He was not gentle at all. Your hands were in his hair, messing and pulling as you kept kissing.

He ripped off your panties at some point as he broke the kiss. Then slapped your ass hard. You loved it when he got rough but this was your turn. You took his hard cock in your hand and guided it to your hot, aching core. You glided his head a few times over your pussy as you teased both of you and cloaked his member with your wetness. Then you aligned him at your entrance and sat down, taking it all the way in.

You both moaned loudly, having missed the feeling. He held your hips because he wants to take control but you don’t even care. You start to raise yourself up&down, roll your hips forward, all while looking at his pretty, frowning face.

He leaned down to kiss and bite your neck, making sure to leave marks. Then he smacked your ass again. As you let your guard for a second of pleasure, Chris held you and turned you over, hovering himself over you.

“Hey!” you said.

He just grinned deviously and plunged himself back in, fucking you hard. And you let him. He held the arm of the couch with both arms and you wrapped your hands around his giant biceps and squeezed. He started grunting and moaning and you knew he was close. You wrapped your legs around his waist and turned the two of you. Chris fell on his back on the floor with a thud, with you on top of him. The glasses on the coffee table clanked with the force of the fall.

“Ouch!” Chris whined but you shut him with a sloppy kiss. You put one elbow next to his head as you kept kissing his mouth and jaw and neck. He held your hips once again and pushed his hips upwards, hitting your g-spot perfectly. You pushed down to meet his thrusts and your free hand went to his chest.

You nearly screamed his name in the moment of bliss, as a leg trembling orgasm hit you. He followed behind as he shut his eyes and repeated curse words.

You collapsed on top of him as you panted for air. He held you in his arms, holding you tightly. After a while, you lifted your head from his neck and looked him in the eye. You couldn’t stay mad at him. He gave you a sad look.

“I’m sorry darling. I didn’t wanna hurt you. I love you more than anything. I’m sorry.” He said. “Will you forgive me?”

You smiled a little. “I’m sorry too. For what I said. I was just shocked.”

He looked at you with puppy eyes. Damn it.

“I love you too.” You gave the answer he was waiting for. He smiled as you leaned down to kiss him. Gentle and loving, as it’s supposed to be.

You broke the kiss and lifted your head a little to look at him. You smiled mischievously.


“Well…” You lifted and eyebrow. “You came all the way here. Might as well we enjoy while we can.”

He smiled back and leaned up to kiss you.

The End.

Phan: Those Who Trust - Part 41

Wordcount: 2.5k
Genre: Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort
Warnings: past non-con and abuse
Summary: Dan used to be a submissive and now he’s just a broken shell of a man.
Beta: legendarygalaxydragon
A/N: This is it. The last chapter. There’s going to be a sappy note at the end of it, but I just wanted to thank legendarygalaxydragon and eroticgropefest, who’ve been so much help with this fic. And now, one final time after forty chapters and one and a half years of writing this story, I hope you enjoy. :) x

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Not Bothering To Notice

Originally posted by connorscobalt

Requested by: Anonymous

Request: 18 and 52 with Bellamy Blake? from this prompt list

Why are you looking at me like that?”

“You have no right to say that!”

A/N: This imagine sucks, im sorry. theres a message at the end. This is my sory excuse to write angst btw

Why are you looking at me like that?” You asked Bellamy, confused. Right now, he was looking at you with a tinge of disgust on his face. You couldn’t understand why as you were just doing your job, sorting out the different types of berries into their respected baskets.

“Because you disgust me,” He said with venom laced in his words. His response took you off guard.


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Ella Enchanted {Sentence Starters}
  • "Tell me how you really feel about me."
  • "I don't need your chivalry, thanks. And I have no intention of curtsying either, so you can forget it."
  • "Look, I think it's only fair to warn you that I'm practiced in the ancient art... of Origami!"
  • "You are one freaky chick."
  • "Just admit you're stupid and don't know what you're talking about."
  • "Tell me, do you get a kick out of near death experiences?"
  • "You're the first maiden who hasn't swooned at the sight of me."
  • "Nobody should be forced to do things they don't want to do. Take it from somebody who knows."
  • "You know, I hope you don't mind me saying this, but you're much prettier than I would've expected."
  • "It will only hurt for a moment, I promise."
For Him Blind!Armin x Fem!Reader

It was exactly the way he had described it to you when the two of you were cadets in the Survey Corps. The rolling blue of the ocean extended farther than the eye could see, and the salty breeze from the sea blew against the two of you as you and your boyfriend Armin Arlert walked hand in hand down the sandy beach. Your legs were sopping wet and tiny bits of seashells were glued to the bottoms of your bare feet from the wet sand. You smiled and looked at your boyfriend with your e/c eyes and wrapped your arm around his forearm. Armin jumped slightly from your sudden affection but turned his head to smile at you.
“Is it everything like I said it would be, y/n?”
His words almost made you want to cry, and you fought back tears as you turned yourself towards him, brushing the stray locks of long blonde hair from his face and looking into his eyes - the eyes which would never see your face again. You saw him smile, thinking you were being affectionate, when in all honesty, you felt nothing but pity fill your heart for the boy. He had waited almost his entire life for this very moment, and he would never be able to experience it fully.
You wrap your arms around his waist and bury your face into his shirt. Two years ago, during the final mission to defeat the Titans, Armin had sustained a head injury that had permanently damaged his eyes. Day after day, he slowly began to lose sight, until he went completely blind in both of his eyes. You felt his arms encase you as you fought the liquid trying to escape your tear ducts. No. You refused to ruin this moment for him with your pity.
You quickly grabbed his hand in one of yours and stood there by his side, watching as the smile on his face grew even bigger. He seemed to be enjoying himself, and that was all that mattered. You let a small cough escape your lips in an attempt to gain some control over your emotions. Quickly, Armin turned to you with a concerned look on his face.
“Are you cold?”
You shook your head, despite him not being able to see your response.
“No, I-I’m fine.”
Armin nodded, concern still evident on his face. You felt yourself being pulled toward the sanctuary of his embrace, and he placed his chin on the top of your head.
“Hey, y-y/n?”
“Will you….tell me what it looks like?”
Your body tensed up as you could feel the already existing lump in your throat grow. He pulled back and looked at you the best he could. “Please?”
You sighed, your heart melting under his blind gaze.
“Okay. I-I’ll try.”
He smiled and you both turned towards the ocean, the water brushing up against both of your legs. Holding onto his hand, you stared out into the water. You had never been poetic with your words like he was, but you swallowed a haggard breath, ready to begin.
You had to do this. For him.
“Well….it’s big - incredibly big, actually. I can’t even see the end of the it. A-and it’s the deepest shade of blue I have ever seen.” You looked at him to see him stoically nodding out in the direction of water. You took this as your cue to go on. “The waves are kind of scary when you first look at them. They look so big and powerful, but they seem to get weaker as they come closer to the shore.” You look up at the sky. “It’s sunny out today, and the sun’s glowing off the water. The surface of it is so pretty; it almost looks like diamonds are coating the surface. And-and-”
The sound of sniffles coming from the body next to you snapped you out of your daze. You turned your gaze and looked at the stream of tears flowing down Armin’s face as he tried to wipe away the liquid on his cheeks. Unable to control the dam behind your eyes, you threw your arms around his neck and buried your face into his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around you, upset at himself for having made you cry. You felt him peck your head and run his fingers through your h/c hair.
“Thank you.”

Phan: Those Who Trust - Part 40

Wordcount: 5.6k
Genre: Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort
Warnings: past non-con and abuse
Summary: Dan used to be a submissive and now he’s just a broken shell of a man.
Beta: eroticgropefest
A/N: This is it. The second to last chapter. Thanks for all your nice words. I hope you enjoy. :) x

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