here you go my dear!!

Traffic

The Ignition fic that no one asked for but that I needed to write because damn. That video has ended me. Enjoy!
@strongenoughfoundation sorry, I had to tag you again, that video has done things to both of us XD

It was too hot, too loud, and the traffic was too AWFUL.

You’d been sitting in this car for God knew how long now, on a packed highway in the summer heat. Every window was rolled down in an attempt to fight off a heatstroke and honestly, you’d started counting the minutes until your sure death if you didn’t get off this road soon. Groaning in despair, you snatched the hair tie from your wrist and tied your hair back in sharp motions.

At the sound of your voice, your best friend glanced at you from the driver’s seat, eyebrows raised. “You all right over there?”

“I’m dying, Lin,” you deadpanned. “I am actually dying.”

“That’s a little dramatic,” he remarked, a teasing smile tugging at his lips.

“This damn highway is doing dangerous things to my head.”

“Wow.”

“I imagine death so much, it feels more like a memory.”

At that, he burst out laughing. With a hand resting on the steering wheel, he leaned back against his seat and sent you a warm glance. “I feel like I can’t argue with you because you just did that.”

Flopping back against your seat with a loud sigh, you pointed at him. “That line is the one I relate to the most, honestly,” you told him wryly.

“Why am I not surprised?” he asked.

You lifted your head and arched a brow at him. “Are you saying I’m a negative person?”

“You said it, not me.”


“I feel the need to remind you that you’re stuck in this car with me for at least an hour.”

“I feel the need to remind YOU that this is my car and I can kick you out at anytime.”

Grumbling, you shifted around in your seat to get to a more comfortable position and brought your feet up onto the edge of it. “Asshole,” you muttered simply and he snickered. You wondered if walking was a better choice than this traffic-induced hell after all.

Sighing in resignation, you settled for dozing in the searing sun and sneaking a couple glances over at Lin as you did. Hey, you couldn’t help it if your best friend also happened to be kinda (really) attractive, could you? It wasn’t bad just to look, right? You idly studied him through half-closed eyes, admiring the way his hair got all tousled as he ran a hand through it. He was wearing a dark blue tee because of the heat and you tried to steal a few guilty glances at his arms. You bet it’d be nice to be wrapped up in his arms, heat or no heat.

“…you done staring at me yet?”

“Shit!” you hissed, blushing furiously at having been caught. Lin cast you a sideways glance that was wayyyy too knowing and was that jerk SMIRKING? Growling something unintelligible, you reached forward to the dashboard. “I’m putting the radio on!” you announced.

“Hey, I don’t mind, you can look all you want—”

“I’M PUTTING THE RADIO ON.” You jabbed at the power button and cranked up the volume.

The first few notes of a song blared out and you recognized it at the same time Lin did.

You groaned out a frustrated “NOOO,” while Lin practically cheered like a two-year-old.

“I’m turning it off!” you said at once, and you reached for the button again.

“No you aren’t!” he shot back, batting your hand away. He ignored your squeak of protest and flashed you a wide grin. “You turned it on, so you’re stuck with the consequences!”

Sinking down in your seat, you brought your fingers up to your temples. The lyrics to the “Ignition” remix pumped out of the speakers and brought back a ton of memories. “Lin-Manuel Miranda,” you stated, “if you start rapping, I swear to God—”

“No, I’m not tryin’ to be rude, but hey pretty girl, I’m feelin’ you, the way you do the things you do, remind of my Lexus coup—”

“AAAGHHH!” You threw your hands up as he started freaking dancing in his damn seat, one hand still on the wheel and other in the air, and dear lord, it was like PTSD. Hands over your ears now, you glowered at him from your hunched over position. Lin just smiled back like the stupid, hot person he was and pointed at you as he went on with the song:

“So baby, give me that!”

“No.”

“Let me give you that!”

“HELL NO. Lin, I swear, I will never speak to you again.”

Cheerfully ignoring you, he kept going, letting that edge of a growl into his voice and you internally swooned. Why did these things happen to you? “It’s the remix to ignition, hot and fresh out the kitchen, Mama rollin’ that body, got every man in here wishin'—”

He cut off, making you glance over in confusion; just in time for him to lean across and steal a kiss, lips pressed to yours fleetingly. Your eyes shot open wide, body going rigid as he grinned into your mouth and then pulled away a second later.

“Lin!” you spluttered out, as he just laughed and went back to rapping out the lyrics. “What—You—What the hell!?”

The lyrics became a little shaky as he tried not to laugh, a stupid smile on his face. When he glanced at you, his eyes softened and…was he blushing?

Against your will, your mouth quirked up too and you looked down at your feet.

As the two of you sat, with the speakers blasting around you, you brought your fingers up to touch your lips in wonder.

“You really believe that your dear prince Noctis will come and save you, huh? He won’t and he never will.”

Uwahhhhhh! It started as a dare from Fran ( @chocobaes ) and I just….. hHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhh. So yeah…………

BUT WAIT! What’s this? There’s more?!

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Frozen in his Fate

So this little ficlet is for the very lovely @mysteryprof​ for their birthday. I am terribly sorry for not getting this to you earlier, but I had a busy day! Hope your birthday was fun!!! Enjoy, my dear!!!

Prompt: Hanzo’s Demon skin from the Halloween Terror event


It had been many years, decades even, since the demon had let himself become attached to another creature. Attachment led to fondness, and fondness led to weakness… and weakness could be exploited by those who would wish to control him. So this particular demon dwelled apart from his brethren, those he used to consider family. Alone, he felt safe. Alone, the demon felt at peace.

The demon chuckled to himself. ‘A demon at peace with itself… preposterous…’ he thought while staring up at the cold winter moon. “There is no peace for those damned beyond redemption,” he murmured to the barren forest as a light snow began to fall among the trees.

The demon looked down at his arm, at the tattoo snaking up from the wrist onto his chest. The design was a reminder of the demon’s late blood brother. By branding his very skin with his brother’s face, the demon would always be reminded of what he had done to his brother, to their family.

But that had been many centuries ago, and by now both brothers had come to terms with what they had become. Yet that did not mean that the demon regretted his actions, his mistakes. For years now, he had been searching for something to finally end their everlasting torment; even if he knew his destiny was already set in stone, he still searched.

The demon sighed as he closed his eyes, remembering the agonies he had wreaked upon his family all those years ago. He would never forget the monstrous shadows he saw in the fires consuming his family’s home. The cries of helpless nobles from atop the highest temple floor and the echoing wails of servants trapped behind walls of fire… and it was in those flames that he saw what he had become. Those were the flames he had pushed his brother into… only to see the younger man emerge from the inferno, his dragon’s aura flickering around his body…

He could still hear the last elder’s thundering voice inside his head: ‘YOU WILL WALK THE EARTH AS CREATURES OF NIGHTMARES. YOU WILL BE FEARED BY MORTALS. YOU ARE NO LONGER A PART OF THE EARTH, AND YOU ARE FORBIDDEN FROM ENTERING THE KINGDOM OF THE DRAGONS.’

A howl ripped through the calm winter air, pulling the demon back into the present. He looked up, the emptiness of his eyes reflecting the moon’s harsh light. “So this fool is back… again,” he growled quietly as he readied himself for a fight. Ever since that night, the demon did not enjoy any sort of hostile engagement. Losing his dragons might have had more of an impact on his abilities than the demon would like to admit, but he still was able to take down his prey.

A shadow slipped into the demon’s view, moving low across the ground until it was a few meters away from where the demon stood. He looked at the mysterious shadow warily, slowly preparing to fire an arrow from his Hellbow. The shadow jerkily moved to stand on two legs, its face suddenly struck by the moonlight. The demon tightened his grip on his bow, memories flooding back to him all too quickly.

A man, his brown eyes twinkling as a laugh sounded from his lips… The moon reflecting off the mirrored surface of a lake deep in the woods… Night after of night of unbridled passion… The dark walls of the cave echoing the sounds they made together… Running his hands through his partner’s soft hair… Breathing in the scents of the forest that always seemed to cling to his lover’s clothes…

Long tangled locks of matted hair fell past the man’s face, blood dripping from his mouth. He looked up at the demon, the pleading look in his eyes quickly succumbing to one of ravenous hunger and insatiable lust. “Ya should know by now that ya can’t ever run from me, darlin’… I’ll always sniff out that sweet scent of yours,” the beastly man snarled at the demon, a nasty grin spreading across his face.

The demon sighed again, earning a chuckle from the other. “What, nothin’ to say to me, sugar? How long has it been, a few years?” The man slowly began to walk towards the demon, each of his words laced with venomous intent.

The demon bowed his head slightly, taking a shallow breath before speaking softly. “You are not the first beast they have sent to kill me, nor will you be the last,” he said, raising his gaze to meet his former lover’s bloodshot eyes. ‘Dead eyes…’ he mused to himself as he drew back the arrow he had nocked not moments before.

The demon’s voice was barely above a whisper as he spoke, but he knew the other man could hear it perfectly.

“You are already dead.”

The arrow flew straight and true, as all his shots did. The beast that was once the most precious person to him fell to the icy ground with a dull thud. The demon stood there for a moment staring at the body before turning and walking deeper into the frozen forest, his mantra  repeating over in his mind.

‘With every death, comes honor. With honor, redemption.’

Awkward (F)

Originally posted by defwang

REQUESTED: can I have a fluff/comedy scenario where Jackson is introducing you to got7? 

Reader (you) x Jackson ft members of got7

Word Count: 1262

Warnings: suggestive

note: here you go, my dear! this was requested awhile ago so i’m sorry for the long wait! happy reading and take care everyone! -admin


You’ve been dating Jackson for over a year now and you still haven’t met the members of GOT7. With them having a constant busy schedule, you always wondered when you were going to meet them. And Jackson always told you that he would take you to see his members but that never happened. You understood their busy schedule and you were fine with meeting the members anytime. As long as it doesn’t create a conflict with their schedules.

You were lounging around at home, with your pjs, sat on the couch. With a bag of chips laid on your lap and the TV on, you decided to have a lazy day and just relax. You did deserve a day without having to do any work, since you’ve worked so hard during the weekdays. Until, your phone rang loudly, interrupting your time to yourself.

“Hello?” You answered the phone, lowering the volume on the TV.

“Hey, babe. I’m bored.” Jackson replied through the phone.

“Is that why you called me?” You laughed at your boyfriend’s blunt comment. Usually, Jackson would call you to have long talks because he missed your voice. Other times, he would just rant about his days and complain how tiring his schedule was. But, today was a different day.

“Yes, can you come over to dorm?” Jackson asked through the phone. You could already picture his pouty face he would make when he wanted something. And of course, you would say yes.

“Sure, I’ll be there soon.” You stated as you hung up the phone and hopping off the couch. Changing to a rather decent clothing to go outside, you jumped onto a bus and made your way to dorm. After thirty minutes on the bus, you finally arrived at the street as you walked down the alleyway and stopped right in front of a grey building. You saw Jackson leaning on the side on the building waiting for you to arrive.

“Jackson.” You yelled, waving at him to get his attention. As soon as he saw your smiling face, he ran over to you to give you a hug.

“I missed you so much.” He said, breaking away from the hug.

“It’s only been a week, Jackson.” You smiled, punching him in the chest. “It’s not like you went on tour to actually miss me that badly.”

“Is it a crime to miss my girlfriend? Even though I saw her last week? Should I just give her space for a week?” Jackson questioned as he widened his eyes. You could see the playfulness starting to form from his joking matter.  

“No, you idiot.” You laughed at him. “I missed you too, no worries.”

Jackson’s high pitched laugh rang throughout the area as you both continued to joke around and entered the building. Taking the elevator up to dorm, he took you into his dorm to find it empty, without the members.

“Where’s the rest?” You asked as you entered the living room.

“They’re out buying some food. They just left so we have some time for ourselves.” Jackson stated as he plopped down on the couch and turned on the TV. You let out a sigh as you sat down right next to Jackson, your head resting on his shoulder. For a moment, you two sat there in silence, watching TV. If Jackson was bored, why didn’t he just turn on the TV and watch something like you both were doing right now. But knowing your boyfriend, he wanted someone by his side to keep him company. And you were happy to keep him company for the time being.

Suddenly, Jackson nudged your head off in order for him to stand off and take off his sweater, revealing the black tank top he always wore underneath. You shook your head in disbelief, knowing classic Jackson took off his sweater whenever he wanted to show off his muscles. Or that was what most people assumed.

“What? I’m hot.” He said, throwing his sweater aside and sitting back down next to you.

You smiled at him and gave him a kiss on the cheek, “I know you’re hot. I’m a pretty lucky girl to score a guy like you.”

Jackson cutely smiled at you and then turned his attention to the TV. His hand rested on your thigh as his thumb started to draw circles, patterns that soothed you. You turned your head to look at him as his hands went further up, knowing full well what he wanted. But he kept his face straight when his hands rested dangerously close to your heat.

“Jackson, we can’t do this here.” You warned him, biting your lips. But you knew he wouldn’t listen to you. Jackson turned his head to look at you and leaned down so that his lips were close to yours.

“Shh,” He whispered, “No one will catch us.”

And with that, Jackson closed the gap between your face as you two started to kiss deeply. Jackson pushed you down on the couch, making you gasp as he took this opportunity to stick his tongue in your mouth. You two were sharing a hot kiss, his lips moving in sync with yours. Jackson’s hands played with the hem of your shirt as he lifted it up slightly, exposing your stomach.

“Yah! Kids! Get off the couch.” You heard a voice yell. Jackson immediately let go of you as you propped yourself up, turning your head to meet the best leader, or that was what Jackson called him.

“You’re home!” Jackson beamed at Jaebum as he stood up from the couch to give him a hug. But as a chic leader, Jaebum rejected his hug and looked at your beet red face.

“Is this what you do with your girlfriend and we’re not home?” Jaebum raised his eyebrows as he walked towards you. You stood up from the couch awkwardly, fixing your shirt, as you bowed in greeting.

“We watch TV there, Jackson.” Jinyoung said as he came into the scene. “Now, I know why that couch smells funny. It’s because of you two.”

“Ewww!” Yugyeom yelled as he slapped Jackson on the chest. You watched as all of the members piled in the living room, staring at you and your flushed cheeks. This was not how you wanted to greet the members and it was embarrassing that the leader caught you two making out on the couch.

“Uh,” Jackson spoke up, scratching the back of his head, “This is my girlfriend, (Y/N).”

“Yeah, we figured.” Bambam said as he approached you, with his hand out. You took his hand, shaking it slightly as laughter filled the room. Although the atmosphere was awkward, the members one by one formally introduced themselves to you, forgetting the scene that happened earlier. And in return, you gave them a proper introduction of yourself.

“Now that is all settled, how about we eat?” Mark spoke up as he pointed towards the food in the kitchen.

“And maybe next time hyung,” Youngjae said as he slapped Jackson on the back, “Tell us when you’re bringing your girlfriend over so we don’t have to encounter that again.”

“He will, don’t worry.” You confirmed that statement, knowing full well you didn’t want to go through that embarrassment again. The members were nice enough to brush it off the whole night as you spent time with them, chatting and getting to know one another. Of course, the occasional teasing came up but you were happy to finally meet the members after a year of dating Jackson.


(THE ENDING OMG SORRY)

wolf and rabbit (saeranxmc) prologue

Here it finally is! The first part of my Saeran x MC fic series. I worked really hard, so I sincerely hope you all like it. I apologize for the length. And I’m sorry if it’s not that great, my writing pants have been in the closet for quite awhile. I’ve had a few of my friends supporting me, so I was able to run the aforementioned writing pants through the wash and this is the final product. I plan on this being a relatively lengthy project.

So, thank you so much for taking the time to read and if you like it, please let me know and it would mean so much to me if you could reblog so others can see.

And with that, here you go! 

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Crushed

Pairing: Linstead
Timeline: Set sometime in the future.
Genre: Angst, fluff, smut (not necessarily in that order muahaha)
Rating: M
Prompt: Hurt Jay.

A/N: This has been so widely requested, and it’s finally here! I hope you guys like it.

Two special mentions go to my dear Tracey (@dylanobrienstyler​), who not only makes the mistakes disappear into thin air, but also helps me improve my grammar daily. And the other goes to my beautiful friend Klara, who is a med student and she volunteered her time to educate me on the complications of crush syndrome so this is actually mostly accurate. Both are guest starring in this fic. I love you <3

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OKAY…

IM VERY FRUSTRATED AT TUMBLR RN BUT WHATEVER

anyway, I FINALLY DID ACTUAL ART AHHHHHHHHH
AND OF THE TECHNO CHILD TOO AKJBGNS
goodness okay, so like… this isnt the full picture unfortunately.
tumblr said it was too big (okay i cant blame them the picture is 4329x4311 this picture is literally that big in pixels. so this is probably the biggest picture ive done digitally.)

i am going to send you the full picture some how @silvurgalaxies
but yeah, I DREW YOUR CHILD MUHAHAHA
now i have Peppermint and Dice to do in this style hehe

anyway i hope you like it! <333

Techno belongs to @silvurgalaxies

Monsta x reaction to you shouting at the tv

Monsta x reaction to you being really engrossed in a tv show/film and shouting and talking to the tv while it’s on. 

@classydeerfox Here you go dear, and thank you for loving my blog :) I hope you like it! I had a lot of fun making this

Shownu

Originally posted by trainingpanda

*Looks at you adoringly* *He thinks it’s cute how you get so engrossed in your shows*

Wonho

Originally posted by prince-hongbin

*You’d make him watch with you* *His face at the plot twist*

Minhyuk

Originally posted by chiqkihyun

*Totally engrossed with you* *It’s normal for you two now*

Kihyun

Originally posted by wonkyuns

*Confused af when he heard you yelling at the tv* “Why are you yelling, it’s not like they can hear you.”

Hyungwon

Originally posted by kpopidolaegyooo

*Judges you hardcore for talking to the tv*

Jooheon

Originally posted by beastdw

“Shush Jagi, I’m trying to watch!” seriously tho what even is this gif?

I.M

Originally posted by malegroups

*Will watch with you but low-key judges you for your shouting*


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Here you go, my dear :)