i actually hate how this came out damn it

So I’m like… really sick of social justice bloggers/activists in general caring more about semantics than ACTUALLY caring about social justice?? Like. If that hitler kin asshole just came out and was like “I’m a nazi” no sj bloggers would be defending them but because they said “I’m ~kin~ with hitler as a ~coping mechanism~” there have been people defending them??? Like damn. Same with goyische bloggers who make nazi punching edits and talk about how much they hate nazis but NEVER include Jews or rroma people in their activism I just. Ugh. This is a terrible website.

killing stalking (chapter by chapter) as explained by gifs

(heads up…long post.)

chapter 0:
kind of like the “what the hell…” stage (in more ways than one) 
which quickly transitions into  
okay…i guess i’ll keep going to see what the HELL is going on first”

Originally posted by n-wordbelike

chapter 1:
more like “what the hell” transitions into “what the fuck” …chapter

chapter 2:
“what the fuck” transitions into “what the acTUAL FUCK” chapter

Originally posted by heckyeahreactiongifs

chapter 3:
the “…but why am i still reading though” chapter
(also, though, art style 10/10)

chapter 4: 
the “oh, come ON” chapter
i’m using two gifs for this chapter because…
it starts off like this

and quickly, at the end, transitions into this

chapter 5: 
the “i have whiplash” chapter
also the “wait, what” chapter
(and this is also when the shipping r e a l l y started…chapter?)

chapter 6:
the “where is this going…” chapter
or, more accurately, “waiting for the shit to hit the fan” chapter

chapter 7:
the “oh shit, oh shit, oh shIT, OH SHIT,
SHIT.” …chapter
(things have gotten very emotional in this stage)

Originally posted by justalittletumblweed

(also the “help, i’ve caught myself humming/singing/listening to killing me softly on more than one occasion” chapter)

chapter 8:
the “i’m forever traumatized” chapter 
also the “i can’t do this anymore (but i will)” chapter

Originally posted by n-wordbelike

chapter 9:
the “i’ve been so shook the past few chapters why am i even surprised anymore” chapter

chapter 10:
the “there is no turning back now” chapter

also @ sangwoo

chapter 11/12:
at this point, you really have become a killing stalking fan. there is no denying it because…c’mon, look how far you’ve read.
you hate it, but you love it. you hate that you love it …chapter.

also, chapter 11 came out the same day as the final episode of yuri on ice…
remember that? how happy you were…how at peace with that finale…
but then you read ks
so at this point, @ killing stalking generally 

chapter 13: 
so, it’s the “shit, this story is actually damn good” chapter
(but, that’s been like every chapter, tbh…you just are now realizing it.)
(…realizing actually how invested you are in this story)

chapter 14/14.5:
“waiting for the shit to hit the fan pt. 2″ chapter. 

chapter 16:
the “emotional af” chapter

Originally posted by urban-adventurer

(also, @ all those audience members in that scene like i’m-)

chapter 17: 
the “total cringe fest” chapter

which ends on a “oh fuck” note

also, the “i just really miss yuri on ice right now” chapter
(but, p.s., that’s like always anyways, so.)

chapter 18:
the “i have never clicked through the pages so fast” chapter
i’ll take you through the process of emotions for this one
it starts like

and goes into 
@ yoonbum 

and then

and you just know the shit has now, officially, hit the fan (again?)
and it’s just the beginning cause there is still one. more. chapter.

chapter 19:
the “i have no words” chapter
again…let’s go through the process of just… e m o t i o n s (slash reactions)

Originally posted by yourreactiongifs

Originally posted by meanwhile-smile-sdl

Originally posted by usedpimpa

Originally posted by gifsme

post “i don’t feeling anything at all”

and then you read…
“to be continued in season 2″

and that’s pretty much how reading ks went. 

so @ killing stalking as a whole 

it’s just too…

so, here’s to season 2.
see you guys april 14th/15th.

anonymous asked:

What top three of your own fic would you want people to read?

this is such a fun question! and such a hard one to pick lol. i harbor a strange love-hate relationship with most of my stories. but:

  • half-light is definitely at the top of my list. it’s the first fic idea i ever had, and one i actually wanted to revisit so much that i rewrote the whole damn thing. it’s also a convoluted mishmash of a bunch of different tropes/genres of fic i like, encompasses most of the show, brings in neglected characters, etc etc. it definitely has some flaws in planning, but i’m truly satisfied by how it turned out in the end.
  • i love under the stars (minimal fate required) because i’m satisfied with the way it came out as well, but also because it was crazy fun to write. some places are messier than others, but i love fics that are multi-au like this and all the possibilities were crazy fun to come up with. i wrote it all in a day, in some crazed haze, from contemplating ways the show could’ve ended that i would’ve been satisfied with. (i actually still have a deleted scenario that i really like but that i have no idea what to do with since it didn’t actually fit the theme of the story. oh well.) 
  • i debated which one to rec for this last choice but i decided to go with the more recent  november 27, 1973 because it’s so different from what i usually write. but it was really fun to explore the different scenarios (since it’s a multi-au as well) and i like some of the possibilities introduced. (wow all my choices are au. i really have a thing for aus don’t i.)

thanks so much for the question!

Can’t seem to make it right Part 6

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Featuring: Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff and Wanda Maximoff

Words: 1449

Warning: swearing

Tag: @vashanatasha @supersoldier-wifey @skeletoresinthebasement @blueswallow5 @amazing-fandom-freak @hotstuff-demigods @akm0o @ladyc-thehunter @i-can-be-everything-i-want @sebstan01 @littlebitchyprincess @nennesse @suchwildloveisthis

Request: Hii! I just wanna request something. I really like the idea of bucky has a big ass crush on reader and he obviously doesnt know the fuck to do so he always ends up making her angry & messing with her and she loves messing back. Idk theres a lot this kinda imagine but i fucking love your work sooooooo can you can you can you can you? I need some angsty fluffy shit and if you make a series out of this i will donate you my goddamn kidney. KISSES KISSES 💕💕

Note: so this is the final part! I hope you all liked it and thanks for all the reblogs, likes and comments. I’m actually so proud of this story really!

Originally posted by totheendofthelinepal

PART 1    PART 2     PART 3     PART 4     PART 5

It has been two days since the party. A new week had begun and you still felt like shit. Bucky wouldn’t even look at you and if you tried to talk to him he would just look at you for a few seconds and walk away. If you tried to go into his room, he would lock the door. It was impossible. Steve only told you to give him as much time as he needed, but what if you gave him too much time? You needed to know if he still had feelings for you or if he hated you, which you would deserve.

“I don’t think he hates you”, Natasha said.

“He doesn’t even talk to me, or look at me”, you replied. Wanda, Nat and you were lying on your bed after dinner on Monday night. “Damn, he doesn’t even want to be in the same room as me”, you added covering your face.

“You have to admit you messed it up”, Wanda pointed out. As helpful as always. “You know it’s not easy for him to open up and the moment he did so with you…well…”

“I made out with another guy just in front of his face. Thanks for remembering it”, you sighed. “Wanda, why don’t you just get into his head for a moment?”

“No”, she replied immediately.

That was a favour you had asked her like fifty times now, even when you knew she was completely against it and would never do it. But you were desperate. The only person Bucky talked to was Steve and the Captain wouldn’t give you a hint. Damn him and his fucking loyalty. You hated him.

“This is something you have to fix by yourself, (Y/N)”, Natasha said.

“I know but I don’t know how. He doesn’t even let me apologise”, you commented looking at the ceiling.

“Give him time”, Wanda shrugged.

“What if I give him too much time and he actually forgets about me?” You asked out loud for the first time.

“(Y/N), darling… he’s too much into you but…” Natasha shook her head. “I guess only time will tell.”

“You should let her in”, Steve told Bucky when he came into his best friend’s room.

“I did it and she betrayed me in less than 24h”, Bucky replied, not moving from the window.

With a sigh, Steve took a seat on Bucky’s bed looking at the soldier. He knew he had gone literally through hell and (Y/N) had been the only source of light in his life. And now?

“She’s also devastated, man”, Steve commented looking down at his hands.

“She has someone else to go to”, Bucky replied coldly.

“Bucky, she was drunk! Don’t you remember all the stupid things you did back in the 40s when you were intoxicated?” Steve exclaimed.

“I did not betray anyone!” Bucky said loud turning to look at Steve.

“You weren’t together! Well, you aren’t together. She was still free to do whatever she wanted, like I’ve told you a million times”, Steve said seriously. “Yes, she made a mistake, a big one, she shouldn’t have kissed that guy. But are you really going to let her go because of that? She really is trying to make it up to you but you haven’t even let her say sorry”

“I don’t wanna be torn Steve, I’ve gone through so much pain already”, Bucky sighed sitting next to the Captain.

“I know…” Steve said patting his friend’s back. “But she won’t hurt you. Not anymore. You know her, man… Stop with all that proud and just go and get the girl you love”

“I never said anything about love”, Bucky quickly replied.

“You don’t have to, pal”, Steve smirked as he got up. “I’m going to the city with Nat to buy some groceries, think about it. I’m sure you will do the right thing”, he winked before exiting the room.

There was only one thing that could help you to relax and clear your head when it was a complete mess. And that was jogging while listening to music. So you changed into some leggings and a top, put on your sneakers, took your iPod and went outside to run around the HQ.

You knew you had made a mistake when you kissed Michael, but you never thought you had completely fucked up the biggest opportunity to be happy in your life. And not only that, you had hurt the most amazing and loyal guy you knew. You were such a bitch. Of course he wouldn’t forgive you and of course Steve wouldn’t help you. It would be much better if you just gave up and let him live his own life for once and for all.

So when you saw him standing next to the door of the HQ you took it as your cue to go back inside and allow him enjoy the exterior world. You unplugged your headphones from your ears and turned off the iPod as you walked to the door, always looking down.

“Can we talk?”

You stopped when you heard his voice asking such thing. Was he really finally giving you the chance to say how sorry you were? Was this really happening to you?

“Yes…sure”, you mumbled.

Instead of walking in, Bucky walked to the gardens so you followed him tucking the iPod in your leggings somehow. You didn’t know if you were supposed to say anything or if he wanted to do all the talking so you just walked by his side fiddling with your fingers nervously.

After a few moments you were far enough from the complex to have some privacy so he stopped and turned to look at you. The moment his eyes locked with yours, you felt intimidated by all of him: his height, his blue eyes, his seriousness, his attractive…all of him.

“You know I’m mad, and disappointed and I feel betrayed”, he started saying which made you look down ashamed. “But I also know you’ve been trying to talk to me so… talk”

You looked up, words suddenly stuck on your throat. You had been looking forward apologising to him for the last two days and when you finally got the chance…you were speechless. But when he cleared his throat you shook your head and took a deep breath.

“I really am sorry, Bucky. I know… I know I shouldn’t have kissed Michael. It was a huge mistake and I didn’t mean to hurt you. That’s the last thing I want, I swear”, you said.

“Why you did it?” He asked crossing his arms in front of his chest.

“I was drunk and I got carried out in the moment”, you tried to explain. “I don’t know…music, alcohol, dancing…it was just crazy but the moment I kissed him I knew I was making a huge mistake”, you said.

“So…it wasn’t planned…” Bucky mumbled.

“Planned? I was forced to talk to him by my friend Leslie”, you sighed. “Honestly, I didn’t even feel like going to the party. I just wanted to be bowling with you and Steve”, you admitted.

“Really?” He asked.

“Yes…  But I had promised a thousand times I would go to that party so I had to”, you explained. “I am sorry, Bucks, I really am”, you said gathering all the courage you could and taking a step closer to him. “I like you. So so much. Damn, I like you so much I think I’m falling for you. Hard. And I’m not afraid because I know, somehow, you will be there to catch me”, you said.

He looked down at you seriously but eventually he relaxed and sighed, uncrossing his arms and placing a hand on your cheek, rubbing it with his thumb.

“Do you promise me there is nothing between you and the guy from the party?” He asked.

“I swear. There’s absolutely nothing”, you replied immediately. “Can you forgive me?” You whispered biting your lip.

He smiled a little and rubbed his thumb over your lip, sending shivers down your back as he took a step closer to you.

“I think there’s something I can do about it”, he smiled down at you, making you smile as well.

Biting your lip again, you placed a hand on his chest as he placed both of his hands on your hips. Before you even realised it, you two were kissing, slowly at first but more and more passionate every second.

“If I ever see that Michael…I will kill him”, Bucky mumbled against your lips.

“There’s no need, soldier. I’m only yours”, you mumbled back, pressing your lips together once again as he pressed you against himself even more.

Send me a "Fuck you!" for my muse's response to yours cussing them out.


1) “Yeah, well, fuck you too!”
2) “When and where?”
3) “…Am I supposed to care right now?”
4) “How drunk are you?”
5) “The feelings are mutual.”
6) “I thought you loved me. What happened?”
7) “Damn, you have a pottymouth. I didn’t know any little brat would know all of that.”
8) “Haters gonna hate.”
9) “Look, I’m sorry about last night…”
10) “Please forgive me!”
11) “Yeah, and the baby is yours!”
12) “That… that actually hurt. A lot.”
13) “What’d I do to deserve this from you? We were so strong together…”
14) “That’s a funny joke.”
15. “Yeah, well, I didn’t know we were here to talk about you. Everything that just came out of your mouth sums up how I feel about you.”

u can hate me for this but i would genuinely give anything to have a canon jelena inspired plot w uglie, very public break ups, so so so many tears, hook ups on the low, seeiNG OTHER PEOPLE and jealousy, the damn IMMATURITY, possible cheating rumors/actual cheating, the on and off for years, trying to figure out how the fuck they’re going to make it work. give me so much heartbreak it makes me actually wna shed tears PLEASE.

Help You Forget

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Character: Jin x Reader

Word Count: 2,257

A/N: Hello! So quick announcement, Seokjin is a bias wrecker. That is all, thank you. ♥ Hope you guys enjoy! 

- Admin Snow

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Was this the fourth or fifth? Just one more, I swear.

Seven…I think.

Placing the empty glass down with a clink, I held my spinning head in my hand, letting out a deep breath. This was a stupid idea. The bartender behind the bar made his way back over to me, almost as if the sound of the empty cup was an automatic sign that his presence was needed. He nodded his head towards the crystal as he wiped down an extra glass in his hand, he put that down and began reaching for the bottle of hard liquor to his right. I raised my free hand to grasp it around the wet glass and twirled the ice inside. Shrugging my shoulders, I nodded to him. Why the fuck not?

I watched as he reached for my glass, anticipating the burning sensation that came with downing the dark liquid and the soft warmth that took over after.

“Just make it a glass of water. She’s had enough.” Surprised at hearing the familiar voice, I looked to my left where I had thought the voice had come from. Sure enough, there he stood, frown adorning his usual smiling face. Here we go.

“Hey Jin! What brings you here?” I tried my hardest to no let on exactly how drunk I was as I watched him take the empty bar stool beside me. Ignoring my question, he seized the glass of water from the bartender, nodding to him in thanks and handing over a couple of bills in the process. Before I could protest he pressed the glass into my hand and urged me to drink. I looked into it, a little disappointed, and looked back at him. He returned the look with a firm glare.

Rolling my eyes, I complied, taking in the cool liquid in large gulps. It was only after I finished the water and started feeling a little less light-headed did we actually start talking.

I stared into my now empty cup as I directed the question that had been on my mind since he first sat down, “How did you know I was here?” I watched as he took a swig of his own glass of water. He set it down and stood silent for a couple of seconds before he gave a soft sigh and answered.

“Hoseok said he saw you walk out of the dorm without telling anyone you were leaving. I was worried so I searched around your usual places until I found you.” He gave a soft chuckle, the sound humorless and dry. “Imagine my surprise when I find your car parked outside a bar.” The way he said the last word, with so much disgust, made me cringe. It made me feel almost guilty in a way, like I had disappointed him. “This isn’t like you. Did it really hurt you that much seeing him with her?” I opened my mouth to retort, but shut it immediately after. The sole reason I was sitting here in this dark lonely bar slowly coming back to me, the emotions I had tried drowning under all the alcohol began to resurface.

“I thought drinking would help me forget.” I mumbled at the melting ice cubes. “It’s what Yoongi did whenever he found out he was being cheated on all those months ago, so I decided to give it a try.”

“Y/N…” I slammed the cup down, so hard I was surprised it hadn’t shattered on impact. His pity-filled tone angering me. I didn’t need this from him.

“Yes Jin, I know! Jimin isn’t my boyfriend and he never will be because he is her’s.” I turned to him in my seat, finally looking at him. “But that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt.” It was funny how Jimin could have such a tight grasp around my heart and not even know it. I loved him, or I’d like to think that I did. His smile, his laugh, everything about him made my heart malfunction in the most addictive of ways. For as long as I can remember he is the only one who could make me feel this way, all these emotions. If only he felt the same way about me, but that’s why he had her. They were so perfect together. It made me sick.

“I know it’s not easy, but that doesn’t mean you should be doing this to yourself. You’re better than this.” Jin reached his hand over and took one of mine in his grasp, holding it tightly. He brushed his thumb across my knuckles, providing a sort of comfort. My hazy mind almost let me give in to his gentle touch, almost let me give in and just spill out all my emotions to him as I turned into a puddle of my own tears, but even after all those glasses of whiskey I still had a bit more control over myself than that.

“I don’t care.” Jerking my hand away, I got up and began my trek towards the exit. I probably would have made it without stumbling if it weren’t for the fact that I had that last drink.

Seokjin was by my side in less than a second to catch me before I kissed the bar floor. Straightening back up, I was face to face with his broad chest. I looked up at him and was met with his deep russet orbs, they looked so warm under the dim lighting of the bar. Without thinking, I began to lean forward to get a better look. Where those flecks of gold? The sensation of his hand sliding around my waist broke me out of my thoughts, and caused me to flinch away suddenly. Jin gave me a weird look, silently asking whether I was okay.

“Come on, you need some fresh air.” I nodded subconsciously and focused my vision forward and away from Jin.

I swear this alcohol is getting to me.

The park was empty during this time of night. The lamp posts did a good job of providing just enough light to see the concrete path, giving everything around us a yellow hue. The only sounds around us were the soft chirping of the crickets and the thud of our own footsteps. We had been walking in silence the whole time, arms brushing against each other every other step. My hazy mind finally clearing up, although the buzz from the alcohol wasn’t completely gone. I was just happy I could walk in a straight line again.

“So do you want to talk about it?” Jin offered softly. I could feel his gaze on me, but I didn’t turn to look at him. Instead, I looked towards the star-ridden sky and focused on that.

“What is there to talk about? I like Jimin, he doesn’t like me, end of story.” I turned my gaze down to the pavement below us, hoping my icy tone was enough to get him to change the subject. Jin was my bestfriend, he knew how I felt about Jimin. Whenever I needed someone to talk to or just someone to be there he was the first one beside me.

“I know you’re keeping emotions bottled up. You don’t have to hide them away.” I rolled my eyes. This was the same conversation we’d always have when it came to something Jimin related.

“I’m not hiding anything.”

“Yes, you are. I know what it feels like to be in your position, and I-”

“You don’t know anything!” At this point I was livid. I turned around to make contact with my hands to his chest and forcefully push him away. He fumbled back a few steps before regaining his footing. He took on a look of complete bewilderment as he watched me stomp right back up to him, balling my hands into fists to hit his chest. “Don’t pretend to know how I feel! You’ve never been through anything close to this, all this pain and feeling of never being enough for someone you’d give your all to.” He hadn’t flinched once while I had hit him, my punches too weak to actually do any kind of damage. I took in a breath to continue my rant only for it to come out shaky and broken. Stopping for a second I realized I was crying, tears streaming hot down my cheeks. Damn it.

“I hate it. I hate it so much.” My words came out soft, almost inaudible. Giving up, I grabbed onto his white hoodie and rested my forehead against his chest. The droplets of tears catching into the fabric. “I hate that he doesn’t love me. I hate that I still love him. I hate feeling like this.”

“Y/N.” I felt Jin stroke my hair, tangling his fingers into the strands. His other hand rested softly on my waist.

“I’ll never be enough. Not for him. Not for anyone.” I shut my eyes hard, all the tears falling. I let myself drown in them and immersed myself in my own self-pity. So pathetic.

Seokjin’s hand on my waist tightened a fraction, but I paid no mind to it and continued to bury my face into his hoodie. I heard a quick exasperated sigh before a quiet mumbling of ‘fuck it’. I turned up to ask him what he had meant by it only to be met with his lips crashing onto mine.

To say I was surprised was an understatement. I was completely and utterly dumbfounded. Frozen in place by his actions, all I could do was stare at his tightly closed eyes. The soft kiss was nothing but a touch of lips that had ended as soon as it had started. He pulled back with a jerk, almost as if he just realized what he had done. The tips of his ears began catching a soft pink color, exposing just how embarrassed he was.

“I-I’m sorry! I d-don’t know what came over me!” He tried to explain hurriedly, a look of complete horrified panic washed over him. He took a step back, creating as much space between us as he could in that one step.

“Jin…I-” All I could do was stare at him. I was speechless. What was I even supposed to say? My bestfriend just kissed me!

It was as if he shocked himself out of that state of embarrassment because in a split second he recomposed himself and stood before me in all his usual self-confidence. He worried his bottom lip between his teeth, contemplating something. His stare bore into mine for a few seconds before he finally spoke.

“I love you.”

It felt as if he had punched all the air out of my lungs with those three words.

“I know you love Jimin, and because of that I’ve never told you how I felt.” He took small slow steps towards me until he was standing in front of me, hands reaching for my own pair and enclosing them in his much larger ones. “I hate seeing you suffer over him. I would hold you whenever you cried over him, I would give you advice on how to approach him because all I wanted was for you to be happy. But at the end of the day all I could think about was how much I wish it was me you would gush over. I want to be the one to make your heart beat uncontrollably and make your cheeks blush. I want you to look at me, not him…just me.” He looked down at the concrete, his fringe hiding his eyes from me.

“I want to be selfish for once.” He timidly drug his gaze up until he met my eyes. “I want to help you forget Jimin, and show you just how much I really do love you.”

I tried to contemplate my words carefully before I decided to actually reply, but nothing came to mind. A large part of me wanted to get over Jimin, wanted to move on and find happiness with someone else, it’s not like I hadn’t thought about it before. This emotional battle I’ve been fighting has gone on too long, but it will never be that easy. Emotions like these are never easy to forget and just set aside.

Jin noticed my silence and gave my hands a tight squeeze.

“I’m not asking you to be my girlfriend. I just want a shot at being able to show you that he isn’t the only one out there. I want to help you find love in someone else that will truly cherish you and give you their everything, because you deserve that and so much more.” Letting go of one of my hands, he reached up and caught all the stray tears still lingering along my cheeks with the pad of his thumb. “I want to be that someone. So please, just let me help you forget.” I had never thought about Jin in that way, always seeing him as my bestfriend. Nothing more, nothing less. But as I watch him express himself, all these emotions he’s held back just for me, I see just how passionate he truly is about this. How he truly cares about me.

I smile softly at him, reaching my free hand up to grasp his where it is cupping my cheek gently. He returned the smile, eyes brightening far more than I’ve ever seen them before.

Forgetting someone might not be easy, but it might not be impossible either.