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Sangwoo’s Feelings for Yoonbum

This is an analysis of Sangwoo’s feelings and thoughts throughout the chapters and how he developed feelings for Bum. This is basically Sangwoo’s POV of the story. It might answer some of the questions I’ve been seeing around about ‘Why did Sangwoo do this or that?’ and etc.

0. Emptiness

I think it’s very obvious that Sangwoo used to be really really lonely before Bum showed up. As a child he was abused and I think he was very attached to his mother so he lost the only person in his life that he truly loved. Imagine how frustrating it is to always pretend to be someone else. Be happy, smile, laugh, joke and hang out with people you don’t even like. You think they’re flawed, shallow, stupid, ungrateful and have ugly personalities (Sangwoo’s words) but this is the only way he can be with people. He has to wear a mask 24/7 that hides his true personality and I don’t care if he’s horrible, he’s still human. He doesn’t whine about it but he’s been subconsciously suffering. He has so many ‘friends’ and yet he’s completely lonely because nobody accepts him for what he really is. He literally does not have anyone.

Now before you blame his behavior and tendencies, I want to point out that I think Sangwoo has Antisocial Personality Disorder (ASPD), shows signs of BPD and also he’s a victim of abuse so with those in mind, let’s start:

1. ‘A perverted stalker?’

A guy broke into Sangwoo’s house and when he got caught, he confessed to him, telling him that he’s been in love with him. Sangwoo smiles because ‘people are full of shit’ and say anything to save themselves. Let’s trust his words here and say he didn’t kill Bum because he hadn’t kill a man in 3 years but I also think at that moment he feels like he should keep Bum around. Maybe out of curiosity? He’s not sure why yet. He just knows Bum is a different case. To do that, he breaks Bum’s legs to make sure he won’t leave.

2. ‘Can I be attracted to a man?’

He doesn’t know what to do with this guy. Bum is not loud or annoying, he doesn’t disobey him and is powerless. Sangwoo started to rationalize things for himself and figure out if he can be attracted to Bum, a man, in any way, basically he started exploring,

But still, he doesn’t trust this ‘perverted stalker’ so he is thinking, ‘I’ll provoke him and I’ll have a reason to end his life.’ BUT to his surprise, his plan backfires. Bum likes the abuse (or at least pretends to). Despite mocking Yoonbum, Sangwoo is surprised! He loves what he’s seeing. I believe he never got a reaction like that from anyone before when abusing them. And so he takes another step forward and kisses him, still experimenting.

He likes the kiss. He decides to keep Bum for now. He keeps him in the basement for a week. He hurts Bum by cutting him (punishing him) but still Yoonbum doesn’t push him away. Sangwoo realizes Yoonbum really is not a threat and is powerless which is why he took him upstairs and when Yoonbum begged him not to take him to the basement again, despite rejecting him, he considered it.

3. ‘You will hate me!’ First Test

Sangwoo believed Yoonbum will eventually want to leave him. Because I think he is aware of his own wrong actions to some point at least. Why would anyone want to stay with him after everything that happened, right? But the big improvement was that he wasn’t planning to kill him anymore. Why? I believe this is where the feelings started to develop. When he sees his mother (the only person he loved), in Yoonbum. Although he can separate these two people very well in reality.

Yoonbum said ‘I love you!’ AGAIN even after everything and Sangwoo is once again surprised! He slowly starts to trust this person’s feelings. He even gives him a knife but… not because he trusts Bum. That’s a test. I’m not sure if this translation is right but I believe that’s what he means by ‘I have something I want to confirm too’. He’s testing Yoonbum’s loyalty. He wants to know if Bum really means it when he says he loves him.

After that the real abuse starts and I believe he’s copying his father’s behavior while Yoonbum is ‘the mom’. He makes him do house chores, beats him up, etc… Meanwhile he enjoys abusing him and is waiting for an excuse to hurt him badly because he’s not emotionally attached to him yet. He doesn’t care. But Yoonbum is always obedient and finally… Sangwoo lets Yoonbum sit at the table with him because he wonders why Yoonbum is so nice to him, always smiling and listening to him and even made him a really nice dinner. He suspects him and it happens to be the same night Yoonbum uses the rat poison. For whatever reason, the poison doesn’t work on Sangwoo and Yoonbum passes the first test!

4. ‘He really loves me?’

When Yoonbum got sick, is where we can see Sangwoo’s emotions to some point. Sangwoo picked him up and took him to the basement but he looked at Bum and actually felt sorry for him (or maybe he just couldn’t see him as a threat. Either way) He went back up and laid him down on his own mattress. He took care of him and told him to rest. You can see him sitting beside him and staring at him in silence and I love this panel so much because you can see Sangwoo caring. can’t help but feel like he’s worrying for his sick bunny xD His emotions aren’t strong but he doesn’t want to lose Bum.

I think the question Yoonbum asked (whether he really meant it or not) made Sangwoo happy a bit. Chapter 5 is where he finally feels attached to Yoonbum and shows him affection. They started exchanging stories. Sangwoo was actually interested to know about his story, although he was a bit disappointed, saying that it’s ‘boring’ and that he hates weak people like Yoonbum who self pity. “Stop going on about how lonely you are. I hate that shit.” Why? Because Sangwoo is not the type that stay sad and depressed over their misfortunes. He’s the type that wants to get stronger to beat whatever and whoever is in his way. But in a way he thinks Yoonbum is like him. He started comparing himself with Yoonbum which is a big improvement. He told him how Yoonbum made things easier for him. “Why? How? I looked for a reason. And then I saw you.” He told Bum he was glad they were together and Yoonbum’s love made him feel stronger which I believe means Yoonbum’s love and obedience gives him confidence. And by kissing Bum’s wrist he implied that the love can be mutual.
Although he still doesn’t fully trust him (which is probably why he also refused the bj) but he was letting himself believe that Bum’s love for him was real. He’s happy to see someone is still in love with him even after everything that happened and after he saw Sangwoo’s true personality. He has someone now that knows his darkest secrets and still wants him for what he really is.

5. ‘Almost there…’ Second Test

Everything seems to be going well after that. Sangwoo was kind and affectionate towards Yoonbum. He took care of him and joked around. Although I’d like to think he was being too nice on purpose and not really himself and that’s because the second test was coming. He wanted Bum to feel he’d lowered his guards. He reminded Bum not to cross the line then left the house and Bum fails the second test.

6. ‘Don’t be pathetic.’ First Lesson

Even though he was hoping Yoonbum won’t come out, he expected it (considering he had the basement ready for him). He does not trust Bum at all and I think he was trying to kill Bum until he saw him calling his name even in his last moments so that changed his mind. It’s as if you want to let go of someone you like but they keep coming back to you so you can’t make the right decision. He wants Yoonbum. He wants someone to love him and he knows he probably won’t ever find anyone like that again. He was disappointed in Yoonbum SO he decided to make him better! Stronger! Like himself. So after punishing him, first he decided to show him how pathetic he is. He found a guy for Bum to kill (’for practice’), meanwhile insulting both of them to show Bum how 'bad’ it is to be weak.

Sangwoo still cares about him and makes sure Yoonbum knows that. The sick little mind games he played, were only because he enjoys seeing Bum relying on him and trusting him blindly. As I said before, it gives him confidence and makes him feel stronger.

This first murder happened. It was supposedly to make Bum stronger, show him how it feels to kill and… the most important part, help Yoonbum understand Sangwoo and be closer to him (spiritually!?) so they can be together.

7. ‘He left me too! I won’t forgive him!’ The Breakdown

Fear of abandonment. I already wrote a long post and talked about Sangwoo’s fear of abandonment here. The panic that happens after he thinks he’s been abandoned and the roller coaster of emotions. Rage, Fear, Worry, Sadness. He feels betrayed. He goes mad … and I have one thing to add to it all. I think that might’ve been how he felt when his mother ‘left him’ AKA died considering the flashbacks. (I’m not sure if this person is his mother though. She might have been a replacement?) I don’t know if Sangwoo killed her or something else happened but we can be sure that he loves and wants Yoonbum equally.

When he finds Yoonbum… he realizes how valuable he is to him and so he finally decides, “Let’s stay together… forever…”

8. ‘See how disgusting people are’

I’m going to skip a bit to where Sangwoo introduces Yoonbum to his ‘friends’. I think this is all to let Yoonbum get bullied, emotionally hurt, to build up some anger in him and provoke him. To remind him this is how people will treat you if you let them. Sangwoo already knows Yoonbum has been bullied and hurt a lot in his life because in a way he can relate to him. They are the same people. They were both hurt and abused and they have the right to punish these disgusting people. And this is all for Yoonbum and for the both of them. Sangwoo is pulling him up to his level or at least close so that they can be together. Jieun was a gift to Yoonbum and Sangwoo was happy to see Yoonbum accepted that gift.

I tried to keep this as short as possible. I think I understand Sangwoo well and I believe this is also the reason why he kills… but still these are only my thoughts and how I see everything. So they might not be 100% true. Koogi might have more surprises for her readers. But still, I love this character a lot and I can’t wait to see and know more about him and his past. Also I kind of fast forwarded the last chapter because there are so many posts about it already.

@taylor-tut tHIS IS SO LATE I’M SO SORRY MY FAB FRIENDO! But! It has finally arrived!! I’m sorry if it’s a bit crappy, I like haven’t slept in three days haha

anyhoo, onto the story:

Lance woke up with a sneeze.

He blinked his eyes open, immediately groaning at the light that pierced through his eyeballs and into his temples. He brought an arm up to shield his face, shivering slightly. Taking a deep breath, Lance conducted a mental survey of his condition, assessing his apparently numerous ailments that seem to have manifested overnight.

Congested sinuses that dissolved into a throbbing headache that pulsed outward with each movement? Check. 

Raw, sandpaper throat, and lungs that rattled with every inhale? Check.

The strange sensation of being completely, bone-numbingly cold despite the warmth and clamminess of his limbs? Checkerooni.

Conclusion: Today is gonna suck.

If Lance were to be perfectly honest with himself, he would concede that he had been feeling off these last couple days. Nevertheless, the team needed his 100% right now, and any wooziness he may have felt had to be put on the backburner. With several months having passed without any sign of Shiro, tensions within the castle were palpable.  Keith and Pidge seemed inches away from snapping at any given moment, Allura’s training schedule seemed to have been kicked up the several notches from “very harsh” to “dear god I can taste my own pulse”, and even Hunk and Coran seemed somewhat subdued. It was the least Lance could do to try and keep up, and make sure the other’s stayed optimistic. He was the joker, the sharpshooter - it was his role, no matter how taxing it could be on his own body.

Lance steeled himself, counting down from five, before swinging out of his bed, pausing to lean against the wall as a wave of dizziness washed over him. Once the tilt-a-whirl he usually called a bedroom settled to a soft swaying, Lance began to make his way down to the dining hall.

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I just started crying again reading Jen’s departure interview. I can’t even explain how much respect and admiration I have for her. I’m so not ready to say goodbye to Emma Swan and I’m devastated her story is coming to a close, but this quote really stood out to me..

“I have no regrets. I really have no regrets. I have put one million percent of myself into this woman for the last six years, I have lived and breathed her, cared about her, worried about her, studied every script inside and out, tried to find every possibility, every option, everything I could possibly do, worked so closely with Eddy and Adam with every detail of her. I’ve poured my genuine honest heart into her, so I have no regrets.“ [x]

No one loves and cares about Emma Swan more than Jen does..  so if she says she’s happy with the way Emma’s story ends, I know I’ll be happy with it too. If she says she feels great about it, I feel great about it too. When it comes to Emma and her story, I trust Jen completely. I’ve said it a million times today and I’m sure I’ll say it a million times more, but I’m so thankful for Jennifer Morrison and everything she’s given to Emma Swan.. she wouldn’t be my favourite character without her. 

Yoosung meets a woman that has an uncanny resemblance to Rika at his college and becomes infatuated with her and begins neglecting MC

@rfascenariios hahahahaha, so I sometimes accidentally open blogs and then end up scrolling through and I found this, even though I have a mountain of other head canons to work on, but I just love this so much, so here you go.

  • It started with a picture that Yoosung posted on the messenger
  • “I found Rika! Or, at least a woman that looks just like her! She’s in one of my classes and her name is Yumi!”
  • He wasn’t wrong. She did look just like Rika.
  • Yoosung talks about her constantly, getting to know her at school
  • Now, he and MC have been dating for about a year and a half now, and she gets kind of worried about the fervor in which he is treating Yumi
  • Yoosung gets invited out to a mixer with his friends, so MC is invited along and Yumi is there
  • MC gets to talk to Yumi and she’s nice enough, but admits that she has her sights set on Yoosung
  • When MC tells Yumi that she and Yoosung are already dating, Yumi says, “Really? Because he treats me more like his girlfriend that he does you.”
  • After the mixer, MC asks Yoosung if he loves her, and he says yes, of course, but she’s still really nervous about the whole thing and not sure if she believes him
  • And his talk of Yumi continues to escalate, because she started asking questions about Rika and emulating her
  • Eventually, MC tries to express her hurt to Yoosung about the whole thing via messenger, but he doesn’t understand why she’s all bent out of shape
  • Zen and Seven get in on this as well, basically trying to explain what’s going on in MC’s head, but Yoosung refuses to listen
  • It’s not until Yoosung skips a date with MC to hang out with Yumi that things get ugly
  • She’s hurt, but she doesn’t let it affect her too much, hoping he still loves her
  • Zen even yells at Yoosung for doing that
  • The next day, MC shows up at his school to drop off his lunch, which she always brings for him on Tuesday’s, but Yumi sees her first, says that he’s busy studying and, without being a student, you can’t get into the library, so she’ll take the lunch to him
  • As soon as she has the lunch in her hands, she tells MC, “Yoosung and I went out on a date, by the way. You should probably stop bringing him food. He’s moved on.”
  • MC walks away in tears
  • She goes onto the messenger and says that she needs to break up with Yoosung, as much as it breaks her heart, because he doesn’t love her anymore
  • All he loves is a memory of Rika and the woman that looks just like her
  • He doesn’t see it until after his class with Yumi, and he ends up frozen for a few minutes just staring at the message… until Yumi reads it over his shoulder and offers her condolences
  • Yoosung, having been snapped out of it, says he needs to go find MC and talk to her, he doesn’t want to break up, he doesn’t understand why she would do this
  • However, she’s busy drinking with Zen and Jaehee, her phone is turned off, and Yoosung doesn’t know where she is
  • That night, MC stumbles back home, still super drunk, and realizes that she accidentally went to Yoosung’s apartment
  • Now MC is about to turn away when she checks the messenger and sees that he wants to talk about this, so she decides that now is as good as ever…
  • She gets her phone out to start recording because she knows she won’t remember in the morning
  • ….only to walk up the stairs to his apartment to find that Yoosung’s kissing Yumi
  • MC drops her purse out of shock, and when he hears the sound, he freaks, and tries to push Yumi away (what he was trying to do all along)
  • MC doesn’t hear him calling after her and just half stumbles, half runs away
  • She posts a picture on the messenger of Yoosung and Yumi kissing
  • “I thought he wanted to talk to convince me not to leave him. Guess I was wrong. I was wrong about everything.”
  • Zen tries to jump to his defense, saying that Yoosung looks uncomfortable, like he doesn’t want it, but MC just says, “I need to go drown my sorrows in ice cream and romance movies. I’ll check the messenger once a day from now on. Don’t worry about me.”
  • She does as promised, sits at home, crying, eating ice cream, and watching anything with a romance premise
  • Her coworkers worry about her when she’s at work because her eyes all puffy and red, but she just explains that she had a really bad break up
  • One coworker offers to beat him up for her once they hear the details, but she declines
  • She tries to get Jumin’s advice on killing her emotions so she can stop hurting
  • Yoosung finally manages to ambush her a few days after she saw him kissing Yumi at her apartment before she leaves to go to the grocery store
  • He explains that Yumi was there trying to help him (or so she claimed), then suddenly grabbed him and kissed him. She then tried to convince him that MC didn’t love him and only Yumi could
  • But Yoosung knows better, he feels like a jerk, and realizes that Yumi is nothing like the Rika he knew (which wasn’t necessarily the real Rika, but he doesn’t know that)
  • He begs MC to take him back
  • MC states that they’ll start with the dinner she’s about to make, and they can go from there
  • They go grocery shopping, then cook and eat together
  • He ends up kissing her goodbye at the end of the night
  • And twenty minutes after leaving, he comes back and, just-
  • This impulsive, loving yandere child just drops down on one knee with a ring in his hand
  • A few weeks later, Yumi has made no further progress with Yoosung and is getting frustrated, and when MC shows up on campus again to give Yoosung his lunch, Yumi goes to confront her…. then sees the ring on her finger
  • Before Yumi can approach to ask what’s going on, Yoosung is there, kissing MC, giddy as ever to see her
  • Yumi is forced to walk away and save herself the embarassment
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Bad Habits || Jaebum

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Reader (you) x Jaebum ft got7 members

Word Count: 2509

Warnings: SMUT !

note: rip this is super late. the chapter was originally 6000 words long but i cut it down to 2500 and i’m pretty proud of myself for that lmao. editing was a pain but here you go! happy reading everyone and take care! -admin

Everything stopped for a second. It was like pressing pause on a movie and everything just went silent. There was no reaction after seeing Jaebum get shot down. For some odd reason, I felt like crying after hearing the gunshot. My heart dropped and as soon as I saw Jaebum fall to his knees. However, my instinct knew Jaebum wouldn’t be defeated that easily by just an injury. Just like he read my mind, Jaebum opened the door of the car and climbed in while grabbing the side of his waist. Without a word, Jinyoung stepped on the gas petal and began to drive away. 

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We Fight, We Breakup, We Fuck, We Makeup- Derek Luh Smut

Request: Could I request an imagine with Derek where we’ve been together for 2 years and we get into a huge fight but we make up with something a bit smutty

Warnings: Cursing and I’ve never written smut before so this might be crappy 🙈😩

I was sitting at home scrolling through Instagram and checking out my Twitter mentions while watching Catfish simultaneously. I put my phone down for a couple seconds to channel surf when I hear a car pull into the driveway.

Derek’s home from the studio. Finally. Lately Derek has been going to the studio and coming back late, but I’ve always fallen asleep before he gets back. I hope there’s nothing I should be worried about.

My thoughts are soon stopped in place when I hear the keys jingle in the door it opens ever so slightly. He walks in and a gust of wind blows through the house. I’m suddenly slapped in the face by a strong scent of alcohol mixed with… weed.

Is he serious right now? We’ve talked about this shit, over and over and he thinks he can get away with it?! No. Not today. Before he sees me, I turn around and walk towards the staircase and sit on the fourth step, my feet resting on the third. Phone in hand, and ready to yell.

He closes the door behind him and stops in his tracks when he sees me sitting on the steps. “Hey baby. How are you,” Derek smiles. I look at him up and down and notice that his eyes are bloodshot red. He’s high right now.

When he notices that I don’t reply, he asks, “What’s wrong, baby?” Still ignoring his questions, I finally speak up. “Did you have fun at the ‘studio’, Derek?,” I ask putting air quotes around studio. “Um, yeah. I got a lot done today,“he lied straight through his teeth. His perfect white teeth that seemed to blind people whenever he smiled. Fuck, Y/N focus.

“Oh really, like what?,” I challenged. I wanted to catch him in his dirty ass lie. “Um, I published a song, wrote some more lyrics, and here I am.”

“Really, Derek? Because you were gone since 8 tonight and currently it’s 2 in the morning. You’re trying to tell me that it took you 6 hours to write a couple songs and publish one? Do you think I’m stupid Derek?,” I ranted standing up on the stairs from getting angry.

“Okay, I’m gonna need you to chill because you’re raising your voice.” Was I raising my voice? I didn’t even notice.

I stepped down that stairs and made my way over to Derek, bringing his clothes towards my nose. Just to show him that I knew he was lying. I look up at him and I see he has a worried expression on his face.

“Huh, smells a little familiar don’t you think? The perfect mix of alcohol and oh what’s that? Weed?,” I say with anger and irritation laced in my voice. “So Derek, is the studio your final answer because I caught you in a damn lie and right now I’m very aggravated.”

He stays silent.“That’s what I thought. You know what Derek, I am so fucking tired of you always lying to me! I’m over it,” I say raising my voice. Yeah, I noticed this time.

“Woah, what do you mean always lying to you? When have I ever lied to you, Y/N?,” Derek asked raising his voice to same level as I did.

“Hmm,” I pretended to think. “How about the fact that you told me you were going to the studio when in reality you went to the club, you promised you’d stop smoking but look at where we are right now and let’s not forget - -.” He cut me off,“OK hold up, who said I smoked weed. You’re always assuming shit, and it’s getting on my fucking nerves,” he yelled at the top of his weed filled lungs. He can’t fool me.

“Oh, I’m assuming shit? Derek, your eyes are bloodshot red, you smell like fucking weed. I’m so done with your shit,” I say walking up the stairs. I get into our shared bedroom, grab my Adidas duffel bag and start stuffing my shit in there.

I jump up in fear when I feel snake their way around my waist. As soon as my brain proceses that it’s Derek, I immediately shake him off of me considering I was still pissed at him. “C'mon babe it was one blunt,” Derek whined. “So you did lie, you’re a fucking, ugh,” I grunted being too angry to finish my sentence.

“Come on, Y/N, we’ve been together for 2 fucking years and you want to leave just because I smoked a blunt tonight,” Derek protested. “It’s not even that Derek,” I say turning around. “It’s the fact that you promised me you’d stop smoking and you went behind my back and still did it. You probably even smoked this whole week, but got away with it because I fell asleep before you got back. So you know what, yes I am leaving,” I say ever so calmly and turning back around to finish packing my stuff.

I’m almost done packing when I am pulled from behind and spun around. I feel pain in my back when I am slammed against the wall with two hands on each side of my body.

I am confused as to what’s going on when I hear Derek whisper,“ I guess now I have to fuck you to remind you how good I am when I’m high.” I almost moan at his words. He moves his lips down to my neck and starts kissing it roughly. I can tell there going to be hickies there in the morning.

Derek continues his actions until I moan. He whispers in my ear again,“Bounce.” I jump up and wrap my legs around Derek’s waist.

Let’s just say we had a lot of fun that night. Maybe I’ll let Derek keep smoking weed.

A/N: Thanks you guys so much for reading. This was requested by the lovely lady: almoststupendousparadise. I love you guys and I’ll talk to y'all soon ✌️🤘👋

Stan Twins Headcanon

Okay, so I’ve been talking about this with @artsymeeshee and sharing our love of platonic bonding between Stan and Ford, and I loved this headcanon so much that I just had to share it one here for everyone to see!

Headcanon that Ford has nightmares not just about the portal or Bill, but also about Stan.

Headcanon that Ford would wake up after each one, sometimes in his bed and sometimes on his desk with a piece of paper stuck to his cheek, and he wouldn’t be able to go back to sleep until he sees Stan safe and sound in bed.

Headcanon that Ford doesn’t tell Stan what these nightmares are about, thinking that he was just being paranoid and overprotective. But no matter how many times he tries to convince himself it’s nothing, years of paranoia don’t go away that instantly.

Headcanon that Stan would notice how distracted Ford is the morning after one of these nightmares, and he seems to brush off Stan’s concerns quite quickly. Too quickly…But, he doesn’t press Ford for answers, and it doesn’t really affect their life or their relationship. After all, it’s not the first time they had nightmares they didn’t want to share just yet.

Headcanon that one day while they’re in port, Stan offers to pick up some supplies on his own. Ford, busy examining some ink from the Kraken they caught the other day, says “Yeah, okay.”, not entirely paying attention and seeing Stan out on his own as no big deal. They could both sometimes use some time by themselves, and they respect that.

Headcanon that after an hour has passed, Ford thinks Stan is taking a while to come back, but thinks nothing off it, and continues writing down the discoveries of the Kraken ink in his journal.

Headcanon that after two hours, Ford had long finished his research, and Stan still wasn’t back yet. It doesn’t take this long to get supplies, does it?

Headcanon that Ford gets more and more nervous with every passing minute. He paces the cabin, trying to not think about all the scenarios his brain is coming up with. What if someone from Stan’s time on the streets recognised him? What if someone picked a fight with Stan? What if he’s in danger right now? What if he had a memory lapse and he wasn’t there to ground him? All the memories of his nightmares come back to him all at once, and his paranoia is own worst enemy once again. He’s half tempted to “drop” something overboard just so he can have an excuse to leave the boat and look for him.

Headcanon that Ford tells himself to stop worrying. Of course Stan is fine. He’s a grown man, and he can take care of himself; you’re just being too protective and paranoid.

Headcanon that right when Ford is about to cave into his instincts and look for Stan, he hears footsteps on the deck and a voice. Stan’s voice. He finally enters the cabin with supplies in hand, saying “Ford, I’m back! Sorry I took so long. Fishing season is kicking in and everywhere is packed! And er…I may have taken some bait from another sucker’s basket. Which reminds me, I’m out of smoke bombs.”

Headcanon that Ford is barely even paying attention to the things that Stan is saying. He’s too busy thinking It’s Stan he’s here he’s himself he’s safe he’s safe thank goodness he’s safe he didn’t get hurt. He lets the relief overtake him, and without a second thought, he darts over to Stan and bundles him up in a huge hug.

Headcanon that Stan is startled at Ford’s behaviour. Was he really gone that long? But, he returns Ford’s hug and says “Good to see you too, Sixer.”

Headcanon that while embracing Stan, all those nightmares and fears and paranoid thoughts come crashing down onto him because this moment has proven to him that yes, Stan is here, Stan is safe and they are still together on the Stan O’War II. And upon hearing that childhood nickname, Ford is completely overcome and ends up breaking down in Stan’s arms. He finally confesses to Stan about the nightmares he’s had about Stan, about how he could be taken away and he could get hurt without Ford being there to protect him and he couldn’t lose him, not again, and every time Stan is out of his sight, he’s so scared that it’ll be the last time he sees him.

Headcanon that Stan, alarmed, immediately tries to comfort him, because it absolutely kills him to see his brave and strong big brother so terrified. Stan confides that he feels that way about Ford, too. That sometimes, he thinks he’ll wake up and realise that all this has been a dream, and Ford is still trapped in another dimension or they’re still fighting or still saving the world from Weirdmageddon. But, just seeing Ford every day helps remind him that this is real, and this is them living out their dream. He pulls Ford away, grabs him by the shoulders, looks him right in his eyes, and says “You’re not going to lose me, Ford. Not if I can help it. And if something does happen, well… You know I’ve got your back, and I know you’ve got mine. There’s nothing that can stop the Pines Twins. Wherever we go…”

“We go together.” Ford finishes, finally reassured.

Headcanon that Ford still has his protective moments, and so does Stan, but they both know that this is real.

But that doesn’t stop Ford from getting them both cell phones the next time they’re in port.

Aaaaaaand…that’s the end of that! Wow, that was a long one! But I just love moments like these between Stan and Ford so much! Who’s with me?!

travelingintheimpalaandthetardis  asked:

I have a question, do you still like supernatural?? Someone said something about Castiel's death and you said you were laughing about it?? You also don't draw spn stuff anymore. Do you still like the show?? P.S. I love you and are art💗💞

Hi! I stopped watching spn back when uhh metatron was the problem? yeah somewhere there i think

Every now and then I go watch the seasons finale with no context whatsoever just for good laugh to see which plot solution was reused lmao because after 12 season (and its about to be 13? what) I can’t take this show seriously anymore, it’s become comedy gold

Is there anyone who is worried about castiel not coming back? Is there literally anyone who after 12 seasons of spin-the-wheel-death-lottery worries about main cast dying and not coming back? For gods sake, the biggest shocker of 12th season was that both brothers are still alive by the end of it

What is more funny: Sam taking out 101 security guys in bulletproof vests with one hand-gun shot to the chest, writers slamming the breaks on dean/cas interaction because destiel got outta control or Satan who after 10 seasons makes a big comeback a suddenly becomes the threat™? Choose your fighter lmao

Call me strider cuz I like this show in the most ironic way possible

One day wasted

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Namjoon X reader

Fandom: BTS

Request:  Can you make a fluff with namjoon where it’s a rainy day and the reader/nam just want to skip school and hang?

Originally posted by joonjuly

On a particularly dark day you found yourself walking along the same way to school as you always did. Today just seemed different in a way. It was quiet, there wasn’t anyone else in front or behind you, and the sound of the cars passing by sounded peaceful for once.  It made you think of your best friend for some reason. He was always a sucker for inspiration or calm stuff like this. Lately, you knew he was stressing out about his dream and what his family would think. Maybe if you just showed him how much you supported him he’d be able to get himself out there? That was a nice thought but you knew how important his family was to him. Namjoon always seemed to have something on his plate on way or the other.

As soon as you got inside you made a bee line to find him trying to pull his textbooks out of his locker. You sneakily came up from behind him and grabbed his shoulders.

“Good morning~”

Namjoon jumped but when he realized it was just you, you felt him exhale in annoyance.

“Don’t do that Y/N.”

“What, did I scare you?” You teased.

He turned to you, holding his newly retreated books.

“No, It’s just really early and I pulled an all-nighter.”

You crossed your arms over your chest.

“I know what will make you feel better. The two of us are going on a trip today!”

“…A trip?”

You pointed out at the window nearby, excitedly.

“It’s really pretty outside and I think we should take a break from school. Think of it like a day off. Now I know you never miss class but I seriously think this will hel-“

“Let’s do it.”

Your eyes widened in shock but soon your face was replaced with a more thrilled expression.

“You mean it?’

Namjoon stuck his books back into the locker as he grabbed his backpack out, smiling.

“How can I say no when you seem to into it? Plus I guess I could use a break. One day from not doing my work won’t kill my grades. I’ll just ask Tae and Hoseok to fill me in on what I’ll miss.”

Interlocking your arm with his you smiled.

“Good. Then follow me.”

You were surprised he didn’t counter argue your idea to ditch school but you really weren’t going to question him further in case he changed his mind. He was your best friend but sometimes it was hard to hang around him when he was always cramming. Which was odd in itself when he didn’t even have a goal he was working towards. He was just a hard worker and he always has been.

Tugging his arm along you stopped at the park across from your school. Due to the rain it was pretty much emptied out but it just added to the pretty scenery. Namjoon held the umbrella up for the both of you but he was surprised when you stepped out from under it, smiling at him.

“Hey we can’t go back to school if you get soaked like that!”

“Oh come on. Loose up, would you?”

You walked back over to him, placing your hand on top of his as he still held the handle. Instead of looking down at your hand he kept his eye contact in front of him, looking at you. You slowly pushed down the umbrella, letting him get wet from the rain as well. 

“See? It’s not so bad.” You told him.

“Yeah. You were right.”

Suddenly you see him stepping closer to you, moving his hand up to your cheek when he completely dropped the umbrella. You felt your heart pounding in your chest not expecting things to turn out like this. You were already blushing like crazy and you ran off into the rain, pretending to mess around.

“Come on! We’re not there yet!” You yelled as you kept running ahead of him. 

Namjoon picked up his things, following after you. When he finally caught up he found you sitting under a bus stop trying to ring out the bottom of your shirt. As he sits down next to you, you lean on his shoulder. 

“You know. It’s hard not to see how stressed you are all the time, Joonie. Maybe you should just take a break from writing?”

“I can’t Y/N…I gonna make the perfect song. That way a company can pick me up and I don’t have to worry about this school thing anymore. I can’t let my parents down…”

“You wouldn’t be. I promise you, not matter what you chose to do they will be proud of you. You’re the best son they could probably ask for. You’re thoughtful, you’re hard working, you’re sweet, and I guess you’re pretty cute.”

Namjoon rolled his eyes. 

“What parents wanna hear their kid say they wanna have a career in rapping?”

You shrugged. “I don’t think it’s about that. I think if you’re doing something you really love that they will come around.”

“Yeah. Thanks….”

You shifted in your seat, trying to lighten the mood. 

“Would it help you if I said I’ll always support you? I’ll be your #1 fan and everything but you better give me good seats to your concerts.”

Namjoon laughed. “Of course. Also, Y/N? Why did you really wanna come out here? We could have gone anywhere else since we’re already skipping school.”

“I thought it would help with your song writing. The smell of the rain, the pretty lake in the park, the letting go every once and a while, and just sitting here to watch it all.”

He grew silent, reaching into his backpack to pull out a notebook. He flipped to a page that was already filled with lyrics. 

“I did start this one but I wasn’t sure how to end it.”

“Well, what do you think will help for inspiration?” You asked, curiously.

“It’s kind of a love based one. I thought I should write one of as many topics as I could but this one has me stumped.”

You fiddled with your fingers in your lap, nervous to act on his request. A sheer bit of courage comes through your body as you turn his head towards you but the shyness doesn’t leave as you already feel yourself blushing again. You lean up and kiss him for the first time, continuing what he started earlier. His lips felt better than you could have imagined and boy, had you imagined what that would be like for a while. Finally the romantic tension between the both of you was being resolved as you were able to show him just how much you wanted to be there for him. 

Namjoon pulled away quietly, trying to hold back his own shy laughter by biting his bottom lip.

“Did that help at all?” You chirped up.

“Yeah, I think it did. We should skip on rainy days more often.” He said with a smile. 

He always did have the cutest smile.

sunshine and whiskey// old man logan

Originally posted by neqns

^^ That scene was my all time favorite scene in any of the movies. That was what sold me - Logan letting his guard down around Laura. It’s so sweet. 

Requested by Anon:  Hello! I love the Logan work you have so far. Whenever, you can would you mind doing an insert where the reader (human) convinces Logan to enjoy one normal day while they are at the Munson’s. Something sweet with Laura included.

As soon as I got this request, this idea immediately stuck in my head and I haven’t stopped thinking about it since. I hope you enjoy! Requests still open!

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Daryl Dixon x Reader - Until death do us apart(Request)

anon: Could you write one we’re Reader saves Glenn in the line up but was dating Daryl…
and how she saves Glenn is by Negan making her one of his wives.
And Negan inviting the group to the wedding because he wants them to see you suffer but instead when the reader
is getting ready Darryl walks in with a ring and ask her to marry him before Negan does??? Hope that made sense.

Hope you like it ♥

WARNINGS: Little bit of angst but a lot of Daryl fluff.

P.s: The line-up is the same as the comic, so Negan choose only Glenn.



How the hell we got into this situation?

“Catch a tiger by the toe”

This morning everything was normal and now one of us will die.

“If he hollers, let him go”

One of us will die and he’s taking his decision with this stupid chilren counting rhyme.

“My mother said to take the best one”

My view is clouded by my tears.

I was crying…crying because I’m scared, I don’t want to die.

I feel someone taking my hand…it was Daryl.

Me and Daryl fought earlier because he wanted to find Dwight and get his revenge.

I was so angry, I said a lot of horrible things to him but I didn’t mean anything that came out from my mouth.

The first time I saw him again after our fight it was when Saviours took us.

He got shot and he was so pale.

I couldn’t help my loud sobs, I couldn’t lose him.

“And you are it”

With wide eyes I notice that Negan has Lucille pointed at Glenn.

Beside me, I can hear Maggie’s loud cries.

Glenn is gonna be a father….his son or daughter will grow up without a father…I can’t let Negan takes Glenn away from his baby.

“Maggie…I’ll find you” he mormured toward his wife.

He already accepted his fate.

Negan lift Lucille up in the air, a grin is plastered on his bearded face.

That’s enough.

“Stop, oh god pleae stop!” I cry out loud.

Negan stop right before Lucille could collide with Glenn’s skull.

I’m not looking at him, my stare is turned on the ground, my vision is clouded from my tears.

I can hear Negan walking towards me while Daryl get stiff.

Suddenly I feel Negan’s gloved hands grasping my arm and lifting me up.

“Look at this, an hot girl like you shouldn’t ruin her pretty face with some tears”.

He starts to wip away my tears from my cheeks, he’s so close to me I can feel his hot breath on my face.

“Don’t fucking touch her!” Daryl yelled but he’s quickly shutting up by a Saviour hitting him on his back with the back of the rifle.

“No! stop!”

I turn around ready to rush on Daryl’s side but a muscular arm pull me against an equally muscular chest.

“Oh that’s fuckin’ hilarious! A redneck with this hot piece of ass?”

“Don’t talk about her like that!”.

Seeing Daryl trying to fight back even thought his wound, makes more tears falling down my eyes.

“Please makes all of this stop”.

Negan forcefully spin me around so I can face him.

“Now now sweetheart, your group needs to learn a lesson here, and Lucille has already choose so…”

“Take me”.

The words leave my mouth without me thinking in what kind of situation I was getting myself into.

Negan bring his hand on his left ear, leaning down toward me:
“Sorry sweetheart, I didn’t fucking get it”.

“Take me! he…he’s going to be a father, his son and his wife need him…I offer myself as a replacement”.

“No! (Y/n) don’t do it!”.

I can tell by the sound of his  pleadings that Daryl is crying by now.

I notice Negan staring at me with a serious look on his face.

“You got some beach ball-size lady-nuts on you” he grinned at me.

He take a step back and start to walk back and fort:
“So you want to sacrifice yourself and save the asian guy huh? It’s just, I don’t fuckin’ like killing hot women like you….however…”

He get close to me and bring his right hand on my cheek:
“I’d like to have a new hot wife like you”.

I’m taken aback by his proposal.

“A wife?”

“Hell fuckin’ yeah! You’ll live in the luxury of my home, doing absolutely nothing but keep me some company” he winked at me.

I almost throw up at the thought.

“If I became your wife…you’ll let my family go, right?”
“Of fuckin’ course babydoll”.

I turn around looking at the group that has become my family.

Everybody was pleasing me to not accept.

The one who distraught me the most was Daryl.

Tears streamed down his face while he was shaking his head no.

He doesn’t want me to go but I can’t risk everybody’s lives.

I mouth an “I love you” to him before I turn again to Negan:
“You have a deal”.

“Hot diggity dog, I got myself a new smoking hot wife, you’re all fuckin’ welcome to come at our wedding”. Negan says, laughing.

He takes me by my arm and start to walk toward his van.

“(Y/n) no! Don’t go!”.

I turn my head a little, noticing Daryl trying to reach me, however, three Saviours were struggling to keep him in place.

“I’m sorry Daryl” I whisper to myself.

The journey toward the Sanctuary was pure hell, listening to Negan babbling about how lucky I am and things like that.

I couldn’t help but think about Daryl, he was the one I was supposed to marry and the fact that I couldn’t see him anymore just makes the situation worse.

The only thing that  helps me through this ordeal is the fact that Maggie and Glenn can grow their baby together.

Negan never stop talking until I finally reach my new room.

“Rest a little baby, tomorrow is our wedding day!” he grins at me while he lean down aiming at my lips.

I take a step back, staring at him with anger.

“Oh you’re a feisty one, I fuckin’ like it” he licks his lower lip before turning around and exit the room.

Finally alone, I let myself falling on the king-size bed.

Too tired to doing anything I fall asleep immediately.

The next morning I wake up to the sound of someone knocking at my door.

Wipping away the sleep from my eyes with the back of my hand, I get up and walk toward the door.

Opening my door I find myself in front of the man himself.

“Good morning babygirl, i brought you something”.

He enters the room and lay on the bed what will be my wedding dress.

Looking at it makes a knot forming into my stomach.

I’m suppose to marry my one and only love…funny I have to marry some brute to keep the love of my life safe.

“What the fuck sweetheart? You have the most sad expession I ever see! Fucking cheer up! You’re gonna live like a fuckin’ queen!”. Negan raised his voice enthusiastically.

I didn’t answer, I just take the dress and walk toward the bathroom door.

“Right, I let you gettin’ ready…wife”.

With that said he walk out of the room, leaving me alone once again.

After what seemed an eternity, I find myself in front a full-lenght mirror, admiring me.

My hair are up into a simple bun, and the only make-up I’m wearing is a red lipstick on my lips.

The dress was beautiful, with a wide skirt and strapless top, however, the more I look at it, more tears stream down my eyes.

I keep thinking about Daryl…I really need him.

A sob escape my lips and I collapse on the floor, crying loudly.

I don’t want all of this, I don’t want stay here, I wanna go home! I wanna see Daryl again!.

Suddenly the bedroom’s door slam open and immediately close again.


I lift my head toward that familiar voice.

I can’t believe at what I’m seeing.

I cover my mouth with my hands.

“Daryl?! Oh my God!” I quickly get up from the floor and run towards him, wrapping my arms around his neck.

He didn’t waste time, once I’m finally into his arms he start to kiss me everywhere starting from my forehead, to my cheeks and finally my lips.

“I’m here sunshine” he murmured, keeping me against his body.

Finally we can share a sweet loving kiss that lasted for so long.

“I’m…sorry…I love…you” I try to say between the fast and sweet pecks Daryl was giving me.

When he stops he looks at me up and down:
“You’re so beautiful…you look like a princess”.

We stare at each other smiling before we finally realize where we are.

“Sunshine, I’d like to stay here and kissing you, but we have to go before they notice us, there’s a bike parked outside, we’ll escape with that”

Daryl turn around but I stop him, taking his hand gently.
“Daryl wait! If I escape, the deal between me and Negan…”
“Don’t worry about it, we talked about that, we’ll hide until we can fight him back”.

Nodding I walk toward the bed to retrive m clothes.
“There’s no time for that sunshine” Daryl stopped me and take his knife from his boots.

With a clear-cut, he open the skirt in a way that both my legs are exposed.

Noticing my laced garter he lets out a growl.

“I swear I’d fuck you right here right now If I could” he say.

Taking my hand into his we exit the room and start running, crossing the hallway and  toward the bike…our freedom ticket.

I don’t know what will happen.

I don’t know if we’ll win or lose, but staying this close to Daryl on this bike, makes me understand that fighting for our family, for our future and for our freedom is worth it.

And that’s what I’ll do, I’ll fight side by side with Daryl until death do us apart.










Puppy Love

I wrote this last night at 2 AM haha
I go back to school on Monday so I’m trying to get as much content out now as I can
Hope you guys like this one! xx

Title: Puppy Love
Pairing: Barry Allen x reader
Summary: You get a puppy, but Barry is a little bit wary of your furry friend
Word Count: 1,596
Warnings: Food mention

Your name: submit What is this?

             "I want a dog,“ you announce to Barry one morning during breakfast.

           Barry nearly chokes, spitting out his coffee. "You what?” he asks, still coughing.

           You giggle at Barry’s reaction, handing him a napkin to clean up the drops of coffee on him. He gladly accepts, an embarrassed flush on his face. You didn’t expect to surprise him so much with the prospect of a dog.

           "I want a dog,“ you repeat firmly. "I think that would be a good step in our relationship.”

           "Y/N, are you sure?“ he asks you, setting down the coffee-stained napkins. "I mean, a dog is a big deal.”

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Not ready.

♡ ♡ ♡ 

From the moment she entered high school all everyone ever talked about was sex. Riley could clearly remember the first time she ever heard it be so casually discussed. She was sitting in the girl’s locker room, lacing up her gym shoes when two other 9th graders walk in. They were not so subtly discussing what they did over the weekend and the smaller of the two, a red head she recognized from her English class, was ecstatic that she had finally “lost hers.”

Once the two girls are out of sight she looks over to Maya and raises her eyebrows, “what did she lose?”

“I’m guessing her virginity.” Maya answers with a nonchalant shrug.

Nothing else was said about it. No further explanations or clarifications. Still, Riley had a hard time believing girls in her grade were already having sex. She was still getting over the fact that her boobs had come in and suddenly she was thrown into this new world where her classmates were having sex and drinking alcohol and she couldn’t help but wonder if her own circle of friends were worrying about the same things too. Better yet, if they were engaging in those activities and just keeping her out of the loop.

That night she couldn’t stop thinking about the overheard conversation from the locker room. So while her mother was stirring the pot of whatever stu she was making, Riley got up the courage to finally ask the question that had been burning a hole in her mind.

“Mom?” She hesitates, staring down at her homework. “Can I ask you something…personal?”

“Sure honey.” Topanga replies, not really giving it much thought. “Feel free to ask me anything you want.”

There’s a bit of silence between them until Riley decides its best to just get it over with. Rip it off like a band aid. “When did you lose your virginity?”

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So, I had planned to write Captain Charming post that  ep… but instead it’s mostly Killian/Snow  interaction.  I don’t even know.

              He’s pacing outside the loft when Snow opens the door.

              It startles him for a moment, seeing her rather than Dave.  He knows the two have been trading out, of course, but he’s spent so much time with her husband, that seeing Snow leaves him unsure for a moment.

              He hadn’t known what he would say to Dave, those bloody pages burning a hole in his pocket, so now that he’s faced with the man’s wife instead, he’s left utterly speechless.

              Snow looks at him for a long moment with those eyes so like Emma’s.  Her purse is draped over her arm, but after a moment of looking at him, she sets it aside and opens her door wider.

              “Come in, Killian.”

              “I…” Killian scratches his ear, not knowing what to do.  “You were leaving.  I don’t wish to keep you.”

              “It’s not important. Come in, Killian.”

              He obeys the order the second time it’s given, and perches on a chair at the counter, watching Snow as she moves around the kitchen. It takes her just minutes to put together some tea, and then she joins him at the counter, placing large mugs in front of them both.

              “You’re troubled,” Snow remarks, and it surprises Killian somewhat.  Dave doesn’t tend to notice when he’s troubled so quickly, and Emma would immediately ask what was wrong.  But Snow just watches him and waits

              Killian thinks to out wait her, burying his attention in his mug. But her gaze is a heavy weight  on the top of his head as he stares into his mug, and finally, to turn her attention elsewhere, he pulls out the page and tosses them in front of her.


              “If you’re worried about making Emma think poorly of her friend, then you shouldn’t. It’s not like you ran off to this-”

              “The man in the pages is David’s father.” Killian stares into the tea, even as he cuts Snow off, unable to bear the thought of her trying to make him feel better.  And the words don’t stop at that.  “I killed him.”

              Silence again, and he can feel her gaze on him once more.  Killian can’t look up.  Not when he knows that he’ll see disappointment – or worse, hatred – in those eyes so similar to the woman he loves.  

              “Does David know?”

              It’s the tone that makes Killian’s head jerk up. Because there isn’t anger there, but rather compassion.  It’s a testament, to how very kind Snow is, that her expression is that of empathy.

              “We thought it was George.  It would have been George… but I was there.  I should have let him go free, but it would be an irritant, to have a king after me.  So I murdered him, and never thought of him again except…”

              He looks at those damning pages, and recalls his own childhood, and that feeling of abandonment – the one that ruins a boy and leaves him ruined into manhood – and it makes him feel ill, to know that it’s his fault that Dave knows that bitter experience as well.

              “I didn’t know.  Not until the puppet brought me those pages last night.”

              He’d gone through the motions with Emma, and his loving may have been a bit fiercer, because he’d known it might be the last time. He should have told her… but another part of him needed to tell Dave first. And yet another part had needed one last taste of her, before he very likely lost her forever.

              Emma Swan wasn’t the type to welcome the murderer of her own family into his bed.

              He had left that morning before Emma awoke, and wandered the streets  until the  clock hit an acceptable time and he’d found himself outside the loft..

              “And now you’re here,” Snow remarks.  “To tell him.”

              He can’t say anything, just nods miserably.  Snow joins him, and runs a hand over his hair.  It’s such a motherly gesture, and Killian has few memories of his mother, so he has to close his eyes lest he embarrass them both with his tears.

              “You’re a good man, Killian Jones.” He shudders, and his breath is a sob at Snow’s words.  She hugs him, and he can’t help but hug her back.  “You may not have always been, but you are now. David knows that.  Tell him, and then give him time.”

              “Why are you being so kind to me?” he asks her, as she walks away.  She keeps her back to him as she cleans her mug, and Killian is thankful, as it gives him a moment to  wipe away the tears that want to fall. “Dave… this tore him up. And it’s because of me.”

              “You’re tearing  yourself up enough for  us both. And maybe  I understand  you a little more than you think.  Despite my name, I’m not entirely without darkness,  Killian.”

              He thinks that her darkness is nothing to his,  but then  again, who is he to belittle the pain others carry?


              “Will forgive you, because she knows you’ve changed. So will David. You’re here, Killian. You’re telling the truth. That… it counts for a lot.”

              Killian swallows and gives the smallest of nods, though he doesn’t quite believe her.  Snow’s expression  says she knows his thoughts, but rather than say anything more, she wipes her hands and heads for the steps.

              “I’ll wake David for you… Killian?  Just tell him the truth.  The way you told it to me.  Whatever happens, I believe it will work out in the end.”

              Killian says nothing and for a moment he considers fleeing.  But then a heavier tread comes down the steps, and now it’s Dave.

              Killian swallows, and lets him read the pages, and decides to do exactly as Snow had suggested.

              And perhaps, someday, he’ll regain all he’s sure he’ll lose.

Waiting, Hoping With Each Breath

Summary: After Dan’s girlfriend breaks up with him, Phil finds his best friend suddenly a lot closer than he’s ever remembered them being before. For some reason, he doesn’t mind it much at all. In fact, Phil quite enjoys the late night cuddles and the way Dan clings to him whenever they watch television. He probably enjoys it a little bit too much.
Word Count: 9155
Warnings: sadness, a breakup, coma inducing fluff
A/N: Merry Christmas everyone! Hope you enjoyed two fics in two days cuz I know I did! This fic was written because us admins at the @phanfictioncatalogue decided to do a secret santa. So, surprise @vanillasolitude ! I’m your secret santa :D I hope you love this fic as much as I did because I’m quite proud of it. (Also sorry if there are errors, i didnt get a beta for this whoops). Special thanks to Julie for literally giving me the entire plot for this fic and also to Eliza for allowing me to gush about it for hours xD I really hope everybody enjoys it and have a wonderful day c:
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Read it on AO3!


It started off when Dan was sad.

Phil was lying in bed watching a dumb kids cartoon that he’d gotten weirdly into. It was called Gravity Falls and Phil had been watching for three hours straight to the point where he felt as though his eyeballs were going to fall right out of their sockets. The entire room was dim, lit only by his bedside lamp and the light glow from his laptop. His glasses were perched on his nose and the duvet was pulled all the way up to his chin.

It was comfortable like that. Warm, safe, a little haven in which Phil created. He hadn’t intended for that quiet sanctuary to burst and was surprised when Dan was quite suddenly knocking on the door. He didn’t wait for Phil to give the okay before he was coming in, the door squeaking as he pushed it open.

Phil glanced up from his show, blinking a few times before pausing it. “Are you alright?” Phil asked slowly.

His eyes flickered over Dan’s features, the tear tracks on his cheeks. The way his entire face was pale and he had dark bags under his eyes. He knew that Dan wasn’t alright and they both knew that he knew.

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Can't Be In Love

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Reader (Y/N Y/L/N)

Pairing: MOC!Dean x Reader (sort of)

Word Count: 1.6k-ish

Summary: Reader is in love with Dean and wants to let him know, but he can’t accept it.

Warnings: Angst, a particle of fluff but mostly Angst. Sorry, kiddos. *runs and hides*

Author’s Note: Heyy guys! This is my entry for @iwriteaboutdean‘s 90′s Baby Challenge. My song was “Truly, Madly, Deeply” by Savage Garden. Thank you, sweetheart for giving me an extension. You’re so damn patient with me. I hope you all like it. *hides face* Feedback is greatly appreciated!!!

Can’t Be In Love

It’s so heartbreaking to see the one person you care so much about, hate everything they are. Their mere existence plagues them, almost wishing they could meet their untimely death just to cease to exist.

It’s the burning hatred for one’s self that quenches everything you held so dearly to. It devours it and leaves nothing but a dark void inside you. There’s nothing left. Only loneliness and destruction.

That’s what Dean presented to me every time I tried to get close to him. It never failed. Right at the moment when I saw a crack in that wall he loved to put up whenever things got too intimate, he would either pull away or just walk off, cutting the moment short.

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Hello, guys! How are you doing?

I have good news that I got admitted to my ideal college~ So happy because I can finally stop worrying about whether I would have to prepare for another test.~~HELLLLLLLL YEAHHHHHHHH~~

Also, the third episode will be released next Saturday if there is no accident.XD

Sister Talk

I am now writing a fanfic about these two idiots….the beginning of an obsession.  HELP!!

Basically a karamel one-shot even though it’s mostly Alex and Kara.  ENJOY!

(Tagging a few karamel lovelies: @karamelicious @heart-knows-no-shame @super-karamel @captainkaramel @daenerysjon )


“Thanks for coming over,” Kara said as she placed a hot cup of coffee in front of her sister. “Especially on a Sunday morning…I hope Maggie wasn’t too annoyed that I’m stealing you away.”

Alex quickly waved it off as she took her first sip.  “Mmm…no, she’s fine…sleeping in this morning…we have plans to meet up for lunch later.”  Alex took another sip as she studied her sister, who was humming while she doctored her own coffee.  “Sooo…is the reason I’m over here have anything to do with the fact that you haven’t stopped smiling since I’ve walked through the door?”

Kara immediately pressed her lips together as she stirred her coffee.  “Pppfftt…whhaat?  I haven’t been….””  Another smile crept through but she tried to hide it by taking another sip, but as soon as she swallowed another smile bloomed on her face.  “Okay, well…”  She cleared her throat as she pushed her glasses.  “Perhaps a little the reason…okay, the main reason…yes, I’m….” She broke off into a fit of giggles.  “I’m sorry…I’m just…”

“Happy,” Alex finished for her as she smiled herself.  “You look happy.”  She then narrowed her eyes, studying her flushed cheeks and toothy grin as she did a cute little swaying dance where she stood.  “Oh….I know that look…did you?”

Kara pressed her lips together tightly, nodding her head erratically as she let out a little squeak.

“With Mon El?!”

She repeated the excited gesture…lips pressed, giddy nodding, tiny squeak.

“Of course with Mon El, why would I even ask that, you two have been playing the cat and mouse game for months, oh my god….”  She set her mug down and covered her hands with hers.  “Okay tell me everything, don’t leave anything out…go.”

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Not All Wounds Heal (Part 6/?) (Avengers x reader)

Part 5

“You can’t heal everything, (Y/N),” Steve eventually spoke again, “not all wounds heal.  I’m sure that Tony would agree if he knew you were offering this.”

“Dammit, Steve, why can’t you just say what you want to say? What’s holding you back?  Tell Sam to mind his own business and grow a pair, already.”

“Wow, I’ve forgotten how blunt you can be.  But, okay, fine,” he finally relented quietly, “will you help Buck, (Y/N)?  It would mean…it would mean everything to me if you would try.”

“Yes, Steve, I’ll try. Thank you for deciding that you can trust me.”

“Okay…great,” he sighed, and the relief in his voice didn’t escape you at all; you had been right and he wanted to ask, but now that the words were out and you had agreed, he had no idea why he thought it would be so difficult.  “I’ll make arrangements to bring you here-“

But I have one condition.”


“When I’m done, and when I’ve healed his mind, you all come home.”

“(Y/N), it’s not that simple-“

“But it can be,” you argued.  “You’re all just making it too difficult.  You’re all letting your pride and hurt feelings get in the way.  It’s time to grow up and fix this.  Agree, Steve, or I stay here, and your best friend gets frostbite.”

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Places Between Folds | Draco Malfoy [Part 1]

Hello guys, this is the first part of a story I’m writing. Hope you like it.

Character: Draco Malfoy

Word count: 1,275

Warning: None

*Gifs not mine, credit to whoever made it*

Originally posted by owlswithfins

We were running through the corridors, trying not to be seen, being already late to Transfiguration class, again. When we were at the door, the class has already started, but we couldn’t go in together or all our efforts into trying to keep our relationship a secret would’ve been for nothing.

“You go in first, we don’t want your friends to rise any suspiciousness” He emphasized the word friends and gave me a cheeky grin. I rolled my eyes and smiled at him, giving him one last peck on the cheek before we go back to strangers.

I slowly opened the door and all eyes were on me, including professors McGonagall’s. I quietly walked to my place and sat down next to my best friend Harry.

“Thank you very much for showing up Mrs (L/N). I can see my class isn’t very much to your liking since you’ve been late two times in a row.” McGonagall stared at me with an arched eyebrow, clearly angry and upset with me. I silently apologized and she went to continue with the class without giving me a second look. I could feel Harry’s eyes looking at me, but I didn’t turn his way. The door opened again and Draco Malfoy walked in.

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