i could not choose between these two scenes... it was too hard!!

Mutually Assured Dating

‘You were singing really loudly in the shower when I broke into your apartment but then i heard you slip and crash and oh god i should probably check on you in case i get done for murder instead of just robbery’ AU


It took all of fourteen seconds for Derek to realize he was in the wrong apartment.

First, he noticed the very large and scuffed up sneakers and boots ditched haphazardly kind of near the door but half into the living room. Cora was meticulous about her shoes and kept them neatly arranged in a shoe rack right next to the door. The only time they touched the floor was when her feet were in them.

Second, the stuff. There was so much stuff everywhere; clothes thrown over the back of the couch, dishes across the coffee table and all over the kitchen counters, books on every surface, a gaming console dragging wires across the floor and surrounded by games, in cases and out of them. Cora was an unintentional minimalist, in that she threw out anything she didn’t need and lacked a single sentimental bone in her body. Derek and Laura regularly made trips to wherever she lived to save family keepsakes and memories from her ruthless cleaning sprees.

Then he noticed the manly warble coming from somewhere deeper in the apartment, and Cora’s favorite topic of rant floated lazily to the forefront of his mind.

—but my neighbor, oh my god this guy! I’m going to kill him if I ever see him in the hall! His bathroom shares a wall with my bedroom and he sings in the shower, every shower, at all hours. Literally all hours, like 4am, and he only sings Christmas carols at 4am. I’ve had Jingle Bells stuck in my head for a week! 

Shoes, stuff, singing.

This was not Cora’s apartment.

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Voltron fic recs, the fourth wall

PART ONE - PART TWO - PART THREE

So it’s been about six months since I’ve done a fic rec list. I’ve been asked a number of times to do this and I’ve read a lot of fic in that time so uh, I guess some of these are like my greatest hits of the last half year? 

Some are very popular and some are less well-known but no less deserving of praise, so go give them all some love!

As with any rec list, please pay attention to the tags and warnings

Trouble’s Making Everything Alright - 78k (WIP); klance; Keith and Lance crash-land on a lawless, low-tech planet and become rough and tumble mercenaries, donning leather coats and gun holsters, righting wrongs (while committing a few heists of their own) and fighting to get back to their team.

you never stood a chance - 12k; klance; Lance accidentally sends Keith a gym selfie snapchat with the caption “BET YOU WANNA LICK THESE NIPS” and promptly freaks out. Turns out to be one of the best mistakes he’s ever made.

King and Reaper - 35k; klance; The story of the destruction of Earth and its aftermath, feat. questionable science in regards to weapons of mass destruction, gratuitous Star Wars references, theoretical chess games with the emperor of most of the known universe, explosions, the greatest bromance of all time, the worst romance of all time and many more things besides.

nothing’s quite as sweet - 50k; klance; Keith is a barista who hates his job. Lance works at the cat shelter across the street. When Keith finds abandoned kittens behind the store and in a panic goes to Lance for help, he kicks off a chain of events that includes kitten cuddles, coffee experimentation and a whole heap of fluff.

Foreign Scenes - 110k; klance; Lance is travelling across Europe and keeps bumping into Keith sneaking past “no trespassing” signs in an attempt to get better photograps. Basically an AU in which Lance and Keith become impromptu travel buddies and get into trouble.

You and I Collide - 55k (WIP); klance; Lance likes to sing in the shower. Keith lives in the apartment next door and the walls are not very thick. And you can bet when Lance wakes him up at 7:30 in the morning, Keith has something to say about it.

Pulsar - 31k (WIP); klance; A story about college, coming to terms with your past, being scared of your future, and running into crazy things like love somewhere in-between.

Ignorance is Bliss - 161k (WIP but almost done); klance; As it turns out, learning that your house is haunted makes the ghosts a lot more aggressive. Who knew? Ah, well. At least one of them is hot. And he’s the less-evil one, too, so that’s always a plus.

the potential of you and me - 15k; klance; The summer after freshman year of college, Lance drags Keith back to their hometown to hang out. But the two of them rarely spend time together without Hunk and Pidge around, because things had a way of getting out of hand real quick. This summer is… no different.

Deepest Shade - 40k (WIP); klance; Lance, idle middle son of the Álvarez family – shippers and traders, backbone of the galaxy, the epitome of self-made wealth – is drifting. Keith Kogane has been a thorn in Lance’s side since the day he was adopted by the powerful rival clan, but he can’t deny that Keith is incredibly attractive. A chance encounter at an Altean dinner party makes him realize the attraction might be mutual.

trottingalongthelines  asked:

In YOI episode 3 when Yurio is about to start his program and Yuuko is freaking out over his costume, why is Victor shown as if he's in deep thought? Or just why was the clip shown in the first place? I feel like they wouldn't have put it there just because, but I cant figure out what it's significants is..Do you know why?

I love episode 3.

It’s one of my favorites. There are so many interesting character moments to analyze, and this is one of them. 

There are several potential interpretations you could apply to this scene.

Yuri is scowling as he’s warming up to perform “Agape” - which is not Agape-like behavior. Victor could be thinking “Well, I guess he hasn’t tapped into the concept of Agape after all…” 

If you notice earlier in the episode, we see Victor looking at Yuri much the same way - particularly right before he sends him off to the waterfall. Victor is not seeing what he wants in Yuri’s demeanor.

You could also speculate that Victor might see a younger version of himself in Yuri, who is standing there in Victor’s costume from his junior years.

But here’s another theory…

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I’m Void, Baby - Dylan O’Brien

Author: @mf-despair-queen

Characters: Dylan O’Brien/Reader

Word Count: 12,592

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Masturbation, Oral (male receiving), dirty talk, spanking, bits of drinking, sexy Void Dylan

Notes: I’m not allowed to say “Can you imagine” especially to @minhosmeanhoe​ because then we just talk about sexy things like this. You guys can thank her for giving me this idea and cranking through bits of the story for it.

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The Friendly Wager (Part 1)

Summary: AU. Reader and Bucky Barnes are neighbors and best friends. After yet another bad date, reader comes home to find Bucky with his typical weekend target. They decide to make a wager about dating, but is there more on the line than reader cares to admit?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 2,528

Warnings: language, fluff, sarcasm, bad date, implied sexual situations (no smut)

A/N: This is my submission for the lovely Kait’s ( @bionic-buckyb) 5k AU Challenge. Congrats on the followers, friend! My prompt was “Can you please come over so I don’t feel so alone?” I think this will have at least seven parts, so Kait, please feel free to disregard it till it’s completed :)

Part 1 - 2

Originally posted by talkinboutmyimagination

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Sugar Daddy!Hoseok - BTS Imagine

Originally posted by ultranicolet

requested. im sweAting. also this is a tad shorter than usual but :/ its hoseok… anything hoseok is great.

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up in the air - part 5

BASED OFF/TAKES INSPO FROM JENNIFER E SMITH’S BOOK.

read part one / part two / part three / part four here!

pairing: tom holland x reader, featuring harrison osterfield

requested?: no

word count: 2049

summary: tom’s travelling back home to london with harrison, and he just so happens to be on the same flight as you. sometimes, you find love when you’re least expecting it.

author’s note: bit of a sad filler chapter but i hope you like it! i think there’ll only be one more part to this story lol but i’ve got tons of requests to work on too! don’t forget to send me your thoughts xox

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you woke up suddenly, without even realising you’d been sleeping again. the airplane cabin was still dark but the edges of the window covers were glowing, laced with daylight. all around you, people were stirring, stretching their arms and yawning wide. flight attendants were moving up and down the aisle with trays of bacon, eggs and juice cups, and two of them carted a steaming barrel of fresh coffee. turning to your side, you found tom.

he was resting his head on your shoulder this time, pinning you in place. you let out a tiny breath, trying to stay perfectly still so he wouldn’t wake but you were too nervous, accidentally shaking and bumping your arm against his leg. tom lurched up as if he’d been shocked.

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Easy Peasy

Brief Summary: Tony Stark catches you watching Magic Mike and decides to give you a little show himself. 

Words:  3,108

Warnings: Smut and Fluff? Kinda if you squint. 

Pairing: Tony Stark X Female!Reader


Originally posted by fuckyeahtonystark

A gasp escaped your lips, your eyes glued to the TV. A blush spreading across your cheeks as you watched the sexy scene play out before you. Of course, you had to be watching Magic Mike. Natasha had told you it was a great movie but shouldn’t watch it around Tony.Tony your boyfriend of nearly two years, who constantly has you involved in things you shouldn’t be involved in. Like the Avengers, and all of SHIELDS business. No secrets right? And through it all the raid on New York, the Winter Soldier mishap, and even Ultron (Who makes a murder bot anyway?) you two have stayed together and stayed happy.

Another hot scene had you fanning yourself as you sat on the couch, in the living room you and Tony shared on his floor. You almost felt like sliding your hand into your (F/C) PJs pants and pleasuring yourself since Tony was still in the lab. But somehow you managed to hold out a little long. The beat of the music coming from the TV and the way the strippers moved their bodies was such a turn on. And you could feel that warm heat pooling between your thighs as you shifted.

Just as you were about to give up and pleasure yourself, your boyfriend walks in the door with a thing of roses. But you can’t pull your eyes away from the TV.Tony, of course, notices this, normally you’d jump up and embrace him. This time you didn’t and he was a bit jealous. He set the roses down and walked over to see what you were watching. As soon as he saw Magic Mike playing he starred at you, shocked. You were never the type of girl to do this or watch such things. That’s what he was for, making his own mini (not- abusive, and kinda sweet) version of fifty shades of gray. Awakening your inner goddess, and well he loved doing it. Without a second thought, he stood in front of the TV, hands firmly placed on his hips.

“What do you think you are doing (Name)?” He huffed, clearly unpleased. Why would you want to watch a bunch of fake strippers instead of being with your boyfriend? Which of course meant hot sex.

“Tony.” You whined, leaning forward to push him out of the way of the TV. You didn’t care what you were doing, the way they moved their hips was mesmerizing. Even the sexiness that was Tony couldn’t compete with this.

He was a little hurt as she pushed him out of the way, did she really want the movie more than him? He was never the jealous type until you came along. He never wanted to share you and now that’s basically what it felt like he was doing. Moving back in front of the TV he glared at her.

“I’m here you know, I took off from the lab early just to see you. I went and got you roses too, to say I’m sorry for all the time in the lab. And now, now you’re choosing some movie over me? Your boyfriend?” His voice was laced with poison and honey. “This fake movie, with fake strippers. That’s not even what real strip clubs look like! Let alone the strippers! How can you even like that?” You glared at him a moment, but you felt a little bad. Tony did get off early for you, and the flowers. Hell, he even stopped watching porn for you, unless it was with you. 

“Tony it’s just a movie. And I just wanna finish it. That’s all.” But it was clear it was much more than that.He rolls his eyes, crossing his arms over his Arc Rector.

“Those dance moves aren’t even hard you know. Even Steve could do them.” You chuckled softly knowing you wouldn’t get to finish it tonight.

“Steve? Well yeah, probably he’s super buff and super flexible. He wouldn’t have trouble doing it.”

“Clint could too.” He huffed before glancing across the room. Clearly, he was jealous, and probably mad at the fact he put Steve striping into your head.

“Of course Clint could. Have you seen the way he trains with Nat? Or his arm strength.” You hum looking over your lover, finally seeing the jealousy in him.

“I could too.” He muttered under his breath, hoping you didn’t hear it. He knew he wasn’t as flexible as Steve or as strong. And Clint was a close second, but they couldn’t be that hard right?

A laugh rolled off your lips at that. “No, Tony, you couldn’t.” You didn’t mean it in a bad way, but you knew his body. He once even pulled a leg muscle from a position you guys were trying. He couldn’t do half, if any, of the dances they do in Magic Mike. Not that it bothered you, he was great at other things.

“I so could,” he glanced at the TV before nodding “Easy Peasy.” You, of course, raised your eyebrow to this. The idea of him moving his hips in such sinful ways just for you.Well, that got you wet, and now he had your full attention. Even though you knew he wouldn’t do it, it was a hot thought. You stood up moving to go turn off the movie before you felt his arms round your waist, stopping you.“I don’t think so (Name)” He growled seductively, pressing his hips against you roughly. He was easily semi hard and very protective at the moment.You let out a small groan, feeling his body against yours. You were so sensitive from trying to sit through that movie, you forgot about your own desire. 

“Tony I just wanna turn off the movie.”

“No.” He growled again but it was rough, more like a command. A smirk forming on his lips as he stood you up properly and ran his hand up your chest before down to cup your crotch. You back firmly pressed against his chest.You let out a loud gasp, clearly able to feel his fingers through the thin material of your (F/C) Pj bottoms. 

“Tony..” You whisper softly, your hips slightly swaying into his.That earned a small hiss from him, you knew those sexy hip-hugging pants weren’t helping his erection. Even though he tried to keep you still, you turned in his arms and kissed him. Once your lips were on his he lost it, his hands desperately roaming your body trying to pull you closer. Your hands slid down his chest going straight for the button on his pants. He grabbed your hands with a smirk on his lips, which were currently pressed against your neck.

“Baby, I’m hot just like an oven..” He whispered into your ear, sending shivers down your spine. You made this playboy get that hot? “I need some lovin’,” He whispered after a few seconds.He was not doing what you thought he was. You pulled back and looked at him to see if he was really serious about this. “And Baby, I can’t hold it much longer, It’s getting stronger and stronger.” He hummed out softly, oh he was so going to ass an ass cause of the movie. “And when I get that feeling, I want sexual healing, sexual healing.” He sang softly before lightly rolling his hips into yours.You let out a soft moan before chuckling softly. 

“Tony stop playing around and let me have you.” You huffed softly before he ran his hands over your hips.

“JARVIS, play my track.” He spoke to the ceiling before setting you softly on the couch. As sure as you were sitting there Marvin Gaye; Sexual Healing started playing. 

You chuckled quite loudly looking up at Tony with an amused look.“What now Tony? You gonna dance for me?” You teased before rolling your eyes. You honestly knew he wouldn’t ever do anything to make a fool of himself. It wasn’t who he was, and well you kinda wished he would be silly to you.

“I am, actually. Easy Peasy.” He smirked before swaying his hips softly to the beat. He took his white blazer in his hands softly sliding it off his shoulders before flipping it back on. “Just enjoy.” He purred before sliding his hands down, hooking his thumbs on the belt loops of his jeans. Circling his hips to the beat of the music, a small hip thrust between each circle.You could feel your cheeks heating up, you honestly couldn’t believe what you were seeing. Tony, The Tony Stark, giving you a private strip show. 

You fidgeted on the couch, unable to sit still. You looked at him, clearly undressing him as he went on.Your looks only encouraged him more, cause as nervous as he was, he knew you would enjoy this. He finally shimmed his blazer off, tugging on his shirt before lifting it up a little. You obviously couldn’t help yourself as you let out a little cheer for him. That made his cheeks go pink, slowly pulling his shirt off and throwing it to you.

“Woooh! Take it off!” You cheered your boyfriend on, no matter how embarrassed you clearly were. Tony smiled widely before sliding his hands over his hips, slowly popping the button on his jeans. His eyes would slowly crawl over your body, oh how he wanted to quit this stupid show and take you. But he wouldn’t he needed to prove no one is better than him, besides you of course.You felt like you would start drooling any moment. You bit your lip trying to hold back a moan, as you watched him palm at himself through his jeans. His head tipping back with a moan of your name rolling off your lips. You stood up walking over to him, leaning in and kissing him roughly. You didn’t wanna play this game anymore, you wanted him now!He chuckled and interlocked your fingers with his before pulling away from the kiss. 

“No Touching (Name), or you won’t get any tonight.” He whispered huskily in your ear. You were trembling, just wanting his hands all over your body. A soft whimper falling from your lips as he once again sat you on that dreaded couch. You wanted to protest but he wouldn’t have any of it. But instead of stepping back to the spot he was in, he kicked your legs apart softly standing between them. His hands caressing your face before running into your hair as his circle and thrust his hips so close to you.

Shaky hands slide up his thighs, you were wondering if he would stop you but he didn’t. You trailed your fingers over the top of his somewhat exposed boxers before slowly pulling the zipper down. But as soon as you were going to touch him, he pulled away and stepped back into his spot slowly working his pants off his hips. His hands tugging on his boxers before pulling them back up.You cursed under your breath, he was really drawing this out. 

“Tony, please..” You whined softly before he smirks, his eyes dark and full of lust.

“Please, what Sweet Cheeks~” He purred his hand rubbing himself softly through his boxers, keeping direct eye contact with you the whole time. He knew what you wanted, he wanted it as well.

“Get over here and let me have you!” You begged softly, hating the fact that he was working you up so much. But the need in your voice clearly affected him, he couldn’t think straight any longer.

“Come here Kitten~” He purred holding out his hands to you, you jumped up before even taking his hands. A chuckle passed through his part lips before he kissed you roughly, backing you up into the wall. His hips firmly pressed into yours, causing you to gasp loudly into the kiss. Giving him time to slip his tongue in, slowly twirling around yours.God, he had such a talented tongue, and hands which were currently pushing your PJs bottoms off your hips. 

“Mmm,” He moaned into your mouth, his fingertips stroking along your silk laced panties. Okay, maybe you were going to surprise him when he finally got home. In your defense, you haven’t had sex in about a month and you so wanted him to want you.“You got new panties? Just for me (Name)?” He smirks breaking the kiss before his hands slid your shirt up and over your head. “Mmm, I like it.” His dark eyes, frighten and excited you all at once. You have never seen him like this before, but you loved it. His kissed down your chest, his hands resting in the small of your back pulling you closer to his lips as he got onto his knees.You gasp running your fingers through his short hair as his tongue traveling along the top of your silk panties. 

“T-tony.” You moaned softly, tugging on his hair lightly. He growled seductively before easily sliding your panties over to push a finger into you, a soft groan coming from him.

“My god (Name) you are so wet.” He panted softly, pumping his finger in and out of your quickly. Your breath caught in your throat as your head tipped back against the wall. Legs trembling turning to jello as your boyfriend worked on you.Soon even he couldn’t hold back at he pulled his finger out licking it off slowly. “Always so tasty.” He bites his lip as he slides your panties down your legs, god your legs were such a turn on to him. You still had your head back against the wall, eyes closed and whimper for more. You expected to feel his hands lifting on thigh over his shoulder and his tongue on your clit. But instead, he surprised you with removing his boxers and quickly standing putting your leg around his hip as he rammed into you. 

Both your mouths flying open, moaning loudly. He knew he wouldn’t be lasting long, not after drawing it out so long. But to make sure you would finish with him, he slides his hand to roughly rub at your clit to the rhythm of his thrusts.Moan after moan slipped out of your mouth and into his ear as your nails dragged up and down his back. Leaving scratches and red marks with every swipe, which caused his hips to thrust harder. Reaching over to the small end table beside you for balance, you both quickly knocked it over. The rough thrust he was giving you easily vibrated the wall knocking over quite a few pictures.But neither of you cared, you could always clean later, right now you two danced on the edge of release. His thrust easily got sloppy and you could feel that familiar coil in your lower stomach heating up. 

“Tony, god! Ah! TONY!” You cried out as he finally pounded against that sweet spot inside you. Your legs were shaking violently, instead of giving you the chance to catch your balance he scooped up your other leg wrapping it around his waist.Sometimes you forgot how strong your boyfriend really was, he could easily lift you and throw you about, despite your weight. Intertwining your fingers into his hair once more, you yanked him into a rough kiss. Tongues battling for dominance as he roughly gave a few more thrusts into you. Your muscles clenching and tightening around him, letting out a cry of pure pleasure as he took you to heaven and back. 

With a few rougher, sloppy thrust he was seeing stars behind his closed eyes lids, groaning out your name. You both worked your hips lazily through your orgasms before panting roughly. Tony head buried in your neck, your head tipped back against the wall. Your chest rapidly pounding against each other, sweat covering every inch of your bodies.Despite his legs feeling as if they would give out any second he slowly carried you into the bedroom, careful to avoid the mess you both made. He laid you down on the bed, crawling in beside you still panting.

“You tell… anyone. I did that… our sex tape.. will go viral..” He panted softly, curling his body into yours. All you could do is nod as you were breathless. You smiled at him before chuckling softly. “What’s so. funny?” He looked at your curiously, unsure why you were chuckling.

“You were better than the strippers on that movie, and I want another show.” You managed to say all in one breath before your cheeks heated up. He smirks softly and kisses her quickly. His arms snaking around your body, pulling you to lay on him. You happily put your head on his chest, fingers softly touching the corners of his Arc Reactor.

“I want a show too.” He whispered before closing his eyes, running a hand through your wet hair softly. All you did was a nod and slowly drift off on his chest.


~The Next Morning~

Steve and Natasha had begun to worry when Bruce told them Tony hasn’t been in the lab all morning. And the fact that you weren’t bopping around the tower with your cheery attitude. They didn’t know what could have happened, but Bruce remembered hearing a lot of crashes last night. Clearly thinking the worst they rushed up to Tony floor.

Once they saw the mess everywhere, they were afraid something had really happened. Steve rushed to look around before stopping in the doorway of the bedroom, his cheeks going flush. Natasha and Bruce ran to his side before Tony smirked at them and put his finger to his lips.You were still curled up on his chest with a thin blanket draped over both of your guys lower halves. But the part of your chest that wasn’t pressed tight against Tony’s side was in clear view of the other three Avengers.

Natasha chuckled softly before taking both of the blushing boys back to the elevator. “What the hell did they do to their apartment last night..” Steve mumbled before Bruce leaned over and whispered into his ear as his face paled. Natasha kept a smirk on her face, oh she was going to tease you forever now.





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xxcuriouserandcuriouserxx  asked:

Hey do you have any tips for someone starting out as a fan fiction writer?

I don’t know if those will be relevant or helpful at all, but here we go:


  • Write for yourself.

This will always be my number one advice.

When you write, you put a piece of yourself out there. And yourself cannot please everyone. There’s a reason why I say I write because I can’t afford a therapist and it’s right there. You write for yourself first and foremost, because you enjoy it, because it allows you to escape, or to express something. Writing is incredibly personal, so don’t let others influence you too much.

Don’t write for the hits, the kudos or the comments. Write for yourself.

  • Learn how to write a summary.

Ok. That’s highly hypocritical of me because writing a summary is my ultimate weakness. I’m terrible at them. What I usually do is pick out a few sentences that are enough to pique the reader’s interest without revealing too much of the intrigue.

Don’t write “I’m terrible at summaries, the story is better” or something like that. Don’t ask for kudos and comments in your summary. It puts people off.

  • Check, double-check and triple-check.

There is no best way to make me click on the back button than a story full of grammatical mistakes. English is a rich enough language that you can try to play with it and bound the rules a little, but knowing the difference between “you’re” and “your” is a must, even for the most unconventional writers.

Same for the tense: it’s either past tense or present tense, not both.

Dialogue must be clear. Two rules: your reader needs to know who said what to whom and only one speaker by paragraph.

If you’re not sure about something, don’t be afraid to ask and if you can’t ask, Google is your friend. And use a spell checker.

If you can get yourself a beta, it’s even better!

Your writing will never be 100% mistake-proof but there are some mistakes more easily forgivable than others.

  • Respect the original characters.

In fanfiction, you are working with characters who already exist beyond yourself. They already have existent traits that make them who they are and that are a big part of why people love them so much. Of course, you can play with them, you can add a few of your own, but try to stay true to the original character.

People read fanfiction because of the original work, rarely because they stumbled onto it hazardously. They are here for the characters. They will stick around if you write them respectfully.

And please, do not change canon queer characters’ sexuality. 

  • Tag properly.

If there’s a major character death, tag Major Character Death. If there’s anything whatsoever that could trigger someone, fucking tag it.

Otherwise, you are very free in your choice of tags (my tags are all over the place, let’s be real) but try to at least use some that would catch a potential reader’s attention.

Don’t spoil your story in the tags, though.

  • Have a plot.

Have at least a few scenes and the main intrigue outlined before you start writing.

It’s always better to begin with the end in mind. It makes for a more compelling and coherent plot.

  • Choose a point of view and stick to it.

There is nothing more confusing than a scene written with two, or more, different points of view.

If you choose to go with one character’s POV, stick to it until the end of the scene and don’t switch randomly unless your new point of view brings something to the plot, a new perspective or an insight into a character’s mindset. Even then, do not change back. Finish the scene with that character, not the first one.

  • Do your research.

For the love of Magnus Babe, if you’re writing about a sensitive subject or something you know nothing about, if you’re writing smut (especially gay sex) for the first time, if your character gets badly injured and you’re not a damn doctor yourself, even if you’re writing about a country you’ve never been to: do your research.

  • If writer’s block hits, take a break.

It will happen. It’s frustrating and we all hate it, but it will happen.

Don’t try to force yourself to write then. Take a break. Go for a walk. Listen to some music. Re-read something else you’ve written or something by someone else that you really loved. Write something random, about your day, about something entirely different from the story you’re working on. Eat something you love. Just keep your mind off of it for a while.

If inspiration doesn’t come back, skip that paragraph and go back to it later.

  • Interact with your readers.

Reply to comments, DMs, asks on tumblr, etc. Whether you have 2, 20, 200 or 17000, acknowledge your readers. They’re the reason why we do what we do, and we owe them a lot.

  • Try to update regularly.

This is a complicated one, and I’m the first one to forget about that rule.

The chance that I have is that I now have an audience that follows me from story to story and that is willing to bare with my fucked-up updating schedule. 

You won’t have that chance when you’re just starting, so a good way to secure an audience and keep them interested in your story is to update regularly. It’s hard, but if you’ve got a few chapters written in advance before you start posting, it’s manageable.

  • Just start writing

Don’t overthink it.

Don’t try to come up with the most complicated plot. Just write what you want to write. If you’re willing to write it, there’s a high chance someone will be willing to read it.

What people find compelling and interesting doesn’t necessarily mean new and 100% original. We all love some good old prompts even though we’ve read different versions of it a hundred times before.

Just write whatever you want to write, and see where it goes from there.


Writing is hard. It takes practice and patience. There is something incredibly rewarding about writing fanfiction, though. The interaction with your readers is immediate and receiving a positive comment makes all the hard work worth it.

So, practice. Have patience. Hold on in there, and most importantly: have fun!

I hope this was helpful :).

Translation of YOI article from the newspaper “Le Monde”

A friend asked me a translation and I saw that on the original post, there were some curious too, so I’ve made a translation of this article (I took the most important part of it precisely)


To be honest, a show about ice skating, we didn’t think it would create such a keen interest”. Olivier Fallaix is responsible of the french Crunchyroll development. It releases outside Asia the surprising big success from this past months : Yuri on Ice, an anime of 12 episodes only, broadcasted between October and December and created by Mappa, a little and young studio.
This is internationally our second biggest success of the year, after Re-zero.
Sport animes are not really an universal genre, with big success. But the strenght of YOI is that it’s not only a sport anime”.

“Fans are not mistaken”

36 years old Ninou Cyrico, is a big fan of YOI, that she watched “five-six times”.
As a writer, she even published a fanfiction of 200 pages about it, taking place few years after the end of the anime.

YOI characters are wonderful, the story is written in a clever way, with an attention to detail very fabulous”, she says and insisting on the care to develop the secondary characters. “Even the less important characters have something that makes them more than being just the background
Fans are not mistaken : with the fanfics, and the doujinshis, they even have groups who wrote stories about them.

In October indeed, the fandom web (the fan community) have seen YOI taking a considerable importance. On Tumblr, their main characters have appeared on the list of the couples the most popular of 2016. On the fanfic website Archive of Our Own, there are at least 19000 stories published since then by fans.

And the most of those creations are focused on the relationship between Yuuri and Victor. In the anime, this love story is “implicit, never explicit, treated with modesty” according to Ninou Cyrico. “It’s clever, it doesn’t harm the story, that’s not about the romance but about Yuuri’s come-back”, and an ode to surpassing ourselves. Also, “a gay romance between a Russian and a Japanese, those days, and especially on the Russian side, it’s pretty cheeky”.

« There isn’t any homophobia »

For Garance Le Gall, an other fan of YOI and writer of a memoir on LGBT representation in comics, this anime appears like “a precious stone on the calendar of the story of anime”.

In Occident, we don’t realize how much what they did is important : a mainstream sport anime, that isn’t yaoi or even shounen ai, with a homosexual couple. It’s a bit like what George Miller did with [Mad Max : Fury Road]. They introduced it like a big testosterone movie, but the audience went to watch a feminist movie instead

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Opposites Attract

Originally posted by worldmagiiic

“How is the most beautiful girl in all the world?” Kiseok smirked knowing you would overreact for the simplest things.

You blushed hearing the compliment. It wasn’t the first time he had told you this but it never failed to get a reaction out of you. “Who are you talking to” you covered your cheeks with your hands trying to avoid him.

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Kill Zone - Part 1: Better Left Alone

Characters: Reader (Special Agent Y/N Singer), Sam Winchester, Special Agent Castiel Novak,  Dean Winchester, Cindy Stevenson (OC), Ella McKenzie (OC), Rowena Coven,   

Pairing: AU Dean x Reader (eventually)

Warnings: Mention of character deaths, Mention of murder, slight violence,  

Word Count: 4500ish

A/N: This is a serial killer AU of sorts. Not the typical kind, but it has all the deaths and violence this kinda AU bring with it. It was sorta inspired by Criminal Minds and that is why my agents are profilers.

This series will have deaths, violence, love, heartwarming moments and everything in between. I am hereby warning you for yet another rollercoaster ride led by me ;)

Thanks to the amazing @percywinchester27 for being my advisor and beta on this one.

***My fics are not to be saved nor posted on any other sites without my express written permission.***

Technical terms: 

Surrogate: A replacement for someone in the killer’s life.

Unsub: Unknown Subject aka the Killer.

MASTERLIST

You sipped your coffee as you went over the case files again. You hadn’t seen your friend for a long time, and honestly you felt a little shitty asking him for a favor like this. It was something you would have to live with though. If this Dean Winchester guy could help you pinpoint the location the kill shots steamed from, then maybe you could actually make some headway in this case before a 3rd victim turned up. Ella McKenzie had turned up 7 weeks ago, and Cindy Stevenson, 3 weeks ago. If the unsub was sticking to that pattern, it didn’t give you and Cas a whole lot of time to find him before another girl went missing.

You were deep in thought, reading the coroner’s reports over and over again, as well as the initial police reports, searching for any possible link between these two women. You were so far away in your own thoughts, you didn’t notice the 6’4” man smiling at you from the doorway. You didn’t hear him approach you, and he didn’t make himself known to you before he was leaning down over your chair half whispering, half talking into your ear.

“Looking good G-woman.”

You nearly jumped of the chair, your hand instinctively flying to your gun, as your eyes finally landed on the long-haired man, holding his hands up defensively before him with a huge grin on his face.

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i really really need to talk about last night’s episode of brooklyn nine nine. that is not the kind of episode that you can fully appreciate in one watch so i had to go back and see it again before i talked about it. i am not in a place to speak on racial profiling but when i read the press release of this episode and found out that my favourite show is doing an episode on this very important and complex topic, I was intrigued but also worried. when taking on a topic that is incredibly urgent and relevant in today’s world, there definitely is a huge amount of responsibility that the show needs to take in highlighting the issue and giving it the importance it deserves while also maintaining the structure of the show. i definitely do not doubt dan goor and the brooklyn nine nine writers and actors for even a second, but taking on a topic like this in a cop comedy show where cops are believed to be inherently good and protective of their citizens is an incredibly huge risk, one that i did not want the show to take unless they were certain that they could do justice to it. and justice they did. 

i honestly cannot express how incredibly happy i was to see someone other than jake be a part of the A plot. don’t get me wrong you know jake peralta is the absolute love of my life, but the supporting characters in this show are so incredibly interesting and there’s so many great stories to be explored with them and sometimes they are underutilized in episodes and it’s frustrating because you know they have so much more to offer. terry excels in mediocre C plots so when he is given a fantastic A plot, he absolutely nails it. 

right off the bat when terry tells the squad about the incident, i absolutely love jake saying that he has never been stopped by a cop and he has done some really crazy things and the flashback that follows, b99 has never been a show to shy away from discussing white privilege and i love that this continued on in this episode. i love that terry’s first course of action was not to punish the officer for making the mistake, but rather talk to him about it and ensure that he wouldn’t ever do it to anyone else again. i loved the conversations between holt and terry, it was interesting to see the differing perspectives of two black men in positions of authority and who belong to different generations. holt is justified in worrying about terry’s career and telling him to pick his battles, regardless of how deeply wrong the incident was. terry is justified in wanting to do the right thing and make the officer pay for what he did because this incident had nothing to do with his career in the first place. terry’s childhood flashback and viewing a cop as a superhero and telling holt that he can’t stop thinking about the thought of his daughters one day being out on the street looking for their child’s toy and being stopped by a bad cop and not being able to play the police card was heartbreaking. i love that terry chooses to file the report and doesn’t care about it affecting his chances of getting the city council job because it is the right thing to do. i can’t express how amazing terry crews is in this scene and how he makes me cry within seconds because his emotions are so raw and to see such a positive and happy person feel so defeated really hits you hard. i love that holt tells terry that when he went through these situations, he was alone and he had no one to turn to so he had to rise through the ranks to create change, but now he’s there, and how he decides to support terry regardless of the consequences. i love that there isn’t an easy resolution to this plot and it is a bittersweet ending because terry does not get the city council position likely due to his complaint against the officer and he does consider the thought of him maybe being able to do more if he had gotten the position. i love that holt and terry do acknowledge the fact that it’s tough to survive in this world, regardless of their position or rank. the writers don’t sugarcoat the issue but they also don’t let it slip to a dark and grave place that offers no hope, they find the perfect balance between the two, making their treatment of the issue that much more effective. 

jake and amy babysitting cagney and lacey was so so so important to me but i loved that it didn’t take away from the seriousness of the issue in any way. jake and amy showed immense growth in this episode, from thinking that cake and movies is the perfect diversion for the kids so they can avoid talking about the subject of race to actually having the most difficult conversation that a parent could possibly have with their child and handling it with so much care and sensitivity and not sugarcoating the issue for the children but also not giving them more information than they could handle. i love the last scene between them and how they go back and forth about the idea of kids, acknowledging that yes they’re super stressful but the experience of being with them is rewarding and being able to shape young minds is a powerful feeling. but wait kids are exhausting but they also have the cutest shoes and hands. our babies are ready to have their own babies!! i always knew that jake and amy would make perfect loving supportive and caring parents but if this episode is any indication, they’ll be even greater than i ever imagined. 

best jokes of the episode:

  • “get woke scully” I SCREAM EVERYTIME
  • all of charles’ creepy hilarious lines about jake and amy being parents!!
  • gina’s song on racism
  • “oh and one more thing, i love you” “i love you too jake” so cute so cute so cute
  • “tv and cake were my parents”
  • “what kind of kids don’t wanna eat cake, should we call child services on terry”
  • the handling of the orgasm question
  • gina and rosa babysitting cagney and lacey (lord knows i’d kill for an entire episode of this)

anonymous asked:

In a parallel universe if you were left in charge to write a SasuSaku movie about how Sasuke and Sakura's travels and how they got together, how would it go? What type of scenes and sequences would you include? How would the movie began? How would it end? What would be the general plot?

Hmm, I suppose I would make the general plot revolve around how Sasuke would be slowly getting over his demons, would be slowly opening up to Sakura more and more about his past with his family, his relationship with brother, his emotions and feelings during the massacre, and how he’d recount to Sakura the relevant events between himself and Team 7 that occurred within the main manga. These conversations would be the crucial parts of the movie, and would take place at regular intervals. For instance, during anytime they’re able to have some time to themselves, whether it be during a break in one of their missions, while travelling to the next location, or at night during one of the inns they stayed at.

I’d have the movie begin from where Sasuke Shinden ended; with Sasuke choosing to return home to Konoha:

From there, I’d direct a quick summary of his time there and when he left again, up to when Sakura decides to catch up to him. This is because it’d be important to provide the context of how they came to be at that point, but I wouldn’t want to dwell on it because in the grand scheme of things, that’s a relatively unimportant matter.

I’d involve some action here and there, like during the scenes when the two of them are helping out the local residents with some thugs or other things of the sort. However, I’d make the movie be very dialogue heavy, kinda like the Monogatari series, because I’d want the focus to remain on the conversations that Sasuke and Sakura have, in order to really emphasise how Sasuke slowly comes to terms with the world, with himself, and with his feelings for Sakura that had been developing for some time.

One pivotal moment I’d include would be when Sasuke tries to explain what happened in the Land of Iron from his perspective. He’d be hesitant in his elaboration, because he didn’t know Sakura would respond to being reminded of those events. However, Sakura would then recall why she couldn’t bring herself to end his life when given the opportunity; she knew that despite how far he’d fallen, he was still in there somewhere - she’d then tell Sasuke that it was what she was trying to get through to him when she confessed her love for him the 2nd time. Sasuke would remain stubborn about whether he could fully be redeemed, as he’d then bring up his immediate response to her 2nd confession. However, it would be at this point where Sakura would reach her wit’s end. She’d tell Sasuke that there isn’t much more she can do for him, if he himself isn’t willing to accept the fact that he’s not the same person he was. She’d then go to bed, and leave him to ponder on her words.

This conversation wouldn’t be mentioned again until towards the end of the movie, where after they had helped a particularly influential family who coincidentally happened to echo Sakura’s earlier words to Sasuke, he’d admit to her that maybe she was right; maybe he would be able to fully make up for his sins against the world and towards his friends, and perhaps even one day become a ninja who was highly respected in the world. Sakura would feel her heart swell at this, that Sasuke was finally coming to terms with who he was and the fact that it wasn’t too late for him, it was never too late for him.

Following this, Sasuke would want to thank Sakura for never giving up on him, never losing faith in him, because as he’d tell her, if it wasn’t for her and Naruto’s continued faith in him, he’d never have been able to find the faith in himself. So he’d thank her, but he’d feel as though that wasn’t enough. Sasuke would notice that just prior to their travels, he had begun to think of Sakura more and he couldn’t explain why; he just wanted to see her and spend more time with her. So after this realisation, he’d try desperately hard to try and convey this to Sakura, and tell her just how much she meant to him. However, Sasuke isn’t the most articulate person when trying to convey his feelings, especially when they were affectionate, so he’d be really struggling. Thus, for a while, all Sasuke would be able to get out is:

However, Sakura knew what Sasuke was trying to say, so her face lights up in anticipation, as she anxiously waited for Sasuke to finish, as so:

Yet, Sasuke just didn’t know how to finish the sentence; he couldn’t find the right words to accurately portray how he felt, whilst simultaneously trying to not seem as though he didn’t expect anything in return. So Sasuke would be visibly disappointed at his inability to finish his sentence. It is then that Sakura would come forward to plant a soft and brief kiss on his lips, because she was appreciative of what he was trying to do. She knew what he was trying to say, so she’d then say “Thank you, you mean a lot to me as well”.

Sasuke would then say “Yeah…”, and in an attempt to prevent an awkward silence, he’d come up with an excuse to briefly leave. But as he went on his way, he’d be displaying a familiar smirk on his face, happy that she understood his intentions, and excited at the prospect of what the future may bring:

I’d have the movie end with a quick scene of the future, where it shows Sasuke and Sakura together on the hospital rooftop, with Sasuke’s photo with the Kages collocated into the picture:

Just in order to signify that the wish that Sasuke had voiced towards the end of the movie did indeed come true - he become hailed as a village hero, highly revered and respected by everyone, and the master of his best friend’s son, all while having his beloved wife and daughter by his side ^_^

Communication and Jonsa

One thing you’ll notice about Jon and Sansa is that they work really hard to communicate with each other. It’s the foundation of their entire relationship after reuniting at the Wall, and something borne out of a need to really be with someone that matters.

Of course, they struggle to do so in the beginning. It’s been years since they had seen each other last and both weren’t exactly great at communicating to anyone. Jon was a brooder, and Sansa was lost in the clouds.

But when they do reunite the focus the showrunners choose to put on this communication is how important it is for them to be a team. From the very beginning there is this driving narrative undercurrent that Jon and Sansa are partners, and thus a pair. They rush into each other’s arms, crashing into one another and seeming to melt into each other as if they were a single person that was suddenly whole. Very melodramatic, and no reunion in the show is quite to that level, before or after.

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But it’s not enough to talk at each other or even be close to one another. They also need to understand each other, and this becomes an important facet of their relationship in season six and seven. Some people analyze this as the struggle of their relationship, but I think it is their strength.

Jon initially thinks he can just run away with Sansa and forget the troubles of the world, but Sansa tells him why they can’t do this. They build from this moment and Jon is able to later realize that Sansa, despite what she has suffered, can handle hearing Ramsay’s letter. I don’t think anyone else in the room would have read that letter to Sansa, but Jon did because he knew she could handle it.

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In the infamous tent scene this trust seems to erode, but as Jonsa fam have pointed out lately, Sansa made it clear to Jon was Ramsay was and what defeat by him would be like. If Jon failed, she was going to commit suicide rather than return as his prisoner. I don’t think she realized Jon could be revived. And Jon, perhaps knowing he might be brought back by Melisandre again, asked her not to do it.

With Winterfell lost and Ramsay the winner, the Starks have also lost. This was their last stand, and they were going to fall together. And Jon agreed, because fundamentally, the two had decided and communicated they were a pair that cannot be separated.

The writers want you to draw this conclusion. That’s why they spelled it out to us directly instead of implied it. Neither are driven by revenge. Neither are driven to take back the North. They really just want to return home… together. And at that moment, it looked impossible.

Fortunately, they won the battle. People often blame Sansa for not telling Jon about the Knights of the Vale, but I don’t think she told him because she wasn’t sure if they were loyal, if they were coming, and what she would be exchanging in order to get their support. It was a bargain that was not in her favor, and we know this because of Littlefinger’s cryptic comments after retaking Winterfell.

Jon being declared King in the North was her only reprieve, because it weakened Littlefinger’s potential actions. If you watch Sansa during the proclamation, she’s happy, not upset, and I think she realized what Jon being king meant for whatever she owed to Littlefinger being delayed. It wasn’t until she noticed Littlefinger’s unhappiness that she realized Jon was a target too, and because Jon and Sansa are a pair as much as they are a team, she was now Littlefinger’s target as well.

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But other than the infamous parallels to other couples in the show, the emphasis on communication never ceases. At the end of season six, Jon reminds Sansa that they need to trust each other… not that they didn’t before, but that it was them against the world.

Rewatch that scene and you’ll notice a few things. The first is to remember the context of the scene because we so often take it out of the temporal context. The scene takes places after the Battle of the Bastards, but before Jon was declared King in the North. It was also directly after Jon ends Melisandre away, a mercy but his attempt to prevent her from bringing him back to life again or committing any other terrible crimes. Interestingly, Sansa is there as he watches her ride off.

The scene that comes after the battlements is Sansa in the Godswood with Littlefinger, and Sansa is no longer certain of Littlefinger’s intentions. It appears she expected something different to happy with Littlefinger after Winterfell was retaken, and it didn’t. She is disturbed, however, when she learns his intentions remain the same and she rejects his kiss. The end scene in Winterfell is Jon being declared King in the North.

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Now that I’ve gone to the context the scene is in, let’s go back to Jon and Sansa’s conversation on the battlements. She wants him to take their parents chambers, effectively placing him above her despite winning Winterfell and Jon recognizing that. That’s interesting, considering what we know about Sansa liking nice things (which has never changed) and wanting to retake her home (she is Lady of Winterfell).

Jon gives the room to her anyway, which she accepts, and reminds him he is a Stark to her. Remember: Jon never stops being a bastard after this scene in the eyes of the North, but to Sansa he is a Stark. This communication between them is interesting, because it establishes a few things: they are equals. Their relationship is about giving and receiving to and from each other.

Also about the context of this scene is that before, Jon turns away the person who gave him his life. The scene that follows in Sansa turning away the person who gave her life. Both powerful people who can continue giving Jon and Sansa more power, and they turn it away. We are reminded what they need is each other and nothing else, supernatural or political, dragons or a marriage alliance, will save them from everything that is to come.

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Within the scene, you’ll also notice that Jon asks Sansa if Littlefinger really sold her to the Boltons. Sansa says yes. It’s always been implied in this season and in the next that Littlefinger didn’t know what would happen to Sansa, and I don’t think Jon believes Littlefinger did either, however, he is horrified after asking if Sansa trusts him. Truly, absolutely horrified.

The focus of the camera in that moment is Jon’s reaction to that thought and his reaction to what she says. He looks a little relieved when Sansa tells him only a fool would trust Littlefinger, but it is established in this one moment between the two of them that Littlefinger is a threat. Something they both understand, but something they can’t yet deal with.

After that moment, the camera switches to Sansa and her apology about the Knights of the Vale. But I don’t think she is apologizing about hiding a potential army (remember, she didn’t know if they were coming) she is apologizing after a comment about Littlefinger and if they can trust him. I think what Sansa is apologizing about is making a deal with Littlefinger, possibly a marriage deal (why else would the Vale come to the aid of a foreign kingdom in the midst of winter and a war with the Iron Throne?),

And what does Jon do?

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He reminds her they are a pair. That they are in this together. That they have to trust each other. And I believe this is not because they didn’t before, but that they have to continue acting as they are in defiance of the obstacles and opportunities in their path. Like Cersei told Joffrey in season 1, anyone who isn’t them is the enemy. While Jon and Sansa don’t see things as so black and white, Jon makes it clear that what matters is each other. That they have to rely on each other, no anyone else, in order to see it through.

He gives her a tender kiss on the forehead, one that reminds Jonsa fam of the reunion in the beginning of the season. They meld together, and become one again, and when they part, they share a sweet moment about the coming of winter. It should be a warning and one they lament, but it reminds them of the time of wolves before with their family. That moment, and Jon’s crowning that is soon to follow, is all about communicating to each other and the audience that they are going to see Winter through together, and will come out of Winter as a pack without relying on anyone else to do so.

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Everything that comes after that moment is built on that promise to remain together. They continue to try and navigate the political waters they have found each other in, still stumbling, but always arriving at a point in which they choose to trust each other - that same polite correction and affirmation we saw at the Wall.

Sansa accepts that he is going to make an alliance with Daenerys, and Jon leaves her in charge of Winterfell and the North in his absence. That would only generally be left to a wife, child, or regent. But in context, leaving Sansa in charge of the North is because she is the other half of the pair they have formed. They already ruled it together. Apart, they’ll continue doing so.

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We also see Jon furious over Littlefinger, threatening to hurt him, but he doesn’t kill Littlefinger. I think for two reasons: the first it would be political suicide, and the second in that Sansa has demanded that Jon let her protect herself, and I think their relationship hasn’t just been built on communication, but a recognition that both skills and a handle of certain things. Sansa can’t wield a sword, but she can handle Littlefinger.

We are reminded of this all through season seven, and she eventually sentences him to death. Instead of Jon saving Sansa, as I’m sure many people expected regardless of shipping, Sansa saved the future they have promised between Jon and Sansa - the same future they agreed to fight for back at the Wall, the same future they agreed to die for if they failed at the Battle of the Bastards.

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Jon being apart from Sansa in season seven isn’t because they are separated from the promise they made each other. That promise continues, from the moment Jon steps onto Dragonstone. We are reminded that he thinks about her, that he respects her, and that he misses her. So too, are we reminded with Sansa back in Winterfell, who defends his rule (their rule).

Later, the show continues to focus on that promise to the future. Jon is told to keep Longclaw for his children, and the Stark song plays in the background, and then moves back to Sansa as she continues to try and protect their future in Winterfell, just as Jon is trying to protect their future by finding a way to defeat the White Walkers.

Whether you believe in undercover Jon or not, it’s clear what the showrunners have been saying: Jon and Sansa are working together, despite being apart, to build a future for their family, and everything about that promised future to each other seems to be echoed as destiny in the show by the characters and the narrative construct of the plot.

The future has been communicated to be a Time for Wolves, with Jon and Sansa at the head of the pack.

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Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Description: (Y/N) drags Jughead along to the “club with shitty security.”

Warnings: underage drinking

Word count: 2,176

A/N: here is the first “drabble” for this series, which will eventually all build up to a dramatic part 2!! Hope you enjoy, I had so much fun writing this one!


She worked her way through a cheap pack of cigarettes
Hard liquor mixed with a bit of intellect
And all the boys, they were saying they were into it
Such a pretty face, on a pretty neck

“Jesus,” (Y/N) moaned as she flopped onto Jughead’s bed.  “That was a fucking long week.”

“Who knew a writing internship could be this physically exhausting?” Jughead agreed, sitting next to her.  “At least we have the weekend to relax.”

“Yeah,” she nodded, rubbing the white hotel sheets between her fingers.  “How would you like to unwind this weekend, Mr. Jones?”

“Well, Ms. (Y/L/N),” Jughead smiles coyly, “last week I got to choose, and we ended up at Central Park. I believe it’s your turn to choose.”

“Okay,” (Y/N) responded, then fell into silence as she debated what to do.  Jughead watched her with a smile as she bit her lip, eyes furrowed in concentration.

“You’re taking this very seriously,” he noted, laughing at her intense facial expression.  

Her face loosened from its focused state.  “This is serious business, Jug,” she stated as seriously as she could.  “If this ends up being not being relaxing enough, we’ll go back on Monday feeling like absolute shit.  And then it’ll make next week even longer and more exhausting.”

“Okay, okay, I get it,” Jughead raised his hands in mock surrender.  “This is a matter of life and death.”

“Exactly,” (Y/N) said. She retreated back into silence as she contemplated how they would spend their weekend.  “I got it!” she exclaimed after a few minutes of thought.  

Jughead raised an eyebrow. “What are we gonna do?” he asked, a small smirk forming on his face.

(Y/N)’s face exploded into a giant grin.  “We’re gonna go clubbing.”

She’s driving me crazy, but I’m into it, but I’m into it
I’m kind of into it

“Are you serious?” Jughead demanded, eyes widening.  

(Y/N) nodded, not showing any signs of joking around.  “Of course I’m serious.  What better way to unwind than to get some alcohol in your system?”

“What if we get caught?” he questioned.  “(Y/N), this could fuck up our internship.”

If we get caught,” she winked.  “Jug, it’ll be fine.  I went there once before you arrived here.  It’s really not too bad, and there’s no way that anyone will find out.”

“How do you know that?” Jughead pressed.  “How do you know someone from the building won’t be there and see us?  Or maybe a bar fight will break out and the cops will show up, and they’ll notice we’re there.  How do you know it’ll be okay?”

“Jughead Jones,” (Y/N) placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, ending his tangent, “it will be okay. Listen, if you don’t wanna go, that’s fine.  I can go on my own.”  She stood up from the bed and grabbed her phone.  “I’m gonna go get ready.  Just text me if you change your mind.”  She exited his hotel room, leaving Jughead alone with his doubts.

Of course he didn’t want to go clubbing.  He was, after all, an antisocial weirdo who didn’t even like going to clubs.  Putting his internship as risk was just the cherry on top.  But then he started thinking about (Y/N) on her own, and he grew worried about the kind of people who lurk out in the New York streets on Friday nights.  If he wasn’t with her, who knew what could happen.

That, Jughead decided, was worth risking his internship for.  He quickly picked up his phone, and his thumbs tapped out a text.  He read it aloud right before he hit send: “Fuck it, let’s go clubbing.”

It’s getting crazy, I think I’m losing it, I think I’m losing it
Oh, I think she said, “I’m having your baby, it’s none of your business.
I’m having your baby, it’s none of your business (it’s none of your, it’s none of your).
I’m having your baby (hey), it’s none of your business.
I’m having your baby (hey), it’s none of your, it’s none of your.”

“I’m glad you changed your mind.”  (Y/N) stood at his door an hour later, sporting a little black dress.  She looked him up and down, evaluating the clothes he changed into.  “Nice outfit.”

“You as well,” Jughead returned the compliment, slowly closing the door behind him.  “Shall we go?”  He offered his arm to her, which she gladly accepted.  

The New York streets were equally, if not more, busy during the nighttime.  There were crowds of people maneuvering past each other on the sidewalks, some of the tipsier people practically dancing to the song of blaring car horns.  (Y/N)’s steps grew bouncier as they neared the club.

“I know this isn’t your scene,” she whispered to Jughead, “so thank you for coming.”  

Jughead looked down at her, shocked.  “How do you know it’s not my scene?” he asked indignantly.  “Maybe I actually love clubbing.”

(Y/N) burst out into laughter.  “Yeah sure, and maybe I actually love running marathons,” she sarcastically retorted. Then she became serious.  “Listen, Jug, I know you.  You’re my friend.  I figured that it wasn’t just the risk underage drinking imposes on our internship that turned you off from clubbing.  So thank you for coming with me.”

“In my defense,” Jughead stated, “the only reason I came is so that you won’t get mugged.”

“Well thanks for that,” (Y/N) bent her head back with laughter, “but I could totally handle myself.”

“You could not!”

“Yeah I could!” she defended herself.  “I could totally beat up someone.”

“No you wouldn’t,” he scoffed.  “You’re way too weak.  You get tired at a writing internship.”

“Touché.”

It’s New York, baby, always jacked up
Holland Tunnel for a nose, it’s always backed up
When she’s alone, she goes home to a cactus
In a black dress, she’s such an actress

(Y/N) batted her eyelashes at the doubtful bouncer.  

“You two don’t look twenty-one,” he stated, his voice low and gruff.  

“And you don’t look a day over thirty,” she winked at the obviously in-his-forties man.  

He only rolled his eyes. “Look, miss, I don’t know if you’re aware of this, but drinking under the age of twenty-one is illegal,” he sarcastically explained.

“I’m not a ditz,” she snapped.  “Besides, we’re not here to drink, we’re here to dance.”  She glanced over at Jughead and nudged him in the side.  “Right, Jug?”

“Right,” he immediately replied.  Satisfied, (Y/N) put her hands on her hips as she turned to face the bouncer.

“See?” she said. “Just here to dance.”

“Fine,” the bouncer huffed. “But only for this one time. You’re not getting in here again until you both turn twenty-one.”

“Thank you, sir,” (Y/N) cooed, sending him a smile.  She grabbed Jughead’s hand as she led him inside, the music growing louder.  “I told you it’d be fine,” she yelled over the music.

Jughead shook his head. “We almost got caught,” he yelled back.

“But we didn’t!” she reminded him.

“I’m starting to second guess this decision,” he groaned, but still allowed (Y/N) to yank him over to the bar.  “I thought we weren’t getting any alcohol.”

“Oh, sweetie, you believed me?” (Y/N) giggled.  “I came here to get tipsy, Jug.  I’m not stupid, so I’m obviously not gonna order my drinks here at the bar.  Wait for them to start sending waitresses out onto the dance floor.  You just drop some cash on their tray and take a drink.  It’s simple.”

“This is insane!”

(Y/N) laughed loudly and winked.  “But don’t lie, you like it!”

Driving me crazy, but I’m into it, but I’m into it
I’m kind of into it
It’s getting crazy, I think I’m losing it, I think I’m losing it
Oh, I think she said, “I’m having your baby (hey), it’s none of your business.
I’m having your baby (hey), it’s none of your business (it’s none of your, it’s none of your).
I’m having your baby (hey), it’s none of your business.
I’m having your baby (hey), it’s none of your, it’s none of your.”

“Take a shot,” (Y/N) commanded, holding up two shot glasses, one further towards Jughead.  

He furiously shook his head. “No way,” he replied, swatting it away. “It’s bad enough you dragged me here. You’re not getting me drunk.”

“First of all, Jug, you dragged yourself here,” (Y/N) reminded him.  She quickly took her shot.  “And second, lighten up.  If you’re having such a bad time here, then you can either leave, or,” she inched the second shot glass a little closer to him, “you can get tipsy and actually have a good time.”

Jughead rolled his eyes and shook his head again.  “No,” he refused.  “No way.”

“Aw come on, Jug,” she whined, sticking out her lower lip.  “Just one shot?”

Jughead hesitated for a moment, eyeing the shot glass.  “No.”

“You hesitated,” (Y/N) pointed out.

“No I didn’t,” he argued. “I’m not drinking anything except soda and water here, (Y/N).  Think of me as your designated driver.”

“Jughead, we walked here.”

“Then I’m your designated walker,” he shrugged.  “You and I both know you’ll be too drunk to walk properly.”

“One shot is barely gonna get you tipsy,” she countered, still holding the glass out towards him. “Come on, Jug, let loose.  Have a bit of fun.”

“I am plenty fun when I’m sober,” he defended himself.  

(Y/N) rolled her eyes. “Sure you are.”

“You know what? Fine.”  Jughead snatched the shot glass out of (Y/N)’s hand, ignoring the growing smirk on her face.  “Just one shot, though.”  He quickly took the shot and handed the empty glass back to (Y/N).  “Happy?”

(Y/N) laughed as she walked towards the dance floor, “Very!”

She sits beside me like a silhouette
Hard candy dripping on me ‘til my feet are wet
And now she’s all over me, it’s like I paid for it
It’s like I paid for it, I’m gonna pay for this

Two hours into the night, (Y/N) was drunkenly dancing with strangers.  She, with her magical powers of persuasion, managed to convince Jughead to have a few drinks.  He wasn’t nearly as drunk as (Y/N) was, but he was definitely tipsier than he expected. However tipsy he was, though, there was no way (Y/N) would be able to drag Jughead onto the dance floor.

He watched from the sidelines as she danced with some guy who was definitely older than her.  She, in her joyously drunken state, didn’t seem to mind.  His hands were on her waist, and Jughead watched as they slowly inched down towards her ass.

“Hey!” he yelled, storming onto the dance floor.  (Y/N) and the man’s heads snapped to look at him.  “Hands off of her, buddy.”  The guy rolled his eyes as he held up his hands in mock-surrender.

“Whatever, dude,” he scoffed as he walked off.  

(Y/N) grinned at Jughead, causing him to send her a confused glance.  “You’re on the dancefloor,” she noted.

Jughead rolled his eyes. “Only to protect you.”

“How sweet,” she cooed, grabbing his hand.  “Since you’re here, let’s dance.”  

Jughead tried to pull her in the opposite direction.  “Let’s not.”

“Aw come on, Jug,” she pouted, too drunk to resist his tugs.  “You haven’t danced with me all night.”

Jughead glanced at the exit, and then he turned to face a moping (Y/N).  He rolled his eyes as he sighed, “Fine, but only one song and then we’re leaving.”

(Y/N)’s grin returned as she led him to the dance floor.  “It’s a deal.”

It’s none of your, it’s none of your
“I’m having your baby (hey), it’s none of your business.”
“I’m having your baby (hey), it’s none of your business” (it’s none of your, it’s none of your)
“I’m having your baby (hey), it’s none of your business”
“I’m having your baby, it’s none of your business” (it’s none of your, it’s none of your)

“Come on, (Y/N), we’re almost there,” Jughead had his arm wrapped around her waist, her arm slung around his shoulders.  “I thought you’d be able to hold your alcohol better than that.”

“Maybe I just like it when you hold me like this,” (Y/N) flirtatiously whispered with a smirk.  Jughead ignored the butterflies in his stomach as he continued to trudge towards the hotel.

“Just a little bit further,” he muttered, practically dragging (Y/N) along next to him.  When they reached the hotel, they both stumbled into the elevator.  Jughead kept his arm firmly wrapped around her waist until they stood in front of her door.  “Can you make it into your room alright?” Jughead jokingly asked, but there was a bit of concern behind it.

“I’ll be fine, thank you, Jug,” (Y/N) laughed as she unwrapped her arm from around his shoulders. She walked into her room in a perfectly sober manner, causing Jughead to question if she really meant it when she said she liked it when he wrapped his arm around her waist.  Right before she shut her door, she winked at him, leaving a flabbergasted Jughead standing alone in the hotel hallway.

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Smile Like You Mean It || Peter Parker [[request]]

[[request prompt: …could you do a Peter Parker x reader where the reader is super shy and Peter is paired up with her and he sasses someone and she giggles and he starts falling for her and since they’re both awkward in general it’s super cute and simple.]]

I’m really super excited about writing this, because i’m such a sucker for fluff ♡ i also went a little overboard writing this, so it’s going to be a tad bit long ;w;

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{{added note: for clarification, the reader and Peter are JUNIORS at Midtown High}}

{{request status: closed}}

word count: 6,000+

don’t repost/plagiarize this story! reblogs are fine!

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Originally posted by marvelmuggle

Throughout his whole life of attending school, Peter Parker only had one person who seemed to hate him with a burning passion, and that person went by the name of [Full Name]. 

Ned often told him that he was overreacting; that there was no way a quiet girl like [Name] could hate anyone, but Peter honestly believed otherwise. 

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anonymous asked:

Hello FYDK-Translations, I am a new fan of Do KyungSoo after watching the drama " I Remember You " last week then discovering this blog, a dear friend telling me about his friendships with Jo InSung, KWB, LKS, IJH, etc. Could the admins point to favorite quotes, interviews, etc that will help a new fan best appreciate him? PS I am sending this message again as not sure if you have seen the first, plz disregard if so! Many thanks : )

hello and welcome! very sorry for the wait. choosing ‘best ofs’ is hard, but i can pick out smaller things that have personally amused or touched me while translating (late 2014 and on) that also speak loudly about kyungsoo as a person. i hope this is in line with what you wanted.

..there’s actually more, but this list is already long enough. on a final note, highly recommend watching his solo cooking broadcast, his appearance on running man with jo jungseok, this radio hosting with fellow exo member chen, exo’s appearance on knowing brothers, and exo’s showtime if you’re interested and have the chance! it’s… a lot, but there’s only so much that translated text can convey about a celebrity. and he’s a pretty decent one to follow, all things considered.