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anonymous asked:

You've probably been asked this before, but do you have any fics that have a lot of hits/views? Or some of your favourite fics? I'd prefer it to be fluff, or angst, but if it's the tiniest bit of smut then it's fine. Your blog is lovely btw xx 💕

Hey! Thanks for asking! If you’re looking for what I recommend, here is my top 5 fics (for far), some of my favourite lesser-known fics, and some of my fave long fics (over 40k words).

Note: I am just listing these by the number of hits each fic as gotten, not by my personal recommendation, although some of these you may have seen on my fic rec lists! Fics with *** have an archive warning (ex. graphic depictions of violence). I did not include one fic because of extreme graphic violence, but you can easily find it on ao3 if you want to read it! Please read at your discretion.

Without further ado, here is a list of the 26 most popular YOI fics on ao3!

Originally posted by ajwolf84


26 Most Popular YOI Fics on AO3


  1. Quad Lutz by iamalivenow, Explicit, 47k (WIP)
  2. You Can’t Plan for Everything by RivDeV, Explicit, 118k (WIP)
  3. Unwritten by kaizuka, Teen, 34k
  4. Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches by Reiya, Explicit, 166k (WIP)
  5. like your french girls by ebenroot, Teen, 102k
  6. On My Love by RikoJasmine, Teen, 48k (WIP)
  7. starstruck by shizuoh, Teen, 52k (WIP)
  8. Praise Please by surveycorpsjean, Explicit, 5.2k
  9. solo and pair by calciseptine, Teen, 22k (WIP)
  10. Always My Soulmate*** by Watermelonsmellinfellon, Explicit, 53k (WIP)
  11. Winter Song by proantagonist, Explicit, 80k (WIP)
  12. Fever by MilkTeaMiku, Explicit, 15k
  13. Yutopia by AnimeFanime, Explicit, 39k (WIP)
  14. Melodies Unheard, but Felt All the Same by Watermelonsmellinfellon, Mature, 76k
  15. From The Moon by ButterBeerBitch, Mature, 4.8k
  16. Blue Roses by Fauks, Gen, 40k
  17. Distance by surveycorpsjean, Explicit, 5.1k
  18. all the world’s a stage by braveten, Explicit, 112k
  19. Expomise by thankyouforexisting, Teen, 71k (WIP)
  20. Switched by GhostsOnSaturn, Teen, 23k (WIP)
  21. i’m not upset by bixgchan, Teen, 2.4k
  22. SkateSquad™ groupchat by stxmph, Teen, 47k (WIP)
  23. i know my madness by astoryaboutwar, Explicit, 14k
  24. Different is Good by dia_dove, Explicit, 2.1k
  25. Signs of Love by dia_dove, Explicit, 86k (WIP)
  26. Masquerade*** by Ashida, Explicit, 46k (WIP)

whatamidoinidk  asked:

(please bear with me) Okay, so, I'm a 15 year old freshman in highschool, and I've wanting to create some sort of series, whether it be a comic, or something else for a few years. I haven't too serious about it, but after one my of my friends showed me your video, for some reason, i was especially inspired. Now, I already have one character... but that's all i got. How did you come up with the things in your film? And did you ever experience "writer's block"? and if so, how did you deal with it?

No worries dude!  So okay, I’m gonna’ be honest, when I read this, I was hit with such a weird mix of, like, “god this is literally impossible to answer”, and “man I remember feeling that way when I was 15″.  So I guess the best thing I could do is elaborate.

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Friends// Jeon Jungkook

➤ Pairing -  Jeon Jungkook x Reader

➤ Summary -  Getting annoyed by your coworker from work, who happened to have an office crush on you and also found you eating alone at one of your favorite restaurants, you ask your brother’s best friend, Jeon Jungkook, to save you.

➤ Word Count -1,263 

➤ Genre - Fluff/Slight Angst

➤ Warning(s)/Heads-up - None

  Author’s Note - I’m sorry I made you guys wait for a +1 week(s) for an update of mine! I’ve been busy with school and my main blog, but here it is! I hope you enjoy it~ I’m also sorry for the fluff part. I’m terrible at being a fluffy person. This is also a one-shot for a baby boy for turning a year older!

  Admin - Admin Yoongz


“Yeah, Namjoon, that’s really interesting. Please go on,” you sarcastically insisted, but your coworker, Byun Byung-Ho, did not seem to pick up the sarcasm part. Sighing, you propped your chin in your right hand, looking around the restaurant bored as Byung-Ho kept talking.

When we he going to get the idea that you just wanted to go home?

Apparently, never. He kept going on and on about boring paperwork that you did not even partake in, being that you and Namjoon had two different jobs for the same company.

“I’m sorry, I’ve got to use to ladies’ restroom real quick. I’ll be back out in a few minutes,” you smiled at him lightly, watching him nod and smile back, then dashed off to the restroom, wanting to get away from Byung-Ho as you could.

He was a sweetheart, he really was, but he could be one of the most boring person you could have ever met. You two only saw each other in the office, but that was only if he needed assistance from you or another one of your co-workers, mainly you. He only seemed to talk about business with you, and that was so boring to the extent of falling asleep while having a conversation with him.

You scrambled around in your purse, finding your phone and quickly unlocked it. You scrolled through your contacts, needing someone to desperately save you from this disaster.

Humming to yourself, you saw your best friend’s, Ahn Hee-Yeon. Clicking on the message bar, you started to type, but then suddenly remembered she was going on a date with her girlfriend tonight, being that she’s been busy with her comeback, and wanted to spend the next week with her, and had told you to only contact her when it was an emergency.

Sighing, you backed out of the screen, scrolling to find your older brother’s contact, smiling you pressed it but groaned when he sent you a text to not bother him as he was practicing for his own upcoming come back and back out of the screen once more.

Groaning to yourself, you wondered who else to text to save you, scrolling the last few, you had come upon Jeon Jungkook’s contact name Kookie🍪”  and he had told you nothing of not to bother him.

Smiling to yourself, you quickly texted Jungkook’s number.

[You-8:30 p.m.] Jungkook, can you please come pick me up at the restaurant a week ago we went to a week ago?

[Kookie-8:31 p.m.] Why? I’m playing Overwatch.

[You-8:32 p.pm.] Because this guy from my work won’t stop talking to me about work and I can’t call Hee-Yoon or Yoongi. Please come get me

[Kookie-8:33 p.m.] Fine.

Smile triumphantly, your stuffed your phone back into your purse and walking out of the restroom, going back to the place you were seated at, seeing Byung-Ho smile at you when you sat down.

“I’m sorry I took so long and made you wait.”

Namjoon shook his head,” It’s alright. I don’t mind.”

Nodding, you listened to him till you saw Jungkook hurrying towards you.

Being that you had been through the same situation as him not long ago, you promised each other you’d help each other getting out of any sticky situation with anyone.

“Y/N! You need to come to the dorm. Yoongi fainted,” Jungkook fake heaved, pretending that he ran all the way here, his scared looked almost real.

Widening your eyes, you nodded and look back at your co-worker and quickly grabbed your things, “I’m so sorry. I need to go make sure my older brother is okay.”, and ran out with Jungkook, only stopping when you ran to the next corner.

You smiled, pulling the small hairs back that escaped from your ponytail, at Jungkook, “Thanks. You really saved me back there from falling asleep.”

Jungkook reciprocated the smile, nodding, “He looked boring.”

Shaking your head as you watched Jungkook call over a cab, following him into the backseat, “He is. He can be really sweet and nice, but it’s like work is the only thing he talked about, and office work is so boring.”


Jungkook’s smile faltered, the smile instantly being replaced with a frown for a quick second before putting on a fake smile. He felt a twinge of jealousy in his chest when you talked about your unnamed co-worker.

He didn’t like when you talked about other guys with him. It angered him and made him jealous.

He had no reason to be jealous though. You weren’t his, you two were just friends and that’s all you would be, to him at least.

Jungkook has liked you for the past year and only Jimin, Namjoon, and Seokjin. He trusted them not to blab to Yoongi that he had a massive crush on his younger sister.

Lord save him if Yoongi did find out.

Jungkook knew how angry and over-protective could get over you.

While on a day out with them, a man had come up to you and being the nice person you were, you conversed kindly with the stranger. Jungkook and Yoongi, as well as the other members, could tell he was blatantly was flirting with you, and you were the only person who couldn’t notice it.

When Yoongi noticed, he had grabbed the man by his collar and shoved him away from you, telling him to never talk to you again or he’d hurt the man for even breathing or glancing at his baby sister.

Jungkook felt a cold ripple go through his back, remembering how scary and frightening Yoongi could be and how the man had run away because of Yoongi.


You noticed how quiet Jungkook had gotten and nudged him lightly. He was looking out of the cab window, looking longingly in the distance.

Jungkook came back to reality after a few more nudges. You smiled at him, “Seriously, thank. He’s a good guy, but he’s not my type.”

“What do you mean ‘not your type’?”, Jungkook questioned curiously but hoped you wouldn’t answer with another man’s name.

“He’s not the person I find an interest in. Hmm.. the guy I like is tall, kind, gets jealous easily, and very cute.”, you smiled, looking at Jungkook. You giggled when his face turned sour and he huffed in annoyance. The daft man had no idea you were hinting it was him.

You watched him pout for a minute before you got out of the cab, arguing with Jungkook that you would pay the tab, but then he had already paid when you were getting out your money and went up to the dorm.

“You’re really cute when you pout, you know that right?”, you smiled, looking up at him.

“W-What?”, Jungkook stuttered, not wanting to look at you while his cheeks started to turn a bright red color.

“I said you’re cute, Jungkook. In the cab, I was hinting I like you. You are my type, but you were too busy being jealous and pouting to realize it.”

He looked down at you as you reached your hand to ruffle his hair, but he caught it, holding your wrist in his hand,”You’re not joking, are you?”, he asked quietly.

“No, Jeon Jungkook I am not lying.”, you rolled your eyes at him.

He smiled brightly before leaning down and capturing your lips in his, softly moving them against yours.

“Y/N- Yah! Jungkook! Get off my little sister!”, Yoongi shouted, heading towards the two of you as Jungkok looked down at you, scared.

“Run!”, you yelled, grabbing Jungkook’s hand as you ran out of the dorm.

Bucky Barnes Imagine- It’s You

A/N: I found this soulmate au somewhere but I don’t remember what blog it was from. Credit goes to that blog for the idea!

Warnings: Mentions of past torture and most likely a swear word

Third Person POV

Everyone is born with a soulmate when they come into this world and can hear a certain phrase being said in their head over and over in their soulmate’s voice. That was why James Buchanan Barnes was confused when he never did hear another voice inside his head. He waited forever to hear the words his soulmate would say to him, but they never came. Bucky then spent his days wooing women to try and mask the hurt he felt since he figured he didn’t have a soulmate. Then came the day he fell from the train.

Bucky had awoken and been put under too many times to count at this point. He had no concept of time when he was being tortured and used by Hydra. It was on a random day when he was about to be put back into cryofreeze that he heard a voice echo through his head. ‘Do you think fish get thirsty?’ It asked and he barely had time to register what that was before he was asleep once more.


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anonymous asked:

I really love your blog! May I please request either MC walking in on Seven in a towel after he just got out of the shower, or vise-versa? Thank you in advance! <3

Okay this has been in my box for a while and I giggle every time I see it. Here you go anon! 😘

Also, to the person who sent me some pointers, I hope I did a little bit better job dragging things out! Thanks!

WARNING: THIS CONTAINS SPOILERS

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Saeyoung Choi was having one hell of a day. He’d worked non stop for two days straight, and his girlfriend and brother were both pissed at him. For “not taking care of himself” or something along those lines. It was only the second time this week! It wasn’t like he was making a habit out of it! He sighed as he slipped into the bathroom, shedding clothes as he headed for the wall in shower, setting his glasses on the counter.

He didn’t even bother to look up as he stepped under the spray, rubbing his eyes as the hot water hit his back. That’s when Mr. Choi, master hacker and former Agent 707, realized he hadn’t been the one to turn on the shower. He slowly raised his head, stepping forward to get his head out of the water - and instead walked right into you. His breath caught at the sight of all that skin, his cock growing hot and heavy with his arousal.

You looked up at him, one eyebrow raised. “Well hello, Saeyoung. I didn’t know this was a communal shower!” His face burned as he stammered out an apology, one hand flying up to smack over his eyes. “I-I’m sorry! I didn’t know anyone was in here!” You held back laughter at his expression of horror and embarrassment, slowly moving towards him.

“You know…you’re lucky it wasn’t Saeran in here. He’d never let you live it down! I’m sure you can make it up to me…somehow.” You pulled his hand away from his face, slowly placing it around your waist as you licked your lips. His eyes followed the movement, heat grumbling inside of him. “I…thought you were still mad at me?” He sounded unsure as he looked at you, trying to stop his hands from roaming. “Oh,” you said, “I AM mad. But…I know a way you can make me…VERY happy.”

Saeyoung didn’t need any more encouragement than that, his mouth covering yours as steam wrapped around you. “I’ll have to work hard then,” he growled. He dropped to his knees, sucking at the skin on your hips and thighs before moving to the heat between your legs. He toyed with your entrance, tongue making light strokes up and down before circling your clit. You gasped under his touch, heat beginning to pool in your hips as each slide of tongue brought you closer and closer.

Before you could come he was on his feet again, his hands playing with your tits as his mouth met yours. You could taste yourself on Saeyoung’s tongue, and it was driving you wild. You felt yourself drifting away from the edge as he slowed his pace, being practically lazy as he molded his body around yours. His kisses became hotter, making your knees shake with longing, and he grinned wickedly against your lips. He fisted a hand in your wet hair, pulling you closer before using it to turn you around.

Saeyoung pushed your head forward and you bent over as one finger slid into your wet pussy, a moan tearing from your throat. He pulled it out of you, dripping with juices. Before you could complain, he gripped your hips and slid his cock deep inside you, a load groan coming from him. He rolled himself forward and started pounding into you at a relentless pace, one of your hands going to rub the sensitive spot between your legs.

You gasped as your body shook with the need for release, your thighs clenching as the heat began to spread and build once again. Saeyoung moved one hand to your ass, groaning loudly as he slid a finger inside you. You gasped at the new sensation, his finger moving in and out of your hole as he pounded you towards oblivion. “Sae-Saeyoung! I’m gonna…I’m gonna-!” You came with a scream, stars bursting behind your eyelids as you clenched around him.

“Oh, I’m not done with you yet,” he growled. His hips moved even faster than before, another finger sliding into you. You cried out at the extra pressure, enjoying the way his legs tensed when you moved your hips just so. He slid out of you, adjusting himself in front of your ass before slowly gliding in, watching your face to make sure you weren’t in pain. When he was fully sheathed he began moving slowly, your mouth thrown open in ecstasy. He began moving faster and faster and moved his clean hand to your pussy, playing with your clit until you were screaming and clenching around him.

Saeyoung came with a yell, blowing himself inside your ass as he gripped your hips hard enough to bruise. He slid out as you slowly stood up, cum dripping from your hole. You looked down at yourself and laughed, “guess it’s a good thing we were already in the shower.” You weren’t sure if his face could get any more red as he helped you clean up, stepping under the still warm spray. He held you close, arms wrapping around your middle and head coming to rest atop yours.

“I’m, uh…I’m sorry I worked so long. Can you manage to forgive me, oh fair maiden?” You could feel the words rumble through his chest as he spoke.
“Do you really need to ask? Of course I forgive you, you big lug. Just…get some rest today, okay?” He grinned wickedly at your words, a devilish light playing in his gold eyes as he brought his mouth down to rest against yours.

“Oh, I’ll get some rest…tomorrow.”

anonymous asked:

Good luck with your blog! Could I get some sfw and nsfw headcanons for the best boy Kenma? (Like the ones you did for that durarara character) thanks !

kenma’s so soft i lov him sm and thank u!!!

fandom: haikyuu!!
warnings: sexual situations. 

SFW:

  • He’d literally play games with you. Like this is the most basic headcanon, but he’s not really a person who talks too much, so like, this is his own way of talking to you. If you’re playing a multi-player game, he always makes sure to take it easy on you just in case you can’t match up to his skill, but you always surprise him by beating him. He still does it out of courtesy. And he likes to see how happy you get when you win. He has a tiny smile that pulls at one end of his mouth and he’ll pause his game just to watch you celebrate your little victory.
  • You get jealous of Hinata sometimes. He tends to get excited when talking about Hinata, and you always act passive aggressively and then spend time with Kuroo or someone else, and they’d get the brunt of your anger. Kenma would ask whoever it is you’re hanging out with, if there was something wrong with you and they’d just shrug and say that he needs to talk to you. So, he does. When he finds out it’s Hinata you’re jealous of he tries to make it up to you, by putting more effort into conversation. It’s really cute, so you pretend to be mad at him for a little longer.
  • He’d totally teach you the semantics of volleyball. He’s really good at explaining things (despite him not wanting to interact with people), so instead of physically showing you, he’ll explain it as if he’s explaining the game to his own team mates, but in a more simplistic way with less volleyball jargon, because he doesn’t know if you’ve picked up on it or not. If you insist on wanting to physically play, he’ll humour you and play with you.
  • You help him out with clothes that are fashionable and practical but at the same time, they won’t draw any attention to him. He still gets the attention, which makes you jealous. He secretly loves it and lets you buy him clothes all the time. Sometimes you consider buying him ugly clothes so that he won’t get attention, but you know that he’ll manage to pull anything off.

NSFW:

  • He’s so quiet during foreplay (the giving end, not the receiving), he likes to give you his undivided attention though, so he makes sure that during foreplay he reads your reactions well, because he’s not too big on dirty talk. Or any talk. Sometimes he’ll ask questions like “Does that feel good?” “Do you like it when I touch you like that?” when he knows you feel good because he can see your reactions clearly on your face. It’s his version of teasing, you can’t even tell sometimes due to your state, but you’ll pick up on it and when you whine, it elicits a smirk from him and fuck, if you don’t find that to be the hottest thing ever.
  • He loves getting head. The best part for him is that he gets to grip your hair with however much effort you’re putting in. If you go faster, his grip’ll get tighter. He doesn’t even have to say anything, but you know that you’re getting a reaction out of him, because of that.
  • Ride. Him. You on top? He fucking loves that shit, like any pace but consider him being in a chair, and you riding him whilst both of your bodies are pressed together tightly, and you feel so goddamn feverish. It feels so good that you literally think you’re going to pass out, and Kenma’s fingers tracing your spine, holding you as close to him as possible. 
  • He gets so distracted when you put your hand down his pants whilst he’s playing a game. He might act all impassive, but you can see him clench his portable console so hard that his knuckles turn white. He doesn’t stop playing, he still tries to continue and with every movement you make, it effects him so much. You watch his face for any signs of pleasure and eventually he’ll pause the game for a second to clench his eyes shut before resuming. That doesn’t last long. He pulls you into a hot kiss. It’s one of your favourite reactions. Especially when he’s trying so hard not to give in but he knows he will.
Shell of a Person

Anon asked: #42 with Two-Bit? Thank you! ♡ I love your blog, btw.

Warning: Cheating, suicide attempt (not extremely descriptive)

42. “Go then, leave! See if I care!”

The more you try to explain the more he yells. For months, you’d been cheating on him. It was an impulsive act. One you deeply regret now. It wasn’t fair to him. He’s a fantastic boyfriend. It was just the adrenaline rush that cheating gave you. Thinking you could get away with it. You did for the longest time, until the guilt hit you. You didn’t talk to anyone for weeks, especially him.

“And how do they make you feel? Better than me? Do they love you more? They’re probably using you for your body. Come on say something,” Two-bit shouts.  

“I don’t feel the same. I’m so numb.”

His eyebrows furrow. “The same? About what?”

“I just feel–I feel like a shell of a person.”

“Why?”

“Because I know I did wrong but I don’t know how to fix it.” He begins to pace back and forth in front of you. You’re sitting on the couch, facing the television. You had called him, asked for him to come over. Once he walked in the door, your secret fell out of your mouth. You’ve never seen someone so mad before.

After what seems like years, he says, “You can’t fix it. It’s already been done. There’s nothing to undo it.”

“I want to take it back. Those months. You’re right, Keith, they don’t love me.”

“I want to forgive you. I really do, but I can’t. I can’t stay here any more. I’ll have Pony come get my stuff tomorrow.” He begins walking towards the door.

“Go then, leave! See if I care!” you shout without thinking. He stomps out of the house, slamming the wooden door behind him.


You cried all night, so by morning when you woke up, your face was red and puffy. By then, you were done with crying. After waking up, you’d sat up only to slump back onto the couch. You lay there in your own thoughts, no one to talk to, laugh with. Just silence.

A loud knocking on the door startles you. You voice is hoarse and broken as you quietly say, “It’s open.” Ponyboy enters. Since the last time you’d seen him, he’d grown stubble, but he is still the same sweet boy you know and love. 

“P-Pony?”

“(Y/N)?”

“I’m sorry.”

“Why are you apologizing to me?”

“Because I’m not going to be here for much longer.”

His face contorts. “You’re moving?”

“Here as in here. I’m such a fuck up. I hurt the sweetest guy in the world because I was selfish.”

“Here?” he asks, still clearly confused.

“I took pills from the—” The world goes dark.


Bright lights are the first thing you see when your eyes adjust. At first, you think you’ve moved on to another world, but you see the blinding lights of the hospital on the ceiling. You try and speak, but your throat is clogged. Or stuffed?

Your arm feels heavy, but you raise it to your throat, feeling the tube inside. 

“She’s awake!” you hear a voice shriek. You moan silently, telling them to quiet. Your head is about to explode.

“One second, honey,” a sweet voice next to your ear says. The person removes the tube from your throat and sits you up. You see a lot of people in the room, everyone is blurry except the African-American woman standing net to you. She turns to everyone else in the small, crowded room. “Leave,” is all she says and they obey.

She smiles down at you. “Now, tell me why.”

“Who….are…..you?” you ask slowly.

“Betty Swans. I’m the doctor. You nearly over dosed on numerous prescription drugs. The dark-haired young man said you passed out right in front of him. He ran all the way here with you in his arms. But what I want to know is why.”

“I cheated on my boyfriend. I told him because I felt horrible about it. I didn’t want to be here anymore. I didn’t think anyone cared.”

“If your boyfriend is the greaser with the Mickey Mouse shirt, who’s been crying and coming in every 5 seconds, I’d say you have more then a handful of people who care about you. All those people who were in here before were all for you. They care. You matter to them. If you’re gone, who will love them the same way you do? If you’re gone, people will notice.” She stands and walks out of the room.

“(Y/N)!” Two-bit rushes in. “Don’t you ever do that again,” slow tears begin to fall from his eyes. “I thought you were gone. I need you. You keep me sane. Without you, I can’t be me.”

Audrey x Harry-Swimming Headcanons

Requested: By anonymous: Can you please do a headcanon of Harry teaching Audrey to swim, really fluffy and romantic, thank youuuu ( I love your blog! )

Warnings: none

Notes: I seriously did not know this was a ship but here it is! And thank you! 💙💜💙💜

(Not my GIFS)

Originally posted by descendantsdaily

Originally posted by lavendertitties

Harry is semi surprised to learn that his girlfriend, the princess who literally had a pool at her castle, didn’t know how to swim.
Then again, she didn’t seem like the kind of person who liked to swim.
That didn’t stop Harry though.

He told Audrey that if she was going to date a pirate, she would need to learn how to swim.
She agreed, but only because Harry flashed that smile of his.

The two of them go down to the Auradon pool, dressed in their swimsuits.
Audrey attempts to back out, she really just doesn’t want to/doesn’t feel like it.

Harry grabs her by the hands and starts walking backwards into the shallow end, slowly bringing her in with him.

They make their way deeper into the pool, but the second Audrey can’t touch the bottom and stay above water, she starts to freak out a little.
Harry calms her down, keeping his hands on her hips. He starts flirting with her, knowing it’ll put her at ease.

Harry starts showing Audrey how to float, keeping a hand on her stomach or back, this was the simplest part.
She relaxed once she was able to just float for a few moments.

He slowly removes his hands as she starts to swim after he showed her how to move her arms and legs properly.

It takes Audrey almost an entire lap around the pool to realize that she’s been swimming by herself, her pirate boyfriend almost three feet away.

Audrey swims over to Harry, grabbing his face and kissing him deeply. She could swim!

The two of them spent the rest of the afternoon in the pool, and now weekly head down there for swim dates.

Here’s a little information since people don’t understand the difference between where a blog is being remade and doxxing. Finding a blog of a predatory person to warn others is not illegal. It’s a blog a tumblr and it’s dangerous. It deserves to be outed. Doxxing is illegal as it literally finds out where you live. Is that better? Did you hear that? I know it’s hard with some people’s heads too far up their ass but somehow at the same time, kissing the asses of pedophiles. Are you happy you got approval of the lowest pieces of sh*t on earth?

anonymous asked:

How did you meet EG? Like, how are you that lucky?

With me being a huge nerd and being super intimidated of her for like a semester because I thought she was the coolest person ever


So, the first time we met officially, @egdramaqueen was sitting in the theatre hallway and said, “I’m really close to a follower milestone,” (I think it was 2,000 or something) and I thought she was the coolest person ever so I was like, “I can follow you!” 

Then she said, “Just a warning, it’s a Harry Potter roleplay blog,” and me being the huge nerd I am said, “Oh, that’s not a problem.” So that’s how I first got introduced to her and the community.

A couple months passed,

We got to talk during rush week and she was talking to me and said something along the lines of:

(I was a huge bit of a fan of her work, not gonna lie.)

Also, a lot of me cleaning her apartment.

But EG is probably one of the closest friends I’ve made at school, and she’s killing it in Italy right now, and I’m so happy I got to know her and proud of her accomplishments so far.

hey…. hey

if you think @tentaclerotica is a pedophile or sexually harassing people you can go ahead and unfollow me honestly  ✌️

i wanted to keep drama off this blog, i really did? but she’s my friend, and she’s a good, sweet, kind person, and accusing her of being into ddlg, sexually harassing minors, and being a pedophile literally for posting (with a warning!) nsfw content on her blog is going way too far.

so if you’re gonna harass her for posting what she wants on her personal blog, i don’t want you following me. 

anonymous asked:

Can i have an asexual + Logan Sanders aesthetic please?

I debated with myself on filling this one for a looong time because of your no real person rule, and the line between Thomas and the ‘sides is pretty thin (at least to me). But in more recent episodes they’ve been fleshed out and have become three dimensional characters, because of that they seem separate from Thomas now? I’ve tried asking Thomas how he feels about headcannoning the sides as things he doesn’t identify as on twitter and my personal blog, but you know how it is when trying to talk to large internet personalities.

I’ve thought about it though and I feel like if he did answer he’d say something like, “I’m so glad you guys can relate to and see yourselves in these characters” and then talk about how happy he is that we love him and the sides so much. So for the time being, I’ve filled your request, but be warned if Thomas ever says he’s not comfortable with people making head cannons about the sides I’m going to delete it.

Anyway, sorry for rambling, hope you like it!

yes, i am angry, but this anger is a result of fear, and if you were not contacted to delete my work then you are not, in fact, one of those the anger is aimed at.

i am more than pleased my work is loved, but what you may consider a compliment simply is an invasion of my safe place, and after weeks of personally asking blogs to remove my work and numerous public warnings, i am tired and backed into a corner.

i don’t want to stop producing work, especially since i have an audience, but i cannot risk further triggers, okay?

if you did contribute to this fear, but respectfully complied after i explained the issue then i have no quarrel with you, and you are forgiven. regardless of contribution, i hope you all have a fabulous day.

Hail Mary

Request:  Hi there! I have a oneshot request, if that’s okay. Can I request a Steve Rogers x Reader? Where the reader gets kidnapped by HYDRA and the avengers somehow find her diary? And in it are personal memories and things she doesn’t wish to share with anyone? But most are things about Steve? I know it’s oddly specific but I want to read something profound and beautiful and I think you’re one of the only blogs that can deliver that successfully. No pressure at all, love. Thank you! :)

Word Count: 2238

Notes: Oh my, this one was so much fun to write! I really hope you enjoy it and I did the request justice! Feedback is wildly appreciated with this one, as I’m very proud! Enjoy!

Warnings: Swearing, angst, and some minor violence. 

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If only a shower was enough to wash off the things you did and said, but it’s stuck to me like a layer of skin.

God, I hate you for this.

—  Nicole Torres // what a dirty way to feel
Headaches (Clint Barton x Reader)

A one shot with Clint about how he cuddles with you and does things for you when you have a killer headache and don’t feel good? - Requested by Anon

Originally posted by shutthefuckupthranduil

(credit to the person who made the Gif)

Warnings: Fluff and maybe swears!
Admins Note: Sorry I’ve been gone. Whoever requested this, hope you enjoyed this, I did my own take since you didn’t really go into detail on what you wanted to happen.
Also if ANYONE wants to help with this blog then please get in touch with me, I made a previous text post on how. I really need a co-admin. Rosalee.


To say it had been a long day for you was an understatement of the century. Your boss had been pressuring you for certain files that you couldn’t get hold of, a co-worker spilt coffee over your white blouse and on top of all things a headache that felt like some woodpecker was hitting your temple had started to form. It was slowly turning into the worse day of your life.

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anonymous asked:

46, 55, 61, 63, 65, 74, 85, 126 !!

46: Talk about your crush, if you have one!

i don’t have one rn, thank god !

55: When did you feel happiest?

when i go out with my mom, tbh. or even when we just stay in and watch a movie. it’s lame, but hanging out & having fun with my mom is the only thing that makes me happy at this point klsjsakl

61: What makes you unfollow a blog?

it depends ? i try to b patient & not unfollow ppl but like if u stan riverdale/cole sprouse or something that i unfortunately see a lot is like anons asking someone to tag nsfw images or trigger warning shit & the person is like ‘lol its just nips fuck u’ that… is so damn rude i’ll straight up block ppl slkjsklsj 

63: Favorite kind of person:

ppl that are genuinely interested in talking to me ? and like it’s easy to tell when someone rlly cares abt what you’re saying & if u do that to me 10/10 imma fall in love.

65: Name three of your favorite blogs.

this was real hard to get it to just three ? imma say @iridcscent, @yikesrpz & @lightwccds but i could literally make a huge ass follow forever bc so many of my mutuals r my favorite blogs. 

74: What is one random but interesting fact about yourself?

uhhh idk ? the first thing that comes to mind is that i love tattoos so much and they been my Thing since i was 13 but that’s probably just because i’m getting a new tattoo tomorrow so it’s all i can think about ? it’s not interesting tho um lemme think of something else. i really want to be a filmmaker ? i want to be able to write screenplays with decent female characters & people of color that are more than just filling in a role & i have so damn many ideas for lgbt+ storylines and tbh that’s probably why i love writing rp group plots ? bc 9/10 times i pretty much take the idea from a screenplay i wanna write and make it into a plot.

85: How many followers do you have?

i’m at 1070 rn so *wink wink* tell ya friends abt me & help me raise that number,

126: Something you hate about Tumblr:

the word problematic. it gets thrown around SO FUCKING MUCH & it just generalizes really bad situations and make all shitty behavior feel the same & i keep seeing 13 year olds on this hellsite compare child molesters to someone that wore a bindi once and like…. yeah they both did something bad but you can’t fucking compare ruining a child’s life to someone being insensitive & honestly we r not going to grow as a community and be all Woke if y’all don’t stop thinking about the world as black & white.

SEND ME A NUMBER BETWEEN 1 AND 170 !

HI! Welcome to my non-poetry blog!

most likely you found me through my poetry blog, @1-04-09-11, and, yes, this is the same person.

-why i created this blog-

I kinda feel guilty for not engaging with my followers, so I created this to use as a voice for my poet alter ego. I don’t post anything on my poetry blog, and I plan to keep that format, no reblogs, no tags (sometimes), no me.

i have a tendency of randomly going into hiatus and/or deleting my content with no warning or explication to why I did it. At first when I started out, it seemed okay as I didn’t have an audience that showed up, but know I realize that it’s not a good idea.

basically, I plan to log in to this blog at least once every week to give any updates of my main blog. If I decide to change the time which I upload my poems, for example, I will give a heads-up before making the change. I will be accepting submissions and requests for poetry ideas. I will be also doing side projects here, maybe some photography in the future? 

thank you to all the people that have been supporting me, it if only was for one day or three months, thank you.

i hope this fresh start is the beginning of something new and I’m looking forward to change.

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VIRUS WARNING!!

If you see either of these post around DO NOT click.

It’s supposed to be a link to a quiz that uses your blog to find out your personality. As soon as you click it the site will begin to act like it’s going through your blog, only to then bring you to a new page to download your results. As long as you don’t download the results you wont get any virus’s on your computer but it will still automatically reblog the link onto your blog. So like I said DO NOT CLICK THE LINK!!

If you did click the link than go to settings < apps < and then x out of it to delete it from allowing permission to post to your blog!

So look out for your fellow users! If you see that anyone reblogged this know it wasn’t intentional and send them a message so they know to delete it!