i finally finished it DEAR GOD

RFA+ Saeran reactions to a homemade Valentine from MC (bc they don’t have any money to go buy them something so making something is the next best thing!)

Homemade gifts are the best thing ever


  • You and Yoosung were both broke college students so fancy gifts were definitely off the table
  • Money was limited but you had enough to buy heaps of clay from the store since it wasn’t very expensive
  • It took a month before Valentine’s Day to make this (it would’ve been faster but Yoosung constantly being around made it hard to hide)
  • This was probably the greatest (and hardest) figure you’ve worked on so far and Yoosung was going to l o v e it 
  • “Happy Valentine’s Day, Yoosung! Open my gift first!” you said excitedly
  • Yoosung quickly and carefully tore off the red wrapping paper and unveiled the greatest thing he’s ever seen
  • It was an amazingly detailed figure of his and your LOLOL avatars doing a hero pose together arm-in-arm
  • He took lots of pictures to show off to his guild buddies and let it sit proudly on top of his desk
  • His guild members may or may not commission you to make their characters now


  • Baehee would be happy with almost any gift but you wanted her to really love your gift
  • You figured she’d want something she could use often instead of something she could easily throw out
  • So you went out and bought a bunch of plain colored mugs
  • You were gonna decorate all of these to her liking so she could have coffee in the morning and think of you
  • It took about a week to decorate all 7 mugs (one per day)
  • The morning of Valentine’s Day, Jaehee got up to make her morning coffee only to find brand new ones in the cabinet??
  • And holy crap they’re beautiful and amazing and she loves you so much
  • She takes two of them out and pour coffee into them, fixing the drink to your own likings
  • She brought it to the bedroom where she woke you up with a forehead kiss, handing you the hot drink
  • “I love these, MC. Thank you very much for this”


  • You thought long and hard about what to get Zen for Valentine’s Day
  • Something from the heart would make Zen more than happy
  • It finally came to mind on what you should do for him
  • There was one time Zen caught you singing in your room and he would not let go on how much he loved your voice, but you never sang around him again
  • So why not take his playlist and cover all the songs on there for him?
  • Seven could edit the audio and make a digital playlist as well as burn a cd with the songs
  • Not surprisingly most of the songs on there were his own
  • “H-here’s your gift, Zen, I hope you like it…” you handed him a pair of earbuds and his phone magically had a new playlist downloaded onto it (thanks seven)
  • Zen’s face produced a smile so big when he heard your voice sing his favorite song
  • He loves it so much and it’s like the only thing he ever listens to


  • Jumin can buy anything he wants so you definitely weren’t going to do that
  • You decided that you’d handmake something that he could never buy, something entirely unique
  • It took about two and a half weeks straight to work on it, but it was so worth it
  • You spent all your free time sewing together the perfect sweater for Jumin (you had a looot of free time)
  • It was navy blue, cotton, and had an Elizabeth 3rd face on the front
  • When Valentine’s Day rolled around, you excitedly presented the wrapped up gift to him
  • He opened it to reveal said sweater, and you swore that there was a twinkle in his eye
  • He loved the sweater so much, he wore it all the time (excluding to work because he needs to look professional there)
  • So proud to show it off because like ‘hell yeah mc made this and you can’t buy it with money i bought it with my LOVE’


  • For this year’s Valentine’s Day you decided that you would make something for Saeyoung because he can buy everything he wants online
  • So you put your idea into action, buying sewing supplies, cloth, ribbon, fake fur, etc
  • You were going to make a giant plushie of his dear Elly (like the size of those giant teddy bears)
  • It took like a month to make, and you had to work on it at Jaehee’s place so Saeyoung wouldn’t find out
  • When you finished, you drove home with it and carried it into the front door
  • “Saeyouuuuuung~ Come here, I have a gift for you!”
  • You hear fast footsteps rushing towards you before finally reaching the living room
  • “What’d you get me–OH MY GOD, ELLY!!!
  • He’s latched onto it and will not let go of it
  • You also think he’s crying


  • He’s never celebrated Valentine’s Day so you wanted his first gift to be very special
  • It was an easy idea to some to mind and it sure wasn’t a bad one
  • Saeran was very fond of sweets so why not make them yourself?
  • You spent the whole day before preparing a giant batch for him and his happiness was going to be so worth it
  • The next day you came up to him, handing him your crappily made heart shaped box
  • “Happy Valentine’s Day, Saeran! I made these myself, I hope you like them…”
  • He smiled and thanked you before popping one into his mouth
  • His eyes went wide and he kept popping more and more in
  • “Haha, I take it that you like them?”
  • You were responded with him shoving one in your mouth
  • They were really good

 Summary: In the end it was you and him. It was always you and him.

Word Count: 7.1k (!!!!!)

Notes: Dear God, it’s finished. My baby Dick finally has his own fic. I’ve been working on this for months, and I’m so happy that its finally finished. Its a giant read, I know, but I’d rather post it in its entirety than try to break it into pieces. It flows better this way, anyway. Enjoy!

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bangtan pokemon au! 


Title: I Mean It

Title: I Mean It 
Type: Slight-Angst(????), Fluff
Characters: Reader X Taeyong (ft. Taeil and Haechan/Donghyuck)
Word Count: 2, 287

A/N: Welcome to my first ever Taeyong scenario! Have fun!

Summary: It all started when he accidentally said “I love you”. 

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Okay so like I’m trying to finish re-reading in the midst of studying for finals and then I get to this part. Dear god does this break my heart for my poor baby bat. So instead of writing my paper y’all get a Feysand fic talking about this scene. It’s short but I can’t procrastinate for too long. Enjoy!

I own none of these characters. They are the sole property of our queen S.J. Maas.

I’m sorry. I could hear the choked back sob through our bond. My heart broke for the thousandth time since my darling had been taken from me.

Shh, I whispered across the bond, Everything is alright. I love you darling. It was a hard day so far for Feyre. Tamlin was acting as an insufferable ass, and pretending as if it was all in the interest of love. It took every ounce of my willpower not to winnow to the Spring Court and shatter the mind of the bastard that caused my mate so much pain.

You know it was a lie, right? Her voice was quiet this time, as if she was afraid of the answer. Again, my heart broke.

I know now, and that’s all that matters. I paused, trying to think of the right words to say. I know that you were struggling with accepting that it was okay to love again. To be loved. To open up and let somebody in again. I understand that you were afraid, not just of how others would see you but also of learning to accept true affection again. I adore you Feyre. I always have. That will never change.

At first, I received no response. My heart sank, fearful my words hadn’t been enough. Then, Thank you. I love you, came her reply. Though she was still hurting, I could feel her love pouring down the bond. 

Besides, I’m too irresistible. You’d have to come around eventually. I teased.

Prick. She fired back, but there was laughter in her voice. I must go now my dear irresistible mate.

Try not to think about me too much I purred. Her chuckle was her only reply. Gods, I couldn’t wait to see that smile again.

By Chance

Summary: Inspired by this prompt by @otpprompts, in which Lin sees a strikingly beautiful girl in the distance at an airport and gets himself into some trouble. 

Author’s Note: IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME, Y’ALL! I wanted to toss out something for you guys so you wouldn’t forget about me. This is just a quick little thing and hasn’t even been proof-read (so please, ignore mistakes you find) but I liked the prompt and wanted to get my writing skills back into use. 

Words: 2,083 (much longer than I intended) 

Warnings: None! 

Don’t forget to like, comment, reblog, or drop me an ask! I love hearing what you guys think! 

Lin had never been one to see a woman for only her looks. His mother and father had raised him right and he’d been lucky enough to work with talented, intelligent women. He knew there was definitely more than meets the eye to every human being. But there was something about the crowded, blurred people that swam in and out of his vision that drew his focus to you. You with a pen tucked into your messy bun, seemingly holding it in place. You with your foot bouncing, a show of your impatience. You, standing in line at one of the airport shops, rifling through your carry-on bag. Your furrowed brow, your pursed lips as you searched for your wallet. It was alluring, even if you never meant for it to be. Lin’s stare weighed heavy on your body. In this raw moment, he could’ve written verses about you. Then his phone chimed with a text.

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Someone that you think that you can trust is just another way to die ♣

“I have enough evidence in enough brown envelopes to send you down for the rest of your life, but I’m not going to do that to you. I’m going to promise you my undying gratitude, and that’s it. I’m not going to bribe you. I’m not going to be like you. I’m going to be like me in the hope you’ll be like you and live up to your reputation. The girls who work for you are clean and safe – I’d like to see that continue.”

No, he wouldn’t. Not Olivier de la Fère, the upstanding Olivier de la Fère, scourge of the back alleys and bordellos. He’ll promise her the world now, and he’d promise to be her baby if he thought it’d get him what he wanted. He’ll take down Rochefort, all right. He’ll take him all the way to Hell, and then he’ll come back up through the smoke and find her.

Misery Never Goes Out Of Style: Chapter 1

Pairing: Eventual G Dragon x Reader. 

Rating: Fluff.

Word Count: 1,945

Warnings: None, yet. 

Author’s Note: Um… this is going to hurt. You have been warned k-pop biddies.

Listening to Mind Over Matter by Young The Giant

Here’s my masterlist.. but it’s mostly Supernatural

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→ We’ve come so far my dear, Look how we’ve grown, 
I wanna stay with you until we’re grey and old

So i just finished Hannibal, and first off I’d like to say that the final fight could not have been more erotic if they had been fucking in full nude on my 56" television screen. From there, i dont know. I dont know what to do with my life other than consume ALL of the fanfiction i can read before i pass out or go blind. Also rewatch the whole show with commentary and onsume every interview anyone of the crew has done since it went off air. Dear God(hannibal) i have died and gone to fandom hell and i fucking love it here!! Please come join me in my pit.

To the spoiled brat, with love. [the sequel] (katlaska) - Spoky

A/N: Yesterday Primary Care was voted as ‘Best Fluff’ in the AQficAwards and I wanted to thank everyone who voted with more katlaska fluff. Thank you for supporting PC and I hope this fic makes you smile as much as you guys made me smile (dunno if that’s possible). xx

Beta credits to the amazing marble, thanks bae.

This one is a sequel, so please read the first part if you haven’t. And also read Exes For Cash by Mac, which inspired this entire thing.

Also! Words sent in by PC voters that I promised to use in this fic are: fire alarm, rushing, gila-monster, first kiss, sea-shore

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anonymous asked:

i finally decided to watch gravity falls and i finished the whole thing in a week and just cried my way through the second half of the finale dear lord that was an Emotion what do i do now

oh my god 

hrmmnn its been so long since ive been into anything gravy falls related but p sure the first thing you should do is find a copy of journal 3 and have More Emotions

red light special; gigi hadid

Your POV

I rummaged through my drawers searching for my sketch book and pencils. Today was the big day - the day that I finally get to draw famous model, Gigi Hadid. After this, my collection of drawings would be published and printed. The start of my art career was on the horizon and I couldn’t be more excited.

Gigi was scheduled to show up at half past noon and it was already eleven. That gave me a little over an hour to set up everything. Being the perfectionist I am, of course it took me the full hour and a half to make sure anything was looking okay.

Just as I put the last pillow in place, you heard a buzz and three knocks on the door. She’s here. I took a deep breath and wiped my sweaty hands on my jeans before opening the door. I don’t know what I was expecting to see, but what stood before me took my breath away.

She was more beautiful in person, and unsurprisingly she towered over me. I stood in awe as I just admired her features. She was dressed in a black cropped sweatshirt, skin-tight grey leggings, and bright white sneakers. On her face sat black, wire-framed glasses which, oddly enough, made her look even more stunning.

“Um, are… you um..okay?” Gigi asked as she waved a hand in front of my face.

I quickly snapped out of my little trance. My face immediately getting hot.

 “Oh, I’m so sorry for staring! Um… I’m Y/N, it’s nice to meet you, finally.” I said sticking my hand out.

“Gigi, nice to meet you, too.” She said putting her hand in mine and giving me a light smile. A smile so small that you almost couldn’t tell, but it still managed to make my mouth dry.

I cleared my throat before speaking again. “So, let me show you where you’ll be posing for the next 2 hours.”

“Lead the way.”

As soon as we arrived in the room, Gigi stopped in her tracks. I started to panic when she didn’t say anything.

“Oh god you hate it! I could take away a couple of pillows? Or maybe it would be better if I moved the blanket over th-”

“Y/N, girl it’s okay. I was admiring the set actually. It’s beautiful really. Are these sheets silk?” She said sitting down on the couch.

“Why. yes they are.”

“They feel amazing.” She sighed leaning back and soaking in the feeling of the sheets.

Oh my god.

That sigh sounded so sexual. This is gonna be a longer day than I thought.

As Gigi was getting changed in the bathroom, I was putting some finishing touches on the set. Once I felt like it looked perfect, I walked to the window and admired the scenery to calm my nerves. I heard a noise from behind me.

“How do I look?”

I turned around and I felt my heart skip a beat. She looked beautiful. She had on a black lace bra accompanied by a thin, white dress shirt left unbuttoned. On her bottom half she wore matching black lace panties. Her hair was left down and she wore minimal makeup. Her cute glasses were left on her face, making her look adorable.

“Oh my, Gigi you look great!”

She gave a shy smile. “Thank you, Y/N. So, how would you like me to pose?”

“Okay so, I want you to lay down on the couch with your feet towards the window. Make sure to pull the sheets up to about your belly button. Now, rest one arm under your head and lay one on your chest but make sure it’s relaxed, don’t be tense. And whatever you do, do not move.”

“Yes, ma’am! But before we start, I do have one question.”

“What is it?”

“What are the red lights for?”

“Well, my dear. They’re to set the mood and I think i’ts pretty calming.”

“Oh okay, I’m ready when you are.” She said getting comfortable.



“Well, that’s it.”

Two hours and one cramped hand later, I was finally finished my drawing and I was completely impressed with myself. This could quite possibly be the best I’ve done.

“That’s it? Really? That went by so fast! May I see?” Gigi said sitting up.

“Of course.” I handed her my sketch book.

“Y/N, oh my god this is so amazing! You’re very talented.” She exclaimed.

“Thank you.” I said taking my book and setting it beside me. “Can I get you some wine? Or do you prefer champagne?”

“Champagne would be nice, thank you.” She said wrapping the sheets around her shoulders.

I poured her a glass and sat next to her.

“Thank you so much for posing for me. I couldn’t imagine having anyone else do this for me.”

“No problem. It was fun.”

Gigi and I talked for an hour and shared multiple glasses of champagne. Needless to say, we were both a little tipsy.

“It was ridiculous! I had so much glitter in my hair. I was washing it out for hours! Look you could probably still see some.”

I let out a loud laugh. “Oh my gosh you can!”

“My girlfriend was teasing me for weeks about it.” Gigi sighed scooting closer and resting her head on my shoulder.

Wait… girlfriend?

“Oh, um, I didn’t know you were-”

“Yeah, being a lesbian is not what people typically think of when they think of a super model. I wish people would accept me and get over it.”

“How could anyone not accept, you Gigi? You’re perfect.”

“Me? Perfect? Please, Y/N. If anything, you’re perfect. You have a beautiful body, you’re talented and kind. There’s literally nothing wrong about you. Hell, you probably have guys chasing after you all the time.”

I felt my cheeks heat up. “Thanks, Gigi. But, I’m sorry to tell you that your assumptions are wrong. Guys don’t want me. I haven’t even had my first kiss.”

Just then, Gigi grabbed my chin and turn my face so it was close to hers. I could feel her breath on my face.

“Can I kiss you, Y/N?”

Before I could answer I felt her soft lips on mine. It felt incredible. I stuck my hands in her hair and she wrapped hers around my waist. I tugged on her hair a little and she let out a moan.

Fuck, that’s hot.

I felt bold, so I smoothly stuck my tongue in her mouth. That motivated me to keep going. We were completely focused on each other until we needed to pull away to breathe.

“Y/N, have you ever thought about being with a girl?” She said looking me in the eye.

“I mean, I’ve thought about it but I never knew who to experiment with.”

“Well, I saw you admiring me earlier. And after that kiss, I know I want you now more than ever. So, what do you say? Will you let me be your first?” She whispered.

“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”

Our lips connected again but this time, I pulled Gigi into my lap. Her arms wrapped around my neck and my hands trailed down her sides and rested on her ass.

Gigi started to grind her hips down on me and I could feel the wetness growing in between my legs. I let out a moan and gave her ass a squeeze, causing her to grind down harder. She pulled away and started trailing kisses down my neck.

“Gigi.” I let out a breathy moan.

“Does that feel good, babe?”

“Oh my god, yes.” At that moment, I knew that I wanted more than anything to fuck Gigi here on this couch. 

She grabbed one of my hands and placed it on her breast and I froze.

“Relax babe, don’t be scared.”

That was the little confidence boost I needed. I gave her breast a squeeze and she moaned into my mouth. She took off her bra and exposed her chest to me. The sight was mouth-watering. I peppered kisses across her chest and gently took one of her nipples in my mouth while one of my hands massaged the other.

She threw her head back and moaned my name.

“Oh my god, Y/N.”

She quickly pulled away from me and pushed my shoulders until I was laying back in the couch.

She pulled off my thin tank top and threw it across the room. She left wet kisses down my torso before she reached the button of my jeans. She toyed with it a little, making my already soaked center ache.

“Please, Gigi. Just take them off.”

As if she were trying to torture me, she slowly pulled my pants down my legs.

Once my jeans were off, Gigi just paused, staring at my panties.

“Damn, Y/N. I got you this wet? I’m going to make you feel so good, baby.”

She kissed my inner thigh and right above my clit. Just as I was going to complain about her teasing, she pulled my panties to the side and took my clit into her mouth and sucked.

“Fuck, Gigi.”

She moved her fingers from my hips and slowly towards my entrance. She slid two fingers in and I instinctively clamped my walls around her — encasing her fingers in wetness.

“Yes.” I wined, moving my hips against her hand. This only motivated her to move faster. She moved her face out from between my legs and just watched her fingers going in and out. She glanced up at me to see me toying with my breasts.

“Allow me.” She said as she took her free hand and started rolling my already hard nipple in between her fingers. Gigi was moving her hands at an agonizingly slow pace, but it felt so fucking good.

“Babe, I’m so close.” I said gripping the silk sheets on the couch and bucking my hips. Just as I was about to climax, Gigi pulled her hands away and say up. I whined in protest, instantly becoming sexually frustrated.

“You made me so wet, Y/N. I want us to cum together.” She said pulling down her panties and climbing on top of me. She lifted one of my legs up and slowly lowers herself down so our centers are touching. She let out a quiet whimper and started rolling her hips into mine. One of my hands rested on her waist and the other on her ass, making her move faster.

“Fuck, Gigi. I’m so close baby, don’t stop.”

This motivated her to move even faster. I slapped her on her ass.

“Shit, do that again.”

And I did just that. That seemed to send her over the edge as I felt her juices run down her thighs and onto me. Seeing her writhing above me was the last thing I saw before my eyes shut in ecstasy.

“Oh my god, Y/N. That was amazing.” Gigi said climbing off of me.

I just smiled in agreement. “I should hookup with girls more often.” I said pulling her down so her head rested on my chest.

“Indeed, you should.” Was the last thing she said before giving my neck a sweet kiss and drifting off into a deep slumber, right there on the couch.

Changes|| Suga, Jimin


Summary:  Break ups are always rough, but this time round you thought it wouldn’t be that bad with the help of a few of your closest friends.

Word Count: 1,065

A/N: I FINALLY FINISHED WRITING YOUR REQUEST MY DEAREST ANON OH MY GOD YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW BAD I FELT HAVING THIS BEING WRITTEN SO MUCH LATER THAN OTHER SCENARIOS! *ahem* I hope everything is okay with you my dear, and I hope you enjoy this scenario very much and are feeling sooooo much better! Also; my requests will be opening very soon so keep an eye out.

You stood out in the rain, your umbrella over your head as you looked at the man you had dated for so long. He looked apathetic at your heartbroken gaze, and you felt tears that had pooled around the brim of your eyes slowly flood over your cheeks. His hand reached out to brush against your shoulder in an indifferent attempt to console you. His mouth opened and closed slowly as the rain pelted harder against both of your umbrellas. He finally let out an icy breath of air as he uttered the words you never expected to hear.

“I’m sorry… It’s not you, it’s me.”

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Jerome x reader smut
Inspired by this
Word Count: 1970
Warnings: masturbation, oral, sex, language, blood (not much).

We played blind man’s bluff with the 9th Brigade 

Biting deftly at your lips, Jerome pulls at your dress, hands finding their way between your thighs. You gasp, opening your mouth for him to lick at your tongue. Fingers, pressing without humility against the fabric of your panties until you’re keening. Too soon, he takes his hands from you, wrapping his arms under your legs and dragging you up, your heat pressing against the defined bulge in his pants. You reach in through the neckline of his shirt, wanting to feel his skin under the fabric. You push further, but the peculiar softness of his shoulder ends when your hand drifts over viscous wetness. Jerome yelps when your fingers twitch in confusion, but still makes an attempt to claim your lips. “Don’t worry about it.”

You turn your head from him, unbuttoning his shirt further. “Jerome, you’re bleeding.”

“And you’re spoiling the fun. C’mon, doll, you’re killing me here.”

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“I really fucked it up this time, didn’t I, my dear?”

-Little Lion Man, Mumford and Sons

So this is finally finished. I saw a lot of people using this as an mh jam song and I liked it so much I decided to do a little art thing for it <3 

Also, lilies are associated with funerals and by proxy grieving, and poppies are associated with death. I like flower symbolism okay

(okay seriously like 90% of mumford and son’s songs apply to jam or just tim and jay in general)

(especially the enemy oh god so many feels help)