i have so much reading to do seriously


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I was not expecting this at all, i teared up when i read these comments.  Thank you guys so much for being so supportive <3 It means the world to me!  I’ll keep doing it the way I am :)  I’m hoping to be able to keep it up, but I’m running out of pictures and adulting has been kicking my butt lately.  We’ll see, for now I’m loving my stories too much to cut down lol :D 

here have some AUs as if there aren't enough on your dash already
  • “i came to the gym to work out but holy god i can’t stop watching you do one armed push ups that’s so hot” au
  • “this is totally awkward considering before this the only interactions we’ve ever had have been casual nods to each other in the hallway but there’s a huge fucking spider in my bath tub and you seem like the friendly neighbor type please help me” au
  • "you’re the only delivery person who gets to my house in any semblance of the word fast which is why i keep requesting you but you don’t believe me and tease me constantly about it” au
  • “okay i get it you’re a great thief and don’t want to go to jail but i’m the exhausted af detective that’s assigned to catch you i stg if you let me bring you in so i can sleep i’ll get you a good deal” au
  • "okay i get that there are no seats left in this cafe but like i am trying to read here no you cannot have this chair my feet are using it thank you very much please get out of my face now” au
  • “my parents moved me halfway across the world when we were twelve and before that we were best friends but now i’m back and moving in across the hall from you so hi?” au
  • “i’ve been travelling a lot and somehow you’re in every single city i go to seriously what the fuck who even are you how are you doing this” au
  • “we’ve been nothing but friends for our whole lives but then we played seven minutes in heaven on a dare and now i think i might actually be in love with you” au
  • “ngl i thought you were the weak one of this friend group but your whole life just went to complete shit around you and somehow you’re still acting the same so if you want to be weak you can be around me” au
  • “my guitarist quit the night before the gig that could mean the big break for a band that i have put my soul into and supposedly you’re really good but i swear to god if you screw this up for me i will hunt you down and slit your throat” au
  • “it seems we’re the only two people in this class that actually know what the fuck is going on want to team up for this project and ruin everybody’s lives” au
  • “we started arguing about which hogwarts house this one character would be in and we completely lost track of time and now you’re demanding i take you out to dinner is this a date” au
  • “i’m the private investigator that was hired by your ex to track you down and you totally caught me sitting outside your apartment in a rental car so hi what up” au
  • “i came to check out this support group but things have kind of been majorly sucking lately and you were there and i didn’t even know anything was wrong but we’ve known each other for months what gives” au
  • “i’m the lawyer helping you get custody of your daughter and oops you’re all kinds of adorable with her and also i think she’s growing attached to me is this good or bad” au
  • “i meant to text the contact one above you in my phone’s contact list for a booty call but i didn’t realize i hit your name until i sent it so now i’m just sitting here feeling those little three dots hardcore judging me” au
  • “we started dating after months of sexual tension between us but then you moved across the country so now we’re trying to figure out how to make this brand new relationship work long distance” au
  • “so not to be rude or anything but i’ve been coming to this cemetery at this time on this day every week for fucking years and i’ve always been alone up until now seriously what the hell” au
  • “it’s the middle of the night and i’m walking home alone in the dark and there’s this guy following me and he’s starting to gain on me and i found this phone booth with a lock on the door and i tried to call my best friend but my hands were shaking so badly i accidentally dialed the wrong number and i don’t even know you but help me” au

anonymous asked:

hello ! if it isn't too much trouble, could you compile a list of your absolute top 5 fics ? (that you've read so far) thank you !!!

Hey, friend! Thanks so much for this request! Disclaimer: THIS WAS SO HARD TO DO BECAUSE I LOVE SO MANY FICS! But if I have to narrow it down to just *gasps* 5 fics, then here they are! These aren’t in any particular order!

Originally posted by sairenji

My Top 5 Victuuri Fics (So far!)

Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches by Reiya, 147k (WIP)
Rivals AU where Yuuri’s main goal, ever since he was a child, is to beat Victor and win the GPF. SO MUCH ANGST (like, so much) and deliciously hot, hot, hot! You might die from reading this… it’s that good. This is SO GOOD! Seriously, it’s better than most published novels I’ve read!!! I AM 1000000% TOO OBSESSED BUT I DON’T EVEN CARE IT’S SO AMAZINGSFLA

ebony & ivory by wbtrashking (fan_nerd), Explicit, 20k
A little longer than your average one shot, but OH MY GOD THIS FIC IS AMAZING. Yuuri, a pianist, moves into a new apartment complex to play with the ASO. Not long after he starts practicing, he starts getting requests from his mysterious upstairs neighbour. THIS FIC CLEARED MY SKIN AND SAVED MY SOUL IT’S SO SO AMAZING

The Fundamentals of Caring by braveten, Explicit, 20k
One of my favourite hurt/comfort fics! Yuuri comes down with a nasty cold and Victor tries to take care of him the best that he can. Full of hilariously delusional Yuuri, caring Victor, and ALL THE FLUFF! So cute, definitely recommend! LOOOOOVE!!!

Amateur or Expert? by Watermelonsmellinfellon, Teen, 1.9k
AU where Yuuri is a ice skating instructor and Victor is thirsty for him and will do whatever it takes for Yuuri to get to know him. Even if that means pretending to not know how to skate at all, even though he’s a five-time world champion. VERY cute, lots of fluff, and Victor is hilarious in this. I CAN’T STOP SCREAMING!

all the world’s a stage by braveten, Explicit, 112k
AU where Victor is the the most famous actor in Hollywood and Yuuri is a silver medalist at this year’s GPF… and also has a huge crush on Victor. Yuuri auditions to become his skating coach for a movie with the help of Pitchit and cuteness ensues. Fun, great writing, good plot. Lots of fluff, some angst, and a little bit of smut. SO FREAKIN’ GOOD ASHDGALSJFHGSJ

BTS Scenario: Obey

Kim Namjoon X Park Jimin X Reader (Threesome)

Genres: Smut, threesome, dom and sub play

Summary: You and Namjoon had been dating for a quiet a while, although you both knew that Jimin had also had his eye on you. Through much convincing, Namjoon finally agrees to let Jimin have you for one night, one on condition: he gets to watch. 

Word Count: 3.0k

A/N: This might be the kinkiest thing I’ve ever written (man, I’m not even Christian and I think I need Jesus after writing this), seriously I got super into it. This one-shot is SUPER kinky, so read at your own discretion~ 

***Thank you to anon for the request!***

***I do not own the gif***

“C’mon hyung, just this once,” Jimin begged for what seemed like the hundredth time. Your boyfriend, Namjoon, sighed as he rubbed at his temples, deep in thought. You sat on the couch across from the two of them, your hands folded gently in your lap as you listened to the two boys discuss Jimin’s proposal back and forth. Namjoon glanced at you as you sat back casually awaiting the verdict; a look of uncertainty crossed face for a moment before he sighed once more and turned back towards Jimin.

“Okay. Fine, you win.” He stated as Jimin sat back in his chair, grinning triumphantly. “Well, Y/N, what do you think?” Namjoon asked; both of the boys turned to look at you expectantly awaiting your response.

“I’m up for it.” You nodded at the both of them as Jimin sat back, a smile of excitement playing on his face. His eyes, filled with lust, narrowed as he looked you up and down, his tongue swiping across his lower lip.

“Then it’s settled, I get Y/N for one night?” Jimin asked avidly. This was something he had been wanting ever since the two of you met. You and Namjoon had immediately hit it off when you met the boys a few months back, but you knew that he wasn’t the only one who had eyes for you. Jimin had continued to express his interest even after you began dating Namjoon, constantly giving you suggestive looks and staring at your ass. There had been countless occurrences where he’d been standing all too close to you, even letting his fingers grace your thighs when he thought you wouldn’t notice. As subtle as he tried to keep it, you and Namjoon were well aware of his desire for you.

You weren’t exactly sure how you had arrived at the present situation where Jimin had at last convinced Namjoon to allow him a one-night-stand with you. You loved your boyfriend but you certainly couldn’t deny that you were attracted to Jimin as much as he was to you. After all, how could you resist the way he danced during all those practices you had attended, watching him grind the air with his hips and biting down on his lip when he got into the movements. You had no complaints against Jimin’s proposition so as long as Namjoon was comfortable with it.

“Yeah…wait. One more condition.” Namjoon spoke up abruptly before you or Jimin could move. “You can have her for the night, but I get to be there to watch it. Do we have an agreement?” Jimin silently cocked an eyebrow before speaking up.

“Sure, why not? It’s a deal.” He smirked as he eyes drew back towards you. He stood up and slowly made his way over to you.

“Ready to go?” Jimin whispered. He slipped a hand under your chin to tilt your face up to look at him, moving his thumb to rub against your bottom lip. You stared at him through your lashes and nodded, giving him a shy smile. A grin played at his lips as he reached down to grab your hand, pulling you off the couch and leading you toward the stairs with Namjoon following closely behind.


Upstairs, the door shut behind you and you watched as Namjoon made his way over to the arm chair across from the bed; he sat down as Jimin advanced over towards you. Jimin brought both of his hands to hold your face, bringing it up to look at him once more, making sure you were looking him in the eyes before he spoke up.

“Now, you’re going to obey everything I ask you to do. Is that understood?” He spoke in a low voice, his warm breath washing over you. His eyes shined with greedy desire as he moved one hand to begin roaming down your back. You nodded silently, feeling intimidated yet extremely exhilarated at his dominant tone over you.

“Good girl. Now, sit down.” He ordered, pointing towards the bed as he stepped back. You sunk down onto the mattress, staring up at Jimin as he towered above you; his eyes were filled with fire and lust. He briefly glanced across where Namjoon was seated before looking back down at you, bending down to grab hold of your jaw and bringing your face inches from his. Jimin smashed his lips against yours, taking your bottom lip between his teeth and tugging lightly. He stepped closer, grabbing your shoulders to push you to lay back on the mattress as he straddled you. Jimin sat up, pulling off his t-shirt in one swift movement before diving back down towards your neck where he sucked lightly on your collarbone, causing a breathy sigh to escape from your lips. His hands moved to grip your thighs, rubbing them up and down as his fingers pressed roughly into your skin. You could feel a wetness begin to pool between your legs as his hands disappeared underneath your skirt to grab a hold of your ass. You let out a breathless moan as he toyed with the waistband of your panties, his cool fingers running over your skin.

Jimin lifted himself up; he continued to stay in his straddled position over you as he hooked his fingers around the top of your skirt and pulled it off. He tossed it behind him before doing the same with your top, leaving you nearly stripped below him. He admired your bare skin below him as his fingers trailed over you, feeling your warmth. Jimin climbed off of you before repositioning himself on the bed and pulled you up to sit on his lap.

“I want you to grind yourself on me,” Jimin said, positioning one hand on your waist as the other moved to push your legs apart until you were straddling his thigh. “Ride me, babe.”

He reached behind you and fumbled with the clasp on your bra as you began to grind his thigh, increasing the hot wetness between your legs. Jimin squeezed your breasts, tweaking your nipples until they were hard as he dragged his lips across your neck and nibbled slightly at your collarbones. You glanced behind Jimin where your boyfriend was seated; he smirked at you, biting down on his lip as he watched you pleasure yourself on Jimin. Your eyes fluttered shut as you increased your pace to gain friction and began to moan softly before Jimin grasped your hips, forcing you to stop.

“That’s enough, don’t want you coming too soon, now do we?” He laughed darkly as he pushed you off of him and back down onto the mattress.

“Ah, look what you’ve done Y/N,” Jimin gestured towards his thighs; you looked down to where you had left a wet mess on his jeans. “This won’t do at all.” He said, smirking as he unbuttoned his jeans and shook them off.

“Turn around and get on your knees.” He commanded, lifting a hand to gesture for you to move. You obeyed and turned away from Jimin, locking your eyes with Namjoon as you rose to your hands and knees. Namjoon remained silent and you could see the growing bump in his own jeans as he shifted in his chair slightly. The bed creaked with Jimin’s weight as he crawled up behind you; his hands suddenly grasping the waistband of your panties as he yanked them down. He brought them around your ankles before his hand slipped between your slicked thighs, parting them slightly. Then, without warning, Jimin brought his other hand to crack down firmly on your ass. You screwed your eyes shut and let out a mixed cry of pain and pleasure as your skin began to sting in the aftermath of Jimin’s spanking. He smacked his hand down a few more times until your skin began to burn hot, your moans getting louder with each slap. By now, your legs were practically soaked, your wetness dripping down your thighs and onto the sheets. Your core ached for more as you grinded the air, sticking your ass out towards Jimin.

“Do you like being spanked like that, baby?” Jimin asked, reaching around to cup your breast as he whispered into your ear. You couldn’t find your voice to answer him, so you nodded in between moans. “And what do you say? Can you say ‘thank you’?”

“Th-thank you.” You managed, still trembling from the scorching sensation.

“Good girl.” Jimin slid his hand down from your ass to rest just between the tops of your inner thighs, his fingers instantly covered in your wetness. Jimin glided his digits along your slit before slipping one inside of you, slowly stretching you out before adding another. He worked you in and out, slowly pumping his fingers as you thrust your hips back in an attempt to quicken the pace.

“Don’t be too eager, kitten.” You received another sharp spank as he laughed darkly from behind you. He curved his fingers as he hit the right spot, sending you into bliss as your knees buckled underneath of you and a loud moan escaped your lips. Jimin removed his fingers from inside of you before reaching around to you once more.

“Taste yourself, babe.” He cooed, shoving slicked his fingers into your open mouth. Your eyes fluttered shut as you sucked on his fingers before he pushed you over to lay on your back. Without warning, Jimin dove down to slide his fingers back into you. This time, he brought his lips to close around your clit, his tongue swirling on the swollen bud as his fingers quickened their pace which made you quake with pleasure. You bucked your hips as you brought your hands to clutch as his hair, holding his head in place as he worked on you. His other hand moved towards his boxer briefs where he began to palm himself through his underwear. Jimin looked up at you through his hair and you could feel yourself getting closer to your climax as he flicked his tongue on your clit.

“Fuck, Jimin. I’m gonna-.” You spoke breathlessly as you arched your back. Suddenly, you felt Jimin lift his head and remove his fingers from inside of you. He hummed lightly to himself as he licked the wetness off of his fingers, keeping his eyes locked with yours.

“No, I don’t want you coming just yet.” He said, pulling you up and bringing your hand towards his boxers to cup his erection. He hissed as you pushed your hand against his member, lightly kneading it through the fabric of his underwear. You subconsciously slid your hand towards your slit as your core ached for Jimin, but you felt Jimin jerk your hand back before you could reach it.

“Don’t you dare touch yourself. That’s only for me to do.” He growled, keeping a tight grip on your wrist as he grinded himself against your other hand on his length. The air was filled with the scent of sex, intoxicating you. You whined, biting down on your bottom lip as you looked up at Jimin. His head was thrown back slightly and he swallowed hard as a throaty moan escaped from his plump lips.

“Fuck, baby, I need you right now.” He growled, pushing your hand away before reaching to tug his boxers off. “Turn around.”

You returned to your hands and knees, turning around to stick your ass out at Jimin before he lightly spanked it once more and pushed his erection against you. The feeling of his member pressed against your skin caused you to swish your hips hungrily towards him as he moved his hands to grip them, leaning close to your ear.

“Do you want this cock, baby?” He purred into your ear, teasing you as his length pushed further between your thighs. You nodded and whined wantonly as you attempted to grind yourself against him.

“Beg for it.” Jimin commanded as he clamped one hand around your ass. “Tell me how bad you want it.”

“P-please, Jimin,” you pleaded, “Please fuck me, I want your cock so bad.”

“Now you’ll only be allowed to come when I tell you to. Is that understood?” You nodded vigorously, desperate to feel him inside of you as the heat between your legs increased. “Good girl.”

Jimin positioned himself directly outside of your opening before grabbing a fistful of your hair in both of his hands, tugging on the strands as he slowly pushed in.

“Fuck, baby, you feel so good.” Jimin rasped, quickening his pace until he fell into a rhythm. Your eyes fluttered shut as you became light headed from the feeling of your walls clenching around Jimin’s length. He groaned throatily as he began to pound into you, his hips snapping against your ass with each thrust. Your entire body quaked as you moaned, echoing throughout the room.

Your eyes blinked open as you heard the squeak of a chair and hurrying footsteps towards you. You looked up to see Namjoon towering over you, his hands quickly reaching to unbuckle his jeans before sloppily shaking them off.

“I can’t take it just sitting there watching you get fucked like that, baby. I need you too.” He rasped, releasing his erection from his boxer briefs. Namjoon bent down to plant a kiss on your lips as he worked on himself. Jimin dug his fingertips into your hips, holding you down as he continued to slam into you. He pulled on your hair tightly with one hand, causing you to cry out in between moans. Namjoon reached down to grab one of your hands, bringing it to his member and hissing upon your touch. You closed your hand around his cock, gently working your hand up and down to the rhythm which Jimin was pounding you from behind.

“Let me have a taste of you, princess.” Namjoon stepped back, walking around behind you as Jimin removed himself from you. You whined at the emptiness between your legs, begging to be filled up again as you shoved your hips backward towards the two boys. Jimin came around you to replace Namjoon’s spot as Namjoon stepped forward, his fingers briefly dipping in between your legs. A moment later, you felt his lips close around your swollen clit, sucking lightly as his fingers toyed inside of you.

“You taste so good, baby.” He groaned, standing back up to position himself in front of your entrance. Without warning, he thrust in, filling you to the brim and sending a shockwave of pleasure through you. Your knees nearly collapsed with the feeling as he immediately quickened his pace to roughly slam his hips against you.

“You like it when I fuck you like that?” He growled as his hand cracked down on your ass. You cried out, screwing your eyes shut as an intense wave washed over you. “Moan as loud as you can, I want to hear you scream my name.”

“Fuck, Namjoon! That feels so good.” You groans echoed throughout the room, mixed with the grunts of the two boys before and behind you. Jimin worked on himself as you looked up at him through your lashes. His forehead was slicked with sweat and his eyes were closed as he pumped his cock through his fist. You reached up to touch his length, taking it in your hand as his eyes fluttered open to look down at you.

The room was filled with the scent of sex and sweat; it swirled around you, making you feel on a high. Despite Jimin previously ordering that you would only be allowed to come when you were told to, you could feel your orgasm coming on as Namjoon continued to pound inside of you. Jimin seemed to notice as your moans became breathier, your fingers and toes curling at the overwhelming sensation. You could tell that he had become close as well, his hand quickening its pace on his length as he watched you lurch back and forth.

Jimin leaned down, using one hand to grip your jaw as he sloppily crushed his lips against yours. “Come for us, babe.” He whispered hoarsely while nibbling on your jaw. His command caused a pooling of fire in your abdomen and you shut your eyes tight. Your moans became quieter before you went completely still as Namjoon continued to thrust, slapping his hips against you. Your walls clenched around his cock as you exploded into your orgasm; your arms collapsed underneath you as you writhed around, shaking with pleasure. Your entire body felt numb as it pulsed in burning hot waves coursing through every inch of you.

“Fuck, Y/N, I’m gonna-” Namjoon let out a string of curses before his breathing hitched. You began to come down from your high as Namjoon removed himself from you, reaching his hand up to vigorously pump his length alongside Jimin. You whimpered below them, staring up through your sweat-slicked hair. The two boys grunted in time together, echoing throughout the heavy-aired room before going into release. The room went silent for a split second before Namjoon and Jimin burst into orgasm one after the other, releasing onto your back. Jimin lifted his hand to grip your ass as he finished himself off.

You turned to face them a moment later, shifting to sit down on the bed and look up at them as they towered over you, slowing their pace as they came down from their own high. Namjoon placed a hand under your chin, tilting your head up to look at him as he let go of his member, Jimin following suit soon after.

“Fuck, baby, you did such a good job for us.” Namjoon grinned, leaning down to plant a kiss on your lips. He moved around you to pull his jeans back on as Jimin stepped into your view, bending down to bring himself to your level.

“You were such a good girl for us, Y/N. I think we’ll have to convince hyung to let us do this again sometime. What do you think?” He ran his fingers through your hair, tucking a few strands behind your ear as he looked into your eyes with his own lust filled ones. You shook your head yes as Jimin licked his lips before pressing them against yours, his tongue swiping your bottom lip.He broke the kiss, pressing his sweat covered forehead to yours as he whispered.

“I love it when you obey.”

***Feel free to send me any requests!***


A Friend Like Me.

Request from @the-lazy-leprechaun: Could I maybe request a fic where Bucky has finally cut his hair since he is now part of the Avengers and the reader offers to help him shave his beard if he guides the reader through it step by step? Like really fluffy!!!

Note: This was totally cute to write out. I remembered the request slightly wrong though when I got into this and accidentally had Bucky asking the reader to do it for him rather than the reader offering buuuuuut I think it makes it extra fluffy so I hope you don’t mind :)

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Words: 2,135

Disclaimer: None of the GIFs used are mine. All credit goes to their creators <3

Originally posted by seabasschino

A chorus of cat whistles filled the room unexpectedly and dragged you out of the book you were reading for a few brief seconds, not enough to want to turn around and find out the reason behind it but enough so that you lost your place on that page and groaned to yourself. Even after years of working with The Avengers you were still the complete opposite of the majority of them – whereas they liked to socialise with one another during their downtime you were more than happy to just pick up a book and lose yourself in a whole other world.

You glanced over the page again and found the last line you had read and was about to start again when you felt someone jump over the back of the sofa you had nestled yourself onto and land heavily beside you. The cold feeling of metal brushing up against the bare flesh of your arm told you who it was before you had even looked up from your page.

“So come on then [y/n] what do you think?”


It was the only response you offered him as your eyes scanned the words before you. Pride and Prejudice is an absolute classic, one you had fallen in love with back in your college days, and no one was going to interrupt your reading of it….not if they wanted to have a peaceful life.

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Namjoon sorted BTS into Hogwarts houses

I’m a bit late (why did I find about this only now) but anyways, I wasn’t expecting some of the sorting in all honesty. But after learning the traits of the houses in more detail I can totally see why. IMO this is very accurate because Rapmon must know the boys best (they literally stick together 24/7) and seems to have a clear understanding of the houses (not just the stereotypes). Some may argue, for example, that Namjoon fits Ravenclaw rather than Jungkook or Jimin can’t be Slytherin (I was confused at first too although I could see Jimin as Slytherin in some way) but after reading this it all made so much sense and I was amazed by how Namjoon could do this in seconds (fansigns are usually hectic and they can’t have much time with each fan). The boy must have had thought about it before haha.

So here are the traits of each house I found on the internet. (Credit to the original creator)


experience-oriented, honest, practical, blunt, passionate, playful, funny, prone to living in the moment and not taking themselves seriously, trusting, idealistic, stubborn and loath to back down, prone to procrastination, wary of manipulators and liars.

irresponsible - Gryffindors display a strong tendency to “own” their mistakes.

Gryffindors tend to have a strong moral centre and are unafraid to act on their morals or to seize opportunities to make changes.


analytical, ingelligent, logical yet impractical (absent-minded professor types), curious, inquisitive, creative, witty, wise, observers more often than participants, interested in understanding things, resigned cynics, fond of intellectual discussion, introspective, independent, self-entertaining, fond of learning for the sake of learning

unemotional (consider Cho Chang), wordy (consider rambling vs. concise language), good at school (Ravenclaws are good at what they are interested in, but need to have that interest)

Just because an applicant is smart does not mean they are a Ravelclaw - consider Snape, Hermione, Lily and Percy.


ambitious, driven, focused on goals, determined, prepared, subtle, perfectionistic, adaptable, realistic, big on cost/benefit analysis, self-reliant, charming, bold and assertive, ruthless and able to separate their idea of themselves from what they do, able to use their intelligence as a tool to achieve their goals

disloyal (however, their loyalty is highly selective) or disregarding of the opinions of others (in fact, Slytherins love positive attention and thrive on praise)

Slytherins are not gratuitously mean, in fact, they treat people with respect because they are about the impression they give.


hard-working, determined, tenacious, loyal, honest, genuine, well-rounded, fair and just, open-minded, giving, good-hearted, accepting, compassionate, passionate, practical, patient, dependable

unemotional although they have a tendency to not flaunt their emotions.

A Hufflepuff’s loyalty is not free, it is selective and based on fairness, but will likely to be prominent throughout the application.

So, what do you guys think? Do you agree with Namjoon or do you still think some members fit other house better? Please let me know because it’s always good to hear different opinions!

girldecay  asked:

You're such a buzzkill like come down when it comes to so much animal bs and especially the usage of animals as entertainment (like the slide thing) and I love it. You don't come off rude, just educated and not here for your shit. Keep doing you, please.

I read the first sentence and was like “I so don’t have time for this” and then kept going and it was great. Thank you!

(Seriously, I need to figure out how to print a couple Professional Buzzkill shirts because I would wear them forever).

‘Ello, studyblr! Maths (or Math, whatever) can be quite / extremely / obscenely frustrating at times and very simple at others and it’s sort of hard to find a bridge between that. You can’t exactly cram for it either or study in under a week for finals so after flunking my first term epicly, I came up with a strategy of sorts and now my grade’s an A+ (yay!!). Anyway, thought I’d share ‘cause this shit could have saved me a lot of tears.

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hamdipls  asked:

i recently started iscribble and i'm not handling it very well? is there any tips you can give me? its all very strange and new but i like it! thank you for reading this!!!

iscribble is actually very hard !! but even as a restricted user (since youre new) theres so much you can do with the basic tools available. (theyre p much the only ones i use) my tips for beginners is to not take it too seriously and have fun and just play with every tool till u figure out which one works best for your style ! 
i use pen tool, line tool, and area picker (blending) 

example of line tool:

area picker: your BFF for blending

BOTH!! jazz hands


There are so many to chose from, so I thought I’d make this. 

They will be split up in to ships, and then into six other categories. So, here we go! The other ships will be on other posts, but when they’re done, I’ll link em.

Lams (John Laurens/Alexander Hamilton)

Modern AUs

Something They Can Never Take Away by a_mind_at_work  (@undiscoveredstory here on tumblr)

Word Count: 65,524 (WIP)

Summary: Alexander Hamilton arrives on Washington’s doorstep in distress and disarray feeling like just another worthless kid in the system. He’s certain that the Washington’s house will be no different from the others he’s been to. Usually a chatterbox who always speaks his mind, Alex decides it’s best to keep his mouth shut and his head down as he navigates his new life with the Washingtons, their adoptive son, Lafayette, and Lafayette’s amazing friends, one of whom may be working his way into Alexander’s heart. As much as he wants to move forward, he’s haunted by his past. Can Alexander face his demons or will they ruin him once and for all?

Personal Comment: Amazing. Read it. I am not usually a fan of modern AUs cause I am a massive history nerd, but I mean just read it. 10/10 would recommend. 

i saw the whole story unwind by pocky_slash ( @fourteenacross here on tumblr)

Word Count: 132,888 (complete)

Summary: It’s been two years since Alexander’s popular parapsychology blog helped him crowdfund his way to America and into college. Now, after graduating early, he finds himself accepted into the most prestigious parapsych grad program in the world. He’s going to study and hunt ghosts under the tutelage of George Washington, just like he predicted in his ten year plan. What he didn’t predict was stumbling into the best friendships he’s ever had and falling in love, but he can’t say he’s complaining.
(AKA the one where they’re all grad students ostensibly studying ghosts, but mostly having a lot of feelings.)

Personal Comment: This fic. This fic right here. Okay I read all 100k words of this in like one day and it gave me so many feelings Jesus I love this fic so much omg. Just read it. Seriously. Read it. 

Wine and Dine by UpsideAround (wont let me tag, here’s a link)

Word Count: 17,372 (complete) 

Summary: How many disastrous blind dates do you have to go on before you inevitably fall in love with the waiter that stays behind and talks to you after every one? Alexander was pretty sure this wasn’t Herc’s original plan.

Personal Comment: Amazing, just amazing. Funny and cute and I’m gushing. It made me smile and squeal and jump up and down. Just really, really, really, wonderful. 

In Pursuit of Happiness by theother51 (can’t find them on here, if you know em, tag em)

Word Count: 70,290 (complete) 

Summary: Squabble (v.) - to quarrel noisily over a trivial matter.
“Alexander and John squabbled over who should get the last box of Cool Markers in the store.”

Personal Comment: Hamilton, Laurens, teachers; arguing over markers. I rest my case. There is nothing more to say, than, read this goddamn fic. 

Fix it AUs

A Complete, Unmatched Set by triedunture (it wouldn’t let me tag them; so here’s a link http://stuffimgoingtohellfor.tumblr.com) – Contains more than just lams, (eliza/alex & john/eliza) but still.

Word Count: 10,187 (complete)

Summary: Eight years after the war ends, Hamilton finds his old compatriot and lover John Laurens, very much alive but without possession of his memories. Eliza takes charge, as she did eight years previous.

Personal Comment: Okay, fix it fics are my life and soul and this one is just so wonderful and perfect. I mean a fix it fic and someone coming back to life, sign me the fuck up.

Other AUs

We are powerless by Sammyy (I can’t find their tumblr, but if they have one, feel free to tag them) 

Word Count: 47,675 (Complete, but there’s a sequel on the way) 

Summary: “District Four’s tributes! Elizabeth Schuyler and Alexander Hamilton!”, Lee shouted into the microphone and Alexander reached out to take Eliza’s hand without prompting.
“Happy Hunger Games, and may the odds be ever in your favor!”
People were still watching them. Eliza’s hand was clutching his, though her face betrayed no emotion. Alexander swallowed and, once Lee was done, pulled her into a tight hug. “Smile for the cameras, Betsey,” he murmured, using the nickname only he had for her, “We won’t let them know we’re scared.” 

Personal comment: A Hunger Games AU, I went in not knowing what this was going to be like and I was blown away. Like better than the actual thing blown away. 10/10 would recommend.

Historical Fics

Apple by Madtom_Publius (Can’t find them here, if you know them tag em)

Word Count: 1,602 (complete, one shot)

Summary: John and Alex think making out will help relieve stress, but John can’t get over what society has taught him, especially when he starts enjoying it too much. John’s perspective. 

Personal Comment: Some trigger warnings: internalised homophobia, Christian specific homophobia, time period homophobia. Yeah so this isn’t the happiest of things, but read the rest of the series. It is wonderfully written.

Ocular by iniquiticity (can’t tag, here’s a link!

Word Count: Ocular (adj): of/or connected with the eye
He was in the eye of the storm. He was surrounded by the calmness of it, by the void of the tempest. He was wrapped and swaddled in the quiet. The tranquil air insulated him from the force of the wind and hail. He had been protected by the shield of it, and it gave him strength to outlast.

Personal Comment: Remember how I said fix it fics are my life and soul, I lied, historical lams is my life and soul. I blame knee breeches and cravats. Actually, this historical fic is my life and soul. I read it again, and again… wait… I’m just going to read it again. 

Okay! The next post will be Jamilton (Alexander/Thomas Jefferson), and I’ll link it here. If you have any lams fics you want me to read, then just submit the link here!! 

anonymous asked:

How would do the RFA +V + Unknown react to MC being an journal keeper, she's been writing down her thoughts and the day's happenings in her journal. This happened since she was very young so there a huge stack of journals in her room. And her new journal entries is almost most of the time about her feelings for them, their sweet moments together and how much she loves and treasures them. Plus MC writes like a true novelist.

Such an interesting request! I hope I did justice to it! ^^

RFA + Saeran and V react to MC being a journalkeeper

TW: Mentions of LGBTQphobia and depression


  • When you moved in together, you brought this huge box filled with notebooks
  • Noticing his curiosity, you tell him these are your old journals, you have one for each year of your life since you’re 10.
  • He thinks it’s adorable, and he’s so curious! How were you like during your teenage years?
  • You’re so embarrassed to show him, so you pick the ones you consider slightly decent, when you were 18 and the hormones weren’t taking control of your mind anymore
  • When he starts reading, he’s shocked: did an 18 years old girl really write this? It sounds like those really good monologues he’s only seen on cult theatre pieces.
  • Seriously, just say the word and he’ll introduce you to producers and make all your thoughts turn into a musical, a TV show, maybe a movie! Easy there, Zen…
  • And if he wasn’t impressed enough, he sees the most recent journal, and it’s filled with sweet things about him, like, not even himself could think of this kind of sweet things to tell you.
  • The way you describe him, not only his looks, but all of his features, even the ones that aren’t that good… it’s so passionate, yet so honest.  Not even a narcissist like him sees himself as highly as you do.
  • He doesn’t understand why you would keep these sweet words only to yourself, but won’t pressure you, he knows you are really good at showing your affection, as it is vividly described on that page you tell about the first time you two made love.


  • He tried keeping journals, but they all ended forgotten somewhere
  • So he really admires your care for your journals, he wish he could be like that
  • He’s a little curious about your high school crushes, he would love to see the way you describe them, he would feel a little jealous, but he really wants to meet you as a teenager in love.
  • But when you show him… he feels… futile? Because it’s all so deep and meaningful, and it’s filled with intricate thoughts about your relationship with your parents, things he could never think by himself…
  • There’s a brief mention about a guy you dated, but he feels how meaningless it was and how he was clearly not that into you by the way you describe it, and now he hates this guy so much!
  • When it comes to him, he’s legitimately crying for the way you write him. He thought he was in despair when he hurt his eye? Now he knows your agony, and it’s so… painful.
  • And when he reads about your first date, he’s giggling so much, as if he is reading some comic book about another person, like he wasn’t even there.
  • Also, he feels a little stupid for not understanding some passages, like this one you wrote a couple of weeks ago. He shyly asks and shyly he stays when you explain you’re describing an orgasm. “Seriously…? I… I… did all this to your body? Whoa…”


  • She thought about having journals, she had so much to express! However, so little time to actually do it…
  • So she’s impressed about your diligence, since, generally, you’re not that organized about things (and that’s just one of the things you hate in yourself, but she freaking loves it!)
  • She knows how personal these things can be, and it’s totally okay if you don’t want her to read. When you say you don’t really mind, she can hold back her enthusiasm…  yes, she really wanted this, she just wouldn’t admit it.
  • The one with your last year of high school draws her attention immediately, since it looks like is the one with most written pages.
  • And she quickly understands why when she starts reading it. So much worries about the future, not even her was so concerned about her own future like you sounded there.
  • Thoughts that almost every young person has, but the way you describe it makes it feel like it’s something so different, as if your doubts and insecurities were so unique…
  • She cries when she gets to the part you tell how you were dragged out of the closet as bisexual when a girl you trusted told the whole neighborhood about it.
  • And then it comes to when you met, the way you describe every chat you had on the app, every thought you had beneath every word you send… she knew how much it meant for both of you, but this was on a whole another level now.
  • She blushes reading the way you describe her and touches you, but what really makes her heart flutter is the description about the first time you tasted a cup of coffee made by her… seriously, it’s just… too much!
  • She feels so inspired after that. Maybe now she has a lot more of free time, she could start writing her own journal? There’s a lot about you she needs to learn how to put in words…


  • Well, a journal could be a great help for him during all those years, now he knows that.
  • So he’s glad at least you didn’t have to struggle so much like he did
  • He won’t say it loud, but he’s curious! Soooooo curious! You can see it on his eyes, so you allow him to take a look, his soft smile giving away how much he wanted you to allow it…
  • He loves it, he wants to take all the journals out of the box and put them on his personal library.
  • He also wants to introduce you to publishers and editors, he’ll do whatever it takes for you to be a best-seller. Jumin, please chill
  • If he had tangled knots inside his heart, you were apparently trapped on thick ropes of problems. The way you describe your parent’s divorce and how it affected most of your teenage years make him ache deep inside. You’ve come a long way…
  • He’s afraid of reading about himself, especially those long and confusing three days he locked you up in his penthouse…
  • And yes, you’re very honest about how scared you were, but only because you knew that confused and anxious guy wasn’t the man you’ve fallen in love with, and the way you describe your love for him… he had no idea it was this overwhelming.
  • He loves the way you write your interactions with Elizabeth the 3rd, and can’t hold back a grin when he reads your description about the first time you had sex.
  • Now everytime you two start getting heated, he tells you he’ll give you enough material for your journal…


  • He dug all he could during your background check, except for that private blog (which wasn’t private for him if he didn’t want to)
  • He knew how personal it was, so he wouldn’t dare to dig on that. No… if he knows something, is about letting some thoughts only to yourself.
  • But when you tell him he can read if he wants, he quickly changes his mind. This is the closest he ever gonna get to hack into you.
  • He wants to print everything and turns into books he can hang at his personal library, “The Expert Playboy” would gain such a more refined and delicate company in that shelf.
  • Or make this public and monetize it somehow, because you deserve earning money on this, it’s… all… so… good!
  • The funny parts are HILARIOUS, your writing is so on point about embarrassing situations, he feels as if it happened to him. You should write scripts for sitcoms, you have this amazing ability to turn trivial situations into witty jokes, the type of jokes he would never be able to think of it.
  • And the sad things, your mother’s death… he never could care about his mother the way you did for yours, but somehow… he feels extremely sympathetic.
  • When it comes to him… he’s blushing. Your description about his hair and eyes… god, it’s basically a thesis on why it’s the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen.
  • And he feels guilty all over again reading about the way he pushed you away, but then again… you turned this into a bittersweet kind of thing, mixing comedy and tragedy in a way only someone like you could do it.
  • He cries when you describe the moment he found Saeran, he wasn’t this thrilled not even when the actual thing happened back then.
  • He’s blushing so much when you compare the first orgasm he gave you to the mixture of salty and sweet taste of Honey Budha Chips and Dr. Pepper… because he feels exactly the same way.


  • He actually is keeping one because of therapy, so he asks you for help.
  • But he had no idea how in love you are for this, you’re more excited than him about his own journal.
  • He’s not sure if he really wants to read your teenage girl whining about boys and prom, but he really wants to know how to do this!
  • When he starts reading it… he’s addicted to it. You catch him binge reading all of them all the time.
  • You’re so sarcastic! Everything in your life seemed so bittersweet, he’s rooting for you to ditch the asshole you were dating and find happiness on yourself, because you’re so great! And he celebrates when finds you actually did!
  • He’s reading this and imagining as if it was a TV show… a very cliché one, but still, the kind of cliché you can’t take your eyes off!
  • He wishes he could deal with his problems the way you did, you were so screwed when your found about your father’s second family, yet… here you are, this amazingly sweet and bright person dealing with struggle with so much fierceness and kindness
  • When you told him that you were never scared of him, he didn’t believe it. Reading on the journal, he starts to believe.
  • He’s embarrassed when he reads about himself, you portray him as this adorable anti-hero, and he doesn’t think he deserves it, your description about his eyes makes him shiver…
  • Feels really good about the way you describe sex with him, and when you wrote it’s like all the flavors of ice cream combined, he’s gone!


  • I guess he has sight for this one
  • He used to have a dream journal, and stopped when most of the dreams were about Rika
  • He admires your commitment to write every day, even when apparently nothing special happened.
  • But when he gets to read it, he understands: your writing make every day sound special and amazing.
  • He gets more and more mesmerized at every page, he pictures the scenes on his mind, putting himself at your place. It takes a lot of talent to transport people to your own universe with just some words well put together, and you have this talent!
  • Personally, your descriptions about first times are the most impressive ones, the first time you saw snow, your first date with your first boyfriend, the first time you touched yourself…  he almost can feel what you felt.
  • And the struggles and self-loathing, dealing with depression with a family who doesn’t seem to understand you were sick… he feels your pain on his own skin and mind.
  • He’s so flattered about the way you see him. Is his voice that soothing? His eyes that beautiful? He wishes he could see the world through your eyes, his photos would be even better with such a unique and sweet vision like yours.
  • He was impressed about the first time you touched yourself, just imagine when he got to the part about sex with him. Your words seem like little magic spells, hypnotizing more and more.

wattaabunkamamuti  asked:

While the 'Model Minority' issue isn't new to me, it's new to me in terms of actually trying to break it down and understand it since I didn't really grow up with it in HI. I was recently reading a book about how Japanese Americans/Okinawan Americans were the beginning of the model minority myth because of the internment camps and I'm not fully sure how to understand it/take it in? Do you have any suggestions for any articles or books to read? Or have any thoughts?

This post I just reblogged is great. And Ronald Takaki is good for history books! 

Yeah, it was first used on Japanese-Americans and then spread from there. If you read the original article from 1966, the Model Minority Myth springs up in response to the question, “How come we put these people in concentration camps and took away all their businesses and homes and churches and temples and they’re still doing pretty well economically twenty years later?” And the answer at the end is: “Because Black people are bad.” Seriously! There’s so much wrong in this article, but so little has changed from 1966 regarding this core concept. Many Asian-Americans INSTANTLY called bullshit on the MMM and have been calling it bullshit consistently since then.

Watch on newt-loves-tina.tumblr.com


(A/N: I’m also using the official screenplay for this scene to describe some of the actions)

Right, so in this scene you have the two couples of the movie – Newt/Tina and Jacob/Queenie.

First of all, let’s start with the obvious Jacob/Queenie in the scene:

  • The screenplay states that they are “getting on famously” – he’s watching her intently as she talks, hanging onto every word she says and clearly taking an interest in what she’s saying.
  •  He obviously feels sad for her (and Tina) when she tells him about their parents because she says “oh, you’re sweet!”
  • Then he says to her, “Could you stop reading my mind for a second?” – she looks a little offended, a little upset, and that’s probably because she’s used to people asking her to stop reading their minds even though she can’t help it. He sees that because he hurriedly says “Don’t get me wrong, I love it!” – and she giggles (HER GIGGLE IS EVERYTHING OH MY GOD)
  • As written in the screenplay: “QUEENIE giggles, delighted, captivated by JACOB” – SHE IS CAPTIVATED BY HIM, DO YOU UNDERSTAND?
  • Jacob compliments her on her cooking, saying that it’s “the best meal” he’s ever had – and he’d know because he’s a cook as well; Queenie obviously knows this because she’s so touched and laughs “Oh, you slay me!”.
  • “I ain’t never talked to a No-Maj before!” – don’t you just love how Queenie is as interested in his life as a No-Maj as he is in her life as a witch? It’s so wonderful how they take a genuine interest in each other’s lives from the very start
  • Screenplay: “QUEENIE and JACOB gaze into each other’s eyes” :’)
  • “I am NOT flirting!” – oh, but you kind of are? Just a bit?
  • Screenplay: “JACOB is suddenly very pale and sweaty again, although still trying to look good for QUEENIE”.
  • Queenie immediately appears concerned and asks “Oh, hey, you okay, honey?”
  • SCREENPLAY: “As TINA shuts the door, JACOB gets a quick glimpse of QUEENIE in the other room, wearing a much less demure dressing gown”
  • “Thanks…very much” *obviously staring at Queenie*
  • Queenie knows – of course – and she’s fucking beaming at him like a saint, I LOVE IT

Like, seriously, this scene is so wonderful for them :3

Now we have Newt and Tina’s slightly more subtle relationship emerging:

  • Not really a Newtina thing, but Tina’s face when Queenie says “Tina is the career girl” – like, gosh, absolute FUCKING cinnamon roll right there. And don’t you love how it cuts to a shot of Newt reacting as well? JJJ
  • When Jacob says “this meal is insanely good”, Tina looks over at Newt – the filmmakers didn’t put shots of them sharing looks for no reason, THERE IS ALWAYS A REASON FOR A SHOT
  • Screenplay: “NEWT and TINA sit opposite each other, uncomfortably silent in the presence of such affectionate behaviour”
  • Tina is totally wishing she could flirt like Queenie in this scene, don’t lie, which is why Queenie then announces “I am NOT flirting!”
  • And then Tina looks totally embarrassed because Newt looks at her like “???” and she’s like “FUUUUCCK”
  • She takes a really long moment to start speaking, it’s like “okay, how do I recover from this, how do I pretend I wasn’t just thinking about cute his freckles are in the candlelight”
  • Screenplay: “TINA looks put out.”
  • Can we appreciate how she offers Newt (and Jacob) the bedroom, like, she barely knows them and yet she offers them beds.
  • “Okay, you guys can bunk in here” – Newt looks kind of like “…Oh…right…”
  • Tina then tilts her head, and I honestly think she’s thinking to herself in a small voice “I’m just trying to be nice though”.
  • Tina knocking on the door “tentatively” (screenplay words, not mine!)
  • SCREENPLAY: “TINA, with some frustration, pointedly places his cup on the bedside table”
  • She’s noticeably irritated that he doesn’t even react or move (again, screenplay says it)


gogh-save-the-bees  asked:

Heya, this is great! Positivity within the trans community is v important & encouraging body positivity is too! What is your advice on dealing w/ body/gender dysphoria in positive ways? And, what advice would you give to someone attending their first gender clinic appointments? E.g. dealing w/the anxiety, pressure, fear? Also, is it normal to be afraid of mentioning my mental health & history in these appointment in fear of rejection of treatment for not being 'mentally well enough'? Ty!!

I received a lot of questions about how to deal with body dysphoria. People mentioned things they felt they couldn’t do or couldn’t stop doing as a result of body dysphoria, such as eat in health ways, stop cutting themselves, and others. I genuinely feel for each of you, as body dysphoria affected me seriously earlier in my life. I also turned to things that I felt I needed at the time to get myself through, though I knew they weren’t ultimately helping me to live how I wanted.

Over time, I have gotten to the point that my body dysphoria is mild. Since we don’t have much research on how to treat body dysphoria, I’ll share what has personally worked for me, though I imagine some of these things will be a better fit for some than others. So please, don’t read these as the things I think you or anyone else should do, but just as what I can share about what helped me.

a.       Focusing on what I love about my body

It is easy to get caught up thinking about the things I feel dysphoric about, especially on a day when someone misgenders me or I’m in a funk for some other reason. But I do best when I ask myself to reflect on all of the things I am grateful for about my body. This could be its ability to run, hike and ride a bike, my relative health, or aspects of my body I do like (I have great eyelashes, by the way :P )

b.      Distancing from cultural expectations

People of ALL genders (including cisgender folks) are subjected to really damaging messages about certain bodies being “good,” “bad,” “masculine,” and “feminine.” For pretty much everyone it is helpful to compare yourself to real life people rather than the inaccurate media images we are brainwashed into thinking of as being attainable. For cisgender men, they benefit from evaluating themselves in reference to real life men. For cisgender women, they benefit from having a reference group of cisgender women. For myself though, I run into trouble when I compare myself to cisgender anyone. Instead it has been crucial to look at my body in the context of other trans and nb people. Come to find out I think there are many super attractive trans and nb people out there who wouldn’t fit the cis-norms. I value their bodies and think they are beautiful though they don’t fit what I have been taught by the media to find attractive. This helps me appreciate the attractiveness of my own body, not because it approximates a man’s body, but exactly because it does not - it is beautiful in its trans-ness.

c.       Partners who affirmed my body

I will admit it has been very helpful to have partners who find my body attractive exactly as it is. Some have seen my body as much more attractive than I generally do, and this helps me appreciate my body in a new way.

d.      Transition

When I say transition, I mean two things. First, getting to a point in my life where I am surrounded mainly by people who treat me in a way consistent with my gender identity, “socially transitioning,” has helped me be less concerned with what my body looks like, and more accepting of aspects that might not be exactly as I would have chosen. In addition though, personally, physically transitioning with hormones and surgery was immensely helpful in decreasing my body dysphoria.

Again, these are just things that come to mind from my own personal experience. As I alluded to above though, I can’t say I don’t experience any body dysphoria. So when I do experience this, what do I do? Well, I am generally able to find a means to help me cope in the moment with those feelings, knowing the intensity will pass. We all have our own healthy ways of coping that we develop. For me some tops include journaling about my thoughts/feelings, going for a walk, run, or bike ride, taking a hot shower, or hanging out with my parrot :) If anyone wants to explore their own coping skills more, I have a chapter on this in my book, The Gender Quest Workbook.

Okay, finally, with regards to your appointment. First, congrats on taking this exciting step! It is very normal to feel some anxiety. I want you to know though that any therapist who is qualified to work in this area should know that having some mental health issues is not any reason to hold you back from accessing medical transition services, as long as those issues are “reasonably well controlled.” In other words, if you’re seeing someone worth their salt, you don’t need to have a clean bill of mental health to begin transition. If you were in crisis on the other hand, they might want to work with you first to get things more stabilized before helping you start a physical transition. So ideally you find a psychologist who is qualified in this area and you can not only be honest with them, but also expect that they will support you through the process. My advice would be if they don’t seem like they are up to this task, then find someone else. You deserve someone who can actually be supportive. Finally, you should also know that it is becoming more common (though certainly more true in urban liberal areas) that people can get access to things like hormones from doctors who practice under an “informed consent model” without having any letter from a psychologist at all. Best wishes for your journey!

White Rabbit - One

Spencer Reid fanfic

“Well that concludes all the time I have for questions. Thank you all so much for listening. As I said earlier, if any of you want me to have a look at your papers, please bring them over and leave them on desk. I’ll have them back with Professor Frost by Monday.” Spencer looked out over the auditorium and gave all of the attendees a wide smile.

He genuinely enjoyed lecturing, feeling that if he did ever leave the BAU it would seriously be something he’d consider doing full time. Although not many guest lecturers would offer to take the time look over students papers, because of his super quick reading ability he didn’t mind doing it. He enjoyed reading the thoughts and theories that these fresh young minds came up with, some of them had excellent ideas and would go far in their respective fields once they graduated.

Professor Frost rose to the podium and spoke out to his students. “Class, let’s thank Dr Reid for his time, and try not to give him too much homework, he does have lives to save after all.”

The students laughed and gave Spencer another round of applause before filing out one by one, only a handful of students - maybe a dozen in total - coming down to the front to leave him a folder, or a paper for him to glance over and provide his feedback.

One girl stood out though. Whilst all of the other students smiled at him or thanked him, this one particular girl hesitated before tossing her folder onto the top of the pile and almost running from the room. She was a small thing, no more than 5ft 3 with she had dark brown hair which was pulled into a low pony tail. She didn’t make any eye contact with Spencer before she dashed away.

Spencer glanced at the Professor to see whether he’d clocked her nervous display.

Professor Frost just shrugged, “That’s Alice. Odd little thing isn’t she?”

“She seemed nervous.”

“She’s not normally that bad. She’s just very quiet. She’s incredibly smart though, one of the best students in the class. She’ll do well once she graduates.“

The Professor thanked Spencer for his time again and Reid gathered up the folders and his own papers, carrying them out to his car and getting ready to drive the ten miles from the campus to his home.

He looked around as he loaded the boxes into the trunk, having the distinct feeling that someone was watching him.

Because someone was. The girl the professor referred to as Alice was stood underneath a nearby tree, carefully watching him, shuffling her feet and fidgeting with her hands. Spencer went to wave at her, wanting to signal her to come over to him, maybe they could talk about why she’d been so nervous approaching him. Before he could, she turned and fled, running across the grass quickly, her backpack hitting against her as she moved. He tried to follow her movements to see where she went but he could only see that she ran as far as the parking lot across the way before she disappeared.

How strange.

Spencer’s curiosity was piqued by her actions and he leant into the box in which he’d stashed the students papers. Hers was top of the pile as she’d been the last to give hers in. He took it into the car with him, wondering if her writings would give him some indication into why she had such a nervous disposition around him.

What he saw when he opened the file made his jaw drop.

Alice had been binding her time, collecting article after article, carefully clipping them from the papers her sister Ellen had delivered each day, and printing out information from online.

She’d been certain that it was them, it had to be. She just didn’t know what to do about it. Ellen and her husband Robert thought she was being paranoid but she was so sure she wasn’t. She’d recognised those girls, perhaps not the names that they’d been given in the papers but she knew the faces.

Eight bodies in total. Alice hadn’t recognised the latest girl, but the circumstances and the clothing had been the same. And when she finally managed to hack the police departments database, she found the justification she’d been looking for. The markings. She knew it was them now. When she looked further back, she found more and more bodies, all with a similar markings, many before her time there and some during.

She had the proof she needed, she just couldn’t do anything with it. What if they came after her? She’d spent the last five years constantly looking behind her, finally getting up enough courage to enrol in college, signing up for Criminal Psychology, perhaps in an effort to understand them better.

When she’d found out that Dr Spencer Reid, a renowned Agent from the BAU in nearby Quantico was going to be guest lecturing, she knew she had to take this opportunity. Maybe he could help her. She just needed to convince him that she wasn’t crazy, and that all of the bodies were linked. She knew she had something here, and if she was right, with any luck she’d be able to rescue Rebecca. If she was still there, if she wasn’t another body dumped somewhere else that Alice hadn’t read about.

Oh gosh, that didn’t bear thinking about.

She just hoped he’d take her seriously.

If he even read her file at all.

Fic rec series: Down to Agincourt

Okay, so I am about to rec you a fic that is actually an entire book series, Down to Agincourt. The word count is massive, I will not lie to you. Currently, word count is over one million.

Don’t freak, okay. Take it out of fic context and put it into book context: the Harry Potter series is longer than this fic series- thus far. The most recent one has chaps 22/25 posted.

Still. Harry Potter. Song of Fire and Ice. The Dark Tower. Wheel of Time (coming in at a whopping 3.3M).

Okay. We good? I’m not reccing you a fic, I’m reccing you a book series. Don’t balk.

You good? You calm? You gonna hear me out? Good.

NO! Don’t leave. You will sit yourself right there and you will fucking listen before you balk and panic over word count. I repeat: Book. Series.

Let’s start at the beginning, shall we?

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2.5k Follow Forever

WOW!!!! You guys coming home from the longest day ever at work to see that I reached over 2,500 followers seriously was so overwhelmingly awesome. I never imagined that in just under 4 months (or ever) I would have such a positive response to my silly writing. I am so appreciative to you all. You have no idea how much I love reading all your asks, comments, reblog tags etc.

To commemorate, I’m going to do my very first follow forever. Idk if I even did this correctly but here it is. The following blogs include content I love along with admins I adore. THANK YOU ALL FOR BEING AWESOME and I’m sorry if I forgot anyone. (this isn’t everyone one I follow but again idk how this works lol) :

@imsarabum @yg-got7scenarios @memoiresofaneternaldreamer @gotsinvn @dotbammie @got7-updates @gotchicken @honghearts @kpop-preferencesxtexts @kpoppantydrop @idolimagines @smuttyfairy @yves-saintlaurtuan @incorrectgot7quotes @leaderbum @2jaekisses @yves-saintlaurtuan @chanyeolspout @chanyeolandthebananas @markificent @mayjinbum @aanamariaa17 @annjaee @jingogi @the-goddesswrites @tuanpumpkins @jinyoungsbum @kissbbom @reactionsofaneternaldreamer @aestheticsofaneternaldreamer @impossiblewriter @deliriousscenarios @onlylovekpop @venjaeance @jypnior @got7snet @got7network @slay-bum @fuckyeahchoiyoungjae @amerithotkongs @noonachronicles @after-you-fall-asleep @imjaebumologist @kissbbom @chambaeq @pinkhoodiemark @justwhatevermark @taechubs @vernonymous @artificialskyway @ungiis @universitykpop @yourmajestyqueenchelseachels @xiustories @nunchiwrites @ult2jae @officialjjproject @jae-bummer @seoulscapes @queen-im

I have a few very special shout outs:

Very first and foremost I would like to recognize my favourite screaming partner @kpopfanfictrash aka @the-princejinyoung … SHAN. Bless tumblr for bringing me a friend like you. You are talented beyond measure and your kindness and willingness to lend an ear when I’m having a bad day or give me an opinion when I’m struggling with my work will never go unnoticed. Thanks for being you. Your writing gives me all the feels I could ever want when reading and your funny quips have me in stitches constantly. Basically, I love you <3

@smutfictionaddicted / @kpopthirstaddicted / @writings-by-cl : Words can’t express how thankful I am to this girl right here. Honestly, if not for her encouragement. kindness and willingness to read/critique my work… I don’t know if I ever would have started in the first place. I HAVE SO MUCH LOVE FOR YOU CL! You are a gifted writer and a beautiful soul. Thank you for being there for me.

@coconutheadjawbum @kisipie @wonhoiisms @jisawang : MY @the-doll-house-xo admins and loves. I LOVE EACH OF YOU A WHOLE LOT. Thanks for always being down to bounce ideas off one another and silently scream over our biases. You’re all so beautiful and talented and I’m really thankful for each of you.

@parkjinyoungology SARA ANNE… You are so wonderful and kind and your writing constantly leaves me on the edge of my seat. I love all the times we get to talk and I appreciate your support always.

@yeol-stole-my-soul MARIA! Seriously, love you girl.. BUT ALSO I’M SO MAD AT YOU FOR RUINING MY LIFE. Jk. you brought the most angelic perfect man ever (Park Chanyeol) into my life and constantly spam me with literal art and I couldn’t be happier. You crack me up and I’m so happy we became friends. PLUS YOUR WORK IS AWESOME. never stop writing.

OKAY SO THANK YOU ALL AGAIN!! I’m so blown away and am silently crying tears of joy. Love you all so much. I hope to keep putting out work that makes you all happy!


Originally posted by exoedit12

What to do

If you want to kill yourself…

DON’T even think about swallowing those pillls, don’t even think about tying the rope and don’t you dare to touch the knife or open the window.

You have so much to life for, I realised it, it was scary enough for me yesterday.

Seriously, if you think nobody likes you, everybody is against you. Look at your surroundings. There is a person who cares about you. Loves you. Don’t throw everything away.

No matter what, we still care, we love you and don"t want you to die!

Thanks for reading

I’m not trying to muscle in on @annerocious‘s territory here, but being a script reader is just teaching me so much and I kinda want to post some of my observations. 

Like, I have yet to read a good action scene that hasn’t made me want to track down the writer and scream at them. 

Seriously, please stop over-choreographing your fight scenes, guys! If it doesn’t read quickly then it’s just gonna drag the whole thing down to a snail’s pace. I do not need to know every little stabbing movement your protag makes! I just don’t!

Grammar is important and, if used correctly, it means I wouldn’t have had to endure several minutes of confusion trying to figure out why no was freaked by a character being a pedophile (turns out he was asking where the bathroom was). 

Every protag is white. E v e r y   s i n g l e   o n e. 

I have literally read one script that featured POC and they were all stereotypes with Westernised names.

Nobody is gay. 

Almost all of the women have been married or married with children. Apparently those are the only stories worth telling about us (and they’re usually told as part of a larger story about a man having an adventure). 

Only one of the scripts has featured a dog. This is not enough dogs. More dogs, please.