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fanfic writer appreciation day

i know, i know, it’s a day late!! ;;; but better late than never. 

the kylux fandom and the unbelievable talent of kylux writers has helped me through so much shit this year. it’s really important to me that i share my appreciation for those authors with everyone!! 

also, before we get started: i want to list so many more fics than this, but i’m so busy and distracted lately in the process of moving houses :\ if i’ve forgotten anyone crucial i apologize!! i will remedy any mistakes once i’ve realized them xxx

far from any road — @lost-balloons | madison you are in oregon right now planning for our future restaurant and hipster life but i am here to remind you that a) i love our kylux shitpost sessions, b) you are truly wine mom hux in the flesh and c) this fic is so gorgeous and has the most incredible format

can’t rewind we’ve gone too far@reserve | my definite favorite ben/hux to kylux fic. every time i read one of your fics i’m blown away by how you’re able to build an entirely new world or atmosphere with the same characters, you’re still one of my biggest inspirations!!

loyalties @skywalkeraesthetics| i’m loving the imagery and setting of this fic so far, and millicent as hux’s therapy animal is everything i’ve ever wanted. also, a big weepy thank you for all of the beautiful ficlets you send me over pm (i can’t wait to collab with you)

the entire everything of me series@sinningsquire | weak together still haunts me. stronger than the sea broke me and then put me back together again. the way you write the kylux dynamic is so powerful and vivid, i admire your skill so much!! 

at the mercy + elesion@saltandlimes | so so so good my god these are so good. and relatable which i know isn’t good but!!! your self-destructing hux makes me ache, in the best way. i find myself drawn back to this universe of yours constantly, it’s always drifting into my head to remind me that you are spectacular at capturing my attention and holding it with these riveting dark-spun stories. it was hard to choose favorites out of all of your works, but these two are masterpieces

know thyself@theeascetic | i fawn over you all the time i know!! but that’s not going to stop me from fawning over you again here and now!! you are so talented in both art and writing and i always stop whatever i’m doing to rush to read your updates and new fics. being able to chat with you and dream up/rant about kylux headcanons together is something i look forward to every week. your know thyself series in particular is heart-wrenchingly excellent, i can’t wait for the upcoming chapter!

collateral damage, i tell you miserable things after you are asleep, ALL OF YOUR WIPS — @abernathae​ | sydni where do i even start with you?? you are the very first writer i ever talked to in the kylux fandom and i’m so lucky to know you and be your friend. your writing is goals. your life is, in fact, not real, but actually just a xavier dolan film. i would probably help you take over the world tbh. and happily live under your Kylux Gothic Glory reign. whoever hasn’t read your work is missing the fuck out

definitive gaze + inappropriate material@irisparry| dismantle me was the first fic i read of yours, and ever since i discovered your writing you’ve continued to produce hilarious and stunning content. you have a real knack for building ambiance— the first few paragraphs in definitive gaze still come back to me every once and a while, i can still remember incredible detail you put into painting the picture of kylo waking up in the morning. i just! love your writing! so much

autonomous sensory meridian response@starsshinedarkly77 | SUPREME LEADER OF SOFT KYLUX, HELLO. as someone who uses asmr to help calm anxiety + get to sleep (just like kylo!) this fic is so important to me. i was on the edge of my seat with my heart in my mouth the entire time, and hux’s quiet sort of kindness at the ending brought tears to my eyes. i can’t thank you enough for all of your beautiful work in this fandom, we’re blessed to have you!

hotline bling@minzimpression​ | THIS FIC. YOUR WRITING. matchmaker organa. snippy workaholic hux. the sauciest  kylo ren to ever grace ao3. minze, you are a genius comedian and a prose deity, i kneel before you and your talent. this fandom wouldn’t be the same without you!! (also sorry i’m so awkward whenever i talk to you, you’re crazy cool ;o;)

the slightest shift in the weather, my whole existence is flawed@claricechiarasorcha | first of all, every time you publish a new fic, i’m amazed. it’s like, every time— there it is! she’s done it again! your sniper hux is a gift— and so is that scene in the cantina ;) your matt the radar tech is my favorite matt the radar tech. you are an absolute treasure

aquarius@acroamatica | so GOOD oh my gosh, i’m pretty sure i read this fic all the way through with my mouth hanging open, jaw on the floor. it starts off beautifully and only goes up from there, you most definitely have a way with words, the atmosphere you’ve created here is so brilliant. i can’t wait to read more from you

your lips drop sweetness@rex-luscus| this fic cured my depression honestly and also introduced me to the beauty of hux calling kylo “darling”. it’ll probably always be my no. 1 pick-me-up soft kylux fic to go to whenever i’m down, i just adore it (and you!!!) so much

like a wounded animal, at the beginning of the world, artificial light@huxcrying| ok i had to put all three of these fics on here because seriously, everything you touch turns to gold. i think about artificial light way more than i should, and thanks to you i giggle a little whenever i use coconut oil. whenever anyone asks me for a kylux fic rec i turn to you immediately. you have such a gift + i’m so happy to know you ;^;

missionary impossible@ofamaranthlie​ | i know you wrote this ages ago, but it’s stuck with me all this time!! the scenario is a classic kylux setup, but your style and perfect dialogue crafted it into something original and unique. in less than 2000 words you managed to make me fall in love with your renditions of both kylo and hux. i’ll never stop coming back to this fic!!

♥ I Love Him , He Loves Me Not ♥ (BTS Jungkook) Part Two


    " What's she doing here !? " You whisper/shouted 

           " Aish ! ___ could you be a bit more louder ! " Taehyung said  sarcastically 

                 Tonight was movie night and your parents had given you permission to sleep over at the guys house. Let's just say everything was perfectly fine until Minah unnie showed up. You weren't gonna lie you were kinda jealous of Minah. Well not of her but because she basically had Jungkook wrapped around her fingers , But you being the girl you were instead of complaining to Kookie oppa you were over here complaining to V. 

        " Wae ~ ! , no one invited her anyway " You said childishly 

“ Jungkook invited her ” Taehyung said sounding a bit annoyed

  " Jinja- ahh ! why ? " You whined while tugging onto V's arm 

   " She's his girlfriend why wouldn't he invite her " V replied but completely regretting it 

          " What ? " You said a low sad voice 

  " Anio- ___ I'm sorry wait ! " V said 

               After hearing V say that you felt your whole body go numb. You could even hear the shattering pieces of your poor broken heart. You were so hurt that you didn't notice you were crying. How could Minah do this to you she knew you loved jungkook. Jungkook himself knew you liked him. How could they ? You wiped your tears and quickly walked over to the kitchen where Jungkook , Minah , and Namjoon were making popcorn and grabbing some snacks. You felt jealousy hit you as you saw Minah flirtingly punch Jungkook. As soon as they noticed you were there they all turned towards you. 

         " What's wrong honey? " Minah asked fakely 

              At this moment you felt like smacking Minah with the spatula  that sat on the the table. You knew Minah since 1st grade she could act like your sweet , caring , and innocent Noona/Unnie/Dongsaeng , but in reality she was a complete fake gold digging slut. Then it hit you, how could she be dating Kookie oppa and your schools quarterback at the same time ? You ignored that thought and simply smiled at Minah. 

            " I'm fine Unnie , Kookie oppa can I talk to you for a bit " You asked 

    " Omo ~!  wae~! " Jungkook screamed coldly 

          " Please " You begged 

" Fine , whatever i'll be back noona " He informed 

    You and Jungkook headed towards the park that was just around the corner of the guys house. You felt your stomach in a knot as if this very instant you could literally throw up. You decided to was time to confess to Jungkook , something you probably would never do for anyone you liked. Confessing was just a big "No No " for you. You put your hands inside your sweater and secretly crossed your fingers.You gathered up all your courage and took a deep breath and turned to Jungkook. 

     " Jungkook.....I.I..Need to tell you something " You muttered 

“ Well hurry up Minah noona’s waiting for me ” He said harshly

     Hearing Jungkook talk to you like that broke your heart. He was slightly making you a lot less confident. He always talked to everyone in a nice sweet voice , but when it came to you he easily got annoyed. 

    " Jung...I..i'm in love with you, since day one.I'm in love with your sweet voice, your smile,Your cute Busanish accent, just you in general. I know you and Minah are going out but she doesn't really love you , at least not as much as I do , i've fallen for you Jeon Jungkook, I've fallen hard " You said giving him a weak smile 

      " That's it !? You wasted my time by making me come here ..and just to tell me that ! " He scolded 

         " I...what ? " You asked too hurt and confused by his sudden words

          " What ? what ! " He shouted 

              You stood there completely motionless , his words had hit you like a huge slap on the face. At this moment you expected him to love you back and that you would get your happily ever after. This was the sad reality you feared,Rejection. You felt as if all the times you helped,cared,and loved him had been completely useless. 

             " Oh ! c'mon ___ stop crying ! " He hissed  

    You nodded and wiped your tears. You had to be strong. After all he would have never gone out with you , even Taehyung said he like noona's. 

     " I'm sorry Jeon Jungkook , I...promise to never bother you again , I'll stay out of your way , I won't ....I ...won't ever call you kookie or oppa. This is the last time i'll ever cry for you " You assured 

             You took a seat on the bench and watched as Jungkook left. After 15 minutes of crying to yourself you wiped your tears and walked back towards the guys house. You tried looking happy so that V wouldn't notice you had been crying. If Taehyung found out Jungkook had made you cry there would be problems ,and thats the last thing you wanted. Once you entered the house you quickly took the seat next to V. You noticed everyone was so into the movie , they didn't even notice you came back. 

        " what's wrong __ ? " V asked 

                   " Nothing oppa " You said looking away from him 

           Taehyung stood up and pulled you out to the small porch. You kept your head down not wanting to look at him in the eyes. V lifted your head up with his finger and stared into your eyes. He took a deep breath and sighed. He reached out to hug you. You quickly ran over to V and let it all out. 

       " Yah , don't cry what's wrong " Taehyung asked 

              " I'm just an immature little girl " You said giving him a small smile. 

     " Well, eww ! you don't need him anyway , what you need is a cupcake ! " He joked while smashing his half eaten cupcake in your face 

                  You laughed and playfully punched V's arm , but punching this idiot only caused you to get 10 full minutes of Kim Taehyung tickles.  

       " Yah ! stop it " You laughed 

 " I have an idea ! " He said giving you a well known alien smirk. Which by now you knew was a bad idea. Last time V had a "Great Idea" he ended up breaking his arm.  

         " No way ! Kim Taehyung , I'm not trying to get myself killed " You joked 

   " It's the best idea I've ever had ! ___ be my fake girlfriend and together we'll make Jungkook jealous " He suggested while giving you his normal goofy smile.

        " No way V ! , that really will make me seem immature " You explained

               After thirty minutes of V telling you what a great idea it was, and you completely disagreeing ,you finally gave in . Once you and V went back inside to finishing watching the movie. The idiot you called best friend stood in the middle of the T.V blocking the others from watching the movie. 

        " I have something very important to say ! " He hollered 

“ Anio~! oppa oh no ! stop it ” you whispered while trying to pull him away, You tried saying it as quietly as possible but failed. Jungkook had overheard you.

     " Oh no please continue " Jungkook said curiously 

         " Me and __ are dating now ! " V smiled 

 " Thats the very important thing you had to say Hyung ? " He said coldly 

            You and V frowned and took a seat on the couch across from Jungkook and Minah. During the movie you noticed the room had gotten a bit too cold. You remembered you had forgotten your blanket at home.You were so cold you didn't even notice you were hugging yourself, but V from the corner of his eyes noticed and sweetly wrapped his arms around you. 


                      You had been trying to watch the movie , but you kept looking over at V hyung who had his arms wrapped around ____. You tried doing the same with Minah noona but she just pushed you away saying she was busy texting someone important. You tried multiple times to cuddle with Minah but she simply rejected you. Once the movie was over everyone had left to their rooms to get ready for bed. You shared a room with V hyung.As you walked in the room you saw __ and V kissing. You didn't know how to explain it but it made you somewhat mad. You weren't jealous. Right ? You walked past them and crashed shoulders with Taehyung.You angrily threw him his pillow.  

       " You guys are sleeping on the floor ! " You said sounding a bit annoyed

 Hope You guys like part two !ツ Sorry it took so long :( . Sorry if we haven't done some of the scenarios you requested but we'll have a couple of them done tomorrow, Also Part Three coming soon ! ♥ - Admin A 

Part One –> http://kookieyeol11.tumblr.com/post/98111503750/i-love-him-he-loves-me-not-bts-jungkook-part-one

Drunk Calls
  • Ashton: "Baby!" Ashton shouts into the phone. The word takes him over double the time to get it out as it normally does. "Uh, hey, Ashton," you laugh. "Are you drunk right now?" He giggles in reply. You roll your eyes and cross your free arm over your chest as you wait for him to speak. He does, but to someone else on the other end. You're only catching half of the conversation, so his words don't make any sense. You don't think they would have made sense if you even if you were hearing the other half of the conversation. "Ashton, are you celebrating with the guys?" you ask. "Uh huh," he says slowly. "Babe, you know I won an award right? I gave the speech. Did you see?" You open your mouth to answer, but he talks over you, "Babe, we should make out right now." You laugh before explaining, "Ash, I'm not anywhere near you. I'll see you in, like, two days though. We can make out then if you still want to." He humphs before resolving, "Okay. Okay. Wait, Calum is doing something that looks fun. I'm going to go now. Bye, babe." He hands up without another word. You shake your head at your boyfriend's drunken actions before going back to watching your movie.
  • Calum: You stir from your nap when you hear your phone ringing. "Hey, Calum," you mumble into the phone after glancing at your caller ID. "There you are!" Calum says far too loudly for your post-nap mindset. "Calum, quieter," you mumble as you rub your head. "Oh, sorry," he whispers, well, more like whisper-shouts, "how was your day?" You glance at the clock and frown. "Cal, it's two in the afternoon," you tell him. "Oh, sorry," he giggles. "I'm a lot drunk right now." You sigh and shake your head at him despite the fact that you can't see him right now. "I can tell. What do you need?" you ask. "Nothing. I just wanted to hear you talk for a little bit. You have a nice voice. Have I ever told you that you have a nice voice before? Well, if I haven't, I should've because you definitely do. It's super pretty and nice, just like you! Maybe that's why your voice is the way it is!" he rambles. You laugh and say, "That's very sweet of you, Cal. However, I need to go get ready for class, so I'm going to have to let you go. Call me when you're less drunk."
  • Luke: Your phone rings a little later than anyone would normally call you. You glance at is as you go to answer it. The late call makes sense when you realize it's your friend Luke who has probably forgotten about time zones again. "Luke, it's late," you sing softly. "(Y/N), you answered. Fuck-" he stops himself. He lets out a frustrated sigh and you can picture him running a hand through his messy hair. "Of course I did. What's up? Is something wrong?" you ask him, concerned by his tone. "No, well yeah, but not really," he stutters out. You hear him take a deep breath to focus before continuing. "Look, I'm a little drunk right now, but I mean what I'm about to say, okay? I promise I mean this. Sober Luke means this even more than Drunk Luke does," he tells you. "I'm in love with you, like, crazy in love with you. I write too many fucking songs about you now, you know. Shit, I shouldn't have said that. I'm definitely doing this wrong, but I couldn't wait any longer. I love you, okay? I'm going to hang up so you can think about all of this shit coming out of my mouth. Okay. I love you, (Y/N). Bye."
  • Michael: "Michael, what the hell do you want?" you ask as soon as you answer the phone, not giving him a chance to speak. "You," Michael says. "I want you back in my bed tonight." You roll your eyes when you realize he's drunk. A drunk call from your ex was the last thing you wanted today. "Mike, I don't want to deal with this today," you sigh. "No, fuck, don't hang up. I miss you. Please don't hang up," he spits out quickly. "I know I'm saying the wrong shit, but even you've said this: Drunken words are sober thoughts. And I'm really fucking drunk right now, baby. Please, let me come home." You scoff and say, "You are home, Michael." He sighs and says, "No, home is with you and I'm not with you right now, baby. I tried to find a new home, but it all feels wrong. Not even the bottom of the liquor bottle feels like home anymore. I need you, baby. I love you. Please let me come home. Please." You sigh and say, "Go sleep off the alcohol. If you call me back in the morning, I'll know you actually meant what you've just said." You hang up without another word. It doesn't surprise you when your phone doesn't ring in the morning.
  • A/N: dcmarvelcutie23 requested a blurb where Ashton drunk dials his girlfriend forever ago. I did this with it instead. Hope that's fine. - Kate

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anonymous asked:

Clintasha + 12+17.

i got two of these with the exact same numbers and i’m not sure if they’re from the same person or not but here you go! (sorry this took so long)

(also i combined them, i hope that’s okay)

things you said when you thought i was asleep + things you said that i wish you hadn’t

The sound of the door opening is barely audible. The SHIELD agent in Clint wants to jump into defense mode immediately, but something stops him. The soft footsteps, sure and yet tentative all at once. It’s barely been a month but he’s committed the sound of those footsteps to memory. He’d know them anywhere. Natasha.

She’d conveniently chosen her SHIELD quarters just down the hall from his own. At first he’d truly believed it to be a coincidence, but he knows her better now and he knows. Natasha doesn’t do anything by accident.

He’s acutely aware of the way she crosses the room slowly. He can feel her watching him, even with his eyes closed. And then he feels her weight settle at the end of his bed.

He waits, still feigning sleep, desperately hoping that she can’t tell the difference.

“You told me once that I could come talk to you,” she begins. Clint can feel his throat tighten and he has to remind himself to breathe normally.

Natasha laughs softly. “I think you probably assumed I’d come while you were awake. But there are some things I can’t talk about yet.” She takes a deep breath. “I was nine years old the first time I killed a man.”

She goes on to recount stories of her past in the Red Room, speaking about the horrors in a detached, matter-of-fact way, as if they’re just facts of life. The desperate desire to touch her, comfort her, hold her shakes him to his core and he resists it, telling himself that she’d never forgive him if she knew that he was listening. So he continues to listen until she drifts off into silence and he feels the weight leave the bottom of his bed and he thinks she’s gone.

And then he feels lips on his cheek, so soft that it might have been a dream if he wasn’t awake. “Goodnight, Clint,” she whispers. And then his door swishes shut again and she’s gone and he’s left with the weight of what he just heard and too many secrets for him to carry.

“How’d you sleep?” he asks her casually when he sees her wrapping tape around her knuckles in the gym the next morning.

She smiles the soft half-smile that he’s begun to think of as her trademark. “Alright. Thanks for asking. You?”

“Like a rock,” he lies.

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