i just love the way they describe each other

#renewsense8 because...?

[cracks knuckles] hold onto ur hats - i’m bout take a lil’ moment to sing this show’s praises

  • 8 main cast members, only 2 of whom are white Americans; beautifully characterised, constantly developing, flawed, realistic people you root for, laugh with, feel in ur heart!!
  • every culture, language, sexuality and gender identity is respected. nobody demeans their own country for laughs and they’re so honest about the unique issues each character (called a Sensate!) faces specifically because of their race, their gender, etc ACCORDING to where they live
  • god, the cinematography. the colours, the acting, the shots, landscapes, the way it shows you parts of the world from almost every corner and makes you feel as if you’ve known them your entire life!!
  • it doesn’t go down the “colour-blind, we’re all human”, route. it actively accepts, celebrates and encourages ppl in the show (and watching!!) to celebrate our differences, large and small. they’re what makes us, us; not something to overcome, to connect in spite of, but because of
  • all of the 8 main characters are basically non-het, non-monogamous, and one of them is trans & if i was gonna define them, i’d have to say pansexual!! polyamorous!! go ahead & count how many non-white pansexual poly characters of multiple genders YOU know of in books, tv, movies, ANYTHING
  • it gives me hope for our future. that as one diverse race, accepting of our differences, understanding the enemy, we can fight what tries to divide, kill and disconnect us
  • it connects the people watching it to each other in a way that’s never happened to me with anything else. i can’t describe it, but it’s almost as if the empathic link between the Sensates pulls you and everyone else watching into some kind of massive network and you just feel real and vital and human and so, so alive
  • THE SOUNDTRACK IS POPPIN and what’s up by the four non-blondes is about to become your anthem. i swear it
  • every ship is 100% possible. they’re literally a big polyamorous pile of love (no spoilers … but wait for THOSE scenes). p much every ship is canon @ this point. what’s a ship war again
  • sense8 preaches loving openly, unapologetically. it’s an advocate of diversity in every form imaginable. it’s about acceptance; it’s funny, it moves you, it opens you up, and it shows you what the world could be, for a moment, if we could push ourselves to be more connected
  • so, if you read this far, and you’re totally into it - sense8 is available on netflix (and go.movies, if ur living That Life) rn, in danger of being cancelled so use #renewsense8 on twitter, tumblr and facebook to save it!!!!!!!! 
♡ love in the stars ♡

Hello! Have you been stuck when it comes to love? Do you ever struggle wondering what you want? Well, to know yourself well on the romantic side, here’s some things you could look at on your chart!

  1. SIGN OF YOUR VENUS. Venus, the planet of beauty and romance. Probably the best place to look for when it comes to romance! Your Venus sign tells you what attracts you romantically, and how you would act in love! This is especially true for girls, since it is a feminine planet! What you want in a first date would be expressed by your Venus!
  2. LOCATION OF YOUR VENUS. The house where your Venus is located will mix with the sign of your Venus! A lot of people can think their Venus is expressed as a certain sign, but when you put it into a different house, you could express your Venus in a different way, depending on who rules the house! For example, my Venus is in Aries, but it’s in the 7th House, so I also show Libra tendencies when I’m in love! Also, the location of your Venus shows where you’ll most likely meet your love interests. If that’s not useful, then I don’t know that is.
  3. MARS. Whether you connect love and sex or not, Mars is very important, especially if you’re a guy. Mars shows how a guy will pursue you in love! It also rules how you will flirt with the person you like. And Mars also shows what you’re like in bed ;) The sign and house it’s in will tell you how your love interest could be passionate, and where they’re passionate.
  4. PLUTO. The deep, intimate side of sex (if you know what I mean) is one of the things that Pluto gives insight to. Look at the sign of Pluto and what house it’s in to gain what you want in secret intimacy with your partner.
  5. JUNO. Your Juno gives insight to what you want in a partner for the long run, and what your life partner could actually be like!
  6. PSYCHE AND EROS. These are your “sex” asteroids. While Mars is kind of a little general, telling you about your energy, passion, your masculine side, and your anger, your Psyche and Eros signs will give you more insight into how your love interest could be in the bedroom! Best part? You don’t need an exact birth time, just their birthday! Once you find it, compare your Eros sign to your partner’s PSYCHE sign. Don’t pair your Eros to their Eros or vice versa!!
  7. SYNASTRY. Synastry is compatibility, but on steroids. Synastry is basically comparing your chart to your partner’s chart and analyzing the aspects that are created! Synastry is a great way to know how two people will interact with each other in a relationship, and it’s great because you could see your lover’s reasons for doing certain things through synastry! Synastry is very focused on the two indviduals in the relationship. Aspects between are very important in synastry!!
  8. COMPOSITE CHARTS. Unlike synastry, composite charts don’t focus on the two individuals, but more on the relationship itself. Composite charts are created by creating the midpoint of your placements your partner’s placements into a chart. The nature of your relationship when you two are together are mentioned here, and how people will think of your relationship will also be mentioned! While synastry is more “romance” based, you can do a composite chart with your friends! You can create a chart from more than two people, so might as well do your whole squad!!
  9. THE 5TH HOUSE. The fifth house strictly rules dating and only dating. How you are when you’re looking for a casual romantic relationship would be mentioned here! Pay attention to the signs and planets in this house if you have any!
  10. THE 7TH HOUSE. The seventh house strictly rules marriage and the long-term partnership in your life! Things like serious relationships, and marriage will be mentioned here! Pay attention to the signs and planets in this house if you have any!
  11. THE DESCENDANT. The Descendant is the sign that rules the cusp of your 7th House. The Descendant gives insight to what you want in a partner!!
  12. THE SUN-MOON MIDPOINT. While the Venus-Mars midpoint could give you a good idea for compatibility, I personally the sun-moon midpoint is better when it comes to compatibility. All you gotta do is look up your sun-moon midpoint on astro.com and find the sign! Whatever sign is your sun-moon midpoint, you’ll find comfort and feel attracted to anybody who has personal planets in your sun-moon midpoint, even if they’re not attracted to you!
  13. VERTEX. The Vertex is known as the “secondary” Descendant and could give more insight to what you want in a partner. Just look up your vertex on astro.com, and you’ll find the sign!
  14. NORTH AND SOUTH NODE. If you’ve ever felt that “deja vu” moment when you talk to a certain someone, maybe one of your planets is conjunct to their North and South Node! If you have a strong connection to someone in your South Node, they could be your soulmate from a past life! If you have a strong connection to someone in your North Node, this person will most definitely help you in the what you need to do in this lifetime!
  15. ASPECTS TO ANYTHING I JUST SAID ABOVE THAT CAN MAKE ASPECTS. I’m talking about asteroids and planets! Venus, Mars, Pluto Juno, Eros, Psyche, ALL OF THEM. Describing the sign of a planet and where it is can say a lot, but aspects can open a WHOLE new world when it comes to describing what love could be like to you!! Just remember about orbs. The smaller the orb, the more significant!! I prefer to only read aspects that have a 0-1 orb for asteroids, and maybe 0-10 orb for personal planet aspects (example: Mercury to Venus), and only 0-7 for personal planets to outer planets (example: Venus-Uranus) I will mention that VENUS is probably the one planet you’d want to look at most!!
  16. THE ELEMENTS. The elements are a great way to remember which signs work with each other, and can simplify compatibility so it fits better into your head. Remember, same element pairings work well, and same polarity (masculine or feminine) pairings also work well. HOWEVER, don’t let this oversimplification make you narrow-minded in astrology! It is simply a guide, and it’s not to be treated like it’s a law. It’s great for textbook compatibility, but it’s ultimately up to you to decide what you consider compatible or not.

In fact, it’s ultimately up to you to do whatever you want. If ANY of these things on the list rules against what you want in love, GO FOR IT ANYWAY. Astrology is ultimately supposed to guide, not to dictate what you do.

I hope this post is helpful for anybody who’s been looking into the love side of astrology!

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Summary:

Dean and Y/N share a bed in a motel and Dean has a dream about her, mindlessly pulling her into him and peppering he with kisses.

Words: ~2100

Warnings: mention of injuries, FLUFF

A/N:I’m actually really proud of this one even though the introduction is a bit boring. please read until the end and tell me what you think! Also, I really love this cheesy bed sharing fanfictions but it’s different in this imagine. (This theme wasn’t my idea, I saw it somewhere but don’t remember the name anymore…)

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Falling in love is so easy that you don’t realise that it is actually happening.

A stupid, cheesy saying that I never really agreed with. I mean, how could you not notice being head over heels because of one person.
Well, I guess I learned it the hard way. Or rather kinda the hard way.

I was used to share a bed with Dean. But it was never the type of bed sharing that was needy and consisted of endless cuddles and realising the love for the other person.
It was never the type of bed sharing that was described in the Dean Winchester fanfictions on the Internet.
Yes, maybe I was interested in the fantasies of the so called “Deangirls”. But that’s not the point.

Back to the topic: Dean and I just laid next to each other, not really caring about the other and simply only wanting to rest after an exhausting day.

So when we entered the motel that only had one room with two normal sized beds left, there wasn’t a nervous fluttering in my stomach. Why should I be nervous?
So when we entered the room that was barely tidied up, there wasn’t a flirty comment from Dean about sharing a bed with his godlike body. Why should he be flirty?

Dean only looked at me briefly when Sam threw his bag on the bed at the window, reassuring our arrangement. I nodded before I headed to the bathroom without a word, feeling cramps in my abdomen.
I tried not to get pissed about my period. The life of a hunter was cursed anyway and my period was actually the pain that was the easiest to endure.

Trying to forget about the pain coming from my stomach and the fresh, deep cut caused by a werewolf, I stepped into the shower. I enjoyed having the warm and clean water covering my body like a sterile blanket and felt better as soon as I changed into my pyjamas which weren’t soaked in my own and werewolf blood.

Leaving the bathroom I saw Sam getting patched up by Dean and I approached them. “How bad is it?”, I wanted to know while I took a closer look on Sam’s neck.

“It’s very deep… but not deep enough to turn him, I guess.”, Dean mumbled, his eyes fixed on his younger brother’s neck.
“I’m fine!”, Sam rolled his eyes but Dean pushed a cloth against his neck making Sam groan in pain. “Yeah, maybe not.”, I chuckled and gave him a smile filled with sympathy.

I sat down on the bed, watching the boys tiredly. “Your turn.”, Dean demanded seriously, but his voice was definitely filled with concern after Sam stood up to have a shower as well.

“I’m fine.”, I rolled my eyes just like Sam did a while ago and Dean scoffed. “Trust me, sweetheart, you’re not. Stop bullshitting me like Sam does.”, Dean said harshly and now it was my turn to scoff.

“How about you shut up and let me rest?!”, I snapped, causing Dean to jump slightly at my sudden change of mood from tired and annoyed to aggressive and dangerous.
“Well, I would if you hadn’t had this huge cut on your tigh! And in case you didn’t notice, if you hadn’t thrown yourself in front of me, I would be the one with the cut.”, Dean replied matter-of-factly with an incredible calm voice while I stood up to face him.
“So it’s my fault now that I’m hurt?”, I yelled, folding my arms in front of my chest.

“Hell yeah, it is!”, he threw his arms in the air, “I could’ve handled this freaking werewolf on my-”
“Hey, guys, lower your voices!”, Sam’s voice interrupted Dean and we both stayed still, glaring at each other.

“Whatever.”, I shrugged with anger in my voice and turned around to finally get some rest.
He didn’t say anything else while I started to go through my stuff, looking for my beautiful, black gun that always had to lay right next to the bed.
I didn’t know what Dean was doing and I honestly didn’t care at the moment. I just wanted to sleep.

I laid down flat on my back on the right half of the bed, leaving the left half to Dean.
I allowed myself a glance at him, sitting at the little table and researching. I could see the tension in his muscles while he propped up his head with his right hand. It didn’t took me very long to feel sorry, my mood changing again.

But before I even had the chance to think about apologizing, Sam entered the room and it was Dean’s turn to have a shower.
I quickly closed my eyes, hoping that Sam wouldn’t ask questions and would leave me alone.

About ten minutes later, I was already zoning out, I felt Dean next to me because of the lowering of the matress due to his weight and of course his shoulder that was pressed against mine.

“I’m sorry.”, I whispered so that only he could hear it before I opened my eyes and turned my eyes to look at him.
“I just wanted to help.”, he murmured, his facial expression tensed telling me that he was still mad at me. Without thinking I took his hand in mine, intertwining our fingers and feeling the tension slowly vanishing.

“I know. I’m just super sensitive at the moment.”, I mumbled, hoping he would get it. But he just looked at me, confused and tired. “I’m… um, it’s just… it’s this time of the month again.”, I explained and his eyes widened slightly before he nodded. “Oh.”

I fell asleep several minutes later with Dean next to me and his fingers between mine, which wasn’t romantic in any way. It was simply platonic
Our relationship was platonic even though Sam said different things I was pretty sure that there wasn’t anything romantic going on between Dean and me.
It was simply platonic.

And I was also not in love with Dean Winchester.

But when I woke up to Dean pulling my small body into him, I did feel a weird feeling in my stomach and it wasn’t my period, that was for sure.
I felt Dean’s strong arms under my head and around my waist while his chest covered my back. “Dean?”, I asked and only got a quiet groan as a reply.

I didn’t remember the reason why I let him sleep, probably because of his lack of sleep. But I did remember how my heart stopped beating for a couple of seconds when I felt his lips on the back of my neck. Warm and soft.

One kiss, then another, then another…

And then, him mumbling my name… I couldn’t move like my body was bewitched while his lips trailed over to my shoulder. “Dean?”, I asked again and I turned around a bit, feeling the grib on my waist tighten and his lips wandering to my neck.

My face was hot. Very hot and probably red like a tomato. Dean groaned again when he started sucking on my neck and I let out a unwanted moan.

I looked over Dean’s shoulder to Sam, panicking and checking wether he was sleeping. He was asleep. Thank god…

Slowly getting calmer, I let Dean kiss me and started to enjoy the feeling of his slightly wet lips on my sensitive skin.
My eyes closed without me wanting it, taking in Dean’s scent which mostly consisted of cheap soap.

I didn’t wanted to admit it but I liked it. The whole situation.
Dean’s scent around me, the warmth coming from him, his strong arms around me and the fact that he was probably dreaming about me while kissing my neck.

“Dean!”, I raised my voice when I got out of my trance and he groaned again.
But this time he finally woke up, his face in the crook of my neck and his arms holding me near him.
In a second, his beautiful face was as red as mine while he let go of me.

Without a word I hurried into the bathroom to go to the toilet and to brush my teeth, wanting to feel clean again.
I quickly brushed my hair without really looking into the mirror.

“I’m going to buy some pie.”, I mumbled before leaving the motel and Dean just nodded, not saying his usual words “That’s my girl.”

When I got back about half an hour later, Dean was packing his stuff and Sam wasn’t in bed anymore. “Where’s-”, I began and Dean answered before I even ended the sentence, “Bathroom.”.

“Here, I already packed your stuff. I hope you don’t mind ‘cause of your… Nevermind.”, he mumbled while he handed me my backbag. We stood still for a moment, his incredibly green eyes wandering to my neck and staying there. He cleared his throat before he looked at me again and then continued, “Sam said that we should wait in the car.”

After he finished packing everything in his back we went over to the Impala where I remembered the pie in my plastic bag that I totally forgot surprisingly.
“That’s for you by the way.”, I told Dean as he leaned against his car.

His green eyes lit up at my words while his smile widened. “You’re the best.”, he grinned at me, not even looking at the pie I gave him. He also took my bag out of my hand to put it and the pie on the back seat.

And before I knew it, his lips were on mine. Not on my back, not on my shoulder, not on my neck. No, they met my lips and slowly moved, filling me up with excitement. His right hand wandered up to caress my cheek while his nose brushed against mine.

I knew that it was definitely too late now. And maybe I even knew that already in the morning. There was no point of trying to hide it from myself.

I was in love with him.
And I let myself melt into his body, my hands roaming up over his body while his arms wrapped around my back to lift me up. I laughed against his while I folded my arms behind his head and deepened the kiss.

A few moments later Sam appeared put of nowhere and cleared his throat. Dean and I separated quickly but kept close. And of course, he had to comment what he saw, “Told you she would let you kiss her.”

After Sam sat in the car, I saw Dean still smirking at me. “I wouldn’t have kissed you if Sam hadn’t told me about you letting me kiss you this morning.”
“What? I thought he was asleep!”, i exclaimed, making him chuckle and pulling me into a hug.

“I’m sorry by the way. I didn’t know that… well, I was dreaming that you and I…”, he whispered, his lips brushing over my ear.
“It’s fine. I mean, I can’t complain. And sharing a bed with you is always fun. It never hurts to have such a gorgeous sleeping beauty next to me.”, I mumbled into his shoulder before he pulled himself back to lock into my eyes.

He smiled at me a few seconds before he leaned down to kiss me again. With a quick movement he turned us, my back hitting the Impala when his hips pressed me against his car. There wasn’t much time before this kiss escalated. His tongue tracing over my lower lip, causing my knees to get weak and my body to melt even more into him.

We were interrupted by Sam, his knuckles knocked against the half-open window. “Honestly, you lovebirds, we have work to do.”, he laughed and Dean groaned loadly when we parted, my head instinctively following his.

He looked down at me sweetly, his eyes not even fully opened and he pecked my lips again before he pressed a kiss on my fore head.

“You have no idea what you do to me.”, he sighed quietly before he let go of me and we got into the car.

Sam just smirked at Dean and then turned around to look at me, smirking at me as well while Dean was concentrated on the road.
“Nice hickey you got there.”, Sam mentioned and my eyes instantly widened as my hand reached up to my neck.

As soon as I locked into the mirror I saw Dean staring at me. Then he winked, making my face heat up but a smile formed on my lips.

This was the beginning of something new. Something different.
And I was really happy about Dean dreaming about me and also Sam not being awake.

Your Love

Song: Your Love by Little Mix. (I recommend, it’s really good:))

Any songs you want, let me know!! 

Warnings: Slight smut, stress.

Genre: Fluff, College AU

Word Count: 4186

Originally posted by nochujungkookie

“If I ain’t got nothin’, Least I got you.” 

You were sitting at your kitchen table, your books and sheets of paper scattered so there was no wood peeking through. You thought being in your third year of college would make things easier, but you were proven wrong. The exams coming up that you had to study for, the hours you had to work to at least get something to eat and stay healthy, the stress was getting to you and you wanted to rip your eyeballs out and throw them out the window. You were lucky you didn’t have work today or you might have actually been tempted to rip out your eyeballs. You sighed and rested you chin on your fist, looking around your apartment that you shared with your boyfriend. 

You apartment wasn’t small, but it wasn’t big either. It has one bedroom, one bathroom, the living room, the kitchen, a closet filled with a washing machine and dryer, and a few decorations here and there. You had the furniture you needed and could afford. You guys were happy in your little home. Sometimes the rent got a little high for you guys and you both needed to work extra shifts and it bummed you both out, not being able to see each other for a few days at a time. But when those extra shifts were over and you go to hold each other, you both were happy. Both of your jobs gave you the amount of money to survive, get food and the necessities for the house. But it also stressed you both out when you wanted to spend a little money on the other. Just a few weeks ago Jungkook was upset that he couldn’t buy you something extravagant for your birthday. Or when you guys wanted to go out for dinner but couldn’t because you both knew the little money you both had, should be saved to keep a roof over your heads and food in your mouths. But it always worked out because Jungkook would light a candle in the middle of the table and and you both would enjoy your cup of ramen. At the end you both knew, you just wanted each other. 

“Deeper than oceans, As sweet as devotion, It’s all I need. You pull me close, And there’s no way that I can describe; What your love makes me feel like.” 

You hadn’t realized it had gotten late until you heard the door open a close. Your head quickly looks at the clock by the TV. 8:03pm. You sigh and rake your fingers through your hair as you stare lazily at the open textbook before you. You snap back into reality when you feel those familiar hands on your shoulder, massaging lightly before kissing the same spot. 

“Baby, you’re in the same exact spot you were in when I left for work. At seven-thirty in the morning. Have you gotten up at all?” Jungkook asks you, looking over your shoulder at the mess before you both. When you mumble something about getting up on occasion to use the bathroom, it doesn’t help settle his worry. “Have you eaten?” When you don’t reply, he sighs and kissing the top of your head before going to the kitchen. He starts to boil enough water for the both of you and takes out two cups of ramen from the cupboard. While the water boils, Jungkook takes off his jacket and leaves it on the counter before going back to you. He sits in the seat before you, waiting for you to look up. And when you don’t he chuckles sweetly at your concentrated face. Your teeth biting down on the cap of the highlighter that’s in your hand. Your hair loose and tucked behind your ear, your face bare of any makeup. Your pretty little face that he never gets tired of looking at. “I’m going to help you study.” 

Your head finally snapped up to look at him, after his statement. You furrowed your eyebrows and looked at him with a tilt of your head. “And how do you plan on doing that?” You smiled and giggled. Words couldn’t describe how he made you feel. He was caring, kind, funny, a meme, a bunny, a kid at times but he knew when to be serious and the past two years of your life were the best. He was there for you through your struggles of college and work or life in general. And you were there for him. 

“We’re going to do it how we watched in that movie the other night.” His smile turned into a wide smirk. Your eyes widen in shock as you feel your cheeks start to heat up. You bit your lip to hide your excited smile. “You know how it works, I ask you a question; if you get it right, I strip. If you get it wrong, you strip.” 

You couldn’t help the wide smile that spreads on your face as you nod, handing over your set of flashcards before he helped you put everything away. In order, luckily he knew by now how you liked your studying notes to be placed. He made sure to shuffle the cards while he fixed the way he was seated, shuffling the order you had to make sure you don’t cheat. You sat leaning forward, elbows on the table and your hands locked together, chin resting on the fist. He clears his throat before sending you a wide smile and nods once enthusiastically. The questions he reads out is luckily the one you had been studying before he walked through the door. Since you got it right, he was the first to strip. “This is gonna be a good one.” He praised as he leaned down, doing something under the table. A few seconds later he raised his arm and threw the article of clothing at you; socks. You grumble in disgust as he laughs at your reaction. He winks at you after you tell him to make it a little more exciting next time. The next question, you got it wrong. And since you had less clothing than him, you had to opt for taking off your sweatshirt, well Jungkook’s but it was still on your body, your tank top still on. The game continued. Right then, you were left in your tank top and underwear, Jungkook in just his underwear. He started to read the question before he was cut off by the smoke alarm. You both quickly got up and sped to the kitchen. You attended the stove turning it off and grabbing the empty pot, smoke coming from it, while Jungkook waved his t-shirt at the alarm, trying to get it to shut off. Once it’s shut off Jungkook sighs and looks to you.

“Kookie, what was in here?” 

He opens his mouth then shuts it and bites his lip. “… Water.” 

“Babe, how the hell do you burn water?” 

“Late up on Sunday and workin’ on Monday, Let’s pack up and run away, Just me and you.”

When you got home from work Monday evening, you immediately collapsed onto the couch, much to exhausted to make it to your bedroom. You looked at the clock on the TV, telling you it was 4:00pm. You sighed and tucked your legs under you as you untied your hair. Jungkook wasn’t due to be home until around eight, so you had a good four hours to yourself, but you wanted him there with you now. 

You hadn’t realized you fell asleep until you woke up by the sound of the door shutting. You sit up and turn around to see Jungkook with his head hanging down. He took off his shoes before he looked up at you and you gasped at the sight. You quickly get up and walk to him, cupping his face as he licks his cut lip. He had a bruise on his cheek and on his jaw as well as a cut on his lip. “Baby, I’m fine.” 

“What the hell happened?” You asked as you pulled him to your room and sat him on the bed. You quickly rushed to the freezer, grabbing a few ice in a towel then running back to your bedroom. You hold it against his face, his hand wrapped around your wrist and his eyes closed as he leans into the cold towel.

“Some asshole started a fight at the shop today. When I told him to get the hell out, he didn’t take it so well.” He mumbles as he scratches at the back of his neck. Jungkook’s job took place in the bad part of town, but it paid well and that’s why he stayed there. There were always men or women there trying to steal or start fights with other customers. Some would come in trying to sell drugs or themselves. Jungkook was even caught up in a armed robbery, luckily he wasn’t behind the cash register but still, he was there and the gun was also pointed at him. You told him countless of time when things like this happened to quit. That you’d take care of everything until he found a new job. But he couldn’t add more stress to you, so he stayed put. You told him not to worry about me but to think about his safety. He still disagreed and stayed at that retched place. He felt as if he needed to help bring things to the table. Even if it was for a few weeks where he couldn’t help, he would feel guilty and didn’t want to make you the only one working in the apartment. 

You sigh. “Kookie.” You mumble and play with his hair. You climb into the bed and lay on your back, pulling him so his head lays on your chest. You play with his hair and hold the ice to his face still. One of his arm is wrapped around your waist while the other still holds your wrist in place. “I love you, Jungkook.”

“I love you too, Y/N.” 

You guys stayed in that position for hours, not wanting to let him go. You wanted to comfort him like he’s done multiple times for you. He always held you close and kissed your face when you were down, always making sure to let you know everything was going to be okay. And you just wanted him to know that too. You wanted him to know just how much you loved him, because words weren’t enough for you. But he knew. He knows. He knows how much you love him and You know how much he loves you. 

You mumbled sweet words into his hair and kissed his hair, then his forehead then his cheeks. Being careful to not kiss to hard on his bruises. He lifted his head to kiss you, the slight taste of blood coming from his lip. You continued to make out until the sound of his stomach growling roamed the air causing you to chuckle and his cheeks becoming a bright pink. “I’ll make dinner.” 

It was that Friday, that you came home to find Jungkook packing a bag. Panic immediately ran through your body. Where was he going? Was he leaving you? Was he over everything? 

You stood in the doorway and watched as he continued to pack clothes. You waited to see if he’d notice you standing there, watching him pack clothes for God knows what. “Jungkook?” 

He immediately stopped in his tracks and turned to you. “Hey baby.” He gave you a bright smile. 

“What are you doing?” You asked in a quiet voice and stared at the clothes in his hand. You were scared. You thought he was leaving you alone in this apartment that held so many memories of the past years you’ve two shared. 

He looks down at the clothes after he saw you staring at. He let out a small gasp and looked at your worried face. You eyes slightly glossy, but not enough for someone to think you were crying. But he knew. You were biting your lip as you waited for his answer, never taking your eyes off of the clothes. He throws the clothes onto the open bag and walked over to you. He cups your face in his hands and immediately brings your lips to his. He slouches down to reach your lips and holds your head close to his. He pulls away slowly, keeping his lips hovered over yours. “Your stuff is already packed.” He points to the floor by the bed. Another bag already packed and ready to go. “I did your stuff first because I knew you’d need more stuff than I, and it’d take longer to pack. We’re going away for the weekend.” He gives you that bright smile, teeth and all. 

“Oh.. I thought…” You don’t finish your sentence in embarrassment, giving him a shy smile before you look back down at the ground. 

“I know what you thought. Don’t think like that.” He chuckles softly under his breath before kissing you forehead then going back to his clothes. “Now get changed into something comfortable, we’re going to our happy place.” 

You lit up after hearing his statement. You quickly changed out of your work clothes and changed into a sweatshirt and tights. You waited for him to be done and when he was, he took hold of both your bags and led you to his pickup-truck. He through the bags into the back then you both climb into the vehicle. You guys listened to music loudly, and screamed the lyrics out. People in passing cars looked at you weirdly, but you both didn’t care. You guys were happy. 

It took you guys about forty-five minutes to get the “happy place”. You both hopped out of the car and stared at the view. The mountain top showing the perfect view of the city, the sparkling lights, the passing cars and airplanes. The sky almost touching the horizon, almost set. The little stars peeking through the sky, waiting for it to get dark before brightening up. You smile at Jungkook before wrapping you arm around his waist and he your shoulders. This is where Jungkook took you, two years ago, when he asked you to be his girlfriend. You both came here multiple times before then, hiking when you found the hidden space and decided to drive up the mountain more often to just star gaze. This was both of your escape place. You both loved the scenery and the lack of communication to the outside world from your little bubble.  There were countless occasions where you both would camp here, sleeping in the back of his truck with mountains of blankets and pillows.

“Why’d you decide to come here this weekend?” You asked as you looked up at him, your chin resting on his shoulder. You took in his appearance. His slight messed up hair, probably from running his fingers through it from stress at work. His eyes light and reflecting the lights from the building, his lips parted and slightly chapped, his nose and cheeks slightly red from the cold. He looked down at you and gave you a tight lipped smile.

“I think we both could use the break. We’re both done with our last exams of the year, so no more studying.” He gave you a pointed look to which you smiled a blushed at. “And we both had the weekend off, so I thought we could use the weekend to get away from the stress.” 

You grab his chin between you thumb and forefinger and bring his lips down to yours in a chaste kiss. He smiles against you lips before opening the door of the trunk. He climbs in and lays out the blankets and pillows before telling you to come in. You sit with your back to the car, lets spread out in front of you with the blankets covering them. Your shoes left at the edge of the trunk. You head lays on Jungkook’s shoulder, his head atop of yours, as you watch the sunset. The orange sky mixed with pinks and purple and blues. The stars becoming brighter and the lights becoming more evident as the sky gets darker. The sight took your breath away. 

“Thank you.” You say as the sun starts to hide behind the horizon. The sky still orange around the edge and it looked amazing. 

“What for, baby?” He asks as he moves his head so his lips are against your hair. 

“For everything.” You say and you can feel the smile on his face against your head. 

“You deserve the world, Y/N.” He mumbles and holds you tighter. 

“You’re my world.” You giggle at your cheesiness, and look up to see him laughing as well. “I know it’s cheesy, but you make me the happiest person on the planet and I wouldn’t change anything. Nothing at all, because you make everything so worth while.” You ramble but are cut off by Jungkook’s lips. 

“If it weren’t for you, Y/N, I’d still be doing shit in school and would’ve never gotten my life together. So, thank you. Because without you, I wouldn’t be the guy I am today. Happy and in love.” 

You both were so overwhelmed with love and happiness and passion, that all you both wanted to do was get lost in each other. 

“Come over ‘cause I want it all over my body. Boy, there ain’t no heartache you can’t undo.” 

He pulls you onto his lap, never breaking the kiss. You straddled his hips, his hands on your waist. He roams your body. Hands on your waist, your back, your chest, your thighs, your face, everywhere.  You pulled his shirt over his head, your hands resting on his chest while you go back to the warmth of his lips on yours. Your sweatshirt was soon discarded, your bare chest against his. 

You’re soon laid onto your back, your head resting against the pillows and back against the cold blanket. He lifts your left leg to wrap around his waist, his weight being held by his elbows that are by your head. Your hands run through his hair and down his bare, broad chest. Your hot skin against his, lips molded together, not letting go until you’re in dire need of breath. Both your hands roam the other’s body, making sure to feel every inch of the skin you love so much. 

You get lost in each other. Warm hands gliding across soft skin, clothes discarded to the side of the truck, breathless moans and words of love being exchanged. Kisses left all over bodies and marks and bruises exchanged. You made love. You showed each other just how much the other meant to the other. Word’s weren’t enough for you both. You both didn’t know how to express to the other. The amount of small gifts that you could afford, the words “I love you”, the time together, it didn’t seem enough to the two of you, so you showed that love through slow, passionate, sensual sex. You both helped the other through everything life through at you guys, so you both felt like you needed to show just how much you loved the other. 

You were there for him through his fighting days, through his lack of motivation to finish college, through his lack of communication because he was never one to have a full relationship where he felt the way he did with you. He had relationships in the past, but they always ended badly because of his lack of communication and loyalty to the relationship, not cheating; he just didn’t care enough to try. That was until you showed up in his morning class that he was half asleep in, your hair in a lazy pony tail and face bare of any makeup. He was instantly drawn to you because unlike all the other girls, you had a smile on your face even though it was eight o’clock in the morning. Ever since then, nearly three years ago, you have been a part of his life he hopes to never lose.

And the same with you. You had just gotten out of a relationship a few months prior and were convinced guys sucked and you were never going to find the right one. That was until you found Jungkook sitting a few seats away from where you usually sit. At first, you had troubles with Jungkook. He didn’t like to talk about his feelings, he always got into fights every other week and wouldn’t let you in. But you didn’t give up. He showed you how to be happy again and how to live freely. You finally lectured him, telling him that he couldn’t let his life go to shit and he couldn’t like you one day and not the other. He told you he loved you so much it scared him. You couldn’t let him go and that was that. 

The point is; you both mean so much to each other. You couldn’t just not be with the other. It was like Hell on Earth and you both needed the other. 

You laid your head on his bare, sweaty chest. Both of your naked bodies under the blanket, staring at the star lit sky. The lights of the many building vibrant in the dark sky. His arm was wrapped around your waist and the other under his head. After staring at the sky and horizon line for minutes straight, you move your head to rest your chin on Jungkook’s chest. You draw little shapes on his chest as the hand that rested on your waist now plays with your hair that lays on your back, fingers brushing against the skin ever so softly. You look to his face to see a soft smile on his lips, his eyes staring at your face. 

“What?” You ask softly, biting your lip to stop the smile from becoming evident. You lay your cheek on his chest so you’re staring at his face now, the smile becoming wider as he moves his hand to rest on your cheek. 

“Nothing, baby.” He whispers as he pushes away the hair that fell onto your face. “You’re so beautiful.” 

“Oh, stop it.” Your cheeks heat up and you look away from his face, now looking at his chest again. 

“You are Y/N. Thank you for staying with me.” 

“I love you, Jungkook.” You say as you reach up to brush away the sweaty hair from his forehead, then run your finger down his cheek. 

He kisses your cheek. “I love you, Y/N.”

“Come and kiss me like the first time, It’s what your love makes me feel like.” 

-3 Years Later- 

You sat in your kitchen, waiting for the food to cook. You bite on your finger nails and smile down at your hand when a reflect of the light catches your eye. You look down at your new engagement ring, not too big but not small either. Just right, and you were the happiest person alive right now. 

After you and Jungkook graduated college, you both stayed in that apartment for another year, before you bought the house you live in now. You both now have you dream jobs, something you both thought wouldn’t happen. When you both saved enough money, you finally dumped that apartment and not so good neighborhood, then moved into your house. You both loved the house dearly and thought of it as your dream home. It was the biggest house on the block, but it was a decent size for the two of you and any future kids or family that may come to visit. 

It wasn’t until a few weeks ago where you thought something weird was going on with Jungkook. He was going out more with the guys and being secretive, to where it scared you. When he took you back to your happy place, filled with candles and a blanket picnic, and got down on one knee, did it start to make sense. You shed a few tears at his words and question and gladly said yes. 

You both were so damn happy. 

When you were in the middle of cutting peppers, you felt those familiar arms wrap around your waist. You put the knife down and turned around, those familiar lips meeting yours, always feeling that same spark you did when you two first kissed, six years ago. You smile against his lips and he mocks your actions and kisses you cheek. 

You sighed contently as he took off his jacket and told you about his day at work. You smiled as he talked so contently, his smile on his face as he rolled up his sleeves of his dress shirt. You couldn’t help the wide smile that plays over your face as you stare at him. 

“Future wife, what’s got you so happy?” 

“Your love.” 


09.29.17

Cups of Coffee and Lazy Mornings

Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader 

Note: my first Lin fic, I’ve wanted to write Lin for a while but I’ve just never had a good idea for one but this just hit me last night. I hope you don’t mind that it’s on the shorter side and @secretschuylersister the forearm references are all for you.

Dedication: I don’t normally dedicate fics but this one is for my oldest friend Jenna. You’re always there for me and always have been, you let me pull you into the craziness that is the Hamilton fandom, you put up with all my crap and you are the single most supportive person in my life always encouraging me to keep going and do what I love. This is for you Jenna. 

Word Count: 900

Originally posted by hamilfandom

It’s not often that when you tell your husband to stay in bed just a little longer in the morning, that he actually listens and decides to just lie there with you.

These days he’s so busy that he seems to jump out of bed as soon as he opens his eyes, ready to start work on one of the millions of projects he’s working on even before his morning coffee.

But this morning is different, this morning when you hold onto his arm and ask him to just stay with you a little longer he kisses your forehead and wraps his arms around you.

You feel warm, safe and content with the sun peeking in through the gap in the curtains, your husband’s chin resting on the top of your head and his arms around you.

“So I’m finally getting your attention this morning huh?” You tease, smiling as you feel his chest shake gently as he chuckles.

“Well you did make a very compelling argument” he retorts, his voice still scratchy and deep from sleep.

He gently starts to trace patterns into the bare skin of your arm and you just can’t seem to stop your smile from growing even wider.

“All I said was stay” you mutter, suddenly feeling comfortable enough to fall asleep again.

“That is true” he says simply, enjoying the feeling of you tucked up against his chest too much to move.

“Lin if we stay here any longer I’m going to fall asleep again” you point out, trying your best to keep your eyes open.

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Eastwatch | You only know you love him when you let him go

I’ll be damned if that quote doesn’t accurately fit this situation! I mean, really, to see Daenerys behaving like this lovesick teenage girl is truly something else, one of those things I never knew I needed until now 😂💖

Up till now, the focus has mainly been Jon’s attraction to her, and how they’re starting to mutually trust each other. And now, it shifts to Dany and just exactly how much she’s fallen for him without even realizing it! (I’m a sucker for ‘I didn’t think I was in love but I am’ stories apparently)

Their first scene here is the iconic ‘Jon touches Drogon and is overwhelmed with emotion’, and he’s so not alone! I was nearly in tears at this scene, and that’s majorly because of the score.

Honestly, there couldn’t have been a better theme for these star-crossed lovers. The melody is so.. hauntingly beautiful, there’s no other way to describe it. It is simultaneously romantic and sweet, and yet tragically sad, and that’s such a good portrayal of their (or anyone’s for that matter) relationship in GoT. Because there are no happy endings. That fact is so engrained in me (yet another side effect of the travesty that was the 💔 Red Wedding 💔), that nothing is ever going to end well for anyone, especially not for my favorite characters, that I can never get over it.

And I know I overthink a lot, but every time I hear their theme track, I remember all the tragic things that have happened in GoT over the years, everything that the people I love so much have gone through, and it just makes me root for Jonerys even more. It is precisely because I know how relationships work in this universe that I want happiness so badly for my precious babies. They’ve suffered enough, Jon has literally died man. Don’t they at least deserve to have happiness together? (See what I did there? Together 💖🤣)

Aaaand the parallels just keep coming and coming. 


What was important about this scene, what was ‘Jonerys’ about it, is the effect it has on Dany. 

She is used to people cowering in fear in front of her dragons, but when she looks down and sees Jon not only standing his ground, but also petting (petting!) Drogon, she’s instantly intrigued. Not only is Jon honest, noble, sincere and all the thousands of qualities she’s already discovered, but he’s fearless. And more than that, Drogon letting Jon touch him is definitely a big deal for her, because no one apart from her (and Tyrion, let’s never forget that 😎) has gotten so close to her dragons. And now she sees that her fiercest son is accepting Jon’s touch, and this is definitely one of the pivotal moments for her. Because where she had already begun to admire, respect and trust him, now she is attracted to him, and the way she’s looking at him like:

 😂

What I personally found interesting about this was a) Bronn is not alone in the ‘takes braveness to another level’ category. Imagine Drogon coming towards you and not jumping off the cliff like?

And b) his trust factor is too high. I mean man, he took the words ‘don’t judge a daughter by the sins of her father’ too much to heart if you ask me. Like imagine the level of trust he has in Dany now. All the countless times he’s heard the story about the Mad King burning his grandfather, the ringing warnings he’s received by nearly every Northerner against Targaryens, and yet a dragon is nearly inches from his face and he doesn’t even flick a glance towards Dany. This scene just gave off such strong ‘trust’ vibes from Jon that I just can’t. And yes, I know that everybody knows Dany wouldn’t kill Jon like that duh! But this was a man who has been specifically been told to be wary of the Targaryens and their propensity to burning stuff and he goes right up and pets the dragon. Respect!

My favorite Jonerys moment though was this:

#married! 😂

I’ve ranted quite a lot about it already, but this scene was the cutest because the way Jon realizes he’s messed up and then does a total 180° like ’Of course they’re beautiful!! What else could they possibly be!!!’ and then throws in the ’gorgeous beasts’ for good measure 😂👏🏻, like ’please don’t be mad wifey.’ Two seconds ago, he was inches from a dragon’s face, and here he goes all ’ohhhh shit.’ By far their cutest moment! 😂💖 


P. S. I read like actual posts along the lines of how Jon is so scared of her, he’s not able to speak his mind. All he’s concentrating on doing is telling her what she wants to hear to get back safely to the North (and Sansa?), and that she’s such a tyrant, and Jon hates her so much and you get the picture. All I want to say is, if that’s what you took away from this scene… 🤐 Of course, if all the above was true, then you can guess what Jon would have said when she told him about having fewer enemies. Something like ‘I’m glad to hear that, your Grace.’ But what does he do instead? Not only remain deliberately silent when she tells him that, but he bluntly tells her he’s not sure what he feels. Sooo.. If he is trying to tell her what she wants to hear to get back to Sansa 🙄, someone should tell him this is not what she wants to hear dude.


And this again! 😍💖 

Why does Jon have to do this to me! Every time I see him looking at her when she’s not, I just… 

What I also found really moving here was how hard he’s trying to not fall for her, the way he makes himself look away, like forcing himself to remember - 'There’s no time for that.’ 

They’re at war, he can’t allow himself to stray from his mission, he needs to focus only on defeating the damned Night King, and of course, it’s classic Jon. Duty before desire always. *sigh*   #preciousnoblepuppy 

And then we get Jealous!Jon 😂

He’s so cute when he’s grumpy/suspicious 

(the memes on this scene were hilarious! Jealous!Jon and Teenage!Dany are the best!) 


And of course, the jealousy continues in this scene:

Why do I say that? Not just because I’m a huge Jonerys shipper, but also Jon was so reluctant about addressing the whole Wight Mission before Ser Jorah volunteers, and the moment he does, there’s this look: 

And then all of a sudden, his reluctance flies outta the window and he’s all macho and in charge and who’s the boss? Me’s the boss, like look! 

Of course, that’s not the only reason he’s going, he knows he needs to get the wight if he’s to get Dany + Cersei’s help, but that definitely gives him the suicidal edge here, like damned if I’m going to sit here watching Dany worry about someone else, I’m the hero here. 

And then finally we get Dany realizing that she doesn’t want him to go, not him, not on a suicide mission.

She’s worried enough about Jorah going, but him! And I think it surprises her too, the moment she realizes that she not only respects, admires and trusts this man, but she has feelings for him. Like damn! After Daario, she had believed that she’s incapable of that attachment, that bond and here she’s just forged one with a stranger? 

And may I just add, their eye conversation is out of the world? Literally everyone can see you’ll guys?

Then the goodbye scene where Jon so blatantly fishes for compliments, my boy Jon is continuously upping his game man:

Imagine realizing you’ve fallen in love with someone who may never come back…

The first time Victor asks Yuuri to marry him is 2 Long Island Iced Teas later after the banquet. He’s drooling on Chris’ tailored suit, and describing in detail their wedding. Chris pats his head and texts his husband their room number because there is now way in hell he’s carrying 200 lbs of drunk in love Russian by himself. 

The second is a joke over dinner when they’ve been dancing around each other for weeks. Yuuri hands him a plate of something and tells him to “Just try it!” Victor gasps at the delicious flavor and without thinking shouts, “God, I could marry you right now.” 
Mari snorts at their matching blushing faces, and how they pointedly ignore the fact they’ve been holding hands for 20 mins now. 

The third time is in a cramped hotel in Fukuoka after 3 days without each other. Yuuri smells like the cheap bar soap that came with the room, and Makkachin is drooling onto the back of Victor’s leg. Victor stares at the ceiling and realizes.
“I’m going to marry you.” He whispers. “I’m going to marry you someday, and I can’t wait.” 
Yuuri snorts in his sleep. Victor considers it a yes. 

The gold catches the lights of Barcelona in a way that the silver medal can’t. Yuuri holds Victor’s hand the entire ride back to the hotel enjoying the quiet between. The peace after the ride of what the last two days have been. Their time together is short since Victor would be heading back to Russia to train for nationals while Yuuri did the same in Japan. They don’t talk about it.

Instead, Victor draws the ring to his lips and asks him again. “Will you marry me?” 

Yuuri laughs and tugs him in for a slow kiss. “You could ask me a thousand time and my answer will be the same Vitya. Yes.” 

i always thought narutos crush on sakura was really cute and charming in the way that smtimes gay boys get crushes on gay girls when theyre younger. loved the way he was always so earnest about it and humble and never mean or disrespectful or hurtful. i always thought it was really cute that he picked sakura since shes described as plain and is hot headed and mean smtimes.

itd be one of those crushes that never really has a clear end but just gradually fades out into good platonic comrades. sakura dates a girl and naruto dates a boy or two and theyre chill and talk about their own new crushes while sitting in the underwear painting each others nails. sakura teases naruto about his childhood crush when theyre older and naruto laughs and tells her he couldnt help it her forehead was just so mystifying and then she socks him. its that type of friendship that can only form when you both were at some point in time so fucking close and so in love but not in the right way that you almost dated, but didnt and thank god for that.

naruto turns thirty and sakura wipes cake off his face and naruto blushes and theyre both like “woah. throwback.” and narutos like brb gotta text my boyfriend and tell him im leaving him for a girl and sakura socks him.

The Weekend (Part 2)

STEVE ROGERS X plus size reader

PART1

Summary: Steve has been having an affair with the reader

warnings: talks of cheating, cursing, angst

A/n: Hello I’m back from hiatus. So due to popular demand, I wrote a part 2 to this story. If I’m being honest, when I wrote the first part it was never my intention to write a second one and it was hard writing this like extremely hard. With that being said I’m officially back and I hope you all enjoy. Send in your requests and please leave me feedback it helps me a lot and gives me further motivation to keep posting my writings on here.xx

Originally posted by bluebrooklynkid

The day Steve found out Marlene was leaving him he should’ve felt something. He should’ve felt like his whole world was falling apart. Steve should’ve gone after her, he should’ve begged for her to stay. He should’ve told her that he loved her and that if she stayed with him they would’ve found a way to work out all their problems. But he didn’t, he didn’t say anything he just stood there and watched her leave like the coward he was.

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Reddie cuddles

Words 902 (I accidentally deleted and then almost cried. sorry)

When Eddie woke up he could feel a weight on his chest through his lower torso. It wasn’t a weight that made him have trouble breathing but he could definitely tell it was there.
   He forced his eyes open against the light of the light of the TV repeating the play screen of whatever he and Richie were watching. He glanced down.
   Richie was laying between his legs and up onto his chest, His face smushing into Eddies collar bone leaving his glasses lopsided. His face was hidden, tucked into the side of Eddie’s neck, He could feel Richie’s breathes against his skin. In. Out. In. Out.
   Eddie couldn’t help the smile that slowly spread across his face. The other losers would never believe him if he tried to tell them how sweet Richie’s was when they were alone. He would sit holding Eddie’s hand and playing with his fingers, moving them back and forth. He was actually really clingy and craved touch more often than not, Eddie didn’t want to think to hard on why after Richie had told him about how his mom had never really payed much attention to him unless she was telling him off for something..
   Eddie didn’t want to think about that right now, back to cute things about Richie. He thought about how Richie would lay his head down in his lap when he would want to just sit and watch a movie or the clouds or anything really. He thought about how Richie would get all flustered when the others saw them doing something couple-like.
   Eddie was struck with the memory of why Richie was over here in the first place, He and his mom had gotten into another fight. This one must of been worse than others because Richie had seemed more upset than he usually would. He hadn’t wanted to talk about it when he had climbed up Eddie’s window at twelve something this morning, and Eddie wasn’t about to force him too. Eddie had thrown in a movie, and let Richie lay on him and shove his face into Eddie’s chest. Eddie could remember playing with Richie’s curls until they had fallen asleep.
   He wanted to keep Richie here with him but it was four in the morning and he knew his mom would come to check on him in two hours.
   The question was how to wake Richie up? He wanted him to be happy when he woke up but Richie wasn’t a morning person. He had to be waken up just right for him to even function for the first hour after he had waken up.
   Eddie thought on that for a few minutes absentmindedly running his fingers through Richie’s hair before he had thought up just how he would wake his precious trash-mouthed boyfriend up.
   It wasn’t really a secret between the losers that Richie was more than a bit ticklish. Richie was probably the second most ticklish of all the losers, behind Eddie himself of course. Not many dared to tickle him, his revenge was not with the benefit most of the time. The only one who could maybe get away with it was Stan because his revenge was worse then even Richie’s.
   He glanced down straining his neck to see the peaceful figure sleeping on his chest one last time before a devious smile spread across his face. He moved his hand from Richie’s hair, under his shirt and onto his ribs, a near death spot for Richie.
   He slowly began to ghost his fingers between each rib, scraping his nails along where the bones would poke out. Back and forth. Back and forth.
   He could feel Richie tense and squirm away.
   Eddie, once again straining his neck to see the way Richie’s nose would scrunch up and the small smile forming across his face. He loved watching the way Richie’s face would change when he was laughing. Really laughing.
   Eddie moved his fingers farther up Richie’s ribs. He could feel little huffs of breath against his neck, not long after were tiny, quiet giggles. Richie shoved his face into Eddie’s shoulder, and moved his hand from near Eddie’s shoulder to his wrist. He wasn’t really pushing away, just holding on to it. Eddie would have to think more on that later.
   As Richie’s squirming and giggles were becoming more profound Eddie could tell he had limited time before Richie woke up. Within the two minutes he had had left Richie had turned onto his side, sliding off Eddie’s chest and onto the bed next to him rubbing the ghost feeling of Eddie’s fingers still on him.
   Eddie turned on his left side and looked at him. His cheeks were flushed and there was an imprint from the folds in Eddie’s shirt had been on his right cheek. His glasses had mostly righted themselves in the shift but his hair was all over the place.
   “Why Ed’s, what a wake up call.” He said fighting off residual giggles.
   “What? I like seeing you smile trash-mouth, what can I say.”
   Eddie and Richie smiled at each other in a way Bev would describe as disgustingly lovesick.
   As an afterthought Eddie added “And don’t call me Eds.” ‘Just for good measure,’ he thought.
   Richie laughed to himself, “Okay love, but I know you love it.” And Eddie could find anything that he could truthfully say to refute it.

Relationship Story

Describe your perfect relationship as if it’s already happening.

Here’s mine: I love how comfortable we feel around each other. I love how peaceful and happy he makes me feel. I love the way we can look into each other’s eyes and it feels so natural. I love how we just know that we are right for each other. I love how loved he makes me feel. I love how much he appreciates me and what I do! I love how much fun we always have. I love how much time we spend together! I love his sense of humor! I love how well he treats me! He makes me feel like a happy queen! I love how polite he always is! I love how much he loves nature and how we enjoy it together. I love how we both enjoy being present together. I love how we both live a freedom-based lifestyle. I love how we both travel together to beautiful places and have an amazing time. I love how we make up dance routines together and sometimes even practice them outside for fun! I love how we enjoy doing chores together and make them fun. I love how we both feel true love for each other.

A letter to my future wife

Baby,

So much of my day is spent thinking about you. Thinking about us and how we got here. How did I find you? Or actually how did you find me? I used to think there were two sides to me. One good, and one bad. I spent a few years working on that bad. Replacing issues with love for myself. Getting stronger. Getting better. I did it for me but I also did it for you. I didn’t know it was going to be you. But I knew someday someone would come into my life that was worth the best version of me. So I found it. Looking back I realize so much of finding that person was thanks to you. For being my friend before being my partner. You never ran when I told you about my past. You never let anyone come between us. You believed in me. You believed in us. The combination of timing, believing and work has brought us here. Baby we are engaged…Like I’m going to marry you. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and I smile because I remember it’s you laying next to me. I smile the most on the weekends. When you bring me coffee and we lay in bed with the cats. I smile and I actually take time to thank the universe. I thank it for giving me this kind of love. I was so ready for it but I didn’t think anyone would ever believe in me like you did. This kind of love we have? It’s extremely rare. Trust me, I will cherish it. I will never take us for granted. I will celebrate you every single day. Just being with you is a gift. I know life won’t always be as easy and incredible as it is right now. But I know when it does get hard? We have each other to fight whatever comes our way. I guess I wanted to write this in hopes that I could finally put my feelings into words. However, I don’t think I will ever fully be able to describe to you how happy I am. How lucky I feel. You are my favorite thing about living and I’m so excited to become Mrs. and Mrs. Norris… There is no one else I’d rather have take my last name. You, are it for me.

I love you,

Your fiance.

anonymous asked:

Admins's favorite fic in 2016!

omg sorry for the long wait!!! this took us half a year bcos it was waaaay tougher than we thought 😅 so most of us have more than one fic, hope it’s ok!

Admin Y: 

If My Yesterday is a Disgrace - (parallel universe au) i’m always impressed by w-anderingheart’s writing, but this fic surpassed all expectations. it’s an incredibly poignant work and broke my heart one hundred times over. 

Admin H: 

Quicksand - both ksoo and jongin are authors! (and rivals) i loved the plot, it’s simple and easy to read but the way the author had written it…touched a nerve (in a good way) so ksoo had troubles with writing and the conflicts/thoughts that he had rly spoke out to all the writers out there. and jongin, ‘his enemy’ indirectly helps him out and their relationship is the cutest!!

Steady Now - this was one of the best slowburn fics ive read in 2016 and oh my gosh, zerrin is brilliant. i’m a sucker for slow burn and this monster fic (69k) managed to capture everything, romance, fluff, a bit of comedy and angst. basically ksoo wants to save his orphanage from being bought (tada by jongin’s company) and he befriends jongin bc of that so go figure ;)

Admin J:   

The Loneliest Place to Be - poet/writer + model, friends with benefits au, the poems were the highlight sobs i love ;u; I admire strange-seas a lot and her works were the ones that left a deep impression on me when I started reading fics thus when she came with a new fic in 2016 I already knew I’d be a goner :)))

Smile - one of the best hurt comfort fics I’ve read and their love is just…goals. soo suffers from ptsd and doesn’t feel worthy enough for jongin but jongin loves him unconditionally *^* I came across this when I was randomly checking the tags on AO3 and i consider it as the discovery of the year lol  .

Wildflower - tattoo artist/florist au, idk but this fluff is just my style! i mean kd going on dates, help each other and just being supersoft together? yes pls. honourable mention to sleepydanceur because I think she’s amazing yet so humble and she deserves all the recognition  

Admin I: 

aberration - hs!au with photographer!soo and dancer!nini, how do i describe my love for this fic except for being ‘!!!!!!!!!!!!!’ every time i so much as think about it :’( the writing is so beautiful, i love the imagery and i just love the way the story develops. definitely one of the best of 2016!! 

dust to dust - post-apoc!au, the actual best post-apocalyptic fic i’ve ever read, ever. it’s very character based, which i love, especially kyungsoo’s character (and kaisoo’s development will make you cry). i love the hurt-comfort theme as well, it makes the whole thing feel very human~ as an apoc-lover, this fic is v special to me ♡

the third path - medieval!au, fantasy!au, this is definitely my fave fantasy fic i think, it’s so good and honestly speaking, we are blessed to have hojichadust in our fandom. the writing is magnificent and the ending still haunts me :”( 

Admin Q: 

priceless - my all time favourite college!au !!!! written by our lovely booboo, admin Y. As a student who’s main focus is english/literature, I absolutely loved this fic and the areas it covered in relation to how people feel about their majors! I’m kind constantly being told “your exams gonna be easy you just need to analyse a poem” or something like that and it rly upsets me??? bc my friends are the ones saying it but anyway READ THIS FIC!!! i love it and it’s so well written im babbling ok i love how accurately jongin’s emotions are portrayed as an english major being tease;;

tranquil as a forest - Our very lovely Jumpthisship wrote this! (during 10KFR) and I had the honour of being assigned to her and I remember how excited I was after reading her first check-in. Kyungsoo’s ongoing dialogue in his head was so amusing I screamed so many times while reading this. It’s a travelling!AU which i absolutely love! 

mine and yours - by thatweirdo!! Y’ALL this fic was so absolutely beautiful (and filthy ;–))) i loved it so much;;;; It’s a jongkaisoo + doll concept fic and I think those words together should be enough to reel you guys in (-:

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Happy @jade770

114) No, you’re MY bitch.

41)  Take notes, sweetheart.

13) Get out of the way before I murder you.

Happy’s POV

Crazy, that had always been the word people used to describe me, my life. It was also the best word to describe our relationship. You were just as crazy and vicious as I was and because of that we were constantly at each other’s throats. Whether it was to bite and suck on or strangle the life out of, wasn’t important. It was us and I loved every minute of it, the fire in your eyes created a fire within me.

Today was like every other day, we were fighting except today we were doing it at the clubhouse. We tried not to fight there since the last time several things had been broken because of it. But today we didn’t care. We were arguing about me leaving on a run for about 3 weeks.

“You aren’t going Happy!” You yelled at me as we entered the clubhouse. All of the guys got deathly quiet and wide eyed as they heard us yelling.

“You are crazy if you think you have a vote.” I told you, with a scoff and a roll of my eyes. You lip twitched and you looked like you were about to snarl at me, instead you pulled your shirt down so that way my crow on your breast was on display.

“This means I get a fucking vote!” You pointed to my crow. “I’m your old lady and I say you ain’t leavin!” I nearly snapped the toothpick in my mouth in half as my jaw clenched in anger.

“No, you don’t. You are my bitch and I’m telling you what is going to happen.” I replied with a sneer. Your eyes got a dark look in them.

No, you’re MY bitch!” You growled as you took a step towards me. Fuck, you were so sexy when you were mad. I couldn’t help getting a little hard. Suddenly Clay stepped between us.

“Woah! Hold up!” He said.

Get out of the way before I murder you.” You growled at him and I smirked.

“How about this you two play a game of pool and if you win.” Clay pointed at me. “You go on the run but if you win.” He pointed at you. “You go on the run with him.” You bit your lip as you considered it. You nodded your head.

“Fine.” You agreed but you still gave me a dark look.

Take notes, sweetheart.” I smirked and blew you a kiss. You gave the middle finger in return. I chuckled as we made our way over to the pool table. You broke and missed after two shots. I went a missed after 4. Once it was your turn again, you leaned over and lined up your stick with the ball. You looked up at me and winked. My eyes widen slightly as you knocked in two balls at once and then proceeded to get in every other ball that you needed in. I chuckled, looked like I was taking you with me. 3 weeks was way too long to be away from my hell kitten anyway.

anonymous asked:

I'm trying to be optimistic but it seems to me that if romantic canonical, textual Destial was going to happen then SOMETHING would have occurred by now. I'm so frustrated!!!

I understand your frustration nonny believe me. I often wish that they would be a bit more obvious about it. 

I think what I am happy with, and what is calming my frustrations for the moment at least, is the fact that they have already laid the foundations for canon destiel, and they are currently building on them. 

Those foundations were removing the “blockers” that stood in the way. Things such as confirming that Jimmy’s soul was in heaven. Confirming that Dean was aware of that, confirming that Dean views Cas’s vessel as his body, and confirming that Cas also views his vessel as his body now. 

Those foundations were also laid via “trial runs” with certain themes and ideas that lets be honest, 10 years ago the show wouldn’t have done. 11x19 is a great example of this. Showing the audience that two rugged macho men can be in a homosexual relationship, married and hunters and that this is normal in the SPN universe was a huge deal. They showed us that having a homosexual relationship in this show would absolutely not change the style of the show. Because those two awesome characters were in no way gay stereotypes, and they didn’t turn the show into a romance either. It was done very subtly and it worked brilliantly.

The fact that we had a whole arc late last season that went out of its way to show how differently the brothers feel about Cas. Sam being objective, logical, worrying about his friend but focusing on how to fix it. Dean was emotional, stressed, not sleeping, not eating, panicking… it was glorious to watch. 11x18 was a freaking gift for that (which I still can’t believe because it was Bucklemming).

Then 12x10 comes along and proves what we already knew from 9x22 and 9x23. That Cas is in love with Dean. It might not have been in your face obvious, but it was still pretty obvious. We also were once again shown just how differently each Winchester interacts with Cas and Dean’s emotional response can only be described as the worrying of a spouse. Not friend. Not brother. Partner/lover/husband. Then we get Sam as the long suffering third wheel all the way through it. It was fanfiction brought to life on the screen and I mean that in the very best of ways.

Take all this and put it alongside 10x16′s confession scene (which was a very subtle coming out speech) and you have pretty obvious textual confirmation of their feelings for each other. They just haven’t confessed to that love yet.

What 12x10 also gave us which was a huge gift for anyone saying why hasn’t it happened yet? Was an answer for that very question. Castiel will not act on his desire for Dean because of some stupid heavenly law against angels being with humans. It is forbidden and Castiel took a sacred oath. When you consider how all the angels have treated him for the past few seasons suddenly this is blatantly clear. 

So we have all of the building blocks right there, laid out in canon. Seemingly in preparation for something. The next BIG step IMO is bringing Dean out of the closet. This will be the final brick before it becomes canon. (A love confession or reveal from Cas would also be nice as his arc seems to be going in a direction where he eventually admits his feelings but this is already made clear in the text). I wrote a while back now how I thought they should bring Dean out of the closet. It wouldn’t take much at all. But once we have that then we are there. 

So whilst I share your frustrations nonny, I am in a good place right now regarding canon destiel. The show has given us so much lately. Every character is only adding to the subtext and the meta. I don’t think I have ever felt as positive as I am right now. 

“I love him.”

The confession was not what Prince was expecting. He looked down at the boy in his arms in surprise.

“I mean- I think? Maybe… I don’t know. But, whenever we’re together I can’t help but feel happy, and he makes me feel warm, and I love his smile…..”

“That sounds like love to me.”

Anxiety sat up quickly and his eyes widened. He had been thinking it, but to have someone, Prince even, agree with him made it too real.

“Really?”

Prince sat up and paused the music.

“I mean, if what you’re describing is true, then yeah, I think you’re in love.”

“Oh God, that’s so cliché,” Anxiety groaned into his hands.

“What’s cliché about love?”

“Please stop saying that word.”

“You said it first.”

Anxiety glared out from between his fingers at his friend, but Prince only smiled.

He brushed the hair back from Anxiety’s face and lifted his chin so they were looking at each other.

“Anxiety, if you feel that way towards Morality, than you should tell him. These feelings are nothing to be ashamed of.”

“I can’t just”-Anxiety flailed his arms-“tell him!”

Prince frowned, “And why not?”

“I can name at least five ways right now how it could end badly. Could you just suddenly tell someone that you loved them?!”

“Yes.”

“I pity you.”

Prince sighed.

“Look, Anxiety,” The troubled man look at the other again, “if you are that worried about it, you don’t have to say anything. Not now anyway,” He smirked at the way the others expression turned annoyed, “But, seriously- if it worries you that much, than perhaps try easing into the relationship. Jumping into something like this is scary, so try testing it out. Try inviting him out sometime, or invite him over. You don’t have to say or do anything you don’t want to, and if you need any help,” Prince pulled the other into a hug and smirked as the other hugged him back, “Then I will help you in anyway I can.”

“Really?”

“Of course, I’d never lie to you.”

“Thank you, Prince.”

“Of course.”

anonymous asked:

do you have any good star trek novel recommendations? (tos please!!)

Yes! I do! I’ve been meaning to make a post about this for…so long, whoops, but I’ll answer this ask instead! (might still make the post someday, idk tbh. I probably should though because since I have so many Trek books I haven’t read yet, I might like more enough to rec them, haha.) Okay, anyway… (By TOS I assume you mean the original Enterprise crew, I hope it’s okay that not all of these actually take place during TOS, aka the five year mission.)

Sarek by A. C. Crispin You might have seen me mention this one the other day on my blog; I really love it. It takes place post TUC, Amanda is dying and Sarek is uncovering a plot that’s way bigger than anyone realizes at first… Also there’s some stuff about Jim’s nephew Peter (from the episode with the farting flying pancake aliens? lol.) and yeah, it’s a great read. All the parts with Sarek and Amanda are lovely and sad and the plot is interesting and it’s just all around enjoyable.Definitely recommend.

Collision Course by William Shatner This is the other one I mentioned on my blog already, and this one is probably my favorite Trek novel. Spock is nineteen and Jim is seventeen when they first meet, and they’re both too smart for their own good and get into trouble and…well, all the things you expect from Jim and Spock. It was originally supposed to be the first in a series, but for various reasons, there probably won’t be any more (CRIES) but this one is so good. And it doesn’t end on a cliffhanger so it’s okay. I especially enjoyed tbh how Bill appreciates what an effect Tarsus would have had on Jim (this is only three years later, after all) and it’s still very visible on lil’ Jim. Not a spoiler, bc a reference is made to Tarsus on…literally the very first page. Lol. Anyway, this one is really fun and sometimes sad (bc Tarsus) and just really great! Also, at least one of the plot twists genuinely surprised me, which is rare… I normally see them coming a mile off in Trek novels. ;) (Which doesn’t usually take away from my enjoyment, tbh!) But I really appreciate when they can surprise me.

Star Trek: The Motion Picture (novelization) by Gene Roddenberry You knew this was coming. This is an absolute must read if you’re a Spirk fan, tbh. I’m not all the way through with it so far, about halfway done, but I can tell you it’s a much better way of telling the story of TMP than TMP. Lol. The movie has this simple feeling and Jim rushing to Spock on the bridge and saying his name like a prayer and other things, but it also has all those dreadful special effect sequences. And the novel has its own gay to offer. I don’t necessarily agree with the way Gene wrote Jim (in fact, it’s been forever since I picked it up but I distinctly remember being bothered by it), but…yeah, at least borrow a copy from someone and witness the gay parts for yourself, haha.

Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home (novelization) by Vonda McIntyre I’m going to go ahead and say right now that if you’re going to read the novelizations, go for the ones by Ms. (Mrs? idk) McIntyre. She wrote 2, 3, and 4. I haven’t read 3 yet, but I have read 2 and 4 and I like that she actually adds in scenes and stuff that weren’t in the movies. It makes me feel like I’m actually getting something additional for my time even though I’m reading a novelization of a movie I’ve already seen. I like this one, because there was quite a bit that wasn’t in the movie (I have a hunch the extra scenes, at least some of them, might be based on the script? because the scene with Sulu’s great….something or other grandfather as a child meeting Sulu is in the book, and I know they tried to put that in the movie but never managed to. anyway.) But yeah, there’s actual stuff in there that’s not in the movie! that’s the way it should be. Also…she ships Saavik/David pretty clearly. :P Like I said, haven’t read TSS novel yet, but I know she was working it into 2, and it’s mentioned in 4 as a thing. Anyway…good stuff! This is the one where the whole “Vulcans get drunk on chocolate” thing comes from btw :))) (Avoid the novelizations by JM Dillard! Avoid!!! I’ve read them and they’re not good.) (Oh and pretty much everything I’ve read by Vonda McIntyre I’ve enjoyed, she’s a good Trek writer.)

Dwellers In The Crucible by Margaret Wander Bonnano Margaret Bonnano is another writer I just generally recommend bc I like all the stuff by her that I’ve read, too. Anyway… okay so let me say that this book’s main characters are not Jim and Spock. I know, I know. But wait!! It’s so worth a read!! Jim and Spock are in it, not much, but when they are they’re literally so married and explicitly confirmed to be t’hy’la… :)) it’s great. okay anyway. The main characters are a human named Cleante and a Vulcan named T’Shael. They are ladies. THEY ARE GAY AF. OKAY. THAT ALONE MAKES IT WORTH A READ. it’s so glorious.I mean the book only says they’re friends but…in the same way Jim and Spock are friends in canon. they’re super freaking gay. and also there are like a thousand incredibly obvious parallels between our human and vulcan lady and Jim and Spock. it’s fun. also Sulu goes undercover as a Romulan. :D yeah, just…read it. it’s great. (it made me angry at one point. I’m still angry. but I recommend it.)

Ishmael by Barbara Hambly This one was, for me at least, just a genuinely good read. I really enjoyed the plot. So…Spock goes back in time to 1867, not willingly I don’t think. And he gets amnesia. So right there are two tropes I ADORE (time travel and amnesia, I don’t care, I LOVE THEM.) He lands in North America, in Seattle if I remember correctly. And that’s the plot pretty much. Haha…okay, there’s a Klingon plot, the Enterprise crew searching for Spock, Spock trying to adapt and hide he’s an alien while bonding with the members of the community he lands in. Also Jim and Spock’s reunion is a bit gay. (Warning for spoilers if you click that? it’s pictures of when they find him near the end, so. Yeah.) I just really enjoyed the book in itself, the plot and everything. Fun!

Enterprise: The First Adventure by Vonda McIntyre In light of the tv series called Enterprise, the title of this one might be a little confusing… But it’s most definitely TOS and has nothing to do with Enterprise, haha. The premise is that it’s the first voyage of the Enterprise with Jim as the captain. And the mission is…to transport a theater troupe. It’s ridiculous and so silly, I know, but it’s really fun. There’s a winged horse, a really un-Vulcan Vulcan (I think he’s Spock’s cousin? I don’t really remember tbh), Spock heckling the theater troop, Uhura being a good friend to Janice…that’s all I remember off the top of my head, but I remember really enjoying it when I read it! 

Unspoken Truth by Margaret Wander Bonanno Remember what I said about those two writers? Lol. Okay so this is a Saavik-centric book. I really love Saavik, okay? So, as you might know, Saavik is half Vulcan, half Romulan. Well in this book (actually, in a bunch of books, by at least three different writers, it seems to be her accepted backstory in the novels) she was the result of a terrible experiment by Romulans, and when it didn’t work out, she and a bunch of other children were abandoned on a planet called Hellguard, and…some really horrible things happen. Anyway, Spock saves her, mentors her, and Amanda and Sarek basically adopt her (literally, she calls them mother and father, IT’S MY FAVE), well anyway, years later, either after or during TVH, she learns things are happening to the survivors of Hellguard…and the story goes from there. This was really good! Intense tbh. I loved it, but then, I love Saavik. If you don’t like her… But if you do, you’ll enjoy this one!!!!

Doctor’s Orders by Diane Duane Diane Duane is another must read author. All her books are excellent. In all honestly, I don’t remember too much about the plot of this one, but I know I liked it! Dr. McCoy is like “you can’t make me take command on the bridge” and Jim is like “uh actually I CAN” so he does and of course on McCoy’s very first day watching over the bridge Jim goes AWOL and shit starts going down. Poor Bones. Also, there’s some crazy aliens in this one, but they’re interesting!

The Vulcan Academy Murders by Jean Lorrah This one has such misleading cover art, lmaooo. At least, the version I have. There might be others… Anyway. Patients at a hospital on Vulcan keep dying and stuff, and then Amanda is in trouble. Lots of Sarek and Spock and Jim and Bones interaction. It’s a good one. (It’s been soo long since I read this one, too, sorry. But again, I know I enjoyed it!)

Uhura’s Song by Janet Hagan I love the alien species in this one. They’re like giant cats, and I love cats. When I read it, I got really into the planet and the species and their culture. The plot is that an old friend of Uhura’s is from this planet, and they “exchanged songs”…songs are a big deal in their culture. Anyway, there’s a plague threatening everyone on the planet and humans, too, and they think a song might hold the key to curing the disease, so they all go down on the planet to try and find it.

Strangers From The Sky by Margaret Wander Bonanno The plot to this one is…kind of hard to describe. Okay. So the parts with Jim and Spock go back and forth in time, part of the time being like, post-all the movies (I think) where they’re old friends (and really married, they’re just like. Margaret Bonanno has this way of inserting this really easy, casual intimacy they have with each other, and calling it friendship when OBVIOUSLY they’re married af, but either way I love it) and part of the time being very early on when Jim hasn’t been in command for long and he and Spock didn’t care much for each other (I mean personally I think they liked each other quite well from the start, but I’ll let it go, lol)… And then there’s a book. In the book. That everyone is reading and obsessed with and Jim starts reading it… It sounds weird, I know, but the book in the book is the story of the first time Vulcans came in contact with humans, long before the OFFICIAL first contact, it was when Vulcans crash landed on Earth and were discovered by some humans… I fucking love Vulcans, so that is obviously a great point of interest for me. Lol. Anyway when Jim reads the book he has nightmares, but then he discovers Spock has those nightmares, too, and it’s more than ‘just’ a book. Probably sounds bizarre but I really enjoyed it. ….and doesn’t every Trek plot EVER sound bizarre af when you try to describe it?

That’s all I’ve got right now!! This got so long I’M SO SORRY TBH BUT I HAD TO BE THOROUGH.

First of all…. I can’t tell if they are joking/trolling/being sarcastic…? So I’m going to answer as though they are serious because it got me riled up. Fight me.

M’kay… In what world are Ian and Mickey bad for each other? Was it when Ian and Mickey provided each other with someone to talk to? They provide each other with someone to talk to and be completely open with because Ian is mostly ignored at home or he talks to Lip (and sometimes, let’s face it, we don’t want to talk to a sibling we want to talk to someone outside) and Mickey meanwhile probably has no one to truly confide in because all of his brothers he likely assumed were Terry clones and would rat him out if he ever dropped a hint that he was gay and so was too scared shitless to talk to anyone about anything. 

How about when they became best friends? When Ian became the one person Mickey could 100% be himself around? When they each became so concerned with each other that they constantly nagged friends and family about how the other was doing while trying to be lowkey about it because it’s the southside and they live around too many homophobes? When they each accepted each other 100% for who the other is?

Were they toxic when Mickey helped Ian through his bipolar diagnosis and didn’t judge him or belittle him for the depression, mania, or how he was after being sedated? He never mocked him for being in a psych ward or attacked Ian for cheating on him because he understood that it was the disease and even defended him! They genuinely worried over each other like a married couple in season 5 and showed the greatest combination of best friend love and romantic/sexual love I’ve personally ever seen on TV (I don’t watch a lot of TV so it’s not saying tooooo much but it’s just breathtaking nonetheless). When Ian tried to talk to Mickey and make sure he was okay after he was raped for being with Ian in season 3? 

Were they toxic when Mickey picked Ian’s coked out ass up from the club and saved him from yet another pervy old man taking advantage of him and encouraging him to go home or when Ian helped Mickey fight Terry back after Mickey came out? How about when Ian helped Mickey accept his son, leading by example and embracing Yevgeny as his own?

Let’s get one thing straight here: If anyone was toxic in the relationship–it was Ian and even so his toxicity is mostly due to his illness. Any disregard he apparently showed Mickey was due to his being sedated, depressed, or medicated. Even still, Mickey was the one who would always throw himself in harms way to defend Ian (a la 3x666) and would do anything for Ian, even something dangerous and something he isn’t completely ready for like coming out. And most of the things Ian gets blamed for so frequently is just him trying to do what he thinks is best or is a result of his bipolar disorder. So as a fictional character I forgive him for these faults.

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anonymous asked:

What do you think of Moomin and Snufkin's relationship? Personally I think it's the most precious of all *・゜゚・*:.。..。.:*・'(*゚▽゚*)'・*:.。. .。.:*・゜゚・*

Hi!

Haaa this question :) I think there is no words strong enough to describe their relationship. They are more than friends, it’s more than love or more than anything else. It’s pure, mature and precious. It’s both complex and very simple.

They are just holding hands, or standing next to each other, enjoying their mutual presence and the silence between them. There are really strong moments in books, comics and in the anime that always touched me in a deeply way, I can’t explain.

They are just Moomin and Snufkin. <3

bixgirl1  asked:

Hi!! I was thinking about my favorite scenes/lines from my favorite fics and got to wondering what scenes/lines stood out to the people who wrote them. Lolol. What would you say are your top 10 favorite bits from your fics?

Omg this is such an awesome ask, thank you so much!!! I waited for Career Fair Fest to end, but have been thinking and working on this post for literal days now, and, finally, here’s my (VERY LONG) answer.

I’m listing the fics in the order I completed them:

1. In The Miseducation of Draco Malfoy, I loved the writing process (I had such fun writing it – unlike some recent fics *cough career fair* cough *erised* cough) and I love how Draco’s voice turned out and, also, the humour. I’d never written humour before and was pleasantly surprised to see that I could. A line that exemplifies both (the humour and Draco’s voice) is this from Ch. 1: 

The Aurors who came to break the fight and arrest Draco and Potter threw them in a holding cell inside the Ministry, giving dark looks to Draco and understanding looks to Potter, which could be the title of Draco’s book: Everyone Sympathises With Potter And No One Gets Me: An Autobiography. 

Actually, I’m finding it quite hard to choose individual sentences or scenes from this fic, but I’d also point to this exchange as a fave, because it captures the spirit of their dynamic:

“Yeah, but,” Harry persisted bravely under an assault of tongues, lips and exploring hands, “it’s a hospital. Shagging here is—”

“It’s what, Potter?” Draco asked, exasperated.

“It’s—” He searched for an appropriate word in vain. “It feels naughty.”

Draco smirked. “If you want to make me even more turned on than I already am, please keep talking about how naughty this is.”

Harry sighed, but he also wondered who he was kidding. His cock was already hard and the blood rushing to his groin had severely affected any reasoning abilities.

“I’m an Auror, what if it’s against the law,” he insisted once more, even as he was taking off his shoes and socks.

“So we’ll get arrested and be sentenced to community service,” Draco said.

Harry pushed him on the bed. “I guess that’s not too bad then.”

2. In Dunes, I like my descriptions. I considered deleting the fic once, but I decided against it due to paragraphs, such as this:

The sun has come out, bathing the landscape in a white light that bleaches the colour out of the sand and the sea. The birds call to one another, circling above their heads, creating a racket. Harry can’t hear the other students over the sound of the pounding surf; perhaps they’ve wandered far. 

And this one from the same fic:

 The bright sunlight makes everything sharper, more real — but also slightly unreal. 

3. In The Full Monty my fave thing is that I came up with the Lust Leaks™, and I loved creating Arthur (who has turned out to be super popular). I’m fond of the dialogue exchange in the end with Draco trying to shift the blame from him, although he knows he’s busted, and (I’ve mentioned this a million times) I LOVE the paragraph with the lust leaks during sex:

Potter turns and grabs the desk, arching his back and Draco presses soft kisses on his skin while he works Potter open. Draco can feel their magic tangling, fighting, blending together and the room is slowly transforming around them; mute fireworks bursting over their heads, a priapic statue standing where his coat hanger used to be, tapestries covering previously bare walls, the cactus sprouting a large pink blossom that opens slowly just as Potter’s hole opens under Draco’s skilful, eager fingers.

(I’ve imagined what this paragraph would look as art a gazillion times)

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