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Food, Crushes, Music & more Part 1

Josh Dun x reader

Read the rest: Part 2

Summary: Being a new artist and expressing your love for Josh Dun.

Words: 718

A/N: Added a gif :)

“So, next question is…who is your celebrity crush?”

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Drove All Night

So I was inspired to write this after watching the Voice in which Celine Dion was coaching some singers to perform her version of Drove All Night that’s been redone like a thousand times.

Waverly and Nicole are in a long distance relationship, but Nicole feels like surprising Waverly. If the title didn’t tell you exactly what happened… the below gif has nothing to do with the fic, I just think I’ll use it as often as possible

Originally posted by mzhyde48

“Wynonna….” Waverly whined in frustration. “I have to go.” Looking at her wristwatch, she could feel each second that bled away with her sister’s asinine…

“But… you’re the only one that pours my shots the way I like them.” Wynonna gave her a pleading look until she received the snap of a towel to the back of her head. “Hey!”

“Leave your sister alone, Wynonna.” Gus slipped behind the bar, grabbing a few empty pint glasses. “She’s got a date.”

“It’s not a date.” Waverly protested, unable to hide her smile as she untied her apron. “It’s just a call.”

“A pre-scheduled call that happens every Friday.” Gus pointed out as she filled a glass with beer.

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What We Want And What We Get

Author: AvengeSuperWhoLock

Word Count: 2160

Pairing: LokixSister!ReaderxThor (incest)

Summary: For thousands of years, Loki has given in to his dark desires. And, for thousands of years, Thor has resisted them. But Loki’s patience has run thin when he realises you - his little sister - is becoming increasingly distressed by Thor’s rejection. Loki finally takes things into his own hands and shows Thor that giving into his desire for his little sister is worth the guilty conscience.

A/N: I’m thinking of making a series out of this one too guys :) Let me know what you think!


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jemma autism checklist

[fitz post here]

someone: jemma’s not autistic 

me: *pulls receipts* 

okay here we go! here is a very detailed post explaining why jem is totes autistic 

to sum, she shows a lot of traits of atypical autism (which is more often how autism manifests in girls) and displays a lot of traits necessary for a diagnosis. she is awkward and blunt in her social interaction (needing to be reminded at times how to act “appropriately”), has a deep passion for her specific interests, is literal minded, stims, was probably hyperlexic, has trouble lying and improvising language, and shows signs of alexithymia

(big thank you to @unlessimwrongwhichyouknowimnot for helping with this, as well as the anons who sent in suggestions!) 

this and more under the cut! lots of gifs ahead, image descriptions added for accessibility 

allistics feel free to interact with this! 

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Our Little Miracle

Author: winchesterr67

Pairing: Daddy!Negan x Reader 

Warnings: Mentions of trouble of conceiving and nightmares. Hinting at sex? Cussing?? (It’s Negan.. What do you expect? Haha)

Word Count: 1014

A/N: After much contemplation and procrastination, here’s my tee tiny contribution to Ash’s 2K Writing Challenge! This is kind of a modern day AU? No zombie apocalypse. Negan and the reader are living the “Apple Pie Life”, so to speak. And it’s Daddy!Negan as in he has a kid. Get you’re mind out of the gutter y’all. 

Originally posted by marythenurse

(I know this gif isn’t Negan and has pretty much nothing to with this fic. But he looks sleepy and cute and?? I love him???)

I jolted awake from a terrible nightmare, where the world had gone to shit and most of the population had became “walkers”. My husband was the leader of some group called “The Saviors”?? I don’t know what it was or what caused it but I’m glad it’s over.

I turned over onto my back staring up at the ceiling, and my hand instinctively went to the straight to the other side of the bed. It was cold. Negan wasn’t in the bed. I starting to wonder where he went when I hear footsteps coming from the bedroom down the hall. Sitting up straight in bed, I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. Yawning. Shuddering when my feet made contact with the cold floor. Standing still for a minute, hearing an all too familiar voice drifting down the hall.

Starting towards the door of our shared bedroom, reaching for the nob and slowing opening the door just enough to where I can slip through. Slowly treading down the hallway and stopping at the nursery door. There’s a soft glow coming from the lamp in the corner of the room. I reach for the door to open in further when I hear him begin to speak again.

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Astro Reacts | You Being Internet Famous

Author’s note: None of the gifs are mine, and credit goes where it belongs! Hope you enjoy, and always feel free to give feedback so I can improve. Thanks and happy reading! ~assstro ♥


You’d probably catch Jinwoo’s eye off of SoundCloud lol. He’s said he wanted to produce an album himself, so he’s probably been lurking on the internet for inspiration, and when he found out you made music, he could not help stanning you as if you were his bias in an idol group~ And you being a fan of Astro, you’d go to one of their events when suddenly-
“Hey, I think I recognize you,” a puppy JinJin would grab your wrist before you moved, kind of giving that excited smirk but trying to keep his cool. “Aren’t you Y/N?”
“Yeah, how do you know my name?”
“He watches your videos all the time!” a voice would chime in. The rest of the boys would be listening in on the conversation and JinJin would be so embarrassed lol. “He listens to your music when he’s cleaning and packing too, not to mention you’re his alarm in the morning, other than Eunwoo.”
At that point, both you and Jinwoo were blushing at each other madly, when he pulls you to the side, hiding from his members and the staff, and says, pulling out his phone and opening to his contacts, “Do you wanna collaborate sometime?”


You locked yourself in a room and greeted the thousands of viewers online, who then requested a song for you to sing. You began to sing a gentle melody, focusing on the quality of the video, when another voice began to sing along with you outside of the door, which opened a little bit after the chorus of your cover. Though confused, you kept singing, and MJ had entered the room, vocalizing confidently until he saw your camera, computer, and microphone.
“Hm? What’s this for? Did I interrupt something?”
He smiles and looks down at your work, only to see a livestream taking place, with thousands of chats loading on and on.
“Is this a V Live?! No wait - what?” he’d ask surprised.
You gesture towards a surprised yet hyped up partner, and introduce him to your fans.
“You never told me you sing on the internet,” he’d say, pretending to act offended. While you frantically explained though, his expression went from sassy to giddy, and he began to shake happily and squeal.
“She has two EPs out, and the next one comes out in a month!” someone typed into the chat. Then, MJ’s jaw dropped as he pulled you into a playful headlock, his bright face right by yours while he replied, “We’re going to become a duo. Right. Now. This will be my side project. I need to tell the kids about this right now.”


“Wait here, I’ll order the drinks,” a prince Eunwoo would tell you. You’d be out together on his treat at a bubble tea place while he’s in your city. The place had a calm vibe, with sofas and magazines and the owner’s cats hanging around. When he returns, he’s also flicking through a magazine, only to see your face on it, with pictures from your Instagram and several clothing companies. When he sits down beside you, who’s looking gracefully out the window, he tells you, “No wonder you’re so beautiful,” and slips the magazine to you. The top read, Fresh New Youth Models off the Web, with a whole few pages dedicated to you and several other diverse models.
“Oh,” You’d say surprised and a little embarrassed. “You should probably give that back!”
You reached for it, but he held his hand up in the air, making you crash into his chest, and he hugged you with his other arm.
He could not stop smirking at you, and lowered his face before whispering in giggles, “Nope! I’m keeping this work of art! Maybe we could model together too sometime~”


The two of you decided to take a stroll through the shopping centers while Bin was visiting your town on his day off, when suddenly you were both encountered by a rather large group of girls. At first, MoonBin got excited himself, believing they were his Arohas, but they weren’t - they were your fans from your vlogs off of YouTube.
“Oh my god, aren’t you Y/N? Is it okay if we get a picture?” one would ask. “We love your videos, they’re so funny and never fail to make us happy on a bad day - we’re you’re biggest fans.”
You’d scoop them up in a big group hug and take a bunch of selfies with the giggling bunch. Meanwhile, MoonBin watches from the side with a huge proud yet confused grin. He loves that you’re so caring, even toward people you admire. Deep down in his head he wishes he could be hugged too. But he just wonders, videos? fans? When your fans respectfully leave, he can’t help but ask you about it.
“I can definitely see why people love you,” he’d say after your explanation, “Though I guess you could say I’m your number one fan.”
“Oh,” you say, heart warming up. When he realizes what he had said, he quietly slaps his neck and scolds himself, but after seeing your grin he melts again.
“Anyway, tell me more about these videos! Show them to me, let me be in one! Can we start a vlog right now?”


Here’s old news: Minhyuk and dancing are inseparable. But you and Minhyuk? It seemed like a chase ever since he’s met you, loving your personality and talent, especially when the two of you danced together. It was only a few weeks after you both started hanging around that you began to be “busy,” editing things and working on your own projects. Rocky would be worried that his crush lost interest in him, and would always suggest you return to practicing with him again. When you do return though, you return with a laptop, not focusing one bit on Minhyuk.
“Aish, what are you doing?” he’d say, irritated. When he looks over your laptop screen, he sees you opened up to YouTube, with truckloads of views and features on dance networks. Rocky looks up at you, mouth gaping in silence, while you smile sheepishly and sink into the couch. He tackles you into a hug and cries, “Why didn’t you tell me?!”
You have no words, but he continues on, puling you up off the couch, “Let’s choreograph something right here, right now. I wish I knew earlier!”


If Sanha was in a love triangle, he’d be in love with you and his guitar. He’d be choosing a song to play with you, and look up something to play on YouTube. Out of curiosity, he saw a really adorable girl holding a guitar with a bright smile as she sang on the thumbnail of the video.
When he clicked and it expanded, he immediately realized, “Aigo! It’s you!”
He’d look at the millions of views you have, and he’d feel so proud, wrap an arm around you and shake you. asking, “Why didn’t you tell me you were famous too?”
And even though he believed it was too soon, he couldn’t help but slip, “if you told me earlier, we could be a celebrity power couple!”
“Mwo? What?” your heart stopped.
“Aniya - nevermind, don’t worry about it,” he’d say with a flustered face, grinning madly. “Anyways, I need to show the rest of the hyungs all of this. Maybe you could be an idol!”


“The truth is that in American cinema occurs a big contrast: for a country that accumulates demographically the most accents in the world, Hollywood insists refusing to accept diversity and categorizes European actors in frosty roles, in villain roles. They often give me instructions to play “coldly” -that’s what they have bought from me. I do not mind. This cliché helped me get the role of Hannibal Lecter. It worked in my favor. At the same time, I know very well how to reverse the stereotypes. Besides, a cold appearance allows you to do big twists and explosions.” {Mads Mikkelsen} (x)

“Let's find out what the ghost wants.” Why Captain America: The Winter Soldier is Gothic Fiction

“Going after him is a dead end. Like you said, he’s a ghost story.”

Captain America: The Winter Soldier is one of the most popular marvel movies and probably the most popular in female driven fandom circles. It features a lot of pretty actors and thrilling action but probably it’s greatest success is in the narrative satisfaction of its plot, a twisty intriguing mystery that has seen the film repeatedly compared to 1970s political thrillers. And sure, why not? There’s Robert Redford, there’s Washington DC, there’s the contemporary fear of the surveillance state.

But I think this explanation of the appeal of the the plot of CATWS misses a big chunk of why it works so well. The emotion and personal horror of the story. Elements which owe more to an older genre: the Gothic.

Gothic Literature was hugely popular in the 18th and early 19th century and although the genre can be hard to define, so many elements of gothic fiction are present in CATWS it’s hard to ignore. CATWS is the Mystery of Count Udolpho, it is Dracula, it is Jane Eyre, it is The Turn of the Screw. It is a story about a pure, virginal ingenue protagonist trapped in a strange world of intrigue, horror and patriarchal authority.

In Jane Eyre Mr Rochester has a secret in his attic that causes all kinds of mysterious happenings. In Doctor Jekyll and Mr Hyde a man’s body changes and he becomes a monster he can’t control or remember being. And in Dracula Lucy Westernra dies, but a mysterious deathly force stalks the night. Meanwhile her friend Mina Harker is falling under the influence of the same demon that took Lucy and turned her into that very monster.

Gothic fictions are romantic ghost stories. Captain America: The Winter Soldier is a deeply romantic ghost story.

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Breaking Broken Hearts [Jin Angst]


Genre: Pink Princesseu sadness and angst and tears and a lot of heart breaking moments.

Words: 1500+

“If the heart is the strongest muscle, then why does it break so easily?”

Originally posted by pangguk

Nothing hurts more than realising that no matter what you do for him, he’ll always make her his number one. And no matter how much you wished it was the other way around, you were always going to be his second choice.

It was his Jin’s birthday. A day where you could show him how much he actually means to you. A day where it was supposed to be perfect with only the two of you, hanging out. A day that was supposed to make him realize that you would do anything and everything for him.

It was supposed to be you and him. Not you alone, in this dark room.

Jin had promised to come home earlier. Even though it was his birthday, the boys still needed to perform their new song. It was just good since you knew all the fans were looking forward to it. And you had time for yourself to get everything ready until he got home.

You prepared his favourite food and made the kitchen look nicer than usual. It was tiring and you almost burned yourself several times while cooking. But what didn’t you do for him?

It was past 8pm when you started to get nervous. What if he forgot or couldn’t make it?
You picked up your phone, dialed his number and pressed your phone against your ear as you waited. Your call went straight to the voicemail making your heart drop.

Did he just ignore you?

You sank down on the chair and looked down at your hands. You knew where he was. You knew really well what he was doing.

Her. He was with her. Of course he was with her. Of course he would celebrate his big day with her. He still loved her after all.

You felt stupid, pathetic, hurt and crazy for loving a boy you knew would never see you as a girlfriend. You felt like breaking down, right there. Because it hurt more than anything. Because you knew the truth since the begining but kept hiding it from yourself. You knew everything was just a dream that wouldn’t come true. A dream that you’ve dreamed of since the two of you were in kindergarten,

Getting up, you started to clean the kitchen. Taking down the decorations and cleaning the table. Once you were done, you felt empty. Your heart felt empty. Empty but at the same time heavy. Could that even be possible?

You were tired, exhausted. Was your heart even able to stand more pain?Because you seriously wanted to give up. You wanted nothing but leave. Not only was you acting like an obsessed love sick idiot, but you were too naive to realize that you were blind because of love.

Maybe you really were dumb for being in love with a boy you knew was impossible to have

It was past 1am when you heard the front door open. You heard his voice, he was talking on the phone with her. He was laughing at something she was saying.

“She’s probably asleep, I’ll talk to her tomorrow” you heard him say as he came closer to your shared bedroom. You got a hard grip on the duvet and shut your eyes hard.

“Yeah, good night. I’ll see you tomorrow. Yeah, I love you

You pressed the duvet against your heart and shut your eyes harder to prevent the tears from falling. 

You heard Jin walking around the room but you had no idea what he was doing until you peeked up at him.

He was packing. Packing his clothes. He was leaving. He was leaving you for her. He finally got her back and was leaving.

You shut your eyes again and pressed your face into the pillow that started to get wet because of your tears while cluthcing your heart and keeping your mouth shut.

That night was one of the hardest night for you. As you laid there, beside him with the thought of him leaving you the next morning hurt. It broke you apart. The thought of not being able to wake up next to him after today killed you. It made your heart beat slower and extremly painfully.

As the morning came, you woke up after him. You wanted to stay there and stop the time. You weren’t ready to let him go although you knew it was the best thing to do for the both of you.

You found him in the livingroom after that you had brushed your teeth and got ready, with the suitcase beside him as he looked down to his phone, his fingers typing on the screen. He was still looking down at his phone when you came closer before he realised that you was there and placed his phone away.

“Hey” he greeted you and patted on the couch beside him. You gave him a small smile and sat down beside him.

It’s the last time I can sit this close to you, you thought.

“I’m sorry I didn’t come home last night… I got invited to a party and… Nana was there. You know I can’t say no to her, she’s my best friend. I hope you understand that” he explained and looked at you.

You nodded once.

“And I have something I want to tell you”

It was now. He was going to say it.

“Maybe… maybe we should break up? I’m not sure if I love you as a girlfriend. I see you as one of my closest friends. I’m… I’m in love with Nana. I’ve been in love with her since day one. You already know that… but now that I know that she loves me too, I want to make it work. I want her” As those sentences left his lips, you just felt your heart break into thousand of thousand pieces. You felt like your lungs were being ripped away and that someone was stabbing your heart with a knife every living second.

I’m sorry, Y/N. I’m sorry that you had to hear this. I know how you feel about me. I know you like me and that you care about me and I’m thankful for that. But I honsetly can’t control whom I fall in love with” he said and grabbed your cold hands in his big, warm ones.

You nodded again while tears streamed down your face. You haven’t been able to look at him at all since you first saw him on the couch earlier. You haven’t been able to open your mouth and tell him how you feel. 

That you don’t like him, that you love him. Love him with alll that you had.

“I’ll leave this house since it’s both ours. You can stay here, everything is yours from now on. And… please, try to forget about me, about us” he said quietly and squeezed your hands before letting them go making you finally look at him.

“I will leave. It’s your house. It was never mine to begin with. Please, stay here” you said quitely, afraid that your voice would break.

You stood up and I walked to the bedroom where you closed the door, locked it and sank down on the floor with your back pressed against the door. It was there you completely broke down. Letting the tears run down your face.

You knew this day would come sooner or later, but you didn’t expect the pain that would come with it. You didn’t expect your heart pounding so slow and painfully. You didn’t knew you had more than a heart. Because everytime you thought about it, it felt like your heart was breaking over again. Love was making you go insane. You didn’t expect it to rip you apart.

Because that’s what it was doing to you. It broke you, completely.

You started to pack your things while wiping away your tears every 3 seconds. You stopped when you heard that you got a message. Picking your phone up from the night stand, you saw it was from Nana.

From Nana 5/12-2015 10:16am:
“Who won? Guess he still loves me, don’t you think?”

And then another.

From Nana 5/12-2015 10:17am:
“I told you to give up. It would be a lot easier for all three of us.”

You clenched your fists and sat down on the bed and started to write something back before sending it.

“I love him. I didn’t give up because I love him more than anything else. I’m not angry at him. I’m just worried that he will get hurt, because of you.”

To be honest, you were never angry at him for loving her. You knew from the start how much she meant to him and how many things he has done for her. You three was best friends since kindergarten. It has always been like that. You loving him, he loving her, her loving another.

You still remember the day he showed up at your doorstep, drenched because of the rain. He looked so broken, so hurt and so lifeless. All because of her.

Will you even be able to forget about that night? Will you even be able to protect his heart from getting hurt again?

You knew that Nana’s talent was to break hearts, you didn’t want her to hurt Jin’s heart again. But was he going to listen to you? He was blindly in love with her, just like you were in love with him.

Were you going to let her break him apart again? Were you going to let that break you apart? Were you going to let broken hearts break again?

HI MY BUTTERFLIES! It’s been over a week since last time and oh gosh, I’ve missed writing soooo much! I know you missed me.

I was supposed to post a scenario on Jin’s birthday to celebrate his big day with you guys, but I had so much to do. This week has been very hectic and I’m so happy that it’s over. 

2 more weeks and then I’m free from school. Caaaaaaaan’t wait!!!

So back to the scenario. What did you think of it? Did you like it or nah? I honsetly don’t know since I’m totally dead in the head since BTS MV.

Oh, now that we’re talking about the MV. WHAT. THE, HECK?!?! I know I’m not the only one that has the biggest “wtf?” in my head rn. It srsly was soooooo good. It was perfect. But whyyyyy did they do this to us? I was so freaking confused and I don’t know what theory I should believe…

I’m honestly strating to get a headache because of this again lmao.

Please let me know what you thought of “Breaking Broken Hearts”! 

I love u all and thank you so much for reading! And thank you for 500+ followers!

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Originally posted by hugtae

(The traffic dance gif is not mine. Ctto)