i made a thing to help me deal with my anger

little things that can help you if you have bpd

i’ve been seeing a lot of topics like “how to deal with someone who has bpd” and it always bothers me, because there is basically no topics about how to deal if YOU have bpd. that’s why i’m making this post, in my opinion as someone who has bpd. feel free to leave other tips and comment!

  • buy a notepad and write about your emotions. in DBT (dialectical behavior therapy), used a lot to help people with BPD, they tend to help others to regulate their emotions, basing on some principles, like:
  1. identify and classify emotions; usually, people with BPD suffered/suffer from emotional abuse and it makes harder for us to have a knowledge about our feelings, since we never had someone to help us in this aspect. if you have hard times dealing with your emotions, you can create a special organization on your notepad, basing on: what just happened that could be a possibly trigger to your feeling? (EVEN IF IT’S SOMETHING MINOR, for example, if your friend replied to you in a different way, if you saw an image that made you feel uncomfortable); what are your physical symptoms about it? (for example, if you feel butterflies in your stomach, you are possibly anxious); what does this feeling make you want to do? (for example, if you feel like you want to hit something, you are possibly experiencing anger). and, also, try to identify your primary and secondary emotions, for example, if a friend forgets about an event that you would go together, first you may feel anger, but this anger can be followed by frustation or sadness (secondary emotions).
  2. how to “change” your emotions; after writing about your emotions and trying to learn about them, you can add a subject in your notepad about “WHAT CAN I DO TO CHANGE THIS FEELING”. your first thoughts may be pessimists, specially because borderlines are VERY impulsives, like “i should probably self-harm” or even “i should probably kill myself”, due to the intensity of bpd emotions, but right now, you have to think with your rationality. for example, if your friend is delaying to reply, you can think about the possibilities that are causing this problem: if they are busy, if they are having a hard time or if they just don’t want to talk right now. after thinking about the situation as a whole, you’ll ask yourself “okay, but what will i do?” and that’s why i think it’s important to create a list about what makes you happy and what distracts you, so everytime you have a hard situation to deal with, you can check on your list. “oh, i’m having x problem, but in my list it says that painting makes me happy, so what about painting something i saw today?”. if you don’t have anything that you like about, there is an app called Calm Harm, that can help you in self-harm situations!
  3. increase and improve positive emotional events; i know that it’s difficult for us to focus on positive moments, but once you are feeling down, please try to write about what happened in your day that was a good thing. and when i say it, i don’t mean a BIG thing, it can be something like seeing a flower in your garden. write about your sensations when your experienced this moment and think about the possibility of living this moment more than once. for example, if i saw a flower and it made me happy, can i try to plant one, so i’ll see it more often?
  4. apply pressure tolerance techniques; by distraction, self-care, improving the moment and considering pros and cons.

SO, in your notepad, have a space to: first, identify and classify your emotions; second, a space to write about how to change your emotions; third, a space to write about positive emotional events and fourth, write about what pressure tolerance techniqures you can apply to your life. 

  • practice saying no and saying what you need to the people around you; sometimes people with BPD tend to think that we are a burden to friends and family, and sometimes it’s not true. due to it, we often don’t tell what we really want. so, if you could, please, practice saying NO and what you REALLY need and want to people around you, even if it’s minor things. for example, if someone asks you to lunch with them, but you can’t/don’t want to, don’t let your abandonment fear decides what it’s the best for you, just say no, but not in the intention to hurt the other person. “i’m sorry, i really like you, but i can’t or don’t want to, since i have to do x thing/feeling x thing, but i really like you!”. when you say no, you can have a better idea about what you like and what you don’t, so you can start to let people know about it. for example, “hey! yesterday i said no when you invited me for lunch, so i realized i don’t really like going to public places, what about having lunch in my house next time?”
  • practice breathing techniques; intense emotions can lead us to panic situations or really bad physical symptoms. in stressing moments, we hold the air, increasing the level of carbon dioxide in our system, so the organism thinks we need more oxygen and make us breathe faster. the imbalance increases our heart beats, our blood pressure and the release of hormones such as adrenaline. i recommend ASMR videos to relax and you can breathe slowly, imagining a circle opening and closing, like the gif:

the post is getting long, so i’ll finish here! i’ll probably post a part two if you guys like! please leave a comment if it was helpful and i’m sorry if my grammar wasn’t very correct, english is not my native language.

remember that everything here is theoritical and it’s hard to apply these tips in your life, things will not suddenly change. but i believe in you and things take time, so don’t give up on getting better.

Like honestly, why is it such a big deal that Ron struggles and complains about his problems once in a while when all other times he is always does his best to be there for his friends with their problems? People who complain about him act like he’s super unsympathetic and never helps Harry when like, off the top of my head, things Ron has done:

-Would always either stay at Hogwarts so Harry wouldn’t be alone on Christmas, or would invite Harry to his family’s for Christmas. Was also super casual about it and would come up with excuses why he was doing this so Harry wouldn’t feel awkward.

-when Harry didn’t write back to him, he quickly became worried the Dursleys were doing something bad to him, told his family about it (SEVERAL TIMES, apparently)  (like as far as I can tell every single day Harry didn’t write back Ron was panicking about it to his parents and siblings and wondering what the hell was going on) and then he hatched a plan with his brothers to steal a car, break the law, fly all the way to Harry’s house, forcibly grabbed him from his screaming relatives and then took him to his house. 

-Generally acts super chill about his mum blatantly giving Harry more attention than him, because he knows Harry needs it. Like, aside from a few jokes about it, he never acted overtly resentful about that. I think the Horcrux revealed that it made him insecure about whether his mum liked Harry more deep down (I’d have to reread the seventh book it’s been a while) yet he never once mentioned this. The fact he never let that show out of empathy for Harry is pretty impressive.

-tried to call Harry on the telephone despite not knowing how to use it and was then worried that he got Harry in trouble.

-when Harry wrote that he needed food, Ron once again informed his entire family and got an entire truckload sent to him.

-He informed Harry that even if he had to kidnap him from the Dursley’s home again, he was going to get Harry to spend the summer with them his family and see the Quidditch World Cup. He worked with his family to get an invitation sent to the Dursleys, then immediately wrote Harry a personal note saying “btw if they say no we’re coming anyway I will beat them all up if i have to”)

-if anyone badmouths Harry or Hermione in front of him, even someone he likes (like Seamus), he will rabidly defend them and basically prepare to fight that person.

-this includes teachers

-if someone calls Hermione (or anyone) a slur he will have to be physically restrained from attacking that person.

-when McG wouldn’t let Harry go to Hogsmeade Ron was in deep despair over the unfairness of it all, got personally angry and called McG several curse words. He and Hermione got Harry ton of sweets while they were there and tried to downplay how fun it was.

-When Percy wrote him a letter telling him to drop Harry as a friend, Ron made a giant show of ripping the letter into pieces and throwing it dramatically into a fire (what a nerd, honestly)

-generally did his best to be patient and understanding with Harry’s depression and anger issues in fifth year, but would firmly point out to him when he was crossing a line without flipping out back at him.

(which, as previous examples demonstrate, Ron’s fuse is pretty short, so that likely required a lot of effort on his part) 

(like, he and Hermione never invalidated Harry’s feelings, but Ron would point out when he was getting angry at the wrong people in a pretty calm way.  He said something like “It’s not our fault Snape and Umbridge are like that. We think you should stop taking it out on us when we’re on your side.” He was able to set boundaries and make Harry realize his behavior wasn’t okay while also making it clear he knew he was dealing with a lot and he was here for him and supported him. Pretty good example of how to friend and a lot more mature than most 15 year olds could have managed.)

-when he found out about Umbridge’s abuse, he was visibly sickened, argued with Harry for a long time than he needed to tell an adult, was upset Harry hadn’t mentioned it and when he couldn’t convince Harry, apparently told Hermione so she could help out and give him healing stuff. 

-also just the general fact he gladly went along with all of Harry’s super dangerous adventures and literally said he would die for him and never acted resentful of nearly getting murdered on a regular basis due to association with Harry

-guys Ron even told Voldermort to shut up when he said something mean about Harry i mean. let’s just consider that. He yelled at Voldemort. I’m pretty sure he was the first one who started yelling too.

So I really don’t get why people focus on the few times Ron complained and the whole two times in their seven year friendship when he got so fucked up about his own issues that he fought with Harry and didn’t support him (and the second time probably would not have happened if it weren’t EVIL SOUL SHARD THAT AMPLIFIED NEGATIVE FEELINGS) when the entire rest of their friendship is unwavering support. It’s so weird to me. You don’t have to like Ron, but acknowledge characters can be flawed and human and don’t hold him to ridiculous standards.

How to keep someone safe through drug addiction

Here are a few things I have learned to keep my partner safe while using. This may be controversial to some people or described as ‘enabling’ but I think knowing what to do and what not to do will save lives for sure.
Drug addiction is a crippling, awful thing and I do not advise anyone to take any drug without extensive knowledge and precaution.
However if you want to keep the people you love safe then these things may really help, especially in life saving situations.

1. NEVER LET THEM SLEEP ON THEIR BACK.
This has caused deaths in many cases because when using opiates the body goes into respiratory depression (slowed breathing) and it makes it much harder for them to breathe and much easier for them to choke if they sleep on their backs.
Wake them up if you have to. Turn them into the recovery position (on their left or right side, hands away from the face, legs crossed) and make sure there is no obstructions in their mouth. Keep checking up on them throughout the night, if you can, invest in a blood pressure monitor just for peace of mind to check their pulse isn’t too low. I know the normal range for my boyfriend, and can see on there if it’s anything abnormal.

2.MAKE SURE THEY GET PLENTY OF WATER.
Whilst using, they are not in a normal frame of mind, ie: breakfast lunch or dinner aren’t going to be a priority when they are withdrawing or high / fully sedated. The ideal amount of water to consume in a day is 2.2 litres so try and get them to have a few glasses of water every now and then. Check their temperature and if needed get a cold flannel to cool them down, this can help with withdrawal.

3. BE AS SUPPORTIVE AS YOU CAN.
This may seem obvious, but those trips to the clinic or the hours trying to score can be really draining mentally as well as physically for someone, especially when they are withdrawing. Knowing you are there for them, holding their hand and being there will make a world of difference. Your love and support will encourage the person in recovery because it will give them something to fight for if they know you are there helping them and shining a small light on a really dark situation.


4. KNOW THE WITHDRAWAL SIGNS FOR YOUR LOVED ONE.
These are a list of basic symptoms my partner experiences and are common as well.
- irritation/irrational anger
- sweating
- nausea and diarrhoea
-panic attacks
-anxiety
-fidgety
-shakes
-high blood pressure
-severe migraines

5. HELP THEM WITH BASIC NEEDS.
What I mean by this is, most people using drugs have pretty bad mental health and are struggling mentally foremost, but this is a catalyst for poor hygiene, bad physical health and emotional withdrawal.
Try and get them to go for a walk every day, even if it’s just for a few minutes. Fresh air and exercise is the best medicine next to good nutrition.
Help them tidy up, wash and clean themselves. It’s likely their living space is going to be dirty so where you can, put things in the bin, get rid of any used needles or bloody tissues and make sure they are tied up in a big rubbish bag and disposed of. Get them any deodorant or nice products to help them with good self care as this can be a real help in recovery as well. When I’m not feeling good a shower and a shave always makes me feel better.
Try and get them to talk about how their feeling, if it’s good or if it’s bad, and just listen. I’m not asking you to be a therapist, just be there when they need someone to share their pain and to emotionally support them. It will do wonders for their self esteem and also recovery.

6. UNDERSTAND YOU MAY HAVE TO PUT THINGS ON HOLD.
Drug addiction is a life long battle this person is going to have to deal with. Just like any disorder or addiction it is going to take a lot of work and a lot of time and effort and a want to get better. This means their needs will have to come first when they are seeking help, especially in the beginning. If you want your loved one to get better you are going to have to accept your me time will be put on hold for a little while and things you have to do will have to be moved around in order to help the person suffering. Remember it is them going through this, but also you, so when you get a chance do take some time for yourself and remind yourself what a great job you are doing by taking care of them in this time if need. You are literally saving a human beings’ life, I don’t know anything more rewarding than that.

7. RESPECT YOUR LOVED ONE.
What I mean by this is, don’t shout about it to everyone you know that this person is going through drug addiction. It’s terrible enough as it is, without people talking about it and making them feel even worse about themselves. They will be much more likely to use / hurt themselves if they are made to feel ashamed or guilty about their problems. That’s not a place I would wish anyone to be. The people they care most about will be informed, and if that’s you then consider it a privilege that they have chosen you to be someone they can confide in.

8. DO NOT BE AFRAID TO CALL AN AMBULANCE.
If you see any signs in your loved one which worry you or make you feel concerned, do not hesitate to call the emergency services. That is what they are there for.
If someone is nodding out on opiates (heroin, morphine, codeine,
oxies etc) check their breathing and shake them a little just to make sure they are okay. If they go anywhere by themselves whilst high be sure to check on them for example in the bath they could nod out and drown if left alone for too long.
If you know they are on drugs and have passed out on the floor and aren’t responding, check their pulse and immediately call an ambulance. This is when it is essential to get help. Do not hit or try and shake them vigorously as this can cause brain damage. Wait for the emergency services to arrive.

If your loved one is an opiate user, CARRY NALOXONE! And learn how to administer it. Naloxone will completely reverse all side effects so if they are not responding this will bring them back to a sober state but they will be fully withdrawing. Call emergency services straight after administering the naloxone.

I can’t think of anything much more to add other than just to love these people and to treat them as you would anybody else who is suffering and in pain. Your love will help them, no matter how tough it seems, no matter how many sleepless nights and no matter how drained you may feel, I promise you it is worth it when you keep these people safe and alive.

From A, with love x
P.s my ask box is open for any questions or help with keeping your loved one safe through drug addiction.

Thirteen Reasons Why - Explained

Thirteen Reasons Why

I’ve seen a lot of posts about Hannah being a ‘drama queen’ or overreacting to small things everyone did so I thought I’d explain a bit about what I understood.

1. Justin - Justin exaggerated what he and Hannah did. While this seems mild, it set Hannah up for a terrible high school career because she earned the reputation of 'slut’. This happens so often in schools and in the adult world and can RUIN someone’s life in a certain, if not all areas.

2. Alex - Alex put Hannah as having the best ass against Jessica as the worst. It is clear that the internet is doing its thing again and not taking time to understand things properly; this was NOT A COMPLIMENT AND HANNAH HAD EVERY RIGHT TO BE ANGRY. It was a clear violation of friendship and an obvious example of men pitting women against each other for their own benefit.

3. Jessica - I’m going more by the book here, but Jessica was on the tapes because she didn’t believe Hannah and abandoned her when she needed her. A clear example of how people can easily be lead by others and girls turning on each other because of guys. Jessica deserved to be on the tapes because she didn’t hear Hannah’s side of the story and instead took her anger out on her first friend at the school.

4. Tyler - I don’t think I need to explain much about this, but he abused his position as a photographer in school to violate boundaries for his own pleasure similar to how a lot of people in a power exploit those below them. He made Hannah feel vulnerable and took the lack of comfort she felt at school to her own bedroom.

5. Courtney - I suppose this is kind of harder to understand. Courtney was a closeted lesbian and therefore it is understandable that she was upset at the thought of her being outed before she was ready, but Hannah confided in her to help her expose someone else and instead she protected herself by further ruining Hannah. This shows the selfishness of those who feel the need to protect themselves by harming others.

6. Marcus - I haven’t seen much on Marcus honestly, but I dislike him immensely. He took advantage of Hannah because of the impression of her he had put together from rumours created by other reasons (Justin, Courtney) which is an expression of how men feel owed something from women, especially those who are seen as 'slutty’.

7. Zach - At first glance, Zach doesn’t seem too bad. At half a second glimpse, this changes. Hannah rejected him because he said something silly, a mistake, and if he had made an obvious effort to explain and apologise, he could have helped Hannah. Instead, he chooses to punish her by preventing her from receiving happiness from others. This is one of the clearest examples of how men can’t handle a woman’s right to say 'no’ and reject him…

8. Ryan - This tape is similar to that of Tyler in that he made her feel unsafe. What Tyler did was worse than Ryan, however the effect of Ryan’s actions had (in my opinion) worse consequences that Tyler’s. Ryan published her poem because he thought it was something that needed to be shared, a selfish and naive action (when considering the maturity of high school students), which meant that Hannah’s personal thoughts were no longer her own. She was not comfortable at school, home or in her own mind.

9. Clay - Though I agree when Hannah states that he shouldn’t have been on the tapes, Clay does represent 'everyone else’ who stands by and watched people like Hannah slowly fade and retreat into themselves because of the actions of others. The 'bystanders’ if you will, whose lack of part in our stories can be just as important as those who intrude on us.

10. Justin - It is evident in the series that Justin was extremely haunted by the rape at Jessica’s party and this is probably why he is gaining so much sympathy… this is also why I recommend you all READ THE BOOK. Justin stood by and watched his friend rape his girlfriend, why is he receiving more sympathy than I’ve seen for Jessica? Of course it was hard for Justin to witness that, but staying friends with Bryce and staying with Jessica without telling her is reason enough for him to be on the tapes again.

11. Jenny - Jenny was kind to Hannah, offering her a lift home, but she didn’t take responsibility for knocking down the stop sign which lead to someone’s DEATH. The guilt that Hannah was left with from this (because she was in the car) was understandably overwhelming, especially as the victim was a classmate who was blamed for drunk driving. Jenny is an example of how our reckless actions and lack of responsibility for them can destroy other lives; is that not the entire plot?

12. Bryce - Lord help you if you need an explaination.

13. Mr Porter - A perfect example of how there is not enough support out there for students (and people in general, honestly). The counsellor advising Hannah to 'move on’ after she confides in him that she was raped is one of the most haunting moments in the entire series, solidifying her reason for suicide- she had no comfort amongst her classmates, in her own home, in her mind and now, the specialist designated for dealing with situations like this bore no real interest in her problems and told her to 'move on’.

It’s extremely important for us when watching shows with topics like this to remember many things.

First, the show is not just this situation. Everything represents something more in society; each tape side is a problem in the world that leads to suicide, not only a small action by one character leading to Hannah Baker’s suicide. If you need help in understanding this, or want something else similar to this story, I recommend watching or reading 'An Inspector Calls’ by J.B. Priestly- a masterful piece tackling classism/sexism and how each person’s seemingly small actions lead to a girl’s suicide.

Second, memes are sometimes funny. The 'Clay every time he sees Tony’ memes are really funny, the 'fuck off, Courtney’ memes are funny, but the 'welcome to your tape over a slight inconvenience’ memes, they’re not. The show is raising awareness for the seriousness of suicide, not to create a fanbase of jokes about it. Promoting these after you watch the show, is a clear statement that you haven’t understood why it was made and is completely unacceptable.

Third, separate the character from the actor. Justin Prentice is NOT Bryce Walker, do not spam his comments with disgusting name calling or threatening- this is CLEARLY wrong and unnecessary. This also works the other way: Brandon Flynn is NOT Justin Foley. Just because Brandon is attractive and nice, doesn’t mean his character becomes as such.

Please don’t turn 13 reasons why into another generic element of pop culture. I love pop culture, don’t get me wrong, but we have a tendency to begin digging for meaning and giving up halfway; overusing the profound starting points of progress we find by loosely throwing them around, emptying them of all meaning.

anonymous asked:

Do you have any advice on how to write a grieving character? Thank you!!

Hi!

Grieving isn’t pretty. It isn’t always dramatic, either – while some people certainly do go home and throw their favorite vase against the wall, some people retreat into themselves and become emotionally unresponsive (that’s what I do). Violence or anger is more likely to occur if the death is sudden – so is retreating into an emotional shell, really, because it’s often a result of shock. But both can occur outside of a sudden death – cancer isn’t always sudden, but many people still become angry when their loved one is diagnosed with or dies because of it. Basically, if the death feels unfair in any way – if it’s sudden, or if it feels like it happened too early, such as in the case of cancer or of some sort of cardiac disaster (a heart attack, a stroke, etc) – it’s more likely to provoke anger or shock, depending on your character’s temperament and attachment to the dying/dead character.

That was just a general disclaimer. Now, onto the meat of grieving!

Firstly, grieving can begin before the person is technically dead – you don’t have to wait for the person to go flatline and physically stop breathing for your other characters to feel a sense of loss. If your character suffered a medical disaster or an accident that rendered them comatose, or if your character is obviously fighting a losing battle (again, terminal cancer comes to mind), your other characters could start grieving them even though they’re still breathing and their heart is still beating. However, the likelihood is that your characters won’t be able to really start working through the five stages of grief until your character actually does physically die, because rarely does death really hit home until it has occurred.

Speaking of the five stages of grief, those are important! They’re as follows:

  • Denial/Isolation: your characters can’t believe your dead character is really dead. This is a defense mechanism of sorts for your mind – a way to delay at least some of the pain, and give yourself time to process what’s happened (although that processing happens subconsciously, because on the surface you’re denying that anything’s happened at all). If the dead character fought a long battle with an illness before death, this stage may be expedited by the fact that your characters had time to process the character’s dying as it was happening. If the death was sudden in any way, this stage may be prolonged, because it will be harder to comprehend something that happened so quickly, and shock will be more likely to occur.
  • Anger: the pain your characters were masking in the denial stage starts to come to the surface, and as a response to the pain, your characters get angry (just as many other vulnerable emotions, such as fear, are expressed as anger – anger is a tough emotion, as opposed to fear and grief, so most people subconsciously opt for anger because it makes them feel less vulnerable). They may feel they’ve been robbed of your dead character’s companionship. Their anger may manifest itself in many different ways: isolation, irritability, or self-destructive behavior, to name a few. Their anger may also direct itself at various places: the medical professionals who failed to save your dead character’s life, God for taking your dead character, even the dead character him/herself, if they could in any way be responsible for their own death (if they were driving intoxicated, if they never ate healthily and suffered a heart attack, etc.).
  • Bargaining: before death, this stage may manifest itself as “please God, just let them live and I’ll tithe my ten percent and go to church every Sunday”, or “please, [Dying character’s name], just hold on and get better and we’ll [do that thing the dying character has always wanted to do]”. (Keep in mind that most people have an astounding impulse to be religious during a time of crisis, whether they’ve been religious in the past or not.) After death, this stage may manifest itself in the “could’ve-should’ve-would’ve” philosophy: “if only we’d taken them to the doctor sooner”, “I should’ve made him stay home”, “I knew there was something wrong with him!”, and so on. This stage is generally an attempt to regain control of the situation – your characters feel like they’re taking some kind of action by offering a proposition, or by placing blame.
  • Depression: there are two types of depression associated with grief. In the first (which is almost more similar to anxiety) your characters worry more about others: what if I haven’t been there for people when they needed me, how are we going to pay for the funeral/burial services, and so on. Basically it deals more with the practical aspects of the character’s death. The second type is more introspective – your characters may retreat into themselves and analyze old memories of your dead character, and their feelings on everything that’s happened. This type is private, and your characters probably won’t share much about their thoughts if they experience it.
  • Acceptance: this stage is marked by withdrawal and calm – it can sometimes be difficult to distinguish from depression. It’s not a stage of joyous frolicking and exclaiming, “It’s okay! I understand everything about [Dead Character’s] death!”. Your characters may still not understand the purpose of your dead character’s death, but understanding and acceptance are not synonyms, nor are they mutually inclusive. The important thing about this stage is that your characters can make peace with the death, and can move on.

Keep in mind that while I’ve listed these stages in what is regarded as their general order, every person (and character) grieves differently – they may experience these emotions in a different order than that above. They may also go through one or several of the stages more than once, or cycle through the first four of them multiple times before reaching the fifth. Some characters may not even reach the fifth at all – depending on the circumstances of the death and the character’s attachment to your dead character, they may never fully accept your dead character’s death. The stages above are just a general framework for grieving.

Also, keep in mind that if your character’s death was tied in any way to traumatic incidents for your other characters, it may complicate the grieving process for those other characters, because the character’s death will be tied to other painful or triggering memories.

I hope this helps! If you need anything else, please feel free to ask. - @authors-haven

No Kissing In Front Of Me *Steve Harrington x Reader*

Originally posted by wlntrfell

Requested by Anon: Steve Harrington x Reader where you’re Dustin’s older sister and Dustin has Steve over to babysit him bc Reader is supposed to be out on a date but she comes home like halfway through with like super ready eyes and tells them she found out he’s cheating on her because he stood her up to go with the other girl or something
Pairings: Dustin Henderson x Sibling! Reader & Billy Hargrove x Reader (Mentioned briefly) & Steve Harrington x Reader
Word Count: 
A/N: I couldn’t be bothered to make up a name for the reader to possibly be on a date with. Billy is someone that comes across as a cheating, maybe not taking the relationship with reader seriously, type. - Rosalie



“Why are you even going out with that jackass?” Dustin asked, watching you through the vanity mirror reflection as you got ready for your date. You muttered a soft ‘language’ to your little brother who just scoffed. “You can date anyone, literally, ANYBODY! But you go out, willingly, with Billy Hargrove?”

You sighed gently as you finished with your make up. You had been going out on a few dates with the new guy, well he wasn’t new anymore, he and his sister had been here for a few months. You didn’t really get why Dustin and his party hated him, he was kind of an asshole but so was everyone else in this town. Dustin always said, ‘There are just things that I know that you don’t, I don’t trust him’. You liked he was looking out for you but you’re the older sibling, it should be the other way round.

“Why do you hate him so much? Enough with the bullshit, what happened to make you hate him?” Dustin shrugged, shoulders slumped and eyes cast to his hands as he toyed with your comforter on your bed. “I’m going on that date, Dustin. Whatever you think of him isn’t true, he’s been nothin’ but nice to me. He doesn’t pressure me for anythin’ and he’s really sweet too. Tell me what happened and I won’t go on that date, if you tell me what happened with Billy I’ll call him off.”

Before Dustin can even open his mouth the doorbell chimes, you raise your eyebrows but Dustin sighs. You both stand up, you’re dressed in a pale pink dress with a denim jacket thrown on. Dustin opens the door, revealing Steve Harrington, his babysitter for the night, plus a new founded best friend. It was cute, how both he and Steve had a brotherly bond. They looked out for one another, it made you smile to see Dustin finally have someone to look up to, admire and Steve was someone that you trusted to lead your brother in a good direction.

You smiled as Steve looked at you. “Wow, Y/N, you look… wow.” He compliments, at loss for words and it brings a slight blush upon your cheeks as you roll your eyes at him.

“Okay, I’ll see you both in a few hours. Don’t miss me too much,” You grin waving bye at both of them and walking out of the door.

*Steve’s P.O.V kinda*

Steve stared at the door as it closed softly, watching you leave to go on a date with Billy Hargrove always rubbed him the wrong way. Knowing that someone as kind, sweet and genuinely good was hanging around with the asshole Billy, made Steve feel sick to his stomach. His blood boiled at the thought of it, it left a funny after taste in Steve’s mouth whenever you talked about your dates with Billy.

“Steve!” Dustin’s voice pulled Steve from his mind and he looked at the shithead and shrugged his shoulders in response. “Jealousy back again?”

Steve rolled his eyes and sat down, Dustin had got into his pea-sized brain that Steve was jealous. Jealous that Billy got to date you and not him, which was ridiculous. Steve Harrington doesn’t get jealous, he doesn’t even know why he’d be jealous. It’s just you. Dustin’s older sister. Who was sweet, kind and beautiful, who had this thing where if she laughs too hard she hiccups?

“I’m not jealous of Billy Hargrove,” Steve states, turning the TV on and looking at the VHS movies that Dustin had picked to watch tonight. “What do I have to be jealous about?”

Dustin rolled his eyes, sitting down also. “Are you pretending to be dumb or are you actually this stupid all of the time?” That receives a stern glare from Harrington, “I know she’s my sister but I am told constantly that she’s beautiful, plus she has to be somewhat good looking because ” Dustin gestures to his smiling face and Steve tries not to chuckle at that. “It’s okay if you like-like her, better you than Billy.”

Steve puts in the movie and that leaves him to think over what Dustin has said. He glances at Dustin who is consumed by the movie, mouth slightly agape as he fully zoned in on the SyFy movie. Steve had grown accustomed to life with the kids, looking after the little shits was now just second nature to him. You were sort of a package deal, you didn’t know about any of the events with the upside down world but you managed to still be part of their lives. You were sort of an innocence that everyone loved, you knew something has happened but you preferred to not know.

It’s for the better that way. Steve liked that you weren’t carrying any of the weight, that you managed to still be a supportive person but in a way that was different for everyone. It was hard to keep that life away from you, it’s partly why he hates you are dating Billy. If you knew what had happened, you wouldn’t be dating him but he had made a promise. To the boys, to Eleven, to Hopper and Joyce to not tell.

“So, you wouldn’t mind if I dated Y/N?” Steve asked, eyes trained on the TV. “I know she’s dating Billy but if that didn’t work out-”

“Steve, you have my permission to date my sister. No kissing in front of me, that’s all I ask.” Steve smiles slightly and both go back to watching the movie, halfway in when the front door crashes open. “Son-of-a-bitch!” Dustin yells, turning his head to see his sister standing in the doorway, he holds his hand over his heart.

It takes both boys a few seconds to realise you’re crying. Eyes red, small sobs escaping your lips and you throw your purse to the floor and pull off your shoes, running past them towards your room ignoring their yells of your name. Steve looks at Dustin who is just as shocked as he is by your outburst.

“You don’t think Billy…” Dustin trails off, instantly Steve is to his feet and Dustin follows him down the short hall to your door where Steve knocks on the door. “Y/N, we’re coming in!” Dustin yells, knowing you never lock your door anyway.

Steve opens the door silently and both peak in. Your laying on your bed, hair a mess of curls and crying into a pillow. Dustin walks passed Steve, sitting down beside your head and petting your hair softly, trying to comfort you silently. Steve awkwardly sits down, placing a hand on the small of your back and rubbing comforting circles. They wait till your sobs had quieted down, listening to cry was one of the worst things Steve has endured. Yeah, he’s had to fight demogorgons but this was another level.

“Y/N, what happened?” Steve asked and you lifted your head, hair sticking your tear stained cheeks that are red and blotchy. You wipe your eyes with the back of your hand, anger swept through them but also sadness. “Did Billy… do something… like-”

“No.” You shake your head, fresh tears welling in your eyes. “He turned up with another girl, with Stacy. He’s been seeing her behind my back, cause I wasn’t putting out.” Dustin’s face flashed with anger. “I’m such a stupid shit head!” You groaned, accepting the hug from your little brother and Steve scoffed, causing both Henderson siblings to look at him.

Steve shakes his head. “Billy is the shithead. You deserve better than him, got it? A guy like that isn’t worth your tears, you’re too good for him. If he can’t keep it in his pants that’s his fault, not yours.” You raised your eyebrows at Steve, who crossed his arms and glared at the wall opposite him. “I should punch him in the face again for doing that to you.”

“Again?” You asked slightly amused that he had even punched Billy for the first time. Dustin looks wide-eyed at Steve who does the same, you sighed. “Need to know, right?” They nod and smiled slightly. “Thank you, both of you for being here. I think I’m going to call it a night.” They nod, Dustin gets up and leaves the room first but Steve hesitates, making you look at him slightly confused.

He shuffles slightly nervously. “Y/N… have a good sleep.” Steve sighs before leaving your room, kicking himself for not saying anything to you about his true feelings.

*

It had been almost a week since that godawful date with Billy. You tried to keep yourself occupied, extra schoolwork and hanging out with Nancy. The humiliation of that day was what hurt you the most, Billy had let you believe the date was still on, he didn’t cancel or say anything about what was happening with Stacy. He let you walk in, alone and see him with another girl like he planned it or something.

Walking down the street towards your house you hear arguing. Well, more of bickering between two people. You glance up to see Steve and Dustin in the driveway of your home, Dustin was meant to be at Mike’s studying and Steve, well he was meant to be off being Steve somewhere else- having a day off from being the kid’s mom. You frown as you walk closer, Steve is holding roses and Dustin has his radio headset on, seemingly talking over it whilst simultaneously walking to Steve.

“What’s going on?” You asked walking closer, Dustin jumps slightly and turns to you with a nervous smile. “I thought you were going to Mike’s tonight?” You asked with a slight frown at his reaction.

It’s a solid minute before anyone speaks up. “I’m helping Steve… he’s got a date.” You nod slowly and glance at Steve, who is nervously stood holding the roses and smiling awkwardly. A pang of something shoots through your chest, whoever he was taking on a date was a lucky girl.

“Oh.” Is all you can manage, “Well, have fun and don’t take all of my brother’s advice.” You try to chuckle and smile but it sounds forced, you go to walk around them and inside the house, to cry to your mother but you’re stopped by someone tugging on your wrist.

You frown up at Steve. “Y/N, I need to tell you something.” You nod and turn back towards Steve, waiting for whatever he needs to say, he stares at you for a moment. “Fuck it!”

Before you can process what is happening his lips are on yours, his hands holding your shoulders and the roses fall to the floor beside your feet. You instantly respond, melting into the kiss that’s unlike anything you’ve ever had. You feel Steve smile against your lips, wrapping his arms around your waist as yours rest against his neck.

“GROSS!” You pull apart and look at Dustin, who is horrified. “I said no kissing in front of me, that was the only rule. You asshole.” he picks up his bike, muttering curse words and names at Steve, “one fucking rule, can even follow that. I do everything to help this guy, this is how he repays me.”

Steve purses his lips and holds back the chuckle. “Thank you, shithead,” Steve calls, Dustin turns and flips him off before riding off down the street to Mikes. “It was worth breaking that one rule.” Steve shrugged at you, you chuckled lightly nudging him, he bends down and picks up the roses again. “Prepare to go on the best date of your life.” He challenges, pulling you by your hand towards his car.

“Is this the first time you’ve hung out with someone your own age in a while?” You smirk as Steve blinks at you, mock offence. “How will they survive without you?”

Steve rolled his eyes, opening your door before walking around to his side and starting the engine to the car. It’s silent as he begins to drive off towards your date destination, “I do need to stop in to make sure they all get home okay.” He mutters causing you to chuckle at him, he sighs and chuckles along with you.

(Decided to end it funny. Hopefully, whoever requested this likes it. I had fun writing it, I like the whole Dustin’s sister thing, I like writing the reader as one of the kids sibling. - Rosalie)

Inexorable (2)

Plot: How does is feel to be arranged to be married to a cocky, arrogant Mafia leader? Once you look at his face, you think you’re lucky, but then he opens his mouth.

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Angst, (eventual) smut, Mafia au!

Notes: Welp, since so many of you asked for it, here is a part two!! There are two other stories which need a continuation as well, so I might keep requests closed for a while.. Sorry about that. I hope you don’t mind. Feel free to ask me questions, though! Ya’ll are so nice to me! 2,053 Words

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 (FINAL)

The ride to the vacation home wasn’t as bad as you thought it would be. Your husband actually gave you the space you needed. There were brief glares exchanged between the two of you, a whole lot of drinking, and forced slumber – it was a 3 hour ride, after all. 

When the both of you had finally reached, the luggage was taken out by the bodyguards who had come along, and brought to your huge master bedroom. It was twice the size of your father’s office – if not, bigger – the bed was king-sized, and adorned with silk sheets. The walk-in wardrobe was already stacked with clothes for both sexes, making you wonder why you had even brought luggage in the first place.

“Too small, honestly,” Jungkook commented, plopping down on the couch by the fireplace. “My room is bigger than this.”

There he was, ruining the moment again. It was a good thing you were too exhausted to fight with him; but that didn’t mask over the fact that you still wanted to knock him out.

“Brat..” 

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Slight Changes || Park Jimin

Originally posted by lonastic

Word Count: 1.9k

Genre: Angst/Fluff


“You can’t be serious Y/N, it wasn’t even my fault.” You ignored Jimin’s voice as you stormed away from him and walked into the kitchen. The only thing you wanted to do right now was get away from him, but it seemed that no matter how far you got from him he would just appear right behind you again.

“Yes, Jimin, I am serious. What would make you think otherwise?” Your tone was bitter, anger flooding through you and exiting in the form of words. There was no other way for you to release it so you just had to deal with trying your best to stay calm and not completely flip out on your boyfriend. Jimin sighed loudly before speaking again, causing you to turn around and look at him.

“She was just a fan, fan’s get close. It’s not my fault.” He argued. You rolled your eyes, feeling more anger rise at the fact that he was trying to defend himself over this. The picture had been all over twitter and it seemed that ARMY’s were going crazy over it. They had been tweeting it at you, waiting for some kind of reaction, but you held back until the moment he got home and you could confront him about it.

“It’s your fault that you didn’t try to ask her to move, and it’s your fault that you didn’t mention me, you know, your girlfriend.” You said.

“God you always get like this.” Jimin’s tone surprised you, and you couldn’t help but feel a little taken aback by his words. There wasn’t anything about it that was very different, just a slight undertone of frustration that you weren’t used to. Jimin was always calm with you, even now while you were practically yelling at you he was keeping his normal tone.

“What do you mean I always get like this?” You asked.

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Wrecked (Jikook Threesome)

I don’t know what to warn this. But it is pure smut and it has yaoi in it! If you don’t like it don’t read it. @silhouetted-beauty Helped me plan this out, so this is for you really <3 

You fidgeted with the box that you had currently been wrapping on your table, the tape not making your life easier as you tried to tape down the brown wrapping paper that had your doodles on it for your best friends. A soft growl rose from your throat, the corner of the left side of your mouth pushed up into a snarl. Your hair was everywhere from how you pulled it and raked your brains trying to figure out a solution to this hard task that was supposed to be simple. Clicking on your tongue when the box looked at least half decent, you made a motion to hop up from your kitchen table going towards your room to change from your long shirt that you slept in into something more appropriate for going out. Which actually in your mind wasn’t anything more covered up. Grabbing at white high waist shorts you slipped them on but not before putting on some fishnets that had a protective band around your waist ensuring the material would stay secure. Placing on your favorite red lace bra, you threw on a pink button down shirt, leaving the first three buttons undone you only snapped two below it in total before tying the ends in the front causing the shirt to rise and show a peak of the lower part of your belly button. Crossing into the bathroom feeling your excitement boil over practically, you set yourself in to curl your hair and pin it up, tying a bandana around it letting your bangs fall messily into your right eye. Your makeup was bold because at times you liked to be a bold girl- just not a scary one. Base and foundation a little blush also never hurt. Your eyebrows were drawn in to make them thick, your eyelashes curled and lined with mascara. You put pink eyeshadow around the bottom of your eyelid leaving the top to be a soft stroke of red as if it was fading out. You drew on wings on your eyelids finishing it off with red lipstick. Once you made sure you looked absolutely breathtaking you went to put on ankle boots not wanting to have to walk around town in heels all day.

Why were you getting so dressed up? Well your best friends Park Jimin and Jeon Jungkook had just gotten back from tour. You had missed them terribly and while they were gone you also visited the states to stock up on their favorite snacks that couldn’t get brought in Korea and you made them something like a care package. You knew that the two should be home today, or at least the whole group, you hadn’t actually talked to them but considering they had down time you wanted to bet they would avoid the studio and the company building while they rested for at least a day. You had known Jimin and Jungkook before they debuted and you were lucky enough they kept you around to meet the rest of their friends deeming you as a best friend for life. And you were proud of all their hard work and everything they stood for. Grabbing at your house keys, you carried the large box in hand. As you walked to the curb to wait for a taxi all of you hoped that they were there, yes you should have asked but there’s no harm in coming over unannounced, right?

An hour later you were standing there in front of the dorm shaking off the nervous feeling you had in your stomach. You always got like this when it was time to come face to face with them again. It didn’t help that they were attractive as well, making you all the more nervous though you’ve practically spent all your time here with them. Walking up to their door, you knocked on the surface leaning against the door to see if you could hear anything. A pout soon graced your facial features as you were returned with nothing. Sighing you tried knocking once again and when you got no answer you called both phone lines that rang but never picked up. Sighing, you grabbed your spare key from your pocket (not even the manager knew you had it) so you had to pick and choose the right times to come over for his sake as well. You moved to open the door walking inside deciding to just leave the box there and wait for Jimin and Jungkook to tell you later how much they enjoyed the gift. At first, you decided to leave in on the table so that everyone would know it was from you but because you thought one of the elders would try to keep it for themselves you opted out and decided to head for their room.

“Ungh~ J-jimin.” You heard a deep male voice ring out with a cry of pleasure.

Your face heated up quickly, your ears felt like they were on fire and you prayed that you heard that wrong. Creeping towards the heavy breaths that quickly followed the moans of pleasure you ended up in front of one of the rooms. The door was ajar, open enough to see in but not wide enough to walk right in. What you saw almost made you drop the box. Jimin was on top of Jungkook, their naked bodies were pressed together, Jimin’s hand wrapped around Jungkook neck as he drove into him, fucking him senseless against the bed. Jimin was smirking looking down with hooded eyes at the male below him. Groaning from the pleasure as his hips slapped against Jungkook’s. His sweaty hair pressed against his forehead some falling into his eyes as he opened his mouth to whisper out to the pleading male.

“I’ve been waiting to fuck your ass for such a long time now don’t you know that? Seeing you do such sinful body rolls, how you kept teasing me biting those plump lips. You should be careful Jungkook, I’d hate for the hyungs to see you limp around wondering why your ass is so sore.” Jimin taunted earning husky moans from Jungkook.

“I did it just for you. I wanted you to fuck me until I couldn’t walk. I don’t get to have the pleasure often.” Jungkook groaned out rolling his head back in pleasure.

Jimin gripped at Jungkook’s member stroking it in time with his thrusts earning more shouts of pleasure from the vocalist. “Hmm sounds like someone enjoys that. You’re such a dirty boy baby. Do you like how I touch your cock? Does Jiminnie make you feel good?” Jimin taunted earning a strangled approval moan from Jungkook.

You almost dropped the box in your hands. You KNEW IT! You had tried multiple of times to ask Jimin and Jungkook about it and they denied that they were anything more than friends. It wasn’t until the latest broadcast of the Vapp that you figured they were lying to you trying to cover their asses. But now finally you had something to hang over their head! No more could they embarrass you. A soft groan from the room made you come back to the scene in front of you, your eyes were cast down to the floor as you had been lost in thought. Your panties becoming damp as you listened in on the lovers fucking. Your eyes roamed from the floor up to the bed and the dark eyes piercing through your own made you gasp out loud. Taking a step back to run you tripped over your feet, falling on your ass with the box almost falling onto the ground but you managed to catch it in your lap. Scooting backwards, your eyes stayed on Jimin as you backed up, seeing him smirk you tried to scramble off the floor but it was too late.

“Why don’t you come in here y/n.” Jimin gave Jungkook one last hard thrusts, a bit of anger washed through him that you had chosen the worst time to come over. He had been sexually frustrated since the tour started and all he wanted to do until the others come home was fuck into Jungkook.

“I-I no. I can come back.” You stammered moving to stand up as Jimin pulled out of Jungkook slowly locking his eyes with yours he gave a hard glare.

“I said, come in here.” Jimin demanded. Jungkook turned to look at you, a flush face and body he sat up slowly biting on his bottom lip. You could feel your legs pulling you forward but your mind screamed that it wasn’t a good idea to go home and talk to them later. Curiosity took over the best of you and without thinking you moved until you were standing in the front of both of them holding the box you got from them. You were so nervous that sweat started to build up on your forehead, and you squirmed in your spot.

“Why are your shoes still on?” Jungkook asked to cut through the awkward air trying to lighten the move.

“Yeah can I go now?” You asked softly placing the box down on the dresser that was against the wall.

“Why on earth would you want to leave now?” Jimin asked sarcastically giving a flustered smile. He was nervous, if you told anyone they would get teased forever and it wouldn’t be a good situation from there.

“Because my best friends are lying pieces of shit. But don’t worry I’ll make sure not to laugh when I tell Namjoon I was right all along.”

“You’re not telling anyone!” Jimin shouted moving to sit at the edge of the bed and you couldn’t help but let your eyes travel downwards to rest on his toned body and red shaft. It looked swollen and painfully hard.

“I will do whatever I please!” You snapped back at him when you came to your senses.

“Please don’t y/n.. No one else but you know..” Jungkook pleaded and you paused for a split second wishing you would just stop checking the both of them out, because Jungkook looked so thick and your mouth watered, they were both so sexy.

“You’re lying. Why should I believe you?!” You asked feeling your face heat up more, you don’t know why you were making this into such a big deal when it wasn’t even about you.

“Look, I know we lied to you but I promise! They don’t know about us. And we aren’t ready to tell them yet. We are still figuring things out enjoying each other. It’s safer this way.” Jimin pleaded. You growled softly, you didn’t want to believe them. But.. It would make sense why they were left behind when the rest weren’t here and how they acted so needy on camera.

“Listen. I don’t give a damn about what you do behind closed doors but they are your friends just like I am but if anything, they are more important and they deserve to know!” You stomped your foot about to walk off until Jimin gripped at your wrist to tug you back towards him.

“Look we already apologized what else do you want??” Jimin questioned sighing heavily. “Look you are our best friend besides the guys so we trust you but if we have to we will blackmail you.” Jimin said causing you to jerk your wrist from him. You were going to say something but in that moment Jungkook leaned over to whisper something to Jimin who was turning from stressed out to perked up and full of smiles.

“Actually.. That’s a great idea Jungkook.” Jimin smirked tilting his head. “I mean, it’s no secret you’re attractive as fuck.” Jimin moaned out standing up making his way over to you.

“Jimin.. This isn’t funny stop.” You warned in a shaky tone stepping back.

“What’s the matter? Can you honestly tell me you don’t want us? We have seen the way you look at us and I must admit you’ve been a reason I’ve stroked myself many nights. Thinking about those pretty pink lips around my hard cock. I bet your eyes would water up when I fuck that nice mouth of yours. Or maybe that nice tight pussy. It’s been a while since you’ve had sex, hasn’t it?” Jimin asked, coming up to stand in front of you, your feet had stopped moving you backwards. Some part of you liked the fucking attention both males were giving to you and you were starting to hate that part a bit. “I know you want it. And I bet you’re tight.” Jimin wrapped his arms around your waist, pressing his hardened cock against your stomach, he gripped at your ass cheeks thrusting his hips backwards and forwards causing his thick appendage to rub across your skin.

“J-Jimin don’t you dare fuck with me.” You stammered before realizing what you just said. He gave you a smirk, and when you tried to open your mouth and change what had already been said, he replaced the air with his lips kissing you hungrily as his hands dug into your plump ass cheeks. His tongue darting out to lick the inside of your mouth causing a heated battle between the two of you. At first your movements were hesitant and shy but it didn’t take you long for your hands to be moving up to tangle into Jimin’s soft locks of hair. Jungkook watching the scene in front of him felt his cock twitch at the sight. You both looked so good together and he wanted in on the action. Standing up, he moved to stand behind you pressing his naked body against your back side, his hand sweeping around your front in between your legs that were trying to shut tight.

“Nuhuh, open them!” Jungkook commanded. You tried to rebel due to the fact that he was Jimin’s bottom but he was having none of that. Pulling your hair back he broke the kiss, making you strain to look up at him a dark glower in his eyes. “Don’t disobey me, or think for one second just because I let Jimin take over I won’t fucking wreck your little pussy or your tight ass.” Jungkook warned and Jimin chuckled breathing against your neck causing you to shudder as he licked a stripe up your skin.

“Don’t worry baby. We have a couple of hours, either way she’s going to be wrecked. She won’t even have a voice. She will be begging us not to stop.. Or to stop it doesn’t matter as long as she’s cumming on my cock.” Jimin stated as Jungkook let your hair go, Jimin’s hand gripping your chin forcing you to look at him. “You’re going to be daddy’s good girl, right?” He asked softly licking across your bottom lip, but the way he said it made you know that no matter what he was not asking he was telling. Your body was betraying you, your panties were becoming soaked and you were needy. Your breathing was hitched already from a fucking kiss. “Let’s get you undressed, shall we?” Jimin asked rhetorically as his hands moved up to cup your breast earning a slight moan from you. Jungkook leaned his head over to latch his lips onto your skin, sucking at your flesh causing you to squirm where you stood. Jimin messaged your breast through your bra, his fingers flicking across your nipples, Jungkook’s hand moved down between your legs that you opened for him voluntarily feeling him cup your sex rubbing your clothed pussy with his hand.

“Can you feel how hot she is Jimin? I bet she’s so wet right now. Thinking about what we will do to her.” Jungkook teased, his hand raising to slip inside of your shorts and past the barrier of your thigh highs even your panties, his long fingers brushing against your wet clit before a finger slid up and down your slit causing you to mewl in pleasure. “Well would you look at that. It’s an ocean down here. I didn’t know you got off watching men fuck.” Jungkook taunted playing with your slit before he went to pinching on your throbbing bud. “Such a dirty slut.” He whispered against your ear causing you to bite on your bottom lip.

Jimin started to work on your shirt undoing it and pulling it off you. You were in his favorite red bra you just didn’t know it. Or did you? Because even though you were all friends you always had a way of teasing him. Jimin leaned down to lick the top of your breast, his hands squeezing your mounds in his hand before he dips his tongue down the valley of your flesh. You pushed your hips down against Jungkook’s hand who was sliding a finger inside of you thrusting it slowly while your bra was removed. “I can’t wait to fuck these.” Jimin admitted throwing your bra somewhere behind him, leaning forward he teased you with his tongue, swiping across your flesh but never staying too long. Using his teeth to bite at your nipple and pull the flesh with his fingers. Your mouth opened as tiny moans of his name came out of your mouth.

“You’re so cooperative. Had I known you would have been so ready to fuck, we would have let you join a long time ago.” Jimin chuckled deeply.

“F-fuck. You.” You spat through clenched teeth as Jungkook added another finger inside of you, stroking your inner walls with his thick fingers burying them to the hilt, slowly stretching you out.

“No baby.” Jimin stated looking up in your eyes. “I’m going to fuck you.” It was the way he said it that had your legs buckling as your hands gripped onto your shorts. He chuckled wrapping his lips around your left nipple sucking on it harshly, his tongue sliding up and down your perked-up nipple while his free hand played with your other breast. Jungkook searched for your spot, thrusting his fingers in different directions until he found it earning a sharp cry from your lips. He smirked using his fingers to plunge deep into your heat using his legs to spread you wider as Jimin got on his knees to suck more at your breast. You could hear the wet sounds of Jungkook’s fingers slamming inside of you.

“Does it feel good? Do you like how I finger fuck you princess?” Jungkook asked, brushing his thumb against your clit. He was staring to pick up his speed but when you didn’t answer, he stopped holding his fingers in place his free hand gripping at your chin forcing your head back once again as you whined. “If I ask you something you will answer. Or you will leave here one frustrated woman.” His eyes burned into yours and you nodded your head in understanding not wanting to try him out on his threat. “Good girl, tell me you like it.” Jungkook gave a half smirk his fingers slamming in and out of you at a fast pace.

“Holy shit! I love it Jungkook- please it feels so good! I love your fingers stretching out my pussy!” You cried out with a flushed face. Jimin kissed down your body moaning at your sounds, gripping at your shorts he undid them in a hurry, pulling them down your legs and taking off your shoes. Instead of keeping your fishnets intact, he started to rip them from your core opening you up for him. He could see the water that collected in your panties, he could see it dripping down the inside of your thighs as Jungkook’s fingers worked on your body. He looked up at you, moving his hands back to play with your breast.

“Jungkook! Jungkook I’m going to cum!” You cried out, your body was shaking, goosebumps rising on your skin from the pleasure your pussy was speaking loud and clear with the lewd noises, your makeup would have been ruined had it not been water proof.

“Cum for me baby.” Jungkook rasped out. You were still trying to hold out, watching as Jimin destroyed your fishnets to place open wet kisses along your skin. “Please. Please cum for me.” Jungkook almost begged, his hips rolling against your ass. Feeling his stiffened member between your ass cheeks as he used his fingers to fuck you was too much. Your stomach tightened and legs gave way as you nodded your head your cum spilling onto his fingers. Jungkook harshly bit on your ear moaning seductively as he rode out your orgasm with you, his fingers curling inside of you to get everything the wetness that trickled down your thighs getting sucked up by Jimin.

Jimin pulled down your panties, looking at your glistening center as Jungkook toyed with your pussy before he pulled his fingers back slowly. He brought his fingers up to your lips, waiting for you to open your mouth. Parting your lips, you almost gagged on his fingers as Jungkook shoved them down your throat making you taste yourself, Jimin wasting no time through one of your legs over his shoulder attacking your pussy with his mouth. He latched onto your center, his lips wrapping around your clit as he harshly sucked. His tongue was pressing down against the throbbing pink clit, the flat of his tongue roughly moving up and down as he sucked on you. Your cries were choked back by the fingers that were brushing down the back of your throat, a spit trail starting to escape your mouth and dance down the sides. Jimin kept your legs open, using his mouth to cover your pussy, his tongue flicked rapidly up and down your slit, his hands moving to spread your pussy lips wide. He shoved his warm tongue inside of your pussy groaning at the taste. Your mind was blown, you had no words for how you felt but you knew you wanted to please them as much as you were getting pleased. Your hand reached around you to grab at Jungkook’s shaft. You pumped him dry at first, causing his hips to buck up against your hand as he pulled his fingers from your mouth. He looked over your shoulder, reaching his dry hand down to grab at Jimin’s head pushing it closer to your pussy causing you to both moan out. Jungkook let the tip of his cock pressed against your ass cheeks, opening your plump flesh with one hand he let his thumb press against the ring of your tight asshole.

“I can’t wait. To bury my dick to the hilt inside of your pussy. And fuck you until you can’t even beg for mercy.” He groaned against your ear causing you to release a whimper from your lips, your hand squeezing at his tip to gather precum from his tip. Jungkook groaned looking down at how painfully hard he was, your hand wasn’t going to do it.

“Jimin.” He rasped out, his own neediness coming out. Jimin looked up from your pussy, his hands rubbing up and down the insides of your thighs as his mouth moved on your pussy, his tongue wiggling on your insides causing you to grow wetter from the motions of his tongue. Jimin looked from your pussy up to Jungkook and back to you, he pulled back slowly licking his lips and standing up.

“I want you to suck Jungkook off.” Jimin gripped onto your arm turning you around. You got on your knees, looking up at Jungkook you gripped his shaft running your tongue along the underside of his cock causing him to shudder and slap your hand away. He positioned his cock at your mouth pushing it inside. His hand gripping at your curls fucking them up as he brought your head down onto his shaft face fucking you harshly. His moans filled the room as he snapped his hips against your face his balls hitting your chin. Jimin laid on his back, spreading your legs wide he caused you to straddle him making you ride his face. Your moans only aided Jungkook in feeling more pleasure, pushing his cock down your throat watching as it disappeared between your lips. Your red lipstick was coming off your lips and becoming smeared as he pressed against your face. He cupped your cheeks with his free hand slapping your cheek as he watched you.

“Look at all that pretty red lipstick getting smeared over my dick. I never knew you took it so well, you look like you’ve found where you belong. On your knees for me.” Jungkook taunted you licking his lips as he saw you moan from it. Jimin could feel your walls tighten around his tongue, his fingers going up to brush against your clit aiding his work on your pussy. Your hand reached down to grip his hair, tears brimming in your eyes from both the stretch and the pleasure, you were crying out around Jungkook’s swollen shaft that stretched out your jaw. You tried to pull back to get Jimin to let up but Jungkook was holding you down making you take him. Your legs trembled as you looked up at him, face fucked as well as your pussy, your second orgasm rippling through you and causing your hips to grind harshly against Jimin’s face. He gripped at your ass cheeks keeping you in place continuing to suck you clean until he felt you were done. He pulled back from you sliding from under your body he motioned to the bed with his head for Jungkook to see. Jungkook pulled back from you slowly, helping you up he pushed you down on the bed, your front half against the bed but the rest of your body standing. Your legs spread wide for him, his hands stroking at your sides.

“I’m actually glad you told us all about you being on the pill. Now I can fill this pussy up as much as I want to and not have to worry about getting you pregnant.” Jungkook stroked his slick shaft that was wet from your spit. Rubbing his head up and down your slit he watched as you tried to claw at the bed and move. He found it adorable that you didn’t want to beg for mercy when your body was fully red and reacting to every little touch. Jungkook slid inside of you slowly, causing a moan to ripple from both your lips as he filled you to the brim. His hands gripping at your hips he started to bring you backwards slamming you down on his shaft moaning from the pleasure. His hips slapping against yours, his thick length pushed deep inside of your walls resting against your spot. He buried himself deep as much as you could take he gave it all to you thought he saw you wincing and trying to squirm. He snapped his hips forward, rolling them in part to tease Jimin and in part to hit your spot just the right way. Jimin was frustrated he was so horny, watching you get fucked against the bed your body sliding up and down the wrinkled sheets as your fingers dug into the fabric was too overwhelming and all his blood was south. He took in a sharp breath as you looked up at him, moaning out Jungkook’s name with swollen lips. He growled gripping at your hair, he lifted your head and pressed your lips against his cock. You opened your mouth to take him in, he was thick like Jungkook, you could see why the other didn’t mind him fucking him from behind. Your tongue rolled against his heated shaft, pressing against his slit and nibbling on his tip you grazed your teeth across his flesh every once in a while. Your whole body felt stuffed, the only thing that wasn’t full was your asshole but Jungkook was working to change that, his thumb sliding inside of your tight ring of muscle causing you to jump.

“Relax and take it. Take it all.” Jungkook mumbled, his other hand moving to slap at your ass cheeks, listening to the sound resonate against the walls. He watched your flesh bounce, stopping his hips he slapped your ass again. “I want more. Fuck yourself on my dick. I want to see this ass bouncing on me. Don’t disappoint me y/n. Show me and Jimin what you can do.” You were eager to prove to them that you were good when it came to pleasing people. Lifting up to press your hands against the mattress, your hips pressed back as you fucked yourself on Jungkook’s shaft, he was entering you deeply, it felt so good to have his stiff pole inside of you and though you couldn’t see him you knew he was having a hard time controlling himself. You picked up the pace, your hips snapping back to meet his, your ass was bouncing as you rocked your hips and rode him. Soon switching from just going back and forth to going in a circle and winding your hips, you could hear Jungkook moan in pleasure behind you, his large hand landing more blows on your ass cheeks. Jimin reached over with his free hand dragging his nails up your spine sending a chill through your body and it almost made you fall against the bed with how it shook your body. Jimin smirked, grabbing at Jungkook’s hair he brought him in for a kiss letting Jungkook taste your sweetness on his tongue. While they shared a heated kiss, you tried to handle both fucking Jimin’s dick with your mouth and Jungkook’s dick with your pussy. You were starting to slow down, trying to not crumple but the pleasure was too much and the overstimulation was creeping into your system. It seems neither of them were having it. Jimin pulled back from the kiss, thrusting his hips against your face causing you to gag as he shoved his dick into your mouth trying to push it far down your throat not satisfied until he could hear you choking and feel your nose brush against the base of his dick against his pubic hairs.

“Fuck her Jungkook. Fuck her.” He moaned out looking down at how your hips connected before he looked in the male’s eyes. His face was covered in red and sweat, his abs tightened up, Jimin knew he was close he knew he had to feel good. He smirked lazily, feeling his own stomach tighten but he was going to hold out for now. “Harder, fucking wreck her Jungkook.” Jimin growled slapping your ass causing Jungkook to speed up slamming as hard as he could into you. Jimin pulled away from your mouth to hear your broken sobs, your hands moving back to grab at his hips.

“Mercy Jungkook! Please Jungkook slow down oh god!” You cried out, tears going down your face from how he fucked you like you were a rag doll. Your body craved it, your pussy felt a hint of soreness but it was a good mix from it. You didn’t know what you wanted, to beg him to stop or keep going but your mouth was shouting out incoherent things. Jungkook gripped at your wrist pinning them down against the bed as he rammed into you, his hips slapping against yours so hard that the bed was shaking in protest under you. He could feel your wet pussy tightening around his cock, how you gripped him like a vice. He rolled his head back letting out a husky cry of your name. He had to hold out, he tried to distract himself not to come but his balls tightened up and he didn’t know how long he could hold it.

“I’m cumming! Jungkook! H-ahh Jungkook!” You breathed out heavily, your eyes were rolling back from the pleasure, he shoved himself inside of you, his strokes causing you to cum, your body trembling against the bed as you fell flat on it, your body was hot and covered with sweat, Jungkook lifted up one of your legs, holding it with his arm as he pinned your hips to the bed, losing himself in his own pleasure. His warm cum filling up your insides as he slowed down himself pulling out of you. His cum trickling down the inside of your thighs and onto the bed. Your heart hammered in your chest, but Jimin hadn’t had his turn yet. He gripped you by your hips flipping you over on your back. Staring up at him, you braced your hands on his chest as he rubbed his tip at your entrance.

“N-no Jimin I’m still dirty.” You whimpered slightly feeling your pussy trying to push out all of Jungkook’s cum.

“I like it that way.” He gave you a devilish smile pushing slowly into you. Jimin used Jungkook’s cum to slide inside of you causing you to blush and groan at the same time. He gripped at your neck lightly, rolling his hips against yours, his dick smearing all of Jungkook’s cum around your walls. “How does it feel to be our sloppy seconds?” Jimin asked causing a groan to leave your lips. He pulled out of you starting to fuck you at a slow pace, adjusting your pussy to his size now, some cum trickling out of your pussy as he pulled back only to push back inside of you. Jungkook moved sit on the bed by your head watching as Jimin created a medium pace rocking his hips against yours. His biceps popping out as he concentrated on bringing you pleasure, his free hand pressing down into the bed. You rolled your head back enjoying the feeling of being fucked by Jimin, you could see that Jungkook was starting to get turned back on, his half erect member becoming harder the longer he watched your breast bounce or Jimin snap his hips forward to bury himself deeper inside of you.

“Fuck you’re so wet and warm. Nice and tight, which I don’t get because Jungkook just ruined you.. But I know.” Jimin smiled pulling out of your pussy, he spread your legs open wide, laying you back on the bed, his tip pressed against your asshole, you froze up immediately, Jimin rubbed your clit causing half of you to come down as he slowly entered you from behind. You inhaled a sharp breath your eyebrows squeezing together as the pain took over your ass.

“Just relax. It’ll feel better I promise.” Jungkook kissed you sweetly, his hands played with your nipples as they both worked together to distract you. Jimin stayed in place, it was hard for him not to just snap into you but you were so tight, your ass felt so warm and it snuggled him in like Jungkook’s did. He felt like he could cum from just the feeling. Once he felt you relax a little bit, he started to thrust inside of you, hearing your soft moans from the kiss. Jimin sped up slowly, using his hips to his advantage finding spots that would make you moan out more for him. Jungkook getting too lost in the battle of your tongues slipped his hand down to your clit, rubbing it and causing your hips to buck up more. He broke the kiss to crawl on your stomach, gripping your breast he slid his cock through them, fucking your breast as he watched your flustered face. He was surprised that you wrapped your tongue around his head to suck on the swollen shaft, he shuddered as Jimin reached forward to kiss along his neck, his fingers digging into Jungkook’s ass cheeks. Jungkook leaned over you, grabbing at your hair, you replaced his hands on your breast holding it for him so that he could thrust properly against you. Your tongue flicked up and down his slit wanting to give him as much pleasure as you could. You could hear Jimin moaning from behind the both of you, and you knew that he was getting close to cumming. Jimin gripped at your thighs leaning down to press hickeys against your hips as you took care of Jungkook. But Jimin wanted you to ride him so he kept a slow pace watching as Jungkook lost himself.

He was so out of it fucking your warm wet mouth along with your breast on each side of his cock sucking him in was too much. Jungkook didn’t know how he was cumming so fast, but he was pulling back letting his warm cum paint your pretty face in a mess. He moaned as he tried to avoid your eyes not wanting to mess up a good moment. He slowly slid off you, Jimin took one look at you and let a growl ripple through him. You look exhausted and thoroughly fucked. Grabbing at your hips he scooped you up sitting you in his lap. Jimin bounced you, your hands bracing back on his legs as he fucked into you. Your hips slammed down as you tried to move them squeezing your hole around his cock, you used your fingers to scoop the cum off your face and lick it clean. Jungkook leaned over trying to suck on your clit and rub it while you too pushed back against each other, Jimin leaned forward to crash his lips against yours shoving two fingers inside of your pussy. Curling them he found your spot, thrusting them as deep as he could until he felt you shaking on top of him. At this point it was burning to cum but even you wanted to get one more out, the soreness not stopping you as you pushed your body. You listened to the both of them moan along with what else they were doing to you and in no time, you were cumming for Jimin again, your nails scratching into his thighs as you cried out with your head rolled back. Jimin watched you, his eyes glued to how your face contorted in pleasure, how your mouth hung open. Raising his hips to continue pounding into you, Jimin held your hips down as he filled you up with his cum taking deep breaths. He fell back on the bed, and you needed Jungkook’s help to lay down.

“You’re not tired, already are you?” Jungkook playfully teased you stroking your hair from your face.

“Seriously you don’t need to fuck me anymore I won’t tell a soul.” You complained hating that your pussy was getting excited for another round.

“Well regardless you can’t tell because now you’ve fucked us. And imagine what the guys would say if they found that out? Especially Taehyung.” Jimin snickered looking up at the ceiling glad that they thought this plan through.

“I really hate you.” You whined out loud rolling on your back, you didn’t expect it but Jimin was over you in a flash grinding his half hard shaft against your swollen lips causing you to gasp.

“In that case. Maybe I should fuck it out of you.” He leaned down purring as he pressed his lips against yours.

Just some fic recs...

I’ve read a lot of really good fic this year and I just thought the best of the best deserved some recognition.  I tried to weed out the super popular fics, but some still show up because I love them that much.  Also, the ships are numerous and varied.

Running on Air–eleventy7; Drarry
Draco Malfoy has been missing for three years. Harry is assigned the cold case and finds himself slowly falling in love with the memories he collects.
*I would murder people to protect this fic.  It’s beautifully written, well-plotted, original, and it reuses certain sentences, making them more poignant the later in the story they’re used.  Like, fuck me up*

the ghost of you–kissmesexybatman; Klance
When Keith goes missing without a trace, all his family and friends are able to do is move on with their lives. When he shows back up after a year, they have to convince him they still want him back.
*I may be slightly biased because the coolest person in the world wrote this, but let me tell you, it’s emotionally heartwrenching, wonderfully written, and gives you a happy ending without sacrificing the needs of the characters*

My soul is an empty carousel at sunset.–dawnstruck; Otayuri
Yuri grows up and grows older and grows into himself. Otabek helps. It just takes a while to get there.
*I’m demi and this fic described exactly what that experience has been like for me, as it features a demi!Yuri.  Beyond that, it was sweet and genuine and I adored it*

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Jackson Heights - Peter Parker

request -  Hey! I was wondering if you could write a fic where the reader is recruited to fight in civil war with Steve and she ends up fighting peter and while fighting they spark up a conversation and become friends? And then soon they become more than friends?

a/n - going back to peter in civil war and trying to bring out his more rookie/dorky side was fun but i went back and forth with a ton of ideas for this fic, i hope it turned out good enough and isn’t trash like me :( but don’t forget to request a fic if you’d like and follow!

The airport terminal was ripped into pieces as the minutes went by. The battle between Stark and Rogers had spread like a disease, influencing the whole team to pick sides and fight until one victor remained. I was among that group, suddenly finding myself fighting against the people whom I held dearest to my heart, supposedly helping Captain in this messy situation.

My back was pressed up against Wanda’s, circling around to defy anyone that came near us. T’Challa had tried his best to come and toy with us, my spine shivering once I heard the claws come out of his suit and pounce towards Wanda and I, only to be stopped by the force of her hands. I watched as his body flew across the premise, landing on pieces of debris.

“(Y/N). Spider-Man coming for you from Eastside.” Carter said over the intercom.

“Spider what?” I furrowed my brows, turning around only to get swooped into the air.

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Yours, Castiel

Anon Request: Could you do a Reader x Cas where Cas makes creative use of one of his feathers?

Word Count: a little over 2k

Warnings: this is some CHEESY SHIT, FAM. also there’s some language. but basically just a fluff overload.

Originally posted by yaelstiel

You slowly walked into the map room and rubbed your eyes, still weary from sleep. You were surprised when you opened them and saw Castiel sitting at the table, furiously writing something with…a feather?

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unpopular opinion: there’s no way we can get a great garnet episode at this point

aka why i can understand why garnet stopped having episodes dedicated to her.

this isnt to justify the lack of episodes dedicated to her, but rather my anger and frustrations with the crewniverse for repeatedly stunting any development for her and turning her into a really bland and overly forgiving mom character

garnet transformed from this mysterious mother figure that would do quirky things and have spouts of anger to a faux progressive happy go lucky character (odlaws’ put my issue into words perfectly if you wanna understand it more)

like back in season 1? what were garnet’s flaws:

she was awkward, she would turn violent if you pushed her hard enough, she over estimates steven, she can lose focus easily, her stoic persona made her come off as uncaring and intimidating

after jailbreak, keeping it together and cry for help you would think garnet would face new conflicts such as trust issues, dealing with PTSD, coping with horrific imagery, letting things go, etc

but no. we never get any of that. we’re not ALLOWED to get any of that. instead all that emotion and turmoil is given to ruby and sapphire. really godbless these characters, i still love them to death and despite some of my issues with keystone motel, its still a really solid and enjoyable ep. But this arc was supposed to be about garnet being hurt. pearl was jealous of garnet and pearl hurt garnet. when pearl was insulting sugilite no one went “how rude of pearl to insult amethyst and garnet”. We all understood that sugilite was a separate identity who made her own decisions and garnet and amethyst weren’t influencing it. 

even when ruby and sapphire were angry about how they were hurt, RUBY was in the wrong because she didnt want to forgive pearl right away and sapphire told her that forgiving pearl was the right thing. ignoring the fact that that was a terrible message to send, that you need to just forgive people who hurt you right away just because they’re close friends, we never get a chance to see garnet vent and show her anger. even in Friend Ship, it ended with garnet playing the life coach for pearl DESPITE pearl not giving a proper apology and instead making bad excuses and using guilt tripping tactics (”im not strong enough” “im just useless”). its like the tumblr equivalent of someone going “i know i did something bad i get it im trash i deserve to die”. But garnet can’t shut that down can she? garnet cant receive a good apology can she? no she has to sit down and stroke Pearl’s ego for a goddamn minute.

garnet cant express her feelings because that’s wrong and bad! pearl can scream at a child and smack a wall simply because he tried to be supportive but garnet cant be mad. garnet’s not allowed to express her feelings. Friend Ship and Cry For Help made me realize something awful.

when garnet’s mad its not sympathetic, it’s scary

back in season 1 I forgave it since garnet was an imposing figure. she’s weird and mysterious. when she was mad it was over things like accidentally getting her glasses knocked off and ronaldo kidnapping steven. you could laugh at the situation with her and not really take her anger seriously enough

so you would think given the circumstances, the writers would understand that we should sympathize with garnet since she was violated. which isnt at all funny and nearly made her defuse.

But you’re not supposed to empathize with garnet. you’re not supposed to relate to her. You’re not supposed to go “poor garnet thats so messed up”. you’re instead supposed to react like “Yeah that was messed up but WHY is she mad at pearl :(”

amethyst complains about the house being awkward and taking neither sides despite it clearly being something that she should be supporting garnet in. steven doesnt support garnet either. when pearl snapped at steven in Rose’s Scabbard, steven chases after her and spends some time with her to lift her mood. But steven didn’t care to do anything for garnet. Steven didn’t invite her to come to the motel. Steven didn’t take the time to talk to her. and Steven didn’t make any attempt to relate to her.

and yet guess who did get the good ol’ “get coddled like a baby” treatment.

pearl. someone who was the cause of all this drama. who not only violated a friend several times, but delayed their mission and risked endangering everyone for the sake of feeling good about herself. but ofc the writer’s woobie fave could never do anything wrong :(

an entire arc that should’ve been meant to flesh out both garnet and pearl ended up shelving garnet and treating pearl like the victim in all of this. that SHE’S the one who needs help.

how insulting

a black woman who sang a song about the importance of love and fusion, who nearly fell apart when she saw forced fusions, is not the victim in this. the Cry For Help was about pearl. garnet needed to drop all her feelings for pearl.

And afterwards it just went downhill from there. its like the show completely gave up on garnet.

more focus and screen time was given to ruby and sapphire, who again i love, but get more development than garnet.

and finally we reach “Log Date 7 15 2″ or as i like to call it “the rise of magical negro garnet”

Peridot’s comments don’t piss off Garnet. You don’t see her get visibly angry. She barely musters a response except for mildly bored look. I wasn’t asking for “garnet beats up peridot for being a homophobe”, but I know very well that garnet would not be the type to just allow Peridot to spend several days making off color comments. Garnet looks bored to mildly pleased. 

You could call this character development except… not really? Garnet smiling more does not equal Garnet being way more tolerant of disrespectful behavior. But since this was an arc for peridot i forgave it a bit. 

But then came episodes like Gem Harvest where Garnet would seriously be the last person to just shut up and tolerate Andy’s disrespectful behavior. And in Mindful Education we see garnet using ruby and sapphire to express how they handle trauma rather than Garnet using her own emotions.

Garnet isn’t flawed anymore. Garnet doesn’t make awkward comments or act in ways that are oddly violent. She’s not brash or passionate. She’s just there to offer advice.

Finally there’s Room For Ruby, an episode that made me sit and go “there is no way in hell this is the same garnet before”

  • garnet was already cautious with Steven trying to train a corrupted gem, why would she not even moniter him teaching Navy about earth (i know they think she’s dumb but she’s not an animal and there’s a reason why the diamonds sent out those rubies)
  • garnet saw a future where navy did not care about being a crystal gem and did nothing. excuse me? Garnet says herself her future vision works like a river with various streams connecting to it, and relies on the future thats most common (she when she jumped in front of a spilled coffee pot to protect steven). garnet even understood at the end of the episode that bad futures are possible and risky, and if they’re most common she needs needs to act on it. why on earth would garnet see a future where navy takes the ship and leave and not do anything about it
  • she was waaaaay too laxed about steven failing to stop navy. remember when she said she was terrified of Blue Diamond? Or when she smashed a warp pad just for seeing peridot show up? 

garnet’s cool with everything now. she doesnt care. she became the most assertive member of the team to the most passive. she’s easy to convince and push. she lacks any depth outside of “quiet mom who smiles sometimes”.

i cant believe im saying this but i honestly thing the crew fucked with her personality harder than lapis. because at least in lapis’s case, there was no concrete identity for her.

but there was one for garnet, one we all loved. 

awkward, funny, quirky, sensitive and assertive garnet.

the writers could have developed it more and jailbreak made me believe we were going to see more of her. but instead the writers decided decided “Garnet with layered personalities is a bit too much for us. so we gotta simplify her. make her the walking shoulder to cry on. the friend that enables everything you do, she just loves steven and thats all that matters.”

and that’s all garnet is now. she’s almost like peridot. happy go lucky, overly forgiving and a shell of her former self.

and that makes me mad

Getting Along - Smut

Originally posted by teenwolf-theoriginals

Author: @dumbass-stilinski
Rating: NSFW 18+
Pairing: Stiles/Isaac/Reader threesome
Words: 3,907
AN: This took me forever to write I’m so mad about it but I hope ya’ll enjoy it. Thanks to @writing-obrien for proofreading and @celestial-writing for helping me with plot, as usual.


It wasn’t a secret that Stiles and Isaac weren’t exactly friends. They tolerated each other because of Scott, for the good of the pack. But Stiles thought Isaac was a snob, and Isaac found Stiles to be highly annoying. The only thing they had in common was their affections for you.

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27 Dress Code Violations

@jilychallenge 04/2017 | @bantasticbeasts vs @anxiouspotter

Muggle AUs | “i get dress coded so you give me your jacket and we protest unfair regulations for girls together/you sass the teacher about how distracted you are by my shoulders”

Word Count: 2500

special shoutout to @jiilys. solidarity, sister

AO3


i.

She walks into English fifteen minutes late, wearing both a deeply unflattering smock and a scowl. Neither are an especially new look on her.

“Vector,” she says under her breath, as an answer to Mary McDonald’s unspoken question. It’s the answer to every question in the room. Ms Vector is notorious among them all for her very strict adherence to the school’s dress code.

“Yes, Miss Evans’ entrance was very exciting, but I’ll have your attention back to the lesson now, please,” says Ms McGonagall. James snaps back to attention. It’s for the best.

ii.

“Here,” James says, shrugging off his jacket and thrusting it toward Lily. She gives him this look like, fuck off, and James has to bite his tongue to stop from aggravating her. “They’re doing uniform checks up the hall. Just put it on.”

Evans gives him a very strange look, and it takes him a second to realise that it’s neutral.

She looks good in his jacket.

iii. 

Every third dress code violation results in a lunch time detention. It’s only October, and Lily’s already had six. She doesn’t look at James as she takes the seat three ahead and one to the left of him.

iv.

There’s a thump from somewhere in the back of the classroom, and McGonagall isn’t planning on looking up - it sounds like it came from the general vicinity of Potter and Black, and that’s certainly not a situation she wants to engage with - but the entire class is already turned around to see what the fuss is.

She strides down the aisle between the desks, and is about three years past surprised to find James Potter lying on the floor, gazing at the ceiling, glasses knocked aside.

“Am I boring you so much that you decided to take a nap?” she asks, and James gives this wicked smile, and here we go–

“Sorry, Miss, I can’t get up. It’s Evans’ shoulders - they’re overwhelming me. I simply can’t do anything until she covers them up. Sirius, tell me when it’s safe.”

He’s a funny boy, she’ll give him that. “Potter, get up. This is hardly the time for foolishness.”

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Issues (Smut)

MASTERLIST

Request: Jeep sex and a good bit of fluff.

A/N: This is my first story in like 8392 years and I’m so put of practice so please bare with me because it’s not great. Also shoutout to Emily. You’re the real mvp. Feedback would be great. 

Originally posted by mxndxsimaginxs


Word count: 4,185

We were sitting in the jeep on the highway from Toronto back to Pickering and though we weren’t even half way yet, the drive seemed longer than usual.
Painfully longer. 

Though it was a rather warm summer day, I felt the chills run down my bare arms the soon as we got into the car. The pesky silence between us was smothering, suffocating really and made my entire body linger in the most uncomfortable way possible. 

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Jealousy

Originally posted by mizlat

Ivar Ragnarsson x Reader (Requested by Reader)

Hello! How are you? Can I request a jealous ivar fic? The plot is up to you because you’re an amazing writer!

You loved Ivar, you really did; but sometimes, he was too difficult to deal with. He had his anger issues and his insecurities, just like every other viking. He had a way of ‘throwing a fit’ when he didn’t get what he wanted and sometimes, he was just too much for you.

You weren’t dating him or anything, although you sometimes wish you were. You had grown up with Ivar; going around as kids. You would pull his little wagon that he sat in behind you as you went and scared other children or followed his mother around. You had grown up like siblings and were still incredibly close.

You stuck through with him and helped him cope with his disability and his brothers always picking on him because of it. After the death of his mother, you seemed to be the only one who was truly there for him, besides his father. But eventually, his father had died too. You were with him when he got the news and you will never forget his reaction.

You seemed to be the only consistent thing in his life at the moment. So, when Sigurd had started to hit on you, you couldn’t help but notice Ivar starting to act strange. You had tried to confront him about it, but every time he would just ignore you and crawl away. Until today. He had tried to crawl away and had gotten a pretty far distance when you shook your head and ran for him.

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The Protector | Stranger Things

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader

A/N: There may be a couple of spoilers throughout this. I promise I will be writing more Teen Wolf fics soon, I’m just so in love with Steve at the minute. Enjoy, leave feedback please! As well, I feel the need to point out, no one has any permission to post my imagines elsewhere.

Masterlist

Originally posted by allysargcnt


The brown eyed beauty collapsed onto the couch, hands swinging behind his head as a sigh escaped his pink full lips. The dish towel that he had been holding dropped onto his lap, and you smiled when the first thing he did was stretch his hands out to you, gesturing for you to come over to him. You lowered yourself onto his lap, his arms tightening around your torso and his head fell into the crook of your neck. “Why are kids so difficult?” Steve muttered, the humming of his lips tickling your skin.

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rickmorty fic rec list

hey! here it is! that fic rec list i said i was gonna do for 200 followers, and yet here i am…at 473 followers HAHAHAHA just a liiitle late there – seriously tho, thank you all! this is such a chill and supportive community~

just a couple notes on the list: i decided to narrow it down to 30, which made things more difficult than i expected(there’s just soo many good ones, guys!); i didn’t want to include more than two fics from a single writer; i included series, but only if the stories were interconnected; for a couple of the series that didn’t have overall summaries i just used the summary from the first fic in the series, and one fic didn’t have a description at all, so i ended up using the first sentence, since it seemed to fit; these are in completely random order.

some of these are obvious picks (basically classics), but hopefully you’ll find something new or interesting! i absolutely love every one of these! thank you to all the writers for being so amazing, and bringing me so much joy (and tears) with these fics!!

Whiskey And Water by firstbornking

cov·et

1. desire wrongfully, inordinately, or without due regard for the rights of others.
2. yearn to possess or have.

In which Rick and Morty get separated on the Citadel, Rick’s patience is tried and Morty suffers the consequences of his own poor judgement.

Just a Palmful of Elbow Grease by lemonsweet

Morty encounters some difficulties while attempting to smuggle some inter-dimensional contraband for his grandfather.

It occurrs to Rick that Morty is taking an awfully long time in the bathroom.

Honey And Vinegar by firstbornking

ma·nip·u·late

1. handle or control (a tool, mechanism, etc.), typically in a skillful manner.
2. control or influence (a person or situation) cleverly, unfairly, or unscrupulously.

In which Rick and Morty take another spin on the cycle of abuse, Rick is shameless and Morty is broken down one ‘I love you’ at a time.

When the Night is Long by Breadalby

Morty has nightmares and coping issues. Rick mocks and subsequently consoles him the only way he knows how.

It Cages a Demon by TripleX_Tyrant

When Rick captures a powerful being from a demonic dimension - a demon with the ability to devour thoughts - Morty’s consciousness is pulled into the demon’s cage. Rick must go in after him before Morty’s consciousness is completely consumed. But this isn’t what the inside of the cage should look like. And if Rick wants to save Morty, he’ll have to survive in a place where paths are unclear and monsters manifest.

Rick knew his own mind was complex. But he wasn’t ready for this.

Frick the Rick by mariachiMushroom

Rick realizes he and Morty are in a fanfic, and the only way to finish the story is to have sex.

Miami Rick and Morty by AndersAndrew and futagogo

That night, they’d narrowly escaped a mob of pissed-off mafiosos that Rick owed money.
Morty laid his head on the old man’s thigh as they drove, enjoying the quiet and the feel of Rick’s delicate fingers through his bleach-blond hair.

“With this much cash, the universe is our oyster, MoOURGHty!” Rick exclaimed.

“I just want to dance.”

Morty’s Are Only A Reflection Of Their Ricks by KallikRose

“This Morty has seen everything… but has yet to feel the warmth of a loving touch.”

Three eye Morty has been through hell. After his parents divorce, Summer running away and Rick dying of a heart attack, Morty takes Ricks portal gun and goes on the run. He becomes a hitman on an alien planet just to get by. But what happens when years later he’s offered a ton of money to kill a Rick that he eventually falls for?

The Citadel of Lost Children by futagogo


The origin story of The One True Morty.
 

Rick and Morty Get Real by JenKristo

Right before leaving for college, Morty confesses that he’s attracted to Rick, and Rick turns him down flat. Only, Rick can’t stop thinking about it. They both look for answers through interdimensional travel, alcohol and experimentation. Plus, with Morty returning home for Thanksgiving break, they’re going to have to face each other.

Slow Dancing on Hot Coals by rickandmortygetschwifty

Rick and Morty have a serious disagreement about the state of their relationship.

Fethishizing the Extraordinary by berlitzschen

In a panel, Justin Roiland said that Beth “fetishizes the extraordinary” and said something else to the effect that Beth wants Morty to be extraordinary like her father, and values it above anything else. This, coupled with wives commonly responding with tolerance and forgiveness when they find out their spouses molested their child, made me think Beth might not actually throw Rick out if she were to discover them.

So here’s a fic about all the fucked up shit that implies, undercutting an otherwise fairly senseless story about Rick and Morty’s relationship.

Death shall have no dominion by too_much_pressure_for_a_username

“You d-don’t have a clue w-what love is, Morty,” Rick tells him. “You’re not c-capable of loving anything b-besides yourself and, and your c-creepy little stuffed animals.”
There’s something about the way Rick says this, something hollow and dead that tells him Rick isn’t lying or trying to get back at him for lashing out. The wild anger has dissipated. And if Rick isn’t saying this because he’s mad at Morty…
…Then he’s saying it because he really believes it.

college morty by dadvans

Morty hasn’t seen Rick in three years. Rick needs Morty’s fingerprints. Rick always needs more than he asks for.

All Yours by a_side_of_sin

From day one, Rick had always been blindingly clear on the nature of their relationship.

Feel You In My Bones by E707

There would have been nothing unusual about the dreams at all, really, if Morty hadn’t woken after each and every one with a fierce and unrelenting erection.

life is sweeter when it’s wrapped in debauchery by gaily-daily

C-622 Morty runs through the wrong portal, and because the universe loves dramatic irony, he ends up in a college dorm room where Rick and Stanford are roommates. Unfortunately (or fortunately??) Rick takes a liking to him.

Morty’s Ricksicion by Dapperstiel and Pretty_Princess_Sheep

Overly intoxicated, Rick comes onto Morty, leaving the two at odds. Unknown to Morty, his decision on how to deal with Rick will drastically alter the future, creating two alternate realities, and two possible endings.

RickMorty TrashPile by trashfreak

Rick gets what he wants. Morty learns to like giving it to him.

a whole world in here by laskofresho

“I’m lonely, Rick,” he mumbled.

“It’s a pretty big, lonely existence out there, Morty.”

Another You by The-Clairvoyant-Rick

Morty shifted nervously, unable to meet the eyes of the man who looked so much like his grandfather, “W-what can I-I-I get for $85?” Morty pulled a wad of crumpled bills from his jeans, trembling from the adrenaline of what he was asking.

A tell-tale grin curved the blue haired man’s lips into a predatory smirk before he leaned down, smoothly pocketing the bills, his breath tickling the shell of Morty’s ear, “48 minutes of whatever the fuck you want.”

The Great Rick-xup by mariachiMushroom

During a routine “resource acquisition” mission, C-136 Rick gets his Morty switched with B-290 Rick’s Morty. The B-290 Rick and Morty just so happen to be in a sexual relationship. Hilarity ensues.

You Know Where To Find Me by The-Clairvoyant-Rick

As much of an asshole as Rick was, as manipulative and cruel and downright hurtful as the man could be, especially to him, Rick wasn’t a rapist, and he never had been. If Morty said stop, if he told Rick to stop touching him and to get off, he knew his grandpa would listen. He knew Rick would walk away from him. And that’s precisely why he’d never say it. No matter how much it hurt, no matter how badly Morty wanted to shove him away and tell Rick to fuck off, he couldn’t. Because if he did, the older man would listen, and that’d be the end.

Sticks and Stones by JenKristo

Evil Morty has experienced a lifetime of suffering under the hands of Ricks. But when he’s assigned to a pure and gentle ‘Doofus’ Rick, he begins to question his purpose in life.

Baby, I’m Yours by sinbiscuit

Morty discovers the power of language. Specifically, one little word.

The Universe’s Lullaby by ferretpaws

It’s the universe’s lullaby and he drowns in it.

Dazed and Rickfused by KousKousx

He had kissed Rick–he just had to fucking kiss him, out of whatever desperation that was suffocating him–and he was afraid things would never be the same.

Fads by KousKousx

Even with the divide, all Rick’s of differing opinions and decrees agreed on one thing: what a Rick did with his Morty was that Rick’s business, and that Rick’s business alone.

The Device by simplescribe

Rick stood swaying slightly in the doorway to Morty’s room, silhouetted by the hallway light behind him, a gaunt looming figure framed by the door. He blinked blearily, colours and shapes fuzzing and blending together, reaching a hand out to steady himself on the doorframe. His heart was thudding in his chest, and he reached instinctively for his flask even though he really didn’t need it. A quick shake revealed it was empty anyway. Of course it was.

Devour by cakeboobs

Rick and Morty AU - Dimension F-212 : Rick is a world-famous chef, owning his own exclusive restaurant and widely known for some of the best food in the galaxy. Morty is a young, talented, prodigy chef, making food that is so delectable it inspires powerful emotions in those who consume it. Rick takes Morty under his wing as his apprentice, and between crazy ingredient-hunting adventures, and long, hot days in the restaurant kitchen, Morty develops a crush on his selfish, chain-smoking, gorgeous chef grandfather.



BONUS(this one isn’t actually a rickmorty fic so it’s not cheating lol):

A little problem by 5bluetriangles

Morty has trouble with waking up in the middle of night needing to pee and not making it to the bathroom. Rick has a plan to help him that Morty was not expecting.