i might have to make a second part

anonymous asked:

dearest fahye, someone asked about your kingsman/mr&mrs smith thing and i immediately started drooling to an embarrassing extent butbutbut it is not on your ao3 (that i can tell) and i can't find it on your tumblr. this makes me thng there must be many little fic snippets on tumblr i cannot find other than doing an extensive archive crawl (WHICH I MIGHT BE MOTIVATED TO DO). so, 1. can i have link to snippet? 2. have you ever considered a "fic" tag for your die-hard fans?

OOPS NO you aren’t missing out on much, that is my oversight; I think that particular ficlet is the only one missing from the ao3 collection. apart from the second part of the fast & furious thing, which I am using to pressure myself to write part three. 

I’ve just added it!

recommended reading~

while you’re waiting for me to post or just looking for suggestions, i hope this helps! it took me ages to compile and i’ll update as i come across new pieces, so i hope that both readers and writers alike appreciate this’=) as a reader i know how satisfying it is to read quality fics, and as a writer i know how gratifying it is when someone acknowledges your work. i’ll be honest, it’s mostly smut and lots of fantasy!au because i am a mermaid princess, so of course i’m always thirsty; BUT it’s not all that this list is, i assure you there’s a nice mix of everything~

love always, 토끼 언니

my mobile master list.

last edited may 16 ′17 (top three are new)

*i edit this post constantly, so be sure to check it often for updates! i used to keep authors together, but now i just put the newest pieces at the top. i’m always looking for new material, so don’t hesitate to dm me some or drop me suggestions in my ask!

**if you have written or read any scenarios/fics of any genre for SF9, IKON, VARSITY, B.A.P, PENTAGON, VAV, or NCT please send them to me!! these groups need more love!!!


professor turned call boy (smut) || @aegyotrashcan

i can SO see taeyong as a strict prof omg, and this just in time for finals too ;)

lightweight two (smut) || @btssmutgalore

okay this was a lot angstier than i thought it was going to be but the storyline is good i enjoyed it. this one is for you jungkook noonas~

my teddy bear (smut) || @hyungjooki

points for creativity, wow this opened my eyes to a new world. didn’t exactly match changkyun but this deserved a spot on the list~

rhythm (smut) || @onlylovekpop

I AM SCREAMING SO MUCH CAN THIS BE MY LIFE PLEASE wow i’m not sure i’ve felt SO in tune with Y/N before lol. she actually felt like me this time. i’m always down for jooheon and you should be too.

nude two (smut) || @btssmutgalore

okay i’m not into sexting nor did i ever think i would be, but this scenario has changed my life!! accidentally sending taehyung a nude is actually the best thing ever, wow. I HIGHLY RECOMMEND THIS PIECE. it’s so well written, 10s all around. the dialogue is A+++++++

forbidden (smut) || @btssmutgalore

hoseok is one of your brother’s (taehyung) best friends and it’s hard to deny each other when you’re both around each other so often..

a secret || @stormae

MAE NEVER DISAPPOINTS!! college!nct and some sicheng yes please! technically there is slight smut but truthfully i think it’s the build up that makes it feel so intense so if you’re not in the mood for heavy stuff you should definitely read this.

control (smut) || @jungblue

i usually steer clear from dom!reader pieces because it’s not me at all BUT if i ever did venture out to try myself as a switch this is exactly how i think it would go down, realistically. i really really enjoyed this jimin one~

taste (smut) || @jungblue

poly!taegi help loosen you up while studying so ya know, so you can uh,, think better..:.

step-brother (smut) || @idolimagines

i actually read this one a long time ago but i lost it, but i found it!! so much angst and tension with soon-to-be stepbrother!jaebum oh my eff. it’s a mini series and markson have notable characters throughout! i cried a lot, i loved this so much.

arrangement (smut) || @the-goddesswrites

call boy!hyunwoo is already a yes please BUT this storyline makes it 10,000x better oh my gosh please read this. the appreciation i have for this piece is through the roof.

daddy devil one two (smut) || @dom-joonie

i am such a power sub and this gives me life!!! devil!namjoon ruler of all 7 levels of hell? how can you not be intrigued by this one. (i’m not super into “daddy” but i like the dynamics i just personally prefer another name haha)

the boy next door (smut) || @hansolmates

ROOMMATE!HANSOL!!! this one is so well written with such a good storyline and character development ah. jeonghan+jisoo have active parts in this as well. i cried too but what’s new lol.

misunderstandings (smut) || @hallyuwriters

if you’re new here, know now that i am SO into fantasy au. especially werewolf!! so here’s a mildly angst-ish vampire!you and werewolf!taehyung.

call boy (smut) || @caliboyjaeffrey

rylee and these nct call boy fics are gonna be the death of me. sicheng is such a sweetie, my gosh.

bonus round (smut) || @bxebxee

if i harbored feelings for hoseok this long i too would also give in at the stairwell *insert upside down smiley*

impatient (smut) || @bxebxee

royalty!au and prince taehyung, oh gosh. you’re betrothed to each other and he writes you private letters and ahh i am a mess already please read just read

wait for it (smut) || @workofteaguk

i am such a sucker for royalty!au and with  prince jungkook? hell yeah i’m going to love it. you’re also a princess, how can you not enjoy this one! there’s mild angst but hang tight because it all works out in the end!

call boy two (smut) || @caliboyjaeffrey

so this one was actually on the list AGES ago but sweetheart went and added a second part AND I LOVE IT EVERY BIT AS THE FIRST!! you need to read it!!1! but i do need to warn you that taeyong AND yuta are in this so you will have to wear your seatbelts okay bbies~

face riding (smut) || @17mounteens

there is so much more than just face riding lol but this minghao one shot is well written (as with everything else admin scooter writes – quality). i feel like minghao deserves more writers.. but yeah hehe

thin walls (smut) || @chokemewithjaehyunschoker

neighbor!jaehyun (i might have a thing for neighbor!jaehyun idk this is like the second one haha). this one was very different from the usuals, really really recommend~

jailbreak two || @jooheonster

criminal!jooheon. security guard!you (but you quit after the first, js). this two parter actually takes place like a year a part but that makes it even better? so much tension and feels my gosh.

on a dare (smut) || @badgirlfanfics

this wasn’t even supposed to be angst but i cried?? kihyun being an ass is amusing as always but this felt so real? ANYWAY the storyline is ridiculously good, the smut is amazing, and wah it’s just perfect in every way ok.

shotgun under the blood moon two (smut) || @2badseoulsad

okay i was so conflicted on whether or not to put my own writing but if you only ever read one thing by me LET THIS BE IT. smoker!taehyung but of all the other boys make notable appearances. it’s smut, but it’s funny too, and ah please just read this i promise you’ll enjoy it ok. probably the peak of my writing career.

say his name || @haeng-syo-peace

this fic is the reason i opened this blog to start writing again i kid you not. a must read. it has EVERYTHING in it, and copious amounts of angst and smut. jiho and namjoon!

sins and virtues (smut) || @blackpearl-scenarios

demon!namjoon, i’m kinda emo over this one.

passion (smut) || @deathbyyoongi

hobi angst-fluff-smut done proper!! realistic but dreamy, ah, i love it.

until we meet again || @alienpikachu

this ghost!taehyung piece will rip your heart out and piece it all together again and you’ll be crying and you’ll love it ok.

i don’t bite || @alienpikachu

eeeee vampire!yoongi and guess who delivers his packages..

tinder 2.0 (smut) || @tayegi

a fabulous concept with some angst and jungkook!!

adoration (smut) || @pleaseseokjin

werewolf!seokjin is your boyfriend but watch out for namjoon bc he’s in heat…

time of the month (smut) || @no-more-cream

werewolf!jimin yessss. also appearances by the other two rotten maknae.

why not? two (smut) || @monbebeaf

best friend!changkyun is so comforting and i need him in my life ahh.

territory (smut) || @imaginethisbts

dogboy!taehyung is such a cute concept ugh.

talk dirty to me (smut) || @idolized-scenarios

kiseok(simon d) and that low voice comE ON.

with love and money (smut) || @jaebumgotme

sugar daddy!yoongi realness. it’s got a good storyline, and yonni paints beautiful pictures in your head i’m tellin’ u~

blue bloods (smut) || @jaebumgotme

why do i love when jimin is abrasive but not? tbh pretty sad.

i’m not a kid, two (smut) || @drquinzelharleen

businessman!jungkook as your boss’ son with an actual storyline yay!!

scent, sweat, heat (smut) || @itsyvvngis

werewolf!jungkook dramaaaaa. chimchim makes an appearance too~

feelings || @tenpioca

this soulmate!donghyuck(haechan) is next level, really love the concept!

not to be || @tenpioca

ah soulmate!jaehyun for when things seem bleak but you just gotta make things happen.

soon, two, three ,four || @blubeeny

this novella should be published my gosh it’s flawless! romance, heartache, smut, fluff, it’s got everything. probably the truest piece to minhyuk as fiction can get~

from dust to dust || @jungkxook

warlock!jimin has my heart torn. there’s some smut in here but it’s light.

claimed (smut) || @ellieljade

tbh jimin is a real brat and gets jealous bc of how flirty hobi is around you but of course my heart is still fluttering after finishing this so..

elevator rides and expert tongues (smut) || @mystikimagines

a classic. oh yoongi…

roommates? two (smut) || @keurimnsuga

THIS ICONIC TWO PARTER WAS THE BEGINNING OF A BEAUTIFUL FRIENDSHIP. it holds a very dear place in my heart. also, who doesn’t want taehyung as a roommate.

princess (smut) || @daddyjooheon

jooheon is my ult so of course this is in here.

color you mine (smut) || @noir0neko

teacher!jimin oh be still my beating heart!

below zero (smut) || @noir0neko

in a world where you’re both rich but of course you’re still not enough (to everyone but taehyung). super angsty but i love hurting myself so

void, two, three || @ncttrashaf

if you like dying here’s a johnny trilogy. eloquently written though, bless~

just one day (smut) || @t-o-p-madam

I HAVE NEVER CRIED MORE AND LOVED IT SO MUCH. i’m not trying to shove this one down your throat but it’s perfect and you’re missing out. boyfriend!hyunwoo is so realistic and maybe that’s why it kills me.. (also, this deserves SO many more notes than it has?? wtf i don’t understand)

holier than thou || @stormae

tattoo artist!ten needs soo much more appreciation ahh a true work of art~

hellion (smut) || @stormae

demon!ten sounds hot (and it is wow) but tbh i cried at the ending.

salt and iron || @i-would-rather-be-queen

bodyguard!jooheon is something you didn’t know you wanted until now.

inbetween (smut) || @bangtanboysboo

i am literally mega heart eyes for every fantasy!au this fairy dumpling(i hope you take that as a compliment?) writes. nymph!taehyung on this piece, eek!

instinct (smut) || @bangtanboysboo

it’s mating season and both you and your mate werewolf!jungkook are going crazy. werewolf!jimin is your brother. i’ve read this one so many times you’d think i’d have it memorized by now but nope.

strangers (smut) || @the95liner

wealthy and sophisticated jimin yes please. also, you’re in art curator, go you! i thoroughly enjoyed this one.

the switch (smut) || @kookingtae

IF UR INTO SCI-FI AND STAN BTS THEN DIS 4 YOU B

the equation of love || @kookingtae 

professor!yoongi gosh this series has dragged my heart over the whole damn creation, i love death.

la douleur exquise (smut) || @kookingtae

okay i’m really not one for “the other woman” type scenarios but frick man, this one got me crying on my knees. taehyung angst ouch.

triplicity (smut) || @kainks

poly!yoonseok, honestly i’d probably make a deal out of something dumb like this too so #relatable.

just like honey (smut) || @taehyugme

a proper sugar daddy!seokjin

mine (smut) || @whoistaehyung

super intense alpha werewolf!namjoon. i really enjoyed the detail of character rank, it added to the story a lot. werewolf!jaebum is in here too but it’s not about him.

a sip from the grail (smut) || @asexpectedofthestork

being a donor to vampire!jungkook just got a little more exciting..:.

delicacy || @failaise

very unique vampire!jooheon, really beautifully written~

internet fiend || @thedreadedsweaterinyourcloset 

neighbor!jaehyun steals your wifi to watch porn, giving you viruses lol. v entertaining!

-Kinetic Abilities Prompt List B Edition

Benzinakinesis - Control Gases

  • Literally, if you take one step closer I’m filling your side of the room with helium.
  • Sadly, your parents perished in a freak hot air balloon accident. I have no idea what happened.
  • Popping all those lightbulbs by expanding th egass in them looked pretty sweet but now there’s glass everywhere…

Bibliokinesis - Control Books

  • I don’t know how you somehow got into my mega-library, but you’re not getting any of these books back. They belong to me now.
  • You may have flight but I can sit on this Britannica and get where I’m going just fine.
  • There’s a reason why there’s a demand for movies to be made into books. You’re looking at them.

Biokinesis - Control Bodies

  • Nothing says professional cryptid like camouflage, mutations, and death on demand. 
  • It’s like playing an Operation game whenever I try to help somebody. There’s no buzzer though, just them screaming when I accidentally rip a tendon.
  • Sometimes, you just want to make your shitty neighbor into a rat. 

Bio-thermokinesis - Control Body temperature

  • I can’t exactly make a trip to Antarctica feel like summer vacation, but I can make it more tolerable. 
  • No thermal cameras can ever see me. But maybe I should knock out the regular cameras too…
  • Giving someone hyperthermia in a room of ice is torture enough. Have them drown themselves to quench their thirst? Dastardly.

Blennokinesis - Control Filth

  • Don’t think for one minute I wan’t bring back the black death. That’s how serious I’m being.
  • When I removed all the polution, I didn’t think people would be so eagar to make more.
  • This blu cheese is barely aged. Let me spread this mold a little more and it’ll be fit for the party.

Botanokinesis - Control plants

  • The grass are all individuals who get as much voice as trees do. I’m drowning in voices and opinions. I need to make them quiet. 
  • That’s it. I’m making it so any thrown away plant matter gets to people who need it. No more of this ‘not enough’ stuff.
  • My best friend might be a potted plant, but at least they aren’t judgemental like you are.

Brontekinesis - Control thunder

  • I’ll vibrate you so hard your organs burst and don’t even think for one second I’m bluffing.
  • No, I don’t have electricity powers. Isn’t the sound wave part cool enough for you? 
  • I made all my minions deaf before you even arrived. I wanted them to have the upper hand when I make you deaf too.
Frost (a langst mini fic )

I don’t really know how to describe this AU besides the fact that lance has ice powers and its a bit short ( @moppingleshitoutofyou ) hope you guys like it!

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At first, Lance had thought they were beautiful. He wasn’t exactly sure when they got there or even how they got there, all he knew was that they were lovely.

 The first time he noticed them was when he was changing out of his pajamas and saw a sprinkle of blue gracing his stomach in the mirror. Amazed, he had glanced down and stare at the light blue freckles that dusted his stomach, like a sky full of stars. He remembered how they seemed to glint under the soft lighting in his room like jewels. 

He also remembered the pain that came soon afterwards. 

As soon as his fingertips touched the marks, they began to glow harshly and that was when the stinging began. It felt as if someone was stabbing him with a million thumbtacks, which was not a fun feeling. Yelping, Lance immediately stopped touching his stomach, dulling the sting of the marks. For a second Lance thought he was still asleep because when did freckles stab you? He was pretty sure that was not normal. 

“Paladins! You are needed in the control room, immediately! I repeat, you are needed in the control room immediately!” 

Sparing one last look at the blue marks on his skin, Lance quickly pushed away thoughts on the freckles and focused on the task at hand, getting his paladin gear on in two seconds. After all, it was just a little pain right? And it wasn’t like his hand was going to be on his stomach anyway, so what’s the problem?


It only took a week for the freckles to span across his entire abdomen. Which presented a problem as they team didn’t exactly have time to deal with the marks, especially with the big diplomatic mission they were embarking on soon. Not like the marks cared, they just seemed to cause more trouble. 

Ever since he first noticed them, there’s always been this dull sting in the back of his mind, just barely noticeable but always there. Not only that, Lance seemed to be… freezing things now? Of course he wasn’t turning anything to solid ice but if his hand lingered to long in a certain area, tendrils of frost would begin to dance across the surface (The first time that happened freaked him out just a tad). The freckles also began to glow more often, mostly at random times. He would just be chilling on the couch and BAM, his chest was now a light up display (yet another thing that freaked him out). 

The logical decision would be to tell the team, but how could he? Sure the diplomatic mission was a huge deal, but that wasn’t the only reason Lance wasn’t coming clean about the strange things that were happening. This was his chance to prove his worth to his team, that he was more than just Lance-the-jokester or Lance-the-screwup. That he was worthy of being the Blue Paladin and of Blue herself. 

He could live with a little pain and some weird ice magic if it meant he finally had a thing.  


It took a matter of days before the freckles spread to his arms, stopping a few inches short of his wrists. They were currently on the planet Eyena, a relatively peaceful planet that were known for their mines and the valuable ores within them. Lance couldn’t mess up this meeting, this alliance with a species that could help the team immensely. He wasn’t that selfish. 

It wasn’t like the marks would listen to him though. The pain only worsened and suddenly everything he touched with his hands froze. He was forced to wear gloves constantly to hide the power he now had, the delicate loops of blue that now covered them. The pain was constant and even Blue began to worry at this point. However, Lance put up his brave face and pushed through it all, the pain, the ache, the emptiness…


It felt like only hours before Lance could feel the chill of ice spreading across his body, practically crawling up his throat. There was a ringing in his ears now and he somehow managed to freeze the gloves he wore as well. The only good thing was that the meetings were almost over and soon Lance could be back on the castle, away from prying eyes to finally fix whatever was happening. 

Until then, he nodded along with whatever one of the Eyenians were saying, playing his part as the Blue Paladin and knowing he was slowly, finally becoming worthy of actually being the Blue Paladin. 

How minutes had flown by? Lance couldn’t recall what had happened in the past few moments, as he was now in his room back at the castle. It had only been a few minutes right? Lance could feel his breath quickening as he glanced wildly around, how did he get here in just a few minutes? The room seemed to grow colder with each sharp intake he took, the bed beginning to freeze beneath him. Had it been more than just a few minutes? The ringing was now a roaring storm in his ears. It couldn’t have been than just a few? Lance could feel his hands shaking, the marks glowing a bright blue as the ice spread farther, faster around the room. It had been just a few minutes. Maybe two or three? Lance felt like tearing his hair out, he felt so confused at the moment, so out of place, out of time. 

Was it only seconds now? How many seconds had flown by? He knew his room wasn’t always this cold and shiny, and it certainly hadn’t been a second ago. The marks burned harshly, and was that someone calling his name? It couldn’t have been. Because only a second ago he had been fine, he is fine, is he fine?

anonymous asked:

I wish I understood the Taylor Swift narrative that's being pushed right now by Harry. Album lyrics aside, Harry is full on embracing her presence in his promo this week and allowing his recognized, longtime friends to talk about her. Nick Grimshaw R1/ Two Ghosts; Liam in his video interviews talking about MSG, Ed Sheeran & mentioned her being with Harry; Carpool Harryoke and the strong rumor that her song Trouble was sang by him (oh man, the video for that one!) Is this to sell more HS records?

Hi. I’m a little drunk in an Uber so I hope I make some sense and also apologize in advance if I don’t.

The simple answer? Yes. Everything he’s done so far is to sell records. It’s the music BUSINESS. Even if there is a moment when he’s truly 100% himself it’s to sell records.

His promo has been fascinating for me to watch. Because in some respects there have been some AMAZING highs but also some really HUH? Moments.

I really wish they would just trust him. Let his talent and personality shine for themselves. Met the album grow over time rather than quick sales. He’s effortlessly charming, beyond charismatic, and RIDICULOUSLY talented. Like it just hit me this morning that he’s only 23 years old. He has so much more time to learn and grow and perfect his talents as a singer, songwriter, and performer. He’s already this fantastic, imagine how great he’ll be in 5-10 years time.

My biggest issue with Jeff going into things is that he always came across as lazy to me. He was born into the business. And look, I’m sure he’s put some work in. I respect the fact that he’s worked on the agent side of things and learned how that worked rather than just immediately jumping into being the heir to his father’s legacy. But I’m still seeing laziness.

Personally I think there are a few reasons harry is embracing it. First, he’s been told it will help sell more records. While I still stand by for him it’s not about the financial aspect and the money it will bring, I do believe he wants as many people as possible to hear his music. I do think he wants to be taken seriously as an artist. And for that to happen people need to actually listen to his music.

Second, I think it’s a way to keep his private life private. He wants that separation. If people are busy talking about Taylor they won’t be busy asking about Louis.

Finally, and I think this ties into the second part, I think he’s kind of learned to enjoy putting on a character of sorts when it comes to promo. A way to not have to truly be himself. Sure, you get bits and pieces here and there, but Harry Styles™ is not the real Harry Styles and there might be a kind of freedom in there for him.

Anyway. This answer is probably all over the place and I do hope it makes sense. Whiskey makes me use a lot of words.

Divided We Fall

Part 1
Part 2
Part 3

Request: I was thinking maybe the reader is Tony’s daughter and her and Bucky have a thing going and then Civil War takes place and the reader is laying there after getting the living Christ beaten out of her by Steve and she watches as Tony gets double teamed by Cap and Bucky and she uses all of her strength to get up and intervene and persuade Bucky to stop

A/N: YES, TWO IMAGINES IN A DAY. Do not expect this to become a habit… So I decided to write part one about how Bucky and the reader (along with the others) feel about this situation and how it affects them. I also tried to bring up some emotions. I just wanted some kind of a backstory and not jump right into the part about Tony and the reader fighting Steve and Bucky. Now, I haven’t even started to write the second part so if you want to know when it’s posted, tell me so I can add you to the tag list for this imagine! (It might take a lot of time) Hopefully you’ll like this one… It does get sad, though. I may have gone a little too dramatic but… oh well

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Words: 4,174

Warning(s): ANGST, mentions of sex, some making out


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Second Chance - Part Five

Originally posted by rain-tea-coffee

Heeeeeeeey everyone. How’s it going? I’m sorry this took longer than usual for this update, but to make up for it, this is like…a loooong chunk. I will always try to update on Sunday, but sometimes it might take an extra week if I have too much going on. Thank you to everyone who has reblogged, commented, or messaged me about how much they love this fic or asking to be included in the tags! You all make me so happy, and I’m so grateful to have such awesome readers! As usual, special thanks to @sannvers for editing!

Title: Second Chance

Pairing: Eventual Gaston x Fem!Reader

Rating: T

Words: 10,486 (holy crapoli!)

Summary: You try to stop Gaston from shooting the Beast and falling to his death, but you arrive too late to save him. As you sit there, sobbing, the Enchantress offers you a second chance to save him.

Tagging: @i-wished-upon-a-star-one-night @with-a-hint-of-pesto-aioli @hobbithorse19 @leah5684 @princessbelgoof @captainskyline @theoncergames @geeky-girl-394 @were-allstoriesinthe-end084 @brooke-supernatural16 @certainasthesvn @jordyhaley @superlokidwholock @smilesnjh @prongspower @bitchingqueenoferebor @scarletdarkholme @hemmingbaes @bae-kage @areuslow @lovelylpevensie @uknwwhttheysayboutthecrzy1s @moonbeams-and-pie @17gnomes-in-a-trenchcoat @superwholockedrosx @panda-reads-stuff @ultimatetrashlord @elenawrit @the7thsilence @blackxthexbeast @rainwing-galaxy @arkhamsnight @imoyu-trashblog @martapetrovic @ciaprincess @juggernaut-jones @admerxin13 @fangirlx26 @epicfallenismine @izzymaria1994 @loveablelulu13

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Cinnamon Roll in a Mug Recipe

Ok guys so @tinyadventureclub‘s quest for the month is to share a recipe and since I’m your friendly neighborhood sapphic mom friend, I’m going to share a cinnamon roll in a mug recipe because it’s honestly the only mug recipe that isn’t shit.

Ok so you’re gonna need

1/2C flour. I use all purpose, if you’re using a different kind find a conversion chart.
1 teaspoon of baking powder. For the love of god use an actual measuring spoon, not the regular spoon bullshit that I see people doing. You will fuck up your cinnamon roll if you do that.
1/8 teaspoon/a pinch of salt. Tbh just fill your 1/4t halfway.
about 1/4C of water.

about 1/4C of sugar (brown is best, but you do you). This can vary and I don’t personally end up measuring it out.
Some cinnamon.

(optional)
A little bit of water.

(also optional if you want icing but how could you not want icing)
a little bit of milk (maybe like a capfull tbh). You can use plant based milk too, or maybe water but that probably won’t taste as good.
Some powdered sugar

-K so you’re going to mix the first 4 ingredients together in a bowl. You could use a spoon, but tbh I just kneed it with my hands because in the long run it’s faster. You might have to add more flour or water depending on how it’s turning out.
-Your gonna plop it down on a flat surface and roll it out. You could smoosh it out or you could use something like the sides of a cup to roll it out, depending on how lazy you are. You’re gonna make it the dimensions of your hand. If you have hella big hands you might have to make it smaller, if you have hella small hands you might have to make it bigger.
-Spread the sugar over it. Try not to get it too close to the edges. I don’t bother measuring the ingredients for this part though. Then put however much cinnamon you want.
-Roll it up and put it in a mug. Just use an average sized mug.
-Now you’re gonna nuke it. Start off at about 40 seconds, and if it’s not done then do increments of 5 seconds until it’s good. Just don’t do it too long or else it’ll get all tough and you’ll be sad. Mine takes about 50 seconds.
-For the icing mix the milk and powdered sugar. You can experiment with the amounts until you get the right consistency.
-Pour the icing on and eat it.

If you find that your cinnamon roll is dry, next time sprinkle some water on before microwaving it. You’ll probably have to do that if you’re not making icing.

If your cinnamon roll explodes or tastes like shit, there’s too much baking powder. Use less next time. 

If the cinnamon roll doesn’t expand, then you need more baking powder. Don’t add too much though.

You can try experimenting with other ingredients, like nutmeg for example. Chocolate might not work because sometimes chocolate does weird shit in the microwave but if you try that let me know how that goes.

The {Soul} Alchemist’s Trap Box 

I’ll preface this by saying two things – 1) I have yet to attempt to create these boxes, and 2) There is a third box – but one I do not intend to share. I do not uphold the Crede, nor fear the wrath of Karma – but the third box would undoubtedly bring down a maelstrom of horror on any who dare use it incorrectly. Hence… why I’m not including it. Tender eyes and what not.


To create these boxes, you will first need a few supplies:

  • (2) Boxes – of equal size would be ideal, but I would not think necessary
  • (1) Divider – as one of the boxes you will be compartmentalizing
  • (3) Separate Colors of Paint (at least) – one of which MUST be black
  • Salt – quite a bit, an entire carton or more, depending on the size of your box
  • Hair and Blood – your own
  • (2-3) Stones – regular, run of the mill stones would be best – larger than a quarter
  • Paintbrushes and whatnot
  • (Optional) Broken Mirror Pieces

Begin, first and foremost by prepping your paint: for which you will need your blood and your hair. Burn the hair and collect the ash, add this to your second color (i.e. not black) – in the photo tutorial, this will be marked in red, You will also need to add your blood to the same paint as your hair. While not necessary, it is strongly recommended that you add the blood. And you’re going to want to add at least a drop or two… or three. Mix thoroughly. While the paint shouldn’t spoil, I would recommend doing this just before the ritual, so everything is still relatively fresh.

Take your first box and paint the interior black – this will act as your Trap Box. It will be the one used as a snare to collect unsavory spirits of many kinds. As for this part, it works just as any trap box would. Lure/command the spirit into the box, wherein it will be trapped, yadda yadaa. You will be using a Trap Sigil in the box – feel free to design your own, for this tutorial, I’ve elected to use this:

Since you’ve painted the inside of the box black (and yes, that is an important step), and added the blood/hair to a second color, use the third (here, white) to paint in your sigil. Shown here is just the flat bottom of the box – if you wanted to use the same symbol, I would make sure to bring the lines up the edges to the mouth – perhaps even continuing them onto the lid.

When the white has been painted and had time to dry, dip your finger into the red paint and mark the center of the sigil. It is now sealed to you.

On top of the box, you will be painting a “lock” sigil, but also using the red as a sort of guide – which I’ll explain later. For this design, the top of the box would feature (the main image above):

(Note: I used a white background, but if I were to make one, I would undoubtedly paint the entire box black – then paint in the sigil with white. Notice, also, that the tridents overlap the hand print. The painting process would go: circles/rings, hand print, trident – for which I have my reasons)

(It would also be at this point that you might affix your broken mirror shards inside the box – making sure not to cover the sigil, but filling in along that inside edges and the inward facing part of the lid would be both interesting to look at and useful for containing the spirit).

For now, this box is complete.


The second box is where things get a little more complicated. As I said, youll need a divider of some sort to section the inner compartment in half. It needs to be sturdy. This is a crucial divide and you would not want any commingling between the compartments! 

Again, I’d suggest painting the inside black, as well as the divider.

This shows the four inner walls of the left compartment. In all honest, it doesn’t matter which side is which – but does matter that the red, hatched circle is on the divider. Feel free to switch sides, just make sure the red is on the divider. For now, disregard the above fingerprint, as this related to the stones, which we’ll discuss later. Do not stamp it. Do, however, paint the above symbols on each “wall,” then fill the compartment with salt.

This, obviously, shows the other half – again, the circle that is not like the rest goes on the divider. Do paint the symbol fixed in the bottom of the box – as well as continue the same symbols (the “starred” circles) onto the inside of the lid, by either doing one on each half or one large one across the entire lid.


At this point, the construction of both boxes is complete. Feel free to decorate the outside of the “Filtration” Box (box #2) however you so desire.


Now this is where things get fun! Take one of your rocks (we’ll be calling this the “Evil” Rock) and stamp the same finger print as you did on the inside of the first box (hence why the fingerprint also appears in the first side of the second box – as this is where it will eventually go!). At this point, you will also want to make a separate (easily repeatable) symbol on the same rock. This symbol will pair it with the “Good” Rock. Of course, now recreate the symbol on the Good Rock.


In essence, what you’re doing is setting up a proverbial circuit. The first box ensnares the spirit – which is then drawn through the coordinating symbol (in this case, your fingerprint) into the first compartment of the corresponding box – the one filled with salt. The circuit continues, of course, with the second symbol on the Evil Rock, which leads through the divider to the Good Rock.


Theoretically, this sort of “filtration” process should cleave the entity into a Dark and Light aspect – (this factors into my beliefs that “evil” does not exist outside of the human perception and is thus a creation of the human psyche – thereby, this process should leech this “evil” from the host spirit and keep it trapped within the first rock, while the “good” – or rather, the purest essence of the spirit is transferred into the “Good” Rock, from whence they should be released.


The same rocks should be usable for quite a few spirits, but as I mentioned, you should free the “purified.”


For information on my personal beliefs in regards to the Trap Box – briefly touching on the Soul and the Spirit and whether or not it (ethically) should be used, see:  (Beliefs Behind the Trap Box) – which basically means read before you try to send me any flack!

How To Avoid Having A Pile of Dead Webcomics

This also means how to avoid rebooting a comic several times as well. As a former Reboot Queen, I thought I would post this for new webcomic creators or even ones who’ve been at it a while and are just feeling kind of uncertain about their work.


I actually posted this on a forum first, but thought someone here might also find it useful. XP Note that these are not unspoken rules or anything! First and foremost, do what you feel you need to! Everyone learns in their own way.

1: At the beginning, aim shorter. If you’re just getting into webcomics, try some experimental one-shots first. It’s the comics with no end in sight (or an ending waaayyy too out of sight) that are more likely to be left unfinished. If your projects involve characters or plotlines you REALLY want to use again, you can always leave them open-ended to continue them, or just move on to your grand, epic project after getting the hang of things a bit first. XP It’s just better to start out kind of slow and learn your strengths and weaknesses. Or even if you’re not new to comics, this is still a good way to experiment.

2: NEVER start a comic on a sudden inspiration. You want to make an art or some short comics when this happens, cool, but what seems great to you one month may seem kinda lame the next. I mean, sure, we all have moments where we’re not as interested in our comics, but if you pick subjects you truly love, it makes it easier to plow through those downer moments. XP Heck, this advice can go for ANY sort of project.

3: If possible, avoid rebooting old chapters because of amateur art/writing. If you absolutely need to for publishing reasons or to change some plot elements, then do what you must, but doing this can REALLY slow things down. That old art/writing may make your eyes bleed, but remember that most readers really don’t mind and even enjoy seeing an artist grow.

4: Even with a longer series, have an ending in sight. Again, kind of related to tip 1. Basically, unless you’re making a comic strip or slice of life or something, make it possible to reach the end of your comic in your lifetime! Consider trimming unnecessary bulk from your story.

5: Don’t let readers’ opinions sway you! I don’t mean ignore helpful constructive criticism, I mean people who question how a character acts, or say “I hope this doesn’t happen!” or anything that might be making you second guess parts of your story. I actually spazzed out and changed an entire character because people were considering her too ‘Mary Sue’, and a lot of the reboots I made were partially influenced by reader opinions as well! Make the story YOU want to make, don’t worry about your characters being cliched (heck, even if they are), or people having a different opinion of your characters than you expected. Stay the course! XP

Though also remember that it’s okay to have unfinished webcomics. They helped you learn and are still art, so they were worth the effort.^^

Smells Like...//Derek Hale

Requested by: Anon (Sorry, I lost the exact request, but I hope this will do)

(A/N): After a long day, Derek finds comfort in staying by (Y/N)’s side. He often has a habit of sniffing (Y/N), who still doesn’t quite grasp the meaning behind his unique method of showing affection.

Warning: Extremely rushed

~*~

Derek’s limbs entangled with yours underneath the warm cotton sheets. The faint scent of morning dew filled your nose as you wiped the sleep from your eyes. It had been months since you had been able to indulge in such peace, and you were reveling in it. Reveling in being able to relax in bed without fear of someone trying to kill you. Reveling in the sound of Derek’s gentle pulse as his fingertips trace mindless patterns on your wrist.


You shift slightly under his weight, sighing as he buries his face into the crook of your neck. His hot breath fans your bare skin, causing goosebumps to form on your forearms. You had gotten used to the constant scratching of Derek’s beard, and there was no use protesting anyway. He loved your aroma, it meant so much to him and his wolf. Love. Protection. Home.


Your hand sweeps across Derek’s spine, trailing to the nape of his neck where it tangled with his dark tresses. A question crossed your mind that you had been dying to know the answer for so long, yet the dark and serene nature of Derek’s bedroom begged you otherwise. But the urge was too strong to set it aside once more.You’d tried to ask once before when everything was so new and perplexing in your mortal eyes, but Derek had lifted a brow and continued going about his task. Now is the perfect opportunity.


“Derek,” you began, causing your mate’s ears to perk up contently, “What do I smell like?”


“What?” Derek questioned, morning husk still evident on his tongue.


“What do I smell like? Like, Scott goes on and on about Allison’s sent, and how it’s some sort of irresistible perfume to his wolf. So, tell me, what’s the Eau d’(Y/N)?”


“You have been spending way too much time Scott and Stiles,” Derek chuckled, his voice muffled by your collarbone.


“No, I’m serious. I want to know,” you exasperated. Derek is silent for as he buries his nose into your neck, snuggling shamelessly. His deep breaths tickles your skin as he takes in your fragrance, making it a part of himself.


“Water,” he grumbles after a long moment, making you furrow your eyebrows deeply.  


“Water? I think you need to get your wolfie senses checked. Last I knew water doesn’t have a smell,” you argued.


“Yes, it does,” Derek countered, running his hand across your hip bone. “Water carries the scent of what it’s passed through, over, and under. Copper, wood, grass, brick, stone, you. It’s ever changing–with every second of every hour. You– your scent– brings the world with you and makes you part of it.”


Well, that was unexpected. You had no idea how the hell to feel, but Derek’s tone was low and reverent, showing much truth in his words–whatever they might mean. It sounded important.


“How can you find me if my scent is always changing? How can you track me when you can’t hear my heartbeat?”


Derek huffed against your skin, sending involuntary shivers down your spine. “Because underneath the water is your essence, and it’s bright and electric. Like a spark.”


“Oh,” you shudder. Derek doesn’t respond, continuing to trace the outline of the veins on your palm.


“So, has anyone ever told you what you smell like? Does Scott sniff you? I hope not, I mean, that’s kinda weird. Can you smell yourself? Is that a thing that you can do? What–”


You cut yourself short, noticing the way that Derek freezes in place. His head lays limp against your chest as his hand pauses it’s movement. Your curious nature got the best of you and now you were regretting every word.


“Ash,” Derek says emotionlessly, his hand stopping over your racing heart. “They say I smell like ashes.”


You were thankful that you were still in bed, otherwise you might have fallen. You tried to empathize with him, but no matter how hard you tried, you could never understand his pain. Even after all this time the devastation of the fire still surrounded him. And as much as he tries to push the thoughts into the back of his mind, they will always haunt him, no matter how good things were going now.


You shift underneath Derek and shove him slightly, managing to get him to turn into his back. Of course, this action only happened because Derek allowed it.


“Well, I think they’re wrong,” you say, stradling Derek’s hips. He looks up at you with clouded eyes.


“(Y/N)–”


“I think you smell like…” you trail off, dragging your nose up his sternum. Your think for a moment, trying to identify each component of his comforting scent. “Sweat, because you didn’t shower after your run this morning, and garlic from lunch.” You move up Derek’s body, swiping your nose across his collarbone.  “And oil from fixing my car. Thanks for that, by the way.”  


Taking a chance, you look up at Derek. His eyes twinkle beneath his half-lidded eyes, filled with adoration. He solid beneath you, breathing deeply and evenly.


“And here you smell like me.” You nuzzle your head into the crook of his neck, mimicking Derek’s adorable habit, even if it doesn’t quite mean the same thing. “Like my shampoo, laundry, and probably other… parts of me that I’m not going to ruin this devastatingly romantic moment by mentioning.”


Derek’s abdomen jumps, alerting you that he was stifling a breath of laughter from you. You smile against his skin, letting your teeth graze the tanned area.


“But you know what I don’t smell?” you question openly, letting your fingers trace along his muscular chest.  Derek hums low, signaling you to continue. “Flames or smoke or ash. I don’t smell any of that.”


You spread yourself across the length of his body, allowing your limbs to sink into him. “And you should trust me. I have a very good nose. This nose knows,” you attempt a poor joke. Maybe you had been spending a bit too much time with Stiles….

Derek lifts his hand to rest on your back, palm heavy as his fingers spread wide, stretching between your shoulder blades.


“I do…” he whispered nearly inaudibly, playing with the ends of your hair. “I trust you.” You hide your wide grin in his neck, taking another inhalation of his scent.

~*~

Words I Meant To Say

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Summary: Bucky had realized that he loved you, and it was the best feeling ever. The only thing left was to let you know and finally say those three beautiful words.

A/N: guess who can’t write angst but still tries? I cringe every time I read my last fic and I thought maybe I should try again. So it’s fluffy in the beginning but has a not so happy ending. It might have a second part based on the response I get. Hope you like it and don’t hit me with a brick!

Warning(s): blood, violence, swearing, wounds, bullets.

Word Count: 1647

Originally posted by bovaria

I love you. the simplest words, the simplest sentence, yet, the most difficult and most meaningful thing to say. Even more so when you were trained to oppress feelings, to feel nothing and obey orders like a domesticated hound.

Bucky loved you. it was clearer than the clearest of crystals that, he loved you. he adored even the simplest things you did. how you would always make sure you gave him thousands of sweet kisses and compliments each day, how you would let him use you as a pillow when he had a bad day or dream, how you would let him be silent when he couldn’t muster the words, how you would understand him so well, in other words how you were such a great lover and human, was something he loved to every bit.

‘love.’ He thought as he stared at the ceiling. These thoughts became more of a chaos when you were lying asleep beside him. he looked at you and admired you as the delicate rays of the sun complimented your features. ‘I should say it.’ he thought and sighed, turning his gaze back to the ceiling. ‘I mean, I love her. it’s so damn clear, everyone says so, Steve says so. She’s perfect and loves me for who I am. Why am I waiting so long like a fucking idiot to say the fucking words?’

‘I’ll do it!’ he jumped up on the bed making you fall right off it. he quickly shuffled to the other side to see if you were okay. ‘oh god (y/n), I am so sorry!’ he said half hanging from the bed.

‘it’s okay,’ you smiled with your eyes still heavy. You rubbed your head and sat on your knees, face inches from his and one hand on his cheek. ‘good morning, buck’ you placed a quick peck on his lips and he smiled. ‘what was that if I may ask’ you climbed up the bed and snuggled next to him.

‘uh, a-a dream. A really stupid dream, don’t think about it.’ he rubbed your back soothingly and you let out a small chuckle in response.

‘I have training with Natasha’ you got up but he pulled you back in his chest.

‘do you have to?’ he asked wrapping his arms around your waist.

‘yes, yes I do.’ you looked I his steely blues. ‘let go of me, James. That’s an order’ you said in your most intimidating and deep voice. He smirked and turned you over on the bed, getting on top of you.

‘what if I don’t?’ he pressed his forehead against yours.

‘in that case,’ you used your powers and made him levitate.

‘not fair!’ he complaint and crossed his arms.

‘you are stronger than me,’ you collected your clothes from the wardrobe. You stopped at the gate of the bathroom and looked at the floating winter soldier. ‘pinning me on the bed wasn’t fair either.’

‘oh, you love it when I do that.’ He wiggled his brows and you rolled your eyes playfully.

‘yeah, yeah I do.’ you muttered and made him drop on the bed. he said a muffled ‘thanks’ and you got in the bathroom.

‘you need help with that? You will be done sooner that way!’ he called out.

‘no, barnes! I don’t!’ you answered and he grinned.

The day was disastrous after that. He tried many ways to say the tree magical words but he failed, each time, magically. He first made you a breakfast with a heart made on the pancake and the ‘I’ and ‘u’ alongside it. but god knows how it didn’t reach you and was eaten by someone else.

The next time he decided to say it, he either stuttered, got called in for the mission details he had to go for that day or was interrupted by Sam. It was all going exactly as planned.

‘Bucky’s behaving really strange today’ you said out of nowhere sitting next to Natasha.

‘yeah..’ she looked at him suspiciously and he quickly turned his gaze away. ‘bitch is hiding something.’ She squinted her eyes.

‘I don’t know,’ you said with frustration evident in your voice. ‘he tries to say something but then doesn’t.’ you crossed your arms and leaned your head back on the couch. ‘I can get it’s difficult for him to speak it out but It gets tiring you know?’ you looked at her and she nodded understandingly. He looked at you again and you couldn’t take it, you quickly walked over to him.

‘hey, doll.’ He grinned trying to hide his discomfort.

‘bucky, sweety, what’s wrong?’ you caressed his cheek.

‘nothing.’ He smiled.

‘please, you’ve been acting all strange today, is something wrong? did I do something?’ you stepped closer to him.

‘no, nothing’s wrong and you for sure didn’t do anything. It’s that I, um,’ he was interrupted by F.R.I.D.A.Y’s voice.

‘Mr. Barnes, you are supposed to leave for your mission early. You are required to leave in 20 minutes.’ It spoke.

‘oh shi-, um, doll, it’s nothing bad. I will come back and I promise I’ll make up for all that, okay?’ he cupped your face and you nodded after letting out a relieved sigh. He smiled and kissed you before leaving.

The base was quiet and empty. Bucky was wondering why they would get a S.O.S call from such an old HYDRA base. it didn’t seem like it was used recently. He walked deeper into the base, taking a walk down the memory lane. All those memories flashing by as he looked at the abandoned equipment some out of which was once used on him.

  ‘there’s nothing here, birdy. Let’s get back.’ He said into his com.

‘’kay, and stop calling me birdy!’ Sam shot back.

‘aww, Tweety’s mad?’ he teased and Sam said a slew of curses into the com. Bucky shook his head and started to walk back to the jet.

He suddenly stopped for it wasn’t only his footsteps he could hear now. He carefully turned back but didn’t find anyone there. He ran his gaze around but before he could look at the last corner he has sent flying into a wall. He groaned and tried to find his attacker.

‘hello, soldier. You fell for that? I thought you would be smarter than that. Come on now, we are here to take you back.’ One of the agents moved forwards and got in his face. he quickly got up and struck his head with the back of his gun making him fall on the ground.

‘yeah, not happening.’ Bucky said before he was attacked by the others. He put up a fight and was too much for them to handle.

‘the enhanced, get him!’ someone shouted and Bucky tried to look out but he was thrown against the wall. All the air was knocked out of his lungs, and his vision blacked out for a second. he was thrown around many times by some invisible force before he was dangling in the air being strangled. He looked down and saw a young man holding his hand up. he slipped his hand in his pocket and threw a knife at him. the man crouched and he was landed on the ground with a thud. He ran for cover as bullets were showered at him.

he stopped near one of the cells and hid himself under the bed. he dragged himself as much underneath it as he could and examined his wounds. He was shot thrice, had been hit on the head multiple times, probably had broken ribs and other bones which were hurting a lot. He felt a sudden coldness near him and saw he was sitting in a puddle of his own blood. he tried to contact Sam but received no answer. He leaned his head on the wall, he regret it instantly and felt like he had been struck with a hammer. His lips quivered as he breathed ruggedly and reached for his phone safely tucked in his boots. He knew he might not make it, he didn’t plan to do it this way but he had to.

‘hey buck, all done?’ your sweet enthusiastic voice aided him a little. But as the thought of not being able to hear that voice again entered his mind, it made the faint smile that had settled on his lips fade. ‘babe, you okay?’ you asked with concern as you heard his uneven breathing.

‘ Yeah, yeah I- I’m fine just sleepy.’ He managed to say in a normal voice. ‘I just wanted to talk to you; hear you’ he said. ‘for one last time.’ He though and couldn’t help the tears that started stream down his face.

‘well, I am preparing your favourite dish and just getting all your favourite stuff so that we can have a great evening.’ You chirped and he held back a sob. He quickly wiped his face but it wasn’t the tears that were blurring his vision, it was the loss of blood.

‘doll, that’s great.’ He smiled. ‘I don’t know what I did to deserve you.’ he said in a sad tone. ‘you are more than I could ever ask for and amazing in every possible way.’

‘damn it, Jamie. You’re making me blush. But you are frickin’ amazing yourself. I mean you are a great person and some sugar-coated candy.’ You said and he let out a wet chuckle. His eyes started to close but he forced them open.

‘(y/n), doll?’ he asked in a weak voice and you hummed in response. ‘I love you. I love so, so, so much.’ Tears welled up in his eyes again but he let them flow.

‘I love you too, buck. Sooo much.’ You smiled. ‘come home, darling. I just want you here so bad now.’

‘I-I’ll be always there for you, sweetheart. I love you, goodbye…’ he said before everything turned black

Masterlist

Here’s a masterlist, where you can find all my posted work ! It’ll be updated soon ! Just click on the title !

Lastest update : 14/04/2017


Dating […] would include

- Dating Bucky Barnes would include 

- Dating Zach Dempsey would include

- Dating Alex Standall would include


13 reasons why

- Clay Jensen

I just wanna make sure you’re okay

I won’t let that happen again


Suicide squad

- Harley Quinn

You’re flawless to me, darling !


Captain America

- Bucky Barnes

Piano memories

You’re a good man


Marvel Actors

-Sebastian Stan

Can’t you stay serious for 3 seconds

Uncomfortable when you’re around : part I

I might have overreacted


Avengers

-Pietro Maximoff / Bucky Barnes (fiction)


Supernatural 

 Prompt list

-Dean Winchester

Let me take care of you

Throne of Glass  {Sentence Starters}

  • “You ate half the bag!”
  • “How long was I asleep?”
  • “Go away. I feel like dying.”
  • “You look rather pretty today.”
  • “You’re remarkably judgmental.”
  • “No fair maiden should die alone.”
  • “We each survive in our own way.”
  • “Would you like to dance with me?”
  • “I wasn’t going to kill him, you buffoon.”
  • “He seems to take great interest in you.”
  • “You’re the bravest person I’ve ever met.”
  • “You could do anything, if only you dared.”
  • “That’s never stopped me from killing before.”
  • “No matter what happens, I want to thank you.”
  • “’Second place’ is a nice title for the first loser.”
  • “You might fight well, but your manners are a disgrace.”
  • “Give me real men to fight. Then maybe I’ll bother trying.”
  • “Well, that just shows poor judgement on your part, doesn’t it?”
  • “And deep down, you know it, too. That’s what scares you most.”
  • “Names are not important. It’s what lies inside of you that matters.”
  • “We all bear scars. Mine just happen to be more visible than most.”
  • “What’s the point in having a mind if you don’t use it to make judgments?”
  • “No. I can survive well enough on my own… if given the proper reading material.” 
  • “If you’re suggesting that I have no reason to be here and to leave, then tell me to go.”
  • “Libraries were full of ideas. Perhaps the most dangerous and powerful of all weapons.”
  • “Sometimes, the wicked will tell us things just to confuse us, to haunt our thoughts long after we’ve faced them.”

tsunderimashincarrot  asked:

Can i request a Xiumin/Baekhyun [whoever you choose] fight with their bestfriend because she kept saying that their gf is cheating[which is true] then they go away and----you know what's next. HAPPY END pleaseee

It had been an accident.

You had never really approved of Minseok’s newest girlfriend, even if she did seem quite nice. There was just something about her that ticked you off, and you hadn’t known what it was. But because you loved Minseok and you loved seeing him happy, you had watched him introduce her to you with the biggest, brightest smile, one that tore at your heart.

Because you could never make him smile like that.

But that was fine. You were used to it. Being his best friend, you were used to him getting girlfriends and falling in love. You were used to picking up the pieces because that’s what best friends do. Sure, the times when he’d end up crying into your arms about some girl that broke his heart had you crying yourself to sleep and wishing for something that could never be, but you were fine with that. You had never been a greedy person. You were fine with the relationship you and Minseok had, even if he had broken your heart so many times before. You were good at acting. Good at keeping your feelings locked up inside.

But now, you can’t hide the shock in your face, the disgust in your eyes. All you could do was stare in horror as you watch Daeun, the supposed nice and sweet girl who calls herself Minseok’s girlfriend, is kissing another man you don’t know like her life depends on it.

It takes a while for both of them to notice you standing there, but when they do, they jump apart immediately, guilt clouding both their faces.

Daeun looks you in the eye, pleading. “Y/N,” she says, on the verge of tears. “Please…please don’t tell Minseok.”

You just stare at her in shock. Does she seriously think that you, Minseok’s childhood friend, would keep something as big as this a secret from him?

“You’ve got to be kidding,” you say, disgust crawling into your voice. “Why the hell wouldn’t I tell my best friend that his girlfriend is cheating on him?”

“I’m not!” she protests, her voice getting higher with shame. “I’m not cheating on him!”

You laugh, gesturing to both their disheveled clothes, messy hair, and swollen lips. “What do you call this, then?”

Daeun goes red with shame and anger, her fists clenching. “It’s your word over mine, Y/N,” she says hatefully, all traces of that sweet girl Minseok had introduced to you gone. “I’m Minseok’s girlfriend.”

“And I’m his best friend,” you retort. “I have been for years. You’ve only known him for a few months, and he trusts me more than anyone.”

She laughs, the sound suddenly fueling your anger. “We’ll see about that, she taunts.

You grit your teeth and turn around, not wanting to deal with this bitch of a cheater that Minseok chose to be his girlfriend anymore.

Of course Minseok would believe you - he had to. Why wouldn’t he?


“Minseok, I have to tell you something.”

Minseok nods, his eyes fixed on his phone. You sigh - he’s probably texting Daeun. Half of you doesn’t want to break his heart, but you have no choice. This is for his own good.

“What is it?” he asks, not looking up at you. That annoys you - can’t he stop texting his cheating girlfriend for just one minute to listen to what you have to say?

“At least look at me when you talk to me,” you whine. “This is really important.”

He nods dismissively, his uninterested face making your heart ache with pain. Yes, you’ve accepted that he puts Daeun over you, but it still hurts. “Just say it,” he says.

“Minseok,” you sigh.

“I’m talking to Daeun, Y/N,” he says slowly, as if he’s talking to a child. “So I’m kinda busy. Just say it - ”

“She’s cheating on you,” you interrupt, his tone irritating you.

There’s a brief silence.

And then laughter.

“Minseok, what - ?”

“Daeun said you would say that,” he says, chuckling. “I’m just suprised she was right.”

Your brows furrow, not liking the way he’s taking the whole thing. “What are you talking about? Break up with her, Minseok, she’s a complete bi - ”

“What, so you and I can fall in love and live happily ever after together?” he asks scathingly, anger clear in his eyes.

You freeze - not once has Minseok ever used that tone with you in all your years as his best friend. It hurt you - how had he known about your feelings? Had he known all this time?

“Minseok, what - ”

He rolls his eyes. “Yeah, Y/N, I know that you’re madly in love with me. Daeun told me. She said that you’d say she cheated on me so we would break up,” he looks you in the eye then, disapproval and anger in his face. “I can’t believe you, Y/N. How can you do that?”

Your eyes fill with tears as he looks at you with a glare that you never want to see ever again.

“Why would you say that?” you ask, your voice weak and pitiful. Years and years of pining after your best friend has left your heart a mess, and now, a few words from Minseok have completely destroyed it. “I’ve known you for years, Minseok, why would you trust her over me?”

He sighs, looking away from you. “Because she’s right. You are in love with me, I just never noticed because you’ve always acted like that around me and I thought it was normal for you.”

“Minseok, I - ”

“Look me in the eye and tell me you don’t love me, Y/N,” he says.

You look him in the eye, but when you open your mouth, no words come out. Your mouth is dry. You’re a good actor, yes, but this is the one thing you can’t lie about - your feelings for Minseok.

“See?” he says, when you’ve stayed quiet for long enough. “She was right. I didn’t want to believe it, but she was right.”

“But she did cheat on you!” you protest. “I saw her!”

“With who?”

“What?”

Minseok sighs. “Who did she cheat on me with, then?”

You freeze once again. You hadn’t known the man she had been kissing so intensely. It had been the first time you had ever seen him.

“I-I don’t know,” you mumble.

“You’re a bad liar, Y/N,” he says. “Next time you want to try to sabotage my relationship for the sake of your own feelings, at least try to be convincing.”

You’re crying all of a sudden. The tears start to pour, but you rub at your eyes furiously. You can’t let Minseok see you weak and heartbroken.

“You’re so selfish,” Minseok says disapprovingly. “You’re supposed to be happy for me, not ruin my happiness. I really like Daeun, Y/N, I can’t believe you!”

Selfish. You hate that word.

“Selfish?!” you all but screech. “After all those years I spent with you, never confessing because I thought we would never be the same again - you’re calling me selfish!?”

“Y/N, I - ”

Pure anger suddenly fills you. You can’t believe that Minseok has just called you selfish.

“You’re telling me that after all these years I’ve been picking up the pieces of your past relationships, I’m selfish? Even if my own heart was breaking because you never saw me as anything more than a best friend?” you yell, memories of crying yourself to sleep coming back to you.

“You’re trying to sabotage my relationship, how is that not being selfish?!” Minseok yells back. He steps towards you, anger in his eyes. But you’re angrier. More heartbroken. “I thought we were friends, Y/N!”

You glare at him, shoving him back hard enough for him to fall. “I thought so too,” you spit angrily. “But I don’t want to be friends with an idiot that puts his cheating girlfriend over someone who’s been with him all this time.”

He’s quiet, looking up at you. You see regret in his eyes, as if he’s reconsidering his decision of trusting Daeun instead of you. But it’s too late - he’s hurt you. He’s hurt you so bad that you don’t know if you can recover.

“When you find out the truth, don’t you even think about running back to me. Don’t you dare.”

And with that, you turn and run, your already wounded heart completely shattered into pieces.

I’m so sorry for not posting in literally forever, guys! I’ve been so busy lately because college has been so hectic and I don’t have a lot of free time anymore :( To make up for the hiatus, I’ll try to do a few more requests tonight! I might post them tonight or tomorrow ^^ They might be a little rushed but as usual, if youre not satisfied with them, just tell me and I’ll change them! Sorry again guys, thanks for being patient!

(I hope you liked this scenario, btw! There’s going to be a second part to this!)

-Admin Nyx

anonymous asked:

Do you think Slav actually sees multiple realities?

Sees them? Not really. I think that Slav has an incredibly vivid imagination and a truly terrifying grasp on quantum mechanics and higher math that means he’s basically doing a lot of rapid-fire calculations to try and rate the probability of certain events.

That’s where, I think, the whole multiple realities thing comes in- I think Slav looks at a lot of hypotheticals not just one jump down the line, but several. This is why he can sometimes be a bit at a loss for how to respond and why Shiro sometimes pointedly reminds him to focus on this reality. If the rest of the team is at the stage of “let’s flip a coin to make a decision” Slav has already cleared “if coin lands heads > we follow that choice > but what if we have a catastrophic engine failure on the way there?

There’s a couple of factors here that can make this very upsetting for Slav.

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Dark god AU Part 1

Lincoln couldn’t believe his facking eyes.

Like a scene straight out of a movie, the moment he was summoned, the world seemed to get darker. They were just standing on a rocky cliff, the sun high above them as gentle ocean waves crashed against the rocky shore below. Now, grey and heavy storm clouds rolled out of nowhere and blanketed the sky, hiding the sun and threatening to send a cascade of rain atop their heads. The once gentle ocean now churned and crashed against the cliff side so hard, Lincoln was sure that it was trying to bring the entire rock face and them with it down to the bottom of the sea. Somewhere along the sea horizon, thunder rolled.

And there he was. Standing tall and menacing before them, surrounded by a thick, neon green mist that circled around his calves. His eyes piercing the dark like two cursed emeralds, dangerous and threatening, and even though all his instincts told him to look away and bolt like a wee barra into his mother’s skirts, Lincoln couldn’t help but stare back into them.

He was staring into the eyes of a god. The god. The god he had been warned to never be in contact with. The god that had more rumors spread about him than legends. The god that even the other gods, his own father included, never talked about.

The god that had been lost for generations, was standing right before his very eyes. Glowing, practically overflowing with unused ancient energy that seemed to course and surge around him like green venomous lightning.

All because some fourteen year old girl called him a Seaweed Brain.

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Never been good at listening

Title: Never been good at listening

Pairing: Sherlock x female!Reader

Word Count: ~1.4k

Warnings: angst, potential character death (open end)

Request: Can you do a Sherlock x reader please? Maybe they have an argument because Sherlock doesn’t want the reader helping on the case because he’s scared she’ll get hurt but she thinks it’s because he doesn’t believe in her. She goes on the case and ends up taking a bullet/getting hurt to protect him? Thanks!

(A/n: Totally forgot about the ‘thinks it’s because he doesn’t believe in her’-part. Sorry, anon. I might make a second part after I finished some other requests, I hate the ending myself. Hope you enjoy it anyway J || Gifs not mine.)


Originally posted by whenisayrunrun


“You will not.” Sherlock sounded exaggerated, annoyed with your stubborn insistence to join him on the case since John was busy. Underneath all the dramatic exaggeration however you sensed anger, which in turn angered you. Who did he think he was for telling you what to do or not to do? Simply because you weren’t John Watson didn’t mean you were a complete useless idiot.

“I’m coming” You crossed your arms staring at Sherlock with determination. You wouldn’t be left behind, actually you would proof to him that you could be as useful as John. To make a stand you even took a step forward still keeping stern eye contact with the taller consulting detective. “I am coming.”

“No.”

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MASTERLIST

Peaky Blinders Imagines

*REQUEST RULES*


Thomas Shelby

⌲ The Daughter Of Thomas Shelby: Thomas was intimate with a girl he met before the war. He comes back five years later learning that she has left Bermingham with his child. He looks for them for years, but eventually gives up as he has to start focusing on the family he does know about. His daughter, (which I named Fiona), comes to Small Heath in search of her father.


John Shelby

 Needs: [part 1] john shelby imagine where he falls for someone w/ a young son & shes hesitant to b involved w/john bc shes worried abt his safety. They go out& eventually they get married. She gets close to his kids. One day they hav a fight and john says let me handle it they r my kids. She gets offended and says fine she will only take care of her son then and leaves him alone to deal with his kids and work for a few days. He realizes how much he needs her. Thx [request by anon]


Alfie Solomons

Tulips;  [part 1] , [part 2] You’re a Shelby, born between Ada and Finn. You’re not into the family business and spend most of your time as a nurse at a local hospital. Your brothers respect your distance as you try not to get caught in Peaky Blinders business. The Peaky Blinders and Alfie Solomons have been in an alliance for years. Thomas and the rest do something that might make them lose the alliance. To reassure Alfie that they’re honorable, Alfie suggests an alliance by marriage.


Isaiah Jesus

⌲ The Shelby’s Burden;[part 1][part 2]I LOVE the Shelbys Burden! But I was wondering too if you could do a second part where she gets into a relationship with Isaiah and she tells him she feels like a burden and he comforts her?[part 2 was requested by anon]


Mixed / All Characters

The Shelby’s Burden; [part 1] [part 2] You were the half sister of the Shelby’s, from Arthur Shelby Sr., and a woman he paid to sleep with on a regular basis. The woman left you with Arthur, claiming she was too young to care for a child and that you were better off without her. She left for America soon after, and no one has heard from her since. Arthur who had just abandoned his other children, left you at the doorstep of Polly’s home. The boys kept their distance from you, except Finn who was only a year older than you and Ada. It took time for the boys to get accustomed to their half-sibling, but eventually you become the Shelby that’s looked after the most. (Basically fluff.)

-still growing-