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do you ever just get hit with a truckload of inspiration from reading a fic because????? i have

this is a gift for @adreamingsongbird!! THANK YOU FOR WRITING SUCH A BEAUTIFUL AND AMAZING FIC!! and for answering my questions about their clothes lmaoo  

(you could read this beautiful fic here!! that’s right read it >>here<< and you should definitely read it right now at this moment because it’s great and i’m in love and did i mention that it’s beautiful???

Soulmate AU where:

When your soulmate is eating something you can taste it on your lips, just slightly. And maybe feel it on your lips too, like the powder of a cinnamon donut, except you can’t lick it away, so you’re just stuck with it like ‘damn you asshole, lick your goddamn lips! This is annoying!’

If they’re having cravings you do too. Sometimes you’ll get cravings for what you’ve just eaten.

If you taste something like strawberry lip gloss you know their either getting ready for a night out or kissing someone. Or maybe they just like the taste.

You constantly lick your lips when they’re eating something you like because ‘oh gods this taste so good, what is it?’ or 'I haven’t had that in ages!’

You get jealous of the fact that they have such nice food ALL THE DAMN TIME.

When they’re eating something you don’t like you try to not lick your lips for so long. It gets annoying and is hard to do for a while so you just put on lip gloss. Then you think 'awe, man. What if they don’t like… And that’s why they put on lip gloss the other week?’

One day you try to send them a recipe. So you just, like, munch on a piece of toast, then lick some honey, then eat some banana so they’ll try your favourite meal and you’ll have that taste on your lips without actually eating it.

One day you think 'what kind of idiot eats peanut butter with jam - holy shit it’s an American! Or someone in America… Maybe they just like it? Oh god will I have to take 20-something hour flight to find them? Uuuhhhggghhh!’

You’re in the middle of a test but just can’t stop licking your lips because 'oh god glazed donuts…’

You can’t place a taste but you know you’ve tasted it before.

After going to Harry Potter world you realise 'it’s butterbeer!’ and then you try a butterbeer cappuccino or whatever and are just - 'goddamn it you jerk you ruined all my experiences!’

You start craving a signature dish from your town that is only served there. You go to the restaurant and see three people eating the meal, so you just walk up to the counter, order something that is nothing like the dish or something that you know that person hates because every time after you eat it you taste mouthwash.

You calmly sit down and just watch the people as you eat your meal. The person you least expected it to be - oh god it can’t be - looks up and is just like 'fuck’ and has that expression on their face.

They look around and see you. Their eyes widen at what you’re eating. You’re the only one eating it. You smirk and wave at them because 'haha sucker you laughed when I was teased about my soulmate and it’s you!’

Or one day you turn to your best friend like 'hey, can you see if anyone is eating -’ your eyes widened as you see they’re eating the EXACT MEAL you can taste.

Or a different ending where you follow a celebrity on Instagram and just see a picture of a steak with the caption being 'why the hell do I taste banana and honey… I’m eating a steak!’

And you just drop your toast. Your family stares at you as you squeal. Then you realise 'shit. That could be anyone.’ But you do taste steak… 'But anyone can be eating steak!’ You rush to the kitchen and pull out dark chocolate and go to the bathroom and start brushing your teeth.

Soon you see another picture of a steak and a caption of 'okay, now I’m tasting ANOTHER thing that clashes with my meal. Soulmate, please let me eat in peace… AND WHO HAS DARK CHOCOLATE AND TOOTHPASTE?!?! Will my future babies eat like this too? God save me…’

Something like that.

Reigen stared at him, his expression stern in the way Serizawa had learned it was when he didn’t have to keep up his customer service pleasantries. He stepped close to him and rested his forehead against his shoulder, hiding his expression. His quiet words, however, Serizawa could hear loud and clear.

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In the aftermath of it all, Catarina can’t find it in herself to be mad anymore.

At the start, after Magnus had portaled home, staggering and hurt and halfway to death with this boy leaning against him, asking that she help this Shadowhunter first… she remembers healing him – Alexander – and feeling rage. With runes stark on his skin and blood on his knuckles, he had been every inch a Nephilim. The Nephilim who had stolen Magnus’s heart.

She remembers the way she’d frowned at his unconscious face, comparing him to the strip of photographs Magnus left on his desk. Watching him lying there on a makeshift cot in the living room, suffering from the shock of blood loss and broken bones, she couldn’t imagine him making funny faces, couldn’t imagine him looking at Magnus with soft, sweet eyes. Couldn’t imagine that he’d want Magnus’s touch, that he would smile that boyish, lopsided smile with her best friend’s arms looped around him.

She remembers thinking, you don’t deserve him. This Shadowhunter, this lying Head of the New York Institute, didn’t deserve Magnus and his love. Magnus, who had started sleeping exclusively on the right side of the bed, who looked at Madzie with something wistful in his gaze every time she ran toward him, who always protected his people at the expense of his own happiness.

He’s too good for you, she had thought as she glared daggers at the boy in front of her, with his angel blood and penchant for prejudice. But she hadn’t said anything, hadn’t rolled him down the stairs, and had gone to help Magnus instead; her best friend, drained of magic and still stubbornly trying to heal himself. She’d gone to the balcony afterwards to clear her mind for a minute, to rest her hands, and now, as she turns around to check in on Magnus…

The Shadowhunter is missing from his cot. Classic. Rolling her eyes, she opens the door to the master bedroom.

They’re lying in Magnus’s bed together, Magnus’s head pillowed on Alec Lightwood’s chest, nearly asleep as he slowly heals from the wounds of battle. His body still lies stiff from the aches of demon venom coursing through his blood, skin paler than its usual golden hue, bruises littered everywhere, yet his arm is still curled possessively around the Shadowhunter’s waist in a familiar motion.

And the Shadowhunter…

He’s looking at Magnus like he’s a miracle.

His eyes never leave Magnus’s and his face is soft and warm and content, like he’s holding onto something he thought he’d lost forever. He looks young like this, the way he smiles and whispers secrets into Magnus’s ear, the way his fingers trace patterns on his bare shoulder, the way he readjusts the red silk blanket so that it’s tucked carefully under Magnus’s chin.

Magnus can’t see it, with his face buried into the Shadowhunter’s shirt, but from the doorway, Catarina can. This boy… he’s truthfully, honestly, painfully in love. The type of love Catarina hasn’t seen Magnus receive in too long, the type that’s as helpless and natural as the sky is blue. And a part of her still wants to be angry, to shake Alec Lightwood until his teeth click in his skull, to tell him, don’t you ever hurt him, but from the way he’s staring down at Magnus with his heart in his eyes, she thinks he already knows.

Catarina starts to turn around, when unexpectedly Alec Lightwood’s eyes dart up to meet hers at the sound of her loafers swishing faintly against the rug. They stare, frozen for an awkward moment, and she nearly laughs at loud at the way his cheeks go rosy pink. She opens her mouth to say something, to make fun of him maybe, or tell him to let Magnus sleep, but right then Magnus shifts, groaning low in his throat, and the Shadowhunter breaks his gaze, mumbling something into Magnus’s hair that makes her friend smile gently.

Wordlessly, Catarina magics the door closed, staring at the smooth black wood as Magnus and Alec fade from view. In the kitchen, she makes herself a cup of chamomile tea, hands wrapped around the soothing, fragrant heat as she sighs in exhaustion. The two of them… they don’t make sense to her, not at all. They shouldn’t work. But Magnus is Magnus, and he’s never done anything by halves. If his happiness comes in the form of a too-tall Shadowhunter with gentle eyes and a cautious smile, then Catarina will be the very last person in this dimension to tell him no.

What FanFiction and AO3 need is a “suggested story” list. When you finish one fic you really liked and you now need to fill the void, you just click on the option and find a similar one.

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My favorite scene from “With Good Intentions” by @anirrahn PLEASE go read and give many kudos and comments on it! :))

(Sorry if its hard to see some of the panels, there is NO way I’d post each one individually lol)

Draco wrapped the small animal in his arms and lifted him for neck-nuzzling access. “What am I going to do with you?” he whispered.

“Snuggle?”

Paws of Fury is one of my go-to fics for a fluff-fix.

Thanks to @capiturecs I once found it and now rediscovered it. <3

// fic rec blog //

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note: so this is a mobile masterpost of my fave fics by the talented fic writers we’re lucky enough to have in this fandom. please go give them all the love they very much deserve! also huge thank you to them all for sharing their works with us :)


S E O K J I N

» GREAT ROMANCES OF THE 21ST CENTURY by floralseokjin

» CHARM ME by jungblue

» PERFECT by btssmutgalore 

» A KISS ON THE LIPS by kimtrain

» IN EVERY LIFE, I WILL FIND YOUR SHOULDER TO CRY ON by versigny

» DR. KIM by btsfiles

» ROOMIE by hobibliophile

» WASHING MACHINE by btssmutgalore

» OFF LIMITS by floralseokjin

» UNTIMELY CONFESSIONS by jjungkooked

» SWEET by war-of-hormoan

» EPHEMERAL by donewithjeon

» SWEET INEDIBLE THINGS by kimtrain 


Y O O N G I

» MISS DIAL by versigny / cyphertrip

» A TICKET TO THE SUN by gukvory

» BAD HABITS (FOR A HEARTBREAKER) by jungkxook

» MR.MIN by ellieljade 

» SUGAR? YES, PLEASE by btsfiles 

» HAPPILY EVER AFTER by jeonseok

» DON’T FALL IN LOVE WITH ME by an-exotic-writer

» A BRUSH OF SILK by kimtrain

» SONATA FOR A FROZEN HEART by pantaemonium

» SO THIS IS LOVE by seoulscapes

» AQUIVER by floralseokjin

» THE EQUATION OF LOVE by kookingtae


N A M J O O N

» PEACHES AND CREAM by kimtrain  

» FIVE MONTHS by elliljade

» SHIPS IN THE NIGHT by jungblue

» DRIP by seokvie

» THE TAKE-HOME TEST by versigny

» GRIM REAPER by park-jimeme

» PARTY POOPER by btsfiles

» DON’T CARE ABOUT THE PRESENTS by hobibliophile

» CONSTELLATIONS by yoongguksx


H O S E O K

» TRANSFERENCE  by jeonjagiya

» THE BOOKS HAVE EYES by cosykims

» A SHOT OF WHISKEY by kimtrain

» LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD by chimdeer

» TAKE IT OUT ON ME by btsfiles

» MIRRORS by yoongguksx

» ONLY MINE by ellieljade


J I M I N

» SURPRISE, SURPRISE by jiminniemouse

» A BITE OF THE APPLE by kimtrain

» SECRET DESIRES by kainks

» TRUE FEELINGS by kookingtae

» CUPID’S BOW by tayegi

» GANG!AU by park-jimeme

» SATURDAY NIGHT by helloblamebts

» LOCKED IN LOVE by jiminniemouse

» LAVENDER HUES by inktae

» IMPROVISE by workofteaguk

» SIDEWALK SUGAR by an-exotic-writer

» SIN CITY by btssmutgalore


T A E H Y U N G

» AWAY FROM THE SUN by inktae  

» THE WINGS OF A DEVIL by kimtrain

» RUNAWAY by jungkxook

» SMILES & NOSE FRECKLES by seokvie

» YOU NEEDED ME by baeseoul

» OUTLINES by seokline

» MIRRORS by jungblue

» REMEMBER THIS by yoohtae

» SLIP THROUGH THE SEAMS by deerguk

» PILLOW FORT by workofteaguk

» THE T-SHIRT THIEF by jungblue

» NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE by hobibliophile

» BETTER THAN WORDS by jjungkooked


J U N G K O O K

» HIRAETH by jungkxook

» LUST AND ERRORS by imaginethisbts

» BAD HABITS (FOR A HEARTBREAKER) by jungkxook

» DAMN THE DELIVERY BOY by deerguk

» IN BLOOM by tayegi

» A SIP OF THE GRAIL by kimtrain

» ORANGE TULIPS by kainks

» BLUE ORCHIDS by inktae

» TATTOO!ARTIST by btsfix

» PROPOSALS by pjxmin

» PHOTOGRAPHS by helloblamebts

» PHASES by yoohtae

» APOLOGIES by seokline

» HOPELESS HEARTS by workofteaguk


M U L T I

» TASTE by jungblue

» POUR UP by jungkxook

» THE SWITCH by kookingtae

» PHILOPHOBIA by minsvga

» CHILDREN OF THE NIGHT by minsvga

» LAB PARTNERS by jungblue

» SHAMELESS by imaginethisbts


M E M B E R X M E M B E R

» ARCANUM by through_the_looking_glasses (on ao3)  

» HICKORY by rix (on ao3)  

» BECAUSE FRIES AND MIXTAPES by hoars (on ao3) 

» SOMEWHERE LIKE THIS by yoohtae 

» HOUSE OF CARDS by sugamins (on ao3) 

» LOOK HERE by bazooka (on ao3)  ☆ 

» WE ARE LIKE PARALLELL LINES (NO WAY WE’LL MEET) by tteokie (on ao3) 


[last updated 20-06-17]

Hades hates Danny. All souls go to the underworld (aka the Ghost Zone) eventually and become part of his domain. But not Danny. He straddles the two worlds like Persephone (side note: holy shit halfa!Persephone can you imagine?), eternally just out of Hades’s control.

So Hades takes matters into his own hands. Every now and then, a portal to the Ghost Zone will appear next to Danny and Hades will try to lure/drag him in. It’s gotten to the point where Danny just carries around a broom and hits Hades with it whenever he tries to start shit.

Mr. Lancer’s class is confused the first time Danny brings a broom to class, but they’re absolutely dumbfounded when he hits the god of the underworld with it and says “shoo.”

so @misspaperjoker made this incredibly hot western!au steve, and I IMMEDIATELY needed to draw a matching bucky!!!

here is mercenary!bucky, gunslinger extraordinaire

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Ever Since
Author: letsjustsee
Word Count: 10.5k
Summary
Louis once again went to leave, but before he could reach the door he heard Barkley jumping off the bed behind him. The giant dog accosted Louis before he could get through, nudging Louis’ legs with all his weight and making him stumble, and Louis had to grab the doorframe to steady himself.
“What the heck, Barkley?” Louis was mostly talking to himself, aware that Barkley couldn’t actually understand him, but he had never witnessed the dog acting so oddly.
He turned around when he heard a quiet murmur coming from the bed.
“What?” He hadn’t been able to make out what Harry said, but at Louis’ question he sat up in bed, hair already wild from the pillow, eyes heavy, and Louis’ stomach gave a little flip.
“He wants you to stay.”
 

Or, a very fluffy AU where Louis finds a lost dog that he wishes he could keep - until he meets his owner, who he wishes he could keep more