i should write fic for them

You're perfect

hello! I was wondering if were doing Newt x reader for the otp dabble challenge? if so, I really like 35. could you maybe write something for it? :)

“Why’re you dressed like that?” - “Does that mean it looks good or should I change?”

Prompt from this list by the always inspiring @prompt-bank

Newt x reader

Master list

Originally posted by stallingdemons

 

 

Adding the finishing touches to your outfit, you fussed slightly in the mirror, fiddling with your tiepin. It was yours and newts anniversary, and you wanted to do something special, just for him, as he seldom spoiled himself it was down to you.

Satisfied you stepped out into the living room, only to find that newt wasn’t where you had left him, curled up in his squashy armchair reading a book. Furrowing your brow in confusion, you began the search for your husband.

Panic began to swell inside you as you checked each room, to no avail. You were now clambering back up the steps from his battered brown leather case, scenarios began to reel through your brain, each more ridiculous and heart wrenching than the last.

As you paced the living room rug, nibbling at your finger nails, the front door clicked shut. You rushed to the door, relief washed over you like a wave, Newt stood looking slightly confused, holding a bouquet of flowers, and wearing his smartest suit. ‘why are you dressed like that?’ he asked curiosity clear in his voice, a slight smile playing at the corner of his lips. “does that mean it’s alright or should I get changed?’ you asked fiddling with the edge of your waistcoat, as you looked up at him.

He placed the flowers in the porcelain jug that sat on the little table by the door, “don’t you dare get changed, you’re perfect.’ His voice held a slightly husky tone, as he took your hand and spun you around so that he could see the full effect of your clothes. You giggled as he slowed your twirl down so that he could fully appreciate your backside in the form fitting trousers.

“what is all of this in aid of, love?’ still not letting go of your hand as he gestured to your outfit, that he was enjoying a little bit more than you had anticipated. “well, I wanted to take you on an expedition, and I can’t very do that in a ball gown now can I?’ you teased lightly.

He looked at you with such tenderness that you thought you might just melt, ‘I was going to take you out to dinner.’ Newt murmured softly as he tucked a loose tendril of hair behind your ear, leaning into his touch.

“well it is still early, we could do both.’ You suggested, his lopsided smile grew even further as he nodded.

Suddenly remembering the bouquet of flowers, he grabbed them from the jug, and handed them to you, along with a kiss to your forehead, before you pulled him down by his tie for a proper kiss.

‘I should get these into some water.’ You murmured as newt pressed his forehead to yours, while he hummed in agreement, not quite ready to leave this perfectly moment just yet.

 

Have a great day and be safe

@fiddlesticksimagines

Fics by Amymel86

I would like to recommend Amymel86’s fics. I tried to pick one but all her fics are exceptional. There is something for everyone. She’s very prolific. The range of ideas and contents in her stories are wide. If you’re especially looking for fluff and smut, you must not miss her fics. (IMO she’s the Queen of fluffy smut) The writing is brilliant, hilarious, moving, joyful, fun and evocative and it stays with you after you’ve finished reading it. The characterizations are lovely. Her fics are good times. Also, in one of her recent fics (With me?) Sansa, who loves her children, hides from them because for once she doesn’t want to share her lemoncakes- this was one of the most relatable things I’ve ever read. In short, all Jonsa shippers and fans of good writing should read Amymel86’s fics. Thank you

http://archiveofourown.org/users/Amymel86/pseuds/Amymel86/works

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9678575?view_adult=true

anonymous asked:

Can you do the 'it killed me to see you with him' maybe a Joseph/Carter fic if that's ok? Idk, sorry for bothering you 🙈

Anon 2: You had an Carter/Joe ask a while ago about them breaking up bc they mature adults and need time apart then they try to do a movie as a friend and end up getting kicked out bc they began to make out. Would you write a fic about that?

It’s not a bother at all!


I just, think maybe we should expand our options. Don’t get me wrong, I love you, but I don’t want to take away the rest of your options just because we’ve been together so long. I don’t want you to feel obligated because you’ve been with me since the beginning. Of course we can still be friends, and if you still want to be with me, I’ll be right here.

Ugh, sometimes Carter was so considerate it made him sick. What was he thinking, letting Joseph off into the big, wide world as a sort-of bachelor? Carter had had a perfectly good man and he’d let him go because he thought he was being selfish. (He was being selfish. That was why he had let Joseph go.) Now he was stuck going on a movie date with him as “just friends” when Carter was still completely in love with him. He let out a frustrated sigh. He was a mature adult. He could do this.

“This is fun,” Joseph commented, shuffling the tickets into his pocket. “Going to the movies. It’s been a while since we’ve done anything together.” Because you haven’t talked to me in a while. Carter bit his tongue, nodding with a smile on his face. Just because he hadn’t found anyone to be with him like Joseph had didn’t mean that Joseph was miserable as well. He was just going to have to suck it up and enjoy what little time he got to spend with his old boyfriend while it lasted.

-

“Carter,” Joseph whispered, leaning over the cushy arm rest. Carter hadn’t noticed his name called at first until Joseph repeated it again. He looked over at him questioningly, one eye brow raised. “I was really wrong about needing space. I thought Ashton would be a decent replacement for you, but I was so wrong. There’s no one that could ever come close to you.” After they had “broken up”, Joseph had started dating another guy named Ashton, and that was about all that Carter knew about the guy. Carter only felt his eyebrow raise higher at the statement. “I was an idiot for leaving the best thing that ever happened to me.”

Joseph reached out and touched Carter’s jaw gently, trapping Carter’s eyes. He felt like a deer in headlights, caught in Joseph’s unrelenting soft gaze. (Oh, how he missed those blue eyes.) “It killed me to see you with him,” Carter mumbled, closing the distance between them. He didn’t know why Joseph chose to confess in the middle of the movie, but better late than never. He was just happy his love wasn’t actually one sided and that Joseph would chose him, even when given other options.

He didn’t know how long they kisses. Seconds? Perhaps a minute, but they pulled away when Carter felt something peg the back of his head. He glanced back, surprised to find both of hi fathers sitting just two rows behind them.

“Down in front,” Nico hissed, throwing another piece of popcorn at Carter’s head.

“What the hell are you guys doing here?” Carter hissed, embarrassment flooding his cheeks.

“It’s a public movie theater,” Nico deadpanned. “And for your information, your father and I love this movie. Now quite getting tongue tied. They’ll be plenty of time for that after the movie.”


It’s storming

Across Oceans (Part 2) - a Newt/Tina and Jacob/Queenie fic

Tagging: @pinkdiamonddolphin

I’m sorry for the delay but I’ve had a lot going on! :/ I don’t know if I’ve finished the fic or if I should write another part? You’ll see what I mean at the end, but do be sure to leave your thoughts!

Story set in: mid/late October to early November in 1940

Phoenix – 22nd June 1931 – 9 (going on 10)
Linnet – 13th January 1933 - 7 (nearly 8)
Leo – 3rd March 1935 – 5 (going on 6)

(Miracle baby not born yet – Tina’s still in her early-stages of pregnancy!)

Tobias “Toby” – 15th October 1929 – 11
Daisy – 7th April 1931 – 9 (going on 10)
Abel and Ruth (twins) – 20th November 1933 – 6/7
Elijah “Eli” – 28th January 1939 – 1 (nearly 2)

I’m trash for both couples. Writing these fics has given me such immeasurable joy and seeing everyone’s reactions to it too has given me so much happiness. Thank you <3

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I’ve been thinking of a Captain Canary AU a lot lately and I am not sure if I should write it...

It’s basically that Sara and Leonard met when Sara was the Canary and Leonard was Captain Cold; they got closer and stuff like that and all that and when Rip recruited them they were married. 

I don’t want to make it Canon-verse 100% cause i don’t want to change Sara’s arrow storyline so if i do it it’s gonna be a little AU (I also don’t want to use the canonverse bc of Nyssara and all that bc I shipped it and i don’t wanna change that). 

Should I write it? 

 I don’t know ughhh!

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This is my new writing box. In my box, there is a large pile of note cards. I’m having my very first writing challenge! However, before I can post anything about my challenge, I need you to send in writing prompts, quotes, songs, and even specific song lyrics you think someone should use to write! Unfortunately I can’t write all of them myself so the ones you send in can be your ideas or ideas you found online. (You will get credit for any ideas you send in.) Once I’ve filled the box, I will post something telling you about how to enter the challenge and get your pompt, quote, song, or specific song lyric. (You will have to write a fic using whatever card you are randomly assigned.)

Tagging people to help spread the word and get this started:

@deascheck @thewordsmithofhell @the-inquisitor-rio @sarkina @littledemondani @ffawkes @betterprompts @cheapskate-bleeding-queer @punk-rock-pidgey @sinceriouslyamellpadalecki

anonymous asked:

I feel you and your buddies should have a reminder that roleplaying your characters is oppresive to fictionkin and you are literally taking over their character. And if you do feel the need to control someone else, at least to write them properly. Maybe get permission from fic-kin to write them and also ask how to.

LMAO who is this?? i’m laughing so hard i love you <33

Plot Wish: City on the Edge of Forever MCU Style

I want to do a City on the Edge of Forever crossover thing where Bones saves Hitler, and Jim and Spock have to team up with Steve and Peggy to find Bones and stop him in Nazi Germany.

I have muse for 3 out of 4 of them–not that I’d want to play Spock, Jim, and Peggy in one story. At that point, I may as well write a fic, which I should do anyway since this ideas been in my head for 2 years. 

Should you ever have the chance to go see the Reduced Shakespeare Company, here’s what to expect (buckle up folks, cause it’s wild)

  • basically a 150k words crossover fanfic of all shakespeare plays
  • very much ooc at times
  • so. many OCs 
  • Hamlet/Lady Macbeth, Richard III/Beatrice, Beatrice/Catherine/Juliet, Juliet/Dromeo (Original Male Character) (the list goes on)
  • It’s the very first play Shakespeare wrote when he was 17. They found it buried in a parking lot in Leicester
  • Puck is the narrator. He makes Juliet fall in love with Dromeo (Romeo’s long lost twins) for shits and giggles.
  • “Dromeo, Dromeo! Wherefore art thou Dromeo?”  
    “……..I’m RIGHT HERE” 
    “NO I’M ASKING YOU WHY IS YOUR NAME DROMEO” 
    “Oh cause Romeo is my twin and - yeah no it doesn’t make any sense”
  • Sir John bursting on the stage shouting “A WHORE, A WHORE! MY KINGDOM FOR A WHORE”
  • Hamlet is constantly mocked by everyone for being so fucking indecisive
  • he tries to tell is monologue but they cut him and make him say stupid puns
  • *puck puts a toupee on the skull* “Toupee or not toupee, that is the question”
  • tons of UST between Hamlet and Lady Macbeth
  • Lady Macbeth: “ I have given suck, and know
    How tender ’tis to love the babe that milks me.
    I would, while it was smiling in my face,
    Have plucked my nipple from his boneless gums
    And dashed the brains out, had I so sworn as you
    Have done to this.”
    Hamlet: “…holy crap
  • she asks him to stop mopping about and, quote, to “take some mental viagra
  • Ariel (Shakespeare’s, not Disney’s, although it wouldn’t matter cause “Disney’s basically modern day Shakespeare”
    “no he isn’t! don’t tell me disney wrote the story of a young prince whose father gets killed by his evil uncle!”
    “the lion king”
    “okay bad example”)
    is in it and she’s Puck worst ennemy. She narrates the story with him
  • LAMPSHADE HANGING. SO. MUCH. LAMPSHADE HANGING.
  • Richard III is trying to find a girlfriend and Puck plays the matchmaker. Dickie plays the ukulele to Beatrice (who is not impressed)
  • it gets weird(er). Puck asks the Weird Sister “WHAT’S UP, WITCHES” ; Prospero looks like AVPM Dumbledore.
  • They reenact the Tempest with a blue drape and water guns (they splash the audience as well because “screw them”
  • IT’S TIME FOR ACT TWO AND IT’S STARTS WITH SOME GAY
  • Juliet is lost in the woods and find Beatrice and Catherine. 
  • They are very much together and teach Juliet how to curse at men (”YAASSSSS JULIET”)
  • this brilliant bit: 

    “I see men are not in your book.”
    “If they were, I’d burn my study”

  • (Juliet most vile insult is lawyer)
  • Cleopatra, Oberon and cie arrive and shit happens
  • Cleo falls in love with Bottom cause “who does not love a nice ass ;) ;)”
  • Ceasar kills Hamlet and Lady Macbeth thinks it’s hot 
    “Is it your dagger I feel?” “EHYOOOO”
  • Rich III turns magically into Rich II, but then back into Rich III
  • “One day you’re at the top, and the next back at the bottom. A bit like Leicester City.”
  • Puck gets killed at the end but is brought back to life by Tinkerbe-Ariel and the audience as they clap
  • did i mention all of these were played by only 3 guys and a box of props?
  • Fucking Willy Shakes included himself in the play (”WE ARE NOT WORTHY, WE ARE NOT WORTHY”)
  • He arrives as a “coup de theatre deus ex machina”
  • Willy does a feather-drop

anonymous asked:

please god don't hesitate writing those mag7 fics... Goody/Billy owns my ass and you're one of my fave writers (losers esp.) so anything you write is gonna hit me where I live, and i would love every second of it. love all your stuff fyi, you're pretty great, and thanks!

Well, you are certainly making it harder for me to resist, that’s for sure! I guess I’m just a little scared because new characters are always tricky and I’m worried I’d ruin them somehow. But I DO have ideas and quite a lot of inspiration, I just can’t seem to get started. Crossing that first bridge is pretty nerve-wracking, especially since I’ve only just started writing again after over six months of… well, it wasn’t an official hiatus, but I didn’t get a whole lot done, that’s for sure. I’m still getting my bearings, basically.

Thank you so, so much for your support, though! It means a lot to me! And if you want an actualy reply, then yeah, I WILL write Goody/Billy fanfics, I know I will, I just can’t say for sure when. It depends on how much my conscience allows me to deviate from the Cougar/Jensen Steampunk AU.

can you imagine if we ever got to see our ladies training together?? picture it.

- a steady green glow emanating from the walls to put kara at a level playing field with the others. 

-alex and sara sparring, both in sports bras and dripping with sweat because neither of them is willing to bow out.

-maggie cheering alex on and telling her to kick sara’s ass.

-sara showing alex some new moves because yeah alex is a total badass, but sara is still a literal assassin.

-and oh jesus. can you imagine the salmon ladder?? alex doing the salmon ladder?! and poor maggie. just drowning in a puddle of her own drool while she watches.

-and then lena walks in because she was helping winn with some science thing and wanted to say hey to kara before she left.

-so she walks in the training room only to be slapped in the face with kara’s shoulders and back muscles flexing while she jumps up the salmon ladder.

-lena literally can’t even form words until she hears maggie walk by and snicker, “breathe, luthor.”

-and kara must’ve heard her come in cuz she jumps down and runs over still panting from the exertion and doesn’t seem to notice the red in lena’s face.

-so she acts cool and says “hi” and “bye” and is almost out the door when she remembers kara can hear her heartbeat and that she wasn’t actually fooling anyone.

-kara blushing as she goes back to training because she knows how hot lena is for her.

-sara coming over like, “so you tap that yet, supergirl?” and kara bumbling like an idiot because how did she know that’s literally all she ever thinks about??

-okay and maggie and alex at the shooting range? competing against each other and alex is furious because, unlike pool, maggie is a total dead shot and keeps. beating. her.

-maggie coming up behind alex all like, “here let me help” and adjusts alex’s arms but when she moves her hands to her waist alex completely loses her focus and misses the target so they just makeout instead.

-sara attempting to show kara how to throw knives but kara would rather just watch her do it so she starts showing off.

-someone having to resuscitate me because i would die.

Dex drops his bag next to the green couch and shrugs off his coat, heading toward the soft yellow light spilling out of the kitchen. The Haus is quiet; it’s midterms week, and everyone is pulling their last marathon study sessions before the final round of tests ends tomorrow. Fortunately for Dex, his last exam was earlier this morning, but the others are still holed up in their usual study spaces. If he’s right, Ransom and Holster should be in the library, Chowder should be in Farmer’s dorm, Lardo should be pacing around her studio, and Bitty should be - well, in the kitchen, he guesses, considering the smell that’s wafting through the hallway. 

He guesses right. When he enters the kitchen, he finds Bitty rolling out sugar cookie dough and humming whatever’s playing in his earbuds. Dex taps the doorframe to let Bitty know he’s there, and then he notices that Bitty isn’t alone.

Nursey’s here, too, scribbling frantically on a yellow legal pad and buried under a mess of loose papers and highlighters. Bitty turns to give Dex his best warning stare and Dex makes a motion as if to zip his lips shut, perching up on the countertop and stealing a cookie from the tray that’s cooling next to him.

For a minute or two he watches Nursey continue to scribble like his life depends on it. He’s seen Nursey this stressed before, but only around exams. Nursey may try to maintain his chill, but Dex knows that his grades are one of the few things that can pull his d-man out of his shell instantly. He works hard, Dex thinks. Really hard. Sometimes, beyond the point when even Dex himself would call it quits and take a nap - and Dex doesn’t give anything up easily. Never has, never will. 

He’s startled out of his thoughts by Bitty pushing a mixing bowl into his arms and handing him a wooden spoon. While Bitty swaps trays in and out of the oven, Dex starts absentmindedly mixing, watching as Nursey shuffles some papers around and picks up a green highlighter. 

Nursey underlines a few phrases before tossing the highlighter back onto the table, heaving a heavy sigh, and shoving a hand through his hair. Dex gets an idea. It’s stupid and small, but it’s an idea. 

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Fanfic Recommendations! ^_^

Originally posted by jeonsshi

Hey everyone! *waves*

So, I decided to make a list of some fics I’ve read that I recommend that you guys read! (Duh @ me, hence the title of this, why are you so dumb sometimes? cx)

I spend a bit too much time reading fanfics sometimes, when I should really be either doing homework/writing my own stuff buuut… cx 

But yeah, these are going to be pretty much all BTS fics, because I’m trash that belongs in a bin somewhere buuut cx Please do check them out, I think these authors deserve recognition!

I will also update this list as I find more cx

These are also in no particular order!!


Last updated: 22/01/17


1. Wanderer by @roseok

Reader x Park Jimin - soulmate!AU (ongoing)

So, I really liked the concept of this and how beautifully written it is c: The storyline is rather quite unique (although I haven’t read a whole lot of soulmate!AUs, it does still come off as unique!)

2. The Joker by @astro-child

Suicide Squad!AU - BTS (ongoing)

So, I’m still not over how well this goes, with Jungkook as the Joker, and Jimin as Harley Quinn?? I’ve kinda been bugging Shanel over how much I liked it, but I needed her to know that I really liked it! cx

3. Catalyst : Unbroken by @zephyoongist (collaboration/one shot)

Hunter!Yoongi x Angel!Reader (One shot)

This was honestly beautifully written, the details are really well done c: And the ending, ah the feels cx

4. Tenacious by @jin-oppa

Reader x Yoongi - Mafia/gang!AU (Ongoing)

Because I’m a sucker for mafia!Yoongi cx I really liked how this was written, and it was interesting to see how each member was portrayed as a gang member c:

5. Masquerade by @happy-meo

Reader x Jimin x Hoseok - Office!AU x Hosts!AU (Completed - 4 parts with a sequel which I also recommend)

Ah, this one had me binge reading for ages cx It also had me conflicted between Jimin and Hoseok, I couldn’t choose who I wanted (Y/N) to be with cx But it was honestly written really well, I enjoyed it ^.^ (warning: This one does have slight smut in it cx)

6. Red Skies by @jungk0oksthighs

Werewolf!AU - BTS (Completed - 10 parts)

This had me curious to find out more, and it was interesting that Jungkook is the alpha here, rather than one of the older guys like Jin or Yoongi cx

7. Strings by @minsuxga

Soulmate!AU - BTS (Completed - 2 parts)

The feels with this one was too much, ah my heart T_T But it was so so well written, the details and everything, and the ending, ah my poor heart T_T

8. Out of the Egg by @happy-meo 

Jungkook x Reader - War/Rebellion!AU (Completed - 6 parts)

So, I just read the first part of this, but I’m already hooked, the concept and storyline are so good, and it’s written so well ^_^ Ah, it’s so good!

9. Wishful Wings by @writeiolite

Jimin x Reader - Royals!AU (One shot I believe cx)

This was so cute, had me swooning over Jimin (but then again, when am I not swooning over him and the rest of BTS? cx) And I really liked the detailing of the story c:

10. Heartless by @bangtan-spells

Namjoon x Reader - Fantasy!AU (One shot I think c:)

This was unique, I haven’t read any fics with this concept/storyline before c: And as with many on this list, really well-written, props to the writer! ^.^

11. sinners to saints by @seoulscapes

Jimin x Reader - Spy!AU (Ongoing)

So, there’s actually one only part of this out so far, but that first part had me intrigued and genuinely wanting to read more ^_^ I really like the concept, and it’s written really well, even the action ^_^

12. the heir by @taegonia

Jimin x Reader (I am literal trash for this boy as you can see cx) - Mafia!AU (I’m not sure of the status of this one)

Looks like I found myself a new fanfic to binge read cx I really like how it’s written, I’ve only started reading this, but I’m already really liking it so I thought I should add it to this Fic Rec list ^_^


I will definitely be adding to this in the near future, but for now, please do check these out and support the writers! I know as a writer myself how gratifying it feels when someone leaves feedback on a story, so please do go read these, I assure you they’re good! ^_^

malec fics I’ll probably never write but someone definitely should and also tag me so I can read them:

inspired by this post by @otppurefuckingmagic

  • Alec Lightwood has a job interview that could change his future, finally help him free himself from his parents’ hold on his life. So, obviously, he is freaking out. What better way to relax than to go have a drink the night before? At least, that’s what Izzy and Jace say when they drag him to Pandemonium, the new club that opened a few blocks away. Alec might be prone to believe them after a while, especially when he finds himself on his way to have the night of his life with the hottest guy he’s ever seen a few hours later. Magnus - or Sex on Legs as Alec has decided to call him in his head - even is sweet enough to cook him breakfast the next morning before they part with each other’s number but the knowledge that neither of them was looking for anything more. They just don’t have time for a real relationship and they’ve made it clear. Alec is convinced he will never see him again. That is until he gets to his job interview and Magnus is sitting there with a grave expression, a suit that makes him look annoyingly appealing and a raging bruise on his neck.
  • Joining the New York Philharmonic orchestra has always been Alec’s dream and he made it come true through years of hard work and lost sleep. Now he finally has a chance to become First Chair, but a newcomer threatens to steal his well-deserved place as leader. Magnus Bane is a prodigy and if his technique is flawless, it is the passion that transpires from his every motion when he plays the violin that grabs anyone’s - and Alec’s - attention. Alec wants to hate him, he really does, but it doesn’t help that in addition to being so frustratingly talented, Magnus Bane is also sweet and patient and utterly charming. And he refuses to make the run for First Chair feel like the competition it actually is. Alec might be screwed.
  • Magnus and Alec babysitting Clary and Jace’s child, but the child has a huge crush on Magnus and spends the whole night pulling pranks on Alec whenever they start acting like the married couple they are. Alec loves the kid. He does, but he is slowly starting to lose his mind and if that little demon prevents him from kissing his husband one more time, he might lose it. Magnus just thinks it’s hilarious - and adorable - to have two children - one of them being a 6′2 shadowhunter - fighting for him.
  • Magnus is a Robin Hood-esque character and he particularly likes to steal from the Lightwood family.
  • A Beauty and the Beast AU with Magnus as Belle and Alec as the Beast. Also featuring Jace the candlestick, Izzy the clock, Maryse the teapot and Max the teacup. Luke, Magnus’ adoptive father, gets lost in the forest while trying to help a injured wolf he found on the road on his way back from the city and he comes across the Beast’s castle, and gets captured. After they learn the news, Magnus goes to the castle and offers to take Luke’s place, despite Luke’s objection… We all know how that story ends. Sebastian as Gaston? I guess?
  • Magnus goes to his favorite coffee shop and the place is crowded so he ends up sharing a table with a stranger who also turns out to be the epitome of Tall, Dark and Handsome. They start talking because Alec is reading a book by Magnus’ favorite writer, Gideon Archer, and Alec keeps dragging the guy and hating on his books and Magnus just can’t have that. They argue for hours about it and regularly meet afterwards to talk about literature and books, and after a few meetings, book talks turn into anything and everything talks. When Alec realizes he is in love with Magnus, it’s probably already too late to tell him that he is, in fact, Gideon Archer.
  • Izzy and Jace get Alec and his son Max a cruise for Christmas because he hasn’t taken a vacation for ages. On the ship, they meet Magnus and his son Raphael, who are on a well-deserved vacation themselves. Max and Raphael hit it off as soon as they meet and decide they will spend every minute possible together. If they use that time to make up an intricate plan to get their dads together, well… what they don’t know can’t hurt them.
  • Alec and Magnus are both professors at NYU but they work in different departments and have never stumbled into each other. That is until one evening, Alec sees a stranger standing under the pouring rain and offers to share his umbrella with him and walk him home. He just doesn’t want him to get sick. This has nothing to do with that guy being the hottest piece of ass he has ever seen. He’s just being a nice person.
  • The Proposal AU. (seriously, why hasn’t this been done yet?)
  • Victorian AU. I have no plot for this one but I need it like I need air.
things you should definitely 100% not think about when you think about philip shea (except do because philip shea is perfect and you should always think about him)

- Okay, first of all, don’t think about how Philip was literally almost shot and actually did literally beg for his life for a moment and allowed himself to be scared about that for approximately .5 seconds before sucking it up and remaining seemingly calm for pretty much the rest of the show (except for when he realized tommy and tracey were in danger. because philip shea cares about other people. but once they are gone, he accepts it quickly and moves on. that is philips’ like number one skill. accept and move on. don’t think about why that is).

- Don’t think about how he somehow got to the city in the middle of the night and then didn’t even risk going inside. Don’t think about how he just curled up on the couch outdoors as if this was a common, acceptable place for him to sleep and passed out, alone, after almost being killed.

- Don’t think about how he goes from saying “I’m done. can’t go back, can’t go back there” to accepting he can’t live with him mom again in approximately ten seconds. He doesn’t argue too much about it. Doesn’t beg or plead or threaten to run away. Just says “I know” and gives his mom cigarettes and then sits and comes out to her because she wants to hear nice things about him and to him, lukas liking him back enough to kiss him is a nice thing.

- Don’t think about how when given the opportunity, Philip will sit next to a man who has almost definitely abused him and just do nothing but pretend the guy likes him.

- Don’t think about his honest confusion when he asks “Why not” after Lukas says he didn’t have sex with Rose.

- Don’t think about how Philip is so calm and willing to do or be whatever the person he loves (read: his mom and Lukas) needs him to be. I mean, yes, he tells Lukas no that one time and calls him on his shit other times, but really, overall, the kid is willing to put himself on the line for those he cares about: “Had to be cool for my mom—I can be cool for you to.” “What do you want me to say? I’ll say whatever you want.” Ugh, he just—he tells Lukas not to drink the hand sanitizer but then three seconds later he does the same thing, no questions asked, because Lukas tells him to. Don’t even get me started on the whole Rose debacle.

- Lukas freaks out when Philip hands him a condom, Philip minimizes it and says “It’s okay. it’s okay, it’s fine” coaxes him back down and no more pressure to do anything. Philip tells Lukas he told his mom about them, Lukas says “There’s nothing to say” and Philip just nods quickly, “Okay.” Doesn’t argue. Doesn’t call Lukas on anything. Just says okay and then offers to take Lukas into the city cause he thinks that will help him.

- Philip won’t get Lukas drugs, but he will help Lukas look for things to sell when he asks and go with him to the pawn shop and wait outside while he does it.

- And, like, I’m not saying this to say Philip is a pushover or weak, he’s not- he’s just contained. All the time. He is the stable one. The calm one. He is careful not to push too much. He thinks of solutions and waits to see if they will actually be listened to but is very, very cautious with actually being assertive with his ideas/wants/needs. He is just so much more attuned to everyone else.

- Oh, ALSO, don’t think too much about how Philip overheard Gabe and Helen arguing about him and chose to step out and put himself in that line of fire anyway. He could have just hung back and waited a little. Or, fuck, run off until things cooled down. But Gabe was being yelled at and they were arguing and so he decided to step in. Cause Philip wants to keep everyone happy.

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Melted

AN: You should be warned…this fic is almost 6,000 words of Nessian. Most of that is smut. NSFW. This is the longest single fanfiction I have written on this site. This turned out to be so much more fun than I thought it was, and I totally ended up loving them and exploring who they are the dynamic between them. They are very new characters for me to be writing and I haven’t uite gotten the hang of them yet but…holy cow. This was fun. This was inspired by @blogtealdeal ’s post which you can find here. This is also dedicated to the other two thirds of the Night Court Queens, @illyriantremors and @kitashiwrites . Also, yes, you can have your virginity taken and feel no pain. Ask my roommate ;) Also this fic doesn’t 100% make sense with the timeline: just pretend. <3 And enjoy!

Nesta was thoroughly unimpressed.

First she’d been angry. Furious. Livid. Seeing Elain break down in the corner of the cabin they were essentially being held captive in had made her blood boil. Literally. The first time Elain had broken down and cried, Nesta had accidentally charred the edges of her own dress, the chiffon smoking beneath her fingertips.

Curse her Fae body.

Curse the Cauldron.

Curse the Mother for letting this happen to her. For letting this happen to Elain.

For letting this happen to Feyre.

A small part of her wanted to blame her youngest sister for all of this. A small voice in her head still whispered If she and her High Lord hadn’t come slinking around and used us to get to the mortal queens, none of this would have happened.

But with that voice spoke another in answer, one that she’d ignored for too long. One that she couldn’t ignore any longer.

If you’d taken some of the responsibility for feeding your younger sisters, Feyre would never have entered Prythian in the first place.

And now…now that she had to control her anger so she didn’t accidentally burn the place down, now that she and Elain were stuck in this melty, drippy world that promised spring, now that the terror of becoming Fae had worn off…

She was unimpressed.

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glowinjpg  asked:

hey! i absolutely love your fics & you've somehow managed to get me hooked on pansy/percy (you were the one who ignited my pansy love to begin with) any chance you could write some more drabbles about them? thank you!!

i meeeeeean maybe just consider:

  • percy’s been living in a decent sized studio on the upper west side since he’d taken his consulting job with the mayor’s office. the building’s nice–pretty, prewar, quiet, with a doorman and a laundry service and a clanging art deco elevator that actually works most of the time. 
  • it’s not glamorous, of course, but he does have a dishwasher, and coming home at the end of the day–hanging his keys on the specially-installed hook by the door, shedding his coat and rolling his sleeves up and rifling around the drawer in his kitchen for his carefully curated stack of takeout menus–it’s organized, and it’s pleasant, and it’s peaceful
  • his existence is peaceful.
  • until–
  • she moves in on a saturday, towards the tail-end of august. she has blunt-cut blonde hair, longer in the front than it is in the back, and eyes that are a vaguely mysterious shade of blue. cobalt, maybe. dark. secretive. her lipstick is a bright, bright, bright pink, and she’s wearing a soft-looking white v-neck, shorter in the front than it is in the back, high-waisted denim cutoffs and neon orange nail polish and a pair of buttery leather sandals with a complicated series of buckles crisscrossing her ankles. 
  • percy fully admits that he stares at her, appalled and aghast and–something else, probably–for a moment too long. 
  • “hey, big red, you’re kind of in the way,” the girl snaps at him, waving a half-empty pack of camels at the three burly guys behind her. they’re holding a green velvet chaise lounge, and percy is almost positive he’d caught the lilting strains of a badly suppressed southern accent when she’d spoken.
  • still, he takes an automatic step backwards, into his own doorway, and absently fiddles with his glasses. “sorry,” he says, because he has manners. “welcome to the building.”
  • she sneers–sarcastically–and then saunters into her apartment. the one directly next to his. god. they’re going to share a wall.
  • as it turns out, though, she’s not the worst neighbor in the world. no loud parties, no weird noises, no awkward elevator rides–she smokes sometimes, usually on the fire escape, but not often enough to really bother him. it’s new york. he smells far worse things if he just stands near a subway grate long enough on his way home.
  • but then it happens.
  • it’s a friday in mid-november, and the freezing rain has started to crystallize on the sidewalk and the budget hearings for the next fiscal year have started to fester like a bullet wound. he gets home, drops his keys, flings his coat onto the back of the couch, and rakes a frustrated hand through his hair. 
  • and then he smells it.
  • cigarette smoke.
  • it’s the last straw. it’s his breaking point. it’s the fucking glistening maraschino cherry on top of a day so shitty he doesn’t even want to go through the comments section of that morning’s wall street journal editorial. he’s outraged. he’s livid. he’s–
  • slamming his fist against her front door, once, and then twice, and then–
  • “jesus, is there a fire?” the girl demands, visibly bristling. “what do you want?”
  • she’s wearing yoga pants and some kind of oversized short-sleeved t-shirt that’s drooping down one shoulder. no socks. her toenails are painted the same color as her eyes–that weird, nameless blue. percy suddenly feels lightheaded.
  • “you–i can–would you mind smoking outside the building?” he blurts out.
  • “yes,” she replies, easily. immediately. “i’d mind. anything else?”
  • “i–seriously? i can smell it, it’s–repulsive, not to mention it’s going to kill you–”
  • “why don’t you let me worry about what’s going to kill me,” she says, cocking a neatly manicured brow. 
  • “i’m–what?”
  • “is that all you needed?” she practically simpers.
  • “no, you don’t–i have–i have asthma,” percy hears himself say, as if from very far away.
  • the girl narrows her eyes, reaching up to tousle her already-tousled bangs with a casual flick of her wrist. the rattling clink of her bracelets–tarnished bronze and gleaming gold bangles, an oddly clunky sterling silver charm bracelet nearly lost among the chaos–is over-loud in the relative silence of the hallway.
  • “do you really have asthma?” she asks, and there it is, that slow, entirely too elusive hint of a deep southern drawl that he’d thought he’d imagined after their first encounter. 
  • “no,” he admits, stiffly.
  • she snorts. “yeah, i figured. you’re a little too…” she gestures to his chest, his shoulders, his arms. “you know.”
  • he doesn’t know, of course, but he’s regularly wrong-footed enough around this girl to not particularly want to admit that to her. ever. “right. well. will you…stop, then? the smoking?”
  • she hums, like she’s really considering it, and then she smirks, a subtle quirk of her lips–a deep, shiny, glittering cranberry-red tonight–that leaves percy feeling…sucker-punched. uneasy. breathless. it’s all very confusing.
  • “yeah, i’ll stop,” she finally tells him, sounding amused. 
  • he blinks. “you’ll–wait, you will? why?”
  • her smile shifts, slightly, somehow turning both softer and slyer. “i have asthma,” she mimics, lowering her voice an octave. “didn’t think you had it in you, percy.”

you guys im SO hungover still but listen, there is only one way “elain uses the bond to manipulate lucien” goes

  • nobody asks her to do it. she’s just tired of feeling like she’s not contributing, tired of everyone treating her like she’s too delicate and sweet to do the kind of awful, ruthless work the rest of them do. 
  • and also it’s pretty clear that everyone’s feeling about lucien are mixed at best, so she tells herself–it’s okay, he’s probably not that good of a guy anyway, he’s the enemy, it’s okay, it’s okay–
  • her gut tells her otherwise, of course, but she talks herself into it.
  • she gets there and she’s all smiles and flirty arm touches and doe eyes
  • (and lucien… if he doesn’t see through it, he can tell something’s seriously wrong, but she’s here and she’s his mate so even if he’s wary as hell he’s still going to talk to her)
  • this lasts a maximum of twenty three minutes before Elain bursts into tears midsentence and she starts crying im sorry, i can’t do it, i’m sorry, you don’t deserve this, I just wanted to help feyre, i’m so sorry
  • like, guys, lucien is so sad and he has been hurt so many times. manipulating him is like kicking a puppy. I don’t think Elain would go through with it regardless because that’s just not her, but once she’s next to him, once she feels him through the bond and gets even the faintest idea of how much he’s already suffered, game over.
  • Lucien can’t find it in himself to be upset, or even disappointed, honestly. he wants to be hurt, should feel hurt, at the deception, but fuck, there’s so obviously not a malicious bone in her body that all he feels is pity and a sort of directionless anger–not towards elain, but towards the circumstances that made this poor sweet kid feel like she had to turn herself into a monster.
  • Lucien soothes her as best he can, assures her he’s not mad, that he understands. Elain keeps apologizing and can’t stop crying, and Lucien resorts to making dumb jokes to put her at ease.
  • Which just makes Elain cry harder, because he’s being so nice and sweet when she tried to do something awful to him, and–
  • Listen. it’s a mess. Lucien starts crying too a little bit. all the pent up emotions and anxieties about the bond and each other get released in ugly cry-laughter and then Elain gets the hiccups and her whole body convulses with each one and it’s the funniest thing lucien has ever seen in his life.
  • at long last it all works its way out of their system and they’re teary and wrung out, a strange and fragile comfort between them now
  • and elain, because her entire coming here was predicated on the lie that just spectacularly imploded, asks, “What do we do now?”
  • Lucien says, “I think we should be on the same team.”
  • “I’d like that.”
  • and from then on they are

Fics I will never write: 2/?

The Assassin and the Senator

In a time when anyone will do anything to get further, Armitage Hux is highly sought after; a sharpshooter with expert training, steel composure, and little conscious for others, he is one of the most deadly mercenaries in the galaxy. Preferring to remain covert, Hux works outside of distinction, keeping himself limited to underground circles, but when an unknown customer puts up 75 million for a job, Hux cannot refuse, and moves up to the political world where an illustrious senator by the name of Kylo Amidala becomes his next target. However, the assignment proves much more dangerous than Hux ever imagines when after infiltrating the ranks of his guard, the Senator himself takes a decidedly arousing interest in his would-be assassin, knowing much more than he lets on. As Hux is swept up in the enigma that is Kylo Amidala and the two grow closer, the stakes rise higher than ever before, making Hux question: when the time comes, will he be able to pull the trigger?