idek what i was trying to do with this

okay but guys renjun is like the leader of the mark protection squad , like man’s always there to intercept the kids when they try teasing him , do u remember in the nct life news where jisung n chenle were whining at mark about him not watching n my man huang renjun was like “because he’s busy” i was like yes renjun protect the child mark lee

a concept: Victor usually wakes up first in the mornings. So when Yuuri wakes to find Victor cuddled against him, breathing slowly and steadily, it’s a pleasant surprise. He brushes his fingers through Victor’s hair and Victor instinctively moves closer to him, gravitating towards Yuuri’s touch whether conscious or unconscious.

They have to leave soon, so regretfully Yuuri whispers to him in Japanese, trying to wake him. Victor hums, still asleep, and tangles a leg in between both of Yuuri’s. Yuuri kisses his forehead and his chest aches with unconditional love that could reverse the turn of the Earth, that could part the ocean, that could put out the embers of the sun. Five more minutes won’t hurt anyone.

Get Dan Smith a new belt 2k17

Okay so Dan’s trousers constantly seem to be halfway down his legs; this shitty old belt clearly isn’t cutting it

I mean look at this boy what is this??

This can’t be comfortable??

Okay this belt isn’t even trying

Come on Daniel you’re not even jumping here

I mean this belt just clearly isn’t doing it’s job

Seeing as this smol child doesn’t seem to be able to find a functioning belt, I think maybe it’s time we take matters into our own hands and find him one that does it’s job correctly.

Never mind WWCOMMS survival packs, time to start buying Daniel Campbell Smith some new belts.

haha do you think that in the car/spaceship ride over to that place where the “president” was being held the arrow/flash gang started trying to relive a bit of tension and talk about if there was one day they could visit (key word visit) anywhere they wanted, when/where would it be?  And the Legends talked about some of the things they’ve seen (like Martin Stein geeking out about the Einsteins) and Kara’s just so quiet and listen Kara’s a horrible liar but this isn’t lying–this is going invisible, and for the past decade this is what kara perfected, and maybe only Sara noticed but then they get to the battle and shit happens and then after everything goes down, after they defeat the aliens and they go out to celebrate.

And Sara trails behind and asks so Supergirl, you never said, where would you go? And Kara gives just the saddest smile she’s ever seen and tells her she’d see her family one last time, see her planet in its prime. And that’s when Sara finds out about what brought Kara to Earth because all Barry said was there was an alien with superpowers who was nice (they were clearly surprised that kara looked human, that she could fly, and had heat vision and all her other powers. Barry probably only said that she was r strong and almost as fast as him), and neglected to give any other details and oh no Sara’s falling hard because this girl is so cute and adorable and kind and listen. Sara knows Oliver McBroodyface. And yet this girl has lost so much is still so optimistic and bright???? Poor Sara, she’s just struck bi the gay (see what I did there)

You guys, I love them so much I’m unstable about it like idek what to do rn

Like, he fucking BURSTS THROUGH THOSE CURTAINS OK? JUST LIKE FUCK THESE CURTAINS! WHERE’S MY SWAN?

AND LIKE, she’s like THIS. AND THIS is what he sees, her on the floor, her eyes shut, trying to grab back control and she keeps swaying in place and like UGH

LOOK AT THAT CONCERN AND TELL ME HE DOESN’T LOVE HER. 

LITERALLY CATCHING HER WHEN SHE FALLS. LITERALLY.

And like fuck, this is the moment that kills me though? LIKE, she falls again, looses her footing, her head bending low

AND HE CHASES HER EYES, LIKE HE NEEDS TO LOOK HER IN THE EYE TO MAKE SURE SHE’S OK. HE’S ALL BENDING AND SCOOTING CLOSER SO HE CAN DO IT AND THE CONCERNNNNN

I AM MELTING

THE FUCK IS THIS.

I AM SO MAD.

The Soulmate Series: Heechul

This is an incredibly lame oneshot, but yeah, It’s two AM over here, and I’m procrastinating by writing instead of paying atention to  the pile of antropology notes I should be reading. Let me know if you like it and I’ll do another one! DISCLAIMER: Since this has not been proof read and my brain is currently fried, there might be mistakes. Sorry ‘bout that. (Heechul is getting the first one because he’s Heechul and I love him, Nuff said.)

Originally posted by parkjngsoo

You stared at your face in the mirror, trying to will the big cut on your cheek, right under your eye to disappear. You pouted and sighed for the tenth time in ten minutes. You were going to have to go to school looking like that, since you couldn’t use makeup to cover it, it was far too big and puffy to hide it.

“Stupid soulmate, what did you do to injure yourself like this?” you muttered under your breathe. You wouldn’t be able to get an answer any time soon, but you hoped he was okay.

——————–

Heechul was laying down on a couch backstage when the rest of them poured in.

“Are you okay, hyung? What happened?” Siwon asked, instantly going to him.

“Ledboardhurtlikeabitch.” Heechul said, trying not to move his face too much, since that only made the cut hurt worse. Siwon looked to the manager to try and get an answer.

“Someone threw a LED board at Heechul’s face. Luckily, it hit right under his eye. It could’ve been really bad if it hit two centimetres up.” The manager explained, and Heechul pointed a finger in his direction, as if to say that was it.

“M’soulmate’s going to hate me” He breathed out, and Kyuhyun snorted.

“She already went through a fractured leg and a metal rod, hyung, this is a walk in the park for her”

Heechul rolled his eyes, and moaned out loud when it made his cheek throb.

——————–

He instantly knew something wasn’t right the second he woke up gasping for air. Leeteuk instantly woke up as well, hearing the pained scream Heechul emitted, and flew to his side.

“What is it, Chul, what’s wrong?” He asked desperately as he grabbed the phone to call the manager.

“Soulmate, hurt” Heechul gasped. “Can’t breathe” He grabbed his throat, feeling more and more lightheaded.

He could faintly hear Leeteuk desperately talking to someone on the phone, trying to get help, but the only thing he could do is try to get air into his lungs, not that it was working, and worry about his soulmate. Was she okay? Why couldn’t she breathe? Why wasn’t anyone helping her breathe?

Multiple hurried steps and loud, frantic voices could be heard, he thought he could recognise Kangin and Kyuhyun, and maybe Yesung, or was that Ryeowook? He couldn’t really tell, too far gone, too little oxygen making it to his lungs.

Suddenly, he grasped the right side of his face, still trying to breathe, as a sharp pain erupted all over it. Someone was trying to pry his hands away from his face, and he allowed them to, his strength starting to abandon him.

And then, as abruptly as it had begun, he suddenly could breathe again, and he did so in shaky gasps, trying to breathe in all the oxygen he could, face stinging and lungs burning.

“Heechul! Heechul, are you alright?” When he could finally breathe at a somewhat normal pace, and wasn’t feeling as lightheaded as before, he opened his eyes and angled his face a little to the side, finding Leeteuk’s worried face staring back, and he could see a teary-eyed Ryeowook standing behind him.

“Soulmate couldn’t breathe, something’s wrong with her.” He whispered, throat still burning from the effort and the swell that was slowly going away. “My face hurts”

“You have a really, really big bruise on your cheek.” Kangin said, as he and the manager helped him up, and back in the bed. “It’s getting a really ugly shade of purple, I bet it’s going to hurt like a bitch when you wake up tomorrow.”

—————-

You were making your way down the hotel hallway. Your parents had left on an excursion, but you didn’t feel like getting stared at because of the huge bruise on the side of your face. You contemplated what to do, not wanting to spend the afternoon locked inside your room, finally deciding to go to the roof.

You sat on the roof for hours, humming a random melody and staring at the clouds as they made their way through the sunny sky, but turned around when you heard the roof door open, jumping a little from the shock.

“Sorry, I didn’t know there was someone up here already” a male voice said, and you turned around to find a tall stranger wearing sunglasses and a surgical mask standing there, frozen.

“It’s okay, I should be leaving anyway” You smiled a little, careful of your bruise, and got up. You were passing next to him when he grabbed your wrist.

“Are you okay now?” He asked.

“I’m sorry, what?” You asked, puzzled.

“You couldn’t breathe last night. Are you okay now?” He said softly, your eyes widening as you suddenly understood, turning to face him, watching as he removed his mask and sunglasses, revealing an extremely handsome face that had a bruise that looked an exact copy of yours.

You stood there frozen as he stepped closer to you, softly grabbing your face.

“You look beautiful even with that ugly bruise. Are you okay now?” He caressed the skin of your cheek, and your heart jumped.

“Yes.” You hesitantly brought a hand to his face and caressed the soft skin as well.

Then he suddenly hugged you, tightly, warmly and lovingly, sighing.

“What happened?” He whispered in your ear, his breathe making you tremble.

“Anaphylactic shock. I’m allergic to cinnamon. Fainted and hit my face on the table. My dad found my epipen and everything’s okay now.” You simply explained.

“I’m so glad you’re okay. My beautiful soulmate.”

-Admin Narwhal

There’s a time when they were in college, just moved out into their own apartment, when Tooru tried to act sexy and seduce Iwaizumi.

It didn’t work, mostly because Iwaizumi was confused at what Oikawa was trying to do for a good five minutes until he had to laugh at the realization. He took Oikawa’s hand and tugged him close, looking up at him as he brushed his thumb against the back of that hand. Oikawa’s face was scrunched into a pout, decidedly looking to the side, as Iwaizumi asked, “Was that supposed to be sexy?”

A flush seeped through the pale skin along Oikawa’s neck, and Iwaizumi warmed to the idea that he was too embarrassed to retort.

Iwaizumi stood from the couch, wounding an arm to the small of Oikawa’s back, and leaned in until his breath brushed against his neck. He whispered, “Let me teach you ‘sexy’.”

He nipped right under Oikawa’s jaw and jerked him close, pressing their bodies together and sliding another hand down the outline of Oikawa’s body. He felt him still against him and smiled, a hint of a smirk in those curled lips. Iwaizumi spun them around to dump Oikawa into his seat and leafed his fingers through that soft, soft hair. “Watch me,” he said, a challenge in his voice and a quick flick of his chin, and stripped off his shirt from the bottom up.

[Then Tooru was seduced and frustrated and angry and so turned on.]

After that, Iwaizumi picked up a habit of whispering, “You’re sexy,” into Oikawa’s ear at times. It wasn’t that Oikawa wasn’t sexy at that time; it just wasn’t Iwaizumi’s “Tooru-sexy”. Because “Tooru-sexy” was when Oikawa’s sleepily cooking breakfast in just his boxers and a loose T-shirt, and Iwaizumi can go up and hug him from behind to whisper into his ear just how disastrous his hair looks.

“Tooru-sexy” was when Oikawa’s just gotten out of the shower when Iwaizumi comes home, sitting at the couch with some trivial TV show flickering across the screen as he unconsciously nursed at his lips, the warm scent of soap floating in the room.

“Tooru-sexy” was when Oikawa’s tired from a day of work, said, “I’m home,” softly and didn’t even hear Iwaizumi welcome him back, because all he wanted was to hop in the shower and feel clean again.

Tooru doesn’t believe him when he tells him, and Iwaizumi isn’t about to argue with him on it any time soon, because it’s also sexy when he scrunches his face, eyes in slits because he’s pouting but wants it to be a glare, and just asking for Iwaizumi to tease him more.

Imagine Milah and Daniel the stable boy hanging out in the afterlife and having tea and rum and popcorn while shouting at Killian and Regina to get their act together

“Look at least yours turned his ship around and he’s trying to be better, mine’s still crying about how it’s everyone else’s fault”

“Oh don’t even start, at least you only have the one, have you seen what Rumple’s been doing lately?”

“Hmm yeah fair poi—NO REGINA DO NOT SNARK AT THE NICE ARCHER MAN damn that woman is exhausting”

“Oh look Killian’s got himself tied up again, why am I not surprised”

“I’ve been meaning to ask about that… is that like, a thing for him?”

“You’d think so, right? But no, he really is THAT good at annoying the wrong people. Man doesn’t know when to quit. Straight through the stop sign and off the cliff, every time.”

“Sounds familiar.”

“It’s probably going to get even more familiar, because they’re not stopping anytime soon.”

“Hmm. … More rum?”

“More rum.”

anonymous asked:

Hi guys! So I was talking to my younger sister recently, and I was trying to convince her that fanfic is awesome. She'd read anything I link her to, but I don't know what I SHOULD link her to. She's 13, and I'm trying not to traumatize her. I mean, obviously she watches the show so there's a baseline of what she's been exposed to. Idek what genre to start with. I looked through the teen tag, but content varies. Do you have any recs? Thanks!

There are are a lot of fics that we have recommended for those new to fanfic so be sure to check out our New to Fanfiction Guide and New to Destiel Guide. We also created a post listing fics we would suggest to Misha to show that fanfic is not just porn - though we do enjoy our porn! 

Below are a few fics pulled from our T and M rated tags that we thought would be great to suggest to your 13 yr old sister (Ratings explained here).  Remember, some of the fics we read are written by people not that much older than your sister! We also added a few darker fics that are M rated and a couple NC17 that we thought were thematically appropriate. Be sure to note the ratings and of course use your discretion! Direct link to T rated fic tag.
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Canon (SU) and Supernatural AUs

High School AUs (There are a lot more HS fics out there, but we don’t read that many and the most of the ones we have read are M or NC17)

Fluff/Rom Com/Adventure (Note the M rated fics in this group!)

Darker Themes including Suicide, Homophobia and Bullying

NC-17 (limited scenes within a broader narrative)

Oh Screw It - You know she is going to find the really porny stuff eventually, if you are so inclined, start her off with the good stuff: A Distant Mirror!

몰래 듣지 마요 Don't Listen In Secret (cover) mixed version
몰래 듣지 마요 Don't Listen In Secret (cover) mixed version

so i did this thing, basically forcing adding my voice into the song. i recorded most part of the song and also the harmonies.  idek what to call it, a cover? a duet? a remix? but yeah. i just thought it’d be interesting do try something different.  so give it a listen if you want and let me know what you think about this :)