idk if i wrote well

bang pd nim more like min yoongi bs&t era 50 years later ((@ anyone who’s reblogging this i am nOt making fun of him cmon im going emo all over the tags;_;))

Feels/Scary things from the Heroes of Olympus
  • Percy: You have no idea what Tartarus did to me.
  • I've been burdened with power and responsibility I can't handle.
  • I've been through hell, darling, and I've seen to many people die.
  • Scars are from more than just knife fights.
  • Goddamn right you should be scared of me.
  • Annabeth: Don't you think you can get out of this
  • My life was hell from the moment I was born
  • The disgusting bastard child
  • And then I went through hell itself...
  • I've seen to much by now
  • I know what you're thinking.
  • It's going to be the death of you.
  • Leo: I could light up your world with destruction;
  • You don't know what I've been though.
  • I could destroy everything you love
  • And I could do it
  • WITH A SMILE ON MY FACE
  • BECAUSE YOU DID THE SAME TO ME
  • Jason: I'm not allowed to choose -
  • Stuck behind a title;
  • One of these days, it's going to make me snap...
  • And when that happens,
  • A lot of people are going to die.
  • Piper: Not after money, fame, attention, beauty, but I got it goddamn anyway.
  • Don't make me mad.
  • Love can kill.
  • And I can call myself Love.
  • Don't judge me by my appearances.
  • I can rip out your heart in more than one way.
  • Frank: Mad. It's mad.
  • I'm a living war. A million creatures.
  • I hope you can see what I'm planning.
  • There's no easy way out of a bear trap.
  • Hazel: I've breathed more than once -
  • Death is lonely.
  • Don't make me hurt you.
  • The weapon is inside me.
  • Death is my friend.
  • Oh god, I may look darling but I can truly drive you insane in the space of three seconds.
  • Nico: And if this was easy,
  • And the way was lit up,
  • I'd still have my scars, my experiences -
  • I want to kill you, so don't take to hiding.
  • There's no way you can hide in darkness when the darkness serves ME.
  • Reyna: No life is truly easy, but some are harder than others -
  • Get out your guns and try to shoot me.
  • You won't hit me.
  • I'm so full of bullets they've become my source of strength.
  • I am not who you think I am and I will never lose again.

when you wish upon a star,
makes no difference who you are…

nothing will happen.
the stars have bigger concerns
than an insignificant mortal
on a doomed planet.

do you honestly think
that the stars will pause
in the organization of the universe,
in the telling of stories eons old,
in the whispering of secrets you could not fathom,

to grant your silly little wish?
poor boy,
you have much to learn.

—  the stars do not care. | tm
GD x You - Skinny  dipping

Just a little something while me and Admin A are working on the rest of the request’s. 

Lol bc im trash ok… I can’t stop writing about GD:’) 

Warning: light smut

- Admin B


You and your best friends JiYong, Daesung, Seung-Hyun, Seungri and Taeyang decided to take a weekend away at your family’s cabin up on the mountain. They had been working so hard on their three new songs, so you figured they all could use a break.

You had all settled for the rooms, and you were sharing one with JiYong. You didn’t mind at all despite the fact that you had to share a bed because of all the other rooms, this was the master bedroom. Which included a double sized bed.

The night slowly creeped in, and none of you were even close to being tired. You discussed what to do, and eventually they came up with the idea of skinny dipping. You looked at them oddly. Hadn’t they noticed you were the only girl? Without discussing any further, you pretended to accept their proporsition. And you followed them out in the cold summer breeze down to the water that laid only a few meters from your cabin.

Most of them had already run naked into the water, while you sat on a tree trunk just a few meters ahead.

“Aren’t you coming?” JiYong asked. His towel was wrapped around his waist, and you scanned his bare body where the moonlight was shining, creating more perfect features. It was a bit different seeing him like this. But he looked quite good. He smiled at you, yet looked a bit curious to why you weren’t coming.

You shook your head. “Go ahead”

He chuckled. “Is it because we are guys?”

“Maybe” You bit your bottom lip and blushed a little.

“We can do it after them” He suggested.

“Won’t that be strange?”

“No one but us will know” He winked at you.

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Imagine Woozi trying his best to help you sleep better when he finds out that you haven’t been sleeping well lately.

PLEASE READ THIS:

So, I’ve liked kpop for a while now, and I love being a part of fandoms and connecting with other fans, but sometimes… People go a bit too far…

You know when one member decides to do a live stream? And they’re all excited and really happy to be talking with/to the fans, to give something back? And then suddenly, they look really upset and hurt when they see comments like: “where are the other members”, “where’s _____”, “can you bring out _____”, etc? You know how they try their best to not look hurt? Do you want to try to imagine what that feels like? 

Think about this: Imagine you’ve worked really hard, and there’s a group of people you care about, friends, family, s/o’s, and then when you go to talk to them, to spend time with them, they immediately ask for someone else. Can you imagine, can you even fathom how that feels? What would you do? What exactly would you do? Would you keep your composure in check and just laugh it off, or would you blow up? I mean, personally, I would get pissed… Especially if it kept happening over and over, and people kept asking for someone else, instead of me. 

It actually makes me livid that people do this, like… Why? It’s so frustrating to watch someone that WE CARE ABOUT hurt like that. And most of them try to brush it off, because they have a reputation and because they don’t want to hurt their fans– but I’ve seen certain idols snap. Mark from GOT7, Jin from BTS, those are just two examples. And Mark APOLOGIZED for yelling. He apologized to us. (THIS IS THE VIDEO) DO YOU EVEN UNDERSTAND HOW W R O N G THAT IS?! WHY IS HE APOLOGIZING?! THE BOY HAD EVERY RIGHT TO YELL (He said, “The other member’s aren’t here!” And sounded rather annoyed.) AND GET ANGRY! And then, there’s the people who don’t yell, who don’t get mad, but they just walk away. The most prominent situation that I remember was when J-Hope was doing that livestream and he left, leaving his phone with Jimin because fans kept asking for other members… He decided to do the livestream for us, and people didn’t appreciate him for that… 

It breaks my heart watching this kind of stuff happen. And I hope they know that they are loved with all of our hearts. I really hope they know that they’re appreciated. Because, they are some of the kindest, sweetest people that we obviously take for granted. 

Please, I don’t want to sound angry/mean/scornful/condescending but please, I am begging you: DO NOT ASK FOR ANOTHER MEMBER/MEMBERS WHEN SOMEONE IS CLEARLY DOING SOMETHING AND TRYING TO ENTERTAIN, US FANS. REMEMBER: THEY DON’T HAVE TO DO THAT FOR US, BUT THEY ARE. PLEASE DON’T MAKE THEM FEEL LIKE THEY’RE NOT IMPORTANT… PLEASE.

oparu  asked:

B! sharing a drink, captain dragon friendship. (do it!)

You sent this in ages ago and today I decided to shake loose some cobwebs and write it. Set in S4.  


In the gathering darkness Killian Jones walked with a lightness of step and smile on his face that he didn’t try to hide. Emma had proven once again that she was stronger than Rumplestilskin and his machinations and he couldn’t help the pride and relief he felt that she would be back the next day. As he turned toward the docks he was struck by the sight of Maleficent sitting on a bench and staring out to sea. He paused and wondered if the latest reformed villain would prefer company or solitude. As if sensing his presence, her head turned toward him. She raised an eyebrow and though it wasn’t quite an invitation he found himself drawn forward. 

Without a word he settled onto the bench next to her and looked out over the water. They didn’t speak for a long time but the silence was companionable. Killian pulled out his flask and took a sip before offering it to her. She looked askance. 

“Rum?” She asked.

“Aye.” 

“I don’t do rum.” 

Killian smirked. “Much like me it’s an acquired taste.” 

She shrugged and took the flask. She examined it for a moment and then took a long pull, before grimacing and handing it back. He chuckled.

“Tell me,” she said “Does it get easier, living in this strange realm?” 

“It does. Especially if you have someone you care about who belongs here to help ease the transition.” 

She nodded. “My daughter may not want to help me.” 

“Perhaps not. But I imagine Regina would be more than happy to help.” She gave a slight smile but then it morphed into a frown. “But I wouldn’t despair quite yet, darling. Your Lily knows that you didn’t abandon her, that she was stolen from you, and that will make all the difference in her feelings toward you.” 

“You think so?” 

“It did for Emma when she discovered the true reason she had grown up an orphan.” 

She nodded and then held her hand out for the flask and when she drank she didn’t grimace. 

EXO AT THE CLUB:

chanyeol: arrives like he owns the place screaming “LETS PARTYYY” knows everybody. even strangers are his bffs “SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS HEEYYY WHOOO” bounces around to the edm. dances with everybody. is the life of the party. does crazy dance moves looks like a semi dying chicken but still is amazing wow…is he…twerking??omg..hes dabbing…no… ppl leave a big space around him bcs hes flailing around. tries to do a backflip and nearly dies but he bounces back up bcs WHAT is the dj playing *pcy screaming* marches over there and takes control-everyone has to listen to his mixtape WHOOOO CHOGIWAAAAA!!!!

sehun: enters like a model on a catwalk lookin like he fuckin owns the place. elegantly slides over to a fancy sofa and sits with a perfect posture *where tf is everybody they abandoned me wow my hyungs r so evil* . all da gorgeous ladies with spectacular dresses n heels slide over to him *tries to deliver a pickup line like bbh told him* *chokes on drink* awkwardly looks at ppl. shy lil bean on the inside but a face of handsome elegance on the outside *yass im saved theres johnny* *struts over* “yo johnny rmember when suho called kris and screamed at hi-” jeonghan: WTF?  sehun:*fuckfuckfuckfcku shit run sehun run wheres suho i need a ride home*

baekhyun: looks absolutely fab. glitter suit and gucci shoes this boy went ALL out. amazing eyeliner wow. goes up to a random group of ppl and immediately becomes their friend. laughs and talks to everyone. starts a shots contest. drinks everything. tells funny stories and makes everyone laugh so much. crazy amazing dancing in center and he loves it. *sees hot person* *oohh they are so hot omg* *bites them* has the time of his life. SUPER LOUD SCREAMING never stops talking. does what he say make sense? no *jumps on the bar countertop* starts hitting those high notes “BABYY LOVE ME RIIGHTTT AAAHAAA WOOOHOOO” forgets hes bad at drinking “evveryybodyy les danc-” *collapses inside a potted plant mid sentence*

kyungsoo: only came bcs chanyeol threatened to tell neitzens abt his collection of penguin plushies. tried to strangle pcy in the car but it did not work. enters through back door so no one will notice him. wears all black. *why is everything so fking blurry* *shit i forgot my contacts* cant see anything. tries to walk through unnoticed *slams into something big* pcy:(booming voice) KSOO YOU CAME!!! *shit shit its pcy run for it* pcy: daNCe WiTH MeEE!! u GotTA KyUNgiEE!!!! *okay just go with it u cn run later* *tries to do the samba* gets bored after 0.02 seconds *karate chops pcy* *oh shit no…hes doubling over in pain…nono waht do i do…oh wait…that was just a dance move lol hes okay* slides away to a table in a corner. the edm music is too loud so he puts in his earphones. listens to some jazz and sips on a bright pink drink with an umbrella. relaxes and plots ways to tell everyone abt how pcy has a shrine to his lost ferret in his room.

suho: walks in with “walkin in the club” playing on his phone. made his manager hold a hair dryer to make his jacket and hair blow back. no one notices. I SHALL NOT GIVE UP. instantly finds the biggest group of ppl and tries to smoothly pick up a margarita. spills on a pretty girls dress “OMG i spilled on u bcs my love for u is overflowing…BAHAHA!!” awkward dad dancing. tries to dab. *OMG DUMB DUMB IS PLAYING* knows every single move “GOO red VelvET!!!” ends with a huge group of ppl semi drunk cracking dad jokes “and then sehun told me..hyung..oba-hajima!!! PAHAHA” everyone laughs at his jokes. he is the center of attention. suho is living this is his element. *YASSS they laughed i am the bessstttt”

lay: “hmmm what??” doesnt even realize where he is “why is it so loud baekkie said we were going to a bunny pet store” girl slides up to him and hands him some cocktails *whats this? i gotta drink it i have to be a gentleman i cant refuse*  “ladies please dont drink too much. its bad for ur health” ends up having like 20 drinks. winds up smashed in a corner talking with the janitor abt the meaning of life “ahjussi nooo trees r our friends” *drunk singing* “ohh baby baby babeeeeee ur my prettyyy ladieeee” girls walk by and say aww hes so cuuute! *outraged gasp* “CUUTTEE?!?!?!! i am not cute i am sexy man!!!” immediately gets up and staggers over to the dance floor *strips* *bites lips at everybody* *starts pole dancing and grinding against a mop*

jongin: pcy bribed him to come by saying he could play with thoven later. doesnt wanna be social. everyone cheers for him to come dance. nini cant say no so he KILLS it at the dance floor. sexy X 100. everyone wants a piece of him - except he doesnt really like places like this *why am i even here??* would honestly rather be reading at home. slips away to the corner of the bar. “hmmm lemme just try a shot” *gags* “aksjfaAHHH was that fish sauce? poison??coffee???”. munches on all the snacks. facetimes his puppies. “monggu bby go to bed its late <3″  some fireworks go off and - *jumps 20 feet into the air* “GAHHHH that startled me”  munches some more. hes sleepy now. dozes off on the bar counter 3 secs later. wakes up alone next morning. “??? where tf am i”

chen + xiumin: lets be real they would totally stay together. xiumin would try and dance for a while but he is 70 yrs old and needs to rest. his husband chen guides them over to a table in the balcony, they sip a fine 200 year old wine and watch whats going on: *gasp* what did sehun do to jeonghan this time all of seventeen are laughing…i know the trends have changed but i thought the chicken dance wasnt popular? why is pcy doing it omg??..is that..lay pole dancing?..hmm hes actually pretty good…oh look suho is trying to make him put his pants back on…why is jongin surrounded by so many empty snack bags in that corner….is baek supposed to be facedown in that plant over there…oh no hes throwing up.  eventually they leave the club and wander over to a nice park. they hold hands and have a lovely night time date. they are content

Things I (a long time ARMY) want to tell new/very recent BTS fans.

  • 97% of Bangtan Bombs have english subs if you search for them. Make sure you also watch the really old bombs and if you really love BTS, watch the Vlogs
  • That being said, PLEASE watch ALL of the members Logs. Even the less popular members Vlogs. You will learn SOOOOO much about the other, less popular members, and maybe even learn to appreciate them more. For instance, the log where J-Hope addressed his feelings about the mix tape and just in general, or Rap Monsters English log, where he addressed his feelings before and right after joining BTS, this one is in english too so that’s a bonus. Or one of Jin’s early birthday log, where he talked about the members and the fans, and you can see how clearly he loves them ok. He’s so precious okay.
  • Your first fav might not stay your ultimate fav okay. It’s okay to love all of the members, it’s okay to love one of the members more than the others, but appreciate them all and recognize that this whole group is precious.
  • if you’re new to kpop in general and BTS brought you onto the scene, BTS is not the only kpop group out there so please don’t get group elite and shun or act rudely towards fans of senior or even newer rookie groups for not liking BTS or agreeing that BTS is the best.
  • Also, if you’re new to Kpop and Korean culture: Hyung is what you would use to refer to a close individual who either is your brother, or you’re closely linked to them as if they are a brother. (they use this word a lot in bombs because it’s a vERy common title, so don’t be too confused by it. Also, it should be noted this is used to refer to OLDER boys, so Jungkook for instance, is no one’s hyung, because he’s the youngest, aka the Maknae) (also: a bias is your favorite member. Stan is what you would call supporting a group or being a rEALly big fan of the group so that you follow their music and want to keep up to date on them.)
  • Don’t comment rude things on any platform where the boys can read them. Also, voting for the boys during award weeks/months is not as difficult as it may seem, many of the voting platforms accommodate english speakers and have english options. Those that are Korean/Hangul only, there are plenty of tutorials that will teach you how to vote. follow them closely and it isn’t difficult, you can support the boys even as a foreign fan.
  • If you want to buy BTS merchandise it can get very expensive for foreign fans and/especially because they release a LOT of buyable content, so make sure that you pick and choose things carefully if you aren’t made out of money. Don’t be upset if there are things that you can’t buy. Lots of if not all of the content that they sell will probably be uploaded or at least copied or talked about online so you can at least keep up so you won’t feel left out.
    • That being said, if you do have the money and do become a really big BTS fan or a die hard ARMY, feel free to support the boys occasional, but if you are going to buy BTS merchandise, make sure it’s from a reputable seller, preferably one that will link back to the boys so that they can get the stats in PR? This is just optional though, in the end, supporting them is the goal even if it isn’t through use of money.
  • Jung Hoseok (J-Hope) (dance line + rap line) is more than a ray of sunshine 25/8, he is a multi dimensional human being with many sides so don’t say rude things to him because you assume that he’s an indestructible goofball who doesn’t care what people think or say…tbh he cares so much you probably have no idea. He is the main dancer and is the choreography leader. He loves ARMY’s and BTS, his family and dancing above most if not all things. Used to be a really famous dancer before he joined BTS. (he’s still a famous dancer guys ok) He tends to stay in the center front 3 positions, OR, at times, hidden in the back for some reason??????? only a little shade @ bighit for that tbh….
  • Jeon Jungkook is the ‘face’ of the group, he has the most positions within the group (vocal (ex)rapper line, dance line) and he is well known these days for being one of the most popular members, and for his freaking reality show appearances!!! He is NOT ultra super shy but he is rather introverted and he prefers alone time to large groups. He likes anime and is a super nerd, but he’s also super passionate about dancing and BTS, and he really loves ARMY’s. He tends to stay directly in the middle during performances, and when he’s missing (like if he’s sick for instance) you will definitely notice that he’s not in the formation.
  • Park Jimin (dance line, vocals) he hits the high notes more often then not, he’s often in the front 3 positions with the rest of the dance line, and he’s jokingly often referred to as the choreography blackhole on game shows because he gets nervous and goofs up the choreo… :”) His stage persona is very bold and sexy, he’s a flirt and he lifts his shirt up so much, but off stage he’s a slightly timid, caring, soft, cheesy goof who loves his boys and ARMY’s so much it’s wild. Don’t mistake his stage persona for his only persona. Also, this boy tries SO hard, and deserves appreciation for how hard he works…
  • Kim Namjoon (Rap Monster) is a pretty well known Rapper, (Rap Line & Leader) He’s got a great voice actually, he can sing pretty well, not just rap. He has a hand with producing the music (for instance he produced much of Young Forever, and he produced very much of the fan dedicated song I know with Jungkook accompanying him on vocals). He’s pretty well known, a good chunk of foreign fans find bts through his solo rap music and he’s almost always one of the most easily recognized and remembered BTS members. He’s pretty introverted and introspective, he’s a gentle giant who accidentally breaks things because he’s clumsy and doesn’t know his own strength and also worries about how dust might feel to be dust and be insignificant. He’s soft so please don’t ever be mean to him or disrespect him. He is a GREAT leader, the only one that would suit BTS.
  • Kim Seokjin (visual, vocals) is the oldest member of BTS and everyone always calls him mom, even the members. That’s because he takes care of them all in just about every way. He doesn’t get nearly as much love as he should, he’s consistently ranked the lowest in popularity poles, (not that people really seem to care about those, but it does back up the fact that he’s SO unappreciated) He isn’t the biggest fan of dancing, hes said that he dislikes dancing the most, however, he ALWAYS tries his hardest without even complaining, and he’s always able to keep up with the others/choreo. Also the way he treats ARMY’s is the BEST.
  • Min Yoongi (suga) (rap line) is recognizable in general for being the quiet ‘sleepy’ guy, which, is partially correct. He is pretty quiet and pretty sleepy, because he works SOOoo hard. He sticks tends to stick to the outside middle parts, not exactly the middle 3, but also not the ‘wings’ aka the outside 2 spots (which are where Rap mon and Jin stay~) and he’s a seriously good dancer tbh. Seriously, he may not be a part of the dance line but that boy can really hit the beats ok. Also he’s SOO passionate let me tell you what. He’s also very nice to fans, he always answers neutrally when they ask him what his type is during fan meets.
  • Kim Taehyung (v) (vocal, visual) This guy is really well known and super popular. I think he’s consistently ranked as the #1 most popular member in South Korea. He’s very popular with Foreign fans as well. He’s funny and passionate and he doesn’t hide his true nature or self very often. Please don’t call him Alien, he doesn’t like this. There’s more to him than just being the odd/airhead guy, so much more you don’t even know. He’s so clever he really is, and he works so hard and loves his group so much. He loves BTS and ARMY’s more than you can even imagine too, he’s SO passionate about bts tbh. Taehyung is president of ARMY’s fanclub because he’s BTS’s biggest fan.
  • The above is the basics now for some things you should go ahead and unlearn before you even pick them up or think them:
    • Jhope is NOT useless.
    • Jin is a vERY talented vocalist.
    • if you’re a writer who is new to BTS but wants to write fanfictions, please do NOT: write Yoongi as careless badboy asshole who just sleeps a lot. Don’t write Park Jimin as an over the top ultra daddy who will spank you for eating the last chip in the bag. Don’t write Hoseok as only a jack in the box sunshine character.
    • Please don’t fight among ourselves about which ships are the best.
    • You are not better than anyone else just because you stan a popular member. You also don’t have the right to feel superior because you avoid supporting popular members. In the end, it’s okay to love any of the boys, and preferred that you love ALL of the boys at least a little bit.
    • If you’re a minor please act like a minor: as in; don’t do disrespectful, lewd things directed @ or about the boys.
    • If you ever get to go to a meet and greet with them, please don’t crowd them too much or be too overzealous and wild.
    • Never forget that they’re real people, struggling, passionate artists who work practically day and night, almost all day every day, to do what they love, and to bring us a piece of themselves. Don’t ever think for one second that they don’t work their entire ass off and their pour their souls into this work. This is about more than whether they’re handsome or who is the handsomest, who has the most fans. tbh At the end of the day this is about the music and their connection to it, and the way it connects them to us.

Happy +  Bedroom/house/living quarters + romantic headcanon ficlet, Stucky:


More often than not, Bucky’ll go back to their apartment when Steve’s on a mission.

He feels closer to Steve there, he’d told him. Surrounded by all the Ikea furniture they’d picked together and Steve’s art hanging on the walls.

Living in the Tower has its perks, sure, but sometimes they just need this, a place that’s just theirs. The coziness and warmth that come with smaller, quieter rooms. A smoke on the fire escape and the familiarity of their old neighborhood. It still welcomes them there. Like a hug, Bucky’d said. And Steve gets it.

So when the mission’s finally over and Nat confirms that’s where Bucky is, he’s not surprised, just heads there as soon as they land. Debriefing, a shower… they all can wait.

For now, all he wants is to get home. To Bucky. To that place where the rest of the world can’t reach them, solid walls guarding them, allowing them the fantasy of a simple, boring, domestic life. Boring sounds heavenly right now.

It wasn’t a particularly difficult mission—no force on Earth would’ve been able to stop Bucky from coming along if it had been—, but complications had arisen, and so Steve finds himself dragging his feet down the hallway, bone tired and covered in grime and sweat and blood that’s—mostly—not his.

It’s late, and Bucky’s probably asleep, so he lets himself inside as quietly as he can manage, and all but collapses onto the couch. He hasn’t even gotten out of his suit, feels sticky and hot and uncomfortable in it, but he can’t bring himself to move for the life of him.

All things considered, the headache isn’t really that bad. Nothing like the skull-piercing ones he used to get before; he never gets those now. This one feels… like something weighing down on him. As if gravity was suddenly stronger, or the air a lot thicker around him. The body’s way of demanding that he rests for a little while.

And he has every intention to do so, except he’s at that point where you’ve gone just too long without catching a break, past that state where you’d be able to fall asleep as soon as you hit any remotely horizontal surface, and into too-exhausted-to-sleep mode.

So he just lies there on the couch, too tired to move or think, just hoping it won’t take him too long to go full circle, hoping for sleep to find him and make the headache go away. The room tries to help, to cradle him and let the peacefulness seep into his bones, but a good 30 minutes go by and he’s still just as exhausted, head aching just as much, and twice as uncomfortable.

And then he momentarily forgets about everything, because the bedroom door opens, and that means Bucky’s awake, and just that is enough to put a smile on his face.

The footsteps draw closer, then stop, and Steve doesn’t even have the energy to open his eyes, but he hears the foot-tapping, the scoff, can just picture Bucky’s expression, and his smile gets wider.

“You’re back,” Bucky says in an accusing tone. “I told you to wake me up.”

Steve feels better already. “Hi, Buck.”

“Too tired to drag your sorry ass to bed?”

In an incredible display of willpower, he manages to crack an eye open and turn his head to look at Bucky. He’s only wearing a pair of black briefs, metal arm glistening in what little light comes through the window, like something out of a dream. His hair’s a fucking mess, and Steve loves it.

“Sorry. Didn’t wanna wake ya,” he explains. Bucky rolls eyes at him. “And… yeah.”

“Yeah?”

“Tired. As fuck,” he moves, trying to get comfortable, and his body kindly reminds him of everything that hurts. A groan falls from his lips.

“Fuck, Steve, please tell me that’s not your blood,” and he says it in a way that, more than worried, sounds like he’s ready to hurt Steve even further if the answer happens to be yes. Steve smiles some more.

“Nah, ‘m alright. Just tired”

“Not hurt?”

“Headache, ‘s all,” he assures him. Then: “Fuck, you’re pretty.”

Because he can. Because it feels like home here, with Bucky standing at his feet, in a place they’d chosen together, and that’s something he’d stopped wishing for long ago. Because he’s too worn-out to have a filter anymore, and it’s true anyway.

Bucky snorts—but there’s a small blush creeping up there, Steve can see it even in this dim light—says: “Scoot over,” and gathers him in his arms. “Jesus, Rogers, you stink.”

But he wraps an arm around him anyway, let’s Steve rest his head on his chest, kisses his forehead. It must be terribly uncomfortable, to have Steve’s weight resting atop of him like this, still in his suit while Bucky’s practically naked, but he makes no mention of it.

Instead, he asks: “headache, huh?” and bring his metal arm up, rests it gently on his forehead, draws nonsensical patterns on Steve’s back with his other hand.

The relief is instantaneous. Steve lets out a long-drawn-out sigh, and moves just enough so he can give the cold metal a quick peck. Bucky might not feel it, but he still hums in appreciation, forever amazed that he can do any good with this arm at all. Steve’ll prove to him that he can for life if he has to.

“This helping?” Bucky asks. Still disbelieving. Still needing the reassurance. Steve kisses him again.

“Very much. Feels good, soothing. Thank you.”

And with that, with Bucky kissing the top of his head and their home keeping watch over them and Bucky’s rhythmic heartbeats acting like the world’s best sleeping spell, he finally dozes off.


Send me a symbol and a ship and I’ll write you a headcanon ficlet.

But dammit I still have nightmares about what it was like to be with you
I told you it hurt I was crying on the floor and you laughed
And now you show back up with that same smile and I feel like my insides are ripping apart
Do you not have any remorse for killing an innocent girl
Do you not even care that she always flenched when you reached for her
She said she was scared
Dammit she was scared
She tried to kill herself twice
A bottle of aspirin because the heart ache wouldn’t go away
She would rather been touched by death than by you
Choked Out

“This is my songggg!” I squealed to who ever heard me as Once Dance started blaring. Wasting no time, I pulled Justin from whatever conversation he was engaged in to give him a love drunk kiss. He laughed against my lips until I pulled away and started dancing against him.

We were currently on the stage of the VIP section of some random club in Houston with the rest of the tour crew. Not minding who was potentially watching or recording our actions, I swayed my hips and shook my wild curls to the beat of the song. Justin, enjoying me dance against him, laughed as he held one hand on fabric cover hip and used his other hand to pull up my skirt a bit. Smiling at the attention he gave me I took another sip of my margarita before bending over to change the angle of my dance.

“Get it in, Biebs!” Khalil called at us upon noticing how care free we both were. Before arriving at the club, after Justin’s concert we spent an hour in our hotel room smoking weed as we got ready for the Texas nightlife. Still feeling buzzed on the drugs and the alcohol I was drinking I didn’t have a care in the world. I was here dancing with my man and that was all that mattered. All too soon the song ended causing me to lean back up again with a pout on my face.

“Smile babe,” Justin whispered in my ear as he grabbed my as making me giggle.

“Do you want me to get you another drink?” I asked, looking up at my boyfriend with fluttering eyes. He was out of a drink and I wanted him to feel as good as I was feeling. He nodded down at me before pulling me into him again my the grip of my ass and kissing me. I moaned at the feeling of his tongue drag across my lips as the kiss became more heated.

“Sorry y'all,” some guy said to us as he fell into Justin and I’s connected bodies making the kiss break. I excepted his apology and pecked Justin’s once more before disappearing into the crowd to get to the bar.

While waiting for the bartender to make the drinks, I looked back at the stage to see Justin and Post having an animated conversation with rough housing to punctuate their statements. I couldn’t stop laughing as I watched post tug on one of Justin’s nasty ass grinch fingers. And in retaliation Justin pulled at a nappy beaded cornrow.

Wanting to know if the bartender was even making my order yet, I turned back to the bar to see if they were about to hand me my drink which, they weren’t. Frowning I turned back towards the stage and skimmed the people that were still up there. It took a moment for my hazy eyes to realize that post hand his hand around Justin’s neck and was yelling something at him.

“What the fuck!?” I screamed as I plowed my way through the crowd to get to my boyfriend. “Get your fucking hands off on!” I screamed as crawled onto the stage and tried to push Post’s firm body away from Justin.

“I’m not going to be fucking disrespected,” Post yelled in Justin’s face.

“I was fucking playing let go of me!”  Justin hit Post’s arm off of him body.

“What the fucks yall’s problem!?” I screamed as I stepped between them to prevent something from really happening. The both glared at each other but said nothing making me roll my eyes.

“Come on let’s go cool off,” I grabbed Justin’s hand and pulled him to the slightly quieter hallway that led to the bathroom. Justin refused to make eye contact with me but held his jaw and fist clenched.

“Tell me what happened,” I grabbed Justin’s hand and held it between my own.

“We were fooling around and said something about you so I hit him with the end of my cigarette and then we started going off on each other,” He bit the thumb nail of the hand I wasn’t holding.

“So you were trying to fight your opening act because of some drunk comment he made about me? Justin,I don’t care what he said and you shouldn’t either because you two were obviously playing around. You two are going to fix the situation because this about both friendship and business. Don’t fuck it up for stupid shit,” I scolded him.

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“Look man, I’m sorry for putting my cigarette out of you,” Justin apologizes the next afternoon in his dressing room once we arrived in Dallas.

“Nah bro, I was out of line. I shouldn’t have talked about your girl the way that I did and I shouldn’t have tried to choke you out,” Post hummed.

“We’re good fam,” Justin smiled.  

“Awww friends again!” I held up my hands in celebration. They both rolled their eyes before shaking hands again and dabbing each other up.

“No let’s commend this moment,” I called, holding up my phone to take a picture to prove they weren’t beefing anymore.

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just a random thing i felt like writing :)

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Fake Text / Blurb AU:

Justin’s house is dark and quiet as Y/N walks in. All the lights are off as she silently call his name hoping to hear a response but she’s met with silence. Y/N journey’s through the massive home finding Justin’s hat on the kitchen counter to see that the door to the patio is wide open.
She sees a figure sitting hunched over at the edge of the patio staring into the beautiful California valleys his legs dangling off of the ledge. Justin had taken the fencing off because he liked jumping into the pool from there when the really hot summer days hit and it also happens to have the best view of LA from his home. The wind tousled his hair, the sun was gone leaving the usually hot LA a bit chilly. He had changed out of his dance clothes into a pair of sweats and a white tee his face in his hands still unaware of Y/N’s presence.
“Baby,” Y/N murmured as Justin looked up and then patted the seat next to him. Y/N sat down pulling him close, his head resting on her chest.
She held him like that for a while just stroking his hand while he stared at the sky occasionally parting his lips to speak only to close them and sigh.
“I don’t understand why I couldn’t keep it together up there,” He finally whispered complete frustration laced into his words.
“Jay, you’re human, you don’t have to keep it together all the time,”
“But why did it have to be in front of all those people. It was all good in rehearsals but once I got on that stage I fucked it all up,”
“Baby what do you mean? You did awesome!”
“No Y/N I was out of breath I missed words-”
“Justin, did you not see their reaction? Honey you got a standing ovation! They loved it. All of it,” Y/N gave Justin a soft smile hoping to get through to him.
“Listen, baby, you haven’t been on stage in over two and a half years it’s bound to be overwhelming okay? No one expects you to be perfect alright? And crying is a completely normal reaction,” Justin nodded but the crease in his forehead still didn’t cease.
“Stop criticizing and beating yourself up about it Jay, it was great. You did an outstanding job. All your fans including myself couldn’t be any more proud of you right now,” at the sound of those words he looked up at Y/N a small smile tugging at his lips. She kissed them softly and stroked his cheek.
“Now come on its cold out here,” she grabbed Justin by the arm and pulled him inside making her way to the living room while grabbing some blankets on the way.
“I’ll make some hot chocolate and you choose the movie deal?” He nodded while Y/N disappeared into the kitchen. Moments later they both sat in each other’s arms drinking hot chocolate while watching multiple comedies his head laid on her chest, occasionally Y/N would lean over to attack Justin with kisses. Ending the night with both dozed off in each other’s arms their legs tangled up in the blankets the previous worries forgotten in hopes of a better day tomorrow.

•¨☁ . VOICEMAIL 001, 9:30pm

adrianna amari / to one you haven’t spoken to

•﹡¨¸☁ . –       soft fingers filled with BITTERNESS idly tap at her phone, the endless list of names through her contacts until she stumbles by one that would always bring a morose pang of harshness to her clouded soul, adrianna amari. her only sister and one that she wished wasn’t. nothing but acidity filled her veins as she feels every word that she had cursed her sister with seep through her consciousness. the amari family was riddled with corruption following the passing of their patriarch & with an electric rage, the sandy-haired girl distanced herself from the duplicity that engulfed her family. her breath hitching into her throat, it took everything in her to IGNORE her sister’s missed calls, to sourly erase her texts. sullen memories cradle her hazy consciousness, as once again, she feels the remorse from her harrowing clash with her so-called sister. the blonde had an everlasting crusade against ever meeting her sister face-to-face again. to reconnect with her similar blue hues and to let her eyes dance against her similar blonde tendrils. to feel the inferiority that came along with being inches shorter than her, but yet – her fingers drew themselves towards the name in her contacts, as the bland ramblings of the automated voicemail tone hums in the back of her mind.

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“Awake ye muses nine, sing me a strain divine.”

[Fic][Drabble/Prompt Challenge] Mangetsu

Title: Mangetsu
Prompt: Transformation
Pairing: Jikook
Genre: Supernatural, Hurt/Comfort
Word Count: 1314
Note: Still working on the creepypasta stuff. Here’s other Halloween-y stuff in the meantime.

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I had a game a little while ago on Dorado where someone on the enemy team wrote “do you guys like my new skin?” in the match chat. I assumed he was talking to his own team but I was already at the attacking spawn door waving hello and emoting so I thought, “might as well” and wrote back, “Idk lemme see it”

Turns out this player was a Genji with the Young Sparrow skin. I told him I loved it.

Somehow me, my team’s Hanzo, and this enemy Genji got separated from the rest of the match. Genji and Hanzo were trying to kill each other as I healed Hanzo (I was Mercy), but then it occurred to me that if I kept on healing Hanzo, he’d kill Genji. I stopped healing Hanzo, Genji killed him, I waved hello, Genji said hello back, and we went back to the match together as friends.

I feel really bad for that poor Hanzo that I totally let die but I couldn’t let him kill his brother a second time, that Genji was my friend and that Hanzo never once said hi to me.

Haven’t been very active on here… sorry you lot, but my life has been terribly hectic, the rhythm and pressure are infernal… don’t hesitate shooting me ask though! I promise I’ll reply :)

Concerning what has been going on in the news recently, let me just say that I really hoped 2017 would be better and make up for 2016 - guess what, it didn’t start very well.

I just want to say that your gender, nationality, faith, sexual orientation/preference, skin colour, weight, social “status”, mother tongue, etc. are NOT factors to determining how “good” of a human being you are… you are so damn worthy, please remember that. You are absolutely gorgeous because you are YOU. 

To the people fearing and enduring discrimination of any kind, you are heroes to me. 

I choose not to talk too much about my personal life but believe me, I know that it isn’t always easy. Or ever easy. We have to make it through. By living and waking up and smiling and listening to each other, by doing what we know is right and striving to achieve our goals, however big or small they may seem. 

Love you so very much

Your bubbling, overworked Fizzy xx