im here to ruin your night

so i’ve been making monthly fic recs for a full year now! that’s so insane to think about honestly. thanks for all the support! my first monthly fic rec was for april 2016 and it had 10 fics on it. now they have upwards of almost 30 fics. that’s character development. anyway…

here are a bunch of fics I’ve enjoyed and loved reading throughout the month of march. I recommend that you read these great fics in april, if you haven’t already. 

(all fics with a star are my favorites and if there are two stars then it was a favorite favorite)

1. Perfect Storm (80k)*

What do you do when your best friend asks you and your (now) ex to be the best men at his destination wedding? You can either tell him the truth, tell him you’re not together anymore, and deal with the consequences, or you can pretend you’re still together and roll with it, just pray you don’t spiral. Fake it ‘til you make it. You know, for the sake of the wedding.

Harry and Louis choose the latter.

2. The Night Sky is Changing Overhead (124k)**

Harry is a tattoo artist, Louis is a drama professor, and they meet during an argument at a café.

3. All I Wish Not to Remember (71k)**

What happens when all you had, all you loved, all you held dear is viciously ripped away from you? When your inner core, once filled with love and hope and light, blackens to raw, dark hatred?

What happens when your soul is hopelessly consumed and no matter how hard you try, no matter how hard you attempt to shake yourself out, to rid your tormented mind of the opaque feelings that plague you, all you can see, all you can feel, all you can want is…


A modern adaption of The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas. A tragic tale of timeless undying love, merciless revenge, and selfless sacrifice.

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Because of you

Love songs are ruined, the films are lies to create fairytales of a love that doesn’t exist. I no longer want to love; I no longer want to be apart of anyone’s world. I want to use your love and show how it feels to be broken; how it feels to have a cold heart.
I’ll make you fall; I’ll stay for awhile and runaway like no tomorrow,
you’ll be wondering where i’ve gone; but Im no longer here for you.  
I’m a wasted space looking for a hand to hold, looking for the love that will get me through the night.
I no longer want to give my heart away, no one deserves it.
From my experience, I see why people never let other’s in; One wrong taste of affection and you think they’re the one.
One taste of happiness, afterwards, all you see is grey once they leave and you’ll get use to the feeling of being abandoned.
Love is nothing but a meaningless word; a word that everyone strives to find, but can never survive.
My heart is closed and weaker than before.
you’re just another face on the street;
don’t get too close, you don’t know what I’m capable of.
My intentions aren’t pure as they once were.
I’m everything I never wanted to be, but you made me this way,
you didn’t care enough and made the mess of a fragile heart.
I’ll smile at those who have fallen, but the game i’ll play will have them pleading.
I’m not responsible for anyone’s heart, the damage will be done because I ruin everything I touch.
I despise love as it does to me,
I’m another face in the street with the heart of coal.

—- Topaz P.

//or maybe I’m afraid to love again//

I'll Never Leave//Kellin Quinn Oneshot

Hiiiiii. So this is cool, here’s my first imagine/oneshot! Leave comments, shoot me some asks with new prompts, I’ll try to do them all! 


It’s official: you had to catch up on laundry. You had run out of clean underwear. You haven’t washed any of your clothes for at least two weeks, so laundry day was a long time overdue. You had found you hadn’t really felt like doing anything lately, you’d rather be sleeping, or on tumblr.

 Your outfit consisted of an oversize bleach-stained t shirt you got from who knows where, along with some booty shorts that were nearly too small. But you couldn’t throw them away, because they’re clothes. And you’re too lazy to go through your clothes anyways to get rid of the ones you don’t or shouldn’t wear anymore. So you were standing by the counter in the kitchen folding laundry. You were even too lazy to haul the basket all the way to your room, which was too messy to even find space to fold them and put them. 

Kellin had come over even though you told him you’d be busy, just to keep you company, since you guys hadn’t hung out in awhile. And also to help you out if you got over your stubbornness and asked him, but of course you hadn’t. 

 "Babe?“ you hear Kellin call from his spot in the living room, which was connected to the kitchen. 

 "Yeah?” you answer, walking into the living room. He looked so cute, slouched over on the couch watching the TV. His hair was bushy; he was in a shirt that fit him perfectly along with the usual black skinny jeans. You lightly thought about how he was too good for you. He smiles at you sweetly, and you can’t help but give him a small smile back. 

 "Can you grab me so—" he starts, but his voice falters as his eyes scan over your shorts. 

 "Grab what? Whats up?“ 

 "C'mere,” he says softly, sitting up and holding out his arm, motioning for you to come to him. You walk over and stand in front of him, confused. As you stare down at him, he scowls and reaches out to loop a hand around the back of your knee, as if to hold you in place. Before you notice what he’s doing, Kellin uses his other hand to pull up your shorts, revealing more of your thigh, as well as a web of cuts. 

 You suck in a breath and look away, thinking shitshitshitshit. You had sworn they had healed by now, and that your shorts were at least long enough to cover them. 

 "Wh… Why?“ Kellin asks, his voice cracking. 

 "Im sorry,” you whisper, afraid to use your voice. He wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you against his chest. 

“Why do you do this to yourself? Don’t you know how beautiful your body is? Don’t you know that I’m here for you?" 

 "I’m sorry,” you tell him again, unsure what to say. You had been angry, depressed, and a little drunk. Telling yourself that you had just had a bad day had gotten old; you’ve been having a lot of those lately. Kellin was out, and there was no way you could call him and ruin his night. You are his soldier, how could he see you like that? So you resorted to self harm, which you knew now as you stood in front of Kellin was a horrible decision. There’s no taking it back now, you and he both know the damage is already done. 

What had you been thinking? You know you guys are sexually together. He sees you naked, how could you have hid something like this? 

Tears begin rolling down your face as you stand there, confused as to what to do or say. You sniffle and Kellin looks up, just as your knees give out and you start to crumple. 

 "Sometimes it just gets to be too much,“ you tell him, hoping to God he understands. He pulls you down onto his lap and holds you close, with one arm around your head and another holding you against his chest. You put your head on his shoulder and bury your nose into his neck, taking a deep breath. His shirt is going to be tear stained and gross, but the thought doesn’t even cross his mind. All that matters is that he holds you together. 

A few moments pass before Kellin can find his voice and say something. 

"Baby, I’m here. I’m right here. I don’t know why it’s so hard for you to ask for help when you need it. You can always count on me, I’m not going anywhere, I’ll never leave. Please don’t do this anymore. Promise me?" 

"I promise.” you whisper. 

 You don’t break your promises.

Bottled Up.
Part 2. Angst/Smut

I’ve tried bolding the smut for those of you who only want to read that. I feel that sometimes. Writing this really helped me relieve a lot of negative energy, and i really didn’t realize how long it was! I hope you enjoy it!

You helped Taehyung stand up, and apologized repeatedly. “I shouldn’t have came here. I ruined everything. Im so sorry.” your apologies were cut by Rap Monsters Voice echoing through the house, “Suga, sit the fuck down, i swear!!!” At this point you ripped Yoongi’s keys out of Jungkooks hands, stormed into the living room, and out of the apartment.

The storm had calmed, and you sped all the way home. When you arrived you went straight into your room, climbed in bed, and cried yourself to sleep. Then sun crept through your blinds, and you rubbed sleep from your swollen eyes, recalling the events of last night. You turned your phone on, and the texts poured in one after the other.

“Please come home.”
“Just talk to me, Jagi. I’m sorry.”
“Fuck it.”
“Are you really done? Just like that?”
“I love you.”

“Suga is trying to drive, he’s been drinking.”
“I tried to stall.. We are coming over.. I’m sorry.”

“I’m so sorry Y/N. I hope you’re okay. Please call in the morning to check in. I got Suga in bed, asleep. Don’t stress. Everything is okay.”

You sighed, grabbed Yoongi’s keys, and put on a coat and a scarf. You knew you’d have to face this mess sooner than later. When you pulled into the boys apartment, you hesitated before heading inside. But took a deep breath and headed inside. The boys were all still sleeping, and you quietly made your way toward Taehyungs room. Yoongi was asleep in his bed as promised. You tapped him lightly on the shoulder, “Oppa…. Lets go home..” he didn’t move. “Oppa…” you pushed him a little harder this time. He slowly opened his eyes, and streched before looking over to you.. “Jagi-yah.. I..” you interupted him, “can we talk at home Yoongi? Everyone is still sleeping..” You headed towards the car, and Yoongi collected his things and met you there. He was in rough shape. You guys stopped at the drive thru for coffee, barely making small talk, and then headed home.

At home you guys sat on opposite ends of the couch, and after a silence that seemed to last forever you finally blurted “do you even love me anymore..? Because you dont even look at me, or hold me, and I can’t remember the last time you made love to me like it wasn’t a chore..” He moved down the couch to get closer to you, and grabbed your face so he could look into your eyes that were already welling up with tears.

“Baby,” he said, as he kissed you softly, “You are my whole world.. I can’t explain how in love I am with you..” he wiped the tears from your eyes, and kissed you once more, and then rested his forhead against yours. “I’ve just been so stressed out, and I don’t want it to drag you down so I avoid it, and act like I’m okay. I didn’t realize how much it was affecting us, and I’m sorry Jagi-yah. I love you. Okay? Never think that I don’t love you.”

You smiled, and wrapped your arms around his neck. “I love you, Oppa. I’m so sorry for the mess i caused.” He kissed you firmly, and pulled you into him. “Please don’t leave me again Y/N.” You shook your head and told him, “Never.” your kissing grew intense and you straddled him, your entire body hungry for the passion that had been missing these past few weeks. His hands slipped slowly into the curve in your back and you breathed a soft moan into his mouth. He smirked and bit your lip. “Ahh, Babe!” you growled as you ran your nails down his chest, and pulled his shirt off.

You began planting kisses down his neck and across his collarbones. Your lips tasting every inch of bare skin you could find, sending chills up his neck. You started rocking your hips in his lap, as you made your way up to nibble his ear. “I want you so bad Min Yoongi,” you whispered before gently licking his earlobe. In one swift movement he pulled off your shirt and bra. Wasting no time, his hands began exploring your back and shoulders, as he bit your neck just enough to leave small red marks. You pressed into him, moving your hips slowly but harder in his lap, and he let out a hard sigh before lifting you off the couch, and carrying you to the bedroom, kissing you the entire way.

He laid you on the bed, and slipped off your pants, you sat up to pull down his and he kicked them off his feet, and then climbed on the bed hoovering above you. He kissed you while his hand slid slowly down your chest and began massaging your breast, his thumb lightly flicking your nipple. You let out a subtle whine, and ran your hand down his back, making your way over every curve and edge, and then grabbed his ass. He smirked as he kissed you harder, and between breaths asked “oh? So this is how you want to play?” you nodded your head with a devilish look and bit his lip. He took his hand from your breast and grabbed your hair, pulling your head to the side and biting your neck, hard. You moaned his name as you wrapped your legs around him and drug your nails down his back. Yoongi grunted, and pushed himself up off the bed to remove his underwear. You licked your lips at the sight of how hard he was.

“Roll over on your hands and knees.” he commanded, and you obeyed. He pulled your underwear down just enough to reveal your ass and smacked it surely leaving a hand print. Tingles ran through your entire body, as you half gasped, half moaned, it had been such a long time since Yoongi took control of you, even though he knew how much it turned you on.

He lowered himself over you and bit your shoulder, then your side, down to your lower back. All the while, running his hands down the front of your body, only stopping to give your breast a rough squeeze before continuing on. Hit bit you again, right on the top of your thigh before running a finger slowly up your core. “Baby.. You’re so wet.” he said in a sarcastic voice.

“Dont tease me, Oppa! I want you so bad.” you whined, begging for more. He giggled, and you knew you were in for a torturous night. You look back as he grabbed his member and began to slowly rub it against your clit. You stuck your butt out further towards him, hoping to get some type of penetration, but instead he slapped your ass again. “Tsk tsk. Don’t be greedy.” he smiled at you and you put your head down on the bed as he continued to tease you. Sliding just his tip inside of you, and making small circles before pulling out and rubbing your clit again.

You moaned his name, and a desperate please, and he finally grabbed ahold of your hips and slammed into you, throwing your body forward. “Oh fuck!” you yelled into the pillow. He kept his pace steady, but his thrusts hard, never releasing his firm grip on your hips. Your body began shaking as you came close to your climax and his pace picked up slightly. Just as chills ran down your back and your moans grew louder, he stopped and rolled you over.

“Yoongi, I was so close!” you whined. He smirked and kissed you, biting your lip as he pulled his mouth slowly from yours. “I want to see your face when I make you cum Jagi-yah.” and before you could utter a response he was inside you again, with his thumb rubbing harsh circles on your clit. This time he was gentle with his thrusts, and quicker woth his pace. His eyes never leaving yours. “Cum for me Y/N” he moaned slightly as the words passed his lips. You wrapped your legs around him, tightening yourself on his shaft, and grabbed the sheets as your body began to tremble beneath him. He rubbed your clit faster and you could barely breathe through the screams leaving your mouth. A soft “oh fuck” escaped his lips, and you felt your body release entirely as you reached your climax. Yoongi pumped slowly inside of you, letting you ride out your orgasm as he reached his. His body collapsed on top of you and you began to run your fingers through his hair as you both tried to steady your breathing.

“Jagi-yah?” he spoke softly in your ear, and you replied a gentle “Yes, Oppa?”

“I love you. I dont ever want to lose you. From now on I wont keep things bottled up. I will let you in, i swear.” you smiled and kissed his cheek “i love you too, Min Yoongi”.

Watch on

Daesung ruining my life:

Dae: sings “yeah” in a high tone

Crowd: *repeats*

Seungri: Yo bro I think you are (aren’t?) a good vocal trainer

Fangirl: TRAIN ME!

Dae: TA!

Crowd: TA

GD: Take your time

Dae: Wait..WAIT!

Seungri: *laughing*

Dae: TA!

Crowd: TA!

Dae: Ok Im done 

Seungri: no come on just say…first time here (in sydney) say something

Dae: They can’t do that

And that night Daesung became my bias :)

BTS REACTION to you playing with your lips whenever you concentrate


“Playing with your lips is one thing, but you’re going to bite them up!” Smile on his face, though he doesn’t like that you’ve been chewing on your lips for the past half hour, he slides his arm around you. “Your lips are too pretty to ruin.”

“Under other circumstances I’d say you’re a fuckboy-”

“I am concerned for your bleeding face! Come on!”

Originally posted by btswendy


“Baby, what are you trying to do to me?” He was whispering to himself through his late night haze of horniness, watching you holding the controller in your hands.

“IM TRYING TO BEAT THIS FUCKING GAME!” You yell in frustration, making him laugh. He just shakes his head, watching your lips twisting between your teeth. He loved the view. Whoever said that girls watch the boys play videogames, was very wrong. This was so much better for him.

Because here he was, watching how nice you looked (something you didn’t really see) while you ate dry cereal and ramen, yelling at the controller connected to the TV. He interpreted your lack of pants as something sexy, not as you being too lazy to put any on.

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin


He watched you from just a few inches away. You were biting your lips softly as the season finale rolled on. “Tae I swear if you try to touch me when she’s about to die-” you say, holding a if get up so he knows to get his hand out from between your thighs.

He just runs it lightly back and forth. “But baby…. You look so nice tonight… Please…”

Originally posted by ladyskullrock


“How about a study break?” He pokes you a little bit to get your attention, his eyes not moving from your lips, which you were slightly tugging on. He loved to see the way you would play with them when you studied, but oh god you could use them for things that were so much better.

You laugh sarcastically. “A study break means a studying emotional breakdown.” He sighs and kisses your shoulder lightly. When he pulls away it’s like you can still feel his lips on you. “So, no. When I’m all prepared, I’ll come to bed.”

“Or…” He scootches closer to you, snuggling his face into the back of your neck a don pulling you further into his lap, “I could help relieve some of that stress.”

“Do you want to beaten with this textbook?! It’s heavier than it looks!”

Originally posted by mean-suga


“Jagi, are you biting your lips again?” He asks, watching as you read over the book again.

“No, no, I’m not biting my lips,” you say through biting your lips, not looking up at the boy with narrowed eyes. It was the ending book, the thing that would settle all the disputes had yet to go down, and you were ready to get to the end of it.

“That was rhetorical.” He tugs on your sleeve gently until you listen to him  and look away from the pages. “Don’t hurt your lips. I like them.”

Originally posted by forjimin


You could feel his fingers going up your sides, lightly rubbing circles into your thigh from behind. You were biting your lips in anxiety, watching as Jungkook tried to make an incredibly stupid jump off of the roof and into the pool. Because you were both waist deep in the water, and Jimin was laying tiny, wet kisses in the back of your neck, he was perfectly comfortable running his hands up your thighs. “Jimin aren’t you the least bit worried about the kid-”

“You’re a way better view than he ever will be.”

“Especially when he’s dead! Jimin! Pay attention to what matters here, and get him to stop.”

Originally posted by jiminguk


“This is not fair. You’re doing it again.” He says, jokingly tossing a pillow at you.

You squeal and throw it back at him, attempting to shove him over with your feet, but he’s like a brick wall propped up against the couch. “What am I doing? Beating you at mario cart?”

“You’re cheating! You’re biting your lips and doing sexy things to distract me!” You character almost falls off rainbow road, making you squeal and bite them even harder. “It’s not fair! Stop that!”

“It’s not my fault you’re a videogame nerd who doesn’t see girls doing this very often!” You yell at him, and he just laughs

Originally posted by agustdefsoul

anonymous asked:

Like even with all the shirtless and wet colin pics, and the overall amazing music video .. coz let's face it, music videos tend to be really cheesy &have been known to ruin a song for me most of the time, but this was actually very well done ... despite all that awesomeness, for some reason the only thing that stuck with me in this glorious night of fangirling is your "furry manboobs" comment, I mean just ......

im sorry but they are beautiful beautiful lust and madness inducing furry manboobs

i gotta call it like i see it

  • here let us have more pictorial evidence
  • god bless ireland