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I am an angst writer. All of these series may cause your heart to break. All contain smut unless otherwise noted. 

reader x rapper!Yoongi

What was supposed to be a simple night out turned into an evening you would never forget. Especially when your best friend is involved

Jungkook x Reader, best friend!au

Jungkook was your best friend. You held onto his secrets. And he knew all of yours. Except for one. One that would change your friendship forever. You were in love with him.

Aisle One Aisle Two 

Hoseok x Reader, vampire!au

Part 1 of the Ashes Trilogy

Your human life was taken from you, only to replaced by a life full of night skies. But how do you break free from obsession when the one who gave you eternal life is the one holding your chains?

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Final 

Jimin x Reader

You bite off more than you can chew during a weekend at your parents’. They always told you not to play with fire, but you weren’t one for listening.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Namjoon x Reader, idol!au

Your two year long relationship has ended. With a new apartment and job you’re ready to move on from your relationship. But The City seems to have other plans for you.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Final

Jimin x Reader, robot!au & assassin!au

Your new partner is more than meets the eye, but you’re not so sure you want to see what is buried underneath.

part 1 part 2

Taehyung x Reader x Jin, badboy!au

His voice haunted you through the speakers. Each syllable reminding you that you can never teach an old dog new tricks.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9

Hoseok x Reader, vampire!au

Part 2 of the Ashes Trilogy

You thought that the death of your maker would lead to freedom from chains, but little did you know that bonds are much harder to break after death.

Part 1

reader x idol!Hoseok

You haven’t seen your boyfriend long enough to make him beg. But it’s you who ends up not being able to control yourself.

Namjoon x Reader, ceo!au

Power and seduction are a lethal mix, especially when you work at one of the world’s most powerful corporations. But be careful, because someone is always watching.

Part 1 Part 2

reader x poly!yoonseok

It’s a hot summer day and your boyfriends have and unorthodox method of keeping you cool.

Yoongi x reader xJungkook

You told yourself that you would never fall in love again. That no mane would ever be worth the heartache and pain that came with relationships. But promises were meant to be broken as you met your match in Min Yoongi.

 Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Final Epilogue

updated: 6/7/17

Don’t lie about your sexuality if you’re straight.

Okay first off let me start this by saying that I don’t mean this in a hateful, bitchy way. I mean it in a “don’t do it, it might be dangerous” way.

Okay so this is something that’s been annoying me a lot. Recently, I mentioned that I found this female character attractive to like a small group of friends to try and come out slowly. Then this girl in the group told me that she was bisexual. So I was like ‘Great I have someone who I know irl that is part of the LGBT community’. So I said “Hey, I’m pansexual. High five! We’re both part of the LGBT community,”, only for her to tell me that she was lying but that she supported me nonetheless.

 I understand that people like to joke around but please don’t do this

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shadows pt. 1

pairing: reader x Hoseok, OT7

genre: vampire!au, angst, implied smut, mentions of violence

word count: 5,780

synopsis: you thought that the death of your maker would lead to freedom from chains, but little did you know that bonds are much harder to break after death.

A/N: I have to thank @2seoke for helping me brainstorm almost this entire series and @jeonjagiya for helping me with historical fact checking

Originally posted by yoonqipd

read the first installment of the Ashes Trilogy here

“I love you, Hoseok” you murmured, feeling a sense of content for the first time in months.

He smiled, “I love you too” He nodded towards the sunrise, “Take in your last few moments. We don’t have much time before the sunlight will reach us.”

You nodded, turning your attention back towards the painted sky. You wanted nothing more than to run out and feel the sun’s rays. To soak your skin in sunlight, but this was enough. It was more than enough.

 “I’m ready” you tell Hoseok, turning around and lacing his fingers with yours. “Where to now?”

 “We can go anywhere you want to go, just give me a name.” he smiled, leading you back into the darkness.

 The two of you walked in silence, enjoying the comfort of each other’s presence. You tried to think of where you wanted to go, but you didn’t care. As long as you were with Hoseok, nothing else mattered.

 But your partner froze next to you, staying still for a split second before he pinned your body against the damp tunnel wall. He covered your mouth with his hand before you had any chance to question his sudden behavior. There was a flash of panic in his eyes as he stared at you when a woman’s voice rang out through the darkness.

 “Jung Hoseok, I always told you to be careful of what’s hiding in the shadows”

 He stood between you and the woman, a deep growl emitting from his chest as the two of them stared at each other.

 "It’s nice to see you haven’t changed much,“ she smiled wickedly. She was almost beautiful, in a terrifying way. Her wild red hair framing a pale freckled face. Her black eyes laced with unspoken evil. There was something about her that made your cold blood freeze.

"What the hell are you doing here?” Hoseok hissed, pushing himself further against you like a shield.

The woman cocked her head to the side, “Don’t you miss me, Hoseokie? It’s been what, almost 700 years since the last time we’ve seen each other? I certainly wasn’t expected to be greeted with such hostility, especially since you seem to have company.”

“Go to hell!” Hoseok snapped, spit flying from his lips in between the syllables.

The vampire held up her hands, “I think you’re misunderstanding me Hoseok. I don’t want to hurt you. I was just trying to pay my old friend Kai a visit,” her eyes flickering onto yours as she spoke, “But it seems like he’s no longer at that address.”

You could feel Hoseok telling you to keep your mouth shut, to not antagonize the vampire in front of you. But he should know by now that you’re a terrible listener, “I can send you his ashes in a box, if you would like.” you quip, flashing the vampire a sarcastic smile.

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“I was still at Ryerson University working for the school paper when they needed someone to shoot the Alice In Chains gig at the Concert hall. It was very last minute so I ended up going to the show with 100 speed film in my camera and no flash. From what I remember I shot from the crowd as they didn’t have barriers at gigs back then. I knocked off a few rolls and stayed for the show. Great set for a band I actually never heard of before. I was sure the shots would suck but to my surprise are some of the shots I’m most proud of to this day.” - Ron Orchard


It can save a life.

Alternatively, it can miss completely, resulting in someone’s death, still reset it’s cool down timer, trigger a chain reaction leading to the wipe of the party, making you look like an incompetent healer, and inserting rage and disappointment into the hearts of those you let down.

cosmofex  asked:

There's something i've been curious about: How do you come up with the magic-scientific terminology? Because I have previously looked up "claudication" and it turns out it's a medical term for leg cramps which, unless i'm missing steps in the logic chain, doesn't lead to "worldgate" easily. Is it just what sounds nice and sciency or is it based on actual terminology? (also confusing is online dictionaries "use in a sentence" using YW quotes, which don't match meanings, so it's not super helpful)

I really have to find a little time in the next little while to get the new installation of the Errantry Concordance kickstarted. (The old one had to be removed because it was constantly under attack by hackbots of various kinds trying to use it to house links to counterfeit Viagra.) (sigh)

Anyway: Most wizardly terminology in the YW universe is derived either from (broadly) scientific terminology or (more narrowly) medical terminology twisted slightly out of shape and/or subverted to my own purposes. Almost all terms are derived from Latin or Greek roots and assembled in ways consistent with the ways in which scientific terms are formed. (I took Latin in high school because I knew it to be a primary language of science and felt sure I’d be wanting it in college. The Greek came along with that more as a gateway into the ancient classics than anything else, but it too gets used routinely in scientific terminology.) I prefer to use genuine scientific concepts and terms to generate wizardly ones, because (a) I enjoy it and (b) I am lazy. Why waste time and energy making terms up when so many real ones are  lying around just waiting to be used? …But also: wizardly terms constructed using valid scientific usage sound more real. And the more truth you add to a lie, the stronger it gets. :)

Re claudication: The word goes back, originally, to the Latin claudo- root that means to shut or block something up. It also later came to mean a limp or lameness secondary to what was seen in ancient times as a blockage of local blood supply. This is also where the Emperor Claudius got his common appellation, by the way: Claudius is a second name, almost more a nickname than anything else – and too easily translatable as “Gimpy”. He limped from childhood, secondary to a dystonic / movement disorder from which he suffered his whole life and which caused some members of his family (and the public in general) to think of him, and treat him, as if he was mentally deficient – which he definitely was not. (The forensic medical people are still arguing over what was responsible for this disorder: possibly cerebral palsy or a childhood neurological insult via something like infectious encephalitis. See this article for what look like the best conjectures so far.)

…Whatever: where were we? When I was studying nursing, the term claudication was in general use to describe a narrowing or constriction of blood vessels (up to the point of obstruction, anyway, at which point other terminology cuts in). So when I started thinking about the concept of giving wizards a little portable pocket in spacetime, the word “claudication” naturally suggested itself, and “temporospatial” seemed an unavoidable add-on.

Therefore the entry in the Concordance defines claudication as:

A pinching or obstruction in some structure or medium through which another medium is normally meant to pass or flow freely. In wizardly usage, a constriction – normally artificial, but occasionally natural – in the structure of space, or (in the case of temporospatial claudications) of spacetime.

The most frequent casual usage for the term describes a small, “pinched-off” volume of space. Since space is already amenable to this kind of pinching (a much gentler version of which manifests itself as gravity), many wizards use one of these to keep personal belongings in. A claudication can be “hooked to” or associated with a specific mass – usually the wizard’s own body – so that it permanently follows the wizard around and is always within reach.

The definition for temporospatial claudication is a bit more specific:

Any pinching or constriction that affects both a volume of space and a segment of time or timeflow. Usually a temporospatial claudication is artificially induced, but there are occasional incidences of the effect in nature. (Black holes, for example, can sometimes have temporospatial claudications associated with them.)

The term is also used to describe a small pinched-off volume of spacetime kept for wizardly purposes. (SYWTBAW, et al)

So there you have it. Thanks for asking!

No Brothers Here

Request: could you do a sisfic where the reader is a teenage girl (like between 14 and 17) and the boys do something that embarrasses her in front of her friends and she gets really upset and they get really confused because they don’t know what they did wrong? Thanks and I really like your writing. - Anonymous.

Characters: Sam + Dean x sister!reader, OC friends.

Words: 1500

A/N: Might have twisted the request a bit, hehe.

Originally posted by skamdaily

I found the picture on google :)

Your name: submit What is this?

It’s the begging of the school year, your last year in high school. Since you and your brothers moved into the bunker, you’re able to go to the same high school instead of moving around, which was both a blessing and a curse. Yes, it was nice since it got you a bit of normalcy and a real shot at actually making friends. But on the other hand, it also took away the excuse to why you never made any friends. It was a bit stressful, and it made you very cautious of your friends. Who could blame you though?

There were things that your handful of new friends could never know about. One of them was hunting, that was, of course, a big no-no. And while there were a lot of things they couldn’t know about, there was a lot they actually just didn’t know about. Like your brothers for instance. You never talked about them, because that would you lead to a chain reaction of questions and a whole lot of lying to explain it all. You didn’t want that. But then again, you didn’t exactly know how you were going to pull it off, you sort of felt like it was inevitable that they would find out. You were going to try your best, even though it was stressing you out.

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The Krayt Dragon’s Heart

An Explanation: Last night I was sketching some designs for a tattoo I want to get; the Unfettered symbol from Fialleril’s Tattooine Slave Culture inside the Rebel Alliance symbol, when I had the thought that the Rebel Alliance symbol kind of looks like a stylized dragon with the Unfettered symbol at its heart. Then this happened. I hope you like it and that I didn’t accidentally misrepresent anything…

This is the story of the First Unfettered child of Ar-Amu, and how the Krayt Dragon acquired a new heart.

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  • Wendy: Okay girls, which goes better with the dress, the silver chain or the pearls?
  • Seulgi: The chain.
  • Joy: An amateur's mistake. Can't you see that the chain accentuates the many folds of that turkey-like neck?
  • Seulgi: Well that may be, but the pearls draw attention to the non-existent bosom.
  • Joy: Yes, but, the chain leads the eye even lower, to that huge "spare tire," jutting out over those square manly hips.
  • Wendy : Why don't I just wear a sign that says "Too Ugly To Live"?
Devil’s Advocate - Chanyeol X Reader AU Series - Chapter 3

Vampire!Chanyeol X Angel!Reader

Genre: Action, fluff, angst

Warnings: Violence, blood, language

Word Count: 3,575

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You couldn’t sleep that night. Not that you did on a normal basis. The only means of telling whether the sun had risen or fallen was the fist-sized vent in the ceiling of the massive, garage-like room you resided in.

So Chanyeol is his name.

Not that you had any interest in identifying your captor, however, he was a vague, violence-ridden mystery to you. Being from another realm, you had the ability to feel a person’s intentions and emotions after interacting with them rather strongly. A type of emotional radar. Chanyeol, however, was a different story. You were bombarded with a blinding overdose of sensations every time you tried to figure him out, and it frustrated you beyond belief.

So you sat there, hugging your knees on the creaky scaffold of a bed, compromising the perfect plan of escape.

I just have to get these weak-minded people to trust me.

After countless hours left in your own thoughts, you drifted into a tentative state of exhaustion.

Dawn eventually came, and your eyes were met with a burning sensation due to your resistance of sleep. You swung your legs around, earning a milk squeak from the rust-covered bed, and dusted off your white smock. The sound of a door unlocking jerked your attention to the main door of Chanyeol’s room. The cocky vampire himself appeared not long after the lock was broken and sauntered into the room, wearing a simple gray cargo jacket and worn brown jeans.. He didn’t so much as glance in your cage’s direction as he walked over to his large, king-sized bed and placed the large duffel that hung around his shoulder upon it. He continued to unzip the bag and the clinking of metal objects brushing against one another heightened your attention as he drew from it various items. All of them sent alarm bells ringing in your head.

A handgun.

A pair of metal cuffs.

And a chain.

He sniffed nonchalantly before grabbing the assortment of threatening objects and turning in the direction of your confinement. As he began to mess with the lock on the cage gate, you immediately flung yourself off of the bed and darted to the furthest side of its iron walls.

“Easy there, tiger,” Chanyeol placed the items on bed, “I want to take you somewhere outside of this dingy rust bucket for a bit.”

“And what if I respectfully decline?” You kept your eyes trained on the gun that had been thrown on the mattress.

“Then I’ll have to not-so-respectfully use other means to get you there regardless,” He smirked before his face fell, “Now come here.”

You didn’t budge, hands clutching the metal bars behind your back.

“Don’t make me do this the hard way, Angel-cakes.” Chanyeol’s voice lowered threateningly.

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y'all, when someone puts some bullshit hate in your ask box they are doing it because they want a reaction. full stop. they are just waiting for you to take the bait so that they can reel you in to a longer argument. it’s a way for them to get attention, to feel superior to you because they have managed to evoke an emotional response from you and, to them, that means that they have managed to ‘get one over’ on you.

when you’re silent though? when you just block the person and delete the message? they don’t get that. they don’t get anything from you. when you leave their shit unposted and unanswered they are left with nothing but the reality that they are not worth your time or your energy because they are nothing to you.

like, i get tempted to respond back to crap too but the reality is that it takes time and effort and energy to do that and if my response leads into a longer chain of responses then that means it takes even more out of me. getting a word in feels good and getting the last word in feels better but silence has it’s pros, too. ignoring hate doesn’t mean you’re weak or cowardly, it just means that you’re choosing to put your own mental well being and your valuable time above some asshole’s desire to use you for entertainment.

and on a purely petty level, silence is sometimes the best comeback. imagining someone waiting and waiting, refreshing your page, just hoping for you to respond to them so they can start a fight only to have it never come can be much more satisfying than anything you could say to them. sometimes the best way to get under a person’s skin is to just not say anything and let your silence speak for itself.

Today, I fucked up by saying "I'm pregnant" for April 1st.

So the story goes… I’m male and I posted “I’m pregnant!” on my Facebook wall for April 1st and things spiraled out of control.

But first there are a few things you should know about me.

  1. I’m 100% male, testicles penis and everything.
  2. I have a GF that my family doesn’t like.
  3. My family is extremely conservative.

So later in the day my mother calls and when I pick up she is hysterical, screaming, and is basically disowning me. I’m bewildered and entirely confused so try I ask her through the screaming, what did I do wrong?

She says “you got your girlfriend pregnant”, and that’s when it dawned on me.

My little super obviously a joke facebook post on April first saying “I’m pregnant!” actually tricked my family leading them to chain call each other to gossip about how I got my girlfriend pregnant.

Long story short, my whole extended family is pissed off at me and thinks I got my girlfriend pregnant, I almost got disowned, and I won April 1st this year. FML….

TIFU: Internet`s best fucked up stories are here.

32-Obi Wan

32. “I’m sorry, are you joking or are you really wondering?”

You rolled your head to look at Obi Wan with narrow eyes. He was looking at you with an arched brow.

I’m sorry, are you joking or are you really wondering?” you yelled over to him, “Because this would be a hell of a time for a question like that.”
He rolled his eyes. “How else would we have ended up in a situation like this?”
“Don’t you blame this on me, Kenobi,” you bit back, “I’m not the Jedi here.”
“Exactly why I had to make sure you didn’t get into trouble.”
You clenched your jaw. “I may not know my way with a saber, but at least this is only my first time being tied to a pole.”
“You did not.”
“Of course, you’ll just blame Anakin for that one,” you continued, confidence slightly increasing.
“Am I hearing you correctly when you say you’re not at all to blame for this?” he asked, “Because I’m not the one who asked for my help.”
“I asked for a Jedi’s help. Not yours specifically.”
“I didn’t hear any protesting.”
“I was trying to be polite.”
“Just cut it out!” an echoing voice bellowed.

You and Obi Wan glanced from your positions to the Nikto standing on a platform above you. The reptilian was covering the holes he considered his ears.

“I haven’t heard so much bickering since we wrangled a Sarlacc,” he bellowed, “You two are more annoying than Wookies! Oh my stars!”

You and Obi Wan shared a slightly amused expression. You smirked, getting an idea.

“Well, if you had gagged this chatting Loth-cat, you wouldn’t have had to deal with it?”
“Loth-cat?” Obi Wan continued, catching on, “I’m not the one who had to be rescued from a Wampa.”
“That was one time,” you countered, “What do you expect when I was hired to snag a guy who makes a habit out of making a furry snow suit? That Wampa could’ve been my guy!”
“Do you see what I have to put up with?” Obi continued, “The lack of brains? Finesse?”
“Untie me, and I’ll show you ‘finesse’, pretty boy!”
“Would a ‘pretty boy’ do this?”

Just like that, Obi Wan had jumped loose from his chains. You smirked as your friend called his lightsaber. Hastily, you picked the locks and freed yourself. You ripped the chain from the wall and swung it like a rope.

Within moments, Obi Wan had tied up the lead Nikto with the chains you pulled yourself from. The Nikto’s mouth had been tied shut as well. Obi Wan’s eyes twinkled while smirking at you.

“The pretty-boy was a nice touch.”
You chuckled, placing a hand on his shoulder. “That Wampa story wasn’t that bad either. Something of your own experience?”
“Anakin’s…I’m sorry I blamed you,” he apologized.
“As am I. The blame is equal.”
He nodded with a smile. “C’mon then. Let’s get this Nikto to the Council.”

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