like holy shit this is difficult

I need an episode where a planet is hosting a ball for eveyone and the paladins have to go:

- lance and allura design and sew the paladins outfits bc they can’t find their sizes in space and coran helps a little with the difficult parts, especially buying the materials

- coran gets into a huge fight over space silk and almost dies

- lance, hunk and keith match tuxes but they’re all different colours as they match their lions

- hunk doesn’t wear the bandana and lance almost cries at how beautiful hunk looks like holy shit his shoulders look so good in that tux

- lance is all legs legs legs

- keith gets fustrated at how the his hair kept falling into the collar so he ties it into a pony tail and lance and hunk just gape at him the whole time

- pidge has a very pretty lime green dress with lots of little diamonds at the bottom that hunk had asked shay for. they both spent hours working on her dress because they love seeing pidge happy

- shiro wears a very fancy suit that’s black and gold. it’s a bit tight and lance was freaking out when shiro first tried it on because all his hard work would go to waste if shiro flexed and it ripped

- allura has a magnificent dress that’s all pastel pinks and purples. its full of crystals and it’s off shoulder so she put little gold fake freckles on them. honestly when shay saw her her knees were weak

- coran wears the most obnoxious tux ever and he looks like a wizard. lance takes notes for his next design

part 2

(no sh@lad/n or p!lad!n like/rb this)

Your Obedient Servant
Workshop Cast
Your Obedient Servant

OKAY I just listened to the workshop version and HOLY SHIT OKAY CAN WE JUST DISCUSS THIS A LITTLE BIT:

  • The amount of words in this version of this song like HOLY SHIT
  • “ Obviously such an accusation must be met with either an immediate acknowledgement or disavowal. Now! Are you capable of such a thing?” SHIT BURR GET REKT HAMILTON
  • ‘"Dangerous with the reigns of government", wow, Surely I said something less banal, Be realistic now” wow hamilton very humble 
  • “Or prepare to bleed, young man” “YOU KNOW WHAT? I DONT LIKE YOUR TONE!”
  • “Sorry if your life is difficult without your wife” ALEXANDER ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS THAT IS A LOW BLOW
  • His “YOURE ON!” is so much quicker than in the OBC album likE HAMMY PLS

[Full lyrics here]

Study Date - Stiles Stilinski

A/N: I’m back! School has been killing me, so I’m sorry for not posting anything lately but I have so many ideas and so little time to write. I’m still taking requests as well, so send them in! Hope ya’ll enjoy this. Love, J xx.

Prompt: Stiles asks you to come over to study and things get heated.

Word Count: 1,544

Warning: Smut, Smut, and more smut.

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If swimmers scare aliens what about rowers holy shit like we literally carry our boats above our heads, some teams are at such an even height they can just set it on their shoulders and not have to hold it or anything. Plus the rowing machines, man. Those are killer, we’re basically told that we really did a good job if we puke at the end of practice or even a race. Plus sometimes we do relays just for fun and that’s honestly really difficult since you gotta get off the machine, try not to die, and the other person has to scramble to get on and pick up where you left off and then like 1000 meters later it’s your turn again. And in those cases if someone can’t finish their portion the next person in line finishes that portion and their own without hesitation.

And oh my god aliens would FREAK if they saw a rower catch a crab like. There are 3 kinds of crabs. The first is one easily righted and doesn’t disturb the rhythm much at all. The second is an overhead crab, that’s when your oar goes over your head and you’re forced to lie back or get your face smacked by the handle (but don’t you dare let go of your oar that is a huge No No). And the third is my favorite to watch. We call them ejector crabs. As you can probably guess, they’re when you’re literally knocked out of the boat by your oar. Go look some up on YouTube you won’t regret it. Rowers are hardcore.

The social politics of Harry Potter are just so fucking unexplored.  Like we know that werewolves are Bad.  They can’t get jobs and there’s a huge stigma about them.  What about werewolves that are hiding?  Werewolves that never went to the hospital and either learn to brew wolfsbane or don’t use it in an effort to hide their condition?  Werewolves that make money on their own like through starting up small businesses or writing or art?  Allies like Dumbledore who hire werewolves anyway?  Is there Werewolf pride beyond the violent form of it we see with Fenrir Greyback’s pack?  If it’s so difficult for werewolves to go to school, are there then werewolf schools started by werewolves run by werewolves?  Are there werewolf communities?  What are attitudes towards werewolves in other countries?

And VEELA HOLY SHIT.  Veela are Good, but only because they’re totally sexualized.  Like for real do you think Veela can get jobs in politics?  Around children?  Just casually in the community, following their Mom-and-Pop shop diner dreams?  You think conservative folks won’t glare them down?  We know all those attracted to them don’t take them seriously, because they apparently put a spell on them with their presence.  Like JESUS FUCK on that alone how many Veela do you think get victim blamed?  

Another thing is metamorphmargi - THEY must get sexualized like whoa too, but probably as a kinky thing.  And Tonks is never described with sexually loaded text the way Fleur is.  Does she desexualize herself on purpose?  Because that really doesn’t seem too out there.  Does she know other metamorphmargi?  Is it a no-no in morph society to make yourself look traditionally attractive?  How difficult do you think it must be for her and others like her to date?  Like it’s probably so difficult to know whether she’s being loved or being fetishized.  And FUCKING HELL GENDER.  I want more about what gender is to metamorphmargi.  

Fucking giants too.  Hagrid is always seen as really sweet and good but also pretty unintelligent.  Madame Maxime did NOT want to be associated with giants.  The giants hate all humans.  Humans are contemptuous about giants, especially, it seems, upper-class wizarding society.  Umbridge hates all overlap with humans.  Unbridge hates mermaids.  Are there mermaids that participate in wizarding society?  How is that for them?  Are mermaids primates?  Did wizards come from the ocean?  Are wizards NOT DESCENDANTS OF CRO-MAGNONS??  Are centaurs primates?

There’s lots of hatred against muggle borns.  We know all about that, kind of.  We also know that (while there are so few PoC in Harry Potter at all) there are PoC elitist pureblood families.  Is there racism in the wizarding society?  Is there not racism?  Is there homophbia?  Is there sexism?  Is the prejudice in muggle society used to justify the prejudice in wizarding society?  There seems to be an assumption that muggles are stupid.  Is this part of why?


anonymous asked:

Ziam is really truly honestly not together in this day and age and it's absolutely killing me that I can't say or do anything as to how and why I know. You know how some people have that solid information on Larry (first hand experience/legal documents/BTS knowledge)? I have the same on Ziam. Don't get me wrong, I think the idea is totally cute and I've read more Ziam fic than you can imagine Also I'm convinced they've got each other off on more than 1 occasion. But yeah- not currently together

Thanks, Ned. 

Do you know why it took me so long to look into Ziam? It’s because I live by a simple philosophy…

And I’d been whole-assin Larry for over a year by the time I figured out that people weren’t kidding about Ziam. 

The difficult thing about looking into Ziam as a Larrie is that you’re like, “How…what…how could I have been so blind?” Because Ziam was just there existing in the foreground of all the key Larry moments and when you get dickslapped by their matching tattoos, their very public declarations of love, and realness, it’s not nice. There was literally a point where I was like, “Holy fucking shit,” because, IF AT ALL POSSIBLE, there is more Ziam proof than Larry proof. 

“But Larry have matching tattoos!”

“Harry said that he and Louis were dating!”

“Louis danced with Harry!”

“Louis kissed Harry!”

“The thirst with Larry is real.”

Honestly, this photo was the first time I was like, “Hold up. Maybe these bros aren’t just bro-ing…”


Honestly…I don’t know what’s going on with Ziam right this second any more than I know what the hell is going on with my most problematic fave Louis. And I don’t like guessing. I will happily take facts and information that’s in front of me and deduce from it what I will, but it’s going to take a lot hell more than a shady anon to convince me of anything. 

I wrote this mostly just to be like, “OPEN YOUR EYES AMERICA” than to argue with this ask because it honestly seems like it was built on a foundation of sand. Also I’m not comparing it with Larry to negate anything Louis and Harry did, rather to be like, “You think these fools are extra…just YOU WAIT. YOU THOUGHT THO!” Which is why I think we need to take a moment to appreciate the captain of the ships…

Smh…fifth wheel af for seven years now. 

Same, Noll. Same. 

If y’all want more Ziam posts, I warn you it’s a very inconvenient truth, go here:

anonymous asked:

Can you do pynch for the ship thing please <3




who is more likely to hurt the other?

I mean. Adam doesn’t usually get hurt by ronan so much as he gets annoyed. disappointed. pissed. He never lets ronan’s venom actually get to his veins, he’s too busy telling him how unnecessary the flash of fang is. ronan on the other hand. like. he’s easy to hurt. adam would never in his life want to hurt ronan (it’s his honest to god nightmare) but I think ronan works himself into such a despair at the smallest jealousies and perceived injustices that adam could make one careless comment and ronan would fixate on it

who is emotionally stronger?

ohhhh adam. it’s adam. He’s been dragging so much emotional rubble for so long that he’s built up a tolerance. strong is like The Most adam adjective that I can think of. ronan never had to get to adam’s level of detachment and dissociation bc the first 15 years of his life were gorgeous and easy, and he’s still growing into his protective shell. Adam had to be born in his

who is physically stronger?

it’s ronan tbH he has the upper body strength of a boxer and the broad shoulders of a lynch (but also adam has clever hands and muscular thighs from years of biking everywhere and he can handle himself)

who is more likely to break a bone? 

ouch. They’re both capital R Reckless when they’re together and they have some brutal years under their belts. adam has some poorly set knobbly fingers and ronan has an old snapped clavicle that took forever to heal and constantly bruised knuckles so like. idk. In the future, when adam parrish has escaped from his childhood prison, I’d like to think that they both get ugly minor injuries from doing joyful ramp and dolly and shopping cart type activities only

who knows best what to say to upset the other? 

surprisingly difficult question to answer bc I mean. It’s ronan. but is it? he systematically winds people up and adam is so deeply irritated by him that he straight up walks away, but also adam can be ice cold?? it’s so easy to get to ronan. They both fumble and call each other mean names when they want to compliment each other it’s a big mess

who is most likely to apologize first after an argument? 

holy shit would you believe neither??? the most stubborn humans on this earth!! record holders!! we got some emotional repression folks! hooooo boy

adam never starts arguments for no reason so he’s always thinking it through and coming to the conclusion that he’s in the right?? surprise he ain’t apologizing

meanwhile ronan can’t stop being cruel even though he knows it’s hurting people, it’s this vicious self-protective instinct that hurts so good and so wrong. and then his pride gets in the way once he’s cooled down. but he will come to st agnes on his knees and grab adam’s hand and try to make it clear that he’d step on his own pride on the way to adam’s door

who treats who’s wounds more often? 

sad & unfortunate :(( adam treats ronan’s solely bc ronan doesn’t know how the fuck to treat an injury and also ‘none of them wanted to hurt adam parrish’, so ronan’s got his stupid pointless anger related scrapes and adam’s got his anti-bacterial gel and they are a dream team

who is in constant need of comfort? 

neither of them come out on top here man. They’ve had some shared harrowing experiences, and some separate trauma that they’re trying to tell each other about (if their stories could just stop. sticking. when they try to say them out loud). in v different ways, neither of their families are families. Ronan doesn’t let himself fall asleep, and he doesn’t let himself go through things, and the repression starts to calcify into cruelty like it did right after his father died. adam can’t stop thinking about gansey on the roadside, and he can’t be touched some days, most days. he can’t stop swimming or he’ll die. He can’t keep swimming or he’ll die. The gangsey is a critical support system made of so many weak beams

who gets more jealous? 

are u fucking serious,,, it’s both of them pal. remember when every combination of his friends that didn’t include him made adam like. sick with jealousy. remember when ronan saw gansey talking on the phone with adam and wanted to put his hand through a wall. or when adam brought blue along on their quest and he spouted nasty shit the whole day. they both deeply want each others attention and they don’t seem to realize that they already have it? always?

who’s most likely to walk out on the other? 

ohh god. oh man. oh boy. Here’s the thing. adam’s gonna walk away from ronan, but he’s not gonna walk OUT on him. he’s going to walk away because he’s not on a leash, he’s gonna spread those beautiful fucking self-made wings. And ronan is too!! in his own time he’s gonna build his own spaces that aren’t the barns and he’s going to realize what home means to him and they’re both gonna walk out the door and back but never close it behind them

who will propose? 

a controversial topic! I’m on team adam for this one pals. I was on team ‘adam’s gonna kiss ronan first’ for a while before trk like a FOOL and I realized the error of my ways bc ronan is physical as fuck! and a risk-taker! of course he kissed adam smh. But a proposal? That’s a contract. That’s a speech. That’s a chess move. Ronan wouldn’t corner adam like that. Adam knows how ronan feels and more importantly he knows how HE feels himself, and I think one day ten years into their relationship the practicalities are gonna beckon and he’s gonna look ronan in the back of the head while he’s sleeping and roll over into the curve of his spine and tell him he wants a ring on his finger 

who has the most difficult parents?

omg… fuck off

who initiates hand-holding when they’re out in public? 

tactile bastards! both of them! ronan especially wants adam’s hands…., any which way he can get them. I mean. He will kiss adam’s hands when they’re at dinner at nino’s and he’ll hook their fingers together even for the 20 second walk from the BMW to monmouth’s front door like he LIVES FOR IT (adam feels nervy and exhilarated every time it’s gay)

who comes up for the other all the time? 

i mean they’re always together so they don’t really bring each other up. if they’re not together they’re with gansey/blue/henry or even fox way babes/vancouver crowd etc and those ppl get real tired of it real quick. adam usually keeps his ronan related musings to himself though like he has self-control unlike… R.N.L. himself

who hogs the blankets? 

ronan does tbh adam has never hogged anything in his life and ronan is a shit

who gets more sad? 

an unfair Q, man. They’ve both had a super rough time, especially right post-trk?? those few months are hard. Ronan cries a lot. Adam gets numb and far away a lot. They have a lot to be sad about. (But more to be happy about. They made it. They honestly just stare at each other and laugh breathlessly and touch foreheads and hands and scars and can’t believe their luck)

who is better at cheering the other up? 

I sorta said this with ronsey but I think ronan is THE BEST at doing dumb shit to take his mind off of things. Like all that stuff about making adam quiet and turning off the lists and anxieties in his head so that they can do smth mindless and dangerous? yeah that. memes and songs and poor decisions. depression whom?

who’s the one that playfully slaps the other all the time after they make silly jokes?

this never happens wtf they’re not really ‘playful slappers’ HOWEVER adam will glare at ronan so hard that it probably feels like a slap

who is more streetwise?

it reeeeally depends on your definition of streetwise?? Like if we’re talking survival it’s unquestionably adam. He can fix your car and bandage your wounds and figure out your taxes and make himself invisible and blend his accent into whoever’s around him. He’s wicked sharp and fast on his feet. But i mean. he can’t quite drive stick. and he wouldn’t be caught dead in the sort of underground that ronan ends up in. ronan is streetwise in terms of the actual street, and he knows the most brutal avenues a person can end up on, the real life nightmares that feel closest to the ones in his head. Ronan is smart enough to navigate the chaos, but adam is smart enough to avoid it altogether

who is more wise?

adam. easily. ronan is intelligent and instinctive and talented (or adam wouldn’t get him as well as he does) but adam is a genius and that look behind his eyes….. he’s lived about 1 billion times more than he should’ve by age 19

who’s the shyest? 

neither of them are shy exactly they’re just buried under 9 surface level personalities that you have to crack open with your bare fuckin hands

but if you met either of them in the hallowed halls of aglionby you would think adam was shy and ronan was a rampant fuckwad so based on appearance?? adam. he keeps his head down.

who boasts about the other more? 

as soon as adam is officially his bf ronan takes a ten year long victory lap he’s so embarrassing

who sits on who’s lap?

y’all. we all know ronan sits in adam’s. it’s a fact of life. he probably had a sexy dream about it when he was 17 and took his morning shower in holy water

anonymous asked:

everyone wants to marry me and bringing my childhood friends was a mistake

I’m going to take this as an invitation to just list my innumerable favorite things about Will of the Empress, in no particular order.

  • the word-character for “chaos” is three for “mage” under one of “house”
  • Briar “I have trauma-based flashback nightmares if I sleep alone or hear bells but no, I don’t need therapy, why do you keep nagging me about that” Moss
  • Sandry has her magic spread through the ownhouse within like half an hour of arriving in Namorn, so she can tell if anyone arrives and come greet them properly
  • Tris sitting by the river and fixing the stones in the bank for several hours, completely losing track of time and lowkey terrifying the townspeople
  • Daja thinking Rizu must be using some sort of magic on her because she gets tingles every time they touch, omg. Best trope, honestly. When people have never been in love before and they assume they must be sick or it’s some magical effect.
  • “House Landreg breeds fine mules!!”
  • in general it’s an entire novel of the four of them reforging bonds of family and also being underestimated both individually and as a group, and fucking showing why you shouldn’t do that.
  • Sandry reconnects with everyone first because of course she does, and particularly Briar when Finn tries to kidnap her and Tris is playing with lightning and Daja is, ahem, distracted, so she just grabs Briar’s dull thread and SCREAMS down it.
  • Berenene flirting with Briar and Briar having this thought that, like, holy shit, he could do it but he would probably die.
  • (Empress Berenene and Ishabal Ladyhammer, btw, being fan-flipping-tastic examples of women with power and female antagonists who are sympathetic but you still so want to see them lose.)
  • also that one comment, I forget from whom, that Berenene probably underestimates how difficult it is to escape these disgusting marriage kidnappings because likely no one ever tied the Imperial Princess as tightly as hey would a peasant girl, nor locked her in a magic-proof box.
  • Sandrilene “I ripped three people apart to save my student” fa Toren
  • Zhegorz
  • Tris tying herself to her saddle with ropes of wind and Ambros just kinda watching, and then coming along because he’s not going to let her go unescorted.
  • tfw when your cousin (basically a duchess) whose lands you’ve been watching over just gives them to you. Just. Just has a lawyer in to witness and signs them over. *stunned Landreg mule face*
  • when Briar goes off to get into a tiff with some aristocrats and Daja idly follows to take bets

anonymous asked:

hi!! sorry it wouldnt let me send more asks haha. i'll tell you the rest of what happened, but i gotta be upfront and say that i cant provide you with real "PROOF" of what happened bc i'm really, really not comfortable with sharing the pic of us since the pic+the story 10000% outs me (even if it's just on the internet. i have irl friends here.) so enjoy the story, but i totally get if you don't publish it because there's not solid proof (not that it's insider-y or really has any info to it lmao)

so i spot them (not like it was difficult ha) and i was like holy shit my time has come. im finally getting my louis+starbucks moment in the sun. so after about 30 seconds of ??????? i bucked up and went over and i was like mega shy because IT’S SO AWKWARD APPROACHING A CELEB I HAD NO IDEA. like i mean i kinda assumed it would be, but i’ve literally never done it before so i had no idea just how bad it would be……. 

 4. but anyways i did the whole “omg louis, i love you, i love the band, kjdhfjsdh” thing and he was very sweet and had this big old grin on his face and was acting kind of silly idk how to explain it but he was just being very jokey i guess. and then idk what powers from above gave me the clarity of mind to do this, but right when it probably should’ve been time for me to just ask for a pic and walk away, i went for it. i feel like everyone always has their “one thing” 

 5. they wanna say to one of the guys and ever since mitam i have always, always, always said that if i ever met any of them i would say something about end of the day. so basically i just started rambling and i was more or less just like, “i just wanted to say thank you for end of the day. i dont know if you know this and i dont know what your intentions were with the song or whatever, but just thank you 

 6. because there’s a very large group of us that have kind of taken it to be a song about girls that love girls and it just really means a lot since it’s such a fun, positive song. so thank you.” and it obviously came out 98539485793485 times more awkward and jumbled than that but whatever. and he wasn’t like, “omg!!! you got it!! that’s what it’s about!!!” or anything at all like that, but he just got like…very?? soft and sweet. 

 he stopped grinning like he had been during our entire exchange. like that big cheesy fan grin he always does idk?? and instead he just had this very soft and sweet smile and he GAVE ME THE SOFTEST HUG IN THE ENTIRE WOLRD!!!! HE HUGGED ME!!!! HE INITIATED THE HUGGGGGG!!! and it was just a very soft hug im sorry iknow ive used that word like eighty times but it’s true!!!! and during the hug i kinda turned back into fan girl mush and i was like “thank you thank you thank youuuuu” 

and then he was like, “thank you, love,” and then oli took a pic of us haha. and after this two minute encounter i literally only have one thing to say: idk shit about larry or babygate or any of that bullshit. all i know is that louis tomlinson was incredibly sweet and kind and he is not the attention seeking asshole that people on my dash have been slowly making him out to be.

so yeah basically he was just sweet and kind. i really, really don’t want to be connected with this story (i got burned a while back by someone accidentally outing me on tumblr and it made for an awkward convo with the girl i kinda like…) but yes!!! it just is what it is :) i totally get it if you dont wanna publish, but it’s cool if you do. (and this is me praying to god im not in any pap pics. but oh well.) 


Oh. My. God.  I know I’m going to have to call this a rumor, but this is the best story!!!  I hope it’s true. It sounds true and it sounds exactly like I would think something like this would happen :)

Thank you so much for sharing. Thank you!!  

Beach Day

Created for Voltron Whump Week

Prompt: Day 6- Poison

Summary: The paladins finally get a break. Lance somehow always finds trouble though…

Notes: A direct continuation of my fic Within, you don’t have to read it, but it provides a nice little background for this fic. I do try to explain things briefly anyway, there’s just no details.

Warnings for injuries, venomous creatures, blood, illness.

 Beach day

There were thousands of miles of beaches and sun and beautiful oceans. They had already been visiting this planet for over a week, but everyone kept finding excuses not to leave. They were situated in a more remote location, so they weren’t sharing this beach with anyone else besides the team. It was their private beach getaway. At first, it was only supposed to be for Lance’s birthday, but then they decided to stay a few more days and then a week went by… but nobody wanted to be the one that suggested they go back to being defenders of the universe just yet. They had needed the vacation, especially Lance, who had been so sick just a short while ago. It was good to see him smiling again.

However, while nobody said it, Lance knew that they would be leaving soon. He felt the shift in the energy; the little bit of regret that started to creep in on Shiro’s and Coran’s faces. They didn’t want to tell him it was time to go, but he knew that it was. So Lance started saying goodbye. He spent a whole day in the ocean, playing in the waves. The next day he decided to go walk to the tide pools that he actually hadn’t visited yet.

“Pidge, want to take a walk with me?”

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Series: Soulmate au bts and svt
Member: Suga (bts)
Genre: fluff with a touch of not fluff but not quite angst
Prompt:  You can feel the other’s emotions to a certain extent, but only when they’re feeling it at an extreme or intense level
A/N: this one feels a bit rushed hsdfhe sorry,, im trying to make these aus as equal in length to each other as possible so no one feels like their bias is getting less than someone else’s
Find the tag for this series here: x

  • Okay so like you hadn’t felt much from your soulmate over the years
  • Like of course you’d felt happiness sometimes and sometimes sadness when he hit the extremes but overall it hadn’t been much of big deal
  • You figured it was mostly you giving him emotions because ever since you turned like nine or so you got something from him extremely rarely?? It was a bit odd to be completely honest,,
  • Until you woke up one morning and you had this little pit of longing in your chest 
  • And like??? It didn’t belong to you and you quickly realized it must belong to your soulmate and you were like oh boy,,,
  • You figured it was just a bad day but at the same time something about it didn’t seem like a “bad day” 
  • You did your best to ignore it, hoping it would be gone by the next day
  • But of course it wasn’t, and it didn’t leave the day after that either
  • Weeks started to pass by and other emotions were tagging along with this loneliness, and it didn’t affect you much as it was him, but the feelings were still there
  • There was the anxiety that would keep you on edge, not enough to make you have a panic attack, but just enough to make you jump slightly when someone said your name 
  • Plus the sadness that would make the tears spring into your eyes spontaneously, which would send your concern levels skyrocketing up every single time
  • Not to mention you got a ton of weird and worried looks from your friends whenever you would randomly look like you were about to burst into tears 
  • There was also this?? frustration??? the was feeling so strongly that it made your arms itch and you damn near bit people’s heads off when they talked to you too much 
  • And after a month passed, you were pretty damn worried about your soulmate
  • You’d never met him but you knew he was important to you regardless of this, and your heart ached for him cause clearly he was going through some shit,,
  • You started keeping a log of what you felt from him, cause some days were better than others, and you stayed up late to write in it and watch the stars and just silently wish for things to get better for him 
  • You wrote him little notes in this log, full of all the questions you wish you could ask him and little notes of encouragement 
  • You reminded him that you cared about him and you hoped this depressive period in his life would end and that his life would become easier
  • You scribbled down how much you wanted to be by his side, holding his hand and supporting him so things wouldn’t be so hard on him, because it really did feel like he was all alone in this 
  • As the months went on, you started doing things that were fun and exciting to try and make him feel your own happiness, hoping it would ease him somewhat 
  • You went to amusement parks, took your friends on overnight trips, watched comedy movies, spent time doing things that always made you happy specifically 
  • And sometimes it worked!!! You would feel the burden on his chest lighten a bit because of you,,
  • But alas the life of a student demands that you study and focus on getting into college 
  • Also a student’s wallet doesn’t exactly scream big money lmao rip 
  • Sadly, the months blurred into years, and you adjusted to having a little stone of sadness in your chest caused by him 
  • You still tried to help when you could of course,, and you wrote in your log daily,,, but studying and writing entrance exams to colleges and working at part time jobs and internships were also calling for you 
  • So a lot of the time the best you could do was stay optimistic and hope your connection managed to communicate that you cared about him 
  • The day things began to change was full of rain and gloomy skies
  • Despite the grayness to the world, you woke up with a certain lightness in your chest that you hadn’t felt in a long time
  • He had good days, but not one in a long time, so you silently hoped that this one would be good for him 
  • You would’ve dwelled on it longer if it weren’t for studies and several part time jobs calling for you that day
  • So you were heading about your day, job at a grocery store in the morning, studying for your upcoming exams from 11-12:30, then writing a college essay until 2, then off to your next part time job at a cafe until around 8 
  • Busy busy busy !! So much busy you couldn’t focus much on anything but what you were doing right in the moment 
  • Luckily when you got to the cafe business was pretty slow so you had room to breathe a little in between serving tables
  • You were halfway through taking an order when you suddenly froze
  • A strange feeling was filling your chest,,, a feeling you hadn’t felt from him in a long time
  • It tingled and made your heart feel warmer and a smile slowly spread across your face before you kept writing the order down
  • He was finally hopeful and you were Shook
  • But no seriously 
  • You couldn’t help but feel overjoyed about it because holy shit this incredibly important person in my life has been sad for so long and something good must have happened!!!
  • And you’ve got a spring in your step and you can’t seem to stop smiling and your coworkers are looking at you like lmao what got into them but you’re just :D
  • Little do you know that your soulmate had finally found an end to his battles with his parents and difficult trainee days because his debut date had finally been set 
  • Your best friend was working part time at Bighit around the time his group was debuting,, 
  • So you heard a little bit about BTS once they came out, watched a couple performances, but you were still just,,,
  • Well you were really busy,,, as mentioned before
  • It didn’t leave much time for yourself to be honest and your friends were nagging you to quit one job and just have a job and an internship and you promised them that you would once you were presented with a better internship
  • After nearly a year of you still working a crappy schedule, your best friend was like “Well Fuck This” and basically begged their boss to offer you an internship
  • When you found out you were like !!! oh my god are you forreal and they were like yES now quit one of your shitty jobs bitch 
  • So you of course you followed up with your promise and quit your job at the grocery store and started your internship at Bighit
  • For some reason, whenever you went to the building your chest felt a bit,,, fuzzy
  • It was really strange and you couldn’t really quite figure out why so you tried to just ignore it and focus on your work instead, wanting to be the best possible intern you could be 
  • You didn’t meet BTS for a while actually, which is why you couldn’t figure out the reason behind it
  • You were mostly running errands for stylists before they had to tend to the boys, getting coffee for the managers, doing paperwork in a back office area,,, things like that
  • You’d seen a few of the members walking around and said hi to them once or twice, Jimin had helped you find Bang PD one time, but overall you didn’t interact with them a lot
  • They called you the nice intern cause you were super friendly to them and one time you bought Tae a candy bar before you found out they were supposed to be dieting LMAO 
  • But as fate would have it,,, you always just missed Suga 
  • He heard of you from the members and for some reason the mention of your name had his stomach doing little flips and he found himself on alert for you around the building
  • Somehow though, you guys would always just run parallel to each other, never really seeing each other despite working in the same building???
  • This literally went on for like three months oh my god 
  • But then came the day when you were asked to find Suga and bring him to the practice room and they told you he was probably in the studio or looking for some lunch
  • They showed you a photo of him and off you went
  • You wandered around, saving his studio for last but inevitably that’s where you had to go, and for some reason you felt like,,, hella nervous to knock on the door 
  • Like yeah it was a little nerve-wracking to talk to idols especially ones you hadn’t met yet but you liked to think you had it pretty much down by then??
  • But you knocked and heard his voice call come in so you opened the door
  • And you opened it and you called his name softly and he felt his heart skip a beat for SOME REASON gee wonder what that reason could be
  • He turned and then he just froze
  • And you froze
  • And now you’re both frozen good job guys 
  • No but seriously you both felt instantly overwhelmed 
  • Because with one look into each other’s eyes, you knew you had finally found your soulmate
  • If that look alone wasn’t enough, the mutual rush of feelings in your chests certainly was 
  • You swallowed a lump in your throat at the love engulfing your chest and making you feel all warm and tingly, your hands shaking slightly 
  • Part of you was kicking yourself for working in the same building as your soulmate for three months but a larger part of you was shushing that part because it didn’t matter
  • Here he was, feeling the same thing you felt, and you knew that now that you had each other you didn’t have to let go 
  • Suga was the first to break the silence bless him
  • “Hi” was all he said but it had you breaking into a wide smile that he couldn’t help but find himself mirroring 
  • “Hey” you replied and it snowballed from there
  • Yoongi found himself standing up and shutting the door behind you and just pulling you tight into his arms 
  • Of course you returned the hug, feeling relief at finally being able to be in his arms after years of wanting nothing more than to be at his side and telling him it was going to be okay
  • “I’m so glad you’re okay,” you whispered and he chuckled softly, burying his face in your hair and taking a deep breath
  • “I’m so glad you’re here”
  • Sadly your moment didn’t last very long because you suddenly remembered OH WAIT YOU HAVE TO BE AT THE PRACTICE ROOM RN 
  • But you exchanged numbers with him and he promised to call when he got back to the dorms because you were supposed to head home within the hour 
  • You were walking in a happy daze for the rest of the day, finally wandering back home with some food and checking your phone between like every other bite 
  • It was late when he was finally able to call, and he apologized several times for it but you assured him you had a day off tomorrow and you wanted nothing more than to talk to him for a while
  • So you did,,, well you guys wound up talking nearly the whole night actually
  • He explained that he had been in a rut for so long because he really wanted to be an idol but his parents weren’t being supportive,,, on top of that he struggled with mental illnesses and harsh trainee life,,,
  • But he had finally become hopeful when Bighit told him there was going to be a debut date and he and his brothers could finally begin making music to show the world 
  • And the conversations developed from there, telling each other about your childhoods and your favorite things and what you were in school for and every little thing you two could think of
  • You finally fell asleep after 15 minutes of him telling you that you sounded tired and nagging you to just hang up and go to sleep
  • The relationship developed slowly from there, but you were content with the pace 
  • He called you everyday, even if he saw you that day (yes Min Yoongi would actually do this he (kinda) said so in an interview so don’t fight me on this)
  • Sometimes these conversations lasted hours and hours and sometimes they didn’t because he was busy but at least he made an effort to have them with you everyday
  • He honestly felt so lucky to have you,, you supported him every step of the way as his career advanced 
  • Sometimes he began to feel a bit more burdened and questioned if he could really go the distance, but you were always there to wrap him up in your arms and remind him how far they had come already and that they were talented enough to achieve anything
  • You were his anchor really,,, and every time your relationship made a milestone, it just felt natural 
  • Okay but real talk you two always laughed and cringed about the fact that you were sO CLOSE to meeting for THREE MONTHS and it didn’t happen
  • Whenever you two would talk about it he’d laugh and hold you close and just thank his lucky stars that he had you now 
  • He’s grateful you get along with his members and honestly his members are so grateful for you because the man has worked so hard for so long and it’s so OBVIOUS that he’s in love with you 
  • Rapmon will randomly thank you and Suga is just Namjoon s top-
  • Does Suga write love songs about you? You bet your ass he does 
  • Does he randomly drop the bomb that he’s already met you in a live interview? You bet your ass he does
  • You: sdjfhej MIN YOONGI
  • Suga: Okay listen it was an accident I swear they were asking about soulmates but I didn’t even mention your name okay it’s not that bad-
  • Forreal though you guys are so in love and even if you aren’t the most pda people around others everyone can see it because there’s basically hearts in your eyes when you look at each other 
  • You did wind up showing him your notebook from when he was really depressed and honestly he finds it touching??
  • Like you cared enough to track his moods and write him letters,,, he actually kept the notebook because those notes meant a lot to him
  • It let him know that you were looking out for him and supporting him even before you met
  • Please continue to support him reader the gummy bear man deserves it
How Darwinian - vague_enthusiast - Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 9/?
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, James Potter & Lily Evans Potter, Marlene McKinnon & Dorcas Meadowes
Characters: Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, James Potter, Peter Pettigrew, Lily Evans Potter, Marlene McKinnon, Dorcas Meadowes, Mary Macdonald
Additional Tags: Texting, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - College/University, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Mental Health Issues, Chronic Illness, Fluff and Angst, Asexual Character, Asexual Remus Lupin, Alternate Universe - Coffee Shops & Cafés

Excerpt from Chapter 9:

“What, I’m so broken that I can’t be touched?” And just past the sardonic challenge was a question, a fear spun into words and left hanging in the air.

OtaYuri fic recs #7

More OTP goodness! (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧ It’s been a while since my previous rec post, so this list is a little longer.

It’s a rush inside I can’t control by StrikerEureka, mature, 10.4k, A/B/O AU,  Part 2 of the Loved you from the start series, WIP

Otabek is coming to terms with what he is and what he wants out of his relationship with Yuri. Yuri is simply trying to be patient. Otabek tells his mother, Yuri tells his grandfather, and they make plans to spend the summer together.

“I’ve got to go,” Otabek tells him. Not for the first time does Yuri think it’d be all right if he missed his flight. He bites the thought back and he nods. “I’ll call you.”

“FaceTime,” Yuri says.

Otabek inclines his head and takes his face in both hands. The kiss against his mouth is sweet and chaste and not nearly what he wants; the kiss against his forehead lingers a bit longer. And then Otabek is waving at Katsuki and Viktor and walking away from him.

Imparted Graces by ultramarinus, explicit, A/B/O AU, 5.5k

Yuri goes into heat and Otabek looks after him the best way he knows how—He’s had some practice.

4,752 Kilometers by mousapelli, explicit, 2.2k

Otabek is taking the slowest route possible to St. Petersburg, and Yuri’s patience isn’t what it used to be. Otabek helps him out over the phone.

On Love: Agape by Kima, gen, 4.7k

Yuri Plisetsky doesn’t have friends and he doesn’t need them. Not until Otabek Altin shows up in his life. Things start to change and Yuri is not quite sure if he likes it.

Golden Days by Ren, gen, 4.4k

“Yurochka, I wish you wouldn’t spend so much time with him. He looks like a delinquent.”

Yuri’s grandfather doesn’t approve of his grandson being whisked away by strangers on motorbikes, so Yuri introduces Otabek to him.

Endurance and Peach Tea by chapstickaddict, gen, 11.5k

Yuri hummed. His body didn’t uncurl, but instead of pressing his face into the fold of his legs, he rested it on his crossed forearms. Tilting his face towards Otabek, he looked for the bronze metal. The colorful ribbon snuck into the folds of his jacket, hiding his prize from view. Yuri reached out, and Otabek let him pull the ribbon to bring the metal into the light.

It was beautiful. Heavy and ornate, with the front masterfully detailed. The perfect symbol of success. Yuri flipped it over, admiring Otabek’s name carved along the back.


“Did they spell your name wrong?” he demanded, straightening. Otabek made a noise beside him.

It takes three years for Yuri to figure himself out and get his head on right. He drags everyone along for the ride. Otabek is the only one to go willingly.

Five in the Morning in Almaty by figuresk8erboiz (pistachiomadeleines), teen, 1k

Yuri drunk-texts his long-suffering best friend, Otabek Altin.

The Dream by SuddenWhispers, gen, 1.4k

Yuri Plisetsky wonders if winning gold is the only way to achieve his dream. Otabek Altin thinks otherwise.

Untitled by daddybek, explicit, 891

Yuri always thought it would be equal parts hot and hilarious to see if he could get Otabek hard in public.

Pillow Talk by missbip0lar, explicit, 2k

Otabek’s impulse purchases reach an all-time low.

Cannonball by Kanuvina, teen, 2.2k

When he’s at his lowest, Yuri only wants Otabek.

I’m Reaching For the Heights by sarahyyy, teen 1.9k

Holy shit, the Internet is right. Otabek does think that they’re in a relationship.

Slow by Bassarid, explicit, 960

“Even when they were like this, with Yuri bent over a dresser, because they hadn’t even made it to the bedroom, Otabek took his time.”

Hood & Glove by Fahye, hawberries, mature, 12.4k, Fairy Tale AU

“I don’t mess with the fae,” Otabek says.

“I’m not asking you to mess with them,” JJ flat-out lies.

Untitled by daddybek, explicit, 780

Long distance was difficult. After spending only brief days together in St Petersburg or Almaty or in any other place in the world where their careers allowed them to meet, the pain of returning home without the other always made their hearts ache.

Spring Awakening by Asmicarus, teen, 3.1k

When Yakov finds Yuri kissing Otabek in the changing rooms after the medal ceremony, he takes the time to think back over his life and his role as a father figure to Yuri and Viktor.


Summary: So this is for the magnificent @kaitymccoy123 Spring has Sprung Challenge. Kaity so kindly bestowed upon me the prompt of “If I ever see you anywhere near her, you’ll have to deal with me.” The character of Scotty and the color Red.

Pairing: Hate to burst your little bubbles but this is just implied Scotty/reader

Warnings: Domestic violence/abuse, some serious pinning

A/n: I just want to thank Kaity for this. I’m so proud of this. It has taken me a lot of work and rewriting. It was such a pleasure to write. Also, I’ll leave an explanation at the end of the story after the tags if you want to read it. Just some extra author notes. Okay, I’ll shut up now. Enjoy the story.

Word Count: 5110 (Holy shit. Guys this is a long one)

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Peter Parker X Reader

Request:  hello! i saw that your request are open and may i request a platonic peter parker/reader where they are childhood bffs and the reader is a hero/vigilante like peter, then they eventually find out each others identity? thank you!! :‘o (p.s. your writing is amazing! <3)”

Warnings: Cuss words, because what did you expect from me, really.

Originally posted by hardyness

“I can’t believe this.” You sat on top of the highest building you could find, crossed legs nearly hanging off the edge, with your best friend beside you. You both had your masks off, an uncomfortable thing, since it felt like a second skin, but it was more real without them, even if it was weird. “You’re Spider-man?”

“Well, you’re… You! Do you know how crazy this is? I’ve seen you on TV and stuff, and we worked together that once, remember? This is insane! Oh my gosh,” he rambled, looking at you with such amazement. You could see a new twinkle in his eye. One you knew as wonder.

“Excuse me, spidey, but you’re the bigger superhero here, I should be the one fanning over you the most.” You were so overwhelmed. Peter, your friend you’dve known for most of your life,was the hero that inspired you to work harder at the whole Superhero thing. You had looked up to Spider-Man. You had always thought if you were going to talk to him one day, he would say some wise thing that you would write down and put on your wall. Something that taught you responsibility and power. But he was a 15 year old boy, who was still a kid, and certainly still acted like one at times. It felt like such a small world.

“Oh my god!” you practically yelled, a conclusion coming into your head.

“What?” He asked, concern in his voice at your sudden raise in voice.

“That internship with Tony Stark was fake, wasn’t it?” you asked, turning your whole body to face him. He scratched the back of his neck, sheepishly looking down.

“Not exactly. Well, kind of… It’s difficult.” He faltered, apparently not finding the words he was looking for, which was really something rare for him.

“Holy shit, my best friend is a fucking badass.” you smiled widely, laughing slightly, “and a complete nerd. How can this be?”

“I’m not sure.” He smiled along with you. Whenever you smiled, he couldn’t help it, you just had one of those smiles.

“We’re still friends, right?”

“Of course. Always.”

So, I’m listening to the confrontation between Tom Riddle and Harry in the chamber of secrets

and probably what’s striking me the most is the way Tom assumes, implicitly, that everyone who meets him will find him charming and impressive

He talks about becoming Ginny’s best friend, her confidante, the holder of PARTS OF HER SOUL, as if it was a bit of a hassle, but ultimately quite easy. He talks about persuading Professor Dippet that Hagrid was guilty, and describes the effect of his own self-presentation as if it was obvious that one of the most powerful people in the wizarding world should do whatever a 16 year old asked: “Tom Riddle, poor but brilliant, parentless but so brave…”

And he makes one remark about someone his narrative didn’t work on: “I don’t think Dumbledore liked me as much as the other teachers did.” He’s so confident in the effect of his own narrative, his shiny charm, that he’s genuinely surprised and a bit confused at not everybody buying it. 

And, like, the thing is: we see Voldemort when he’s not doing so well, for most of the series. We see him, largely in moments of crisis: autocratic, cruel, utterly without loyalty to anyone but himself. And inside, he’s definitely all those things. But he’s also so charismatic - so good at faking empathy, too - that all sorts of people end up giving him their souls, literally or otherwise. Think about the range of people attracted by Tom Riddle, whether as a schoolboy or a Dark Lord: Slughorn, Ginny Weasley, Lucius Malfoy, Peter Pettigrew, Bellatrix Lestrange, etc. Those are some hugely different people with genuinely conflicting interests! and yet he plays them all, he acquires all of their trust and admiration, and then when he’s done with them they die, but the others keep following him because that’s how good Tom Riddle is at making people love him

It’s incredibly difficult to perform to so many different audiences, simultaneously, and almost never fail. I think Tom Riddle is so good at using people because he uses himself. He doesn’t exist outside the narratives he performs. He feeds on the reactions of others. No one sees through him because there’s nothing to see. He says it himself: “Voldemort [an absurdly dramatic pseudonym, lets be real] is my past, present and future, Harry Potter”

Tom Riddle: consummate identity manipulator, holy shit

Rise Up

Chapter Four

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Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader  |  Word Count: 4872
Warnings: Swearing, fighting, angst

Song: Game of Survival by Ruelle

The original team had, again, gathered off on their own away from the compound within the bunker (Y/N) had been stashed in during her training exercise with Garry so many weeks ago. This time, however, it was not a training exercise which had them all milling about, but a demonstration, one a few of the team had decided to insist on, and one Matt had been, if not eager to be involved in, at least highly agreeable to.

Steve watched the man known as Daredevil from his stance beside his girl, arms crossed over his chest while Bucky warmed up a few feet away. He wasn’t quite sure what Matt was doing, but he was very still, his chest barely rising and falling.

Black cargo pants, combat boots, a fitted long sleeve t-shirt, and wrapped knuckles completed the look, that was until he reached into the pocket of his pants and pulled out a skull cap he tugged down over his eyes.

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 my fic for @jugheadweek about how jughead would discover/accept that he’s aroace

Jughead was 8 years old when he got his first clue that he wasn’t like other kids.

He and his best friend Archie were swinging on the swings on the school playground and Archie was telling him all about his crush on Archie’s other best friend Betty.

“- And you know, me and Betty have been friends forever, but now I think that I really, y’know, like like her!” Archie was looking over at where Betty herself and a group of girls were playing hopscotch as he talked, an expression of innocent excitement and infatuation lighting up his face.

Jughead followed Archie’s gaze and watched as Betty noticed Archie’s stare and waved at him with a shy smile. Archie waved back enthusiastically before turning to look at Jughead.

“What about you, Juggie? Do you like anyone?”

The question startled him a bit. Did Jughead have a crush on anyone?

He thought about it, and realized that he had no idea what a crush was supposed to feel like. How was it any different from friendly feelings? What made what Archie was feeling for Betty different than what he feels for Jughead?

Jughead gazed up at the sky while he contemplated these questions, kicking his tiny legs in the sand.

Finally, as Archie seemed to be getting impatient enough to say something, Jughead told the truth. “I… don’t know. How do you know you have a crush on Betty?”

Archie looked as taken aback by the question as Jughead had been by Archie’s before recovering and screwing up his face into a thoughtful expression. “Well… I just know. I mean, I think she’s really pretty and I wanna hold her hand and talk to her and date her, and I’m always afraid of looking stupid in front of her because I want her to have a crush on me too, y’know?”

Jughead didn’t know. As Jughead listened to Archie’s explanation, he realized that he’s never felt anything like what Archie was describing.

The thought of holding any girl’s hand or going on dates with one like Jughead’s seen on TV was actually grossing him out just thinking about it. And the thought of a girl having a crush on him was… scary.

Jughead didn’t say any of this to Archie, as he didn’t really want to. Jughead understood that getting crushes on girls was something that was considered normal for boys his age and maybe Archie would think he was weird for not understanding it.

“Yeah, um, I get it. I don’t have a crush on anyone right now, though,” Jughead said, going for telling Archie a half-truth instead.

Archie gave him a bright smile. “Don’t worry about it, Jug! There’s tons of pretty girls in our class! You’re sure to get a crush on one if you talk to them, and then I’ll help you get a date with her, ok?”

Jughead nodded and smiled weakly at his friend. This was something that Jughead should want, that will eventually happen to him, that Archie expects will happen for him- so why did the thought of liking a girl that way seem so impossible?

Jughead was 14 years old when he started to seriously wonder about his sexuality.

Not long after that day on the playground 6 years ago, Jughead had stopped really worrying about crushes and dating. After all, he was just a kid, and wasn’t dating really supposed to be for adults anyway? Jughead had simply come to the conclusion that he would want to be with someone when he was older.

Yet here Jughead was, 14 years old and still wanting abso-fucking-lutely nothing to do with romance.

Or sex, for that matter, which seemed to be yet another thing Jughead just didn’t understand that everyone else seemed obsessed with. All the talk of girls and crushes and romance only got worse as Jughead grew older, and now he had to deal with a world that revolved around all that and sex, something that the thought of frankly made him want to puke.

It was especially difficult dealing with this reality when you’re friends with Archie Andrews, probably one of the most girl-crazy people Jughead has ever met. Go figure.

“Jughead, did you see that new girl in class today? I’d heard she was hot, but holy shit!” Archie said as they walked to their next class, falling into step beside Jughead.

Jughead sighed and pinned Archie with an unimpressed look. “Archie, you know I don’t care about that stuff. I’m not affected by my hormones like all of you other degenerates, seriously.”

Jughead had long since given up pretending to care about or relate to anything Archie said whenever Archie was like this. Which was a lot. It was way too much work to try to be someone else, to lie to everyone including himself about his own feelings. Especially when he’s talking to his best friend.

Usually, Archie would laugh or continue on as if Jughead hadn’t said anything at all, but this time, Archie just looked at him with a weird expression.

Jughead was about to say something when abruptly Archie grabbed his arm and pulled him into the boy’s bathroom, shutting the door behind them.

“Archie? What are you…” Jughead trailed off, watching in confusion as Archie checked that there was nobody else in the room before turning to face Jughead, looking uncharacteristically serious.

“Listen, Jughead…  I’ve been meaning to ask you something.”

Jughead waited silently, watching as Archie seemed to struggle with his words before heaving a deep sigh and looking at him with determined eyes.

“You know you can tell me anything, right? You’re my best friend, no matter what, and I just want you to know that… that that’ll never change.”

“Archie… what is this about?” Jughead was getting seriously concerned now. What was making Archie so serious all of a sudden?

“Jughead. Are you gay?”

Jughead stared blankly. What kind of question was that? That’s ridiculous, Jughead didn’t like guys, he liked-

Except Jughead couldn’t recall ever liking any girls. Not once has he thought of a girl the way Archie always seems to, has never really liked the idea of romance for himself. Could it be possible that it’s because he would rather be with a boy?

This idea made him more confused than he’s ever felt before. How had Jughead never considered that maybe he’s not interested in girls because he’s actually interested in boys?

“… Jughead? Hey, are you ok, man?” Archie’s voice penetrated Jughead’s thoughts and startled him back to reality, where Archie was frowning at him worriedly and putting a hand on his shoulder.

“You know you can tell me anything, dude. There’s nothing wrong with being gay and, y’know, I want you to know that it doesn’t matter to me if you are,” Archie said.

Jughead shook his head. “Archie, I… I don’t know. I mean, I’ve never thought about it before.”

“Hey, man, take your time. I’ll be here for you when you figure it out.”

Jughead’s heart swelled with affection for his friend and he managed a smile. “I know that, Arch. Now let’s just get to class. If I’m late again then it’ll land me in detention.”

Archie nodded and grinned at him before opening the door and leading the way out towards the biology classroom.

Only later on, after the school day was over and Jughead was at home and alone in his room, did he have time to think over what Archie had said and whether or not it could be accurate.

Jughead thought about it. He tried to imagine himself getting nervous around a boy because of a crush, wanting to hold a boy’s hand, dating one, kissing one, even tried to imagine himself being intimate with one, but-

Nothing. Jughead tried his hardest to feel anything at these thoughts and he just. Didn’t. The thoughts were even starting to make him feel uncomfortable and he wanted to stop, but no, that can’t be right, they weren’t supposed to make him feel uncomfortable. That was how forcing fantasies of girls made him feel, so what could it possibly mean when he felt the same way when his thoughts were about boys? When he felt equally resistant at the thought of being with either in a romantic or sexual way?

Again, it occurred to Jughead that he didn’t know how crushes were supposed to feel, what being in love was supposed to feel like. That feeling before, when Archie had showed genuine concern and love and support for Jughead and Jughead had felt a bit like his chest was going to burst from that feeling of knowing that Archie cares for him and is and always has been an amazing friend- was that romantic attraction? Did Jughead have a crush on Archie?

Jughead tried to imagine dating Archie and immediately gave up, snorting at the very thought. Yeah, no, Jughead loved Archie, but not in that way… right?

Jughead groaned in frustration and buried his face into a pillow. How was he to know if he doesn’t know what crushes feel like? Jughead didn’t think he had a crush on Archie, but how could he know for sure? He really hoped he didn’t. Imagine having a crush on your straight best friend. That would suck.

Jughead sighed and got up to fetch his laptop. It seemed he needed to do a little research.

After about a half hour of google searching, Jughead came to the conclusion that no, he did not have a crush on his best friend, which was simultaneously a huge relief and somehow a bit of a disappointment.

It’s not that Jughead wanted to have a crush on Archie, but the fact that he didn’t only sent him right back to square one.

It’s not like it was possible to just. Not be attracted to anyone. Jughead had never in his life met anyone or heard of anyone feeling the way he does. So… was there something wrong with him?

Instead of continuing on down that train of thought, Jughead decided to once again enlist the help of his good friend Google.

He brought up the search bar and typed, “is it possible to not feel sexual attraction?”.

He pressed enter and the very first link that popped up caught his eye, a website called Jughead clicked on it and began reading.

So. Asexuality is a term for people who don’t feel sexual attraction, and asexual people can range from being either straight up repulsed by sex and the thought of it to choosing to have sex for the physical pleasure or to pleasure their partner or just to have kids or any number of reasons. The more Jughead read about it, the more Jughead realized that, yeah, this is definitely what he is.

The information available also told Jughead that there are asexuals who feel romantic attraction, who desire to be in relationships, and those who don’t, called “aromantic asexuals”.

Putting a name to what Jughead now knew he was, that he knew he had to be, and knowing that there were others out there just like him made Jughead feel more confident and sure of himself than he ever had before. Jughead researched for hours, reading almost everything the website had to offer and then branching out and reading stories from actual asexual people, actual aromantic asexual people, describing experiences that Jughead related to so much that it made him feel exceedingly giddy.

Sure, Jughead hadn’t really been shy about not wanting girls the way the other boys in his class do for a long time, but that didn’t mean that Jughead never wondered why he was different, wondered when he would start liking girls, as if it was something that was inevitable, that was definitely going to happen eventually.

But now, Jughead knew that it wasn’t going to happen, most likely never would, and he was ok with that. All he’s ever really wanted was to know for sure who he was and to be confident about it no matter who he turned out to be, and finally knowing that it’s an actual thing to not be attracted to anyone in any way and knowing that it doesn’t mean there’s anything wrong with him was… invigorating.

Jughead refuses to pretend to be someone he isn’t, and being the odd one out among his peers wasn’t going to change that. He isn’t going to hide who he is- he isn’t going to pretend he is anything other than an aromantic, sex-repulsed asexual person, because that’s who he is, and Jughead Jones doesn’t care about what other people think- all he wants is to continue being his laid-back, life loving self, and no matter how hard it gets he won’t let himself lose sight of that kind of life for himself.

After all, what life is worth living if you don’t love who you are and fuck what anyone else thinks? Not one worth living at all, Jughead thinks, and with that thought, heads out to talk Archie into buying him a burger at Pop’s.

bilb0swagginss  asked:

Either McCree, Reaper, 76, or Tracer (whichever ones you want) with a s/o that has a crazy laugh. example: they snort, its loud, they laugh till they are tearing up.

// Oh boy I can relate to this. I laugh easily and waaaay too much. Like literally. The thing that never fails to make me laugh is when someone’s MOCKING my laugh…I’m like..stop…pls you’re only making this worse lmao. I chose Reaper and Tracer since I’m more interested in them! And yay, first request with a female character! Please feel free to send more of the ladies in y’all, they need more love ♥ Tracer, D.Va and Mei are legit gf goals for sure //

Headcanons for Tracer and Reaper with S/O that has a crazy laugh:


  • okay, so she first makes you laugh all willy nilly either by making a really dumb joke, or by doing something silly
  • you just crack up and she’s confused like, she didn’t really think it was that funny
  • but she doesn’t CAAARE because you laughing is just so wholesome and pure and it’s wicked contagious
  • now she’s laughing with you
  • will probably keep doing whatever it was that made you laugh in the first place (if it was a joke, she’ll keep retelling it or drag it on, if it was an action she’ll do it again)
  • like she will kill this joke, like, it’s just gonna be fuckin dead 
  • legit nobody else would be laughing but you rn
  • once you start snorting (and perhaps covering it out of embarrassment) she’ll fawn over how cute she found that
  • now when you get to the point of tears & it  becomes more difficult for you to breathe she’ll slow down
  • by now the “laugh high” is off and she’s like “Yikes, calm down love! It wasn’t all that funny!” 
  • you’re both in a good mood for the next few hours


  • you probably start laughing in reaction to a sassy, backhanded comment he made at someone else
  • he thought it was nothing, just a normal snide remark, nbd
  • but then you start laughing out of control - snorting, tears, the works
  • he’s more confused like??? him??? funny??? like i mean he always found himself funny before but holy shit you’re actually laughing
  • and it’s genuine like no way this is fake
  • finds it amusing, and if he didn’t have his mask on you’d be able to see him smiling for sure
  • makes him feel good about himself whenever you laugh at his jokes
  • “At least someone does,”
  • wont overdo it though like he wont push it for fear of killing the joke (haha get it killing haha)
Champion Pt. 3 (M) ~ Boxer!Jackson AU

Originally posted by jypnior

You nodded and bit your lip, “Okay, baby.”

Jackson smiled and picked you up and carried you into your shared bedroom. He kissed you softly at first but it soon became a heated make out session and his hands were exploring your body.

He squeezed your hips when your legs wrapped his waist and you ground down on him. You broke the kiss to let out a moan and he kissed down your neck.

Jackson bit and sucked all over your neck and left hickeys on your collarbones.

He moved his hands to your shirt and removed it, leaving you in just a bra and shorts.

“Jackson please..” You moaned, impatient, but happy he was taking his time.

“Please what (Y/N)?” He smirked against your skin and softly blew on the newest hickey he left on your shoulder.

“Touch me.. Please.. I need you so bad Jackson!” You whined, trying to push him down by his shoulders.

“Not yet baby.” You groaned and tried to be patient but your panties were already soaked. His right hand trailed behind you and went to unclasp your bra… but there was no clasp.

“What the fuck?” He furrowed his eyebrows and ran his hand over your back, searching for the clasp.

You laughed and watched him, “It’s at the front.”

He pulled away and sat up, seeing the small clasp in between each cup.

He used both hands and tried to unclasp it but he failed and groaned.

“(Y/N)! What is this shit?”

You used a hand and twisted it before pulling up and it easily unclasped.

“You’re not wearing this again.” He pulled it off of you and before you could protest, he ripped it.

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