of course everybody falls in love


April’s Featured Game: ARCADEA

GENRE: Fantasy, Adventure, Puzzle
SUMMARY: In the world of Arcadea, people can accomplish their dreams. How? Through video games of course! Everybody who lives in Arcadea has a special arcade machine they can visit in their dreams that lets them fulfill their strongest wishes. Whether it’s to go on an adventure, or make friends, or fall in love, or solve a mystery, or completely start a new life, there’s a game made just for them..
The game follows Maisie, a new arrival to Arcadea. She’s not very interested in all this gaming stuff; her only goal is to find an important person. But along the way, she can’t help but be roped into other people’s problems. She also can’t help that the arcade machines seem to glitch around her. A lot.

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Honestly, though, the best part of teaching Greek mythology is that soft ‘huh’ coming from behind you as you’re finishing up a diagram of the gods and the relationships they have between them.

“Is something wrong?” you ask, turning around while you try, and fail, to clean white chalk off your fingers.

“It’s just,” the boy says, and then he blushes a bit, because people taking Latin are usually good and shy and the last thing they want is to get into a fight with a teacher. “Those two characters here - aren’t they both men?”

And okay, at this point everybody’s paying attention except the resident class child - that one girl who still has to use four different colours for everything she writes and will get upset if you point out she should only use black or blue when filling in exams. So, yeah, you look at the boy, and then at everybody else, and then you turn back, pretend to check.

“Yes, they are,” you say, frowning, as if you never had to answer that question before.

“So why is there a double line between them?”

“Because they were in a relationship at some point. Double lines are for sex, remember? Single lines are kids and parents, and double lines are lovers.”

Someone giggles. The two kids whose parents bring them along to weird art exhibitions - the ones who’ve grown up hearing frank political discussions and the occasional dirty joke - are now looking collected and a bit smug. The others are losing it, and fast - they look at the board, as if only just noticing the thing, and then at you.

“So, they were like, gay?” someone else asks, and it’s always a girl asking this question, because 'gay’ is just something boys aged 14 and a half never use - a Voldemort word, something that’s on your lips today and on everybody else’s tomorrow.

And this, of course, is the moment you’ve been waiting for - what the lesson was actually about. You wouldn’t plan a lesson around that, but you will mention the subject if it comes up, and so you start talking, about all of it - about sexual orientation being a cultural construct, about the Greek language not even having a term for 'gay’ and 'straight’, about warriors falling in love with each other and neglecting their teenage wives, about the fact our society is still coming to terms with something people have known in their hearts for millennia - that there’s no choosing and no free will, not about this. About how the most important thing is to respect yourself and each other, and the rest doesn’t matter all that much.

Statistically, in every class there’s a kid who’s struggling with this. Maybe two. Here things are not as bad as they could be, but it’s still hard, especially when you’re fourteen and you think you may be the only one and you don’t want to be different and how the hell can you even have a conversation about these things, with anyone?

And sometimes when you talk about these things - and dedicated teachers will find a way to include this speech somehow, because you never know who might need an ally, and who might need to hear it said out loud - teachers who love their kids will mention the issue when discussing Michelangelo and Leonardo and Shakespeare and the Iliad - sometimes you see exactly who these kids are. Sometimes you see them looking at you, wide-eyed and fearful and yet full to the brim with that Go on look that’s so endearing on any kind of student. And sometimes all you see is their floppy hair, because they will keep scribbling in their notebooks and pretending like this is uninteresting and embarrassing and Oh my God, but the tips of their ears are getting red, and you find yourself hoping they’ll get a hug today, because they really need it.

Harry Potter/Hogwarts AU Masterlist

all the way home i’ll be warm -  It takes Yuuri three Christmases (and one Phichit) to realise that Viktor has always spent his alone.

Apple of his Eye - Everything has to start from somewhere.
It is unlike Newton where an apple falls on his head one day and inspires all of his works that shaped the current world.Viktor, however, well…

The Art of Broomstick Waxing - "You wanted to know what I was doing this morning, right?“ JJ winks at Minami. "Just ask your Captain."Seungil shoots him a glare that’s somewhere between I’m going to hex you and shut up or no sex for a month.In which Seungil burns JJ’s "Don’t flirt with me, my boyfriend is an Auror!” shirt, JJ becomes the subject of target practice, and trouble brews amidst the UK Quidditch Cup.

Black and Gold - Yuri!!! On Ice Hogwarts AU. Yuuri is in his seventh and final year at Hogwarts when the next Triwizard Tournament takes place, allowing him to meet his idol, Viktor Nikiforov, for the first time.More pairings and relationships will be added as the story progresses.

Catch Me If You Can -  Yuuri Katsuki is 13 when he gets into the Hogwarts exchange student program. It’s everything that he’s ever imagined it would be and more. There’re pasties and mermaids and butterbeer and centaurs and Quidditch, Quidditch, Quidditch! But probably the best thing about being here is getting to see his longtime idol and renowned Seeker on the Russian national team, Victor Nikiforov, in the flesh. A few chance encounters and not-so chance encounters and maybe, just maybe, can Victor finally notice one of his biggest fans?

champion of the cup, victor of the heart -  Three champions, two hearts, one victor.
Let the Triwizard Tournament begin!

charm -  Yuuri is now in his sixth year at Hogwarts and the victim of his secret affections, Victor, approaches him one day during Charms. Growing and changing isn’t something Yuuri likes to do, but he soon realizes it’s a crucial part to living.

Colder -  It’s the beginning of Guang-Hong Ji’s fifth year at Hogwarts, and it seems like it’ll be alright. He’s got good classmates, good (if sometimes questionable) friends, and overall, life is pretty steady. Especially with Leo by his side.
But this year is also turning out to be one full of changes - everybody’s starting to fall in love. And that “everybody” might just include Guang-Hong, with the one person he didn’t want to.

darling, we both know - You can grow up with someone and be simultaneously better and worse for it.(Or: the HP Wizarding World (not set in Hogwarts!) AU where they meet as preteens, fuck as teenagers, fall in love as adults, and occasionally find time to magically figure skate.)

Don’t fly past me, darling (I’ve been in love with you since the beginning) - Gryffindor Seeker Yuuri Katsuki Pulls Off Dangerous Nikiforov Spiral, the article had been titled.Of course Viktor wanted a word with him. No one in their right mind attempted the Nikiforov Spiral— especially not bumbling, overweight Hogwarts students who weren’t Gryffindor Seekers anymore, no matter what the article implied. He’d been three sheets to the wind, under the influence of Madam Chulanot’s finest Odgen’s Old Firewhiskey, and flown with half a brain.

Entwining Fates - Imagine if Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, after the demise of you-know-who, started accepting foreign students in an effort for greater unity among wizarding communities around the world. Imagine that, in this changing climate of diversity and social acceptance, Hogwarts also decided to host an exchange programme with select students from Durmstrang Institute and Beauxbatons Academy of Magic for a semester.Imagine, then, if a young Japanese wizard by the name of Yuuri Katsuki had transferred to Hogwarts to escape his past, just in time to meet a Russian Quidditch player who would blow open the very doors he was trying so desperately to close.A story of love, magic, and teenagers trying to find themselves.

The Eros of Magic - He was just an ordinary wizard with a great fondness for magical creatures. He had no serious goals in his life and he was content traveling the world to help with handling and finding new homes for the beings he adored with his whole heart. He did not have great expectations from the future.Until his long time idol, the great Viktor Nikiforov crashed into his life and turned everything upside down.Literally.Or the Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them AU no one asked for.

Exchange Student - (Harry Potter AU) Yuuri goes to Mahoutokoro School of Magic in Japan with his friends, Yuuko and Takeshi. One day, it is announced that there will be exchange students from Thailand, China, and Russia visiting from various wizarding schools. It just so happens that one of Russia’s greatest wizard prodigies, Viktor Nikiforov, is one of those students. What happens when Yuuri and Viktor meet for the first time and change each other’s worlds?

Expomise -  Expomise: a transformation spell that bonds two objects together.
/ Yuuri is at Hogwarts. So is everyone else./

Fantastic Friends (and Maybe a Boyfriend) and Where to Find Them -  The origin and adventure of our favorite smol bean (Yuuri Katsuki) going to our favorite magical school: Mahoutokoro Hogwarts.

Fundamental Laws of Magic and Attraction - "By the time classes start again, everyone at Hogwarts has heard the story about how Lee Seungil, the Hogwarts Champion, was dramatically played and dumped by Jean-Jacques Leroy, the Durmstrang Champion.“In which the Triwizard Tournament returns to Hogwarts, Hufflepuffs control the student-run rumor mill, more than one person attempts to hex JJ, and Professor Katsuki is hiding something Very Important.

I’d rather be skating - Sometimes, when a muggle child gets an acceptance letter from a wizarding school, they say no.Victor Nikiforov would rather be skating. Yuuri Katsuki would rather be normal.

if these wings could fly - Already, the announcer’s taken the chance to sneak in some snide commentary. Viktor tunes it out by watching Yuuri weave between the Slytherin Beaters expertly, his features tense with concentration as he pulls off a complicated manoeuvre and dodges a Bludger while stealing the Quaffle from one of Slytherin’s Chasers. The early advantage for Gryffindor nets Yuuri loud cheers from three Houses, and Viktor spots Phichit waving a banner charmed to morph between several different cute drawings of Yuuri telling himself words of encouragement. Even from down here, close to the ground, Viktor can see the real Yuuri’s joy and determination as he faces the pumped-up spectators.In that moment, with Yuuri soaring upward, framed by the clear skies and roars from the stands, Viktor finally understands that his friend belongs to a place where he can never follow.

Surprise (Part 1)

Shawn Mendes x Reader


Word Count- 2345

Summary- You decide to surprise Shawn with both your’s and his family on a special concert night!

Triggers- navy homecoming, fluff

A/N- sooooo hi… been a while huh? Believe me, I have been reading A LOT, but I honestly haven’t felt very motivated to do some writing of my own. Until last night. I went to Illuminate Boston last night and I fell in love all over again. So real quick my best friend and I were walking out of the bathroom and I literally stopped in my tracks because Geoff was standing right outside of the bathroom. IN THE MIDDLE OF A BUSY HALLWAY. Nobody was talking to him and everyone was walking by him oblivious to who he was. I walked right up to him and asked for a pic but HES NOT ALLOWED TO TAKE PICS WITH US. I honestly knew he wouldn’t let us take pics but I guess I was just looking to talk to him. But back to the concert it was unreal we had pretty good seats and just seeing his little face in person again made me so happy now that he is gone I’m sad but I’ll just write out my feelings so here we go

p.s.- when I refer to TD Garden i refer to the arena of the Boston concert, that’s where the Boston Celtics play!


You hate receiving them but you love dishing them out. There is nothing like the warm embrace of and over joyed person, especially if that person is Shawn.

Your and Shawn have been dating for six years, that’s right, six. Okay, long story short you are very close family friends with the Warburton family. They lived in Massachusetts next to you before they moved back to Canada for work. You decided to visit them when you were in seventh grade, on a family trip of course. Ian happened to be over his best friend Shawn’s house and because you simply couldn’t wait to see Ian you went over yourself. You totally had a crush on the twelve year old Shawn within a few days and by the time you left, you had shared your first kiss. Long distance life was tough, but somehow, even six years later, you managed to keep the relationship flourishing.

Okay, back to your surprise.

You go to school in New York. NYU, to be precise. So you had told Shawn that you needed to be there to help the freshman move in the day after the concert. That was true, the freshman did move in the day after the concert, but you were in no way a part of that. He was upset because of all the concerts he plays at he can guarantee loved ones of some sort at two; Toronto and Boston. You have always been there for both of those concerts and as a matter of fact, you had been there for almost every concert during the summer for the past three years. You were fortunate enough to tour with him, but unfortunately this past August you were unable to continue touring the Illuminate World Tour because of an internship opportunity that was too good to pass up and your loving and thoughtful boyfriend would never allow you to give it up to follow him around all summer, no matter how much you loved it.  

So you threw him off. Nobody was coming to Boston to see him perform. How sad for him. What he doesn’t know, is that his family is on their way from Ontario and you aren’t at NYU, instead you are loading your large family into the car just as he called you.

“Hey baby,” he whispers, “I miss you.”

“Hi sweetheart,” you say as you simultaneously shush you little brother as you buckle him into his car seat, “I miss you too baby.”

“Do you have time to chat?” He asks hopefully.

“Sorry baby this isn’t really a good time, I have a bunch of RAs up my ass.” You pretend sigh, “Can I call you later?”

“After the show?” Shawn asks.

“Of course baby! You know I wish that I could be there, it just didn’t fall at the right time. I will make it up to you I promise. I love you and have a good show.” You abruptly hang up and yell to your family that is left in he house, “Is everybody ready? We need to leave now!” And soon everyone joins you in the car.

You have a fairly large family. Well, at least it’s large compared to the Mendes family. You have your two parents, a twenty-two year old brother named Matt, an eighteen year old sister named Jenna, a fourteen year old sister named Ella, and a three (almost four) year old brother named Jackson.

Your brother Matt is a dedicated Navy Seal and has been for two years. He completed freshman and sophomore year at a business school near home, simply because he felt he had to. The college route was what your parents always pushed. You were happy to comply; Matt not so much. Matt had confided in you that he was failing his second semester of classes. He has always been your best friend. Jenna and Ella were both close because they were amazing dancers. You and Matt were good at sports and would rather just hang out with loved ones. When Jackson came around he fit perfectly into your little group. Jackson was born right around when Matt and you were the closest as you helped him make his decision to leave college and enlist. Life without Matt had been difficult. As he was in training for six months in California little baby Jackson was your little savior. You were broken every day when You remembered the grueling training your older brother and role model was going through. A little part of you thought that you were helping to influence Jackson and raise him as a happy young boy. Matt came home after he graduated training for two months. For the last nine months Matt has been on active duty. You have been able to speak to him a few times a month but not nearly enough to satisfy your nerves. 

Yesterday was an amazing day. You were finalizing the last minute plans of joining both yours’ and Shawn’s families to surprise Shawn on the day of his concert. The only person on Shawn’s crew that knew of the unexpected surprise was Geoff. You had just finished helping Jackson into his spiderman pajamas after his bat. You had Jackson on your hip as you walked downstairs to bring him to watch TV with his sisters before bedtime. as you turned the corner from the stairs you noticed the door to the garage was open. Shortly after you glanced that way your parents entered through the doorway. Then your sisters. Then a face you hadn’t seen in a while. 


“Matty…” You half whisper half cry as tears stream down your face. Jackson is trying his hardest to wiggle out of your embrace as Matt begins walking closer to you. 

“MATT! MATT! It’s me! It’s me your brother Jax!” Jackson screams. Jay was a name only three people were allowed to call Jackson. Those three people happened to be you, Matt, and Shawn. 

“I know buddy!” Matt exclaims, “I missed you little man!” Matt takes Jax out of your arms and Jax quickly wraps his arms around Matt’s neck. You bring your hands to cover your mouth in disbelief as you cry. This can’t be him. Matt wasn’t expected home for another month. Your body seemed to be frozen in place so Matt placed his free arm on you back and pulled you into his chest. You practically sobbed at the feeling of his touch. 

“Wh-What are you doing here?” You cried.

“What? Am I not allowed to miss my family?” Matt laughs sarcastically. He will never admit it, but there were tears slipping down his cheeks as well that night. 

Okay, for real, back to reality. 

You’re on your way to the concert and everything seems to be in place. The Mendes family (minus Shawn obviously) are stocked up in a hotel room about a block from TD Garden. You are twenty minutes away from the city. When you arrive you are going to hop into one of the tour vans that sit like twelve people with the Mendes family, then you will all go into the arena and surprise Shawn. The show starts at 7:30 and you plan on arriving at the Garden at about 7. Everyone (except for Shawn) knows you are arriving, only Geoff knows that your family and Shawn’s family will also be arriving, and only your family knows that Matt is with you. Matt and Geoff are very close as well. Although Geoff is a few years older than Matt, they get along like brothers because when we met the Warburton family, Ella was really little and there were like six more years until Jackson was born. 

Okay, this time you are really going to stay in the present. 

You pulled up in front of the Marriott and quickly exchanged the families into the tour van. Ella and Aaliyah were obviously gushing about school gossip. They practically know everything about each other. You will catch up with Aaliyah when  you head to the VMAs with Shawn later, when your family isn’t with you. 

“How long has it been since you have seen Shawn?” Your mom asks Karen. 

“Well…” She begins, “He came home about three weeks ago for a few days. He likes to think he is good at communicating with his father and I, but really the only one he wants to talk to is back there.” She says pointing to the back row where you and Matt are sitting with Jax on your lap. 

“Me?!” Jax screams excitedly, obviously listening in on their private conversation. 

“Nooo silly boy!” Karen laughs, “I’m talking about the pretty girl behind you.”

“Who me?” You ask, mid-laugh as Matt was telling a funny story from his life at the compound.  

“Who else would she be talking about?” Jenna sasses. She always loves seeing  the Mendes family, but to be honest you have always felt that she is a little jealous of your’s and Shawn’s relationship. She doesn’t necessarily want to be with Shawn herself, but she wants the relationship that you share. 

“You know he’s going to marry you someday (Y/N).” Aaliyah shares with you. You have dreamed of that yourself, but it makes your heart flutter and your cheeks flush when someone else says that to you. After such a long and deep relationship you could only hope. 

“Alright we are pulling up!” Manny calls out as you approach the stage entrance of TD Garden. You shoot a quick text to Geoff letting him know that you had approached the stage door. He replies letting you know that Shawn has finished his Q&A and he is just hanging around in his dressing room with some of the band. 

You all wait in the van for Geoff to show up outside of the doors. The conversation is quiet and calm as you all periodically glance toward the door. You rearrange your outfit and brush your hands through your hair. 

“Is someone nervous?” Matt jokes. 

“I haven’t seen him in a month, I know that’s not long but I just miss him so much.” You whisper. 

“You look bootiful.” Jay whispers and both you and Matt laugh. 

“Well I sure hope I look booty-ful! And thank you Jax!” You pull one of his cheeks and he wiggles toward Matt.

“I just want to see brother Shawn!” Jay whines. Jax has only been alive when you and Shawn were dating and he has only had the pleasure of knowing the (Y/N) that is so deeply in love with Shawn, the happiest Shawn. 

Your breath hitches as you see Geoff’s figure walk through the doorway and you practically push everyone out of the car to get to him. Jay walks over to your mom to hold her hand to so you can give Geoff a hug.

“Hey (Y/N)! Long time kid.” Geoff smiles. 

“Too long!” You laugh. 

“He talks about you every waking minute he is away from you on this tour.” Geoff whines, “It drives us all insane I swear… wait” And then he finally sees him. Matt walks out of the van and Geoff’s face lights up. “Matt man! It’s so good to see you brother!” Geoff pushes right past Shawn’s parents and envelops Matt in his arms. “I didn’t know you were coming!”  

“Yeah well surprise!” Matt laughs. 

“I can’t wait to hear all about your leave on duty, but first there is someone that really needs to see his girlfriend, like now.” Geoff begins handing out VIP passes to your and Shawn’s family. 

“Off day?” You sigh. 

“Yeah, he just thought this night would go differently and he’s a little down.” Geoff says as he places your lanyard over your neck. Your lanyard isn’t just the Shawn VIP Pass. Your’s is an actual Illuminate Identification card with your picture and everything because you spent almost two months on tour with Shawn. 

You glance down at the card on your neck and traces the edges with your finger, “I missed this.” You smile back up at Geoff as he gives you a sweet smile. He is exited for Shawn, he needs this more than anything. You all follow Geoff through the hallways of the Garden, the two of you leading up front. 

All of your loved ones following you can see the smile that is slowly growing on your face with every step. They all know your and Shawn’s love is different. It’s not just puppy love anymore and its not just dating, its more. Its a lifetime worth of happy that they have all been lucky enough to watch grow and they have been able to watch it change you as well, the both of you. Everyone can see this, well maybe except for Jackson. Jackson just likes to look at the green walls for the Boston Celtics. Green is his favorite color. 

Geoff stops you right in front of the doorway to Shawn’s dressing room. You can hear him talking quietly to a couple of his bandmates and crew. You turn around and mouth to your entire family, “Here we go!”

As you turn into the doorway you see Shawn sitting on the couch, guitar resting on his knee. He is slightly facing toward you and he is talking mindlessly with Zubin as Mike drums on the table to the right of him. 

As soon as you turn into the room you rest your shoulder on the side of the doorframe and cross your arms. You meet eyes with his and they immediately open wider as a bright smile spreads across his face. Your backstage identification rests cooly over your arms as it shines in the lights of the mirrors.

You smile lightly as you can see Geoff to your left and you say, “Hey handsome”

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dreammeposts  asked:

I so desperately wanted somthing good today so I decided re-read some of your old posts. They all are so great! But I found out that there is no Saeran and V in request about Wedding night with RFA:(. Can you please do them too when you have time? These two guys really deserve something so sweet!

Thank you, you’re really sweet <3 I’m so glad I’m bringing you this much happiness, and feel free to alwways talk to me if you feel like it, okay?

So here it is:

Wedding night: Saeran and V 


  • “Okay, I heard about runaway brides and runaway grooms, but this is crazy.” Zen stated to Jaehee.
  • “And the best man is missing too.” Jumin said. “What? Saeyoung isn’t here either?”
  • “No, I checked twice, the three of them just… disappeared.” Yoosung said breathlessly, as he came in running.
  • Nobody wanted to say it loud, but they were all thinking the same: the twins’ father. Did he take you as hostage and forced the tins to come with him without resistance?
  • You and Saeran let your phones in the hotel, Saeyoung had his, apparently, but it kept going to voicemail, which was already filled with messages from Yoosung.
  • Jumin was getting ready to send a force task after the three of you. But Saeyoung finally picked up. “Saeyoung, what’s happening? Are you okay? Are MC and Saeran okay?” Yoosung sounded desperate, but he was so relieved
  • “Yeah, they’re great! Just chill, bro.” “How can I chill? The bride and the groom are missing!” “They’re not missing, they’re fine and in the way of their honeymoon.” “What? How can they have a honeymoon without the wedding?” Zen asked as Yoosung put the call on speaker.
  • “Yeah, here’s the thing… there won’t be a wedding…” “What?” all of them asked at the same time. “Well, you should hear this from them, but they decided they aren’t ready for a wedding right now.” “But are they ready for honeymoon, huh?” Jumin asked, his personal beliefs were very clear here.
  • “Well, I’m not in the position to judge and neither are you. Let them be happy as they want. Okay, gotta go! Something just came up! Ba-bye!” he hangs up “Where were we?”
  • “The part about me taking this man to be my lawfully wedded husband?” you say, smiling. “Seriously, what kind of minister answers his phone in the middle of the vows?” Saeran glared at his brother.
  •  “I’m not a real minister, bro, I’m just doing this because you two insisted in having a smaller ceremony.” Really smaller, as it were only the three of you, and a squirrel walking by in the park you two chose to have this symbolic ceremony. So what if it wasn’t official? What you two shared felt official for a while now…
  • “Yeah, whatever. And what’s with the honeymoon thing? Tmi, stupid!” “Well, that was the only way to make them feel uncomfortable about asking anything else, you’re welcome. And can I say you’re very cute saying ‘tmi’, brother? You’re cute, Saeran” Saeyoung teased him.
  • Saeran was ready to pick up a fight, but you cupped his face with your hands, forcing him to focus on you. “This is not a moment to fight, this is about love, remember?” How could he forget? You looked like you just stepped out of one of his dreams, the ones he never thought he could have a few years ago.
  • “Yeah, of course. I’m sorry.” He said, blushing. You wanted to squeeze his cheeks, but that would only make him more flustered, and he hated being flustered in front of his brother. “That’s fine, I know you’re just nervous. Proceed, Minister Choi”
  • “Yes, sure. So, uhm… MC, do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in… ah, that’s boring and I’m not a real Minister, let’s go to the fun part… If there be anyone present who may show just and lawful cause why this couple may not be legally wed, let him speak now or forever hold his peace.” “There’s nobody here but us, idiot!” “What about the squirrel?”
  • “I swear in the name of the squirrel I’ll punch you, Saeyoung!” you glare at him, Saeran chuckles at your sudden change of mood. “Ahhh, don’t! Your punches really hurt! Uhmm… with the powers vested in me by Longcat, I now pronounce you wife and husband…”
  • “Aren’t you missing something?” Saeran asks impatiently. “Ah sure… You may kiss the bri…” Saeran didn’t even wait for his brother to finish, he pulled you for a kiss, not even caring if his brother was watching.
  • “Let’s go, Mr. Squirrel, I think honeymoon just started!” Saeyoung says, almost running out of there.


  • He didn’t show up to the bachelor party the night before the wedding, that itself felt a little suspicious.
  • Then he wasn’t in his room on the wedding day. Jumin, his best man, kept pacing back and forth, calling him every two minutes.
  • Nobody wanted to think of this, but they were all wondering if V disappeared because he realized he didn’t forget her completely… yes, this marriage thing was so sudden! Was he trying to force himself on forgetting her? Of course this wouldn’t end up well…
  • The RFA voted as Jaehee to talk to you, she was the only one that would sound alarming enough without getting you to panic. Also, the boys were too scared of seeing you cry.
  • You didn’t even flinch. Were you also expecting for something like this? “Don’t worry. We’ll find him.” You stated. Oh… not really, you just trusted him.
  • But as soon as she let you alone, you realized how scared you were. Would he be really capable of just abandoning you like this?
  • You needed some fresh air, so you sneaked out of the room. It was a beautiful late afternoon, the sky was a mix of orange, pink and purple…
  • That did a beautiful contrast to his turquoise hair. Yes, V was there, leaning by the porch in front of the beach. You weren’t sure if you should come close, he looked like he was in some kind of trance.
  •  “Jihyun?” you asked, and he turned suddenly, almost falling when he realized you were ready. You looked like a sea nymph, a goddess of the waters.
  • “MC, I… I’m sorry, I… you look stunning, my love.” “Thank you, I dressed like that for the wedding, you know? That one with the two of us?”
  • “Yes, of course. I apologize for losing track of time. Is everybody mad at me?” “No, they’re just worried, I suppose.”
  • “Are you worried?” “Well, I… there’s this part of me who tells me not to get worried. We love each other and we want to share a whole life!” “But…”
  • “But there’s this other part of me, the one that remembers that… she is somewhere in Alaska right now… getting better. What if she gets really better, V? Will you leave me for her?” BOOM! There it was…
  • “MC, the bullet I took for her… is out of my body, but I still feel the pain. Not physically, but it let a mark on me, a reminder that no matter what I did for her, all that was left for me when it comes to her is… pain.”
  • “And when it comes to me…?” “I feel like I’m under the most beautiful sky in the world. You remind me, that no matter how wide is the world, I can spread my horizons ever further when I’m with you.” Oh… wow.
  • “I love you, MC. I wish I can put in more proper words, but… I don’t know the words that express how much I love you.” He held your hand and hugged you tenderly.
  • “Now I believe a wedding should be in session, right?” “Can we stay like this just a little longer?” you asked and he chuckled. “Anything you want, my angel.”

This was an additon to this post~

QUEENS REC : list of wonderful and amazing Malec and Shadowhunters fanfictions' writers - PART 1

I wanted to make a fanfics rec for a long time but there are so many it’s impossible de choose ! I can’t. So instead, I’ve made a writer’s rec. A queens rec, because let face the truth: they are queens. All of them (and a few kings, probably. I still haven’t met you sorry).

We have so many talented writers in this fandom, it’s a blessing. I said it before but I’ll never stop saying it: thank you, you gave me back the love of reading.

Selecting only a few was heartbreaking. Please forgive me. You all deserve a crown. I’ll give you one, in time, I promise.

If you don’t know her work you’re really missing something. Her two fics are simply amazing !

She has a way to take us so deep in hers characters mind that is stunning. Hers fics are not only Malec center so everyone has a place and is very well studied. It’s invigorating ! She doesn’t leave anyone on side and even has interesting OCs.

How to save a family is really brilliant for that. My favorites are Maryse and Jocelyn, two astounding mother figures with all hers complexity. The case of Max is also a very interesting and emotional one. I’ll let you find out why.

The confrontation between Alec and his AU self in Never stand between two mirrors is worth reading ! Intense and funny moments guaranteed.

Her serie of prompts Spaces Between is also remarkable and offer the scenes and POV we deserve.

Never stand between two mirrors
How to save a family*
Spaces between (serie)*

Lucile has gold in her hands. Really. She’s one of the best autor I ever read. But you surely already knew that.

You’re caught as soon the first sentence and emerged only at the end, three hours later (for the short one). You haven’t drunk, eaten or moved between. You just read because that was the only think you could do. Maybe you live-tweeted to yell at her but that’s the only exception.

Yes, I’m a big fan and have literally no will-power when it comes to Lu’s fics. First I scream when I receive the email or see the post, then I drop everything I’m doing to go read it. And let me tell you : I regret nothing. I’m not disappointed. Ever.

She has already written so many fics and I didn’t even read them all (I know I’m a walking scandal, don’t remind me ! I live with the shame everyday) but if I’ll have to chose one, it will be without a doubt Bright Lights, Small Town. This fic is a masterpiece. A beautiful, so well-written original story with strong and deep characters. It’s Magnus’ POV and he is just so endearing and vulnerable that you want to protect him at all cost ! This fic is about family, friendship and love. It’s about grief, moving on and make choices. This fic is about finding a home and there is not a single thing I don’t like about it. It has touched me in a way I can’t described. Run for it if you haven’t.

To build a home (serie) : Bright Lights, Small Town and extras
Stars Aligned (serie) : And the oscar goes to and following
I see fire
Dead men no tales

Basically you’ll need a blanket, severals hot chocolate (or tea), a lot of tissues, and a loving pet or a plush to get over of her AU fics.

I’m not kidding ! Paparazzi is the most painful fic I’ve ever read, and I’ve read a lot. My heart broke at each chap and there 17 of them so far. The last part of chap 1 of Addicted to you put me on the floor for hours and chapter two was a roller-coaster for my nerves, always promising the sweet candy of happiness and fluff only to take it away before you could even grab it. In summary, Alec is an idiot and Magnus needs a hug or vice-versa. They’re two idiots in love with each others but don’t realize or accept it and make us suffer for their ignorance or stupidity.

But like her writing is so good I’m willing to suffer, and so should you. When angst is well-written it becomes more bearable (do you see the auto-persuasion here?). So be warn but go for it anyway. She promised happy ending so what’s a few stabs in the heart ?

Addicted to you
My true love gave to me

Jackie. Where do I begin ?

Once again I think I don’t have to introduce you to Take me to church, or as we can call it : the longest slow burn ever made. I really hope I don’t. If I do let me ask you something: where you living in a cave without wifi ? That the only excuse I’ll accept.

Slow burn takes all its meaning here. I hope you have patience. Like a lot. No seriously. Love make people blind but at this point it just ridiculous and you just want to bump into the story and scream at this two idiots desperately in love with each others. And you know the worse ? You watch them fall in love. Both of them. So you know. Izzy knows. Jace knows. Catarina knows. Everybody knows. Except them of course.  And on  top on that you have cute Clace and Sizzy, a strong parabatai bond, a brilliant Max Lightwood, Ragnord and Cat as friends of the years but for each year, and a helpful Raj.

I’ve hesitated with Queen of roller-caster because damn I hope you have a good heart. I don’t know how mine survived. Jackie have a way to snap your happiness in one sentence, make you scream of fear the next one to finally made you melt of cuteness two second later. It’s incredible. Seriously my heart had beated so fast so many times while reading this fic ! But you feel so alive, it’s worth it.

And her writing is just a blessing. I don’t count the number of times I had to stop reading because a sentence was so beautifully written that I had to take a moment. There is talent here. This fic really has a particular place in my heart. It’s one of the most beautiful and powerful love story I had the chance to read.

Oh and Fools rush in is extra ! Very different, much more fun and lightly that TMTC but still with angst because it’s Jackie and she can’t help it.

Take me to church*
Fools rush in*
Complete me

I was about to post this rec but Sam posted chapter 17 of In the sin bin before I could and now I don’t think she deserve to be in it anymore…

Yes that chapter ruined me and I’m still pissed. Who’s else ? Raise your hands !

Who else was already on the floor because of the last part of chapter 16 ? Welcome to the club.

And did you see it coming ? No ?! Yeah me neither ! And do you know why ? Because that’s what Sam does ! She always find something to surprise us (or kill us in that case). You think it’ll be okay, they’re going to be happy and then BAM cliffhanger, everything falls apart. How many times did she do that in 17 chapters ? (It was rhetorical question don’t answer that. I don’t want to know). I’m talking about ITSB but chapter 13 of Home was the same. If you read it now you’ll just have to click on next chapter, we had to wait a whole day to find out ! Hearthless.

I’m yelling because that’s what I do but ISTB is a must-read and a fantastic original story. I didn’t know anything about hockey, it’s not really a famous sport in France and I’m the less sportive person you’ll ever met. But reading Sam’s games ? Jesus I hope you have a good heart and aren’t in a public area. It’s more than likely that you’ll scream (of joy and frustration).

But ISTB is not about just hockey. Is about incredible and deep characters. You’ll find in love with Max Lightwood, he has even less chill than Lu. You’ll find in love with Magnus and his suits, Alec and his bread (just kidding they have amazing personality too). You’ll watch them fall in love. Because ITSB is about love, but also about friendship, family, support and team up. ITSB is about taboo and fame, about press and blackmail, about finding yourself and fight in what you love and believe.

In the sin bin*
Glimpses of Malec*

*those fics are not complete

Never have I ever

Originally posted by dianadethemyscira

A/N: anyway, back to the love of my life!!

Everybody knew you and Diana liked each other, except of course you and Diana. Both of you were always so small and awkward. Little glances here and there held too long, affection showed by hand holding or kisses to the cheek. People like Barry, Arthur, and Bruce didn’t fall for it.

So that trio decided to devise a little plan to get you and Diana opening each other’s eyes and seeing that you two were very much in love.

“tonight as a celebration of our victory to our latest battle, we shall play never have I ever!” Barry in a quick second got out the gin and whiskey and wine with glasses for everyone. Diana made an audible sigh.

“Bruce, I don’t drink. I don’t get drunk, I’m a god.” You snorted and everybody looked at you, all of them smiling, especially Diana.

“Well fine I’ll get you water,” he huffed.

After everyone got settled with their drinks Diana got everyone’s attention again.

“What is never have I ever?” Bruce smirked, clearing his throat to tell.

“The game is simple. Someone says something true to themselves, example, ‘never have I ever jumped off a cliff’, but of course if you have done that, you have to drink.” Barry snorted at his example.

“that’s the worst example ever.” He shook his head and Bruce simply just shushed him before looking back at Diana.

“Sounds good?” The Amazon nodded slowly, her eyebrows knitting together but she shrugged.

The game started off slow, nice and easy, but then it esclated rather quickly.

“Never have I ever slept with a man.” Diana and Arthur drank.

“Arthur??” Bruce and Barry exclaimed almost in unison.

“What? I’m a curious guy,” Arthur huffed in annoyance. Eventually the questions led to Diana and you. You realized this was some sort of trap as all but Diana were looking at you with concerning glances, like they were reading you.

“Never have I ever had a crush on (Y/N).” As soon as Barry said that the whole room went quiet. You watched as Diana’s hand wrapped around her glass and she took a drink of you water. Your eyes widened and you felt you were going to feint.

“Diana, you like me?!” The brunette blushed, not making eye contact with you. You frowned, looking at the others that were too busy smiling.

“yes, (Y/N), a lot actually.”

“told you guys!” Barry grinned, looking proud. You rolled your eyes and got up in embrassment, walking to the living room rather quickly. You heard someone else get up as well to follow you. It was Diana.

“Are you alright?”

“yes I’m fine, D, just kind of shocked you like me.” Diana quirked an eyebrow at you.

“Why is that?”

“cause I like you too.”

Dating Millard Nullings would include:

a/n: sorry i couldn’t find a picture :D but here it goes

- he would be your age but you couldn’t tell

- you would convince him to wear the 21st century clothes

- literally, you couldn’t see him but you could feel him there

- he would hold you from behind a lot when standing up

- millard would make so many actual good jokes, you would be giggling and laughing all the time around him

- he would scare you in the morning when you wake up, shouting “BOO” at you, standing right beside your bed

- “millard, are you naked?”

- “i may be”

- mis peregrine would love you two together, always smiling when you were around her

- everybody would think you were the cutest couple ever

- in the beginning, you would laugh at how the food disappeared when millard ate it

- you two reading books together

- you would join millard and horace in their deep, smart talks about everything

- of course, you couldn’t follow what they were saying and you would fall asleep

- when he would see his hickeys on you, it would make him SO happy because at least something of him can be seen

- i feel like you would be a flower girl, millard would look at you sitting in a medow, with flowers around you, in your hair and sunlight shining down on you

- millard’s so cute, protect him

We’ll Get Out of Here

Reader x Peter Quill

#35 [writing prompt link on my blog] “We’ll get out of here, one day.”

Requested by: @summertime-nd-butterflies

Warnings: angst | fluff | triggering (in a sense- fighting)

Summary: Originally this was going to be a cute, short one-shot like my previous one here but then I had this idea, and, well… Mostly it’s about being in a relationship with Starlord and wanting to go back home to earth, but then a fight breaks out and something unfortunate happens.

Word count: 3,278

Originally posted by hellacluttered

His fingertips ran over the soft skin of your stomach under your shirt, his head resting half on your arm and half on your chest. He was half asleep, still dressed up for the day, his hair frizzy from their latest encounter. There had been bad luck with those odd jobs recently.

“We’ll get out of here, one day,” he whispered, placing his hand flat on your stomach, “I promise. Maybe we’ll even try to have a calmer life.”

You cracked a tiny smile, and slowly started playing with his hair. “That would be nice if you weren’t Starlord. You know, now that you’re guarding our galaxy, you can’t just retire.”

“I’ll work from home,” he said lazily.

“The entire galaxy, from Terra?”

He huffed. “I hear they’ve got their own super-heroes down there, maybe I’ll go ahead and join them. Pay some rent. Go to some concerts. Sit in a park, feed the birds.”

You chuckled. “Who knew you were such a simple man?”

It was silent for a moment. “I did,” he said, “I’m tired.”

You pressed a kiss to his forehead, “I know, go to sleep. I’ll be here in the morning.”

He let out a deep breath and his eyes fell closed. There was a little window besides where you slept, and you looked out to the stars, in all their glory, shimmering against the black sky.

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In the name of all Mexicans, I’m sorry for this atrocity!

Who is going to belive that somebody would do this? I mean what the heck?

Just look at this! This is Gravity Hell!

Anyway, for anybody who can’t talk Spanish, here’s a translation:

  • Dipper: What is your favorite toy?
  • Crowd: YEEEEHHHHH!!!
  • Dipper: Really? It’s mine too! When can you invite me to your houses to play?
  • Crowd: YEEEHH!!
  • Dipper: Tomorrow? Wow! Yes, I’m excited. And, I know that homeworks can wait a little, but of course, when I finally decided to use computer to do my homewok, I get distracted with League of Legends! NO! What horrible things can I deserve for my bad behaviour?
  • Mabel: Yes handsome, don’t worry, see you later. [kiss sounds] Ah…. he’s so handsome and so beautiful! It’s beautiful… When he will love me… [Screams and dances]
  • Dipper: Haha! Don’t you realize that everybody it’s making fun of you?
  • Mabel: Of course not. You are not making of me, right guys? 
  • Crowd: YEEEES!! 
  • Mabel: It’s beautiful… When he will love me? [Screams and sings]
  • Dipper: Haha, hey, the people right here is laughing, but I bet they dance exactly like you.
  • Mabel: Ah, we are super-professional ballet dancers, right guys?
  • Crowd: NOOOO!!
  • Dipper: Hahaha!
  • Mabel: What? That wasn’t ballet?
  • Dipper: Of course not! Dou you guys think that was ballet? Don’t you think she dances horribly?
  • Crowd: NOOOO!
  • Dipper: It was awful.
  • [Dipper, Mabel and Soos dance “Despacito”]
  • Soos: [Falls on the ground] Oh, I’m so tired! 
  • Dipper: I’m sure that everybody likes dance. Don’t you guys like to dance in the shower?
  • Crowd: YEEEESS!!
  • Dipper: Haha! Of course yes! I ask, that anyone who likes to dance, boy, girl, or your parents, get up from your chairs and dance with us from there. The song that I’m gonna dance next it’s very manly, I’m going to show you all my manliness. Said that, i want that my friends get up from their chairs and start to dance, well, bring the music! [dances] Ye! Get up everybody! [stops dancing] Thank y'all!! Thank you beautiful  audience from Tijuana! Thank y'all!! 

What do you think?

anonymous asked:

can i please have a crack-shippy fic where everybody is in love with the wrong people.

OMG. OMG. THIS PERSON. THIS PERSON GETS IT. Fuck yes you may have your fic and all my money besides

Lumiere’s legs ache, but it’s a fantastic ache—the ache of being out in summer, hiking through the woods, air on his face when for just a second there he thought he’d never have a face again. He breathes, deeply, almost too deeply—and oh, his muscles hurt.

“You might have thought not to wear heels,” teases Plumette, gently, just behind him.

Cherie, you yourself are wearing heels,” says Lumiere. She laughs and raises her skirts so he can see them. Truly scandalous! And oh so pretty. Their laughter can be heard through the forest as he chases her off the path.

Behind them by a few yards, Cogsworth sighs and raises his eyes to the heavens. Lovers in summer, eh? He cannot remember ever having been this way himself: annoying, grasping for physical attention, all flirt and kiss and nonsense, utter nonsense. He groans and puffs and leans against a tree.

“They all do it, Mr. Cogsworth,” says Mrs. Potts, walking just behind him. “Let them have their fun. Summer was made for lovers such as them.”

“And normal people such as us?” says Cogsworth. “What of us? You have Mr. Potts, I have…..hmph, I have Clothilde. Summer should belong to us, too.”

Mrs. Potts smiles. Far down the path—lagging far behind the older members of the party—Cadenza and Garderobe cling to each other, arm in arm, taking their time and hiking only in between the kisses and hugs. Cogsworth groans again and keeps on walking.

Mon ami! Cogsworth! Down here!”

The party follow the sound of Lumiere’s voice, off the beaten trail and down into a hollow. Cogsworth waves as he sees his friend and Plumette practically dancing in front of a fallen tree.

“Don’t you see?” yells Plumette. “It’s a tree-house! Someone has made a home beneath the tree!”

It’s true: the upturned roots of the tree form the roof of a home, a charming one strewed with blankets and baskets of herbs. Just outside the shelter stands a cauldron, bubbling over flame; this last intrigues Lumiere very much, who stands over it with a spoon.

“You must come try this at once,” he insists. “Marjoram! I haven’t tasted it in years. Ooh, and something else as well—” He sips from the cauldron and concentrates. Plumette, beside him, laughs and eats as well.

“Lumiere! We are trespassing, we cannot just help ourselves to someone’s dinner—”

“Relax, mon ami,” and Lumiere cuts Cogsworth off by forcing a spoonful to his lips. “When our enchanting host returns, we will share our picnic with him. The master will be along with it shortly, no? Cadenza—you are a man of taste—taste marjoram and see what you think.”

While the musicians smile and sup, Mrs. Potts feels an ache deep within her. This is no muscle spasm—though she certainly had enough of those while hiking this deep into the woods—no, this is unease. She looks into the hovel of the tree, and sees roses pinned against the roots, and an owl perched upon a chair; magic, she thinks, magic, and her stomach turns over.

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a little something i wanted to say

it’s kind of a long read, so maybe a little something isn’t exactly the right thing to call it ;v;

In light of recent events, it is clear that there are people who will attempt, sometimes with great effort or sometimes with no effort at all, to hurt you and your feelings. There are those that will try to suck the happiness out of you. Unfortunately, it has happened to many people online (and in real life). It’s really upsetting to see how some people spread negativity around when there’s already more than enough negativity in the world right now? Wouldn’t it be much much much better if we could all come together and just treat others the way we’d want to be treated? with love, happiness, friendliness, and so on?

Words can hurt, really they can. It’s a fact that we’ve been taught since we were children. It’s something that’s ingrained into our heads and something we’re meant to consider for life. But knowing some people, they’ve either brushed that fact aside or consider it miscellaneous brain dump (when it ain’t).

But of course, there are those who know better than to disseminate negativity to others within their community and proximity. They’re the ones who stand by you amidst all the excuse me for the language but bullcrap you’re forced to receive. They’re the ones who pick you up when you fall down. And they let you see how much goodness there is in humanity in spite of a toxic society. They’re the ones who, bless their souls for doing this, give you so much love and support. 

I’m so glad the studyblr community’s like this. I swear everybody here is an angel and just exudes so much compassion and kindness, how does one not feel uplifted from seeing it in action??

Thank you for all your messages, I have never felt so (in a good way) clqoofoqufoqifnnwwaaaaaah (think of it as being very touched, feeling very soft and floofy, and on the verge of happy tears). I’m so very very grateful for each and every one of them, really I am. Thank you all so much.

Maybe it’s a little unnecessary for me to write this, but I just wanted to speak out about this and express my gratitude. You all deserve the world and more, no matter what anyone says. If someone says otherwise, oh man oh man oh man, they best be knowing that whatever goes around comes around. 

I will always be here to give love, support, and positivity within the studyblr community and real life! Sure, maybe to some, I may seem a little extra about many things, but that’s a part of me and there’s nothing I can do about it. And to be honest, being “so damn overenthusiastic about the little stuff” is what keeps me striving for the greater things in life! It gives me clarity and makes me feel at ease (and hyped).

Anyways, I guess what I’m trying to say to you, the reader, is that if anybody ever tries to hurt you, keep that chin up. Of course, if you feel the urge to cry or just shout random outbursts into the void, go for it. It actually helps to release all that bad junk you’ve bottled up inside of you. And after that, know for sure that you are more than whatever demeaning words some pricks use against you. You are growing, you are striving, you are amazing. And so, just for more oomph, keep that chin up!

anonymous asked:

Have you done Crutchie headcanons? I love him :)

Have I done them? Yes. Do I always have more? I do indeed! I love Crutchie Morris, he’s wonderful and to good for the world.

  • Crutchie has a really pretty singing voice, high tenor, but he rarely sings in front of people
  • Jack heard him sing in the shower the first time they spent the night together and was like, “babe??? why don’t you sing more???? that was beautiful?????”
  • Crutchie is just embarrassed because he’s kinda shy
  • speaking of
  • he’s such an introvert but nobody would ever guess
  • his favorite thing about his friends is that while they’re loud and physically exhausting to be around, they’re not mentally exhausting to be around
  • sometimes after being around too many people he goes and shuts the door to his room and takes a nap or takes care of his cactuses who all have names and he loves them
  • is highly allergic to cats
  • absolutely adores cats
  • is ace and a demiboy
  • sometimes he asks his friends to use they/them because they feel nonbinary that day
  • is very oblivious to how other people feel about him, but not about how other people feel about people other than him
  • for example, he realized Sarah likes Katherine within like two days of Sarah realizing it, but he didn’t realize Jack liked him until Jack said it in as many words
  • his dad was in an army doctor and died when Crutchie was twelve when the hospital he was working was attacked
  • that was when Crutchie started dyeing his hair because he looked so much like his dad and it hurt to see that in the mirror
  • he started doing makeup on other people the first show he ever teched and then he started doing it on himself when he got anxious and eventually just all the time
  • he always does his best to stay cheerful but sometimes he just can’t anymore
  • he hates letting people see when he’s feeling like that, because he knows he’s the person people come to when they’re feeling sad, and he doesn’t want them to not, because he loves helping people
  • He’s claustrophobic and hates elevators. he loves escalators. if there isn’t an escalator he’ll fling himself up the stairs at 90 miles an hour
  • which terrifies Jack but going down is even scarier because he steps with his good leg, flings himself forward ten steps with his crutch, and gets down six flights of stairs in a minute
  • the first time Jack saw that he actually screamed because he though Crutchie was falling and going to die
  • is actually jacked like he’s so strong
  • he doesn’t get drunk often because he’s typically the one who makes sure everybody else gets home safe, but when he does he’s hilarious
    • he gets really cuddly and sappy about everyone
    • he gets confused about simple things, cats purring, how microwaves work, why ice cream is cold
    • he’s a lightweight which of course everyone thinks is funny
    • he also gets really jealous when he’s drunk so one time he saw Davey give Jack a high five and started crying until Jack gave him a double high five
  • he’s so good with kids? like so good
  • he loves musicals so much and his dream is to design lights on Broadway
  • he realized he liked boys in fifth grade and announced it out loud without quite meaning to and after that never really bothered to hide it
  • he’s really good at advice and listening
  • total mom friend I love the dork
  • one time Spot and Crutchie both got drunk on the same night which didn’t happen often usually it was one or the other and they fought but like, jokingly, and everybody thought it was so funny because it was tiny tough man v the gentlest one of all it was so funny
  • was the kid in high school who was just friends with literally everyone across all grades everyone loves him
  • is wonderful and sweet and kind and loving and very protective of his friends
  • the Hufflepufftm
  • i love Crutchie a lot

this ain´t my pic, but damn would you look at him?

is this man freaking hot, or what?

Originally posted by delectorable-blog1

alright, alright. what a stupid question. of course he is

Fanfiction Writers Appreciation Day

It’s 22 already, so I’m late, but whatever. It’s never a bad moment to give some love to authors. Writting is really hard most of the time and the lacking of feedback disheartening. So I’m going to review (kind of) my favorite works/authors here and get crazy about them once more.

*It’s all YOI, by the way*

@kazliin (Reiya on AO3)

Well, what can I say more than she’s the angst queen and a wonderful writter? (which everybody knows already tho.) She has broken her readers with the Rivals Series for months (myself included, of course). Her writing is beautiful, and her stories pure gold. Are countless the times I almost had a system failure while reading Rivals and Falling For Your Charms. She has a real talent to portray emotions and you always get engrossed in it. So I hope she blesses us with her talent and let us break her inbox every time she updates for a long time.

@snowbouquet (Ilsia on AO3)

I don’t know how many times I’ve read When your mind screams louder (than love) already. It’s one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever read, for real. It’s really a must to. It’s supposed to have a second chapter, but it’s been ages since it has been updated. Anyway, if there’s no continuation, it’s still totally worth it. I remember perfectly that this work was the second one I read after Reiya’s, and that in the notes of the work the author said that English wasn’t their first language. This really caught my attention (back then I was wanting to writte really bad but English not being my first language was backing me out). After seeing how they wrote something so beautiful not being native really encouraged me to do the same. So thanks Ilsia! (I love your art so much too, it’s gorgeous.)

@kiaronna (kiaronna on AO3)

Just Hold On (We’re Going Home) was one of the first fics I read too, and I screamed all the time while reading it. It’s one of the works I’ve enjoyed the most, and re-read a few times. I loved the plot, the way it was written, the atmosphere created… It’s so good.

@thislovelymaelstrom (themaelstromwrites on AO3)

La Rambla Beneath the Moon is probably one of the sweetest works I’ve read until now. The author’s writing is lovely, and enveloping. I really enjoyed the work very much.

@ - (smudgesofink on AO3)

Of Glass and Gold is an awesome portray of Yuuri’s anxiety. It’s incredibly well written, and you really feel the suffering he’s going through. I truly admire how the author described an anxiety attack, with a breathtaking accuracy.

@rae-of-literal-fucking-sunshine or @dariarawr (sunday_morning on AO3)

Well, so here’s one of my really favorite ones. Hasetsu’s Ocean is so good. Every time there’s a new chapter it hits me right were it hurts the most. The author’s writing gets better every chapter and beautifuler. I found this work very randomly and, oh my god, what a blessing. It’s very angsty, but the suffering is absolutely worth it and all the tears totally justifiable. I’m going to miss it very much when it ends.

@chessala (Chessala on AO3)

While you were sleeping made me sob really terribly, but I couldn’t be anything but grateful about such an amazing work. The emotions described in it are so painful, so well written… I couldn’t do any other thing but cry my heart out and love it.

@phaytesworld (Phayte on AO3)

This is one I’ve read very recently, and oh my, I enjoyed every word of it. Sins of the Flesh it’s something else. I really got engrossed in it. When I started I couldn’t stop reading and it was over before I knew it, so I’m sure that someday I’ll re-read it. 

Thanks to you all for doing such incredible job. You’ve made this fandom even greater! <3

well can i request a all boys from DR1 falling in love with a male s/o?

Of course! I’m in the mood to write about the DR1 boys today, so here you are~ 

And if you are wondering, I can’t go without using a “school environment” joke with Ishimaru. I am physically incapable. 

-Mod Iruma

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20; hoseok

we start out soft (we end up hard) (20)
p: starting with a kiss meant to be gentle, ending up in a makeout

if hoseok had to pick a day out of the week to live for, it would be sundays.

he wasn’t sure if it was because the sun seemed to have mercy on him, stroking his skin with gentle rays of light until he wakes or if the world decides to take it slow on a weekend - growing quiet, somehow peaceful, a bit too perfect and there’s no one else he’d appreciate the day with than - “y/n?” he mumbles, frowning as he runs his arm up and down on your (supposedly) side of the bed. when nothing but cold sheets meet his skin and empty sighs releases from his lungs, he huffs and pushes himself up, a newfound determination to find where you are.

it doesn’t take him long, possibly a few seconds extra than usual because he’s slow in processing where he’s going but the green light shines upon him when he hear motion and movement in the kitchen. when his eyes peel open, he can’t help the wide grin spreading across his face.

he gives you a heads up when he purposely makes a few small noises so you get a hint (and that you don’t get a heart attack). his footsteps are still light for the most part, but what makes it all come together to start floating up to the heavens with bliss is the way he gently slides his arms around your figure from the back and already, you can hear him smiling. 

he presses a long kiss to your exposed shoulder, his shirt always seemingly too big for your frame that it hooks on the right, the end of the collar looped around the space between your shoulder and elbow. what’s being projected in your mind is his gummy grin, his all-too-bright pair of eyes and gosh, his hair that no matter how he tosses and turns in his sleep, he’ll end up looking good.


your hand moves from the spatula, the other expertly switching off the fire before your hands tend to his forearms wrapped around you securely, “good morning,”

he unhooks his chin from your shoulder, leaning back so he can draw his arms to himself but his hands remain to turn you so you’re facing him. when that happens, his smile fades, diminishing as he lures himself back in until he connects his lips to yours.

it starts out slow and mellow; pastel colors being painted with the plush of his lips and the tiny bursts of stars in broad daylight behind your eyelids when they flutter shut, giving into him completely when his arms go back to the mould around your waist and yours fits nicely, loosely locked behind his neck.

one small move of stepping closer to him in the middle of the kiss takes a turn because hoseok’s grip grows tighter when he draws you far from the stove and against the counter beside. it peaks up a notch, his kisses growing more fervent, dripping with need just as the day begins but you’re not surprised, nor do you have any objections.

in contrast to how he nips on your bottom lip and caresses your tongue with his, he ends up whining when your hands draw back lightly to frame his cheeks, so you can pull him away before the both of you get carried away and someone gets burnt by a recently used stove.

“what happened to ‘just relaxing’ today?”

he heaves a deep breath and tilts his chin up, looking at you with a pout, “you, nothing on with just my shirt, does a lot of things to me, y/n,”

with a glint in your eyes hoseok knows too well of, but always falls for seems to spark and - “…do you want to actually do one of those things?”

“you see,” his hands lower down to the hem of your his shirt, already hiking it up with familiarity coursing through your veins, yet each time he does it, it’s sending the shivers down your spine, “you can’t just offer that an expect me to not take it up.”