omg what i did just write

STOP RIGHT THERE

can we just take a moment and think about what would’ve happened if Bryan Fuller wrote Sherlock.

This

man

is

a

gift

and 

needs

to

be

(look how fricking excited he is omg)

protected

at

all

costs

just let this man write season 5, he’ll fix everything

A: “I have a question. So like, when something is suspicious we say ‘Something smells fishy’. Why do we do that? Why is fish-smell suspicious? What did the fish do?”

B: “Go the fuck to sleep.”

What I Read This Week

(22/4/17)

I probably the best reading week I’ve ever had, thanks to my incredibly wonderful friends who wrote fics for me for my birthday (they made a collection which you can find here! I am so, so thankful for them all 💙) as well as some other great updates!

Easy Now with My Heart by braveten, Teen, 12k (WIP)
“Fast, Yuuri. Pow pow.”
“Pow pow?”
He giggles—Victor Nikiforov, figure skating champion, Olympic athlete, Yuuri’s idol, who is currently sick and delusional, giggles—and puts his hand on Yuuri’s chest, pillowing his head there, too. “Pow pow,” he repeats as he feels his heartbeat. “Pow pow, pow pow. Fast, see?”
Oh. I LOVE THIS SO SO MUCH <3

Batter Up! by Shadow_sensei, Teen, 2.9k
Victor and Yuuri are celebrating their birthdays together and decide to bake their own cakes, competing against each other to see which of their cakes will be the one to win over the party. Neither have baked a cake in years. SO cute!

Look How We’ve Grown by maydei, Teen, 7k
Victor’s been alive for thirty years, but every day with Yuuri brings new surprises. Life. Love. Fun. Family. Yuuri’s presence in his life has brought them all, and Victor wouldn’t trade it for the world. LOVE!

they say its your birthday by ebenroot, Teen, 3.6k
“Clowns are creepy. We’re not having a clown, Victor.”
“What if I dressed up as a clown?”
Yuuri is pensive for a moment, then he pushes his glasses further up his nose in a disapproving manner. “Then I’m afraid I won’t be able to have sex with you until that mental image of you in clown makeup is purged from my mind,” Yuuri says with a shrug. BABIES AND CAKE OMG 

Duckling by missmichellebelle, Teen, 3.6k
The ballet classes are, inevitably, Victor’s idea. THE MOMS IN THIS OMG I love the end, so adorable!

The Best Kind of Present by Reiya, Teen, 2.4k
Yuuri is having a crisis over what to get Viktor for his birthday. Thankfully, Viktor already has a pretty good idea of what he wants… This is SOO AMAZING!!!

(Only By You) My Heart Always Moves by lily_winterwood, Teen, 6k
This is their first birthday together, and he’s already screwing it up by not having a present for Yuuri. Yuuri, who had fought tooth and nail for them, who had traversed the seven seas to return to him, who had taken the words they had shared in the early months of their intimacy and turned them into something beautiful, something perfect. A-M-A-Z-I-N-G

To Loving Tension by whalefairyfandom12, Mature, 
“Hey, Yuuri?” / “Yes?” / “Did you know people write fanfiction about us?”
Yuuri froze, any traces of sleepiness vanishing with his previous tranquility. / “What?” / “Mm. Phichit sent me a link. It’s tagged with endurance, hair pulling, blowjobs, possessive behavior, and they are in love.,” Viktor mused. “It sounds realistic so far.” OMFG… just… you have to read this omg!

A Hitman’s Guide to Emergency Gift-Giving by exile_wrath, Not Rated, 1.9k
1) In case of emergencies and not know what to give your husband for his birthday in twenty-four hours, the decapitated head of one of his lifelong enemies always works. REALLY awesome one-shot!!

let me be your lover by Tianetti, Teen, 2.7k
A terrible case of the sniffles. I LOVE SICKFICS SO MUCH HECK

Laundry Day by cryingoverspilledvodka, lucycamui, Explicit, 7.3k
The Katsuki-Nikiforov household takes a morning off to do laundry. Living together, it’s not just the bed that needs breaking in. THIS IS SO 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Can’t Take My Eyes Off of You by flowercrownyuri (elevensong), Teen, 2.5k
When Yakov gets bronchitis and can’t go with Yuri to Skate America, Victor fills in as a last minute backup coach. The problem? Skate America falls right before Yuuri’s birthday, and Victor won’t make it back in time to celebrate. Yuuri knows this, accepts it even, but he should know that nothing stands between Victor and what he wants. This is SO CUTE OMFG and Victor is so extra I love him <3

The Greatest Birthday of All by paxton1976, Mature, 3.2k
When Yuuri and Viktor decide to have a belated birthday celebration, their gifts change their future for the better. I LOVE this fic, thank you Pax!!

Frozenheart & Hiddenfire by Thehobbem, Not Rated, 9.7k
Being the youngest child in a family means you get to leave home and find Riches and Adventures your older siblings could only dream of - but Yuuri Katsuki wants nothing more than stay home and hide from Destiny. Which will be much harder to do once a certain ice wizard comes into town. SO good I love Victor in this!!

Perfect Collision, We Call it Art by LittleLostStar, Gen, 884 words
Here’s the thing about Yuuri Katsuki: everyone underestimates him.
It’s not really their fault, and in his healthier moments he’s able to acknowledge that it isn’t his fault either; it’s just how anxiety warps the world around him, like a miniature black hole or the world’s shittiest invisibility cloak. It coats him in a shimmering mirage of shyness and insecurity, and more often than not it’s basically impossible to remove. It’s hard to shine your brightest when you’re dragging all of that around. So the masquerade is kind of a no-brainer. I can’t wait for more!

Accidental Crush by Ashida, Mature, 4k (WIP)
A university AU in which Yuuri’s phone is plagued with spam text messages and the one time he decides to text back results in the best thing ever. Omgomgomg 

dear true love by cityboys, Teen, 63k (WIP)
Victor is a writer pretending to be on a break; Yuuri is a pianist pretending to not be on a break.They meet, somehow, in the backwaters of Saga Prefecture, Japan. That update… my heart! </3

Butt Stuff by Plumpie, Explicit, 13k (WIP)
AU in which top Japanese male figure skater Katsuki Yuuri is recovering from an invasive (and frankly, quite embarrassing) surgical procedure, and his visitation nurse turns out to be terribly, terribly attractive. If only they had met under less humiliating circumstances.

our doubts are traitors by astoryaboutwar, Explicit, 20k (WIP)
the powered assassins AU in which betrayal comes first, forgiveness second, and love was always somewhere in the equation. WOW… that update!!

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Here’s to another week of great fic reading! Be sure to give the authors some love!

Actual Quotes from my Dad (An English Teacher)
  • Dad: Why the hell did you put a comma there?
  • Dad: Do you even know what a participial phrase is?
  • Dad: Omg. He's like my favorite character of all time.
  • Dad: Who should I dress up as for the movie premier?
  • Dad: Hey are you awak? I know it's late, but you read Animal Farm, right? Yeah. I need you to read this report. I can't tell if I am just super tired or if this is actual bullshit.
  • Dad: Alesha wouldn't be able to spell 'definitely' right if wrote it down for her. She would fucking erase it and then write 'defiantly', because she doesn't care. I hate her.
  • Dad: I need you to bake brownies. I lost a bet.
  • Dad: Omg. You cannot ship me with Gilcher. You know I don't like tattoos and he's like twenty-five. And for Christ's sake, he teaches math.
  • Dad: Omg. Gilcher said the funniest thing today.
  • Dad: Mrs. Ashworth and I have decided to start a band. It'll be called Great Expectations.
  • Dad: It's like you didn't read the fucking book.
  • Dad: Okay. So this week you're reading this book I stole from Mrs. Ashworth's. It's like sixty pages long, but you'll love it.
  • Dad: *puts books on my bed for me to read everyday and demands that I read them*
  • Dad: My son doesn't like reading. I have not only failed him, but society. You aren't my son. Leave.
  • Dad: Okay. So you're getting books for Christmas. All of you. I get discounts on them since I'm a teacher, and since I'm a teacher, it's all I can afford, so...
  • Dad: Fucking standardized testing can go fuck itself in the ass.
  • Dad: I have to teach for the required testing instead of what they really need to know.
  • Dad: Fuck the government.
  • Dad: Fuck the school board.
  • Dad: Close the door.
  • Dad: Charles Dickens was so fucking pretentious, and I hate him, but he also caused change, but he's such a Dick. Ha. DICKens.
  • Dad: I love puns.
  • Dad: People who say sarcasm is the lowest form of humor are assholes.
  • Dad: Please shut up.
  • Dad: Catching Fire was the worst book but the best movie and that feels weird.
  • Dad: I wouldn't get so mad when you call me at school if you didn't change your ringtones to inappropriate rap music.
  • Dad: I fucking hate Alesha. She asked what countries were apart of Austria-Hungary today and I almost told her to get out.
  • Dad: You cannot visit my school in a dress that short. There are boys there.
  • Dad: Barbra Parks is fucking Queen.
  • Dad: I need you to make me a good, relaxing playlist for silent reading. I'm too lazy.
  • Dad: If I have to watch two of my students grind on each other at one more dance, I will kill them both.
  • Dad: They act like I care what they think.
  • Dad: I hate homework.
  • Dad: I have decided to become a politician.
  • Dad: What's the one book with the guys and the one kills the other and the chick without a name who dies and the short angry man? Mouseman? Oh my fucking gosh. Of Mice and Men. I have failed.

I hate it when ppl make fun of idols who don’t speak English so well. As someone who is really insecure about speaking and writing in English I feel very upset when ppl make fun of idols.

It’s really not funny. You really can’t expect idols to be fluent in English. I’m totally fine with ppl who tell me that I wrote a word wrong or that I got the grammar wrong, but it’s something else if you say :“Omg I’m crying. Did you see what [idol’s name] wrote?? 😂😂” Maybe it’s just me, but when ppl did that to me I felt shitty. I mean you have to see it from my perspective. You put effort into writing something in a different language, check the grammar and look for the right words, but ppl can only focus on the fact that you wrote a word wrong. I can imagine idols to feel the same way. They take lessons, study after their busy schedule, but fans can only focus on that one word the idol pronounced wrong. It’s frustrating.

So, please, don’t make fun of idols who aren’t fluent in English. Even if you don’t mean to mock that idol, it’s really not funny.

headcanon that shiro is actually super smooth, but only when he’s Wasted

so the team goes to this planet for a celebration (like a secure-the-alliance party or a holiday idk) and there’s these drinks which have no effect on the other aliens but are apparently really toxic to humans so after like one sip shiro is drunk off his ass

so he starts flirting with allura and just. spouting out the best, most masterfully crafted pick-up lines one has ever heard. lance is off to the side writing down every word coming out of shiro’s mouth and being a supportive best friend because allura.exe has stopped working

the next day allura comes up to him and is like “so what was that last night?” and shiro fuckin. Freaks out because “omg i can’t remember anything what did i do fuck”

(lance uses some of the pick-up lines on keith. they don’t work)

Cursebreaker

Request: “Omg, I love your writing!! Anyways, if it is no problem, I was wondering if you could do a newt x reader Beauty and the Beast type thing? Idk I just thought it would be cool? It’s okay if you don’t want to or don’t have time to right it though!”

Pairing: Newt Scamander x Reader

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: None

A/n: so it’s a little different from the plot of beauty and the beast lmao bc I didn’t want it to be the same thing but I still did the whole beast/curse/love stuff :)

Originally posted by viktorfrankensteins

“You want me to do what?” You spurted, almost spilling your tea.

“Just give him a little peck, he loves being kissed!” Queenie’s forced smile was a little much for you.

You eyed the sleeping gargoyle-like creature that snoozed on one of the Goldsteins’ couches. Its skin was covered in grey warts that oozed down its green tinted skin.

“You’re telling me you regularly kiss that thing?” Your expression said it all. The sisters shared a disappointed look, their faces downcast. “Why don’t you get Newt to kiss him?” You huffed. He had been missing for a week now, and he had left this hideous beast in his place. Maybe it was to spite you, a way to tease you for being so foolish to have a crush on him. But he didn’t know about that, right?

“Newt’s-!” Tina almost shouted, but it was as if her mouth had been clamped shut by an invisible hand, the following words muffled.

“Newt really needs you to kiss this thing.” Queenie tried to maintain her calm demeanour, but the tips of her ears were growing red in impatience.

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anonymous asked:

92 tree bros, maybe with some jared? that'd be fun

#92 “That SOOO classifies as a date”

“YOU WENT ON A DATE WITH CONNOR MURPHY!?”

“Ja-Jared shhhh! Please!” Evan begged as he covered his friends mouth. He didn’t need any passerby’s to hear that. What if someone from school just so happened to be passing by his house? “I-I don’t even know if it was a date okay!” 

“Well what the fuck did you do on this outing.” Jared asked. He promptly sat down on Evan’s couch, awaiting the other teen to answer him.

“Look after he shoved me we talked in the computer lab and he apologized and gave me my letter back-”

“He gave you back your weird sex letter?” Jared laughed. God that was great! Did Connor even read it or know Evan Hansen, of all people, wrote a sex letter about his sister.

“It wasn’t a sex letter Jared!” Evan exclaimed. Why was Jared so insistent that he wrote a sex letter about Zoe Murphy?! “Well whatever, he asked me to go get ice cream as an apology and we hung out in an orchard and he brought me home after dark.” Evan explained.

“That SOOO classifies a date Hansen.” Jared pointed out. “All you need is a kiss goodnight and it’ll be like the 1950′s making a comeback.” Jared smirked. He couldn’t believe Evan actually went on a date with someone, let alone Connor Murphy.

“Jared! Friends can hang out in abandoned orchards and eat ice cream! It’s not just for couples!” Evan protested. He also failed to mention that their was a slight kiss on the cheek from Connor but it was only an accident!

Connor had went to reach for something and Evan moved and Connor’s lips connected with Evan’s cheek. Both boys ended up blushing furiously and Evan had left the car in an instant.

“Fine whatever you say Evan.” Jared put his hands up in defense. He let out a laugh and shook his head. “But it was so a date.”

“IT WAS NOT A DATE!”

A Grocery Store Saviour

Request: Omg i love your writing sooo much <3 I was thinking if you could do a story based off Michael Buble’s ‘Just Haven’t met you Yet’. I understand if you wouldn’t want to do it but thank you for your time :)

Word Count: 2,852

Pairing: Newt x Reader

Requested by Anonymous but also tagging @dont-give-a-bother @red-roses-and-stories and @caseoffics


“Next!” You call, back aching and feet sore. Work usually sucks, but today it’s a living hell. Saturdays are the normally busiest days at the grocery store but add the fact that it’s the first day of spring that’s warmer than 50 degrees, and you’ve got yourself a full store. The bustle of people weaving around one another in the narrow aisles meant that you’d been sent to clean up five separate messes and help one bawling seven-year-old find his mother. His snot covered fingers had wrapped around your own until you’d found his mother who’d immediately decided to yell at you for not bringing him sooner. People bumped into you with every turn, resulting in scowls and foul language from some particularly angry customers. You’d had to ask people to repeat themselves four different times because of the clamor and been asked because of that if it were really right for a woman to be working. On top of all that, you wore heels today so your feet want to fall off and the store’s air conditioning hardly works, meaning hot sweat drips down your back and soaks your hairline.

Despite the annoying customers and the math involved, you’re almost grateful to work at the cash register now instead of work on the floor when you hear the horrific sound of gagging nearby. Your coworker Arthur rushes past you, mop already in hand.

Raising your eyebrows at the situation, you shake your head and take stock of everything a middle-aged man in front of you sets on the counter. He wears a dark suit and a cap to hide what you assume is a balding head. He’s muttering something to himself as thick beads of sweat slide down his face, over the patches of red dotting his cheeks and forehead and collecting on his upper lip. Every time he says something, a bead flings off its place above his lip, landing on the counter in front of you.

You cringe but reach for his items and pull them closer. Flipping the page on your notepad, you begin writing the costs of everything down.

“Do you not bother to keep your customers happy here?”

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Isak and Even hair drabble | what even is this tho?

I miss Isak, I miss Even…I wonder what they are doing right now…

I imagine that they are being goofy as always, showing their affection by arguing about something silly like 

OMG like Isak deciding that he wants to get a flipping haircut! And Even is just like NO !!!!! FUCKING !!! WAY !!!! BOI. He is literally so offended and I mean this actually turns super serious. Isak kinda just said it one day like “Ugh my hair is getting so long, and it’s so curly and so annoying and I just want to chop it all off” and Even’s all like “lol don’t do that baby, you would not pull of bald. You’d look like a cute baby egg” and then he just kisses his golden curls and Isak playfully slaps him away while grinning “Shut up! I would not, I’d look like a fucking king” 

Even just laughs and is like “sure baby” 

but then of course eventually it gets serious??? like Isak brings it up again one day, like Even mentions a film he wants to go see and Isak is like “Oh let me know the time it’s on because I was thinking of getting my hair cut on Sunday” and Even just like freezes and is all “EXCUSE ME? wot da fuq” and Isak looks up at him and is like “yeah i mean i’m just gonna get it cut a little shorter so it’s not as curly and annoying.” Even’s hand (which was stroking all of Isak’s ‘annoying’ curls) has just stopped in his hair and he is just Not. Chill. At. All. he looks at Isak with his mouth all open and pouty “You are not cutting your hair.” he declares meeting Isaks eyes. 

Isak laughs “what??” he shouts amused and surprised at the passion inside his boys voice over his damn hair. Even just tilts his face down and gives Isak his “I am not kidding babe your not going there, fight me boo” look. 

and Isak just laughs before shouting “oh my gosh your being ridiculous! It’s just hair It doesn’t even matter EVEEEEEN!” 

so then Even just thinks oh you want to fucking start this before smiling and nodding. Isak nods with pride thinking he’s won this fight befooooore Even says 

“You know what? You’re right, summer is coming up and it just gets so hot, I think i’ll go and get my hair cut with you.” 

OH DEAR LORD 

NO 

Isak looks back up at him in horror “NEI!” he practically screams before he could rethink it. 

Even’s eyebrows shoot up smugly “what? no? But baby it’s just hair right?” 

Isak rolls his eyes and crosses his arms in defeat “Fine…fine no fucking hair cut. I hate you.” 

Even rolls over and pulls grumpy Isak closer to him, holding him against his chest. “You love me…” He runs his hand through Isak’s prince hair and kisses it before whispering in his ear “and I love your hair.” 

Isak smiles to himself and blushes. He would never tell Even but after hearing those words from the man of his life, Isak has never looked after his precious curls more.  

astudyinsnoggy  asked:

Sandy. I think you'll agree with me, re: that Moffat quote. But doesn't it feel like he did the same crap with Mary that he pulled with Clara on Dr Who? Make her the star of the show even though SHE WASN'T, and just expect us to fall all over her because "oh! She's so cute and perky and omg she makes SOUFFLÉS!" (Bakes own bread??) ugh moffat needs to stop writing women into his shows. He doesn't know what to do with them.

YES Heather. I 100% agree. I LIKED Clara at first, and then he kept writing her more and more unbelievably, making his “dream girl” and she became the focus of the show and I completely lost interest. 

If you want a show about Clara or Mary, then write The Clara or Mary show. Doctor Who is supposed to be about The Doctor and Sherlock is supposed to be about John Watson and Sherlock Holmes. The second they made the show about Mary it lost it’s way. TST was SO FUCKING BORING. I still can’t believe Mary got a backstory and we still don’t know shit about John! I spent the whole episode checking my watch wondering when it was going to end. That is not the sign of good TV writing.

I’m truly trying to get over this shit show, but I’m still SO FUCKING MAD. I still can’t believe we went from TAB to TST. I still can’t believe TFP exists. God it was so bad. And I know people liked TLD, I HATED what they did to John and thought it was riddled with the same plot holes that the whole season suffered from. I literally cannot stand to rewatch ANY of S4.

And I’m sorry, this got really long. But yes, Heather I agree with you ;-)

Queen of the Water (11)

Bucky x Reader

Summary: A normal girl gets thrown into the Royal world. Royal AU

Word Count: 1.7k+

Warnings: swearing, protective!bucky, FLUFF, cliffhanger 

TAGS AT THE END!

CATCH UP HERE Part 9 Part 10 Part 12

Originally posted by in-perfectenschlag

Her heart pounds against her chest as the car inches closer towards dangerous territory. Bucky had left the house two days ago to return the car he stole from her father and send her a plane for her to take to Romania. Her new life is nearly ten miles away. She swallows hard and rubs her hands against her floral skirt. She tugs on her cardigan and puffs a strand of hair out of her face. The car stops a few minutes later and she glances out the window. The first thing she notes is that the gate is too intimidating to climb over. It’s dangerously sharp at the ends and pokes at anyone who dares to attempt to enter the castle grounds. The seconds thing she notes is that the area surrounding the Palace is ginormous. There’s acres and acres of land and it’s beautiful against the orange sun setting in the horizon. The sky is painted with a beautiful sea of lavender, indigo, and fuchsia. She makes a mental note for Bucky to take her on top of the largest hill in the grounds and have an uninterrupted date.

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Liam’s to do list for him and ryder that you get at the end of the game is so sweet. He wants to get the two of them real wine and pets and even a new couch and right in the middle of this beautiful little list he says “write the question” (as in THE question). The best part is he sends a follow up email where he’s like “I SENT THAT ON ACCIDENT DONT OPEN IT” and right after he sends another where he says “actually keep it we can both add to it together” and just omg what did we do to deserve liam kosta

(opsYamanakabb!Deidara anon no longer in anon bc i hAVE GROWN TIRED OF BREAKIN DOWN ASKS)

GOSH im SO flattered you liked it so much i mean ..

anyways, i have resurfaced bc… well i thought of another thing? err

.

alright so backing up: on the road so far, inoshikacho plus sai have gone into a long and arduous mission of setting the long past wrongs into rights which means finding YAMANAKA deidara and i dunno actually doing sth about it?? and also somehow they acquired hidan for the trip back ??

so, what ive got is this: dei is probably super uncomfortable?? bc in one hand there is ino wanting to bond??? on the other is cho who is an actual legit cinnamon roll???? and to top it off the other one keeps eyeing him weird???? (shika cannot stop staring omfg and to think theres ppl out there callin him a genius) dei can feel himself becoming defensive!! aggressive defensive!!!! (like obvs the best defense is an attack?? or sth)

and so there is two. dei and hidan actually get into a lot of fights bc they just cant rlly understand each other– i mean w deis thing bein ‘momentary’ whats exactly the point of bein immortal?? where is the fun in that??? (hidan can totally show him the fun in that)

also surprisingly dei and sai get along quite well?? (i mean when hidan isnt hogging sai) they are artistic bros?? in so short a time?? (as the only person w common sense at this point, cho is keepin a careful eye from afar– surely the fact that sai gets along so well w the missing nin is vaguely concerning??)

*BREAK POINT**FORWARD A LOT*

so hidan is just chillin in konoha like ?? there is literally nothin they can do to him to make him care?? he is clearly superior™

anyway, hidan is chillin in konoha and somehow he overhears the true akatsuki plan (or he believes in conspiracy theorist sai so they have a headstart) and he is like outrageously offended!!! WHAT DO YOU FCKIN MEAN I H AVE BEEN WORKIN FOR SOME OTHER GOD?!?!?!! so clearly the only solution is to destroy akatsuki just annihilate everything there is no other option

so hidan goes on the warpath like THOSE FUCKERS THINK THEY ARE IMMORTAL I WILL FUCKING SHOW THEM IMMORTAL

or (fair warning, this is v crack now i mean)

hidan decides to be petty af and grabs sai to make the ultimate plan

(i actually havent watched shippuden soo might be a bit of on the execution for this one buut)

and so they go to the big ass statue and somehow they do magic bullshit fuuinjutsu stuff

and like in the climax of everything w the thing is ready to be activated and everyone is nOOooO

MOTHERFUCKER HIDAN POPS OUT LIKE LAUGHING YOU THOUGHT YOU HAD SEEN THE LAST OF ME BITCHES

and turns out hidan and his sidekick sai changed the thing so instead of liberating that rabbit moon goddess (??) the thing is now set to actually summon THE GREAT JASHIN-SAMA

everyone is speechless?? like ???? actual plot twist

hidan starts the thing

hidan is also bragging bc obvs he would be bragging

n some konoha nin (shika?? naru?? probs naru) turns to sai all what were you thinkin??!?! and sai be like i know it looks bad but– *konoha nin goes to save the day*

but the thing already started right? so they dont make it in time and the thing shakes the grounds shakes everything lights up like a goddamn light show annd–

it just… stops

everything goes back to normal like nothin to see here bruh and….

everyone suddenly becomes 1000% more suspicious bc where the fuck did it all go? 

to turns matters worse hidan starts laughing like a lunatic ?? sai goes to retrieve him– hidan needs his alone time now

and it takes months upon months before people start relaxing and a new meme starts as in jashinists rlly do get you all worked up but?? they just cant deliver amirite (obvs when hidan is not around bc he is still a psycho i mean)

and sai just shakes his head.. he only agreed to help bc he knew nothing would happen like bloodshed war rage and muder.. they are all already in the great era of jashin

(what hidan did was like prolong it for more years upon years to come)

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maan what a ride

William Nylander - Last time

I loooooveee all your writings they’re so good omg. Well anyway could you do one where the reader sends William nylander a semi nude photo and then his brother sees it by mistake?

You had just gotten home from a huge sale at Victoria Secret’s when your phone pinged signaling that you had a message from none other than William Nylander, your boyfriend.

Hey, babe how was your day?

Wonderful! Just got home from Victoria Secret’s ;)

Oh, and what did we get? ;) ;) ;)

Instead of texting him you sent him a photo of you wearing the matching set. You two talked some more before saying goodnight.

William was due home today so you made sure to get up super early to get some cleaning done and what not knowing full well that once he got home you two were not leaving this room. After a fast shower and some hot tea/breakfast you were off to cleaning the house. You were so into a cleaning mode that you didn’t even hear your phone ring until the third time.

“Hello.” You said pausing your music.

“Hey, baby what took so long?” William asked.

“Oh, I was cleaning and I had the music on high.” You giggled as you sat on the armrest of the couch.

“Okay, so don’t be mad but remember that photo you sent me last night?” William asked unsure.

“Yeah..”

“Well…um…last night I went to go brush my teeth and well…um..well Alex unlocked my phone and…”

“NO!” You yelled knowing where he was going with this. “Alex’s saw my nude! OH GOD! WILLIAM! OH GOD!” You said placing your face in your palm.

“I mean you weren’t totally naked.”

“NOT THE POINT!”

“I know, I know. I’m sorry….If it makes you feel better he total jealous and loved your body.” He said in his most sexy voice.

“You’re such a dork. And that’s the last time you get a picture like that.” You laughed.

“What!? No!!!”

-Julianne  

Originally posted by pavszacha

You Look Perfect Tonight

“Haz? Baby I’m home”

I’ve had a good day. The song writing went well, and everything was coming together perfectly. I called Harry in between sessions to check if that dinner thing we have is still on and he was so jolly and happy that we can finally spend time together after our hectic schedule. That’s why it doesn’t make sense at all to see him in our bed sobbing pitifully. I rushed to his side.

“Oh my god. Harry, babe what’s wrong? Are you alright? Look at me please.”

His eyes were red and puffy so he must have been crying for a long time now. I held him in my arms as he continued sobbing.

“Baby please tell me what’s wrong. You’re worrying me.” My voice cracked at the end of my sentence. The last time he was like this, it was my mum’s fu-

“I-I’m fine, Lou. It’s just- there’s this song-” He hid his face on my shoulder as he weep silently.

“What about this song, H?” I stroked his back and his hair to try and calm him down. He sat up straight and looked down.

“It’s Ed’s song.” Oh. Okay I think I know what it is about. I lifted his chin so that I’ll be able to see his green eyes.

“It’s about us?” I held his hands and squeezed it lightly.

“Y-yeah. I was talking to him awhile back. You know me I ramble a lot, especially about you. So I started talking about you, about how we were so young when we fell in love. But we made it work, despite the management holding us back. How I admire you so much back then and even now because you are the strongest person I know. With Eleanor, the homophobic rumors, the cheating, the baby, Briana, and your mum. You faced so much Lou and still you’re here with me. Remember when we danced? Right in the middle of a fuckin’ crowd?”

I chuckled remembering how awful we really are at dancing. “Yeah. We were so awful” Harry smiled.

“I told that to Ed to. I was so happy and giggly and he was writing something down. I should have known. That bastard. Going back, I thought to myself back then, I wanted to be the one you share your secrets and problems to. I wanted to marry you. I wanted to have your kids. I wanted to be your home. I saw our future together. And I should have been scared to think of something so serious but I knew you were it for me Lou.”

I didn’t know I was crying until Harry was wiping a stray tear cascading down my face. How did I deserve this beautiful human being again? He held out his hand and I took it.

We silently walked downstairs and found ourselves in our backyard. It was a beautiful evening out. There are stars above which is usually rare. And it’s the perfect ambiance for something. I ran inside and connected my phone to the speakers. Ed’s song started playing as I walked back outside.

“Mr. Harry Edward Styles-Tomlinson, would you like to dance?” I saw Harry beaming at me.

“It would be my greatest honor to dance with you, Mr. Tomlinson.” He took a step forward and wrapped his hands around my waist. His head on my shoulder as we swayed to the beat of the song. He started humming.

Baby, I’m dancing in the dark with you between my arms barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song. When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath but you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight.” He sang as his deep green eyes met mine. I knew right there and then that I’ll never be able to let this boy go. That I won’t know how live the next few years without him by my side. And that he needed to know how much important he is to me.

“Harry, you know I love you, right? I don’t know what I did in my past life to deserve someone as sappy, as kind, as beautiful, and as tall as you but I’m not complaining. I want you to know that I love the way you talk slow, and how you dress, and your very long hair. And everything weird about you. I love you so much that I don’t even care that we’re basically re-creating Ed’s song right now as we are dancing literally in the dark and actually I might have been stepping on your foot. And also I’m in between your massive arms, check. We’re bloody barefoot too, oh my god what have you done to me. And this song might not be our favorite song but it’s becoming one of our many favorite songs. And yes I have met an angel in you. You look perfect, not only tonight but everyday too, Haz. I love you. How’s that for sappy?”

Harry’s crying and laughing by the time I finished and I know that I would gladly repeat this every night if I have to just to see him smiling like that, always.

highfaerys  asked:

omg hello!!!! will you pls do 7, 12, or 18 for nessian??? or feysand idk just mess me up with the feelings !!!!!!!!!!!!

A/N: I did Nessian & prompt 7 “routine kisses where the other person presents their cheek/forehead for the hello/goodbye kiss without even looking up from what they’re doing.”  I hope you like it :)

I’ll put all my little drabbles on Ao3 soon!


Implicit

He’s not sure how he started this, and he doesn’t want it to stop.  That doesn’t mean he’s not petrified of the day when she finally catches on and has his balls for it.

All Cassian knows is whenever he tilts his face invitingly, Nesta brushes a kiss across his bristly cheek and he blushes like a naive child.  In fact, it was so absentminded in its origins that Cassian didn’t even notice until a few weeks earlier when he strode toward the balcony House of Wind, intent on departing for the Illyrian Steppes, and offered his face to her with a cheeky grin.  At best, he expected a few minutes of verbal sparring before his solitary flight, but instead Nesta rose on her toes and kissed him gently, turning away so swiftly she missed his gaping mouth and wide eyes.  

Sadly, Rhys did not, and has been milking it for the last month at every turn, causing Cassian to entertain frequent daydreams of tackling him to the muddy streets and pummeling his smug smirking face.

Still, the teasing was worth Nesta’s affection, however mindlessly it was afforded.

Regardless, he has no one but himself to blame for his current predicament, lips still frozen against Nesta’s pale forehead, broad arm wrapped around her slim middle, their chests brushing deliciously.  Like everything else that led up to this point, Cassian hadn’t consciously decided to step up their silent affection ,and didn’t even realize it was happening until the smell of rosewater and something fiery tickled his senses, his dark eyes nearly rolling back in his head.

She drags in a short breath and he feels it against the bared skin of his breastbone, but still, Nesta remains in the cage of his arms, still as a statue - not reciprocating, but not rebuffing either.

His breath eases out slowly across the top of her head, flyaways dancing in the afternoon light, when Nesta finally clears her throat.  “What.  Was that?”

Mentally cursing himself for this being the one time his endless witty rejoinders fail him, Cassian makes to pull his arm away and he almost thinks he’s imagined her slight form swaying into his chest, until her nose brushes his collarbone.

Throwing caution to the wind - he’s never been one for hesitation or measured steps - Cassian lets his broad hand trip up her back until he’s cupping the back of her head, tilting her face to his.  “It seemed obvious to me.  Perhaps you need a tutor?”

Their noses are brushing now and Cassian is half expecting a fist to the jaw when Nesta surges forward and her lips claim his, seeking, confident, filled with longing that draws a sigh from his mouth to hers.

Some part of his consciousness prickles even as he throws himself into the kiss, somehow ending up with his wings pinned to the wall.  Nesta’s slim fingers spear through his lush locks until she finally pulls away and he chases her almost pathetically, chest heaving as she nips at his lips, their noses brushing when she speaks.  “If you tell anyone, I’ll kill you in your sleep.”

With a wink over her shoulder, Nesta disappears down the corridor, leaving Cassian gaping in her wake.

7 Reasons Why Ramble

SOOOOOO for my au, which you can find here, i kinda thought of this idea about the tape that Lance did of himself. Like what if instead he talks about Blue??? Nothing bad about her but he just rambles on and on about how much he loves her?? Maybe he just talks about the nice times he spent with her?? Maybe Blue also listens to the tapes and everyone can feel how sad she is?? Just, what if Blue is the “Clay” to Lance??

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, Mary Sue culture is the worst fucking thing lmao. Like… I’ve legit seen people list “regarding your OCs as your kids rather than writing tools” listed as a “Mary Sue thing.” I’ve seen “wishing you lived your OC’s life” as a Mary Sue thing. I’ve seen “being attracted to your OC” listed as a Mary Sue thing. Even just fucking being friends with preexisting canon characters can have a character be labeled a Mary Sue. They like don’t want you to have fun lmao. Anything that makes a character unique or stand out or LIKABLE to the creator is “a Mary Sue thing” because in these assholes’ minds the only people allowed to make unique characters are published creators I guess, and even THEN they’ll go after (usually) female characters (sometimes those of other marginalized groups though like LGBT characters or nonwhite characters) who they deem “too perfect” or “too unique” (ex. calling Hermione a Mary Sue when Harry Potter exists, calling Leia or Rey a Mary Sue when Han Solo and Anakin exist, calling Amy a Mary Sue when Sonic and Shadow and Silver exist, etc).

Even if someone does make an OC who’s a self insert or who’s friends with or dating canon characters or who is super duper overpowered and out of place….. who cares omg. Who is it hurting. People seem to usually mention kids doing it but even adults should be allowed to have fun with their goddamn characters - I was an adult when I made my self insert OC and he did loads to help with my gender dysphoria and identity (since I have borderline personality disorder and a common symptom is struggling to have a stable sense of self). I don’t care what age someone does it, it’s not… hurting anyone…. There’s nothing wrong with it at all omg. What’s the point of making an OC who isn’t fun. Why make a fan character who has no close relationship to any character you like. Why create someone who doesn’t stand out at least enough that they’re interesting to think and write about. Who is it hurting if someone just plain draws themself smooching their fav. Who cares if someone makes their Harry Potter OC a wildly gifted young sorceress who could create the perfect patronus and turn into their favorite animal by age 13 and is dating Neville like it literally doesn’t hurt you it’s for fun omg.

The only thing this mindset has rly done is make ppl scared of having fun and being unique with their characters! They feel like they’ll be judged or hated if they make their characters stand out or unique or too much like them or too edgy or interact with their favorite characters. I have a friend who does OC Fridays and like…. every single week he gets messages like “omg I know this character is kind of a Mary Sue but…” all apologetically, even when he’s stated before he supports characters like that…. It’s just so sad tbh. And I was victim of it too; I made the most boring fucking OCs when I was a young teen because I was so scared of them standing out too much and being called Mary Sues. They had nothing going for them! Nothing that made them stand out. Nothing I could relate to because “making your OC too much like yourself” is a bad thing. No interaction with any canon characters because that was a Mary Sue thing. I’d like…. defend them as Not Mary Sues At All and go through “how to make your OCs not Mary Sues!” and remove anything that put them at risk and it made the most boring, flat characters who I felt no connection to! I didn’t care about them because I wasn’t having fun!

My most recent OC is a self insert with angel wings (in a world where there aren’t angel wings canonically lmao), and he works for and interacts with my favorite characters. I write about him having sex with my favorite characters. I draw art of him transitioning because I’m trans myself and I wish I could transition already. When I’m upset about something I like to imagine him in the same scenarios but having support and help from my favorite characters and the problem being solved for him. He’s absolutely a Mary Sue but he’s also fucking fun lmfao. Writing about and talking about and drawing him is some of the most fun I’ve had with any OC in ages. And that’s…… what it should be about…….. OCs should be a fun thing that you enjoy, you should be able to do whatever the hell you want (within reason; I’m not condoning anything offensive or bigoted or harmful here) without fear of judgement and criticism. I’ve been writing for years, I know how to make a developed and mature character, I’m an English major lmao, but I also think it’s fun to make a character that’s a complete projection of my wants and interests and things I think would be fun or cool. And honestly? Creating an atmosphere where people feel like they can make whatever they want and just have fun with their creations is 900% more likely to produce unique, interesting, creative, fun characters than if you police and mock and criticize people who create characters that you deem too outlandish or silly. Make Mary Sues.

Persistence

Originally posted by fairybcby


Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 2.9k

Summary: “Enjoy the ride, and remember, this is a theme park, so cry and scream all you want because no one will remember you anyways.”

A/N: Out of the five unfinished things I have planned, I honestly didn’t think I would post this first. But hey, Happy Valentine ’s Day everyone, and cheers to being a loner.

1 of 13 Ways to Fall in Love.

It’s not that Min Yoongi doesn’t like amusement parks. The rides and the food are pretty cool, even though both can cause a person to spend a bit of time in the bathroom if not heeded with caution. He likes to join in with his friends as they jostle and dare each other to ride this ride - no, that ride!, although in a much more low-key fashion. He also likes to mock their pale expressions and girlish screams afterward.

What he has a problem with is the people.

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