otp: the only ruin i recognize is to be without you

The “I didn’t have internet for almost 2 months and used up all my 4G reading 1d fanfiction” fic rec :)

 louis/harry chaptered

+ Curly Bun Man

  • I just paid for these Doritos but they’re stuck in the vending machine and I know you’ve been waiting but I am not going to let you buy something until you help me. AU 

a ghost in my lungs (it sighs in my sleep)

  • “Sometimes, when Harry is alone, he’ll stop what he’s doing - texting, fiddling with a ring, reading - and go still, like he thinks if he’s quiet enough Louis will emerge from his hiding spot and say hello.”  Alternately, the one where Louis is a lonely ghost haunting the house on the hill, and the boys move in on a Tuesday.

Poor, Unfortunate Soul

  • Louis, drunk and confused, falls off the side of the cruise ship. Harry, who had been following some dolphins who had been following the cruise ship, rescues him and takes him to a small island until help arrives (as it always does, because Louis is not the first drunk to fall off a boat). But until then, it’s just Harry and Louis. Oh, and Harry is a very handsome, shy merman. Who might have a thing for humans. And Louis, apparently, has a thing for mermen.

+ Cupids Chokehold

  • But - naively, stupidly, blindly - Harry holds out hope for a love that’s written across the stars. He can’t give up the feeling that there’s someone out there, waiting for him. He’s just going to have to wait for them, too. Or: Louis is a Cupid who tries to match up Niall and Harry. It doesn’t work out as planned.

louis/harry oneshots

this unnatural path, it spans infinitely 

  • “You’re gay,” Louis suddenly says, snapping Harry out of his trance. He nods slowly. “Yes, I am.” Louis then goes silent again and swallows back. He closes his eyes shut tightly and lets out a breath. Harry is somewhat worried, mostly because he’s just met Louis today and hasn’t seen him act so strange. “You’re so fucking open with it, Jesus.” New York City: The city that never sleeps. Harry, a university student, takes a trip to New York City with his university and is partnered with Louis Tomlinson. Secrets and fears are revealed and a feeling of longing comes out between the two. or an au where Louis and Harry are on a trip with their university to nyc and the fall in love and fuck.

Wax Off

  • Harry reaches back in with both hands, wordless. The span of his hand wrapped easily over the top of Louis’ thigh, his thumb pulling to stretch the fragile skin there tight. With his other hand, he grasped at the edge of the hard wax, peeling it up just enough to get a grip with his thumb and first finger. He looked up to meet Louis’ eyes. “Ready?” Harry helps Louis wax everything off.

All the kids at school (they were wishing they were me that night)

  • “Are you sure that you two aren’t dating?” Louis forces his gaze away from Harry’s scrunched face and looks to Nick, already rolling his eyes, “Yes, Nicholas, we’re sure. There are these neat things called ‘friends’, perhaps you’ve heard of them, and me and Harry the best kind and best kinds of friends don’t screw each other on the sly. ” Or Getting voted 'School’s Hottest Couple’ when they aren’t actually a couple complicates things a bit.

Tonight We’re The Sea And The Salty Breeze

  • “How may I make myself useful Mr Styles?” “I heard physical activities made you lose lots of sweat and water, great way to eliminate the toxins from what I’ve understood.” “Are you propositioning me?” “I am.” or AU where Harry is rich and handsome and Louis serves him a smoothie.

+ Jump The Gun

  • He groans in frustration, slamming his suitcase shut and maybe slamming his head against it a bit, because Harry Styles is trying to kill him, and it’s all because he has a stupid fucking fetish for girls’ underwear. (or, Louis likes to wear lingerie. Harry likes that Louis likes to wear lingerie.)

+ Bambi

  • “What’re you here for, exactly. I really would love to know.” “Just here for a chat,” provokes Harry. “Lovely to get back home, you know. Got a turkey in the oven–” “At three in the morning. Get real, Bambi.” Louis deadpans a look at Harry, his eyes emotionless as they bore into him. “You’re here for the zirconia, aren’t you.” or the au where harry becomes an assassin and has a mission at louis’ house to steal the million dollar zirconia for zayn.

+ The Way You Make Me Feel

  • “You couldn’t last a damn day without trying to sleep with me." "I can last a whole fucking week,” Harry says, rising to Louis’ challenge. “Wanna make a bet on that, Styles?" "You’re on,” Harry grins. Or, Disney AU where Louis and Harry try not to fuck in public places.

+ A Match Made in Aisle Three (Everybody Cutloose)

“Don’t feel bad,” Louis said. “You picked the machine that freaks out on customers more often than not. It’s not your fault it froze on you.”
“Oh, OK,” Harry replied. “Glad it’s not just me, then.”
“Yeah. Um, I’ll move your stuff to one that works.“
"Wait, don’t!”
Too late.
Before Harry could finish his request, Louis saw what Harry’s purchase was – a giant bottle of lube.
So Louis did what he does best: made it even more awkward.
“Big night tonight?”

Or, the one where Louis is a drama student/cashier who assists Harry in buying a bottle of lube, and is also the only guy that frat boy Harry has trouble talking to.
Also featuring Sophia as stubborn matchmaker and Liam as accidental wingman.

Rinse Me Down

  • Louis just wanted to raise a bit of money for his Uni political party. Niall and Zayn decided on a 'people wash’ because “nobody drives cars anymore”. It quickly becomes a hedonistic water fight.


tell me now and i won’t ask again

  • “You said you couldn’t live without me,” says Louis casually, eyes sparking a bit, and Zayn wants to tell him don’t ruin the momentbut he can’t deny this boy anything. “Didn’t think you cared so much, Zayner.” He pretends to swoon, eyelashes fluttering ridiculously, and he’s messing around but it doesn’t make him any less lovely in the lamp light. “You’ll give a girl the wrong idea, there.” or  Louis and Zayn as best friends, boyfriends, fiancés, and husbands.

+ keep you like an oath

  • Zayn doesn’t recognize the man through the peephole, but he looks harmless enough, so Zayn swings the door open, barely able to get out a greeting before,  “Hello, would you be interested in being my boyfriend?” The stranger asks.  “Uh,” Zayn mumbles, looking between the man and the space behind him, waiting for someone to jump out at him and tell him what’s going on. No one does. And the stranger is still grinning at him, blue eyes shining and teeth on full display as he waits. “Who are you?” Zayn finally asks, when the stranger makes no move to give him more information about what’s happening.

nor are mine ears with thy tongue’s tune delighted

  • louis is the shrew that doesn’t want taming. harry happens to like being adored, thank you. liam is hopelessly lovesick. niall’s the man with the plan. and zayn is in it for the money, until he isn’t. a 10 things i hate about you au. 

+ unwanted pets and the right kind of friends

  • the only things stopping louis from getting laid are his friends and a turtle named Lebron (and maybe his own feelings). or four times louis and zayn fail to have sex and the one time they do.

+ Love is Art and You’re My Canvas

  • zayn is fresh out of juvenile detention, louis is blind and both of them are the only ones who truly know how to take care of each other. 

+ i’m not looking for a lover

  • Zayn has recently come into possession of a fortune he wants little to do with and time he doesn’t know how to waste. And then there’s Louis, someone who can solve both of these problems even though he has his own load of baggage. They meet in New York. 


+ Soul

Liam tosses a grin back over his shoulder. “What are you going to do when I’ve gone and there’s no one around to drive you round the bend?”

Louis’ bike coasts to a stop. It happens so slowly that by the time he’s at a standstill, Liam is far ahead, up by the curve. “I’ll forget.”

Liam stops much more quickly. They’re alone in the dome; their private conversation can be held across thirty feet of open space. “You’ll what?”

Louis watches him. “I’ll forget,” he repeats. “Not the way you forget things, when you can’t pinpoint them but you still carry them in your heart. I’ll just have my hard drive wiped.”

Or: Louis is the medical android tasked with taking care of Liam in a world after nuclear war.

Arrow 5x15 “Fighting Fire With Fire”: We All Got Burned

Originally posted by gameraboy

I’m not quite sure how the Arrow writers are managing this but every single week this show has gotten worse. The issues plaguing the show have only dug in deeper, taking root and I’m not quite sure how Arrow at this point can rid itself of the legacy this season is going to leave in regards to the industry and the fans.

I fully understand that everything is a journey and when you are writing a twenty-three episode series, they tend to draw out plot points that a 13 episode series would conclude rather quickly or smartly avoid. But there is the difference between taking the long way to your destination and setting the car on fire while you’re still driving it.

The Arrow writers have completely forgotten this. Their oft-espoused “back to basics” really meant they were going to erase years of character development. I do not recognize these characters anymore. I do not know Oliver Queen anymore. This isn’t the character that I’ve loved; that I’ve defended like a momma lion; and that I’ve championed a hero even when he wasn’t working with his better angels.

This character is an asshole. I was rooting for impeachment. I’m this close from starting up a Prometheus fanclub. I was once a huge The Vampire Diaries fan. And then Elena Gilbert became a vampire and the show was ruined for me because the show ruined its protagonist. Everything about her character was erased entirely just to perpetuate a love triangle that they had supposedly resolved at the end of the previous season. In doing so, they turned Elena Gilbert entirely unlikeable for me. I just never got over her 24-hr brother swapping or her irritating personality change that was never really explained properly. I never thought I’d see another show destroy its own protagonist as swiftly as TVD managed to do. 

Thus it was funny that I would go on to watch Arrow and root for Oliver Queen, who had his own history of sister swapping. But the difference was that kind of behavior was clearly in Oliver’s past; he was beyond that. He’d grown and learned that he’d been an asshole because karma had kicked his ass something fierce. I’m not saying he didn’t screw up in the present because Lord knows he did. The revival of Oliver and Sara’s relationship was in the worst taste. But it was a little more believable than this push for Oliver and Susan’s relationship in S5.

I thought that douchebag behavior was behind Oliver. Especially once he and Felicity had gotten together. He’d found his light and the one to help him harness it. Oliver had attained a kind of emotional maturity and then the BMD happened. It’s really all been downhill for Oliver since 4x08. It only got worse when S5 started. And yet somehow in 5B they have managed to make all of it worse than 4B and 5A.


I am at my breaking point with Oliver. This isn’t a good feeling as someone who loved his character; as someone who loved this show and was rooting for him to come out the end a better, fully-developed person and hero; and as someone who shipped him with my favorite female character. Because here is the hard truth that makes my stomach hurt to even think: Felicity deserves better than this version of Oliver. I think I’ll stick with what I named him last week: Ollie 2.0. And without some sort of magical reversal, I can’t quite see how any kind of reunion between Olicity could be a good thing, let alone believable. I actually have tears in my eyes writing that out. Like a physical pain has lanced my chest. But I feel that defeated after this episode. I am grateful that we have a couple of weeks off before this reel disaster returns.

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greenfleeze  asked:

Concerning the kiss and hug prompts, I would absolutely love it if you could write a Rebelcaptain fic for numbers 3 and 27, please and thank you! I'm Phoebe_Snow on AO3.

3 - first kiss

As their feet crunch across the sands of the desert moon, Cassian listens for the rhythm of Jyn’s steps and berates himself in the same breath. They have what they needed – an audience with Saw. He doesn’t need her anymore.

(And yet – he can’t stop thinking about her.)

It’s a long walk from NiJedha to whatever hole the old rebel has dug himself into and Cassian feels the passage of the day in how the sun slopes over his back. The hood over his head muffles most details but all the same, he keeps track of Jyn. She is a few paces in front of him, her shorter steps stumbling over the faster pace their captors set, but she doesn’t protest or complain. She’d said her piece back at the city; he supposed she was done.

(And yet – she could have cast the rest of them off, seized her moment, taken her chances alone. She hadn’t. Instead, she’d claimed them as friends and for now, for another day, they lived.)

In the meantime, he has nothing but his thoughts to occupy him, and despite himself, they linger on her. They linger on the way she had rushed into the street to protect a lost child, they linger on the way she had called out his name before taking on a cadre of stormtroopers, they linger on how close she had stayed.

He shuts his eyes under the hood, trying to right his thoughts.

He never quite manages.


The flight back from Eadu isn’t long – only a few hours – but he spends most of it away from the motley collection he’d amassed, Jyn’s words ringing in his ears. He isn’t sorry – he wouldn’t take any of it back – but her words have curled their way inside him. Without a task to occupy himself, he keeps thinking of how she looked as she crossed him, how she had stood her ground and had struggled to speak at all, the cold shaking them to their bones, how the water had dripped in a tap – tap – tap around them, the tension in their bodies primed to explode.

He must make a frustrated noise because K2’s golden eyes swivel onto him and he glances over from the corner of his eye.

“What?” he asks sharply and K2 looks away again. He doesn’t often solicit input from his only companion but for once he’d like some conversation, something normal, to take his mind off Jyn and the fury sliding off of her.

Suddenly, he recognizes the longing ache within him. He wants to talk to Jyn again.


(And yet – she stays at the edge of his thoughts, from when they land to when he reports to Draven to when she marches off with Bodhi. She stays.)


“I’m not used to people sticking around when things go bad,” she says, her eyes smiling as much as her lips, and he finds himself leaning in, eager and young once more. “Welcome home,” he says, surprised to find himself smiling in turn, and if there was a moment, this is it. He wasn’t sure she would even listen when he showed up but he’d heard her in the Council room.

Rebellions are built on hope.

The mantra he’d passed to her had spilled out of her mouth and he’d known – known that the Council would not listen and yet known that there was hope after all. His words, returned to him, had propelled him out of the Council room and back to his old comrades, pulling together enough to punch through Scarif.

If hope was all they had, then hope would have to be enough.

(And yet – something holds him back. That same lingering hope, a promise that the Rebellion was not in vain, whispers wait across the space between them.) 

She is just out of reach, a spark ready to light, and he holds back.

It’s not the time.

But in the dead hours between Yavin IV and Scarif, his thoughts slide back between strategy and hope. She lingers, still, in the small spaces between his fingers, and he feels her edging closer, startles at her touch and checks to see if anyone has noticed.

For now, he puts the future away.


At this point, he can barely stand. He knows she’s supporting him, struggling under the weight of her damaged leg, and he leans against the elevator door.

Suddenly, she is close – much closer than she’s ever been – and the shattered memory of her steps across Jedha, her bottled fury on Eadu, her delirious hope on Yavin IV all jumble together in a single moment as she meets his eyes. He’s just thinking that he can’t breathe properly, even without his ruined lung, when she licks her lip, ending in a hesitant bite.

After all the words he’s thrown at her, he’s sudden bereft and can only shift himself closer, giving her an opening.

It’s enough.

(She reaches up, her mouth finding his in a messy tumble and he falls against her, eyes sliding shut as her arms cradle him. His own words call back to him – welcome home – and he leans into her, urgent and promising, before a pained groan breaks the kiss.

Something inside him breaks in protest.)

For all the things he cannot do, for everything he cannot have, he chooses this moment. He keeps his eyes on her, their expectant hope dying out between them.

(And yet – )

[27 was filled here]

(all kiss prompt fills are being collected at ao3)

send me a number for a hug/kiss

All right, first fic post of the day goes to continuing the prize for the wonderful @kwiibi! Thank you for your patience! I think parts will be coming out more frequently now.

Title: Peculiar Familiarity (Part 2)

Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug

Pairing: Marichat

Word count: 2040

Part 1 is here!

“Marinette didn’t respond right away. She was staring at him in what he could only presume was shock. It was then that he realized what he had just done.”


“No! That’s not fair! I should not have died that time!”

Marinette looked over at Chat Noir with a smug smile. “All’s fair in Ultimate Mecha Strike 3,” she said.

“Except for that,” Chat countered, barely managing to keep a straight face.

“You’re just mad that I keep beating you.” She added another tally to her side of the scrap of paper they were using as a scoreboard of sorts. After Chat had found her walking the streets of Paris that second night, he had begun to keep more of an eye out for her, and it turned out that she snuck out of the house at odd hours of the night quite often. He had figured out the routes she would take, and had escorted her home more often than not since then. She’d complained at first, but now she didn’t seem to mind too much. Then, one night, Chat had mentioned video games during their walk to the bakery, and Marinette had insisted that he come over sometime to play. This was their third game night, and Chat hoped that it might become a regular thing.

Well, as long as she didn’t keep creaming him at Ultimate Mecha Strike 3, that is.

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La Vie En Rose

For my wonderful and @solbabydraws. A very belated birthday present but still I hope you like it my dear, this only means your birthday gets to last longer! I hope you liked it dear <3 I couldn’t have posted this fic without the help of @scriptorsapiens @quietlykeen and @somethingmorecreative1 who are the reason this fic has proper grammar and makes sense. You guys are a the real MVP.

Des yeux qui font baisser les miens
Un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche
Voilà le portrait sans retouche
De l’homme auquel j’appartiens

The November sun was hiding behind the clouds, making the sky look grey and sad, but Annabeth was feeling everything but grey and sad. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, taking in the mix of the different smells around her: flowers, pastries, coffee, and so many more that she could not identify. The strongest of them all was the smell of the ocean. Which would have been out of place in the middle of Parisian market, if it wasn’t for the boy, man, standing next to her and holding her hand. Annabeth opened her eyes and looked at her boyfriend, who was currently checking the selection of vegetables in front of them, and couldn’t help but smile. They were in Rue Cler, one of the oldest street markets in Paris. Percy had wanted to buy fresh ingredients for dinner and Annabeth had been more than happy to take him to the market. It was a way for her to show off the city she had fallen in love with.  

She was currently studying abroad, spending the first half of her junior year of college at the University of Kent, in Paris, while learning all about the architecture of the city. She had been in the city since late August, and she have been loving every moment. They only thing she hadn’t really been loving was being away from Percy. This had been the longest time they had been apart since she got him back after Hera kidnapped him. And while they were finally getting better, their PTSD finally as controlled as it was going to be (she still had sessions with her therapist, but now it was once every few weeks and it was mostly for control) she had missed him. Missed waking up next to him, something she had gotten accustomed after they had move in together during their sophomore year at Cornell and Ithaca.

A few days ago Percy had surprised her at her apartment door, jetlagged and tired after a 7 hour plane ride but ready to catch her after she had decided the most appropriate response was throwing herself at him. He had somehow managed to steal a week away from college to go and visit her. Jason had already been flying to Rome on some official Pontifex Maximus business, and Percy decided to come along and stay in Paris while Jason took another plane to Rome. After all, the only way Percy could be on an airplane was if a child of Zeus was on it too.  

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Olicity Moments of Truth (Part 2): When Anyone With Eyes Realizes Olicity is Endgame

As Olicity fans, we’ve all experienced a moment while watching Arrow in which a scene between Oliver Queen and Felicity Smoak just clicked.  It’s the “aha” moment when we realize there is so much more going on between the tortured hero and quirky IT girl than what’s on the surface.

Even more interesting than our own moments of truth is watching other characters in the show realize it, too. In my last post, “Olicity Moments of Truth: When Love Interests Realize They Don’t Stand a Chance,” I focused on when the Olicity love interests first realized that our favorite couple had a deeper connection. This follow-up post will highlight moments that the rest of the characters on Arrow, both good and bad, came to the same realization.

John Diggle

As I mentioned in my first post, John Diggle was shipping Olicity right from the start. The moment he saw an adorably nerdy and quirky Felicity Smoak stand up to a growly, adrenaline-fueled Oliver Queen without batting an eyelash, he knew there was something special there.

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A Blast from the Past

It’s so wild to me that today being a fan and being in a fandom is totally acceptable in the mainstream and there’s this whole generation of people who are not going to grow up thinking that they should hide their passions because hoo boy, that was Not the Case when I was growing up.

I’m by no means amongst the oldest people in fandom as a whole but I still remember when writing fic and flailing about your favorite characters and plot twists was something that you did not do in non-fannish public. There used to be posts circulating the fandom-dominated online spaces about recognizing someone who’s in a fandom because they used terms like lime, otp, shipping, and they served like code words, as if fandom was an ultra obscure club you could get into only by knowing the password and tapping the door in tune with Hedwig’s theme.

Obviously, my gateway fandom was Harry Potter fandom. I have written my first fics in my first language, Croatian, (I didn’t know English at that time) when I was 10 years old and there was this teeny tiny HP fan community across various blogging platforms but somehow I’ve managed to find the exact one that didn’t have as many HP blogs. Fandom, on that platform, was a totally new concept, and basically, it ended up with me being cyberbullied because of my (shitty) HP fic blogs. Moving on to a different platform and with enough time passing, HPfic became very popular in fandoms around the time I was thirteen (so around 2009) and everyone was writing super self-inserty fics with their OCs. Later on, when I learned enough English and moved on to fic archives like FFnet, I realized that perhaps the Croatian HP fandom was special for its OCs. I don’t think there’s as many OC fics on FFnet as there were in Cro HP fandom. 

But it was still obscure. I’d have never dreamed that there would come a time when saying that you wrote fanfiction would incite any other reaction than dismissal. We all led double lives. We talked on message boards (those were super popular at that time, too) and wrote fics and used ICQ for private messaging (later on it was MSN), and kept our fannish identities quiet. Blogs and writing spaces, however, fucking thrived. Drama would happen every now and then but it was usually very fleeting and honestly, I don’t think anyone at that time gave a shit about what was problematic, what was canon, how we’d interpret the characters etc. What we did and who we were (fans parttaking in fannish activities) was problematic itself for the mainstream and so there were no lines, no purity wanks, no shit like that at all. I remember so many people writing about Harry Potter himself in a bad light and everyone just went with it like: okay, that’s your take on it, I disagree but let’s move on. 

So, seeing that people today fight so much about what’s canon, what’s not, literally tearing into each other over contrasting views of characters or plots, and with such bloodthirstiness, is incredible to me. Fans tweet at authors, fanfiction is acknowledged and encouraged, and it’s totally fine to be a fan. I mean, sure, some assholes are gonna be assholes about it but other than that - it’s not viewed as negative per se. 

Fandom used to be its own microcosmos, even with very little people in it (that is, as opposed to today - when everyone and their grandmothers have joined), and I remember it being a place where creativity thrived, where differences were applauded and where everyone could just do their thing - whether it was writing, drawing or just reading and discussing - without being attacked by their own. 

This is by no means an attempt to glorify the past - the world is constantly changing and that’s great. We have the ability to communicate easier today, we have so many platforms to express our passions for media, and we don’t have to constantly hide what we like doing because it’ll be regarded unfavorably. But I think that we’ve lost something, too. These days, fandoms are more like war zones where if a person A thinks one thing and person B disagrees, they aren’t even going to talk about it - they’re going to start fighting like hell over it. Our patience has gone to shit and I think we’ve lost the sense of why we’re really here.

For me, fandom was always about passion. I wouldn’t be writing fics for eleven years now if it wasn’t about passion. For fuck’s sake, fandom was what helped me learn English well enough to be able to write them. And the people I’ve met? Some of the best people ever, who have also become close friends of mine. And it all started with discussing the characters we liked, the characters we disliked, and by dissecting our passion just to find that there’s plenty more of it. 

But it has always been about passion. Why do we flock to Tumblr and AO3 when we finish a book/show/movie/etc now? There are still so many stories to tell and it’s never been easier to tell them without having to come up with complicated nicknames and making sure that they can’t be tracked back to your identity. There’s never been more different perspectives in fandom than there are now. And that’s amazing.

So yes, it’s so wild to me that it’s never been easier to be a fan than today, and yet we choose to tear at each other instead of tearing into our favorite media and creating some really nice stuff, be it fics, art, meta or simply being in the community. We choose to come up with rules and we choose to attack everyone who disagrees with us. We choose to not use our frustrations as a means of creating something better, but as a means of destruction. And finally, we choose to be assholes. There’s no better way to say it. We consciously choose to be assholes and yes, we might come up with “good reasons” for it, but there’s never a good reason to be an asshole. 

And ultimately, I think that’s what’s going to ruin a good part of fandom. Our uncanny ability to disregard the fact that we are capable of so much more than using our passions to be assholes. 


That Domestic Vibe - Mrs. Barnes & Mrs. Rogers

Truth be told, Bucky Barnes officially proposed marriage to Steve Rogers when they were about eight years old. 

It was a Cracker Jack ring that he traded a couple of baseball cards for and it slipped off Steve’s thin fingers, but Steve found a sturdy piece of string and so the ring became the pendant for a necklace instead. 

They were both suitably confused as to which of them was going to be the “Missus” - Bucky said it ought to be Steve, since Bucky did the proposing.  Steve countered that he wasn’t a girl, he was a boy, so he’d still be a Mister and perhaps, in a hint of the newlywed bliss to come, the two boys ended up in a good ol’ fashioned marital squabble. 

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anonymous asked:

For the Ultimate Ship Meme: Kenkao would be perfect! :3 Thank youuu~

Yesss exactly what I wanted (not that I usually need a prompt to blab about KenKao…)


  • Rate the Ship -  
    Awful | Ew | No pics pls | I’m not comfortable | Alright | I like it! | Got Pics? | Let’s do it! | Why is this not getting more attention?! | The OTP to rule all other OTPs X 100000000
  • How long will they last? - Forever, dude (you don’t need to see any Reflections OVA. Move along)
  • How quickly did/will they fall in love? - Very quickly. Kaoru is fairly obvious about it from practically the start, and Kenshin… well, I think he tried to deny it for a very long time, but I feel like it was basically from the start for him, as well (sure, Kenshin, you’re just staying in one place for the first time in a decade because you’re tired. Not because the pretty girl likes you ;D).
  • How was their first kiss? - My headcanon is that Kaoru surprise kissed him, just a light peck, barely even there, then fled in embarrassment ;). However, their second was instigated by Kenshin a few hours later and… much longer ;)


  • Who proposed? - Kenshin. While neither of them are very traditional, I think this is one thing Kenshin would want to do.
  • Who is the best man/men? - Of course, it’s Sano, but only in spirit. In practicality, it’s Hiko! (’Cause he gotta come for that shit. And even if he is sarcastic about it, he really wants to be there for Kenshin)
  • Who is the maid of honor(s)? - Tae, because she is so proud.
  • Who did the most planning? - Tae XD (but of the pair, Kaoru)
  • Who stressed the most? - Well, Kaoru in the normal realm of things, but Kenshin had some major stress leading up to it for “oh no am I making a mistake and ruining her life because I am ~tainted/old/not worthy~ gahhhh” reasons. Silly billy.
  • How fancy was the ceremony? -
    Back of a pickup truck | 2 | 3 | 4 | Normal Church Wedding (Except Japan, so normal Shinto Wedding ;) Maaaaayyybbbeee a little fancier than usual. But on the level of Usual Church Wedding) | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Kate and William wish they were this big.
  • Who was specifically not invited to the wedding? - I mean… nobody in particular? Other than the obvious (Enishi)


  • Who is on top? - Lol, they both like it.
  • Who is the one to instigate things? - Both! They both are super into it
  • How healthy is their sex life? -
    Barely touch themselves let alone each other | 2 | 3 | 4 | Once a couple weeks, nothing overboard | 6 | 7 | 8 (though I will quibble about “amount” equaling “healthy”… depends on whether desired amount is equal between parties)  | 9 | They are humping each other on the couch right now
  • How kinky are they? -
    Straight missionary with the lights off | 2 | 3 | 4 | Might try some butt stuff and toys (there are some thoughts… they are a fun couple ;) ) | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Don’t go into the sex dungeon without a horse’s head
  • How long do they normally last? - Well, in a multi-decade relationship… things vary wildly!
  • Do they make sure each person gets an equal amount of orgasms? - Oh, if anything, Kenshin wants to give Kaoru more
  • How rough are they in bed? -
    Softer than a butterfly on the back of a bunny | 2 | 3 | 4 (eh, they are variable) | The bed’s shaking and squeaking every time | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Their dirty talk is so vulgar it’d make Dwayne Johnson blush. Also, the wall’s so weak it could collapse the next time they do it.
  • How much cuddling/snuggling do they do? -
    No touching after sex | 2 | 3 | 4 | A little spooning at night, or on the couch, but not in public | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 (reasonable… but ALMOST not) | They snuggle and kiss more often than a teen couple on their fifth date to a pillow factory.


  • How many children will they have naturally? - I think probably 4. Maybe more ;)
  • How many children will they adopt? - Does Yahiko count?
  • Who gets stuck with the most diapers? - Kenshin XD By choice
  • Who is the stricter parent? - Kaoru (Kenshin is a big ol’ softie… unless it counts…)
  • Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school? - Kenshin (he’s safety conscious)
  • Who remembers to pack the lunch(es)? - Kenshin XD
  • Who is the more loved parent? - Kaoru (it’s canon, also she’s just THE BEST)
  • Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings? I feel like both? They’d both wanna be there
  • Who cried the most at graduation? - Kaoru (she’s a crier XD)
  • Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law? - Kenshin… 1) the police love him and 2) he’s SCARY when he’s angry (good thing to be when tryin’ to Scare Your Kids Straight)


  • Who does the most cooking? - Lolllll Kenshin
  • Who is the most picky in their food choice? - Kaoru (Kenshin could literally Care Less… it is food!!!!)
  • Who does the grocery shopping? - Kenshin (#househusband)
  • How often do they bake desserts? - Fairly frequently. Kaoru loves sweets!
  • Are they more of a meat lover or a salad eater? - About equal (normal 1800s Japanese diet, so more veggies than meat)
  • Who is more likely to surprise the other(s) with an anniversary dinner? - Kaoru! Not that Kenshin wouldn’t, too, but if Kaoru tried, it would be a surprise
  • Who is more likely to suggest going out? - Kenshin (on nights when he’s tired), though Kaoru loves going out, too
  • Who is more likely to burn the house down accidently while cooking? - I don’t feel like I need to answer this, it’s so obvious


  • Who cleans the room? - Kenshin, mostly
  • Who is really against chores? - Neither! Kenshin is for it, Kaoru recognizes it as a necessity 
  • Who cleans up after the pets? - Well, Kenshin does most everything house related (if they got a pet)
  • Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug? - Kaoru (out of fear of frickin’ things up, though)
  • Who stresses the most when guests are coming over? - Kaoru (it takes a lot to stress out Kenshin)
  • Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning? - Kaoru! She knows where all the money is hidden XD


  • Who takes the longer showers/baths? - Kaoru. She loves the luxury of it
  • Who takes the dog out for a walk? - Kenshin (I’m defining Yahiko and Sano as “the dog”)
  • How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays? - Kaoru loves doing it, so they do it every year
  • What are their goals for the relationship? - Looooovvvveee forever XD
  • Who is most likely to sleep till noon? - Oh, Kaoru. Kenshin… doesn’t sleep well
  • Who plays the most pranks? - Kaoru! Kenshin indulges her :)

anonymous asked:

Is it ok to ask you 1-30? (you can take out the ones you don't like)

1. where you first heard/saw the game
BLAME SNICKERDOOTS. She first introduced me to it. She had played it when it first came out and fell in love with Clear. The first CG I saw of the game was naked Clear in an apron holding a knife and I was like WELP GONNA STAY AWAY FROM THAT ONE FOR A WHILE. But then I downloaded the torrent and tried to install it on my computer after I had finished Togainu no Chi, which I loved. But my computer couldn’t handle it. I only got it to work a few months ago xD;

2. first impression
My first impression, as I said, was this:

So naturally, I was like 

And didn’t come back to it for well over another 2 months.

3. first character you saw

4. character you thought you were going to like the most

I thought, first and foremost, I was gonna like Noiz the most. He has the most ridiculous outfit and he always looks like he’s really satisfied with himself after telling a dumb fart joke.
5. character you ended up liking the most

Oh my god protect this big gay baby. Im surprised how much Koujaku gets overlooked when people just start getting into DMMD. To me, he’s easily the healthiest boyfriend for aoba. I mean there’s a bit of a dependency issue going on… If aoba got together with any of the other guys, koujaku would probably just kill himself. :/ Also the fact that he looks like a super bad-ass ninja but in reality he’s just this awkward dork who does hair for a living and spends his time crashing at aoba’s house and pretending to be cool. How can you not love him?

6. character you like the least

There is obviously something mentally wrong with Trip. If you think about it, he does everything he can to emulate Virus, a truly evil person who revels in how horrible he can be. Virus knows the difference between right and wrong, but I really don’t think Trip does because he’s always followed Virus, who chooses to do the wrong thing. And that in itself is terrifying. 

7. side character you like the most

I wouldn’t even call Tae a side character, because she is very actively involved in the plot. In fact, she knows more about what’s going on more than anyone else does. She’s always in the loop and she always has something to contribute. The greatest thing about her though, is how she is literally the best parental figure in any game/anime I’ve ever seen. She’s a tough disciplinarian for Aoba (and the other guys as well), but she’s also very kind and supportive. Instead of most anime protagonists who struggle with most of their problems on their own, Aoba has no issue confiding in his grandmother because she proves to be great at pep-talks. She’s also supportive of Aoba’s gay lifestyle. Best grandma? Best grandma. 

8. side character you like the least

I hate kids in general. And these kids are super annoying. For no other reason as just to be annoying little kids. Although I thought it was adorable how the little girl had this tsundere crush on Noiz. Sorry, you’re 12 years too young and he’s 12 shades too gay.

9. route you like the best

Koujaku’s route is rot-your-teeth-out sweet @_@. One might argue that childhood friends growing up together, working out their problems, and ultimately falling in love is super cliche and has been done a million times, but it’s so obvious how much Koujaku loves Aoba right from the get-go, it’s hard not to be rooting for him. Especially since if Koujaku doesn’t end up with Aoba in the end, he’s likely to go after Ryuuhou himself and then commit suicide. </3 Noooo

10. route you like the least

If you were like me and did all the other routes before Mink, Mink’s route is INCREDIBLY JARRING AND HORRENDOUSLY TRIGGERING. If you were a victim of emotional and sexual abuse, DO NOT PLAY MINK’S ROUTE. There is no love, no tenderness, until the end of his playthrough in the second game. And even then, Aoba’s behavior is clearly a text-book example stockholm syndrome. Mink spends his route beating Aoba to ‘put him in his place’, drugging him, degrading him, raping him violently and repeatedly, and dragging him back to do it all over again when Aoba tries to get away. It’s terrifying to watch Aoba slowly come to accept he’ll never be able to escape and try to justify his unhealthy attachment by reasoning that Mink did it all 'to make him hate Mink so he could achieve his goals without any attachments.’ Like some kind of fucked-up martyrdom. Just because you want to get revenge and kill yourself doesn’t mean you can treat people around you like fucking trash. Mink gets better in the next game, but he still doesn’t apologize for all the horrible shit he did. Wtf man?? You want a boyfriend or a slave?

11. have you played through all the routes? if not, which routes have you played through?
I’ve done all of them except for Ren’s route! It’s hard to figure out! Wtf am I doing wrong?

12. favorite moment in any route

I cannot wait to see this scene play out in the anime. Omg, a bunch of grown-ass men rolling around on Aoba’s floor, breaking shit and punching each other in the face. The grandma busts in like WHAT THE SHIT IS GOING ON EVERYONE DOWNSTAIRS RIGHT NOW. And then she bops them all on the head and makes them doughnuts. Like they’re five-year-olds. Omg. 

13. favorite moment in your favorite route

Aoba’s all bent out of shape because Koujaku’s acting super shady and staying out until like 5am, not telling Aoba where the hell he’s going, so Aoba follows him to this club where Koujaku’s chatting it up with some girls. Aoba can’t handle the crazy drug lights in the club and throws up all over Koujaku’s kimono. Koujaku’s first reaction is to piggyback him back to Glitter, not giving half a fuck. Keep him, Aoba. 

14. favorite good ending

Noiz’s route wasn’t my favorite, but the good ending is actually adorable. Noiz gets out of the hospital and the first thing he does is go back to Germany, patch things up with his parents, clean himself up, get a job, and come back to Japan 3 months later to pick up his gay bride. Whoop! You picked a good one Aoba. Turns out he’s filthy fucking rich and ready to take you back to his mansion after fucking you in a swanky hotel. Jackpot. 

15. favorite bad ending

Koujaku’s bad ending is heartbreaking. Both Aoba and Koujaku fall victim to their 'monsterous’ other forms. Aoba becomes Shiroba and subjects himself to being hurt by Koujaku, who has lost all reason to his evil tattoo and become what he’d feared most. Shiroba tells Koujaku over and over that “he’s the Aoba that loves Koujaku very much”, but the truth is that Aoba blames himself so much for failing at Koujaku’s Scrap, that be buries his consciousness beneath the ever-present Desire that always longs to resurface.

16. which bad ending disturbed you the most

Clear’s bad ending is FUCKED UP. Clear is reprogrammed by Toue to suppress his emotional and empathetic capability, but part of the original Clear lingers enough to understand that he felt strongly for Aoba. Toue permits Clear to do what he pleases with Aoba after he’s through using his body for genetic experimentation. Clear has a bit of a crisis with autonomy and recognizes that he had once had free will and the capability to feel love, but now his existence reduced to whatever Toue wants. He keeps Aoba in a cage and surgically removes his eyes without anesthesia (this part is fucking terrifying and surreal omg). He then proceeds to have sex with Aoba, coaxing him to vocalize before he 'inevitably’ removes his vocal chords, arms, and legs. 

17. OTP(s) that are canon (noiao, kouao, etc)
I ship all the canon pairings, actually lol. It’s hard for me to ship things that aren’t canon.

18. OTP(s) that aren’t canon (mizusei, noicle, etc)
I DON’T REALLY HAVE ANY NONCANON OTPs. Although if I had to pick


19. any ot3 or ot4
I love Koujaku/Aoba/Mizuki as just three bros doing bro stuff and bro-ing about town. :U Nothing sexual, just epic bro-ventures in brotown.

20. favorite AU

21. do you wish a character who didn’t have a route did have one? if so, which character?

I AM VERY CONFLICTED ABOUT MIZUKI because on the one hand, I think it’s great for Aoba to have at least one male friend who doesn’t want stick things up his butt, but on the other hand… MIZUKI WHY YOU NO HAVE ROUTE???

22. would you be excited if there was an anime made

I know it’s gonna be awful, but hell yes animation. I am all for this shit. All for it <3

23. what kind of Allmate would you like to have
Probably a cat. :U Idk Im boring. Also I can’t stand any other kind of animal in my house. :| This is a cat-only residence.

24. Rib or Rhyme?
Rib is basically just beating the shit out of each other in real life, and Rhyme is beating the shit out of each other in virtual reality. :| Gonna have to go with Rhyme.

25. which gang (ruff rabbit, scratch, etc) would you like to be in
Beni-Shigure, man. Supposedly, it’s small, everyone dresses like a ninja, and they spend their time helping old people and small children. I think if I were to be in any street gang, it would be the one that has an annual bake sale. Also it’s lead by Koujaku. There’s your answer. :|

26. which character would you want as a best friend
Probably Aoba. He’s pretty chill about everything. :U Although I have noticed he doesn’t particularly care for women who aren’t his grandma, so it probably wouldn’t work out lol.

27. which character would you want as a boyfriend/girlfriend
Ugh, none of them. Can you imagine? They all have such deep-rooted emotional problems stemming essentially from horrible or ruined childhoods. That is WAY too much baggage, man.

28. favorite song
Kanako Itou does the best music for the game. I’m torn between Dramatique and At Last.

29. favorite voice (voice actor)
Ooh, say what you want about Kisaichi Atsushi looking like a total nerd, but Aoba’s sexual moaning is just…

30. ending impression

There’s a ton of gay porn in DMMD, but it’s actually only about 10% porn and 90% plot, action, adventure, and drama. Which is why I love it. Nitro+CHIRAL is amazing at storytelling and the fact that the game is so long, it has enough time to make the characters so real and relatable is my favorite thing about it. Aoba isn’t just a self-insert mary-sue- he’s a very fleshed-out character with his own distinct personality. He’s also acts masculine compared to some yaoi wherein the uke could very well just be a girl. The characters feel human, the setting is cool, the art is amazing. Idk. It’s a great game. Everyone play should play it. <3

I’ve been asked to do monthly fic rec posts by some people and since I quite liked that idea, this is my Sterek Fic Rec List #1.
If you want to see more of my recommendations, visit my fic rec page or my bookmarks!

It’s Called A Heart Boner by RemainNameless 

In which everyone and everything ever in the history of the world is trying to ruin Derek’s life before he can finish his master’s, especially his evil twin sister, his weird ability to start relationships on accident, his best friend’s obsession with his sex life, people with dimples, his subsequent inability to end relationships, manipulative sorority queens, and oh yeah, that stupid drunk ass freshman he keeps running into.

Permanent Fixture by linksofmemories

Derek is Scott’s older brother. Stiles is Scott’s best friend. Derek is falling in love with Stiles. This is a bit of a problem.

Fingertips, Like Memories by secondstar

Stiles wakes up to an empty bed. It isn’t until he gets to school that he realizes something is wrong. Derek is missing, and no one seems remember him except for Stiles.

the thread is ripping (series) by thepsychicclam

Stiles is 27 now, with a master’s degree and a career and a house and a serious boyfriend and a life in San Francisco that doesn’t include Derek. But then Stiles unexpectedly shows back up in Beacon Hills, and Derek would recognize that scent anywhere.

Derek Hale: Werewolf Cop (series) by the_deep_magic

Stiles is yanked up to his feet so fast that his world spins and his shoulder aches and he’s a second from screaming police brutality! when he gets a good look at the cop’s face.

Holy shit. Stiles was just tackled to the ground by a fucking underwear model with a badge.

Stiles’s Story Time by trilliath

Where Stiles is a librarian who is in charge of the kids’ reading hour and such. And Derek is 6-year-old Scott’s adoptive dad. And Stiles has his own take on Stories and Scott loves wolves and Derek tries not to admit that he likes the way Stiles’s face (ass) looks in those glasses (jeans).

Broken Cookie, Shattered Glass by clawstoagunfight

After Stiles’ best friend moves out of the apartment the two of them have shared for the last five years and into his own in a different city with his fiancee, Stiles is in desperate need of a new roommate. After a dinner with the Hale family, Stiles finally has a new roommate. The only problem is that he seems to hate Stiles’ guts.

Worth The Wait To Give You My Heart by secondstar

All of Derek’s memories surrounding his birthday were of his family, of their deaths. After leaving Beacon Hills, he thought the past was behind him; until he and Stiles began exchanging SnapChats.

Pack Up; Don’t Stray by the_deep_magic

Werewolves are an enslaved underclass, collared and tagged by human masters. Detective Stilinksi’s on duty the night they bring in an untagged stray.

Tit for Tat by fauvistfly

Derek is a professor, and Stiles is his TA. They mostly work well together, but Derek still prefers pen and paper while Stiles embraces modern technology. When Stiles realizes this preference extends even to spank bank material, he decides it’s his job to show him the wonders of online porn. Derek rises to the challenge and counters with his favorite erotica. Who will win? (hint: everyone)

Part Of My Melody by hayesgeneration

Derek is a professional classical musician who has found himself lost without a muse, without goal and without even a hint of spark. He’s almost settled nearly contently (if not slightly unwillingly) on having to live his life as a recluse, when his sister finally grows tired of his antics, giving him a Christmas ultimatum.

but monsters are always hungry, darling by Rena

“I just…I just want someone to fuck me,” he blurts out, flailing his hands around. “I mean, like, really fuck me. Not any of this wishy-washy stuff, but someone with strength and stamina who’ll actually, honestly, fuck me, hold me down and fuck me so hard I can still feel it the next day.”

“So, essentially, you want a werewolf,” Lydia deduces.

“Where would I even find a werewolf willing to fuck a human?” Stiles demurs. Werewolves mostly keep to themselves. Stiles doesn’t blame them.

“Oh for Christ’s sake.” Lydia levels him with a hard look. “You find them where you find everyone you can purchase the fulfillment of your every sexual fantasy. Find a damn hooker.”

In Fashion by stilinskisparkles

“Yeah, for a tyrannical stylist and his helpless dupe, we’re doing just fine.”

if i built you in miniature by keskasi

Derek quietly loves Christmas and is not afraid to wear the sweaters to show it. He hosts a children’s TV show about science and history, builds model trains, and is painfully awkward. Stiles works in a Hallmark-type store that sells Christmas decorations and model train pieces, and might have an unhealthy appreciation for sweaters. Of course he was going to fall for Derek. Of course he was.

The Chemistry Between Us by coffeeinallcaps

Meeting Derek Hale wasn’t special, or frightening, or any of the other things everyone had made it out to be. It was, actually, pretty much the opposite. Stiles didn’t even realize the guy was Derek Hale until the moment had passed. Derek: the most infamous student at Beacon Hills University. Stiles: the freshman who falls for him anyway. Awkward encounters, concerned friends, and lots of not-so-casual sex ensue.

white noise (WIP) by raisesomehale

The doctor tells him, “Your… condition, might take a while longer to evaluate.”

Condition. Like this is something temporary, like this is something they can fix.

Also check out youshinebrighter21’s, captain-snark’s and heroderekhale’s tumblr fic tags because they are amazing & Saucefactory has the best plot ideas for AUs and stuff!

ann2who: Steve/Tony Fanvideo & Fanfiction Masterpost

My AO3 account: hereMy YouTube account: hereList of open prompts: here | All Stony… all the time | Will be updated regularly.

Say When Verse:

Fanvideo: Say When

Book 1: Say When - Words: 42,829, Completed, Rating: Explicit

An alternate version of Iron Man 2. What if Steve was unfrozen early? What if instead of Natasha, Steve got assigned to help Tony while the genius was slowly dying of palladium poisoning? What if he never revealed his identity to him until the very moment the Avengers first came together, forming a team?

Interlude: Say The Word - Words: 3,309, Completed, Rating: General Audiences

The idea of the Avengers as a long-term thing still felt strange to her. Natasha was sure that none of them had ever entertained the illusion of making friends on the way. And now here she was, in Stark Tower of all places, because Steve wanted her here. Because Stark—however that had happened—wanted her here. She kept waiting to find a catch in all of this, and somehow, it never happened.

Book 2: And I Will Be Your Man - Words: 65,555, Completed, Rating: Explicit

An alternate version of Iron Man 3. After completing his undercover mission and earning Tony’s forgiveness, Steve’s life has become wonderfully peaceful. The Avengers had officially taken up their residence in New York, and—Tony’s nightmares, and occasional precarious missions aside—life was good. He was in love, and he’d never been happier. That was, until some terrorist decided to go ahead and destroy everything he’d ever fought for.

Book 3: Hold My Hand - Words: 79,585, Completed, Rating: Explicit

An alternate version of Captain America: The Winter Soldier. In the months following the defeat of the Mandarin, Steve decides to temporarily move back to Washington in order to help SHIELD train the new STRIKE teams. A long-distance relationship is harder than Steve ever thought it would be, and so he resumes life the only way he knows how: fighting the bad guys, following orders. It’s only a matter of time before his past catches up with him, and brings about a man he thought he’d lost forever…

Book 4: Keep On Wanting - Words: 49,910, Work in Progress, Rating: Explicit

After unleashing Ultron onto the world, Tony is haunted by the terrible vision of his future: The Avengers. Steve. Dead. All because of him. And when things just can’t get any worse, Tony has to make a decision: How much is he willing to sacrifice for his friends? For Steve? How much is he willing to give up? As the end of the world is coming nearer, Tony and Steve have to embark on a path less traveled together. Can their love be saved, or will all those secrets slowly rip the two apart?

Multi-chaptered Fics:

Our Weight in Gold - Words: 33,607, Completed, Rating: Explicit

It was every cliché he’d ever heard about. Every sappy thing they wrote down in the magazines, every single thing he had always hated about the myth. It was as though he had experienced life without sight, and was suddenly bombarded by a storm of color. It was all-consuming, and rushing through his veins like molten lava, like his whole existence was suddenly filled with sunlight. A door opened, and a myriad of emotions stormed through his body: confusion, disbelief, loneliness, and so much fierce determination that it almost knocked Tony off his feet. And he understood then, understood that these emotions weren’t his. They were Rogers’. This is a story about fate, self-doubt, choice and eventually—love.


One Phone Call Away - Words: 7.090, Completed, Rating: Explicit

It took two months and fourteen days. Well, two months and sixteen days if you wanted to be nitpicky and count the two days it had taken Tony to actually accept that yes, the phone was still lying on his desk, and no, it wouldn’t magically disappear just because he wished it so. The phone, and beneath it, that goddamn letter: If you need me, I’ll be there.

A Present After All - Words: 9,336, Completed, Rating: Explicit

Christmas Eve. For the first time in years, Tony wouldn’t spend this day alone. And okay, there might be a little millennia-snowstorm involved, which had ruined everyone’s plans to spend Christmas at home with their families, but that were just details. Tony would take what life threw at him, and this, well… it was safe to say that life, in all of Tony’s short but extreme experience living it, had never been better. He only needed to survive the evening without making a complete fool of himself by doing something like grabbing Steve’s Ugly Christmas Sweater and just kiss the guy.

Drowning Out The Silence - Words: 5,220, Completed, Rating: Explicit

“Uncle?” Steve had asked, and grabbed for both of Tony’s wrists, pinning them above his head. Tony had rolled his eyes. “Yeah, fine, whatever.” But Steve hadn’t stood up like he usually did. He’d lingered, and after a few seconds, his thumb had brushed over Tony’s cheek and their eyes had locked with an undeniable intent. And Tony remembered so clearly that Steve had been about to say something—something that might’ve changed everything—but the next second, JARVIS’ voice had alerted them to Bucky’s presence in the living room, and that had been it. They’d had a moment. And now it was gone.

Wash It All Away - Words: 8,634, Completed, Rating: Explicit

Steve hummed, looking up at him. “All right. Strip.” Tony blinked at him. “Excuse me?” “Can’t very well wash your clothes while you wear ‘em,” he said and held out a hand expectantly.

The S.T.U.D. - Words: 12,164, Completed, Rating: Explicit

The unexpected and somewhat bizarre story of Steve Rogers and Tony Stark falling madly in love with one another… over an A.I. fucking machine.

Steve/Tony Fanvideos (Newest to Oldest)

Hills To Climb - MCU

All things considered, they shouldn’t work together so well. Yet here they were, keeping each other grounded while everything around them slowly fell apart.

Battle Cry - MCU

They had always known they’d be good together on the battlefield.

When I’m With You - MCU

What if, after his showdown with the Mandarin, Tony decided to go to DC instead of New York? What if he teamed up with Steve, Sam and Natasha there?

No Lights - MCU / 616

Civil War AU, No light, no light in your bright blue eyes. I never knew daylight could be so violent. A revelation in the light of day. You can’t choose what stays and what fades away.

Let Me In - 616

Lover, lover let me in. I belong under your skin. I fall down. Catch me now.

Say When - MCU

What if Steve was unfrozen early? What if, instead of Natasha, Steve got assigned to help Tony while the genius was slowly dying of Palladium poisoning? What if he never revealed his identity to him until the very moment the Avengers first came together, forming a team?

Opposite and Complement - MCU

It is not our purpose to become each other, it is to recognize each other, to learn to see the other, and honor them for what they are. Each the other’s opposite and complement.

Love Like Fools - MCU

Post-Avengers AU, What if we ruin it all, and we love like fools?

Rabbit Hole - MCU

Hands up if you think youre gonna save us now. Before we shoot the mesenger for talking too loud.

Martial Law - MCU

The Winter Soldier Trailer

Iron - MCU

I’m waiting for the call, the hand on the chest. I’m ready for the fight, and fate.

Longest Night - MCU

Iron Man 3 AU, It’s enough, just to find love. It’s the only thing to be sure of.

Where Do I Even Start? - MCU

Where do I even start? To pick it up when it’s falling apart?

so otpprompts posted a prompt earlier and i promised chooseyourally that i’d write for it so…. it is done

Imagine your OTP as childhood friends. Starting in middle school, the two begin to develop tiny crushes on each other. They keep their budding feelings to themselves for the time being. However, for some reason or another, Person A is going to a different high school as Person B. Whether one of them confesses before the end of their middle school years is up to you.

Bonus: Neither confess, and with conflicting schedules, they can’t find the time/courage to meet up before the end of their senior year. But when they do see each other again, they’re astonished (and a little flustered) to find out that puberty has hit the other like a truck. Extra points if their crushes return, stronger than ever.

How long had it been since Sami had last seen Alfwin? It had been the last day of middle school, hadn’t it? She wondered if she’d seen him on the street in passing, both of them too different from their last memories of one another to recognize each other. But it seemed to not be the case. Even after she began waving at strangers, discovering them not to be her old friend, she’d continue on, and had slowly began to give up hope of seeing him again.

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Don’t ask where this came from, it just happened. 10 points to anyone who guess which film this little fic is based on.

When Molly Hooper set out in her car for the evening, she hadn’t expected much. After the call from the company had come through, she’d packed her things and clambered inside, only stopping to check the address. From that point onwards, it was a rather peaceful drive.

That was why the sight of a man jumping into the passenger seat caused her to scream so loudly.

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