she's just amazing and beautiful and perfect

“Perfect. Never a word I would use to describe a person but if there was ever anyone that came close to the word, it was her. Beautiful was an understatement, and not just her looks. Her mind was beautiful too. She was so opinionated and was able to hold her own, so freaking amazing so- herself. Not perfect no, but definitely not far off.”

@typicalboreddteen

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Zendaya is more than just a pretty face. She’s a beautiful human being and an amazing role model, and this is why I stan for her.

[update: finally got around to fixing the caption for the the photoshop and barbie photo’s. Thanks for letting me know @underbree@merlzii ]

hello it’s me again, there’s this musical called “daddy long legs” which if you haven’t heard of it already, go look it up asap

Hello, everyone. Can you imagine that it’s been already a whole year since I’ve started playing this fox shaman who has no chill and is honestly one of the worst vixens you’ll ever see? On this day, August 13th I first posted & created this girl’s blog.

To be honest, I didn’t expect to hang out on Tamamo longer than several weeks but…? I’m so happy I was wrong. This Fox just took over my whole life and soul, I sacrificed myself to write her. But seriously, guys, it wouldn’t have been possible without you all here to support me. I’m grateful to all of you and cannot express how happy I am to see every one of you on my dash, to read your threads and see your portrayals. I mean, how in the freaking world there are 1100+ of you here??? HOW

Tamamo helped me meet important to my heart people, she helped me overcome some of my insecurities and fears as well. She became a very important muse to me. I remember how scared I was at first to play her because there was a person who was playing her just amazingly. I actually got the inspiration from that one person. And honestly, I’ve met them again in the same fandom and they said that they like my portrayal of Tamamo! You don’t know how it warmed up my heart, and it still does. Plus, all of you, my dears, are saying that you like my outlook on this kitsune, so I can easily say that I’m downright lucky to be here today and still play this Court Lady.

You know, Fate fandom was my ‘home’ for more than a year. I played as Scathach at first (first indie one / ofscathach), then I was playing as Jeanne D’Arc (ofsacredmaiden) for a long time. My beginning was not the best one, I have to say. I was still learning a lot of things, getting into Fate and stuff. But now it’s easier than before. Far easier. And, once again, it’s all thanks to the people who surrounded me. I was always lucky with you all, you know that? I learn English while reading your threads, I learn more about characters when I see you on my dash, I improve my writing when I’m playing with you. You’re doing so much for me and you don’t even know half of it, guys! Just telling ‘thank you’ is not enough!

So, through the year many people came into this fox hell and stayed. You have my biggest respect and love, guys. Seriously, how in the world you stayed here? This place is a bad combination of furriness, bad jokes, ridiculous memes and heartbreaking angst! This is some spicy stuff pffft.

Well, now off to the bias list, right? I won’t be talking a lot anymore because I already did. <3

SPECIAL MENTIONS. 

These are four people who have been dealing with my idiotic ass for more thna a year and became my besties on this website. Girls, I cannot express how grateful I am to you four and how happy I am to talk to you whenever I can. I’m sorry for rarely messaging you but I just want to say that I never forget about you and that you are taking a special place in my heart. I love you, I wish you all the best and I want you to be happy. 

@catprided , @maetda , @artisthief , @obscuritcs  

MASTERS & DARLINGS.

These people have been with me through lows and highs, honestly. I cannot express how important they are to me and how much they taught through these months of playing, talking, memeing, destroying each other’s lives, etc. etc. I am not the best talker OOC, which saddens me even though I’m easy-going but damn… Still, you are my sunshines. I’m ready to create temples for you in my room and pray for your health and success, fam. You are really important to me and you are those who I cannot thank enough for sticking with this fox fangirl like me. Most of you know both my good and my bad sides ‘cause you know… We’ve been furendos for some time. Though, I would love to improve and talk to you all more and more to drag you down into the abyss and make your life even worse. Let’s be honest, knowing me, you will either love me more or you will want to throw me into a trashcan like always. I don’t mind either. Lmfao, for these people I always that I’m either gay or straight for them. I’m ready to bring stars down for them and just squeeze the life outta them because of how strong my adoration, affection, and love for these people run. 

@rialoir , @hekigankiseki , @maestroofmuses , @ougonredemption , @heiwanoryu , @mxssias , @believinghxpe@motherfuckingredsaber , @inverted-iris , @bowofbenbulben , @motherfreakingtwinkaleidosticks / @rxgncll , @motherfuckingsonofsurya , @cfvoyagers , @throneofheroes / @chimericlunarmagi , @tiempora , @famiila , @magnificentgoldenking , @dedxctionisms , @ridehercrop , @afleurdelish , @admiralsfleet (and all your blogs!), @xxvernalagniaxx , @blackbcwkitty 


FELLOW SERVANTS.

We met this year and you’re still here, dealing with my shit and awful lines. Thank you. You are my dear friends who I haven’t known for long, but damn you are important, guys. You are so precious and full of life that I envy you a little. You’re talented, amazing, magnificent! You are just kings and queens of your muses, guys! Teach me how to do cool stuff like you do. I cannot stop saying this but… Thank you, thank you, thank you for coming into my life and thank you for staying here. You deserve the world. I would send hugs and kisses to you all if I could. Well, I can *sends kisses and hugs*. There.

 @ardenssolis , @regalius , @rosaxui , @oncexfutureking , @tricange , @oncexfutureking , @elysiancia , @recklessmoon ,  @soulofthewildwest / @goldytwoshoes , @depraved-beauty , @warcrowned / @vasavii , @nordiixa / @wariixa , @kingartoria , @codecasted , @primvo , @prospere-risu , @avengerangramainyu , @azuraei , @hokuaii , @hakureimaiden , @wassupmaster , @waitingdawn , @reversedjustice , @motherfuckingpinnacleplaywright , @axphodel , @ofchaldea , @master-chaldeas , @masterlost , @guiiltlcss , @noircisaint , @sollupe , @lotusdreamt , @waitingdawn , @fatefulrider , @labyrinthborn , @sweaterquccn , @fatedlegacy , @fatedorder , @lancerlizard , @anomaliata , @jagarc , @arsnlpn , @licnelle , @sininensoturi , @boargored , @moonlitazure , @maluspuerum + all your blogs! , @steelbanchou@haremprotagonthemoon@generalkuma , @mrtyre@trashcanarcana@stiinged , @pxnchfire , @sabuza , @solarborne + and all your blogs, @devotedspirit , @firstdivisioncaptain , @facadesmiled , @saintstruck , @chivalrybled , @nightwept , @perfectcrimeloveletter , @lancinghound , @bluechulannhound , @obdurcte , @flaracr , @fineoracle , @ginjobs , @tortorem , @scathanna , @paradiseburnt , @rubra-luscinia , @fallen-saint , @pillcger0ftwilight , @sweaterquccn .

ANCIENT GODS.

These people may or may not follow me, but I appreciate their portrayals and their dedication to their muses. I haven’t talked to you OOC but I want to mention you because of how important you are. They brighten up my dash and I cannot explain how much I love you all for everything you’re doing. I want to say that even though we haven’t talked, I can see how hard you work on improving your own portrayal and ways of exploring your own character. You are someone who I greatly admire from afar; I’m shy when it comes to talking to such amazing people like you, so I just hope that your day is going great and I pray for your well-being, sweets!

@desbearer , @grimmjxw , @despairforme , @lamentis , @dolgelo , @exsuperatus , @uselessreptiile , @ulmash , @hcngyu , @hafuriyuki@ryusxnka , @royal-botanist , @ofiignition , @omindlessdepravity , @princessofknights , @jokerdyne , @pantherdyne , @emperorled , @manypcths , @fortesinfide , @sadistic-sakamaki , @pharaohus , @novelsorceress , @sonofdevraj , @lapuceiie , @ofspartans , @locksfate , @okcmura , @shushc , @kaminaru , @drachenheld , @bopnty , @ululeis , @hellguarded@sikerausum , @iliyovunjika , @loyalbreed , @marsarrim , @legentr , @trickstre , @vilemirror , @stellararrows , @venomousbody , @dorkydoctor + and all your blogs, @maegister , @tinyholygrail , @tragedis , @saintlyhilt , @solisaei , @gllaukos , @frystsnow , @flxgrant , @chaldeasfuture , @mitsuisms , @evitodeus , @gamertard , @bloombled , @hisrisingdawn , @startalents , @coffcedad , @utnapishtims /  @gladioimperatoris , @hiturhexrt + and all your blogs, @hasonhin, @crowise , @dersunder , @retentionsx , @aliienborn , @crowprinced , @heromask , @dxgital-dolls , @searching-mage , @trickstarr , @infernicanit , @godschose , @lunadmired , @perceptivis , @jokeah ,  @hearthievery , @heartpilfer , @shogidol , @neverendinghorizon , @emperxus , @diaboliktheology , @vesselking , @brotheroftheyear , @cutiexpego , @levinspark , @apparatvs ,  @lercvolutionnaire , @leblancbarista , @littlebadger , @whimsydriven , @eusebas , @exitstageentropy , @scsouthernlights , @kniifethrower , @kyoukokiwigiri , @kcguya , @pyrohelion , @ahtede , @caleria , @venustaas , @shinsengumi-no-ken , @queenharumiura , @ofhydrangeas , @miraclereaper , @pierxer , @gentlexbloom , @flamesofguidence , @chevalierxs  , @anorablespark , @circumspects , @mondartmusen , @utahxme .

  + BLOGROLL. 

I want to say one thing: if I forgot to mention someone, I apologize, I usually do that a lot ahaha. But! That doesn’t mean that you’re less important. I want to say that evry follower of mine has my respect and love! The way you put your soul into writing your muse is fascinating! I learn from each and every one of you. So, I want to hank you for being here. I hope your day will go amazing, dear! 

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Okay I know everyone wanted to keep the song “Unstoppable” in the movie and believe me its a damn shame it was cut, but I think that the song ”More” NEEDED TO BE IN THE MOVIE BECAUSE HOLY SHIT IS IT HEARTBREAKING AND MAKES ME CRY LIKE A LITTLE BITCH! 

- It explains that Moana was given her name by Grandma Tala meaning “Ocean” and not given by her dad that wanted her to stay away from it 

- It hurts because she’s talking about the one person who truly supported her in everything Moana believed in 

- I MEAN HER GRANDMA JUST DIED AND SHE KNOWS SHE MUST COMPLETE HER CALLING MOANA IS STRONG AF

- Just the evolution of the song is amazing it goes from Moana recognizing all that her grandmother has taught her and how she wished she could stay and guide her

- Then it becomes extremely powerful as she is determined to lead her people as a true chief and fufill her duty to the sea and her tribe 

- Marcy Harriel does a beautiful rendition of the song I mean the way her voice breaks makes you bawl and how strong she belts out just makes you shook 

-BUT IMAGINE IF AULI’I CRAVALHO SANG IT ABSOLUTE  PERFECTION!!

- I’ve memorized the entire lyrics and it’s in the soundtrack and movie to me because I don’t give a fuck it didn’t deserved to be cut 

anonymous asked:

do u have any new fluff/smut (or any fics with a happy ending) zk fic recs?

hi!!! I’m so sorry for replying late but in any case THANK YOU FOR ASKING BECAUSE BOI DO I EVER

FLUFFY ZUTARA FIC RECS!!!!!!!!!!!11

1.) The Stalking Zuko Series by emletish

thoughts: My absolute favorite fluffy fic in this fandom. It’s written in an unconventional albeit REAAAALLY astounding style (read: First POV Katara writing in a journal hooo boy). Features drunk!Zuko, ticklish!Zuko, and overall #1FuckingDorkinTheWorld!Zuko, but also angsty!Zuko and dumbshit!Zuko who just wants to set everything on fire bc he’s a dumbshit sometimes tbh. You will laugh and cry and laugh and laugh and cry over and over again and I just cannot recommend this fic enough please go read it now edhsujsa.

Accompanying Oneshots if you’re up to it (you will be trust me):

  • the collected lists of zuko - a comprehensive list of things that annoy Katara and why Katara is the most impossible girl in the history of ever (which is why you love her Zuko. we all know. WE ALL. KNOW.), according to our favorite fire lord 
  • the crooked thing - they’re trying to keep this thing they have a secret; a.k.a. in which things are perfectly imperfect.
  • snuggling dysfunctional cats - all of this shit from Toph’s POV brb im fucking screaming .

2.) i didn’t know i was lonely (’til I saw your face) by raisindeatre

thoughts: Listen. LISTEN. @raisindeatre​ / Atia is an absolute GODDESS. Her writing style is one of the best I’ve seen in this fandom, and it’s absolutely breathtaking. She just blows my mind on a regular tbh. This fic is genius and stunningly weaves canon into a modern AU, and one that actually works (and there’s very few of those imho). Slow burn but worth it. Every word of this is golden (also please read all of raisindeatre’s work, she’s amazing I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH).

3.) Bones by sadladybug

thoughts: Zuko and Katara on the night of their wedding. I absolutely love it when authors weave in Fire Nation/Water Tribe/any kind of avatar lore into their stories (it amazes me moreso when it comes sTRAIGHT FROM THE AUTHOR’S OWN RESEARCH AND IMAGINATION) and I’m overall just a sucker for this kinda shit. This fic also achieves the perfect balance of smut and fluff, and is written so beautifully it just makes me wanna cry go read it pls. 

4.) Scars by Em Dixon

thoughts: “Katara is the only one with scar-touching privileges. Very quick read but beautiful all throughout. 


5. What Little She Can Do by chromeknickers

thoughts:

this is from chromeknickers’ collection of drabbles and ficlets (they’re very short, but they’re so well-written and they make me want to cry tbh). Not all of the entries are fluffy, so I’ve listed the ones that are!

From the same author’s Through the Looking Glass Series:



Special Mention:
swing and a miss by stellatiate, for beanaroony

Currently in the middle of reading this AND I CANNOT STOP FLAILING. It has some angst in it but the in-between fluff is where it’s at, fam. The writing style is very unique and i’ve never read anythign quite like it. It’s genius. Thank you so much to @babyfairybaekhyun for reccing this iufdhsuijhn

i havent been active in the fandom very much so this has been such a nice refresher! Plus i’m an absolute sucker for fluff. Anyhow, I miss you guys lots, so please accept this as a sort of gift from the bottom of this MIA zutarian’s heart. Enjoy and feel free to add more!!!

VIVA LA ZUTARAAAAA.

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Go to the beach on a rainy day and get soaking wet, so that we can go home and take a warm shower and then cuddle in bed with the heater on.

Best Laid Plans

SPN FanFic

~Dean tries to go all chick-flick on you but fails miserably~

Dean x Reader, Sam

2,464 Words

Warnings: Gratuitous Fluff. Smidge of Smut (Barely)

A/N: This is for @lizmalfoywayland​ who sent me the amazing idea this morning. And for @bringmesomepie56​ in trade for Sammy (we’re even now)

~Feedback is the Crack that keeps the writing coming back!~

“So any big plans for tonight?” Sam asked his brother as they both reached for the coffee pot at the same time.

Dean beat him to it and let out a victorious chuckle. “I don’t know what you’re referring to,” he lied; a mischievous sparkle overtaking his green eyes.

“Good morning!” Y/N appeared in the archway, bouncing into the kitchen and running to Dean. Careful to avoid the hot mug of joe in his hands, she leaned up on her toes to kiss him hello. Dean closed his eyes as her lips distracted him, so much so that he didn’t notice Y/N had stolen his coffee until she pulled back and took a sip.

“Hey!”

Y/N cringed. “You forgot the milk.”

“I did not. That was mine,” Dean laughed, watching her float over to the fridge with a smile. She was adorable, even right out of bed, especially right out of bed. Her hair was a mess of tangles and unruly slept-on waves, her eyes were bright but sleepy, and her voice was crackly and low. Also didn’t hurt that she looked hot as hell in his old t-shirt that hung down to her thighs, almost completely covering the tiny sleep shorts she wore.

“I would have thought you’d at least make me coffee this morning, Dean.” Y/N poured a splash of milk into the mug and turned to give Dean a chance to defend himself.

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I have to speak my mind about Rachel and Chloe.

I absolutely adore Rachel so far. She is mysterious, beautiful, funny and sexy. It looks like you can trust her. It looks like you could spend hours and hours with her without getting bored.

I know she will be a good friend to Chloe. She will help Chloe to get over the shit she’s going through. She will be THE FRIEND that Max wasn’t.

We all know what will happen to Rachel. It’s sad and it’s not fair because she’s young and she had an amazing future waiting for her.

Chloe and Rachel together are just perfect. They look like they were made to each other. It’s just easy for them. Being together. It’s easy for us to ship them. Those dialogues are seriously killing me.

However, a lot of thoughts come to my mind when I’m not playing.

When we play LiS 1, there are a lot of references about Rachel being a slut, being a not trustworthy person. No one really seemed to know Rachel Amber. She had mystery and we thought that maybe Chloe was the only one who really knew her. But then we enter in Frank’s RV and we find out that Rachel was banging him, she planned to leave Arcadia Bay with him and leave Chloe behind. She lied to Chloe and she was gonna betray her. Who can blame Chloe for her reaction?

Now, playing Before the Storm, I understand Chloe more than ever. (And I understood her a lot in LiS 1).

Chloe and Max weren’t an easy thing. Chloe is pissed off in LiS 1 and Max has to take all of that. And there she is. Max takes all the fury from Chloe because she know she has to do it, she has to redeem herself for all those years she wasn’t there for Chloe.

Yes, Max left Chloe and ignored her during 5 years. Can we blame Max? She was a child and a child doesn’t know what is the right thing to do.

Rachel appears when Chloe needs a friend.

Max appears when Chloe needs a hero. Max saving Chloe’s life is all that makes sense to me. I really think it’s their destiny to be together.

Then… there’s the storm. I think Rachel has powers. She can change the weather as we could see in that fire party at the end of the episode. Maybe Max didn’t provoke the storm. Maybe Rachel did (being dead). Chloe said at the beach in ep. 5: “Maybe this is Rachel’s revenge. Our revenge.”

Maybe Rachel didn’t want Chloe to be with Max. Maybe Rachel wanted Chloe to be dead and be with her… that would explain why she provoked the storm and let Max think that she was the one who was changing the weather with her rewinding time.

After all, Max has the vision of the tornado even before she starts using her powers. First: tornado’s vision. Second: saving Chloe’s life in the bathroom.

That would explain why there is no tornado if Max chooses to sacrifice Chloe. Rachel is happy with that choice so there is no tornado.

Also there’s that shit going on with the spirit animals. I’m sure Chloe’s is the butterfly. I didn’t know if the deer was Max’s or Rachel’s. Now I know it’s Max’s because Rachel’s spirit animal is the raven. Have you read the totem at the park when playing BtS? It says: “The raven stands for transformation. Its grinning face betrays its trickster spirit. (…) The raven is to be respected, never trusted.”

I don’t know why but I think Rachel manipulates people. Maybe she is manipulating us, as players. We have to choose between saving Chloe or saving a thousands of people from the storm she provoked? Maybe she is the one who’s sacrificing Arcadia Bay, not us.

You know what? Rachel is beautiful and badass and sexy and funny……….. but I don’t trust her.

Max is pure and honest. Yes, she made mistakes. Who hasn’t?

Chloe deserves to live and deserves to be with Max.

Bae > Bay

Caulfield > Amber

beautiful insecurities - peter parker

Pairing: Peter Parker x plus size! reader

Summary: Your body image was suddenly headed down a steep hill. It turns out, all you needed was Michelle and especially Peter to show you how beautiful and wanted you truly are.

Requested: yes (anon)

Warning: language

Words: 2759 (this is so long lol srry) yall this is so fluffy holy guacamole

a/n: I just wanted to say that no one should feel lesser of a person in their body image. If you are plus sized, I am in no way, shape, or form saying that you feel negative in yourself. This was the request, so I stuck to it:) you are all beautiful no matter what you look like, I love you all!!

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You had never really shed any light on the fact of your size. You didn’t think it was a problem, it didn’t seem as if it was a problem. You parents never told you it was an issue, neither had anyone else. Of course, you knew you were no size two, ANTM, but you honestly didn’t think you were missing anything.

So what, you actually had hips. And who cared if you didn’t have a thigh gap.

You didn’t.

Sure, your face carried some lovable, soft extra skin in your cheeks. Your mom told you she loved it, rubbing your face as your soft, velvety cheeks squished underneath the palms of her rough hands. Maybe your stomach wasn’t tone and flat, but you kind of adored the way it had some extra fluff around it.

You liked the way you looked, and your mind was never wandering with aching and painful thoughts on how you could drop a couple pounds, or what a real bikini body looked like. You were confident in your looks and all abilities to proudly accomplish whatever you wanted to, and no one was going to fluctuate that.

That was until today. You heard your friend, Peter Parker, the love of your life (lol crush) jab on about how admirably wonderful Liz Allen was as  you sat in Calculus yesterday. You listened to Peter go on and on and on and on about beautiful Liz was. How she just had the most perfect set of eyes, ones that dazzled in the moonlight, the most beautiful pair of lips, ones that look so kissable and lovely. Oh, and her absolutely amazing, banging, figure.

You watched silently and horrifically as Peter’s lovely brown eyes filled with some type of lust, aka Teen Hormones ™, his mind clouding with the scene of Liz strutting down the hallway like a catwalk, her thin legs prancing happily in front of her, and her thin waist wave from side to side in a sort of angelic bounce, causing most of the boys’ eyes around to stare at her perfect figure.  

Your heart acted on a sort of pressure that ran throughout your body, it jumping for a quick second as the thought cruelly seeped into your clouded brain. You honestly didn’t know what to feel for the first few minutes as you processed his words over and over again.

“Oh god, and her figure. Her amazing, banging, figure.”

A race of chills climbed up your spine as the sentence played across the front of your mind. Your thought process for all these years was now completely and utterly obliterated. Never once did the thought of despising your body, curves and all, ever cross your mind. You had always adored the way your figure was quite different than others around you. But son enough, your veins were washing the confident state of mind away, and replacing your pulse with a new type of medicine.

Regret.

The word felt foreign in your brain, especially when taking your body figure into consideration. You were made this way, and you always assumed that was the nature of your life. But now, your mind was displaying a new type of emotion you had never deceived in your body image before, and your heart knew it too. All the images of you in a new outfit, or you standing in the mirror, a smile adorning your lips at the sight of you approaching the world that morning, were no longer joyful, pleasant images. They were burning before your Y/E/C eyes, escaping into the back of your brain.

Suddenly, your lovable, chubbier cheeks were no longer seen as cute in your eyes. The closed space from in between your thighs was no longer a facade of thought. Your clothing sizes were no longer just number imprinted into your jeans, they were seen as hideous, enormous numbers that dared to be reckon with. Your body was abruptly viewed as unstable and undesirable in your mind.

Your figure was now a symbol of all your insecurities.

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“Y/N? Are you okay?” you friend Michelle asked you as you stared off into the distance, your mind distracted with thoughts of your new view of your body.

You didn’t know how you should respond. Michelle was your best friend, who you told everything to, you didn’t want to keep something as silly as a body image from her knowledge.

Your lips broke to allow a heavy sigh to slip through, eyes focusing from the wall to her slumped figure beside you. You turned towards her, a shaky breath allowing itself to come with your confession, “Honestly…no,” you confessed, eyes shutting tightly as your previous thoughts fro today slipped back to the front of your mind.

Opening your tired eyes, you saw Michelle’s eyebrows furrow and her pretty brown eyes squint at you in disorientation before setting her book down next to her on the bleachers. “What’s up?” she asked, lips closing together tightly and voice laced with sweet concern at you, her friendly demeanor shining through for a few minutes.

“I just, I just heard Peter talking about how incredible and gorgeous Liz is, and how her body is fucking amazing and it just got me thinking about it, ya know? You know how I’ve felt about Peter for awhile now, and I realized Peter is never, will never  like someone like me. And I know it’s not just about Peter, it’s how I see myself every day in the mirror,” you trailed off, eyes down-casting from Michelle’s concerned figure to the pasty yellow tile beneath you, the confession acting as a burden on your shoulders rather than a breath of fresh air.

Michelle watched carefully at your saddened demeanor, seeing your eyes suddenly shed a small tear at your story, her mind processing your previous thought and Peter’s endless comments in fifth period today together into one huge controversy. Your head rose slowly as you waited for Michelle to respond, your eyes meeting hers in a guilty glance before her mouth opened, to rip Peter to shreds.

“Y/N, don’t you dare think for a second that you need to change yourself to impress a boy! Especially Peter, ha! So what if he thinks Liz is the greatest fucking thing since slice bread! You are beautiful and so is your body, don’t you ever forget that,” Michelle hollered out to you, her head cocking at you every time she made a powerful statement.

Your heart did a leap as the sweet and caring words fled out of Michelle’s mouth and into your ears. A smile spread across her face as she witnessed your eyes soften as she told you how beautiful you were. She leaned in sweetly, arms extended out, waiting for you to envelope her into a bone-crushing hug.  

You leaned over and wrapped your arms around her tightly, a heavy sigh escaping your lips befre muttering against Michelle’s hair, “Thank you so much, MJ. You’re the sweetest friend,” you admitted, smiling even more as she tightened your grip on you.

“Always! Oh, and don’t forget group project tonight at your place!” she replied, reaching for her book and backpack as the bell rang for next period. You nodded a yes and pointed your finger at her jokingly as she hopped of the bleachers and made her way to Chemistry.

You walked down and out the gym door as you walked somewhat relieved to your next class. Michelle’s advice was heartwarming, and you couldn’t ask for a better friend. But, the pain of still looking like you did was somewhat still present in the back of your mind, the image of your perspective barely faltering as you listened to her uplifting advice.

But, what you didn’t know, was that as you walked through the door to your sixth period, Michelle was dialing Peter’s phone number on the other side of the building. Her fingers ferociously typed his number in before whipping it up to her ear. She slumped slightly, not wanting to get in trouble for having her phone out in between classes.

“Uh, hello?”

“Peter, I swear to god I’m going to kick your stupid ass into next Tuesday…”

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“I need a break, I’ll be right back,” Michelle had jumped up from her previous spot on your carpeted floor, hands rubbing against her jeans as she looked at you and Peter below her before making her way out your bedroom door and into the kitchen.

You three had been working on your Chemistry project for the past two hours and all of you were exhausted. Between Peter’s telling you both exactly where to put things, Michelle reading out the instructions, and you gluing the goddamn atom together, you could take a serious nap.

Your bedroom door shut loudly behind you, your figure slumping down in tiredness as you and Peter sat next to each other on the floor. The loud voice that was usually rolling off of Michelle’s lips was gone, and the silence in the room between the two of you was inching closer and closer to the line of awkward.

Why was it awkward?

You and Peter could talk to each other non stop, but all of the sudden, the atmosphere felt thick with tension, and your usual joyous state was diminished by poor thoughts of yourself from today, which were still evident throughout your clouded mind.

Your eyes peered over to Peter’s figure, his eyes rolling everywhere in the room except yours as his arms folded across his chest. Your eyes carefully wandered over his seemingly oblivious state, your mind running with thoughts as to why Peter wouldn’t strike up a usual conversation with you and instead was randomly having his eyes wander around the room.

You tucked your legs beside you, your body instantly feeling insecure and uncomfortable with the new position your figure was displaying. Your quickly brought your arms from beside you to covering your stomach anxiously, mind clearly not wanting Peter to witness your stomach bulging through your shirt. Your brain was wracking with the insecurities of your body, curiously hoping that he wouldn’t judge you in his mind.

You watched the plaid shirt peek from underneath his blue sweater, the usual outfit adorning his body so nicely every day. His thin lips were shut in a tight line as his head of slightly curled brown hair was facing you. Your eyes gave him the once over multiple times, you heart silently aching as you softly watched the boy you yearned for probably thinking about another girl that you would never be able to measure up to.

Your thoughts engulfed you in a deep state of understanding for a few minutes as the silence around you hit your ears loudly, the nerves and insecurities still taking up space in your mind.

“Michelle, uh, she told me what you told her today.”

Your brain broke of all unstable thoughts as soon as you heard the delicate yet weary sentence flood from between his lips. Your head whipped over and you stared wide eyed at Peter, eyebrows raised as he stared daringly back t you, Every word, every sound, every anxious confession you allow slide off your tongue today to Michelle was now a statement Peter had heard a few hours earlier. Your mind attempted to course the abrupt topic, the silence no longer banging in your ears a loud buzz, but a foreign type of meaning as it filled your eardrums.

Peter knew, oh god, Peter knew. He knew how insecure you felt about yourself, he knew how much you despised hearing him lecture to you about his admirable feelings towards Liz. H knew how you felt about him, in the most anxious and insecure way possible.

Your heart felt heavy with guilt yet regret all at once as you attempted to process what Peter would say or do next. The embarrassment of your self-doubt and emotions was slowly climbing its way up your neck and to sting your soft cheeks in a rosy vibrancy. Your mouth gaped open like a fish as the feeling of neglect towards Michelle as approaching the sudden situation all at once.

Peter saw your feverish and embarrassed state, his veins flooding with guilt as his mind told him not to make you feel sorry fr yourself. That was the last thing he wanted to do. His intention was never, is never to make you feel worse about yourself than you already do. He wanted to prove to your sweet and passionate heart that his intention was so oblivious and his view was so, so much different than you perceived it to be.

“I, I can explain-” you finally braved the anxiety and let out, your body instinctively pushing itself closer to Peter’s in help of proving your point. You reached out, your arms attempting to steady your nervous and shaky hand as it trembled with the truth.

Your heart pumped quickly ans your eyes feverishly skated back and forth from Peter’s loving brown eyes to his suddenly closer figure scooting towards your anxious one. Peter’s head shook slightly back and forth before reaching over and laying his hand o your shoulder. The spark of his endearing touch put your trembling body in a slight state of ease, your deep breath releasing with his touch.

Peter’s eyes peeked from underneath his lashes and his think eyebrows scrunched in worry as he cut you off, “No. I’m going to explain,” he relieved, eyes attaching themselves to your captivating ones in a sweet stare.

You swallowed the lump of excuses down your throat and nodded slightly as his response, eyes still fixated on his newly outspoken demeanor. Your nerves coursed through you like a race, your stomach twisting in knots as your heart and mind prepared for the absolute worst. The boy, sitting in front of you, Peter Parker, was about toe reveal his true thoughts, emotions, and ideas of you to you in the sudden state of silence, and you weren’t sure if your heart or body could handle it.

But damn. One heart didn’t clench and then tear in two of nothing but heartache and pain that night. Two hearts clenched and then burst with overwhelming emotion and shock, the absolute adoration of the other sewing the breaking heart back together.

Peter stared lovingly, unbeknownst to you, at you as he muttered these heartwarming words to your crumbling view of yourself, “Y/N, when Michelle told me how you felt towards me and the entire situation of your negative body image, my entire view of everything collapsed. My heart wrenched at the thought of you despising the way you look for even a second. I just couldn’t believe that someone, who looked like you, could even stray from the thought of beauty,” his scratchy voice echoed in your ears as your breath caught in the back of your throat at his words.

Your mind almost couldn’t handle what was occurring before you for a second, the embarrassment exhuming itself from your face and out of the room completely. Peter’s lips turned up in a small smile as he leaned forward and grabbed your face in his hands, eyes wandering everywhere over your smooth features. You leaned into his touch and closed your eyes in the warmth of his palms as he continued.

“Don’t, for a second think you aren’t worth anyone’s time, because you are possibly my favorite thing to look at. What I said about Liz was just me trying to distract myself from you, because  I never thought you would feel the same way. Your body is absolutely perfect, and I, nor should you, ever change it. Because, I love you and every quirk and slight imperfection that comes with it,” Peter’s slightly taller figure leaned down and placed his forehead against yours, his thumbs rubbing the little chubbiness of your cheeks.

Your body pumped with exhilaration and your chapped lips smiled at the love flowing between the two of you. You leaned forward and wrapped your arms around his figure, tugging him closer to you. The warmth radiated off him to you as he hugged back, head pushing itself into the crook of your neck.

His lips pressed against your soft neck and the ignited feeling you felt rush through you allowed a small gasp to push through your lips.

You felt beautiful and confident in yourself once again, you two friends proving that to you. You didn’t need a boy’s affection to show you, you need love from your friends to justify how beautiful you always will be.

Peter was an added bonus;)))

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When shy meets shy (Bucky X Reader)


Title: When shy meets shy (Bucky X Reader)

Pairing: Bucky X Reader

Genre: Fluff, Slight Angst

Summary: After Hydra, Bucky became shyer than he ever was before. Until he meets someone even more bashful than he was. Could he help her rebuild her self-confidence? Make her believe she’s worth more than she thinks? And convince her he’s truly madly deeply in love with her?

Note: So this is a little something for @whotheeffisbucky who is having an especially hard time today. Know that you’ll always be loved for who you are! 

MASTERLIST

Bucky was a new presence in the Stark Tower. He was a quiet soul and kept to himself mostly. After the civil war between the Avengers, he couldn’t help the guilt that bubbled in him every time his eyes met his now teammates.

He wasn’t the only one in the tower that mostly kept to themselves. (Y/N) has been in the team for a good year and the other Avengers still didn’t see much of her aside from during missions.

Quiet people seem to notice each other and the two often noticed each others presence and little quirks every time they were in the same room.

During briefing sessions, Bucky would notice (Y/N) fiddling with the corners of her shirt when the conversation was directed at her.

In turn, (Y/N) notices how Bucky’s eyes avert away from people and stare at the tabletop when anyone in the team seemed to ask him for his opinion.

As time passes, Bucky couldn’t help himself but have his gaze fleet over to (Y/N) anytime he was out in the common area. He noticed how she tries to hide, make herself as scarce as possible, almost trying to let her 3-size too large sweater swallow her as the Avengers team chat up a storm.


Bucky was used to having (Y/N)’s quiet presence around. She tried to make herself invisible but to Bucky, she was all he could see in the rowdy common room during movie night.

Today, though, Bucky couldn’t spot the girl. He was settled at the far end of the couch, his usual seat, where he could have a completely unobstructed view of the room, a habit from his days as a soldier.

As the clock hits 9 PM, Bucky couldn’t help the frown that appeared on his face. He knew that (Y/N) was a creature of habit. She may not be too sociable but she never missed a movie night, not since Bucky joined the team.

“(Y/N) isn’t here.” Bucky gruff voice sounded and the noisy room was suddenly plunged into a pin-drop silence.

Bucky’s voice was rare and surprised the group of heroes. Wanda snapped from her reverie quicker than the rest and cleared her throat.

“(Y/N) said she isn’t joining us tonight. She’s tired and wants to rest early.” the redhead said with slight disappointment.

Bucky grunted in response and his frown deepened as worry pooled at his stomach. The team didn’t miss the look he sported.

“I’m… I’m just going to go. Uhm, goodnight guys.” Bucky said softly, his voice deep with uneasiness.

Trudging his way to the living quarters of the tower, his shoulders were slumped. Steve attempted to stand up and go after his friend but was stopped by Natasha.

“Let him be, Cap. He isn’t going back to his room,” she said with a knowing smile. Only to be met with Steve’s look of confusion.


The soldier paced back and forth (Y/N)’s room, footsteps unusually loud considering his training.

“Would you like for me to inform Ms. (Y/N) of your arrival, Sergeant Barnes?” FRIDAY’s voice filled the silent corridor causing Bucky to jump.

“Uh, well, um, if you would please. yes, thank you?” Bucky replied, still not used to speaking into thin air.

He straightened himself and bit his lip, mind whirring at what to say to the lady when she opened the door.

As his mind went into an overdrive, the door cracked open slightly, (Y/N) face coming into view.

Surprised at having a visitor, (Y/N) was at a lost and remained quiet, her wide eyes staring at the shy man in front of her.

“Uhh, hi, hey. I’m Bucky. Uh, well, no, I mean I am Bucky but you know that.” Bucky blabbered on, the tips of his ear a bright pink.

A small laughter bubbled out of the girl before she could stop herself. At the sound of her chuckle, both of them stopped short.

“Hi, Bucky. Is there anything I can help you with?” her soft voice asked, eyes trained on Bucky, a concerned gleam reflecting in them.

“I’m just, well, I missed… I mean we missed you at movie night.” Bucky said, louder than he intended due to his embarrassment.


From then, the two formed quite a special friendship. Their silence, shyness and need to stay out sight bonded them in ways no one really understood.

It was from then that Bucky slowly understood why the girl was so quiet and reclusive even if she was working with the world’s rowdiest bunch of heroes.

She lived in her head more often than not and that bright mind would have all sorts of thought whirring through. And eventually, the only thought left swirling around her mind were negative ones.

Her confidence crumbled as her thoughts got louder. She started questioning her looks, her abilities, her everything. And eventually she was so overwhelmed, she kept to herself and her thoughts.

Bucky was no stranger to gloomy thoughts. He had them regardless if he was awake or asleep. It was a fact the team knew. He understood how suffocating it could be to have your mind controlling your emotions.

The duo was lounging in the common room, books in hand as they sat together, shoulders bumping.

(Y/N) found solace in having Bucky around. It was almost as if her thoughts were on pause, and it was just Bucky and her.


“Doll?” Bucky called out, nudging her.

Without glancing away from her book, (Y/N) let out a small sound to acknowledge him.

“You’re beautiful you know?” Bucky said with a small contented sigh as he placed his head on her shoulder. Bucky was a man of few words after Hydra, he didn’t know how to make (Y/N) understand how he saw her, other than simply putting them in the most straightforward words.

The girl was caught off guard, her face flushing without control.


From then on, Bucky made it his mission to show (Y/N) just how perfect she was. If she couldn’t see it, Bucky would show her, he thought.

In the early mornings, he’d always compliment her wonderful cooking skills. If she wore her hair up, she was beautiful, if she wore her hair down, she was beautiful.

She could be wearing an oversized sweater and mismatched lounge pants and Bucky thought she was the most amazing girl he’s laid eyes on.

Bucky thought she was the most beautiful make-up free, a small contented smile on her lips, wearing her favorite shirt from Bucky as she talked animatedly about the latest book she read. And he’d tell her that, never missing an opportunity to let her know she’s perfect just the way she is.


With time, (Y/N) started accepting the compliments given to her. It was a good step forward. Until she walked into the meeting room that day.

Stepping into the room, she shifted her eyes to her usual seat next to Bucky and realized it was taken.

She wouldn’t have minded sitting elsewhere if it wasn’t that the girl sitting on the seat was the prettiest SHIELD agent (Y/N) has met.

Seeing Bucky and her talking animatedly, her self-esteem plummeted to nothingness and she bit back a sob, turned around and made her way out. She’ll explain to Steve later on as to why she missed the meeting.

What she needed now was her room, her bed, her own space.

Bucky noticed (Y/N) immediately when she walked into the crowded room. Confusion was etched on his face when she saw her face crumple as she turned and made her way out.

Without excusing himself from the agent speaking to him, ignoring Steve’s questions, he hurried out of the meeting room.

The more he thought, the more unsettled he got. Bucky broke into a run and disregarded taking the elevator.

Running up 3 floors, Bucky reached (Y/N)’s door and immediately heard sobbing from inside. His heart broke at her whimpers and immediately entered the passcode her knew by heart.

He took only 3 steps getting to her bedside, he pulled the girl towards him and hid her in his embrace.

“Doll?” his gruff voice laced with so much concern even (Y/N)’s heart constricted at the sound.

“What’s wrong?” he questioned further at her lack of reply.

Bucky pulled her lightly off his chest, now drenched in her tears. He took one look at her and cupped her face with his wide hands.

“What’s wrong beautiful? Talk to me.” he pleaded, eyes desperate for her to say something, anything.

“I’m sorry.” her voice was tired and soft.

“Why are you sorry sweetheart?” his confusion evident.

“I just, when I saw you with her, I just couldn’t help myself but see all my flaws. And what I don’t have or have too much that she doesn’t. She’s perfect. And I’m me.” (Y/N) whispered out.

“Oh, doll… Are you talking about whoever was sitting on your seat earlier?” Bucky asked.

She nodded lightly, her face now buried in his broad chest, seeking some form of comfort.

“I’m sorry doll. I should’ve stopped her from sitting at your seat but I was looking for you and didn’t notice when she sat down,” he explained.

Before (Y/N) could reply, he pulled the girl by her waist, hoisting her up onto his lap, his arms locking behind her to keep her in place.

“Now doll, everyone has flaws. I do. Steve does. So do Nat and Tony. I have metal for an arm, I’ve had my mind messed with most of my life and I still struggle from nightmares at 102. But our flaws are what makes us, us. And to me, everything about you, including your flaws, are perfect. Because it’s what makes you (Y/N).” Bucky said, his eyes never leaving her.

He moved a hand from her waist to her face, softly wiping away a stray tear.

I love you (Y/N).” he confessed softly.

“I really mean it. You’re beautiful even if you can’t see it. I can’t see myself as anything other than a murderer, but you see past that. You see James Buchanan Barnes, the man with flaws. But you still think I’m wonderful. So here I am, to remind you, that I see you, (Y/N) flaws and all. And I think you’re beautiful.” he whispered to her, as he landed a kiss on her lips.


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Comments of any form are always much appreciated! Everyone is beautiful in your own way and if ti so happens to be one of those days where you can’t seem to find the beautiful in you, I hope this piece reminds all of you that you are wonderful and loved!

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Take a Chance

The gifset of Dean giving himself that little pep talk from 7x04 inspired me to write this. Dean x Reader, Dean’s POV. Hope you like :)

For fuck’s sake, Dean, you’ve done this a thousand times. You can charm a woman without even breaking a sweat. Why are you so damn nervous?

Because, dumbass, it’s Y/N. This time it’s not some random bar chick that I’ll probably never lay eyes on again. And I don’t want to mess things up. I don’t want to do something that’ll make everything all awkward.

I just want… I just want to be with her. Whatever that means. And I don’t even know how to say that without making things all fucking weird.

Just tell her the truth. Well, the surface truth. Say you’re bored. Take a chance.

She doesn’t need to know you hate being in a separate room from her, that you miss being around her. That you feel not all there when she’s not around, like a piece is missing. That you’re dying to touch her. Like really touch her.

Okay. Here’s her door. Just heard a noise, so you know she’s awake. So knock already.

Keep reading

andrew and aaron minyard headcanons yo: (pretty much just about their height bc hi im a shortarse)

  • i would like you all to imagine andrew minyard climbing on the sides/worktops in kitchens because he is too stubborn to use a stool and admit he is too short to reach the mugs in the cupboards in the dorm.

(i would like to raise you nicky walking in on andrew doing this and nearly bursting a blood vessel because he doesn’t want to laugh out loud for fear of being murdered.)

  • lets imagine aaron using anything he can to reach the top shelf. chairs. tables. drawer handles. nicky. 
  • imagine them both jumping to reach things !!! andrew checking that no one is watching and then jumping in the supermarket to reach the cereal he wants.
  • do you know whats super annoying about being short?? people using you as an arm rest. jfc. and neil does it to andrew all the time. he asks for subtle permission to touch andrew n if he says yes then neil just leans his elbow on andrews shoulder. and andrew is pissed. but he just lets neil do it. 
  • katelyn wears heels and is substantially taller than aaron and he loves it!!!  he adores how amazing and beautiful she looks and he loves her height and he doesn’t care what other people say (allison and the media lbr) she is stunning and perfect to him. 
  • when andrew sits in the passenger seat of his car (because he lets neil drive more often than you’d thing) and the sun is low and he puts the little visor thing down and he’s so short that the sun is still in his eyes what the hell and neil just smirks at him because he loves that he is taller than andrew
  • and someone talk to me about this more because of god i love them m so much jfcc
✨ Happy Fanfiction Writer’s Appreciation Day! ✨

I´ve never done a fic recommendation before, but since today is Fanfic Writer´s Appreciation Day, what better day than this to do my first one? I signed in Tumblr so I could read fanfics about BTS and I´ve read so many amazing ones that I don´t even know where to start. I just want to share these with you and I hope you´ll enjoy reading them as much as I did, and feel the things I felt!  


YOONGI  ✨

The Blue Coat and Cerruti 1881 (a flash fire) by @yuhdongsaeng - Fluff, Smut & Angst.

Omg, recommendating this incredible story to you guys makes me emotional. It was the first fanfic I ever read in Tumblr. So, what better way to start my first fic rec than with this story! It made me feel a thousand things at the same time, and nearly ten months later, I still feel all those things just by reading the title. The way it´s written, the plot, the characters… They way the writter pictures Yoongi!! It´s everything to me. I have to mention the writer too, Taemi. I know I´ve never spoken with you but you´re amazing girl and don´t worry if you have to take some time to yourself. You will have one reader here forever supporting you and your amazing stories!!

Wildest Moments by @rapmonluv - Smut & Angst.

I´ll be mentioning this writter in nearly every section but I just love her stories too much! The angst in this story keeps me awake every night, it is just B E A U T I F U L. The story is great and the way the writter makes you understand the dilemma inside the head of the protagonist is just amazing. If you want to read a good angsty and smuty story that makes your heart ache, this is for you!

Coming up Roses by @namtoday - Angst What can I say about this story? I love oneshots and I love this writer soooo much. This is her first and only fic, but it is beautiful, and despite being a short story, it makes you feel a lot (I suggest you to listen Coming Up Roses by Keira Knightley while reading this) Rocío, sé que vas a leer esto y por eso te quiero decir que no podías faltar en mi primera fic rec. Te has leído todas mis historias, me has dado tu opinión sincera y me ha soportado siempre que voy por la calle o te mando un whatsapp y te digo “se me ha ocurrido otra idea para un fanfic”. Gracias por todo Kim Namroch 🖤 Pd: espero que esto te anime a seguir escribiendo!


HOSEOK  ✨ 

Forbbiden by @btssmutgalore - Smut.

My love for this writter never ends. Her smut is just A R T. I didn´t find smut that amazing until I started reading her stories. So Dee, thank you for opening my eyes to the amazing world of smut <3 Okay, so this story guys… The way she describes Hoseok and the was she pictures him… Oh. My. God. To me, this story is much more than pure smut, it´s angsty and it keeps you at the edge of your chair.

Heartbeat by @rapmonluv - Smut & Angst.

I told you guys I would mention her in nearly every section! But this story… Jesus take the wheel. I´m in love with this story, with the Hoseok the writter creates… Everything! I´m so intrigued with the personality of the Hoseok in this story that I have already re-read it two times!  If you love bad boy stories, motorbikes and black leather jackets this is your fanfic.


JIMIN

Between the Devil & the Deep Blue Sea by @jungkxook - Smut, Fluff & Angst.

There´s no thing in the world I love more than oneshots, and if you combine it with Jimin and action, fantasy and good adventures… This fantastic story is what you get. My love for this writter is no secret, but until now, my love for this story was. The plot… THE PLOT YOU GUYS! For a moment I thought I was reading George R.R. Martin or something, because the argument and the descriptions, the story, the characters and the fantasy in it… Are just perfect. You have to read this! I don´t give you any other option.


TAEHYUNG

Away from the Sun by @inktae - Fluff and Soft Angst.

I remember the day I read this story. I was so stressed because of final exams that, when I saw that Mariale had updated I just left everything and read it. I completely got lost in the story and its characters and suddenly I wasn´t stressed anymore. She is one of my favourite writers, I just have to read every single one of her stories because they just make feel like I´m inside them and I live every adventure. But this… Omg, she pictured Tae just how I imagine him in real life.

A Handful of Firsts. by @yuhdongsaeng - Angst and just a tiny bit of Smut.

Again, a masterpiece. I just love everything this writter writes, but this story is just amazing. Another oneshot, short but it´s amazing how in just 3.6k she makes you feel all sort of emotions. If you love Tae, you should read another one of her stories:  Looking out For You


JUNGKOOK

First Light by @inktae - Angst and Fluff (ft. Taehyung)

Hotarubi no mori e AU. I hadn´t see the movie before reading this story and I thank God every day for it because I had never read anything that felt… Somehow that pure and innocent. Because that´s what the love between Jungkook and the protagonist is like: innocent and pure and so beautiful it makes you wish you had a love like that. Innocent and pure is Mariale´s writting too, and with it, she makes you feel every word and every character. (I, of couse, saw Hotarubi no mori e after reading this and oh god, it is now my favourite anime movie)

Radio Chaos by @plumblackjeon - Smut, Angst, Racer!Jungkook (ft. Yoongi)

I read it four months ago and my mind keeps returning to that story. It was… Only a word can describe it: overwhelming. The way this writer writes just made me fall in love with the plot and the characters. It makes you feel alive, as if you were drving a car with the windows down and your head out of the driver´s window, screaming into the night´s air. Once again: A R T. (Plus, the smut oh my gadddd)

✨ The Train of Lost Souls by @inktae - Angst and a bit of Fluff (ft. Hoseok)

Omg I just love this writer so much and I can´t help it! The way she pictures our Jungkookie in every story is just A R T. The story, the plot, the characters… They all made me feel as if I was on a summer night contemplating the sky and the stars (if you read it you´ll now why) I just want to say once again how pure and innocent the story is and how beautiful <3 (Plus, you will fall in love with Hobi´s character, and if you love him, you´ll love him twice)

Comfort Inn Ending by @rapmonluv - Angst and the perfect bit of Smut.

Again, this writer. But I told you… She´s just amazing. This story made me cry, I just couldn´t help it. Everything is perfect, EVERYTHING. I just love how each character thinks and how she shows it to the reader. I´ve read it twice and I think that after writing this fic rec I´ll read it a third time! I want to say more about it but i don´t know what because I don´t have words to describe how much I love this story!!

Bad by @thelillzmonster - Smut and Romance.

Bad is just how this story leaves you after reading it. But it leaves you bad because it´s so good!!! I loved every single part of it, every word, every moment. I just love how she pictures Jungkook like a bad boy, mysterious and popular. I love that back and forth relationship he has with the protagonist and I love everything. I couldn´t stop screaming while reading it because it was soooo good! You have to read it!


Reading is the best thing ever and I´m super duper thankfull to all those amazing writers who made me cry, scream, fangirl, clap, shout, feel anger and 1000 emotions more at the same time. Thank you guys, what you do everyday (freely and without wanting anything in return but the feedback from your readers) is amazing. 
There´s a thousand more incredible stories I´ve read and that I didn´t mention here because of space and time. And there´s a thousand more incredible writers out there making our lives a little bit more interesting and adventurous that I didn´t mention here but that I love as much as I love the authors mentioned here.

As a writer myself I know how important the opinion of the readers is to us, so go show some love to all the writers out there and wish them a happy day!

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from Disney’s Beauty and the Beast (USA, 2017)
[x] the film’s tag

(Please excuse the crappy quality of the gifs, I will remake them once we have something better to work with.)

Can we please talk about how perfect Emma’s delivery of her lines is? In particular, her “I don’t know.” and later “I love you.”?

The whole post-dance dialogue is actually pretty amazing. The Beast clearly doesn’t want to tell her how he feels, certain she will refuse him. Then he glances back to the ballroom where his servants stood just a moment ago, the very same people who got into this shit because of him and still they help him and care for him, and he finally makes himself ask her if she could ever love him. And you can see that Belle is in no way dismissive of his feelings or his question, she knows by now that she cares for him, that there’s “something there”, but she cannot say she loves him back because she genuinely doesn’t know yet if what she feels is love.

And then, when the Beast dies in her arms, it’s plain from her face that her world just fell apart and she keeps calling him back, completely heartbroken, because her heart, her home, her everything is gone. And then she says “I love you”, it is a confession of a girl who just realized how deep her feelings actually are, she even sounds a bit surprised by it. Like I said, flawless delivery. <3