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Secret Love Song

Hello, everyone! I’m writing again for the first time in about a year and I am so excited. I’ve been playing with this idea for a while but I finally got the motivation over last few weeks. ( i wonder why ;) ) There’s a bit more to it and I was considering posting a Part Two. So let me know if you want to see that!

It was all happening for him. Having a solo career was something Harry had dreamed of since he was a kid – it was what he had showed up for at the X-Factor audition in the first place. He’d been more than happy to have the opportunity to be a part of the band and to experience everything with boys by his side. But now, for the first time in 7 years, his dream had finally become his reality.

The day had come for his debut album to release, one of the most anticipated days in the industry, and you couldn’t find anything suitable to wear to the release party. Some of your dresses were nice enough but nothing screamed important industry party to you.

You throw yourself down on your bed, burying your face deep into your pillow, figuring maybe you wouldn’t go. Between the music executives, press and fans, Harry would be tied up all night anyway. And the fact that the public still didn’t know about the two of you wouldn’t help much. He’d practically begged you to come though but his insistent invitation had a bit of a damper to it when he gently reminded you, you’d be going as his sister’s date. But even so, he swore up and down that he wanted you there, whether you got to be together or not.

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Muse - “You’re Going Places”

what is UP you guys WOW
thank you SO SO much for the support i can’t tell you how unreal it is to receive praise from you guys i love u with all of my heart and soul
i’m hoping i don’t disappoint u
ANYWHO here is the next part to the muse series (part one and part two)

i live 4 the slow burn and i do not apologize for it but feel free to roast me

summary: wow! u got his name! what a name for such a cutie! let’s hope he calls…
word count: 4506 I AM SO SORRY
warnings: swearing is a given because i am too expressive, also i gotta warn you there is #texting and nothing is fucking harder to format than TEXTING IN A FIC so good luck pals i love u i’ll see you on the other side

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“My career has suddenly started to be the one that I’d always wanted, not in terms of level of success, but in terms of - and this is what I’ve been banging on about - playing different parts in different media. I was very frustrated, in a physical sense, by people seeing me in a way that I wasn’t. And I was beginning to find myself boxed into a corner. Hopefully things have loosed up a bit, and I’ve gotten better and become more relaxed as an actor.”➛ Rufus Sewell

Language Barrier // Park Jinwoo


the prompt: do u think you could write some kind of jinjin soul mate au? the one where if u write on ur skin it shows up on ur soulmate’s? except bc reader is English there’s a language barrier?

words: 1337

category: drabble, minor fluff(?)

author note: idk why but this was actually the hardest scenario to write. i’m sorry it’s so short i just couldn’t think of any sub-plot. please enjoy it anyway :(

- destinee

Originally posted by moon-hyuks

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Any comedy that relies on the “differences” between men and women is bad comedy. I don’t make the rules.

Blunt Drama Recap 2014 (Part 3 of 4)

One Warm Word

I know my husband is cheating. I’m going to make him cry blood in a super smooth way but why the hell my lil bro fell in love with that cheating woman’s sister?! In the end we made up though coz he’s super hot.  

God’s Gift 14 Days

After drowning in a magic lake, I get to time-travel to the past to change my daughter’s fate who gets killed in the present because she can’t obey my words. I succeed but the detective who has been helping me all this time is kinda sacrificed to that lake. 

Doctor Stranger

I’m a genius surgeon. I did everything to find my spy girlfriend. Things are getting confusing since my girlfriend is not like my girlfriend but things finally worked out pretty well.  


I was deep in debt and I met this young rich lady CEO who offered to help me pay my debt if I lend myself to her for a few days for work. I agreed. My wife mistook it as an affair. We got a divorce and so I start a new relationship with the lady CEO. 


I’m a cold-blooded prosecutor who is about to get serious with my awesome career but damn suddenly I got this serious tumor in my brain. But I will fight it. 

You Who Came From The Stars

I’m an alien in a handsome human form. I’ve lived for hundreds years on earth while waiting for my spaceship to come. During my last wait, I fell in love with an actress who happened to be the reincarnated version of the girl I have helped in the past. Finally we managed to go through all the obstacles.   

You’re All Surrounded

I mistook a good cop ahjussi as a bad guy who have killed my mother. In the end I get to find the real killer. I’m sorry, good guy ahjussi. 

It’s Okay It’s Love

When I couldn’t have sex because of a trauma, a handsome schizophrenic oppa is the right medicine. Later I have to treat his mental illness but it’s okay coz it’s love.

She’s So Lovable

I fall in love with my dead girlfriend’s much younger sister but I can do this coz love haz no boundaries. 


My family was ruined because of a fabricated report made by a female reporter. I live in fear but still plan to take a revenge but years later I fall in love with the daughter of that woman reporter.

Angel Eyes

My mother gave her eyes to my girlfriend but my girlfriend’s dad is the one that killed my mother. I am angry and my girlfriend is devastated after finding out the truth, but our love conquers it all. 

Birth of A Beauty 

After getting a plastic surgery, I survived the cruel society. Now I’m planning to take a revenge to my murderous husband with the help of a handsome genius CEO who falls in love with the pretty me. 

try maximizing your potential

I am a female millennial studying political science at a seemingly very liberal institution. The ideals of feminism are so carelessly debated through the workings of my own life that my perception of what it means to truly be a feminist has become skewed and distorted. I struggle with the definition of feminism and what it looks like in practice.

The Women’s March on Washington, and the similar marches around the world, that occurred last Friday left me in complete perplexity. I am still perplexed. I can’t seem to deduce from their protests what they are truly fighting for. I was even more dumbfounded when I discovered a woman’s group in Washington advocating for their pro-life position was removed from a list of the March’s supporters. Apparently, you are only free to voice your opinion if it is the right opinion. Here again we see the hypocrisy of the left. The left praises diversity in race, gender, sexuality, but denounces diversity of opinion.    

There are those who love to tell me that as a Conservative I cannot also identify as a feminist. After what played out last Friday, I’m not sure I’m too upset by this statement.

I do not like the modern day form of feminism. I do not like this general perception of victimhood based on gender. I do not like the excuses, the complaints, the invalidated judgments. If you’re a modern day feminist apparently you have to be pro-choice.  Apparently clothes are optional, and “free the nipple” is a statement of feminine empowerment. Men are seemingly the enemy, and to protest this would make you the likes of a traitor, maybe even a misogynist. Those who choose motherhood over a career are suddenly labeled regressive. Those who choose careless sexual exploration and then documentation are exalted.

This should not be feminism. These women should not be labeled true feminists.

You know who is a real feminist? My father. My father the conservative, my father the realist, my father the traditionalist, he is a feminist.

My father, the man who pushed me to be better than my male counterparts, and who truly believed I could be better than my male counterparts, he is a feminist. My father, the man who expected me to excel in academics and accepted nothing less, now he is a feminist. My father, the man who supported my wild professional ambitions, he is a feminist. My father, the man who refused to allow me to be defined by my gender and by societal stereotypes, he is a feminist. My father, the man who worked his entire life alongside my mother to provide greater opportunities for his two daughters, he is a feminist.

When did feminism become about wildly exposing one’s body, instead of maximizing one’s potential through education, athletics, or the arts? When did feminism become an attack on society, instead of a practice of nourishment and growth for young women? When did women stop believing they were enough, and instead begin pointing the finger of blame at those who they presume to be the chosen successful ones?

Feminism must be better than this is if it is to survive. Women must be better than this if they wish to be successful. To the women who spent their Friday out protesting, I ask of you this. Go to work, go to school, better yourself through the acquirement of knowledge. Make yourself an asset in the workplace. Work to become the best version of you. This is how we as a gender progress. This is how humanity progresses. This is how we as a gender make strides in the size of our income. This is how we as a gender earn respect. Standing in the road on a Friday with a vulgar sign, that displays vulgar language, accomplishes none of this, and it might even in fact, regress your beloved feminist effort.

Baby Jim - Part 4

So in my head Bones doesn’t have any kids. He was married before, but he didn’t have a kid. I might do one more fic of diferent points in Jim’s life. Let me know if that’s something you would want!!


You wake up to a gently hand stroking through your hair. When you open your eyes Len smiles softly at you, you realize that at some point you had ended up curling around Jim, almost hiding him from the rest of the world.

“Spock told me about your conversation with Commander Kirk. He said that it didn’t go very well, darlin’. Are you alright?”

You sit up, keeping Jim tucked close, “No it didn’t go very well. She knew, Len. She knew that Frank was abusing Jimmy, and she didn’t do anything about it.”

Len’s eyes widened, “But she’s his mother, she wouldn’t … she couldn’t …”

“She did, babe. She admitted it. I sent a recording of the transmission to the admirals, but we have to wait for them to get back with us before we do anything”

Len nodded quietly, he leaned down and ran his fingers through Jim’s hair, “Hey, Jimmy. It’s time to wake up, it’s time for lunch”

Jim stirs quietly, curling closer to you “Hi, Bones” he mumbled.

Len chuckles, “Hey, you have been sleeping for 2 hours now, it’s time to eat. The whole bridge crew is waiting for us.”

That make Jim jump up, immediately trying to find his shoes. Listening to him talk at lunch, it almost made you think that you had imagined the earlier conversation with his mother. After lunch you went to help Len in Sickbay, while Chekov took Jim up to the bridge. He had looked hesitant at first, but after a few encouraging words from the rest of the crew Jim agreed.

Three hours later and Ensign came to retrieve you, apparently Commander Kirk had sent another transmission and she wanted to talk to you. You were brought up to the same observation deck as before.

“Thank you Ensign Rosse. I can take it from here” You whisper, closing and locking the door, “Hello again Commander. I didn’t expect to hear from you again today.”

“I was just informed by Admiral Pike that charges of child neglect, and accessory to abuse have been brought against me”

You take a seat, running your fingers through your hair, “I really didn’t want to file the charges, but you were going to send him back to Frank, that isn’t something that I can allow”

Winona’s lip curls up in a sneer, “You have no right in interfere …”

“I have every right! You recklessly endangered a child’s life! Your own child’s life! And then you have the audacity to try and rip him away from the only family that has every really loved him! Do you really think that any of us would let any harm come to our Captain, the man who has saved all of our lives multiple times?!”

Winona opens her mouth, but nothing comes out. She just sits there and looks and looks at you. “You have to know that I will fight these charges. They could affect my career, Starfleet could remove me from this ship”

All you can do is laugh, “Fucking typical! All you can think about is your career! You can’t even think about your son long enough to decide what’s right for him! All you care about is the fact that this could affect your career!” suddenly an idea comes to you, “Are you really that concerned about losing your position?”

“Of course I am!”

“Listen to me, because I am only going to offer you this once. Are you ready?”

“Of course I am” she snapped, crossing her arms

“Sign over all parental rights to me and Leonard” she opens her mouth to protest, “If you do that, I will drop all charges against you and everything will go back to normal. I could even let you speak to him every once and awhile, but you would have no say in what happened to him. Do you want to do that?”

Winona sits back, studying you quietly. You let her look, staring back, you had her cornered, she either gave you custody of Jim, or she went on trial with the Admirals.

“Fine. I will have all paperwork to you in one hour. As soon as you receive the paperwork I want you to renounce your claims. I also don’t want any contact with James. When you get the papers I want nothing to do with him”

You nod sadly, “If that is what you want. You will no longer have any contact or rights to Jim, and I will drop all charges against you”

Winona nodded, “I will get started on the paperwork and send it to you. Thank you for your time. Kirk out”

Just like she said, an hour later you received all paperwork retaining to Jim. You and Leonard were listed as Jim’s new guardians, and Winona had signed over all rights. Now all you had to do was tell Len that you had just been given a child, and everything would be alright. You headed down to Sickbay, wanting to talk to your husband before you told Jim that he would get to stay with you.


“Over here, darlin’!”

Len was using the dermal regenerator on an engineer who had burned their hands, thankfully he was just finishing up.

“Alright you are clear to go. Take the rest of the night off, but you can return to work tomorrow”

“Thanks Doctor.”

Len turned to look at you, “What did you need to tell me?”

“It’s personal, can we go to your office?” Len nods, shutting the door when you are both inside, you hand your husband the papers, “Winona signed over custody to Jim … to us. We have sole custody of him, on the condition that I drop all charges against her”

Len whips around, “You can’t just drop those charges! Those are serious charges!”

“You think I don’t know that! I don’t want her to get away with this, but if I didn’t then she could have sent him back to Frank! I can’t allow that!”

He nods quietly sitting down beside you. “How are we going to take care of him? Do you think we can get a room modified for a family?”

“Even if we can’t I’ll leave the ship. I’ll teach at the academy, we can see each other whenever to dock on Earth. I know that I will miss you, but would you really trust anyone else to take care of our Jimmy?”

Len chuckles quietly, “You know that I can never say no to you. Of course I would never give Jimmy up. Are we going to tell him tonight?”

You nod, “I’m going to contact Pike. Let him know what happened and get the charges dropped.”

“I’ll get Jimmy from the bridge, we will meet you in the mess when you are done”

Once you finish talking to the Admirals, who weren’t very happy with your deal, but they accepted it. They also agreed to have the Enterprise dock on Earth and modify the command quarters to accommodate your family. They were going to let you keep Jim on board the ship! Once you had told them that you intended to leave the Enterprise if Jim couldn’t stay on the ship, they quickly agreed to accommodate you. You couldn’t wait to tell your husband and the little who boy who was now your son.

After you eat dinner with everyone you bring Jim and Len back to the room, wanting to tell them the good news.

“Jimmy can you sit on the bed for a minute. We have something we want to tell you”

Immediately you can see Jim tense up, “Are you sending me away?”

You crouch down so you are eye level with Jim, “No, sweetheart. Nothing like that” You run your fingers through his hair, “The opposite actually. Bones and I are keeping you. Your mother signed over rights, so you get to stay with us, forever”

Jim’s eyes widened, “I-I can stay with you?”

“Yes, sweetheart. You can stay with Bones and I, and all three of us get to stay on the Enterprise. We all get to stay here, and you never have to see Frank or Winona again. You can be our son”

Tears welled up in Jim’s too-blue eyes, “You … you can be my mommy now?”

You smile, “Yeah, baby. I’m your mommy now”

Jim flings himself at you, wrapping his arms around your neck. He glances shyly at Len, “Are you my daddy now?”

Len pulled both of you into his arms, “Yeah, Jimmy. I’m gonna be your daddy”

Jim refuses to let you both go the entire night. He ends up sleeping in the bed with you again, curled up safely between his new parents.

The next day when you tell the rest of the crew the good news, you are met with shouts of joy. The entire crew had been waiting to hear news about the fate of their former Captain, and to hear that one, there was no cure, and two, he would get to stay on the ship, was a relief. They now knew about his past, and every one of them would have fought to keep their Captain.

Jim brings light and joy to everyone on the crew, just like you knew he would. His laughter can be heard throughout the halls, and he even gets an honorary position on the crew. He becomes the Captains Assistant, he is taught all about what it takes to be a good Captain. Jim is already a genius, so he soaks up new information like a sponge. Spock helps tutor Jim, making sure he keeps up with all of his education. Jim is rarely ever idle for long on the Flagship, he is taught by every senior crew member. You can tell that he is still going to grow into the amazing Captain that he once was, he would possible be even better.

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If we ever meet again (for the title thing)

thanks for this babe!

if we ever meet again is a reunion fic for sure. i’m thinking our girl’s name is bella in this. bella and shawn both volunteer to work at a sleep away summer camp one year - they’re both counselors, but he doubles as the music instructor and she doubles as the lifeguard.

they have a quiet summer romance of skinny dipping in the lake, kissing in the arts and crafts room, and mediating all the drama that occurs between their campers. but summer ends, as it always does, and they go their separate ways on good terms.

then shawn’s career blows up; suddenly he’s being interviewed left and right, and has fans following his every move, and bella is perplexed but happy for him as she continues to live her normal life when shawn suddenly drops a song she remembers - a song he wrote for her, sang to her by the fire on their last night together.

i would write the fic out of chronological order; every other chapter would be a flashback as we watch their relationship begin and grow, and the alternating chapters would be in present time as bella tries to get a hold of shawn to start things anew and shawn tries and fails to move on from his first love. maybe they’d find each other in the end, maybe they’ve changed too much to still be the people they were that summer, but maybe first love is powerful enough to overcome anything.

…i really wanna write this now wow

send me a made-up fic title and i’ll tell you what i would write to go with it!

so like everyone’s talking about how great the whole “Yuuri is actually the playboy” plot twist was and yes, it was fabulous and i am literally on fire, but I also love that this episode revealed that Viktor is basically just like a giant, somewhat emotionally stunted fucking nerd? Like, he’s put his entire life into becoming The Best Skater and he IS, but all it takes is one wild party and getting physical with a cute guy on the dance floor for him to realize “wait there’s like so much I’m missing out on?? I’m only just realizing that I’m massively unfulfilled OOPS” and then all of a sudden being the best in the biz doesn’t mean shit anymore. like, he straight up pines over this guy for like FOUR MONTHS before dropping everything to move in with him on the subtlest hint that he may like him back, like, this is literally the most adorable high school crush-ass situation ever except y’know, Viktor is a celebrity athlete who lives on his own and is at the height of his career so suddenly catching feelings and deciding to just go for them is kind of a Big Deal

HamilSquad™ - Chapter 1

Tags: College AU, Hamilton Musical, Alexander Hamilton/John Laurens, Hercules Mulligan/Lafayette

Story Summary: Alexander Hamilton is a freshman in college, and when his roommates Thomas, James, and Burr kick him out within the first month of him living in New York, Alexander needs a new home, and new roommates. Luckily, John Laurens is a dork and hangs flyers around school stating that he and his two other roommates (Lafayette and Hercules Mulligan) are in need of a fourth person to pay rent, and Alexander hits them up. They’re all hilarious and click really quickly, the triplet easily becoming a quartet. Plus, Alexander would get to live with three attractive guys, including one REALLY cute John Laurens. Definitely a welcome bonus.

Words in Chapter 1: 1076

Story Rating: T (Teen and Up) for the reason of curse words, terrible innuendos, and alcohol mentions in much later chapters. All TW listed at start of chapter.

TW for Chapter: Mention (very very briefly) of Hamilton’s mother’s death, food (only coffee and flan are mentioned but I thought better be safe than sorry), and homelessness


Chapter 1: The Roommate’s Pamphlet

           As of 5:00am this morning, Alexander Hamilton was homeless. Burr always told him that his mouth was going to be the thing to get him in trouble, but he never guessed Burr would actually be right about something for once. He had been dorming with a three guys from the debate team for the first month of his college career when they suddenly decided they’d had enough of him. Ok so, maybe it wasn’t so sudden. Alexander just could never resist his constant urge to roast Thomas Jefferson and John Adams. They’re both assholes, Alexander told himself. They deserved it.

           But, understandably, one could only take so much roasting, and Jefferson and Adams soon reached the end of their ropes. Aaron Burr, never one for confrontation, tried to remain completely impartial to the quarrel going on between the three; the only opinion he voiced being that they were all being extremely immature. His un-alignment shattered, however, when Alexander got fed up about having no one on his side and accused Burr of having no opinions on anything. Alexander could remember exactly what he had said to the stoic man clear as day. “If you stand for nothing Burr, what do you fall for?” Burr immediately chose a side after that and, unsurprisingly, it sure wasn’t Hamilton’s.

           So that’s how Alexander Hamilton, Political Science major and straight A student, ended up on the streets after only a month of living in New York. It’s not like Alexander was super worried. It was summer still; classes hadn’t started yet for people who took the summer semester off. Plenty of freshmen were moving in soon, Alexander just happened to be early. Surely there’s going to be plenty of people in need of roommates. Alexander told himself as he approached Starbucks, in desperate need to put his duffle bag down (with everything he owned in it, he never was a man of many belongings) and a break.

           Alexander ordered himself a Caramel Flan Frappuccino (he deserved a break, sue him) from a cheery barista named Maria and sat down at the booth closest to door. It was situated against a large window, which Alexander ended up people watching out of when he decided it wasn’t worth digging through his duffel bag for his laptop. It was really just an excuse for Alexander “Non-Stop” Hamilton to actually relax for once. The coffee was nice. It reminded Alexander of his life in the Caribbean.

           More specifically, it reminded him of the flan his mother used to make for family dinners before his dad left. The flan his mother used to make for the two of them before they both got sick. The flan Alexander learned to make in the days he had gotten better, the days before she died. The flan Alexander made for his cousin the night before he-

           “JOHN NO GET BACK HERE!” Alexander is shocked out of his revere. A boy comes running down the sidewalk, looking to be about Alexander’s age, all mischief and freckles, his shoulder length brown curly hair bouncing wildly behind him as he runs at a break-neck speed. The boy stops abruptly in front of a lamppost, whipping out a bottle of superglue and a piece of paper from god knows where, and expertly glues the edges perfectly to the post in record time just to take off again. Another boy, more of a man really, comes running up just as boy number one (John, Alexander assumes) disappeared around the street corner.

           The second guy stops at the lamppost just like the first one, but doesn’t seem to have anything to add to it, laughing (why was he laughing?) at the paper as he attempted to take it down. The paper holds fast. As the guy struggled with the paper and shook his head in disbelief, Alexander got a good look at him, much better than the glance he’d gotten of John. This guy was tall, really tall, and really buff. He had his small afro contained in a headband stretched across his forehead, and he was dressed too fashionably to be chasing someone. Clearly he hadn’t planned on it. He had on nice white jean jacket over a navy blue t-shirt (matching his headband) with a pattern of tiny white stars. Not to mention the widely ripped blue jeans, showing off large expanses of his chocolate colored skin. “John I swear to god!” The guy takes off again, still laughing without a care in the world.

           Alexander shook himself out of his staring, closing his mouth all the way, realizing he had been gaping the slightest bit. He decided to take his coffee to go, the air conditioning was making him rather cold anyways, and walked outside to see just what, exactly, was this mysterious John posting around town that had his friend so hysterical.

           When Alexander made it to the post, he leaned in closely to read what seemed to a letter of sorts. This should be good. What Alexander got was even better than good, better than great even. The letter stated:


           Hey! Are you looking for a roommate? How about 3 obnoxiously loud males who occasionally drink too much and have board game night on Wednesdays and movie night on Thursdays? Don’t like cooking your own meals and enjoy having a 6”2 burly guy constantly doting on you and forcing delicious food down your throat? Don’t mind a French foreign exchange student walking around in his underwear 24/7 because he doesn’t understand American culture? (It’s all a lie he just wants an excuse to not put on pants.) Have enough sanity to listen to a college student rant about how cute turtles are, how amazing Disney is, and how fun football is? Then you’ve come to the right place!

           But in all seriousness though, we have a room open in our four-bedroom apartment and we could use the extra person paying rent. It has a big living room and Frenchy bought a giant flat screen TV with a Netflix we all use and a sweet kitchen. You’ll even get your own bathroom! That has to sound at least a little bit enticing. Right?

           Call us @ (431) 591-3332


John Laurens <3 (And Hercules and Lafayette who didn’t agree with the beautiful and extremely elegant choice of words in this flyer but were too lazy to write it themselves so they can deal with it)


         Perfect, Alexander thought.

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Don't Forget (Jungkook, OC) Part 1
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This request is for the recent contest winner, kookie9792! :)


OC- Kim Jenna

There are a lot of things that can make a person loose his or her sanity. There’s stress, depression, failure… 


For Jungkook, it was a single phone call. 

He was in the middle of his promotions in Japan when it happened. Everything was absolutely wonderful in the duration of his visit. Bangtan was welcomed with open arms, with fans mobbing their concert events and fan signing venues. Jungkook was ecstatic at the response they received but all the while, there was one thing never left his mind; constantly floating in his sub consciousness.

It was the last night of their concert and it was a frenzy backstage as everyone got into their final preparations. The staff ran around the place: fixing their clothes, their hair, and their make-up; anything they could get their hands on. 

Jungkook was standing by the mirror, checking his reflection and fixing his mic when he felt his phone vibrating in his pocket. He took it out and his face lit up when he saw who was the name flashing on screen:

Calling: Kim Jenna

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Another love letter I'll never send

Because I’m having a Bad ™ night and it feels better to send this off rather than keep it in a journal

I don’t know exactly what it is that I’m feeling for you right now. All I know is that it’s making my chest feel funny, and I was fine a couple of minutes ago eating with my friends but now I am not fine.
You’ve been creeping into my head all week in the sneakiest places. I didn’t expect you to show up during a presentation about career paths, but suddenly there you were and I couldn’t hear the presenter any more. All I could think about was you. Not even in a lustful way, just about the idea of being with you. Being able to enjoy your physical presence. It’s such bullshit because I never asked to feel this way and out of nowhere you feel like a punch in the gut. I never asked for this.
It makes me feel so damn sick and dirty, which is fucking hysterical because I’ve always been the one with the supportive family who never had any personal crisis realizing my sexuality. But you? You’re another story entirely and I don’t know what comes next. I want nothing more than to be able to share my life with you and to be able to love you but for some reason that want makes me hate myself. I thought I was over the self loathing thing, but I guess if our situation never actually changed it’s silly to think my feelings would have. Maybe I’m a little too optimistic, but sometimes when I wake up in the early hours before my alarm and before the sun, I just lay there in the dark praying that these feelings will go away. I’m not someone who prays a lot.
I just want to be able to feel normal, but what I feel can’t be normal if it’s something that people are so disgusted by- even though straight people say all the time “age is just a number,” I know that that’s one of those things that’s never the same when it comes to the gays. It disgusts me. I think about your husband, and then it makes me hate myself more. I have no claim to you.
I never have.
Yet somehow, when I haven’t seen you in months, I miss you like I did the first night after I said goodbye. It wasn’t a forever goodbye, it was a summer goodbye. An only-for-awhile goodbye. But I thought that it meant I would get over you, and I was wrong.
I was reading something earlier (if you want to know, it was a Grace and Frankie fanfiction), and I was shaken from head to foot with the realization that I don’t think I can live without you. God, I know that I can never be with you the way I need to, but just having you in my life is enough. I don’t want to live if you’re not a part of it. Maybe that’s melodramatic, I don’t know. But the fact that I read those words in the story and suddenly couldn’t breathe means that something within me at the deepest level knows that they’re true.
When I’m not paying attention my mind turns to thoughts of kissing you and pleasing you. Just getting to be with you. I want to hold your hand and let my fingertips find a place on your waist. I want to do so many things with you, for you.
I’ll be seeing you soon enough but I’m scared of what will happen. I haven’t felt this much in a long time, and that’s scary enough on its own.
I miss you. I love you. I don’t want you to forget about me.

anonymous asked:

Hi!!! Do you know any good Hurt!Steve fanfics?

hello anon!! omg ok i accidentally exited the page while I was working on the list halfway through and everything is gone so I had to redo everything ohmygod what my brain?? hehe yep so i wasn’t sure if you’re talking about steve being physically or emotionally hurt, so I thought I will just include both!! Starting with emotional hurt …

Routine (22K) - Wordsplat

Since waking from the ice, Steve has developed an increasingly difficult case of OCD. Not wanting to be a burden, he doesn’t tell anyone of his troubles and always keeps his teammates at a safe distance, not getting too close to any of them. He’s struggling just to keep his head above water when Tony catches him in one of his compulsions, and refuses to be pushed away.

Can’t Go Home (2.1K) - uncontrollablesnark (orphan_account)

Prompt Meme Fill. “I just want to go home, but I can’t. It doesn’t exist any more.” Steve has lost everything. The people he loved. His home. Tony. Steve’s tired. He just wants to go home.

Post-breakup Steve/Tony angst, basically. I don’t know how to summary any more.

Stay a Little Longer (5.3K) - ConjureUpaSmile

He absolutely would not make eye contact with the well dressed man in the back tinkering with his phone. A glance at the clock revealed that he still had three minutes before his presentation was scheduled to begin. He thrummed his fingers against his art briefcase and decided that two minutes early was close enough.

“Good morning, everyone,” Steve spoke as he turned to the committee.

He looked up as soon as Steve started talking, causing a legion of butterflies to take flight within Steve’s stomach. He never could make things easy. Steve took a steadying breath and plowed forward with his presentation. The sooner finished, the faster he could get away from Tony.

No superpowers AU where everything is complicated. Steve came home from Afghanistan without a reason to live for. Tony has been though a kidnapping gand betrayal and just wants to do the right thing. Too bad it couldn’t be that easy.

Written amidst post CA:CW feels

No Pain, No Gain (22K) - Robin_tCJ

Tony Stark, a kickboxing instructor at Fury’s Gym, doesn’t do BOYFRIENDS. He doesn’t even hook up with the same person twice. But for Adonis-slash-artist Steve Rogers, he’ll make an exception.

“Okay, things are getting awkward,” Tony says, leaning back into Steve’s personal space. He presses forward so his lips are almost, not quite, brushing Steve’s own. “Cards on the table, here. I don’t like entanglements. I don’t do relationships. So you have two options here. You can either turn around and walk out the door – no harm, no foul. Or, you can kiss me, and we can take this to the bedroom and you can enjoy some really hot casual sex. No regrets.”

Building A Home (1.1K) - syriala

Written for this one sentence prompt on Tumblr: “Please don’t leave me behind”

When Tony’s career suddenly takes off, Steve is afraid that Tony will build a future without him in it.

Bereavement (3.7K) - nightwalker

She sets her clipboard down on her lap and folds her hands over it. “I am very sorry for your loss, Agent Rogers.”

This Is My Rubik’s Cube (7.1K) - cloudsarefluffy

They’re polar opposites in every sense of the term. Like the sun or the moon- hot or cold- up or down. They come from different beginnings, from different intermissions, from different ends of the spectrum- and somehow, against all odds, they managed to meet in the middle.

Fix Me (2.5K) - ElectricityLingerss

One hundred ways to say ‘I love you’ number 4 - ‘Come here. Let me fix it.’

Climbing a Very Small Mountain (55K) - DC_Chan

In which Tony Stark is short, and he doesn’t like it, and he has reasons for not liking it. Steve thinks this is fine, as long as he goes out on a date with him.

Five Times Tony Stark Ran Away from Steve and One Time He Doesn’t (5.5K) - AmmatureWriter

Every time Steve thought he finally has Tony in his arms, he ran away from him.

It’s Raining Inside (4.5K) - Potrix [Steve/Tony/Bucky]

Jealousy, ugly and burning, flares up in Steve’s heart at the sight of Tony in Bucky’s arms, and even though he’s loath to do so, Steve has to admit the main reason he isn’t storming right over there to pull them apart isn’t anything noble or selfless, but the fact that he doesn’t know whose place he’d rather take.

Or; five times Steve feels like he’s the third wheel, plus the one time Bucky and Tony show him how wrong he is.

holding onto things i can’t replace (3.1K) - furyssecretboyband

“Promise that no matter what happens we’ll always be friends. I really like having you in my life, I never want that to change,” Tony had whispered in the dark of the night.

Some promise, Steve thought. Tony hadn’t wanted it to change, but look at them now, he’d gone and changed it all.

the bruising of unfinished business (3.2K) - theappleppielifestyle

“Close friend,” Tony says, and Pepper looks older, so much older than those nine years that Tony’s lost.

“Maybe a little more than that,” she says, and then allows: “Maybe a lot.”

The room goes quiet, and over the beep of the machines, Tony can hear the muffled sounds of Steve breaking down in the hallway.

now … physical hurt

it’s the little things (6.5K) - ohmyloki

Steve is injured and he’s not healing the way he should. It’s up to the team to figure out why and it’s time for Tony to face a few demons. 

To Break a Dream (34K) - Wordsplat

Steve is kidnapped and tortured to prove a point to the American people at large. Warning: Graphic depictions of multiple kinds of torture. Not for the squeamish.

Close to the Heart (2K) - MusicalLuna

Steve gets in a minor traffic collision that gets a not-so-minor reaction from Tony.

Thank You Fics -  Chapter 7: Hurt!Steve + Stuck in a Cabin (7.6K) - sabrecmc

Two prompts in one! This is for a request for an injured Steve who was hiding his injury and another request for the boys stuck in Ye Olde Convenient Cabin. I apparently don’t understand the meaning of the word “drabble.”

Heartbeats (3.6K) - Wordsplat

When Steve is poisoned, Tony discovers he has a few things he’d like to say.

Familiar Taste of Poison (33K) - laylabinx

Steve becomes incredibly sick after being exposed to an unknown biological agent and the team has to help him through it. Mostly my excuse for shameless Steve!whump and gooey team feels all around =p

Stop, Drop, and Cuddle (1.9K) - Amuly

right, so, there are sick tony prompts everywhere, and steve can’t technically get sick with “terrestrial diseases” so let’s stick him with an extraterrestrial disease of some sort - maybe he catches an asgardian flu or something. so, yeah, it requires a bit of screwing around to make it work, but sick!steve - is tony a competent caretaker or a horrible nurse? can be pre-relationship or during. pre- might actually be funnier.

Practicing with Sehun pt. 2


A dance lesson taken a little too far…

Part 1

Warning: Smut

You had attempted to settle the thoughts of Sehun that didn’t seem to want to leave your mind.  You had already decided that you wouldn’t accept his help again, knowing you didn’t need that kind of trouble while you were trying to make a good impression in your new company.  

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I am utterly disgusted with the state of this fandom right now.

So this will be a pretty long rant, and I apologize in advance for the gradual amount of cursing. However, in light of recent events, I just could not stand the things that are happening in this fandom any longer. I’m someone who has just been lurking around, not paying much attention to any of these anti-ship wars, but enough is enough. I’ve been quiet for too fucking long, and this needs to end. 

So for one, I’m not someone who really supported a certain ship in Naruto. However, when I read the final chapter, I was really happy that Naruto ended up with Hinata, obtained a beautiful family and achieved his dream of being Hokage. I can honestly say I’m now a huge supporter of NaruHina. I like the other couples too, like SasuSaku ShikaTema (if anything, this was actually the couple I wanted most to get together), InoSai, etc.. All good? Okay.

Now, this is where it gets ugly. It apparently seems that the ending of Naruto created a large amount of angry antis—especially the NaruSaku supporters. Okay, fair enough. I can understand their disappointment. I guess I would be disappointed too if I was that invested in fictional characters getting together just for it to all go down in flames. Whatever. They can create their fanfics or fanart or whatever the hell they want. They have every right to, ain’t nobody gots a problem with that.

Now this is the part that made me truly, absolutely, 100% disgusted. To the point where I don’t even want to be called a Naruto fan anymore because of how disgusting and immature these NaruSaku creatures (I won’t even call them people, because they lost the right to even be called that at this point) are acting. It started with this:

1) NaruSaku fans calling and harassing SP, sending his assistant death threats through twitter and various forms of media, etc. Harassing Kishi and HIS WIFE, telling them they’re going to kill him…because of a fictional character.

This happened quite early on, right when the series had just ended, so I just brushed it off. I reasoned, “Oh, okay. Well the ending just happened a few weeks ago, I guess they’re still pretty angry. Decent human beings shouldn’t act this rude or offensive to ANYONE, but they’re angry. And people lose sight of themselves when they’re passionately angry. Some of these shippers have been shipping this couple for years; I guess it’s sort of understandable. Sort of.”

2) Then the bullshit conspiracy theories (Chatte) and attacks on Kishi based on feminism happened.

First of all, do not fucking DARE bring feminism into this. Do not fucking DARE. I am a huge feminist, to the point where I’m a women’s study and political science double major. These crazy fans bringing feminism into the picture and claiming that the ending was “anti-feminist” because of Sakura’s newfound role as a “housewife” is what seriously started to grind my gears.

Secondly, if you’re an actual “feminist” like you claim to be, you would fucking go out there and try to make a change in the real world, not hole yourself up in your house and waste your time sending angry threat letters to people in Japan (who believe it or not, do not give a single fuck about your opinions).

Do you even know what’s going on with the recent Supreme Court decision regarding Hobby Lobby in the US? Or the increasing amount of human sex trafficking cases exploiting young girls in the Middle East? Yeah, didn’t think so. Bet you had to google it.

If you’re such a “feminist” and care so much about women rights, you would be trying to change what’s happening in the REAL world – the world you fucking LIVE in – not some fictional ninja world. So don’t you DARE pretend you’re all of a sudden a feminist, when it’s convenient for you, because those are the worst type of human beings. Don’t you DARE try to drag your poorly constructed “feminist” argument into convincing others that Naruto had a terrible, anti-feminist ending. I’m sorry, but with your same skewed logic, Naruto should have been an “anti feminist” series the minute Sakura was designated “healer,” because that is literally the role that at least one female character in every fucking Shonen gets because it’s considered “weaker/more feminine.” I didn’t see you complain then. So why are you trying to make feminism a valid argument now? Bullfuckingshit.

Thirdly, where the fuck did it ever say Sakura was a housewife? Where?

Because she dons an apron and cleans? Seriously? A girl can’t even clean her home without you jumping to assumptions that she’s a housewife now? No wonder you thought NaruSaku was actually ever going to be a thing. Constantly making assumptions and never basing your logic on reason/facts. This is proof of your horrendous reading comprehension.

And then, as if that wasn’t enough, you BASH Sakura because she’s a housewife?

You claim you’re a Sakura fan, but the minute she decides to make a career change, suddenly she’s useless. Are you saying powerful women can’t be housewives? That is one of the most misogynistic things I have ever heard my entire life. Suddenly because Sakura made her own choice to become whatever the fuck she wanted (because surprise, surprise it’s HER life), and that happened to be a career society deems a “female job,” she’s useless and her entire character development was ruined? Are you fucking hearing yourself right now? Are you? You are a walking contradiction, and please excuse yourself out.

Even with all this boiling anger, up to this point, I did not want to get dragged into this shipping war. I thought, you know what? It’s just a fictional world. Let it go, self. 

3) But then the website dedicated to thanking Kishi happened. And all hell broke loose.

A website dedicated to thanking Kishi for spending fifteen - let me reiterate that - FIFTEEN FUCKING YEARS working on Naruto for his fans, was spammed with the most horrendous, offensive and nasty messages from these so-called “fans.” These messages were not only disgustingly rude, crudely put, but they were extremely self-entitled. Don’t even get me started on their grammar, or rather, lack thereof.


ESPECIALLY not to “fans” that harass him simply because he told his story the way he saw fit.  

I don’t even care about respect anymore. No, I’m seriously so utterly disgusted right now. Words cannot even begin to explain how disgusted I am. Kishi sacrificed his own honeymoon, limited spending time with his own family and spent countless nights staying up to reach deadlines for his readers. He put fifteen years of his life down to tell a beautiful story about friendship, acceptance and love, to give hope to any lonely or depressed person out there that things will get better, and this is how his so-called “fans” repay him? Telling him to go kill himself? That he’s a terrible person because he “tricked” them? That Naruto dying would have been a better ending? That Naruto would be disappointed in Kishi?

Lmfao, yeah because you definitely know what Naruto wants, right? Not the CREATOR of Naruto, but some crazy delusional fan that clearly lacks the ability to interpret words properly.

The best message of them all?

“Give Naruto justice for his hard work.”


Let’s just let that sink in:

“Give Naruto justice for his hard work.”

L M F A O.

So apparently, according to you, this “justice” is killing off Naruto with Sasuke or making him marry Sakura.

So basically giving Naruto the justice he deserves is marrying him off to a girl who never loved him? Or is it marrying him off to a girl who is madly, crazily in love with absolute devotion to his best friend? Or wait – is it just killing him off?

Apparently Kishi did the oh-so-terrible injustice of giving Naruto a beautiful wife who truly loved and believed in him when no one else did, his lifelong dream of being Hokage, AND two adorable ass kids to come home to. OH MY GOD WHAT AN INJUSTICE. WHAT AN ASSHOLE KISHI IS! How *dare* he give Naruto everything he ever wanted! What blasphemy!

I’m not sure exactly what the definition of “justice” is to these NaruSaku fans’ warped heads, but if justice is marrying Naruto off to a girl who does not love him, and injustice is Naruto being happily married to the love of his life, having two beautiful kids, and achieving his life-long dream of being Hokage, then I know for a fact I don’t want to live in any form of government they construct.

This whole NaruSaku thing must be a joke. It just has to be. I refuse to believe such ignorant, rude and selfish people exist in this world. These people did not give a single flying fuck about what NARUTO was about. They simply watched the series to craft their own fucking weird ass bullshit love story where two characters THAT THE AUTHOR HAD CONFIRMED AGAIN AND AGAIN DO NOT HAVE ROMANTIC FEELINGS TOWARD ONE ANOTHER have to get together and then whine and bitch about it when it inevitably didn’t happen.

To whichever insane NaruSaku fan reading this: You get the FUCK out of this fandom right the fuck now because you cannot call yourself a fan at this point. The majority of NaruSaku fans are fucking delusional, crazy, psycho pieces of shits that have no fucking gratitude to the man who fucking slave drove himself for 15 years to create a meaningful, beautiful story about friendship, love and acceptance. Get the FUCK out of my fandom, and you get the FUCK out of my face with your crazy tumblr posts. I’m not fucking sorry for my cursing, and I’m definitely not fucking sorry for your fucking ship not being canon anymore. I do not pity a single one of you crazy antis. I can’t even feel sympathy for the nicer, calmer NaruSaku fans because of all this fucking bullshit this ship is causing. Why aren’t the nicer NaruSaku fans putting some sense into the crazios? Aren’t you guys a “family?” If someone in the NaruHina fandom was acting this crazy, I would put them in their place. A single one of these NaruSaku fans have enough loony to fill up ten mental institutions.

I’m not even going to bother mentioning Hinata or Sasuke, because clearly these antis don’t give a flying fuck about either of these two characters and it would be absolutely pointless. I’m basing this entire argument solely on their “love” for Naruto and Sakura and NaruSaku ship.

Let me just end long rant/post on this beautiful note:

Just a few months ago they were making fun of NaruHina/SasuSaku shippers about what will happen once “NaruSaku definitely becomes canon” and saying how immature these actions are…AND THEY FUCKING GO DO IT THEMSELVES. How fucking hypocritical and pathetic. I am legitimately so done with this fucking bullshit.

I’m not here to argue because clearly most of these NaruSaku fans refuse to listen to voice of reason. I’m just here to voice my opinion on how utterly disgusted and ashamed I am of the Naruto fandom because of these people, and how they’re ruining Naruto for everyone. Do not fucking DARE call yourself a Naruto fan anymore because you have lost that privilege. I refuse to believe any actual Naruto fan can have so much hate and animosity towards Kishi and the series simply because they didn’t get their wackass ending.

And for any NaruSaku crazy who stumbles upon this post (further proving they’re idiots by being in a NaruHina/anti NaruSaku tag) I have but two parting words for you: BYEEEEE FELICIAAAAA! 


Lordran Blacksmiths Closing Shop After Dragon Tails Somehow Become Weapons

Many hard working blacksmiths have had to close shop as the state of the industry continues to crash. Many adventurers have discovered that dragon’s tails magically become swords. This phenomenon has hurt blacksmiths hard since weapons appearing out of dragon tails means swordsmen have no need for blacksmiths weapons anymore.

“It’s a shame,” says Andre of Astora. “I’ve been a blacksmith for many years and suddenly my career has hollowed and soon I will too…”

The Giant blacksmith though isn’t worried.

“Swords they bring. Tail of Drake. Doesn’t work In Anor Lando. Total noobs. Laugh I do. Forge I can.” he stated.

Our field reporter asked the dragon Kalameet what his thoughts were on the situation. Unfortunately, we didn’t get a response as our reporter was promptly eaten.

An Open Letter To Those Not Graduating on Time

From the very first day we could hold a pencil, one idea has been repeatedly hammered into our heads: go to school, get good grades, go to university, land a job, and live the rest of your life Happily Ever After—as if doing so was the only way to win at life. Nonetheless we followed. Begrudgingly, we admit, it was the most secure path to a brighter future as compared to the uncertainty of the path less trodden. But somewhere somehow, something in your plan regarding this went completely wrong.

An infinite amount of situations could have gone down to push you into the quandary you’re in.  Maybe you decided to change your major, maybe you ran into some financial trouble, maybe you switched schools, maybe you decided to take some time off to travel the world.

Simply put, life just threw something your way that you were completely unprepared for—and punched you in the face.

Whatever the reason may be, only one thing was for sure—and you heard the words that was basically equal to taking a step back from the fast-paced speed of life like a sick, twisted Monopoly board game.

“You won’t graduate on time.”

A thousand thoughts course through your head and even more questions flooding your already chaotic mind and suddenly, you find yourself spiralling into miserable uncertainty. Just thinking about the humiliation of telling your friends and family adds to the hopelessness of the situation and you even consider not telling them at all.

“Am I stupid? Am I a failure? What will everyone else think? What will happen to me from here? Will I ever have that career I wanted?”

Suddenly you are flooded with insecurity—almost as if you’ve been forced to backtrack from your own life. And it sucks.

Suddenly you have to deal with watching your friends march on and accept that diploma without you, or deal with them stressing over course requirements you know nothing about, or you’re not getting frustrated over terrible graduation photos, suddenly you’re not going to be wearing that graduation cap you were so excited to adorn your head like a crown built for royalty.

Let’s get real: that crown is basically equivalent to a medal screaming “I did it! I survived the sleepless nights, the stressful educators, the pummeling requirements, the insane course load etcetera, etcetera, etcetera!”

Almost as if it were taboo, almost as if you’ve committed a crime, you feel humiliated, broken, perhaps even less of a person.

But who even set a deadline for learning anyway?

Not graduating on time isn’t the end of the world. Take all the time you need. You may be a little late, but your career, your whole life, your friends, your family will all still be there. Just because you’re going to be taking a few more detours compared to all the others does not mean you’re never going to get to where you’re supposed to be.

They may be a bit upset at first, but once the initial disappointment settles, they’ll be asking you about how your classes are going, how your professors are treating you, and guess what, once you do march across that stage beaming with pride to accept that diploma, they’ll be in the crowd cheering louder than anyone else.

Graduation will happen.

If you study hard and pass your classes, that is. In the meantime, enjoy the scenic route of your education. Get to know that terror professor, take that weird elective, volunteer, study abroad, make new friends, embrace new opportunities, accept everything the world has to offer, good or bad, with open arms and an open heart. Take advantage of that. You’ll graduate filled with pride and wisdom that supersedes those of whom who graduated before you.

Why are you in such a hurry anyway?

Life in university (or high school) is stressful enough. It takes a lot of mental and emotional fitness and not to mention the countless of hours studying and preparing requirements. Similarly, balancing school with extracurriculars, friends, and family just adds to the strain. Don’t add an extra mountain’s worth of pressure on yourself by setting a timer on graduation.

You are NOT a failure. Chill out, mellow down, life goes on.

—© candymag