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Second Chances

Words: 10.1k

Genre: Fluff / Soulmate AU

Warnings: slight description of a panic attack, swearing

Description:  Soulmate AU in which you get to see colours when you kiss your soulmate. Dan has a particularity.

Read on AO3 / @cityofdan made a moodboard for this and I’m crying

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Sorry, Not Sorry

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Prompt :“if you’re going to keep running your mouth like that, i can think of a few ways to make you shut up.” -requested by @little-red-83

Originally posted by littlemisssyreid

“What the fuck!” You yelled at the tv, pressing the buttons on your controller. “You’re cheating!”

Bucky let out a huff and shook his head.

“Just admit it, you’re not as great as you thought you were.” He said.

You pursed your lips, getting annoyed with the game.

“Oh would you look at that, you died…AGAIN!” He cackled. “Damn Y/N, are you even playing?!”

You rolled your eyes, still facing the TV. “if you’re going to keep running your mouth like that, i can think of a few ways to make you shut up.”

Bucky stopped in that moment, gazing at you, intrigued by your statement.

"Oh yeah? Like what?” He asked.

You turned and met his gaze. Seeing the smirk on his face somehow made you feel invincible. As if you had the ball in your court.

Putting the controller down, you walked over to him. Standing right in front of him, you decided to straddle his lap. Making him shiver under you.

You could feel him starting to grow under, which made you flash a smirk.

Leaning in close, just inches away from his face, you looked down at his lips.

“I have a few things in mind.” You whispered.

Bucky let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. His hands held your waist, staring deeply into your eyes.

You leaned in a little closer, brushing your lips ever so lightly on he ear. Making him hard.

“Like tapping your mouth with duct tape.” You exhaled.

And before he could react, you grabbed his controller and killed him in the game.

“Ha! How do you like them apples!?” You yelled.

Bucky was taken aback, confused and turned on all at the same time.

“Hey–what the hell!?” He exclaimed. “That’s not fair!”

You shrugged your shoulders, and smiled. “Don’t fuck with me.” You winked.

I can’t explain (Peter Parker x Reader)

I Didn’t? Part 2!
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Summary: We’ve made it to the dance, y’all! Also, this isn’t the same plot as the movie cause the reader isn’t Liz, so yeah…

A/N: Thank you guys for all the notes on part 1! eek, I couldn’t even believe it! You should probably read the first one again and then read this one cause I reference a bunch of things point blank from the first one. And I’m making a part three (woo!)

Warnings: None that I can think of…

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anonymous asked:

Can you write about the RFA (Plus Saeran and V) reacting to the Protagonist being forced into an arranged marriage by her family?

Okay this ask is actually kind of cute and drama-worthy lol

Anyways, enjoy!

I’m gonna make the beginning the same for all members, 

MC got a phone call from her parents that she need to attend an omiai(?). Her parents and the groom-candidate lol will be meeting at X Hotel at a certain date. Her parents demanded that she come. 

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Soul-Mark by PaigeRhiann

Rating: Teen and Up

Word Count: 5201

His wolf purrs happily because it has taken eighteen years and getting his family killed to finally discover the name of his promised. The person he’s destined to be with. Or, as Werewolves call it – Mate.

“Genim S.” He repeats

“That’s a really fucking weird name” Laura snorts, turning back to the movie.

“Yeah, it is” he nods.

Below is my retelling of Zeus wooing Hera. I think that retelling the stories of the Theoi is an important way for us to connect the myths with our own values and to continue the tradition of sharing the stories of the Theoi. This is just one of many versions, and is only my own small contribution to how we tell the stories of our deities. If you’re a pjo fanblog, please be respectful that these stories are part of my faith and religion. The myths of the Theoi are an important part in Hellenism, and are not fanfiction or head cannons.

Listen, oh faithful ones, to the story of our King Zeus and His sweet Hera. The story has been told many times, and each version is just a bit different, but I will sing to you now of how Blessed Zeus won over the heart of Golden Hera.

The world was still young by our count, but far older than we can fathom, when Zeus had taken His throne from Kronos. He had already proven Himself a capable warrior, a just king, and of wise council. He had already taken Metis, Themis, Eurynome, Demeter, Mnemosyne, and Leto all as lovers in turn, and fathered by Them many children. And in further time, He would take other lovers to His bed, though this is not the story we tell now.

No, it is the story of Zeus and Hera’s love and marriage which we share on this day. Some say it was at Argos that it happened, where Hera’s love for Zeus bloomed, but it was far earlier when Zeus had fallen for Her. For three hundred years Zeus had watched Hera, and fallen more in love with Her every day. The grace with which She carried Herself, Her patience, and Her unwavering standards. She knew tough lessons were never learned from soft hearts, and would set Her heart as stone when needed. Still, when the air was calm and the day quiet, She would wander, surrounded in retinue by the Hesperides, and share sweet moments of peace with Them. Her laughter sounded like bells on the wind, and Her gentle hands would scoop up whatever wild creature She could, the beast taming instantly in Her gentle care.

Zeus would approach Hera when She was surrounded by the dancing light of sunset, and each time She was cool and formal towards Him. He brought Her gifts, jewels and lotus flowers, and none of it warmed Her heart. Hera had no desire to be another of His lovers, a mother to Zeus’ children, but not His wife. Hers was a heart set upon home and family, not passing romances, and She thought Zeus had no room in His heart to take a wife and queen. None of His attempts could convince Hera that Zeus’ intentions were born of respect and love.

So Zeus thought, how best to show Hera His sincerity? And it was as He watched Hera with Her golden lion that He was struck with an idea. He took upon Himself the form of a cuckoo bird, and He flew down, landing beside Her. He took up a song and it filled Hera with such joy that Her laughter rang through the air. And She was so delighted with His song that She lifted the small cuckoo into Her hand and asked of it, “Would you like to be my songbird? You may perch upon my shoulder and sing in my ear each day if you would like, oh gentle bird. And in return, you shall be sacred to my name.”

And Zeus came back to Her in that form, every day, singing to lovely Hera. In this form He still brought to Her gifts, again laying lotus blossoms in Her lap and singing to hear Her laugh. And still, every day He came to Her. He would fly about Her head, playing games and tugging gently at Her tightly curled hair, and Hera would feed Him berries and place the flowers He brought in Her hair. For decades this continued, and Zeus was content to be by Hera’s side each day, with Her treating Him as gently as any of the nymphs or beasts which kept Her company.

Then one day, Zeus sat upon Hera’s lap, in His feathered form, resting there as She petted His feathers. And it was then that Hera spoke, “I believe you, you know. I have for some while, my King, but I did not want this time of ours to change. Please, let me see your face once more, Zeus.”

It was with a startle that Zeus flew from Her lap, returning to His godly form. Hera had known Him and seen through His transformation, but had played along with His guise, thinking that He would soon tire of the game and move on. But He had shown such sincerity every day, for a hundred years, that Hera was moved by His affection, that the King of Gods and mortals both would rather be a bird upon Her shoulder than to not be by Her side at all. Once She knew His actions to be honest, She began to let Her own heart fall prey to Eros’ game, and She took such pleasure in knowing a side of Zeus that no other had been privileged to see.

Mighty Zeus kneeled before Hera, and spoke, careful to be honest with Her always, “Lovely Hera, I’ve much to say, if you would hear me. It is true that I have loved many, and I can not promise you that I shall never love another, but I can promise that you will be the only wife I take. Yours will be the first council I hear each day, and the last each night. Yours will be a crown matching my own. And You shall have a throne of gold and marble which will sit beside mine atop Olympus. I would have you as my wife, until the end of time, if you would have me as your husband.”

Hera took up a flower in Her hands,smiling as She counted the petals and thought. And when She spoke, Her response was such, “Then we should arrange the feast and procession, should we not, husband of mine?” And it was with more joy than He had felt before that Zeus declared to all the deathless Gods that Hera, daughter of Rhea, would forever be known as Queen of Gods and mortals both, and Theirs would be a wedding which mortals would reenact for all of time in reverence of Their love.


Y'all y'all y'all y'all guess who’s started writing fic!This is a monster idek where it came from but it came so here ya go.Also, I’m going to be cool and thank betas and things so a s/o to @ghostiemakingposties and shradha(who is sensible and is not on this site) for all the help I love you.
Constructive criticism is always appreciated! Also, first fic so be nice. Spread the love,y'all!

It’s soft and fluffy and the first time Magnus sees it,he has to backtrack and take a closer look.He walks towards the grey lump slowly,hardly daring to believe what it could be.
And really,when he realises and picks it up and maybe (slightly) nuzzles into it,he can’t even blame himself.It’s just so squashy and smells so Alec and as he sniffs it(unashamed),he can just imagine his boyfriend sitting in a couch,curling that huge 6 foot frame into a small ball,cozy and comfortable,maybe reading a book (preferably with Magnus by his side).
The image in his head makes him grin and before he can think twice about it (and possibly do the right thing) he gives the hoodie one last sniff and swiftly folds it and keeps it in his shelf.
The first time he does it, it’s an almost unconscious decision.He’s just so
tired and he can still hear the voice of the old lady who came to him for help ringing in his head.He can hear the disappointment in her words when he told her that he just couldn’t do it and if it’s one thing Magnus hates more than homophobes,sexists,racists or just general assholes, it’s not being able to help a client.
He walks into his home and makes his way to his room to change into something comfortable ,once again cursing the Clave’s uncanny ability to keep Alec busy when Magnus needs him the most.He’s about to call his boyfriend,just to hear his voice (they’re such saps and he knows it and he loves it) as he’s ruffling through his shelf,when he spots it out of the corner of his eye.And really, no-one’s there around to blame him when he quickly pockets his phone,takes out the article of clothing and smells it.And as Alec’s scent washes over him and along with it,a wave of calmness, it’s only a matter of a few seconds before he’s changed into it along with a pair of pajamas.
He’s taken to wearing the hoodie around the house.Sometimes,when the day brings difficult clients or he does a particularly exhausting piece of magic and Alec can’t make it to the loft because he’s too busy at the Institute.
On those days,he comes back home and after being dramatic about Alec’s absence for about ten minutes and going about his usual pre-bed routine(something that he makes sure to do because once,when he forgot,the next morning saw glitter on his sheets and glitter’s an absolute bitch to get off of anything),he settles for the next best thing after Alec’s physical presence next to him or under him.
He never, ever wears it around Alec,though.He doesn’t even mention it to him.Maybe because he’s scared Alec might want it back or possibly because Magnus likes having this piece of his boyfriend just for himself that he can cuddle with after a hard day and really, without this acceptable substitute,where would he be when his boyfriend can’t make it to his arms at night?
So a few weeks later when they’re lying down in Magnus’s bed, inbetween all the forehead-kisses and nose-nuzzles and the whispered sweet nothings, when Alec asks him whether he’s seen his grey hoodie,Magnus replies in the negative with a suggestion of “Why don’t you check at the Institute again?”
Alec debates the idea of Izzy throwing it away because It’s horrifying,Alec and she’s been known to have disposed of Alec’s ‘horrifying’ clothes in the past and Magnus humours him with a “I wouldn’t blame her.You do have a rather terrible sense of fashion.” and to the sound of Alec’s indignant reply of “It was extremely comfortable.” and the steady thump of a beloved heartbeat against his ear,Magnus falls asleep,content in the knowledge that this is one night where he has the real deal.
Really,Magnus should have known that it was only a matter of time before his boyfriend found out.
It happens on a rainy evening.Alec,Jace,Izzy and Clary are hunting down a Shax demon when the skies open up.They’re too far from the Institute but they need to find shelter because it looks like this might turn out to be a real storm.So obviously (obviously),they go to Magnus’s.And if Alec was planning on going there after the mission anyway,this just helped his cause.
They climb up the stairs and reach his floor to see Magnus opening his door.On hearing the noise,the warlock turns around and sighs on seeing these four drenched teenagers,whom he may or may not love.
(He loves one of them a little more than the rest but don’t tell that to anyone.)
As they traipse into the living room,Magnus waits at the door for all of them to enter.
And if he just so happens to share a short kiss with the tallest one,nobody saw.
(That’s a lie because everyone saw and simultaneously groaned and the only reason the kiss was short was because of Jace’s huffed “Magnus, we’re all drenched and freezing so can you turn up the heat in here and then kiss your boyfriend senseless?”)
He obliges.
Honestly,he should have possibly had some forethought when in reply to Alec’s “Can I borrow a t-shirt?This one’s drenched,” he says “You can take what you want from my shelf.”
(Actually,he did have forethought.He was thinking about Alec removing his wet t-shirt to put on a new one.)
(It must be noted here that Magnus is more than just borderline gratuitous.)
So when Alec comes out of his room,holding a small,grey,rather familiar bundle in his hand, Magnus is speechless.
(He does, however,notice that Alec has,infact,not yet changed and is still wearing a wet t-shirt.)
“Magnus,” Alec starts.”Is this what I think it is?”
Honestly,Magnus can’t be blamed if he responds with a “Depends.What do you think it is?”
And Jace,clueless clueless Jace just
has to open his mouth and go “Hey, isn’t that the hoodie you were looking for?”
Of course,because everyone has to put their ten cents into their discussion,Izzy incredulously says “You accused me of throwing it out.”
And because this conversation is apparently no longer theirs,Jace pitches in with a “To be fair,Iz,you did say it was terrible.”
And Clary, bless her ,being the only sensible person in the room(apart from Alec.Alec is extremely sensible.Alec in a wet t-shirt is also extremely sensible. Magnus is easily distracted.) gets off the sofa with a clap of her hands and a “Wow,would you look at that,it isn’t raining anymore.Looks like we can leave.Thanks Magnus!”
This proclamation is followed by the redhead shepherding Jace and Izzy out the door amidst their protests of “It’s pouring out there.”and “But my hair isn’t properly set yet.It’s going to get frizzy if it gets too wet.”
The latter is Jace’s contribution and Magnus can hear the sounds of Clary telling him to get over it you big baby and after the door shuts,the apartment is deafening in its silence.
There’s something in Alec’s eyes and Magnus can’t seem to figure out what it is.This worries him because at this point, they’ve come to be able to read each other’s emotions pretty easily.
They look at eachother,never breaking eye contact.During the entire interaction between his siblings,Alec had unfolded the bundle and realised that it is,in fact,what he thought it was.
“You said you didn’t know where it was.”
Alec says it neutrally, unaccussing,as a statement.
“I may have lied.”
Magnus doesn’t intend for that to come out as blunt as it did,but he can’t take back what he’s already said.
That’s it.That’s all Alec says.Just that single word.
And maybe it’s the fact that the question sounded so innocent or that Alec’s looking at him with this indistinguishable look in his eyes or maybe that he’s still in that damn t-shirt,but the next thing Magnus knows, he’s telling Alec the whole story.
How he found it that morning when Alec had to leave in a rush because of the call from the Institute,how he was initially going to return it but didn’t,how he wore it without even realising it the first time and how it became a regular thing.
And somewhere towards the end of his story,Alec drops the hoodie on the counter,makes his way towards him,cups his face in his hands and whispers Keep it.
When they kiss, it’s new and tender and he’s so full of love,Magnus might burst.
(He is pleasantly surprised by the turn this conversation has taken)
(When he peels Alec’s t-shirt off, it’s obviously because he doesn’t want his boyfriend to catch a cold.)
The hoodie lies on the kitchen counter,forgotten for now.
They’re too busy to care about clothes.
Magnus does,in fact,keep the hoodie.
The first time Alec sees him in it,his siblings are, unfortunately, around.

Master Post Fanfiction (Sonic Edition)

Sonic and the Chaos Kingdom AUreviews -Sonic is made king after his 23rd Birthday celebration, and let me tell you, he’s not too thrilled about it. Only a little while later, Prince Shadow threatens his reign with a rebellious attack! War rages as Sonic must now be the king he’s meant to be. Using the help of his friends,General Knuckles the Barbarian, Tails the Royal Adviser/Councilmen/Lead Strategist,& Maid Amy(or is she?)

Sonic Supers!: reviews -A 2 season story about Sonic,Shadow,and Silver fighting Eggman to save Tails- Wait, Amy? Eggman stole a Gun?Amy suddenly turns Super? But how..? And what is this ‘Negative Chaos? Oh no! Amy’s been taken over by a being known as Dark Chaos, whose bent on turning the world into her 'Own personal playground?’ (SonAmyShadSilv, ends with Sonamy)

Were Sonamy: reviews -Sonic is dealing with being a Werehog while doing his daily business of being a Hero, but Amy Rose can’t stand missing him this much! So she sets off to find her one true love! But what has become of her Blue Blur? Were Sonamy - (distinct changes have been made from it’s original version. It now has more content. Sorry for the roughness before, it was my first fanfiction, after all)

Were-Nights: reviews -We’re back to Sonic Unleashed! Where Sonic finds Amy and doesn’t want her to know about his werehog form, worried it may frighten her. He must get her back without her finding out his little secret, but that could be hard when your partner, Chip, is being a little too much of a 'romantic’ and keeps trying to leak your secret every chance he gets! -Were-Sonamy

Trying to 'Tap’ into Lovereviews -After some mean newscasters break Amy’s heart with lies on public television, and just openly degrading her, Amy pleads for Sonic to show her even the smallest bit of comfort from his heart, to reassure her that he cares. Sonic’s torn, but ends up doing what he can to let Amy in his heart… Even through simple and small things… ( Sonamy ONESHOT)

Timeless Game: reviews -Amy has grown up to be a grouchy old maid working at a library. 20 years ago, Sonic left to fight an aging and slowly going insane Eggman, before suddenly appearing before her once again after all this time. Can she allow herself to love again? Or is the old Amy Rose dead and gone? And will Sonic suffer for his life choices and never truly rekindle his old love again? (Aged Sonamy)

Sonic and the Shade Stonesreviews -Eggman’s planning something, apparently an ancient ritual made to create even the goodest of people into the evilest of creations. Little does Amy know her significance in this mass mayhem of sorts! Will Sonic be alright or will his Darker side take over him…? -Sonamy with some Dark Sonic stuff lol xP

Sonic Lost Words: reviews -“I’m s-sorry, I never got to s-say-” And at the end, she doesn’t glomp him? Hmm… I wonder if she’s nervous.. Amy… what are you hiding? What were you gonna say…

Rose Petals in the Wind: reviews -One day, while Amy continues to try and impress Sonic, Tails invites her to come to the city with him. There, he agrees to teach her a thing or two about flirting with Sonic, along with some other advice from outside sources as well. Sonic is surprised by the turn around, but can he really understand her feelings? Or will the Wind be left without his Rose petals? Or the opposite?

Rememory: reviews -Amy gives up her memories of Sonic to protect and save the world from Eggman’s other worldly invasion of demons! Devastated by her actions, Sonic seeks to bring her memories back by making her fall back in love with him, But this 'new’ Amy doesn’t seem too impressed. Will Sonic have to sacrifice something to bring her back? Find out, in this wonderful Sonamy Story!

Playful Wrestle?reviews -Sonic and Amy have a moment, that suddenly turns contradicting as he admits that he can’t love her within the bounds of Sega’s rules and the laws of the Game. A Sega employee is at a press conference, stating that the company may let Sonic and Amy be more romantic in the future. Eggman is shocked by the news within the game world. A boy learns to tolerate sonamy and enjoy the game!

Metallic Need (UNDER EDITING): reviews -Metal Sonic breaks out of his prison with a vengeance, set with a new theory that Sonic’s friends give him strength, he creates his own 'support’ and plans on destroying Sonic with his own perfect team. Sonic won’t have any of that! However, he finds that Metal him may have created his ultimate downfall without his help…Can Robots really feel? (MetalSonicxMetalAmy)(Some Sonamy)

Instinctsreviews -Amy is going through her first mating season,Tails is helping with the animalistic explaining,but when feelings/uncontrolled behavior get in the way of every day life,will Someone have to step in to help?(This is not as bad as you think,there is simply a lot of kissing and Hedgehog instincts. Mostly a drama. I’m to innocent to write stuff like that! SonAmyShadSliv)

Figures, a lovely pair - Sonamy (A bit of MarioxPeach too): reviews -Mario and Sonic at the Sochi 2014 Winter Olympic Games have to compete to see who will be the 'Preview Couple’ for the Figure Skating Pairs event! Who will win? And what exciting things will happen out on the ice rink’s ring? - Omochao’s announcement. (ONESHOT)

A Classic Love Story: reviews -Rosy the Rascal and Classic Sonic both grow closer in this cute little story about being alone, but having someone there to always make you feel safe and sound, loved and appreciated, but also why you should always keep your friends smiling! -Classic Sonamy (Rosy from Genesis/Sonic CD era, in case anyone was confused. (Not Comic World!)

Sonic IRL (A Collection of Sonamy One-shots): reviews -In a world where Sonic and his friends are real, virtual creatures that can only be seen through the walls of Sega, comes these cute and epic mini-stories about the adventures of Sonic and Amy, who slowly grow closer through their experiences together. Take a trip into the secrets of Sega, and their living and speedy Mascot’s journey of discovering love with the ever so cute Amy!

Sonic and the Harmony of Chaos - The 8th Emerald: reviews -An ancient trickery has caused the Gods of Order to be separated, but believing in an old Echidna fable, Eggman journeys to discover the lost 8th Emerald, the Crystal of Harmony. Forcing history to repeat itself, Chaos desperately calls upon Sonic’s aid to free his friend from her long-suffering and bring Order back to the world! As one. (Sonamy) (ChaosxHarmony)

Dark Sonic Forces: reviews -Losing control of his emotions, Dark Sonic finds the struggle of being the 'perfect’ hero in these times of war challenging, unable to live up to everyone’s expectations with his emotions going out of control. With only one thing able to calm him down, can Amy convince him that no one can stay mad… at a kiss? (Written before Game Release, Sonamy)


Styles & Co. - Part 11

Authors Note: Hey everyone! I am like swimming in my ideas and slowly drowning because I just don’t know which ideas to use and how to piece them together. Which is why it is taking me so long to get the chapters written. Again, I apologise for the dialogue. I can’t help it! Enjoy. Xx

You can find my Blurbs HERE and the other Chapters HERE

It has been a week since I first started working at Meyer Enterprise, being his assistant isn’t really that bad. I honestly thought it would be worse.

I have barely seen Harry, he hasn’t managed to come home for too long; I think the longest he was at the house was Sunday when he accidentally slept in. I haven’t really been too concerned about it, I am more concerned about the prenup we are yet to discuss and the fact that I am meant to go to New York with Logan next weekend. Logan said it had something to do with a charity event and clientele, I didn’t get the logistics of it. All I one-hundred percent know is that it will be three days in New York, two of those days strictly for business and the third a free day.

I step into the house and wander into the living room where I am surprised to view Harry.

“You finally decided to come home,” I comment with a raised brow, unsure of why he is home so early. It is eight at night and I wasn’t anticipating him to even think about leaving the office until at least two in the morning. He nods, his eyes dropping back to his laptop. I only assume he is working and going over a client’s portfolio for the night.

“I need to go to New York this weekend,” I inform him, not even bothering to ease him into the idea smoothly, either way, he is going to have his fit and make it known that he is more than likely against the idea. I know him far too well to even think for a second that he will be forthcoming and accepting of a business trip.  His eyes immediately gaze up at me with their dark silvery luminosity narrowing on me as he bites his tongue. He doesn’t say anything, he just continues to stare at me with a displeased look. “Are you going to say anything?” I question, his silence not settling well with me.

His silence is like the calm before the storm. You think everything is perfect and serene, no wind, no rain, a small ray of sunshine peeking through the eclipsed clouds, then abruptly it is a twister of a substantial downpour and tremendous winds with rolling thunder.

For a moment I think he is going to keep calm and collected, but he proves me wrong the moment he opens his mouth. “I think the fuck not.” He bluntly answers, shaking his head at me disapprovingly.

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Picture Perfect - Chapter 17 Sneak Peek #1

First of all - thank you SO much to @smewhereelse for the fantastic artwork for the story!  You ROCK and this makes me giddy.

Second, I am so ridiculously sorry that it’s been so long since I’ve updated Picture Perfect.  My real life has taken a turn for the … interesting … in the past few months and it has been overly distracting.

Here is the list of things that have happened in the last few months:

My dad is sick, ridiculously sick, and no one knows exactly what’s wrong.  He’s stable, but his blood counts are way low, so it needs to be figured out ASAP.

We then found out my grandmother has breast cancer.

Also, I have quit my job and moved across the country. Again.

All in the span of the last three months.

BUT! The benefit of that is that I am now unemployed with nothing but time to write!!

So let’s get to the Sneak Peek, shall we?!


He threw open the door, only relishing in the startled look on Bruce’s face for a second or two before he growled out, “What could you possibly want, Wayne?”

A sneer overtook Bruce’s features and before Oliver knew what hit him, Bruce did.  Literally.  Punched him in the jaw.  

Hope that stirs a bit of curiosity!  New chapter coming your way soon!

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The Diaboys and Yui as things my friends an I have said
  • Shu, staring at nothing: I'm always a slut for freckles
  • Reiji: They are sad little sausage waddlers
  • Kanato: *makes unintelligible screeching sound*
  • Ayato: I don't read fanfiction anymore, I've turned into an illiterate ass memer
  • Laito: knee high boots are my KINK
  • Subaru: Satan has taken over the Christian
  • Ruki: Hot piece of sex boat
  • Kou, singing horribly: Mullet Maaaannnn, take me by the hannd!
  • Shin: We're not into butt stuff here
  • Carla: Kill the communists.
  • Yui: I don't need to see, Jesus is my eyes. All I care about is a breathing hole.

“You bake when you’re stressed and sometimes you give me cookies, but recently you’re giving me whole baskets each day, now I’m not complaining but are you okay?” coldflash AU 

(from this post)

for @airydoorway

The smell is driving Barry nuts.

The day he moves in, he appreciates the homely undertones of vanilla in the air, and thinks that the previous owner of the tiny apartment must’ve been the type to collect those pricy, excessively scented candles. It’s not an unpleasant smell, per se, so he opens a window and doesn’t think twice about it.

The vanilla, however, persists for some time. When it finally goes away and Barry takes a deep, relieved breath, a hint of cinnamon tickles his nose. He spends two hours rooting through the apartment’s shelves and cabinets in search of the offending candle, but comes up empty-handed.

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Arthur laughs, and the next thing I know, he’s wiping my glasses. He puts them back and stares at my face to make sure they’re not slanting. “There you go. That’s better.”

I push them against the bridge of my nose. “Thanks.”

He pulls his hands from the warm pockets of his jersey jacket and wraps them around mine. It’s hard to hate him when he’s like that.

I wish Arthur will let me sleep. I wish he’ll take me by the hand, drag me home, toss our clothes on the floor, and curl up under the sheets until the sun comes up. But he has other ideas.

Street lamps cast halos in the fog, which I’d describe as heavenly if I’m not exhausted from following Arthur around the city while he gets plastered at stupid o’clock in the morning.

“Hey, Alfred?” He looks above his shoulder, his words coming out with mist. His nose is red. “You alright, mate?”

I nod.

Arthur laughs, and the next thing I know, he’s wiping my glasses. He puts them back and stares at my face to make sure they’re not slanting. “There you go. That’s better.”

I push them against the bridge of my nose. “Thanks.”

He pulls his hands from the warm pockets of his jersey jacket and wraps them around mine. It’s hard to hate him when he’s like that.

“Did you enjoy the show?”

Three parties, two fucks, and a bajillion drinks later, I forgot we went to see a band we’ve been dying to see for ages.  

“Loved it,” I say, keeping my eyes on the floor, “Felt like Sziget all over again, don’t you think?”

He chuckles. “Well, this one was completely mental, but Sziget was something else.

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“Don’t walk away from me, bitch” escapes my lips.


I promised @papofglencoe something for Halloween and that something has taken a turn, which needs more time to develop. I’ve been tinkering on this mash up of my fave BTVS episode (2x19: I Only Have Eyes For You) and Mockingjay since April, but I just can’t quit this idea. So enjoy this preview instead!

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Blind Date

lclb13 said: You’re new to the area, one of your best friends (Emily?) had set you up on a blind date, unaware its Luke Alvez. You were stunned by how beautiful and amazing he was, but the only thing was the fact you were about to be working with him. You two had an amazing date, but what happens when you show up for work and he is stunned to see you? (I hope you make it where he is happy to see you and wants a second date) The second date is where the smut happens? :D

Originally posted by criminalmindsfeed

I stepped hesitantly into the restaurant, a nice place but not too fancy, and glanced around. A friend of mine had set me up on this date, and to say I was unsure would be an understatement. 

I was set to start my new job soon, and wasn’t even sure I wanted to get into a relationship at this point in my life. Yet, for whatever reason, I’d been inclined to agree, and now I found myself standing in the foyer of a restaurant, dressed up and wondering what exactly I should do. After all, I’d never been on a blind date before. 

“Um, excuse me,” I said to the hostess, “I’m here for a blind date, and to be honest, I am not really sure what I’m supposed to be doing.” 

She gave me a look reminiscent of a judgmental mom, and I felt a flash of annoyance rise up within me. She had just opened her mouth to respond when a deep voice behind me gave me cause to turn. 

“That’s my date,” it said. The voice was coming from a dark-skinned man, with broad shoulders and warm, dark eyes, coupled with a dazzling smile, which he was flashing in my direction. 

“Oh,” I said softly. I swallowed hard and took a step toward him. 

“Hi,” he said, sounding warm and friendly. “Luke Alvez.” 

“(Y/F/N) (Y/L/N),” I replied. 

“If you two would follow me,” sad the snobby hostess, and Luke and I exchanged a glance before we both fell into step behind her as she led us to a small table by the window. 

When we had gotten settled, I looked up from my lap to see Luke watching me. 

“Sorry,” he laughed. “You, uh, you look really nice.” 

“Thanks,” I replied. 

There was a beat of silence. 

“This is awkward,” he said. I glanced up at him, nodding slightly. 

“Sorry,” I laughed. “Never been on a blind date before.” 

“No, neither have I,” he said. 

“Really?” I asked, raising my eyebrows at him. He shook his head. 

“Never,” he declared. He grinned. “You look surprised.” 

I laughed lightly. 

“Sorry,” I said, and I could feel blush creeping into my cheeks. Yet, when I looked up, Luke Alvez was smiling at me, warm and sincere and not seeming to be bothered at all. 

“So, (Y/N),” he began, “tell me about yourself.”

I spent the evening getting to know the kind-hearted guy who sat across from me. He was so different from what I expected him to be; outgoing, but reserved, gentle and quick-witted. He spent a quarter of an hour talking about his dog, Roxy, and I was hooked. 

We parted ways later that night after lingering at our table for longer than was necessary, and exchanged numbers with the promise of talking again soon. 

I was walking on air right up to the moment that I walked into the BAU headquarters the next morning to start my first day on the job, and caught a glimpse of Luke standing casually in the bullpen, talking to a taller man with lanky limbs and messy curls. He glanced up and I watched shock wash over his features as the other guy noticed and turned to see what Luke was looking at. I couldn’t hear their conversation, but I watched them talk and then my attention was pulled away by the presence of Emily Prentiss. 

I turned furiously toward one of my oldest friend, and now my boss. 

“What the hell, Emily?” I hissed. She smiled smugly, which told me that she knew exactly what she had done. 

“I just thought you might want to know someone before you started working with us,” she said. I fixed her with an expression hat I hoped was a little intimidating. 

“I know you,” I pointed out. Emily shrugged her shoulders, glancing past me with a pointed expression before turning away. I whirled around to find Luke standing right behind me, his face a mirror of what I was feeling. 

“Hey,” he said, and I watched him stick his hands in his pockets, looking slightly uncomfortable. 

“Hi,” I replied. We looked at one another for a moment, and I was all too aware of the gazes of his, and now my, teammates from below us. 

“This is going to be fun,” I said. He shrugged his shoulders slightly, and then met my gaze with his dark eyes. 

“Do you think this should change anything?” he asked me, and I was a little taken aback by his straightforward question. 

“No” I replied, surprising even myself. 

“Emily set us up, so I don’t think the boss has an issue with it,” I joked, and watched his face light up with a bright smile that was so contaigous that I couldn’t help but smile back at him. 

Maybe dating my co-worker would turn out better than I had expected. 

Atem: “I know what I’m going to do tonight. You.”

Yugi: “You WHAT?!”

masaya90 drew another little thing for me and it turned out amazing again! This a little daydream Yugi has in my fluffy fanfiction (chapter 3). I just couldn’t resist seeing it in a drawing. I love it! Thank you, masaya!

Go and check her out, she’s so talanted! But the position of the annoying, creepy fangirl is already taken by me. Just look at this gif that perfectly depicts my relation to masaya:

Where Lucy is the only one Sane

Dedicated to the weirdness of the Fairy Tail and the Fan Fiction Community

In a world where only Lucy is sane.

Please read this as comedy.

Based on Proud to be a Ginger’s answer to an anon question.



Walking into the guild hall hand in hand, Lucy and Natsu smiled joyfully. “Seven months now Natsu!” Lucy squealed in delight, hugging her boyfriend close to her.
“Seven months since when?” Natsu smirked down at the blonde.

Lucy scowled at the pinkette male. “Since you asked me out you dummy.” She lightly smacked his arm playfully as they walked closer to the guild bar.

Lisanna sprawled around the corner of the bar, her sly eyes on Natsu and Lucy. A mass of distaste for the blonde; Lucy. Smiling widely, a plan formulated in her mind. She began to leave the pillar she was looking out from and began to walk towards the couple.

“Natsu, come here and kiss me.” Lisanna purred as she came closer to the couple.
Natsu turned and stared at Lisanna before looking down at Lucy. His face changed and his eye brows were raised as he then turned to Lisanna.“I told you not to say things like that near Lucy.” He spoke. 

“Huh!?” Lucy exclaimed.“What is going on here!?”

Natsu quickly pushed Lucy out of the way before he approached Lisanna’s side and leant down giving Lisanna a quick peck on the lips. In turn Lisanna smiled and turned to speak to Lucy.

“Natsu loves me more, we were childhood sweethearts, he promised me that we would be married. This is also a petty excuse.” Lisanna turned to Natsu, who seemed to change character (due to bad writing, Natsu is now Majorly OC).

“Lucy it is true, I love Lisanna and as a bonus of me breaking up with you.” Natsu spoke, then clicked his fingers.
Suddenly Erza, and Gray were beside his side. “We are kicking you off the team because for some universal reason among Fairy Tail fanfictions you are too weak and Lisanna is better and stronger.” Gray and Erza spoke together.

Lucy stood in shock of the scenario. “What do you mean!?” Lucy shrieked. Everyone had gone insane, was she the only normal one anymore?

“Huh? What do you mean Lucy? I thought you would understand.” Natsu once again changed his character and his emotions within seconds, represented as dumb and immature.

“Whaa-?” Lucy couldn’t finish her sentence. All of a sudden people walked past her and ignored the blonde. Confused and baffled at the sudden change of the guilds behavior, Lucy attempted to talk to Mira, who completely ignored the Blonde’s attempts.

Sadly Lucy found her-self sitting with the only people in the guild who were closest to her excluding Natsu, Erza and Gray (brace yourself for a long list of characters whom FF authors seems to favor most) Wendy, Gajeel,  Levy, Happy, Carla, Pantherlily, Romeo, etc (insert minor characters in here).

“I don’t get it.” Lucy rubbed her temples, this whole scenario was so–out of this world and completely not the behavior of what the guild would act like, let alone Natsu.
“It’s okay Lu-chan. I know people will remember you soon.” Levy comforted the Blonde. “What people have forgotten about me now?” Lucy shrieked.


Lucy’s eyes widened  in awe as people turned to face her and started throwing beer jugs, plates, and food at the blonde. Stumbling to get up, Lucy raced outof the guild hall, running straight to her cosy home on Strawberry Street.

“I’m so confused.” Lucy puffed as she slid down her bedroom door. “That all happened so fast…”
Moving over to her bedside table, she looked at the picture of Natsu and her just taken a month ago. Confused, Lucy sat on her bed. “This has to be a funny joke.”
A tapping at her window awoke the blonde from her thoughts. There on the window sill was Natsu, dark, broad and a bit menacing. “I hope you have come to apologize.” Lucy puffed, hands on hips.

Natsu licked his lips, eyes narrowing in on her.“It’s dragon mating season and your my mate.”
Lucy raised an eyebrow and opened the window.“What did you say?" 

Natsu pounced on top of the blonde. "I’m now a feral character who is now going to – (explicit) – to you.”

Lucy in shock laid her eyes wide open, she then shook her head to wake herself up. "I don’t think so mister! First you go and cheat on me, dump me, kick me off the team, ignore me, bash me and then come crawling back for some –(explicit)–, I don’t think so mister!”

Natsu snarled at the blonde, “That’s not a good idea.” Just as he was about to –(explicit)– on the blonde, a majestic glowing woman released a dramatic “Noo!” from her lips.

“Stay where you are!” The woman spoke, arm raised.
Lucy’s jaw dropped, as she looked between Natsu and the woman.“Who are you!? How did you get in my house!?”

Lucy pointed to Natsu, then gestured to the woman. “Do you know her?”
Natsu shrugged and relaxed a bit, nothing like how he was a second ago. He climbed off the blonde. “Never seen her in my life.”

“I have sensed your heart ache, from what has happened to you.” The woman spoke before Lucy interrupted her.

“Who me?” Lucy pointed to herself.

“Yes, yes shh now.” The woman hushed her quickly before dramatizing her next sentence.“Your heart ache has called me here. You are also of age now. Your mother was the Queen of dragons and asked me to protect you, you are now going to be the Queen of dragons yourself, after an odd number of six years of training.”

“What? Queen of dragons? You knew my mother?” Lucy exclaimed, slightly suspicious.

“Of course I know your mother, Ashliegh.”


“Yes yes that’s what I said.”

Lucy’s eyebrows furrowed as she turned to look at Natsu sitting next to her whom seemed, interested in the conversation. He in turn looked back at Lucy and shrugged his shoulders. “What do you mean six years of training?”

“You will train to become a elemental or celestial dragon slayer, depending on what the reader wants.” The woman spoke dramatically.

“Readers? Wha–”

“Shh shh doesn’t matter, you must come with me now so you may train.” The strange woman spoke, and she leaned and grabbed Lucy’s wrist.

“I’m not going anywhere with you! You nut job for all I know you could be the city’s current serial killer!” Lucy protested, hitting the woman’s hand at the same time.

The woman, hovered in a pause before releasing the blondes hand. “Actually I have another appointment else where.” She moved to the door before looking back at Lucy and Natsu. “You never saw me.”

Staring at the door, Lucy shook her head before turning to Natsu. “Can you go? It’s been a messed up  day today.”

“Uh, no. I hate you still for no reason and I am now going to attack you in a terrible manner.” Natsu sneared at the blonde

Lucy awoke in her room, it was dark, and the only light was the moonlight that fled through her slightly parted curtains. The moonlight shone down on the picture of herself with Natsu on the bedside table.

 Looking around the room, Lucy smiled in relief to know that this was reality.

It was just a dream.

A weird messed up completely out of character dream.

Rolling over in her bed to face the window, Lucy was greeted by a sleepy Nastu.

“Are you okay Luce?” He mumbled in a tired state.

Lucy nodded in reply, snuggling herself into his chest. “Just a dream.”

“Just a mixture of weirdness and my vivid imagination.”

Lucy felt Natsu smile against her forehead. Her kissed her there, before ensuring the arms snaked around Lucy’s waist was tight, and protective.

“Tell me about it in the morning, for now I’m–Natsu yawned– tired…” Natsu dozed off again as he cuddled her close to his body.

Lucy smiled and drifted off herself, comfortable, safe and warm in his loyal arms.

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*NYOOMS IN* GHOST HINTING GHOST HUMTIMG GHOST HUNTING-Hear me out. By some strange turn of events, Jumin's penthouse has become haunted and the ghost taken Elly captive! *gasp* Its up to the RFA to solve the mystery, protect the world, and most importantly, save Elizabeth the III!! ~Tex (did you like my YA blurb format lolololol???)



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Fanfic Aesthetics by donutworry

the night light hits off, turning kisses to bites - Kai Parker

“You’re cute,” he says. “You try so hard to be good, even when none of it matters in the end. You’re like a Norse god during Ragnarok.”

Kai chuckles, tossing his head back. Bonnie watches him as though he were a venomous snake as the laughs come to a stop. He stares hard at her.

“Stop trying to own my choices, you thief. What I do is what I do.”

“night light” has taken a turn, so I thought I’d show that with a new aesthetic. The other one is still the cover, but this represents a lot more of the trajectory of the second half of the story. For @respectable-alcoholic.

I am So Happy right now. I’ve got a drink in my hand, my lucky green shirt on and just passed 200 followers of my insanity and addiction. I know a few have probably wondered what The Odd man looks like we’ll here I am folks with some Crown Apple on the rocks. I won’t be home this weekend so I’m going to chill and finish chapter 9 of the story. But not tonight…I will be catching up with my Fanfiction readings since recently work and my own Fanfiction story has taken up allot of my time, that and my friend @theunaccomplishedwriter inadvertently turning a simple reblog into a full flegged production. We haven’t come up with a name for the story, but it will be a collaboration between me and him. It’s GOOD NEWS because it’s the first story from #Oddly Unaccomplished Productions 😃. Anyways I want to say thank you for all of your support and encouragement as well as putting up with my insanity 😉. Moving on up And I am taking all of you with me up up and away. As for the two that Put me over 200 thank you @warsayan and @nicholas-pwilde for putting me over the 200 Mark. Thank you 🤗 As for my Tumblr family @theunaccomplishedwriter @yoshifan30 @gloriasoranii @ineedtogetalifeasap @imafoxylilringirl @frithislord @mo954 @wildehoppscompany @wildtimesllc @nekomimiranger @diepjun @simonphillip-dosser @mattnyc816 and so many more of you 👐 you all ROCK 😎 and I have all of you to thank. So cheers everyone!😃