this gave me a lot of feelings okay

Wonder Woman is proud of you! 

*EDIT* I made the image brighter because it was too dark and miserable.

I loved the film so much it’s unbelievable! Still can’t get over No Man’s land. And the Amazons at the beach. And everything to be honest. 

Unfortunately I didn’t make it for pride month but I still wanted to finish this! I will be doing other flag variations in the upcoming week, any requests? Definitely want to do bisexual (I looove purple!) next! 

I was worried about painting the flag, this is definitely the most colours I ever had to combine, but I think it turned out okay. Also I gave her a skirt for a more goddess look:) That and I’m crap at drawing legs…

It’s on Redbubble and Society6, dianulala on both. Also feel free to follow me on Instagram @dianulad, I post more updates of paintings there. 

Also if you guys are into Dragon Age then please check out the Arcana Dragon Age zine on indiegogo, it’ll mean a lot! 

  • Sandor: Fuck Brienne of Tarth.
  • Tormund: I'M TRYING TO!
  • Tormund: .....
  • Jaime: ......
  • Tormund: .....
  • Jaime: .....
  • Tormund: She give you that look too?
  • Jaime: The one where it's like she's staring into your soul and finding you lacking and all you want to do is prove you're good enough and honorable enough for her?
  • Tormund: I was going to say the thing about how she looked like she was going to kick your ass and eat your liver for lunch, but that sounds like it'd make her like me more.
  • Jaime: Yeah, I know that look too.
  • Tormund: Tell me about all of her looks!
  • Jaime: *whips out a presentation about Brienne of Tarth, her looks, and why she's the best*
  • Sandor: *raises eyebrows*
  • Tormund: That's a lot.
  • Jaime: *shrugs* We were forced to go on a road trip together. I lost my hand, called her wench, and saved her from a bear. She kept me safe and made sure I got home okay. I gave her my sword and told her to keep it (just like my heart).
  • Tormund: You lucky bastard. How long have you known her?
  • Jaime: Long enough to know I should have followed her the first time I let her go.
  • Tormund: My sympathies. I know what that's like. If it makes you feel any better, I still haven't sparred with her.
  • Sandor: Don't.
  • Jaime: You'll lose.
  • Sandor: She bit my ear off.

Top 10 One Tree Hill relationships (as voted by my followers) #8 - Brooke and Nathan

“The thing is, the two of us have been down very similar roads. I mean, we were in the same cliques first. We both felt the same pressures, same expectations. Our parents were like children, and we both grew into kind of bad versions of ourselves way too fast. So I think you know I get it. They never really gave us a chance, did they - our parents? They didn’t know how. Look, the thing is, you made your dream happen, all right? And even though I didn’t quite get there, when it was taken away from me,I dealt with it alone. That was stupid, selfish and wrong. So if your mom tries to take your dream away from you and you feel that same pain I did I’ve sort of been there, okay? I’m gonna be kind of pissed off if you don’t come talk to me about it. Anyway, thank you for coming today. It means a lot. I know you didn’t know Quentin but it doesn’t surprise me that you’re thinking about other people when all this stuff is going on with you. That’s not bad for a girl who never had a chance.”

I just wanted to belong

A/N: Happy Angst Appreciation Day round three, it’s a day late, but life happens. Reader is Dean’s 17 year old daughter who has a twin brother named Robby.

Dean x Daughter!Reader    Sam x Sister!Reader

Originally posted by sammy-samulet

You stood at the counter of the diner trying to decide if you should go back to the booth where your father, uncle, and twin brother sat, or if you’d have a better time alone at the counter. You’d gone up to ask for more napkins to clean up a spill that Robby, your twin had made. However glancing back you saw that they had waved down the waitress who your dad and brother were both flirting with.

With the roll of your eyes you took a seat at the counter; knowing you’d actually enjoy your meal if you weren’t near your father or brother.

You loved them both dearly and at one point your entire family was so close knit that your absence would have been noticed right away. However as you grew older the bond you shared with your twin and father began to disappear and once you started going on hunts with your dad and uncle, it all but vanished.

At first you told yourself that you were overreacting; that your father was just constantly worried about you, but as time went on you saw how close Robby and your dad still were, yet you remained on the outside.

It was something that your dad and brother both seemed oblivious to. Whenever you’d try to involve yourself in what they were doing they would send you away with some excuse as to why you couldn’t participate with them and soon you just stopped asking.

This never seemed to effect them, but it sure effected you.

Your father and Robby might not have seen what they were doing, but your Uncle Sam sure did. At first he tried to stick up for you, pointing out to Dean all the times it seemed that Robby and him would purposefully leave you out. Dean would deny it and after countless arguments with no change Sam stopped trying. Instead he became the figure in your life you so desperately wanted.

Still, there were times that Sam got sucked into whatever fun Robby and your dad were having; leaving you to be the outsider in your family again.

It was a role you learned to accept and gave up hope that it’d change.

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One And Only

IMAGINE: Both Mary and John know that (Y/N) has Sherlock wrapped around her finger. Sherlock, being Sherlock refuses to believe this. Can one dance change his mind? 

[gif is not mine. a bit fluffy and ooc of sherlock (sometimes).] 

warnings: none

words: 1059

He stood there bashfully, no not bashful but just not wanting to interact with people. He was watching her, like what he did with others. He deduced her and found her fascinating, he usually wasn’t attracted to anyone, he was a lone wolf with the exception of his brother and John. Why was he suddenly feeling this way?

He saw her dance with her colleague, maybe? Or her friend? Either way he was jealous and he did not like feeling this way. Although lately he’s been feeling jealous if there was a guy anywhere near her, or who looked at her like a piece of meat. He felt possessive over her.

She was beautiful today, like any other day. She was wearing casual clothes, her hair up in a bun and a smile that graced her face. How did he get to meet her?

“Hello you.” She greeted him as she walked up to him. “What are you doing here all alone?” She gave him a hug which he hesitantly returned.

“Hello. You know me, this is a good place to observe.” He waved his hand around and gave her a small smile.

“Well, stop observing and dance with me. This is a club, you know? You dance, you socialise and you don’t deduce,” she laughed, not at him but with him. “So, come on stop it and have fun!” Her voice went a bit husky at the end and he felt unnecessary  blood flowing between his legs.

“Can I just sit here instead? I haven’t been to one of these, I don’t know what to do.”

“Alright fine,” she pouted, “but let me buy you a drink and we can socialise together.” She winked at him as she walked over to the bar.

He walked over to a free booth and sat down. ‘This place is odd.’ “She’s got you wrapped around your finger huh?” He heard John as he sat down next to him. “She’s good for you Sherlock. You both deserve each other.” Mary who sat next to him nodded enthusiastically. “See? Mary agrees with me.”

“What are you talking about?” Sherlock feigning innocence. “We are nothing but friends.”

“But friends turn into lovers Sherlock,” Mary put her input in, “and I can see the way she looks at you she feels the same way. That girl is enamoured with you.”

Sherlock couldn’t help but feel something stir inside him. ‘Well this is a weird feeling.’ “Wow, Sherlock Holmes speechless, that’s one for the books.” John teased him as he sipped his beer.

“What’s this? Sherlock being speechless?” He saw her as she tried not to tip over the beers she was holding. “Who managed to make him speechless? I want to personally meet them.” She winked at him as she slid over next to him.

‘She smells like fruit. Apple and grapefruit, not one of those really fruity smells, just the right ratio. And it smells heavenly.’  “No one’s managed to make me speechless.”

“Well, that’s sad.” She laughed along with John and Mary.

“How was your trip to the bar?” Sherlock asked, he wasn’t good at this. Never was. That’s why he stayed out of dating.

She gave him a confused look, “It was fun, I guess? I got a discount off the beers.”

He saw John silently chuckling to himself and gave him a glare. “Well, this is a great club. How did you find this?”

She shrugged, “It isn’t really a bar, more like a get together social thing.” She furrowed her brows and laughed. “I know, what a great description but that’s the best I can do. That’s why I’m friends with you, you’re great at describing things.” She winked at him and scooted closer to him.

“That’s why you’re friends with me?”

“Of course.” She linked her arms around Sherlock’s neck and nuzzled his neck. “I’m kidding. You’re a great man, there’s a lot more reasons as to why I’m friends with you but I can’t be bothered.”

Sherlock felt heat rush up to his neck and face. John raised one of his eyebrows at him. “Excuse me?” Sherlock and John’s stare were interrupted by a man. “Sorry to bother, but I was just wondering if you would like to dance?” He turned to her and offered his hand.

He saw her blush and felt jealousy creeping in again. “Sorry,” she briefly looked at Sherlock, “I’m feeling a bit tired and I just don’t feel like dancing.” She gave him one of her trademark smiles.

“Oh, okay then.” He gave her a brief grin and walked away.

Sherlock felt relieved and relaxed in his spot. The four of them talked on for about 25 minutes until she heard her favourite song. “Ladies and Gentleman now is the time to take your loved ones out to dance floor.”  The song ‘One and Only’ by Adele began.

“I love this song!” She exclaimed as she jumped out of the booth. “Dance with me please?” She held out her hand to Sherlock who had an impassive look on his face. “I always dance to this song.”

John and Mary watched the scene unfold before them. They really did think that she was perfect for Sherlock. They complimented each other, very well infact.

Sherlock felt the odd sensation in his stomach again. It felt nice. He didn’t reply to her but just took her hand and led them to the dance floor. “I thought you were tired?” He held her waist as one of her hands clutched his arm and took his other hand.

“Can I tell you a secret?” She whispered into his ear. He nodded. “I just didn’t want to dance with him, I wanted to dance with someone else.” She rested her head on his chest.

‘This feels nice. More than nice. Indescribable.’ “Who?”

“Guess. You’re good at this.” She felt his chest rumble with a silent laugh. “Figured it then did you?”

‘Yes.’ He responded with a hum. ‘I could get used to this.’ He gripped her waist a bit tighter and she hugged him tighter.

John and Mary who were still sitting in the booth both smiled at each other and raised their glasses. “Who do you think will ask first?” Mary asked her husband.

“Her.” Mary laughed and nodded. “But the first to say I love you? Him.”

i had what is probably the most confidence-boosting moment of my DM career tonight, and it took maybe forty-five seconds

the party rolled into town, and they were looking around, seeing what was going on, and i mentioned that there were a couple of shrines by the roadside, one with seven icons, and one with none

and the players asked who the seven gods were

and as i explained (okay, so the chief god is adrasteia, and she XYZ) they like… were actually interested? and gave like active listening cues? and one of them was all “dude i absolutely am into this one she sounds amazing”

and when i’d explained each of them in elevator-pitch mode, the cleric was all “okay, so, i light some incense for the harvest goddess to apologize for stealing her temple, and leave ten copper for the god of death and healing because he’s a kindred spirit with mine”

and the rogue (the rogue) was all “yeah i leave nine copper for the goddess of magic because i feel like she really speaks to me”

it was just like. a lot of effort that i’d put in for something i really enjoyed, and other people enjoyed it too. it was the best feeling ever.

BTS Reaction To: You Crying After First Time.

-Request: Can I do a reaction were the reader and the bts members (individual ofc) have sex for the first time (both first time) and while they are doing it, it hurts for the reader but she doesn’t say anything because she wants it to be special then after they finished she goes in the bathroom and cries? I hope this isn’t confusing!-

Thanks for the request!


Jin was slightly confused as to why you had immediately got up from the bed to go straight to the bathroom, but he tried not to think anything of it. He noticed how it had been quite a while that you had been gone, so he decided to check on you. As he approached the bathroom door, he heard you softly crying, and Jin’s eyes widened.

“(Y/n)! Are you okay? Did I do something wrong? You can tell me anything, you know that.”

“No! You didn’t do anything wrong, it’s just..”

You trailing off only made Jin worry more, but he was patient and gave you your time to think before you finished your sentence.

“When we had sex it seemed to really hurt me a lot, and I didn’t want to tell you to stop because I didn’t want to ruin the moment. And now I feel like an idiot.”

Jin felt extremely bad for going too rough on you, hating the fact he couldn’t tell by himself that you were in discomfort.

“You should have told me to stop. I’m so sorry, Jagi. Can you come out from the bathroom? I want to hold you.”

Originally posted by rapdaegu


Yoongi heard you on the other side of the bathroom door, sobbing ever so quietly. He knocked on the door softly, not wanting to startle you.

“Baby, what’s going on?” He asked, feeling concerned. He felt himself tense up as a thought crossed his mind, but he had to ask about it. “You didn’t want to have your first time with me, did you?”

You was quick to respond to him. “No, it’s not that at all. Of course I wanted to have my first time with you.”

Yoongi felt relief wash over him and he released a breath he didn’t know he had been holding. “Why have you locked yourself in the bathroom? You need to tell me what’s going on.”

You sighed. “I..” You didn’t know how to say it, so you decided to put it bluntly. “It hurt.”

Yoongi already knew what you were talking about straight away, and he frowned. “Baby, open up the door. You know I’d never want to hurt you. You need to tell me next time if it hurts, okay? I won’t be offended. I want you to enjoy yourself.”

Originally posted by syubangel


Namjoon was very cautious when you both shared your intimate moment together, asking you if you was okay and if he was going too fast, so he didn’t quite understand why you he heard you crying in the bathroom after.

“Baby,” Namjoon softly cooed, his forehead pressing against the bathroom door. “Why are you crying?”

You wished you could have told him during sex that you had felt pain because you wouldn’t have been in this state otherwise, but of course you didn’t want to tell him to slow down because you wanted him to feel good.

“Please answer me - I need to know.”

You took a shaky breath before answering. “I feel like I’ve ruined everything. You asked me countless times if you should slow down but each time I said no,even though I did feel pain.. I just feel silly. I should have said something.”

Namjoon sighed. “You really should have said something. Your pleasure comes before mine, and it always will.”

Originally posted by daeguboy


Hoseok was extremely heart broken to hear you, from the other side of the door, in what seemed like, floods of tears. He knew he was the cause of your sadness, but he tried remaining as calm as possible, knocking gently on the door.

“Jagi.. Don’t hide yourself away - talk to me.” Hoseok’s voice was soft, which had made you feel slightly more at ease. You opened the bathroom door, and Hoseok immediately wrapped his arms around you. “Are you going to tell me what’s wrong?”

You nodded. You explained to him that he was being a little too rough, and that it caused you great discomfort during sex.

“I’m so sorry. I’ll be more gentle, and please, don’t hesitate to tell me to stop.”

Originally posted by jaayhope


Taehyung never had wanted to hurt you. All he cared about was you feeling good, and because you hadn’t told him to stop, he got too carried away, lost in how good you felt around him. Once Taehyung asked what was wrong as he heard your faint crying, you told him it was because he was being too rough, and that you felt ashamed with yourself that you didn’t even have enough courage to tell him to stop.

Taehyung dragged you back into bed, peppering kisses on your forehead, and repeatedly telling you he was sorry.

“I should have stopped.. I’m really sorry, (Y/n). You’ve got to tell me when it hurts, okay?”

Originally posted by cutae-hyungie


Jimin went into complete panic mode when he heard you crying. He didn’t like knowing you were upset, and it made him very nervous that you sprinted away into the bathroom straight after sex. Jimin wanted to give you your own time in the bathroom but he felt himself growing impatient, and his worry for you was suffocating him.

“Hey, why are you so upset? Is it because of me? Did I do or say something wrong?”

It scared him even further that it had taken you a long time to reply. Your thoughts were scattered all over the place, and finding the right words to tell him was a struggle. You didn’t want to hurt his feelings.

“Jimin, you didn’t do anything wrong. It’s my fault.”

“What do you mean?”

You told him how you felt uncomfortable during sex, and he had caused you pain which made you unable to really enjoy your first time.

“Open the door, please.. I’ll make it up to you. I should have known to be careful. God, I’m an idiot.”

Originally posted by chimtae


“What did I do? I hurt you, didn’t I? I know I did. I can’t believe I wasn’t gentle with you.”

Jungkook was frantic, telling you numerous things through the bathroom door. He kept blaming himself, feeling extremely shameful he hurt you during the most special time you both would ever experience.

“Jungkook, it’s not your fault..”

“It is! I didn’t make it special enough for the both of us. I can’t apologize enough.”

There was a small gap of silence between the both of you, until Jungkook finally spoke up again. “Can you open up this door and let me make it up to you? And this time I’ll be gentle, I swear.”

Originally posted by vlives


☁️「bts!au」; sleep on the floor - “'cause if we don’t leave this town,
we might never make it out.“

leave a note on your bed
let your mother know you’re safe
and by the time she wakes
we’ll have driven through the state
we’ll have driven through the night
baby come on

Pizza Boy

Originally posted by dailymarvel

warnings: making out? Fluff

word count: 1257

summary: Peter works as a pizza delivery boy and he delivers a pizza at your sleepover. Michelle wants to help you out by ordering two pizzas (individually) so you can talk to him.

a/n: I haven’t written in awhile. If it sucks I’m so sorry.

Anyone who has been in high school knows that the last few weeks of the year is probably the worst. There is studying (your ass off) and stressing over tests that probably would not even matter in the future.

So, of course, you and your friends decided to have a sleepover after school was finished for the summer. You all decided to have the sleepover at your house since they all loved the food you make.

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a little gift;

summary: for the last couple of months, a certain friendly neighborhood superhero has been leaving you your favorite coffee every morning when you get to school. you don’t know how he knows you (or your favorite coffee order), but you’ve got a funny feeling you’re gonna find out soon.

relationship: lee jeno/reader.

genre: spiderman!au, romance, fluff.

words: 8.6k

warnings: mentions of violence and blood. language.

Originally posted by 813jm

a/n: you can tell I had fun with this. inspired by spiderman homecoming and a lot of love for lee jeno!

It’s there again.

The first time you’d ever seen the drink stuck to the front of your locker door with an intricately weaved webbed cup holder, you had honestly thought you were hallucinating from being awake so early. You had poked at the web for several odd minutes, completely enthralled in just exactly how it was made before you realized you recognized that weird material. You’d seen it strapped around the bodies of criminals hanging from traffic lights and you’d seen it holding together broken car doors for citizens affected by the fact that there were just… people running around, wielding alien weapons these days. It belonged to your friendly neighborhood Spiderman, only… you couldn’t quite understand why it was here, holding your favorite coffee to your locker door as if it was a gift from a friend.

There wasn’t even a note to explain what it was there for; all you had to go off of was that it was seemingly for you, and no one was around to tell you otherwise. You probably should have been more cautious about drinking a strange drink (even if it looked fairly normal after you’d examined it for another set of minutes) from a masked hero you’d never even met personally before, but you were also a high school senior, and you were tired, and there was your favorite coffee waiting for you to consume, waiting to wake you up. I mean, why would Spiderman want to poison you? You couldn’t find too many reasons not to drink it.

And weirdly enough, that was the first, but not the last time.

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From Enemies to Lovers. Pt:10

Kim Seokjin x Reader

Genre: Angst & gradual fluff

Pt:1 Pt:2  Pt:3  Pt:4  Pt:5  Pt:6  Pt:7 Pt:8 Pt:9 Pt:10 Pt:11 Pt:12 Pt:13 Pt:14 Pt:15FINALE

Originally posted by blackandwhitebangtan

Y/N’s p.o.v

I stood there taken aback. What was going on? Why was he hugging me? Why did this feel so… so right? I slowly raised my arms to hug him back but he pulled away. I quickly dropped my arms back down to my side and looked at him.

“I’m sorry I just, I just really wanted to hug you.” He smiled at me, so sincerely - it almost made my heart melt. Almost.

“It’s okay, I like hugs.” I didn’t lie, because I did. I liked hugs a lot, and somehow I’ve just figured out that out of all the members, Seokjin had the best hugs. They were warm, it gave me the sense of security and his arms were comfy. Even though it didn’t last long it was still nice. 

“You do?” He questioned and smiled once again. So I nodded and smiled right back at him. Then he did the unexpected, he took a hold of my arm and pulled me straight back into his arms. This time I hugged back, not missing the chance like I did thirty seconds ago. I could get used to this feeling. “Your hugs are nice Y/N, I should have hugged you earlier.” I felt my face heat up and buried my face in his chest, clearly embarrassed. 

“Shut up Seokjin.” I say to him but my voice was muffled.

“It’s oppa to you Y/N.” I pulled my face away and looked at him slightly frowning. 

“You want me to call you oppa? I don’t even call Yoongi that.” 

“Well I am the oldest, and just because you don’t call him that, it doesn’t mean you can’t call me that.” I gave him a delayed shake of the head. 

“I don’t want to, it’s weird for me. I’ll stick with Seokjin or Jin.” 

“You’ll call me oppa one day, I know you will.”  he smirked and all I could do was roll my eyes.

“Go home, I’ll see you later.” I say as I push him out the door. The physical contact made my heartbeat increase, it was beating so quickly, I thought it was going to beat out of my chest. How does he make me feel this way? Just a few hours ago, he made me feel like shit. 

I guess those lingering feelings never left.

I was getting ready to head over to the dorm, I looked at myself and realised… I was too dressed up. Who was I trying to impress? I never turn up at the boys’ place looking like this. I shook my head and changed into something more comfortable. Well, I definitely won’t be impressing anyone looking like this. Sighing, I left my house. 

Seokjin’s p.o.v

I didn’t know why I hugged her the first time, but the second time was because I wanted to feel her in my arms again. I was back at the dorm, the boys were all awake and wondered where I had been, but I said nothing. Jimin didn’t look at me much, he was mad even if it was only a little bit, he still was. I was about to go and take a nap when I remembered that Y/N said that I didn’t open any of her presents. 

I walked over to my closet and pulled out the box filled with gifts. One caught my eye, it was a small box with a card stuck on top of it. So I opened it up and it read;


Originally posted by kdrauhl

Originally posted by glovvst

Shawn Mendes x Reader

Summary: You and Shawn have been friends for years.  All you have ever wanted was to be the one he called his, but he keeps pushing you away.  You try to move on by flirting with other guys but is tonight finally the night he let’s his jealousy get to him?

Warnings: cursing, and SMUT!!!!

AN: hey guys so I finally wrote that Shawn smut that I promised!! this is my first Shawn fic so I hope I did well!!! let me know if you want me to write more Shawn stuff!!

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There are so many to chose from, so I thought I’d make this. 

They will be split up in to ships, and then into six other categories. So, here we go! The other ships will be on other posts, but when they’re done, I’ll link em.

Lams (John Laurens/Alexander Hamilton)

Modern AUs

Something They Can Never Take Away by a_mind_at_work  (@undiscoveredstory here on tumblr)

Word Count: 65,524 (WIP)

Summary: Alexander Hamilton arrives on Washington’s doorstep in distress and disarray feeling like just another worthless kid in the system. He’s certain that the Washington’s house will be no different from the others he’s been to. Usually a chatterbox who always speaks his mind, Alex decides it’s best to keep his mouth shut and his head down as he navigates his new life with the Washingtons, their adoptive son, Lafayette, and Lafayette’s amazing friends, one of whom may be working his way into Alexander’s heart. As much as he wants to move forward, he’s haunted by his past. Can Alexander face his demons or will they ruin him once and for all?

Personal Comment: Amazing. Read it. I am not usually a fan of modern AUs cause I am a massive history nerd, but I mean just read it. 10/10 would recommend. 

i saw the whole story unwind by pocky_slash ( @fourteenacross here on tumblr)

Word Count: 132,888 (complete)

Summary: It’s been two years since Alexander’s popular parapsychology blog helped him crowdfund his way to America and into college. Now, after graduating early, he finds himself accepted into the most prestigious parapsych grad program in the world. He’s going to study and hunt ghosts under the tutelage of George Washington, just like he predicted in his ten year plan. What he didn’t predict was stumbling into the best friendships he’s ever had and falling in love, but he can’t say he’s complaining.
(AKA the one where they’re all grad students ostensibly studying ghosts, but mostly having a lot of feelings.)

Personal Comment: This fic. This fic right here. Okay I read all 100k words of this in like one day and it gave me so many feelings Jesus I love this fic so much omg. Just read it. Seriously. Read it. 

Wine and Dine by UpsideAround (wont let me tag, here’s a link)

Word Count: 17,372 (complete) 

Summary: How many disastrous blind dates do you have to go on before you inevitably fall in love with the waiter that stays behind and talks to you after every one? Alexander was pretty sure this wasn’t Herc’s original plan.

Personal Comment: Amazing, just amazing. Funny and cute and I’m gushing. It made me smile and squeal and jump up and down. Just really, really, really, wonderful. 

In Pursuit of Happiness by theother51 (can’t find them on here, if you know em, tag em)

Word Count: 70,290 (complete) 

Summary: Squabble (v.) - to quarrel noisily over a trivial matter.
“Alexander and John squabbled over who should get the last box of Cool Markers in the store.”

Personal Comment: Hamilton, Laurens, teachers; arguing over markers. I rest my case. There is nothing more to say, than, read this goddamn fic. 

Fix it AUs

A Complete, Unmatched Set by triedunture (it wouldn’t let me tag them; so here’s a link – Contains more than just lams, (eliza/alex & john/eliza) but still.

Word Count: 10,187 (complete)

Summary: Eight years after the war ends, Hamilton finds his old compatriot and lover John Laurens, very much alive but without possession of his memories. Eliza takes charge, as she did eight years previous.

Personal Comment: Okay, fix it fics are my life and soul and this one is just so wonderful and perfect. I mean a fix it fic and someone coming back to life, sign me the fuck up.

Other AUs

We are powerless by Sammyy (I can’t find their tumblr, but if they have one, feel free to tag them) 

Word Count: 47,675 (Complete, but there’s a sequel on the way) 

Summary: “District Four’s tributes! Elizabeth Schuyler and Alexander Hamilton!”, Lee shouted into the microphone and Alexander reached out to take Eliza’s hand without prompting.
“Happy Hunger Games, and may the odds be ever in your favor!”
People were still watching them. Eliza’s hand was clutching his, though her face betrayed no emotion. Alexander swallowed and, once Lee was done, pulled her into a tight hug. “Smile for the cameras, Betsey,” he murmured, using the nickname only he had for her, “We won’t let them know we’re scared.” 

Personal comment: A Hunger Games AU, I went in not knowing what this was going to be like and I was blown away. Like better than the actual thing blown away. 10/10 would recommend.

Historical Fics

Apple by Madtom_Publius (Can’t find them here, if you know them tag em)

Word Count: 1,602 (complete, one shot)

Summary: John and Alex think making out will help relieve stress, but John can’t get over what society has taught him, especially when he starts enjoying it too much. John’s perspective. 

Personal Comment: Some trigger warnings: internalised homophobia, Christian specific homophobia, time period homophobia. Yeah so this isn’t the happiest of things, but read the rest of the series. It is wonderfully written.

Ocular by iniquiticity (can’t tag, here’s a link!

Word Count: Ocular (adj): of/or connected with the eye
He was in the eye of the storm. He was surrounded by the calmness of it, by the void of the tempest. He was wrapped and swaddled in the quiet. The tranquil air insulated him from the force of the wind and hail. He had been protected by the shield of it, and it gave him strength to outlast.

Personal Comment: Remember how I said fix it fics are my life and soul, I lied, historical lams is my life and soul. I blame knee breeches and cravats. Actually, this historical fic is my life and soul. I read it again, and again… wait… I’m just going to read it again. 

Okay! The next post will be Jamilton (Alexander/Thomas Jefferson), and I’ll link it here. If you have any lams fics you want me to read, then just submit the link here!! 

The Serpent Or Me - Part 1 (Bughead/Serpent!Jughead x Serpent!Reader)

Jughead has never cared about fitting in, as long as he has Betty and the gang he knows he has his place in Riverdale. However, Southside High has brought him an odd comfort and new friends very easily. The serpents have taken him under their wing, one in particular y/n has started to show him how things work in the gang. Jughead starts to grow a fondness for y/n that feels uneasy, he’s stuck between two worlds. Where or who should he choose?

Characters/Pairings: Jughead x Betty, Serpent!Reader.

Warnings: Kissing.

Word Count: 2140.

Notes: Firstly I’m sorry this is out later than planned, I’ve been teasing this piece for way too long. Secondly I stuggled a bit getting into Jughead’s POV style. I think this just gives me an excuse to rewatch the season again and pick up on his narration style. Finally if you have any suggestions on where you think this should go let me know, I have the next 2 parts planned but I am intrigued to see where you think it will go. Collabing is my fave! Anyway, enjoy.


Originally posted by littelmix

Jughead’s POV

Southside High was certainly rough around the edges. Riverdale was a beauty in comparison.

The metal detectors were new to me, I’d never been searched to go to class before. It was a sign of the times, I guess. Just another new thing to get used to. I headed to my locker, headphones on and eyes to the ground. I was still the new kid after all. I took out my math textbook and a copy of ‘Of Mice And Men’ for English, luckily I’d read it at Riverdale so I wouldn’t be unprepared. I checked my phone, killing time before first period. Betty had already text me twice, despite us being on the phone only twenty minutes before.

Betty: Riverdale feels weird without you Jug. I miss you :( xx

Betty: I can’t wait to see you again. Friday can’t come quick enough xx

Me: I miss you too Bets. Being the new kid is strange. Friday is going to get me through though. Can’t wait to see you x x

At Riverdale, I may have been the outcast but I had Betty Cooper by side. Betty was the strongest person I had ever known, I knew if anyone could handle this distance it was her. I had moved here to keep her safe, I just hoped she wouldn’t get herself into trouble. Considering the current state of affairs that was the town of Riverdale however, trouble could be anywhere we turned.

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To Care, or not to Care ? (Stiles x Reader)

Requested by @hannazk : heey can you do a imagine where y/n is stiles girlfriend and he’s spending a lot of time with lydia and y/n get’s jealous and fluff and stuff like this? thx!

A/N : I’m not a huge fan of jealously that leads to anger or confrontation, so I twisted it a bit, I hope it’s okay :) Also I gave a first name to Y/N’s father just because I find it awkward to write (Y/F/N) and I feel like it sort of breaks the flow of the story to have too many « blanks » like this. I chose a very generic name, you can disregard it if you don’t like it. Also I don’t like throwing my readers in media res (in the middle of the action) so I added a bit (a lot) of context first, before really working on the request. JuST DEAL WITH ME OkAY

Also, I really like the first 4k words,but then I feel like I messed it up

Set between season 5 & 6.

Word Count : 9,2k (listen, I have no self control)


Living in a small town truly was an experience of a kind. It was like living on another planet to a certain extent, while also being just an hour drive away from a bigger city, and all the entertainments it offered. After your parents’ divorce, you were torn away from the big city you were born in, and lived all your life. Your mom left with the new man in her life, claiming she needed some time for herself and to see the world. That didn’t leave you many options besides moving in with your dad, who just so happened to come from a small town, and now that nothing held him back in the city, he wanted to go back and live there.

You obliged, not putting up much of a fight – you were a bit of  loner and never had many friends or anyone worth causing more drama within your household. You didn’t have a boyfriend, your closest friend hadn’t given any news in tn days and when your dad assured you that his birth town was just big enough to have a brand new Theater and Starbucks, it was settled.

Everything happened in a blur really. Your two stories apartment in Oakland quickly emptied and it was like all trace of your passage here vanished from one day to the next. The first seventeen years of your life had been erased, and yet you couldn’t bring yourself to feel anything besides mild annoyance, because putting all your stuff in boxes – with the perspective of having to unbox them a few days later – was the exact opposite of what you had planned to do for the last couple weeks before the end of summer break.

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Big Bad Dean Winchester (Part 4)

Originally posted by thejabberwock

Summary: Dean helps the reader with her recovery before they have a chat…

Big Bad Dean Winchester Masterlist

Pairing: Endverse!Dean x reader

Word Count: 3,900ish

Warnings: language, violence, implied smut

A/N: Dean, Dean, Dean…

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Summary: After Bucky comes to your aid in a moment of panic you extend an invitation to family dinner. Neither of you could have foreseen how this small act of kindness would alter you, and your life, forever.

Warnings: Mentions of, and a situation set up for, being attacked by a man. Swearing, I can’t NOT.
Word Count: 905
Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Author’s Note: Hello my Freaky Darlings!  This fic has been sitting in my drafts for too long and I feel like I need to post it otherwise I’ll never get the drive to finish.  I’m not sure how many parts it will have, as the story continues to evolve as I explore the Reader.  

The chapters will be released once a week and will be of varying lengths. I’m going for quality over quantity, my dudes.

I had three wonderful people helping and encouraging me, it’s because of them that this is ever getting posted. Thank you @the-pri-experience @tatortot2701 and @bxckytrxsh for your support, you are all so lovely xo

After the shift you’d had at the hospital today, the last thing you wanted to do was stop for groceries. The crowded aisles, the long lines, the unpacking at home; none of these things sounded as good as Netflix and wine. Normally you’d put it off and order delivery but the fact that your entire family would be staying at your house this weekend meant it was a necessity.  God knows how much food your brothers could tuck back…

With a sigh, you pulled into a parking stall and made your way inside the store. It was getting late, your brother Jordan would give you the ‘disappointed face’ if he knew you were running errands alone: his fiancée Karen had been attacked a couple years ago while walking through a parkade after hours. With that thought, you hurriedly weaved through the aisles stocking up on snacks and the basics, like eggs and bread. The store was practically deserted so you were able to navigate around with ease: which was good because holiday hours meant it was closing early. You and another woman were the last two out before they locked the doors.

Night had fallen while you were inside and the parking lot had an ominous feeling about it. You and the other lady gave each other nervous glances and hurriedly made your way to your cars. You were really regretting your lazy morning and wished you had just done the shopping before work.

The other woman only had a few bags and was done well before you, but you were relieved to see that she sat in her car on the phone while you unloaded your full cart. Your nerves had your mind racing, and all the details of Karen’s attack were flooding your brain, amping up your anxiety. The hair on your arms was standing on end and your gut was telling you to hustle. Before you could finish packing the trunk and return your cart, the other shopper finished her phone call and started to drive away.

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Unnecessary Jealousy (Zico x Reader)

Admin: Candi
“I am new to your page and love it!! Could I request a block b Zico smut where he gets jealous of one of you family members and doesn’t know your relatives? That would be great. I love your fanfics there amazing I I think you really capture how they would really act. – hopperr-blog
Fandom: Block B
Member/reader: Zico x Reader (female)
Genre/warning(s):  smut
Words: 1.4k
Authors note: I hope you enjoy this. I wrote it after an extremely busy and shitty day at work so I’m sorry if it’s bad or something but leave me feedback in the comments! :)

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