this is why i should never write fanfic

realizing you’re on the ace spectrum like

“I’d hit that.” “You… you don’t even know them though??”

“Oh come on, everyone has a list of celebrities they’d totally have sex with if they had a chance.” “Haha yeah ok” *internally* what

"Ya so like for the past few years I’ve felt zero attraction to people I wasn’t friends with first?? Lol what’s up with that”

Why did you have to have sex with them?? Couldn’t you just hold it?? Like pee??

“You’ll meet someone who makes you feel like that someday, don’t worry” “……sounds fake but ok”

“Sex is an important part of a relationship! Everyone has sexual needs!” “….sounds fake but ok”

“Dude that girl is so hot” “I know right?? Look at her fucking eyeliner. Goals. The fuck.” “No I meant like… look at that ass” “Are we looking at the same person are you really focussing on her ass look at how visually appealing her outfit is and dont you dare fuckin tell me that eyeliner isnt fierce as hell

“Aesthetic attraction and sexual attraction are two different things” *puzzle pieces vERY RAPIDLY FALLING INTO PLACE*

*staring at the ceiling at two-thirty in the morning* i could die a virgin and i would regret absolutely nothing

“What’s your ideal girl like?” “Uh… my best friend?” “Oh cute, you want your girlfriend to be the one who knows you best!” “No I meant I am literally only attracted to my best friend she is my ideal girl please help I am dying”

“We’ve been dating for six months and we still haven’t had sex!!” “Have you marathoned Star Wars together yet?” “Yeah we did that like two weeks ago” “Well what more do you want

*thinking about an attractive woman* *dissecting my entire personality and sexuality to figure out why I’m attracted to her this time* is it the muscles. Oh my god is this a sex thing. Oh my god what the hell is this. Oh my god what the fuck is the wtf the fuck the fUCK

*Next day* Zarya could punch me in the face while eating me out and I’d let her but only because she’s a fictional character and therefore could literally never do that


(why is that tho. maybe i should look into that *doesnt look into it*)

“What do you find most attractive in a girl?” “Gotta love those strong emotional bonds” “No I meant like what’s a turn-on for you?” “DID I McFUCKING STUTTER”

*staring at the ceiling at two-thirty in the morning again* sexual attraction should be added to the cryptid wikia

“Yeah sex sounds like a great stress reliever and a nice way to strengthen the bonds between you and your partner(s)” “Well there’s more to it than that…” *The Arctic Monkey’s Do I Wanna Know starts playing in my head* “Haha ok buddy”

"There’s more to being ace than just not being interested in having sex or not feeling sexual attraction. In fact there’s a whole spectrum. You may even feel sexual attraction sometimes but still be ace. You can also be gay and ace at the same time.” “…bro.” “Also it’s totally normal.” *sobbing* “…bro. Bro there are words for it there’s an entire list oh my god-”


Which Classics Author Should You Fight?
  • Charles Dickens: The Victorian equivalent of a white male tumblr meninist. Fight his past newspaper blogger ass, though the guy does write about his own "tragic experiences", so be warned that a caricature of you will probably be appearing in his next novel.
  • The Brontes: idk they're from Yorkshire I wouldn't risk it
  • Dante Aligheri: Yess he spends all his time in his room writing self-insert Bible fanfic and never goes outside, 10/10 would fight this nerd. You will win. Easily.
  • Mary Shelley: Why would you want to fight Mary Shelley???? She's nice and bad things happened to her and she invented scifi! Go reevaluate your life choices.
  • Victor Hugo: Don't. He will kill you otp viciously and then spend 38 pages describing someone's hat.
  • Jonathon Swift: It's 50/50 you'll win, but you might fall asleep from his long-winded prose before you land a punch.
  • William Shakespeare: Little is known about him, other than the fact that he had free access to bears and swords and a penchant for revenge and mass murder as plot devices. If you're gonna fight him, watch your back.
  • C.S. Lewis: Whiny and allergic to adjectives and allegorical and super racist. Fight Him. So long as your childhood can take it.
  • J.R.R Tolkien: Shakespeare's biggest fan, so a total dork. Also old and shell shocked. Your call.
  • William Thackeray: Him and his friends will get drunk and gang up on you. Not advisable.
  • Alexandre Dumas: He was once described as "the most generous, large-hearted being in the world" and had extensive military training. Just... don't.
  • Harper Lee: Still alive, so she's got a foot up on the rest of them.
  • George Orwell: Total fuckin' politics nerd. Will keep a diary of the fight.
  • Jane Austen: You'd feel too mean, it'd be like punching some harmless lana del-ray book club chic. Fight her if you want but be aware of the emotional consequences.
  • Mark Twain: Constantly angry looking. Just look at that mustache. You want to fight him already, don't you?
  • Oscar Wilde: The sassiest little shit ever. Be prepared for cane wielding sassmeister. You'll probably lose, but it'll be worth it.
When you're a fanfiction writer and you get started on a new story

“I never do works for this fandom.”

“I hope my readers like this”

“What if they hate it??”

“What if they end up hating me cause of it!??”

“Nah this is a great idea”.

“Oh shit is it too early to make them have sex?”

“It’s never too early for sex.”


*quick fact checking* “fuck that’s wrong”

“Wait that’s canon? Ha! Not in this story!”

“Writing this character is annoying me..”

“Oooh I can’t wait until the next chapter.”

“Oh my god why did I think this was going to be good.”

“This is great!”

“This is terrible.”

“I should stop writing…”

“I should write a book!”

“I could write porn!”

“Dammit too much lemon.”

“Dammit not enough lemon.”

“Is it appropriate to have some lime here?”

“No it isn’t.”

And most importantly.


We're watching The Shadow tonight.

Margot, the love interest, is excessively good at banter, and a telepath. 
Lamont, the hero, is excessively fond of un-hero-like cackling.

syncytio: Lamont, what were you expecting with a woman who can read your mind
etharei: is she tony stark
copperbadge: Haha, Lamont Cranston as Tony’s granddad
iamcaptainskye: i kinda want tony to be descended from her
syncytio: Lamont and Margot as tony’s grandparents would be great. Telepath tony with a flair for the dramatics
etharei: omg Tony bursting into an evil cackle, and then he looks rly embarassed. And the avengers r like WHERE DID THAT COME FROM
copperbadge: “Granddad taught me how to do the Evil Laugh. Grandma taught me when I should do it. Granddad was….indiscriminate.”
lexrhetoricae: There has to be a villain-cackle algorithm
syncytio: Grandma also taught him not to be ashamed to use his talent to cheat at cards
KatHawkins: Sam, I think you are now obligated to write this
copperbadge: noooooooooooooo
iamcaptainskye: too late. We don’t make the rules
copperbadge: I suppose I should incorporate it into the fanfic I’m never going to write about how Howard’s grandfather was RDJ Sherlock Holmes
copperbadge: Tony’s pedigree is Holmes on the father’s side, Cranston on the mother’s
syncytio: The Stark family tree is a bit of a mess and full of scoundrels
copperbadge: It’s a very difficult balancing act which is why he’s kind of bonkers.

like the sun

Genre: Romance

Pairings: MC/Eisuke

a/n: just a little drabble i wanted to get off my chest. man, i’m a total sucker for this pairing lmao….

It was like he was seeing her for the first time. 

Her smile was like the sun; it was blinding—too bright for someone who has only known darkness all his life. He could feel the light from her slowly stripping him down to the core, to the deepest, most vulnerable recesses of his soul. A part of him was afraid that she’d find her way through the thorns he so carefully wrapped around his heart to keep everyone away—she might recoil at the sight of the years’ worth of loneliness that ate at him all his life.

And yet, he couldn’t get enough of her warmth. 

He was always a selfish person, but right now, he was absolutely insatiable. The rational, reasonable side of him told him he was unworthy of that smile; that he was far beyond redemption to even consider being in her presence. But the devil that had whispered in his ear for so long told him to revel in her smile—to harvest it, bask in it, and keep it all to himself so that others would never have to know just how breathtakingly beautiful she was beneath her quiet resilience.

But even amidst his internal dilemma, all he could think about was how her eyes were ardently trained on him and him alone—as if he was someone worth being looked upon with such reverence. 

“I’m glad I met you, Eisuke.”

Ah, he thinks. This must be what peace feels like.

5 Things tag, tag, tag, tag, tag!

I was tagged by my sweetheart @zurysalvatore, thank you <3

5 things you’ll find in my bag

~ My Smartphone 
~ Sketchbook
~ A little note
~ My bus pass
~ Pencil case

5 things you’ll find in my bedroom

~ Books/mangás 
~ Photos (of my family, mine and with Kiara) 
~ Mess, a lot of mess
~ My sister’s dolls.
~ Decoration attempts

5 things i’ve always wanted to do

~ Travel around the world
~ Live with Kiara and have more cats
~ Publish a book
~ Visiting Jane Austen’s House in London
~ Meet my friends from the internet 

5 things that make me happy

~ Kiara
~ Music
~ @eldaryanna
~ My favorite movies/books
~ Yaoi

5 things i’m currently into

~ Don’t Starve
~ High School Star Musical
~ Mcl 
~ Drawing
~ Omega/beta/alpha dynamics 

5 things on my to-do-list

~ Check on my tumblr a thousand times during the day
~ Read/watch yaoi
~ Play don’t starve wile talking to @eldaryanna
~ Go to college 
~ Try to draw/write something

5 things people may not know about me

~ In the past I tried to learn to draw (when I was in high school) but one person told me that I was wasting time and that I should stop. That’s why I stopped until this year.

~ I still keep all the manuscripts and parts of fanfics I’ve ever written (I plan to never throw that away).

~ It’s very rare that I don’t wake up in a bad mood, what improves my mood is listen music while I get dressed.

~ I can reread a book a thousand times as if it were the first time I was reading.

~ It took me a long time to choose Kiara’s name and I just chose that name because it reminded me of my grandmother’s cat named Simba (he had already died a few years ago). That’s why her name is Kiara. 

I’ll tag @sweet-pendragon, @killdondan, @eldaryandy, @redrose04, @marmita-tuga, @vyxens-mcl-eldarya, @fayrelynn-trinity, @moonlightmcl, @velvet-black-cherry

abby-6-stuff  asked:

Hey, so I've noticed that you are active in fandoms that are popular for its ships. I was wondering, is there a "type" of ship that you enjoy most seeing in media or a ship just in general that catches your attention? I would like to hear your thoughts on positive and negative shippings that you see. (I'm sorry if this is worded weirdly).

Ehhhhhh, I dunno, lol. I mean, I think that–to a certain extent–shipping exists in any popular fandom (and unpopular ones). But, like, Miraculous literally has a relationship, or potential relationship, at the center of it, so it’s no surprise shipping is center in the fandom. And Voltron is just filled with so many shippable characters that it’s going to have a lot of ship stuff going on (which has apparently manifested negatively in this case, unfortunately). I mean, shipping is a huge part of fandom culture for a lot of reasons anyway, so that’s going to be a predominant feature to begin with. Like, you don’t have to ship things in a fandom, but a LOT of people do and so content that contains ships is going to be more popular. 

That aside, most of the ships I write about have some kind of basis in canon interactions. Or potential canon interactions. I ship the lovesquare because there’s so much backing it in the canon that I can trace my own stories back to it. I write about Klance because every interaction they have in the canon is dramatic and attention-drawing. Be it negative or positive, Keith and Lance have chemistry and it’s exciting. I like exciting romances if they’re going to be in a narrative. If it’s not going to be exciting and entertaining, I don’t care to create for it. I’d rather put my focus on the plot, etc. This is why I don’t write Shallura. I love Shallura, but it’s the kind of relationship that would form slowly over the time of a bigger narrative, imo. If I were to write Shallura, it would have to be some kind of dramatic AU (like teacher/student) to create tension. Klance is FULL of tension and suspense and dramatics. So too is the love square. So is Destiel. So is Spirk. That’s just where my interests lie.

Like, I can enjoy the idea of Sheith and Hance and Alyanette and Adrinino, but based on the canon, those ships lack the tension that I like and so I don’t have much interest in writing them. Korrasami is the same way. I love Korrasami, but it’s… boring to me, from a creative standpoint. I think it’s very healthy and I love that they’re together, but I have no interest in writing about it. Just like I have no interest in writing about Kataang. Or, say, for Shingeki no Kyojin, I’ve written Ereri, but only in AUs because I like how the characters interact in canon, but in order for me to see a plausible ship, it has to be removed from the canon (which means that I don’t actually ship it). But, like, Jean and Mikasa? Sign me the fuck up, I love that ship in the canon. 

It’s part of the reason I love Chlolya (Alya and Chloe). It’s got the same dramatics as Mari and Chloe, but seems more plausible in the canon because Adrien isn’t there to get in the way. I don’t like ships that are too soft, that are too easy. Like, when I look at Sheith or Hance, it’s too nice to interest me in relation to canon (I like these ships, I just don’t create for them). Just like Shallura, which is, again, why I don’t write it. If I’m going to create content, I want the characters I write about to work for it. 

Which is part of the reason I find reading fanfiction so boring. This isn’t to say anything negative about fanfiction, but I rarely come across fics that present the kind of conflict I write about. Again, there are some–I’m not saying there’s not–but that tends to be something some fanfic writers actively avoid. And I mean that for angst and fluff. You can write angst and be miserable, but if it doesn’t cause conflict, it’s not exciting. There’s a reason why in ACC I write Lance as being as difficult as he is versus him just giving in and letting Keith help him. One, it’s more realistic, but two, it creates tension and conflict. 

I don’t know why fanfic writers are afraid of these things–if maybe it’s because fanfic is a place people find solace away from conflict–but that’s not what I’m interested in, personally. Which plays a role in what ships I write about. I want exciting ships and ships that interact in an interesting way in the canon. That’s why I love Ichiruki and loath Ichihime (one of the few ships I really do actually actively dislike, sorry). 

As far as being active in fandoms that are popular for their ships? Well, again, I think any fandom has popular ships, but writing in a fandom that’s popular in general means more feedback. I’d love to write an epic for Spirk in Star Trek, but it’s not going to get enough attention to justify it. Sure, write for you and write what you enjoy, but I write so much and have so many stories planned that I have to prioritize based on what I’m going to gain from each endeavor. Writing Miraculous and Voltron gets me a lot of feedback. And seeing as I’m not getting paid to write fic, I want the attention instead *shrugs* 

The thing is, if you can get into a popular fandom and gather a fanbase, that gives you more freedom to act freely in other respects. I can create original storylines and characters in SF because I’ve paid my dues and worked my ass off to get where I am. It’d be nice if it wasn’t that way, but it is. What I’m writing in Voltron isn’t some willy-nilly decision that I made out of nowhere.  

I’m going to point out some similarities for you:

My Last Thoughts are of You was the first story I wrote for Miraculous, whereas Running Flat was the first short story I finished in Voltron. Both center on a ship and both have dramatic, yet short storylines. This is a way of introducing readers to me as an author without being overwhelming. It’s a way to test the waters with me before they decide to give a longer story a chance. 

In Miraculous I then wrote One Thing After Another as a character study and precursor to Serendipitous Fate. This was a long fic that would introduce readers more thoroughly to me as an author and give them more than just a short fic to affiliate with me. In this way, they remember me now, because there was a fic that had a big impact on them. It also means that when I drop a bomb like SF that is super plot heavy and not your usual fic–it’s more like an original work than a traditional fic–I have a fanbase that is willing to read it. Because, let’s be frank, a story like SF on it’s own without my reputation to back it up isn’t going to be popular from the get-go. Look at it in comparison to Pick-Up and Chase. SF, despite how popular it is now, had to work it’s way chapter by chapter to get there. Pick-Up and Chase, which lacks the depth, work, and literary intension that SF has–was popular from the get-go. But I hated writing it. It was fun at first, but that’s not what I’m truly interested in writing. If I hadn’t established myself with One Thing After Another and My Last Thoughts are of You, SF wouldn’t be as popular as it is. It’s a kind of advertising. 

And it’s what I’m currently doing in the Voltron fandom. A Commutual Contract is the equivalent of One Thing After Another in my Miraculous works. I’m writing it not only as a character study, but to draw in readers so they can have a piece with which to recognize me as a credible author, so that when I drop my Voltron epic, people will actually fucking read it. I have a Voltron fic outlined that is the equivalent of SF. It’s called Voltron: To The End and it’ll be roughly 48 chapters. But writing it now wouldn’t be advantageous because I’m not popular enough to justify putting that much work into something. Why should I when I could write an original novel instead? I need incentive. I may even have to write another longer Voltron fic before the epic because I’m not sure ACC is getting enough attention in a fandom that is so massive.  

And I’m not saying that writing about rare-pairs or unpopular pairings is a waste of time–it’s not. You do you and create what makes you happy. But to someone who writes as much as I do, I have to make decisions and cuts based on what I’m going to get back. And since fanfic doesn’t pay money, I want that payment in another form, and that’s readers. I want people to read my stuff, so even though I want to write a Shallura teacher/student AU, I’m gonna focus on A Commutual Contract because I think I’ll get more out of it and I’ll likely get equal amounts of enjoyment either way. 

I am overflowing with ideas ALL THE TIME! I will literally be dead before I can write them all down. So yeah, when I have dozens of ships spread out before me that I like, I’ma choose to write about the popular ones because it’s gonna get me more satisfaction. And I like to be happy. It’s healthier for me. I like to feel like what I’m writing is getting to people. Because if my fanfic isn’t getting attention, then I’m gonna go write an original novel instead (I should do that anyway, tbh) and try to get that published.

If I’m gonna work my ass off as much as I do, then I want it to be worth my time. And I’ll take messages and comments and nice readers over money if it’s satisfying to me. But that also means I have to prioritize what I write and why I’m writing it. That’s sometimes why I’ll release outlines and never write the fics. I’m never gonna write that Voltron/Avatar fic–I don’t have time. But it does exist in my head, lol.       

Hope that answers your question, friend. Sorry it got so long, but people are always asking me about my process, so here’s some of it ;D

Originally posted by wheresthesteak

Fic Recs #4

For today’s recs, we’re going to focus on Variety – specifically, we have four AUs of various sorts, and six porny fics with varying amounts of plot. (Coming soon: Omegaverse recs!)

Click on the title for the link to the fic!

Rec List #1 – All the Fluff, Slightly Angsty, Two WIPs worth watching

Rec List #2 – Angst/Fluff, PWP?, One WIP worth watching

Rec List #3 – Fluff & Porn!

AUs of Various Sorts:

Unwritten by kaizuka

Soulmates AU where whatever you write on your own skin appears on your soulmate, but when there is a language barrier, meeting becomes just a little more difficult than it should be.

My comment: Baby!Victor is so sweetly endearing and enthusiastic, and Baby!Yuuri is shy and hesitant. Watching them dance around each other is so super sweet, you’ll be a puddle of happy goo by the end. Fluff like woah, and utterly adorable.


These Frozen Nights by viciously

Yuuri gets along okay with most of the ghosts in Saint Petersburg.

My Comment: Such a fun concept – Yuuri being able to see ghosts. (Do not think about The Sixth Sense; this is very different.) It gets a little dark at the end but oh my, it’s completely captivating.


centripetal force by braveten

Victor speaks seven languages.

(Physics isn’t one of them.)

Luckily, though, he ends up rooming with his antithesis: a shy, black-haired boy who just so happens to be a physics major.

My comment: University AU with minimal ice skating. Okay, guys, I have five words for why you need to read this fic: Victor Nikiforov on a skateboard. No, seriously, it’s goofy and endearing and utterly delightful. It (almost) makes me want to go back to college.


Maelstrom by feelslikefire

Victor Nikiforov is poised to win gold in his fifth consecutive Grand Prix Final. He has the world at his feet, is unparalleled in the sport–right up until a snowstorm blows into Sochi, and he finds himself repeating the same day over and over and over. He stumbles over Yuuri Katsuki, and everything changes.

(Or, the time loop au. Loosely based on Groundhog Day.)

My comment: So many levels of fabulous I can’t even begin. Victor’s reaction to being in the time loop is utterly predictable and hysterical and adorable. It’s just enough unlike the movie to keep you on your toes, and just when you think “Aha! This time he’s broken the curse” – that damn alarm wakes up him again. Of all the AUs I’ve read, this one’s probably my favorite, because the payoff is perfect.


Porn with varying degrees of plot:

I Caught Fire In your Eyes by Ashida

Yuuri walks in on Victor doing something he couldn’t ever have imagined in his head, and it’s now that Victor is the one saying: “Don’t take your eyes off me for a second.”

My comment: No plot whatsoever. The only problem I have with this is that at 1600 words, it’s WAY TOO SHORT, OMG. Ashida needs to write all the porn. Guh.


The Neighbors Know My Name by Defiant-Dreams

“They want me to write smut and I don’t know how,” Yuuri whines and Viktor blinks. “Phichit said I should include sex scenes in my latest Hiro!!! On Ice fanfic but I’ve never written sex before so he said I should just write down what we do,” Yuuri admits and Viktor bites down hard on his lip so that he doesn’t laugh.

My comment: No plot, but funny and sexy. Yuuri needs to learn to take more mental notes, but until then, the rest of us get a treat.


Victor Effing Nikiforov by shysweetthing

AU in which Yuuri still doesn’t remember the banquet, somehow doesn’t blow Japanese Nationals, runs into Victor at the World Championships, and has absolutely no idea why his idol is suddenly friendly and incredibly handsy.

Does Yuuri care about his reasons? No. It’s Victor Effing Nikiforov.

Basically this is an excuse for total fluff. And porn. And shit-talking with bonus smut. (Edited for accuracy.) Happy birthday, Victor.

My comment: Sort of plotty porn. Look, there’s a lot of fics out there that will give you sexy sex. This fic gives you funny sex, and not just funny sex, but hysterically funny sex that is also sexy and will have you aching for more. Utterly delightful. Happy birthday, Victor, indeed.


tu étais formidable, j’étais fort minable by neomeruru

Chris visits Victor and Yuuri at their home in Saint Petersburg. It’s been a long time coming.

My comment: OT3 first-time mild D/s undertones porn-with-pining for Victor/Chris/Yuuri. This is technically the second in a series, though you don’t need the first to enjoy this. (But read it anyway, because it’s also good.) The characterizations are fantastic, there’s more pining than plotting, and it’s so well written that I wish there was more. Reeeeeeaaaaaaaaaad.


honey sweet and slow by alykapedia

Viktor wakes not for the first time to the sound of waves, the faintest rustle of sheets, and most importantly, the sound of Yuuri’s steady breathing.

My comment: Lazy morning married sex with minimal plot and lots of photography on Victor’s part. Let’s hope he doesn’t post ALL those pictures on Instagram.


Nights So Slow by jibrailis

“Well,” Viktor says helplessly, because it’s all ruined now, “I was going to try and seduce you.”

My comment: First time, tiny bit of plot. Mostly this is just funny and sexy and sweet, with such an over-the-top extra!Victor that I giggled until I wasn’t meant to be giggling anymore. (For very good reasons.)

Them Being in Mafia and You Telling Them No: EXO

There’s been an extra on flood of Mafia!EXO!AU, should I be scared?


“There is a fine line between being brave and stupid, Darling, and right now you’re crossing the latter. If I tell you to do something then you go and do it.”


“I will applaud you for your bravery, Love, but you should know that I am the one whom you should fear and listen. Now be so good, just go and do it.”


“Kitten, I never knew you were into masochistic shit, but seeing you disobeying me, I guess it’s just you begging to get punished. Right?”


“Please do not make me do this, Honey. You know I love you dearly and using violence to get you to do this task will break my heart. You don’t want that, now do you?”


“It’s not as if it would be the first time you’d done something like that. Why are you like this? Suddenly decided to join the `good side`? Lemme tell you this, (Y/N); there’s no way you’d fit in anywhere better than near my side.”


“Go and do what I’ve asked you to do or else so help me God, Fairy, there will be no mercy even if I love you so dearly. I’m quite sure you wouldn’t want to strain our relationship, right?”


“Are you just going to forget all of the sacrifices that I’ve done for your sake? Will you just betray me like that?”


“My Love, I would recommend you to think over of your answer while I just pretend that I did not hear your denial to my command. After all, that’s why it’s called a command; you must obey me.”


”Fortuna,  let me inform you while it is not yet too late. Your opinion has never really mattered to me, and therefore you shall do whatever I had commanded you to. No rejections.”

Chen in a suit is everything I’ve ever needed in life.

I got goosebumps from ChanYeol’s part in `Freal Love`. Fuck you, ChanYeol.


k, bye.

  • Me: I'm so excited to continue updating my fanfic!
  • The goblin that lives in my brain: Well literally nobody else cares, you realize that, don't you? There's no reason why you should continue. Your writer's block is an indication that you need to stop, because all of your ideas are worthless and pointless and you'll never amount to anythi--
  • Me *teeth clenched, shoving the goblin back into its hole*: I am SO EXCITED to CONTINUE UPDATING my FANFIC!

anonymous asked:

Rewatched Titanic last night and I'm just sitting here wondering why nobody has written a Titanic!AU BangHim fic like Yongguk could literally be Jack since he's an artist and Himchan could be Rose as his ultimate muse but they can't be together because of familial backgrounds and stuff but Yongguk shows Himchan a different side of life he never knew he was missing and they fall in love but then of course the angsty ending. Like idk about you but I need this fic in my life like yesterday

@B.A.P FANFIC WRITERS GET ON THIS GOLDDDDDDD! If not @anon sweet you should try writing it! It was your idea after all, give yourself a chance to see what you can do and I’m sure it will be great! No but really this idea of artist yongguk and muse himchan makes me so damn happy, and the ending would have me being sappy and crying like all angsty fics do!

  • Rbrt: Does shitty things that are totally in character, does his utmost best to avoid any possibility of consequences, as usual
  • You assholes: That's such bad writing? How out of character? The Rbrt I made up in my fanfics would never do that and also he was sad? So it's not his fault anyway?
  • Rebecca: Shows character development, shows genuine remorse for her actions, takes steps to make up for it
  • You assholes: Ugh why is Emmrdle trying to make us take her side? She's irredeemable and a slut and she should just leave

lilgreyeyes  asked:

Hi, it's me again! Sorry, I just loved your list and can't help but send new combos (also, Imma gonna take advantage of this opportunity, since who knows when else you'll do this?). So, *fingerscrossed you're not annoyed by me yet* what do you think about: Henley+drawing, happiness? Or maybe champagne+date+jealous!Cami (can I add this, haha?) Thank you! Sorry if I'm a bother *wince*

You’re definitely not a bother! Also, sorry it took me so long.
I went with the champagne+date+jealous!Cami (though I suppose this isn’t exactly a date… Anyway, I hope you like it!)

It was probably very petty of her to be enjoying it. Hell, Caroline knew it was, but seeing the glare the other girl was directing at them as they laughed felt strangely good.

It was satisfying to know that other people could see that she had a claim on Klaus, that he was hers. He had always been, and now she was here to ensure that he fulfilled all of the pretty promises he had made.

Having arrived to New Orleans about two hours ago, she had still been scared of her decision, worried that she had left her friends behind for something so uncertain as Klaus’s feelings for her and seeing him chatting with the blonde human in the bar made her doubts grow bigger. Caroline had almost turned around and left, but then he had looked at her, really looked at her. He had seen her fears and her apprehension and had offered her a comforting dimpled smile that felt like home despite all of the strangeness it represented.

“Hello, love.” He had said in an inviting tone and she had walked to him with hesitant steps, eyeing the other girl in a silent accusation.

“Hi, uh, I was just-“

Klaus arched his eyebrows as he completed her sentence, “Trying to find a place to stay after the Salvatore fiasco?” his words also carried an accusation and she flinched before squeezing her eyes at him.

“How do you even know about that?”

He shrugged, “Did you really think I was going to leave you unprotected in that town? You and your friends have a particular eagerness to find trouble, I preferred not taking any chances.”

Caroline huffed, crossing her arms in front of her body, “You are unbelievable.”

“I simply want you safe, Caroline.”

With this little interaction, she had almost forgotten his companion, but she made her presence noted with a pointed cough. “Hi, I’m Cami. Klaus’s friend.”

Directing her gaze at the girl, Caroline shook her hand, “I’m Caroline. Klaus doesn’t have friends.”

Before Camille could protest, Klaus corrected Caroline with a smug smile, “Now, that’s not true, love. I thought we had decided we would be friends.”

“That was before!” she exclaimed before she could stop herself, resisting the urge to bury her face in her hands at his amused expression.

“Before? Are you referring to our little rendezvous in the woods?” she glared at him instead of answering and he simply smirked, “Well, if we aren’t friends, sweetheart, then why are you here?”

Caroline felt anxious again at his question, not knowing how answer it other than saying, “You told me I was welcome.”

“You are.” He confirmed, “But if you aren’t here for your friend’s help, then why?”

“Well, welcome to New Orleans!” Cami told her, clearly trying to pretend she was still a part of that conversation, looking obviously disappointed at how Klaus’s eyes never even left Caroline’s face.

“Thanks.” She replied politely, still staring at the hybrid. “So, should I go or-“

“Why don’t I buy you a drink and we figure out what brings you to my city?”

Caroline smiled, finally sitting on the toll beside him at the bar, “Sounds good.”

“Cami, do you mind getting us two glasses of champagne?”

The human looked as if she minded very much, but nodded anyway. “It’s our thing, after all.” Caroline added, grinning at Klaus who mimicked her expression.


  • Me: So, i know it's deadline time, but can you maybe chill with the constant anxiety?
  • My brain: Yeah, okay, i am getting pretty tired
  • Me: Oh thank god
  • My brain: Yeah, i think i'm gonna shift to focusing on what a massive failure you are instead. Do you know other people actually do shit with their lives that actually fucking helps people? Why don't you actually do some volunteering work you lazy shit? You think anyone actually cares about your writing? You were the bottom of the boring barrel in your fanfic days, why the hell would that change now? And look at you trying to film a vlog, you fucking egotistic little shit. No one cares about anything you have to say, bitch. Hey, remember that time you dated a guy you didn't really like for a whole year because years of bullying brought your standards down to "not a total creep"? Yeah, you're never gonna improve on that you fugly little shit.
  • Me: ...This is not an improvement...
A little note to the anti Jaqen/Arya people...

This post goes to those people who don’t like the Jaqen/Arya ship (meaning: older!Arya/Jaqen). I get it, I understand that you don’t like the ship. It’s fine! We all have a ship that we don’t like. I can live with you not liking the ship.

What bothers me is when I see people insulting the Jaqen/Arya shippers and writers, and when I see people leaving reviews demanding for the writers to stop writing fanfiction about that ship.

And in most cases, the reason for why the people get so annoyed and angry and disgusted with fanfics in which this ship appears is this: that Jaqen/Arya is OOC and will never ever happen in the books/show and therefore they should not be featured in fanfiction.


Guys, how long have you been reading fanfiction? No one can ever say that a ship can’t be shipped because they are unrealistic. No one. About any ship. Ever.

I know, you can hate the ship. I hate many ships myself, despise them! I just don’t read stuff about them. And if that ship happens to be in the same fic as the ship that I do like, then I suck it up and read about them without insulting the writer. 

Fanfiction is not a novel. It’s exactly that, fan fiction, in which everything can happen! And all the ships can be shipped! All of them!

For example, I’ve been reading fanfiction for about eight years now (and I’m 18. Believe me, fanfiction ruined my childhood pretty bad) and I’ve seen the craziest things ever written in the Internet,

Do you want to talk about weird and impossible ships that should never happen, but nevertheless, they do? I’ve seen no one complain about many of them, but you do complain a lot about Jaqen/Arya! Impossible, you say…

THESE are impossible! (Notice that most of them are from the Harry Potter fandom. I love the Harry Potter fandom, HP is my life, but its fanfiction gives me nightmares.)

  • Harry/Voldemort. Talk about impossible!!!

  • Snape/Hermione. Yeah, right… In my opinion they are disgusting, but the fanfiction is amazing!!!!!

  • Voldemort/Hermione. I think Harry/Voldemort actually has a chance compared to this ship… They do have some adorable ff anyways… 

  • Harry/Bellatrix. ………………


And then there’s the impossible ship that is the biggest OOC ever and still I absolutely adore…

  • Dramione (Draco/Hermione). My heart explodes with happiness every time I see a fanfic of those two, and I couldn’t give any less fucks about how absolutely ooc they are!

Now let’s take a look at other fandoms with equally OOC fanfiction that seems to be very popular and no one complains about… At this moment I can remember three particular ships:

  • Regina/Emma Swan. Da fuc? But people are having fun with it, so ok…

  • Dean/Sam. Ha… ha… ha… No comments.

  • Robb/Jon. Where did that even come from?!?!?!

This said, I hope I have made myself clear…



At least Jaqen and Arya showed some kind of mutual interest in the book/show! Not sexual, i agree, but there was something there! An understanding! An attraction to the qualities of each other! And when Arya grows up and hormones kick in, I guess she would love to shag this hot piece of ass.

And, let’s be real. Jaqen/older!Arya would be less OOC than Tywin Lannister screwing Shae…

… And (SPOILERS!) may I remind you, Tywin did screw Shae. 

My Masterlist

Writing Prompt Masterlist


High School- 5SOS’ Kids


Coffee Shop (Mashton)

Cuddly Muke


Sleepy Mikey

Eyes That Never Fade: Gang AU: Part 1

Eyes That Never Fade Part 2

Eyes That Never Fade Part 3

Eyes That Never Fade Part 4

Eyes That Never Fade Part 5

Eyes That Never Fade Part 6 (Final)

Michael away on tour

Snuggles and The Avengers

Special Treatment


Prince Luke Part 1

Prince Luke Part 2 (Final)

Coming Home

Luke Blurb

Luke is your neighbor



“Why am I your emergency contact?

Sunshine- Soulmate AU Part 1

Sunshine Part 2

Sunshine Part 3

Sunshine Part 4- Final

Little Things

Ash looking out for you



Gang AU

YouTuber Calum and “I swear, you two should just fuck”

Most Important Thing

Brush Strokes- Art Student!AU

Calum’s favorite things



‘She is Tony Stark’s daughter,by the way’- PART 3

(Tom\CW!Peter Parker x Stark!Reader)


:Tom\CW!Peter Parker x Stark!Reader;Father!Tony x Daughter!Reader
Summary of a one shot:Tony’s daughter,who is almost a copy of her father,comes to NY to live with her dad.On her first day in the new school,Peter ends up embarassing himself in front of her,but then has to work on a project with her,since they end up together in the English class.When it turns out they don’t have enough time to end their project in school,she comes with him to his place,but ends up seeting someone unexpected there.
Warnings:A slight CW spoiler…
Y\N-Your name
A\N:Sorry about the dellay.Really,really sorry!This is the last part of the story.I have enjoyed writing it and I see you’ve enjoyed reading it,which I’m sooo happy about!Thank you all so much for reading :* BTW,you can’t even imagine how hard I screamed internally when I found this picture after finishing the story!It just fits in so well and I…AAAAA!!..Just read this part and than look at the pic,you’ll go through the same shock..
There’ll be some new fanfics soon after this,I’ve had a lot of inspiration lately..Lova you lots!!

‘I’m so proud of myself’,Brian stated,showing that pride in every word.
‘What?Why?’,Peter asked while they were walking towards the classroom.
‘Well,if it wasn’t for me,you never would’ve gotten hurt!’,Brian half-yelled.
‘And I should thank you for that?’,Peter asked in confusion and disgust,not believeing how his friend could find his own actions a good thing.He instantly rememberd the fall in the hallway and the wound next to his lip…Which still kind of hurt,by the way.
‘You can get as grumpy as you wish,but we both know that it was my pencil that earned you that kiss.You hear me?My pencil…’,Brian defended himself.
‘There,you said it yourself!Your pencil,not you’,Peter pointed out.
‘But you have to give me some credit’,Brian murmured,’I mean,I was holding it….I sharpened it.’
‘Ok,ok…You took some part in that’,Peter finally gave in.
They were walking in silence for only a couple of seconds,because Brian was dying to ask and say more.Sure,he was annoying,but,to be honest,it didn’t really bother Peter to talk about Y\N.Until a really awkward question came up.
‘Sooooo…How did it feel?’,Brian asked like a third grade girl,wiggling his eyebrows at Peter.
‘What?Oh,God!I’m deffinitely not telling you that!’,he practically yelled out,instantly turning around to see if anyone payed attention at his sudden reaction,feeling thankful that no-one really did.But he couldn’t get much releaf after what Brian asked him.
‘Oh,come on!I deserve to know’,Brian said disappointedly.
Deserve?Why do you deserve to know that?Look,I appreciate the help.I really do,but neither do I feel like I want to tell you,nor do I feel like it’s your business anyway.So,have some respect for my priva-’,but he got cut off,by Brian’s palm slapping over his mouth,that he soon took off,’What the hell?’
‘Shhh,look’,Brian whispered and motioned towards to classroom door where Y\N was standing,waiting for the teacher to come and unlock the door with other students who appeared to be Brian and Peter’s English classmates.
‘But that is our classroom’,Peter whispered.
‘Yeah…And those are the others that go to English with us’,Brin added in a whisper,trying to lead Peter to a conclusion,’And we are about to have English right now.’
He raised his eyebrows at his friend with a sheepish grean plastered over his face.Peter was just looking at him,clueless,which resulted in Brian’s expression to fall and his plam to meet his forehead,loudly.
‘I can’t believe what I’m working with…’,he murmuredunder his breath.
‘What?’,Peter asked in a whisper,still quite clueless,until he realised,’Aaaah,I get it.’
‘Oh,mother of God,thank you’,Brian lifted his head up to look at the ceiling,before looking back at Peter,’If I ever thought that you were stupid,Peter,I’m sorry…I should’ve known you were stupid right when we met’,Brian said,hitting Peter’s head.
‘Hey!’,Peter complained,when they reached the classroom and the teacher came to unlock the door.
Everyone got inside quickly and took their usual places.The only one left for Y\N was in the first row.She sat down leaving her bag,getting ready to introduce herself,for who knows what time that day.She lost the count.As much as she had her “Stark confidence”,she didn’t like getting up in the beggining of every class to introduce herself to other students and the teacher.It’s just that,from repeating her own name so many times in one day,it started to sound stupid to her.Still,Y\N couldn’t run away from it,as much as it bothered her.
‘Alright,class.Before we start,I have a very special announcement.You probably already know that we have a new student,but I’d like to ask her to come up here and introduce herself.Miss Stark,would you mind?’,the woman asked politely.
‘Apsolutely no problem’,Y\N answered,faking a smile and getting up to hold the little speech she grew to hate so much in the past couple of hours.
‘Hello,I am Y\N Stark.Before you start asking me why do I even need or want to go to school,I need you to know that,not all of us with strong family names feel superior and act spoiled and arrogant.I’m happy I can say that I don’t.Sure,my dad is a great scientist,superhero and what not,but…I don’t want to use that to become something and someone in this world.I’d much rather break some of my own sweath to get there,because that is the only right way.I don’t find myself much diferent from yo-’,she stopped for a moment with an annoyed expression to turn to the jock and send him an angry glare,’You seriously need to stop looking at me like that or I’ll punch you in the face.’
She quickly returned to her sweet attitude from the begining,leaving everyone entertained.Even the teacher.
‘What happened to not being an arrogant kid of a famous parent?’,he quickly fought back.
She was hoping that,after she nicely asked,or as nice as she could ask him,he would just give up.But he just wanted to put up a fight and he picked the most wrong person he could.
‘I’ve seen what you’ve been doing today to others around the school,that I don’t doubt you do every day,and,from patiently observing,I came to the conclusion that you deserved every piece of what I’ve just said’,she started,letting a bit of the temper and offensive humor she got from her dad burst out,’If you expect anyone to act thowards you in a nice manner,you should probably consider getting down to earth,because you’ve put your ego so high that I can bet my uncle grazed your ear,at least once,jumping from an airplane,probably assuming he hit an innocent bird.And,no,I’m not telling you this as an arrogant kid of a famous parent,I’m telling you this to serve some justice as an offended student’,she said,looking proud as ever,knowing her dad would be,too.
Everyone was more than amazed.They were astonished.
‘How the hell have I offended you?’,he asked,acting innocently.
‘By staring’,she simply explained.
‘Like I was the only one’,he deffended himself,while everyone was watching in amusement,enjoying the way she was scolding him.
’Peter,I really like your choice of women’,Brian whispered to his friend,not taking his look away from the intriguing argument in front of him.
‘I’m not saying that you were,but your stares were quite disrespective.I have to say that I did not enjoy that very much,therefore,I’d like to ask you to be so kind as to decrease the amount of those to a minimum,leave us all alone,because I may not use my dad to reach success,but I won’t hesitate the slightest bit to use him,and maybe even some of mu uncles,to have you thought a lesson…Even though I could do that myself,as well’,she added,nodding at the teacher,signaling that she is going back to sit in her chair,and heading back to her spot.Her teacher nodded back with a proud smile..
‘You could not’,her opponent said,evidently unsure.
‘Can you bet on that?’,she asked,standing next to his table,’I have an aunt who was so kind to teach me certain moves.I have to say,I haven’t tried to use them on people,yet,but…there needs to be a first time for everything,right?’,she said and smirked devilishly,then sat in her chair.
‘It was about time someone said that.Well done!’,a girl next to her told her,patting her shoulder.
‘Thanks.He just gave up because he knows I can have Thor himself smash him with his hamer any day’,she said before chuckleling with the girl next to her.
After the show they were all pleased to watch together,their teacher,who wasn’t even hiding how happy she was,reminded them about how,a week earlier,she announced a project they would be working on now.It was about the history of English language,which wasn’t supposed to be that hard.In fact,it would all be nice and easy if Brian didn’t remember a little detail.
‘That’s great!’,Brian whisper yelled,’We’ll do this in pairs.You can pick Y\N!’
‘Maybe we won’t get the chance to pick the partner ourselv-’,Peter said,shaking his head,when Brian cut him off.
‘Oh,please!This woman is the queen!She always lets us pick partners.You’re taking Y\N and that’s the end of this discussion.’
What was worst,Brian turned out to be right,which only made Peter nervous.His friend was trying to reason him and make him man up,which had very weak results.But,hey!Any help is welcome.
‘Okey,ready?’,Brian asked.
‘Give me just one-’
‘Peter will go with Y\N!’.Brian shouted grabbing his friend’s hand to lift it up.
Y\N turned around,only to see she knew their faces.Very well,by now.She smiled at them when she recognized Peter’s face and he only shrugged,trying not to smile too hard,due to the fresh sore on his face.

The whole class was very quiet,the only thing to hear was whisperes,if the partners were consulting amongst each other.Everyone was enthralled by their tasks and was determined to finish as soon as possible,since they had only a bit more than ten minutes left.
But,for most,that wasn’t a problem since they were about to finish and signe the papers.Well…Most.Unfortunatelly,Y\N and Peter weren’t one of them.
Probably because of Peter’s shy behaviour,he barely said a word,letting Y\N lead the way.Plus,she looked so mesmerizing while concentrating that he wasn’t even sure what to say except the words of agreement everytime she gave a certain idea about what they should put into the project.
‘Ok,what’s happening’,she whispered,leaving her pencil down.
‘Wha-What?Nothing…Why?’,he asked,looking more than confused.
‘Well,you’re not even trying to do this and we don’t have much time left’,she added,’What is it?’
He didn’t know how exactly to answer,since “Well,it’s maybe because you’re really cute” wasn’t an option.
The look of realisation graced her face as she noticed him looking everywhere,but at her,while trying to find his responce.
‘Ooh,it can’t be because of the “pencil accident”?Is it?’,she asked,and he could feel the worry and care in her voice.
‘Well…It is kind of hard to act normal and easy going with you…After that’,he finally spoke.
‘Yeah,I completely undestand.I don’t blame you,because I feel a little weird,too’,she confessed.
‘You shouldn’t.I mean,you are not the idiot who has a pierce on his face because of a pencil and can’t laugh or even smile properly anymore’,he said in a whisper.
She lightly chuckled at his comment,making him smile.His smile soon turned too wide,because he couldn’t control it,and the painful wince and a short hiss escaped him shortly afterwards.
‘There it is’,he said holding the spot.
Y\N kept laughing looking at the teacher to see if she heard them.Thankfully she did not,but they still had to remain silent.
Soon,they forgot about the assignement and the topics of their whisper-conversation were movies,books,tv shows,food and what not…

Well,not the assignement,that’s for sure.

‘And,how does it feel to have Tony Stark as your dad?’,he got more relaxed in his comunication with her and it was thanks to her nice childish spirit.It helped in many ways,’I mean,I’ve always been amazed by him,to say the least.It must be awesome…’
‘Well,I don’t…exactly know,yet’,she answered hesitantly,a nervous chuckle leaving her.
‘What do you mean?’,he said in bewilderment,furrowing his eyebrows.
‘I have,actually,only just moved in with my dad.Whole my life,I’ve been living with my mom…Sure,he did come from time to time,but that time he spent with me was very limited.For the first year of my life,he wasn’t allowed to see me at all.It is really painful,but he never got to see me take my first steps or say my first word…But,everytime that I did spend with him,I enjoyed.And everytime he went away I missed him like crazy until the next time he came.It took him so much time to get all the papers that were needed to have me live with him.He would always remind me about his fight and determination,ever since I was twelve’,she was smiling while talking,remembering everything he had to do to get to her,’I didn’t need to live with him to know he cared about me,but I’m sure everything is 100 times as great as it is once you share the house with my dad.’
He smiled at her seeing how she was feeling everything she said.Rarely do you hear and see something like that,especially from the person you could never expect it from.
‘It doesn’t hurt anymore?’,she asked,refering to his little injury,noticing his smile.
The bell soon drew them out of their conersation and reminded them of the long forgotten task in front of them.The sudden wave of shock and realisation made them pale.They knew they’d probably suffer the consequences.How were they supposed to give their teacher an unfinished assignement?
‘God,we completely forgot!’,Y\N whisper-yelled,while Peter put his head in both his hands,’I’m so sorry.’
‘It’s okay,there’s nothing to be sorry about’,he assured her,remembering the solution,’Besides,we can ask her to finish it at home and bring it tomorrow.’
‘’Why not?’,Y\N agreed and soon,they called their teacher to their table to ask her for a favor.
‘I don’t feel like that’s a problem.Just try and don’t let this happen again,not all your teacher’s will be tolerant,okay?’,she answered with a warm smile.
‘Thank you,very much’,Y\N said and they soon exited the classroom,wishing the lady a nice day.
‘Wow,I already love her’,Y\N said,refering to their English teacher.
‘Yeah,everyone loves her’,Peter said.
They awkwardly kept walking in silence knowing that one of thaem would having to bring up the topic they urgently needed to discuss at some point…

At whose place are they going to finish their assignement?

Y\N wasn’t really sure how her dad would feel about her bringing a boy home after just one day of school,but she didn’t want to tell Peter how she didn’t want it to be at her place,so that it doesn’t sound like he is unwelcome.Well,at least,he wouldn’t be by her side.She wasn’t that certain about her dad.She didn’t want it to sound intrusive either,making it look like it just had to be at his place.It was so complicated.
And her dad wouldn’t be the only problem.The others can get a little tiresome themselves.
‘Umm..You,know…I don’t usuallybring girls home..I almost never do,so…If aunt May starts acting a little weird,I’m sorry’,he said.
She turned to him in surprise,feeling more relieved than ever that he was the one to bring up the problem first and,what is more,solve it in the same time.
‘You want us to go to your house to finish this?’,she asked,still in disbelief.
‘Well,unless,you are uncomf-’,he began,but she soon cut him off.
‘No,no!I’d love to came to your home’,she assured him with one of her famous smiles that she loved to shoot at people like bullets.
‘Okay,then…’,he said,’We have the bus in five minutes.’

The way to Peter’s building at Queens wasn’t long.What is more,it was very nice.After a ride in her dad’s time machine that morning,Y\N enjoyed the normality of public transport.
On their way they kept talking,laughing at her random jokes about her dad and how he once almost puked when he first saw her puke.She was barely a year and a half then and she ate way too many chocolates.She wasn’t to blame.
He was,actually.
When they reached the bulding,they noticed a shiny expensive vehicle in the parking lot that instantly reminded Y\N of her father,but she said nothing.
‘Wow,look at that!That definitely doesn’t belong to any of my neighbours’,Peter said taking a good look at the car.
Y\N had no responce,she used her time to analize the automobile,trying to remember why it looked so familiar to her.She was sure she didn’t see it on TV,because she doesn’t watch stuff like that.The question was floating in her mind even when Peter and her were in front of his appartment door.
‘I saw that car somewhere’,she said,being completely serious.
‘Where?’,he asked.
‘I don’t know…But I feel like it wasn’t a long time ago’,she answered,but it didn’t sound like she was happy about what she said.
She was suspicious about such a car being in the middle of Queens.
When they stepped inside of the appartment,Peter greeted his,now familiar to Y\N,aunt May and started talking about the vehicle they have just seen outside.
Y\N was taking off her shoes,something she always did,and could hear Peter suddenly stop talking once he entered,what she assumed was a living room.
She narrowed her eyes at his surprised expression,his wide eyes and mouth half opened.
Y\N walked slowly thowards the area,stopping behind the wall,and saw Peter crossing his arms over his chest stuttering.
‘What-What are-What are you doing here?’,he could barely say it out loud,slightly shaking.
Then a mention of a very familiar man caught her attention.Aunt May was talking about “Mr.Stark”.Y\N knew that,in New York,that could be none other than her…
‘Dad?’,she asked,furrowing her eyebrows at him as she walked into the room.
When she realised her dad was really there,sitting on the couch,eating some sort of a brownie,she couldn’t believe her own eyes.They widened in shock and so did his.
He left his treat on the table and looked at her the same way she looked at him.
‘Y\N?’,he was taken aback,’What are you doing here?’
‘I want to ask you the same thing?’,she said,trying to calm down.
There was a lot of explaining to be done that day.

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Hope that you liked it.
Thanks for reading this story,I really appreciate that you gave some of your time to my work.
Thank you,guys :*

Quinn/Santana. NC-17. ~1k words. Set during that meal in 100. 

I think I started this way back when the previews for 100 were released, wrote 95% of it then abandoned it, so it bears almost no resemblance to the actual episode, but it’s basically just porn so who cares…

Santana bursts through the door to the ladies room, not caring that it bangs loudly shut behind her, and immediately checks the two stalls inside to make sure she and Quinn are the only two in the room. That done, she turns to Quinn, folding her arms over her chest and saying, “What, exactly, are you doing?”

Quinn pauses just for a second in reapplying her lipstick to glance at Santana through the mirror. “I don’t know what you mean.”

There’s an urge to roll her eyes which Santana just barely manages to suppress; Quinn’s dumb, but she’s not that dumb. “Mr. Douchebag Junior out there. Don’t tell me he’s where you see yourself in five years?”

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More Than Friends, Brothers [Phancest] (10/12)


(A lot of people kind of already noticed what’s going to happen next ?! also if you’ve read my other fanfics you may see some things i’ve already mentioned in other ficS or some similar stuff but i didnt have the time to be creative ok fuck off)

Warnings: Incest. mentions of alcohol and drug usage

A/N: why do i enjoy writing about crazy teenage parties so much Google Search


“Okay what is it? Should I be scared?”

“Nope, I just want to let you know that you’re going out with me and my friends tonight.” He sounded confident.

“Are you out of your mind?”

“I’m not. You never go out, Phil. You have no friends and that’s bad you know? I don’t want you to stay inside all the time and I don’t think it’s fair that I always hang out and you don’t. You have to give my friends a chance, I know they’re younger and blahblahblah but it could be fun?”

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anonymous asked:

the years when andrew & neil are on seperate teams: one night they have games really close to eachother, andrew drives to neils hotel to pick him up they go get some fast food & drive to an empty parking lot overlooking a beach. they eat in silence & hold hands. then they share some kisses & take a nap holding hands. then andrew drops neil off at his hotel (a goodbye kiss bc why not) & they part with the anticipation of the next game they'll be in proximity of each other in a month :(

Ahh! I am so happy right now!! Thank you!! I love this!! Okay, I’m not ready to move on from this, so I’m going to try that thing where people write bullet points that are like plot points because a) creativity is fun, and b) if I try to write this like actual fic it won’t be done for like a month. And what have I done? This is so incredibly long. I got slightly carried away.

  • Neil arrives in town first. His game is close enough that the team drives, but only barely, and it’s in the opposite direction of Andrew.
  • Also, Andrew’s game is even farther in that opposite direction.
  • So, yeah, Andrew’s going to have to fly, unless he wants to spend the entire day driving to his game.
  • (He would definitely prefer that.)
  • (Actually, he’d prefer to skip the game all together.)
  • Of course, no one except Neil knows that Andrew doesn’t like flying, and no one’s going to find out.
  • The airfare is covered, and Andrew’s coach is like, “Don’t you dare miss this flight, Minyard.”
  • (Andrew has possibly missed flights before.)
  • (Andrew is not going to miss this flight; at least this flight is going to take him to Neil.)

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