this list is just showing how much of a sap i am

anonymous asked:

Could you provide a guide on how you do your wards? Thank you!

My Methods for Warding

(Obviously based on my experience)

One thing first: it is dangerous to post information on how you do your wards and protections online. Anyone, even spirits, can get that info and use it to undo or get past them. So I’m just gonna give you the general gist of how I do my wards and not go too in-depth.

Making Wards

First, figure out what permissions you want for your wards. Who can come through? Who cannot? Be specific, “only entities with the highest good in mind”/“no spirits who wish me harm” and shit like that is weak. You ever seen those movies where the robots turn on humans because they want to save the humans from themselves? Well they certainly have the humans’ highest good in mind when they’re vaporizing them off the planet. “No negative entities may enter”? let’s hope you’re not a pessimist because if so, you just warded your own spirit out of your home. Somethings to keep in mind when devising permissions:

  • Make sure you don’t ward your own spirit, the spirits of family members and pets, the spirits of plants and magical tools, and the house spirits out of your home. I usually prevent this through a phrase such as “All spirits that currently reside and live in the warded area may come and go freely through the wards”.
  • Make sure you don’t ward out the spirits of things entering the home such as when you bring in new plants or new rocks or even human guests. I prevent this through a phrase such as “All spirits attached to physical forms that are intentionally and knowingly brought into the warded area by its current residents may come and go freely through the wards”.
  • Allow for spirits to enter upon your call, “Any spirit that is called by a resident of the warded area may come and go freely through the wards until they are dismissed. Upon their dismissal, all permissions are revoked from the spirit.”  
  • Allow for your spirit companions, guides, and guardians to enter and leave. 

I think allowing random spirits to enter your home is silly, it’s like leaving your door open for any stranger to walk in with little hindrance. You might be horny to meet new spirits when you’re just starting out but if you can’t even sense them yet then it’d be better to hold off on letting anyone, even those with the “highest good in mind uwu”, in. Or not! I don’t give a fuck about what you choose to do. I also don’t have a suggested phrase for you to use if you want to let randos in because for every phrase that I come up with, I can think of many ways that it can be loopholed. If you don’t want any random Ralphs, it’s implied that only those specified are free to come and go but enforce it with a phrase anyway, “No spirit may enter through these wards into the warded area unless given permission per the following list:” and then list the stuff. Of course this is just a loose guide and the more detail the more safety.

Second step, make the wards. Yeah not a lot of steps lol. I mean everything in this post, even the specialized wards section, could be accomplished by anyone with basic energy work knowledge. Nothing here is advanced or even intermediate tbh, all it takes is a bit of effort.

Do not make the wards from your own energy. You’ll be linked to them and when you’re weak, they’ll be weak which leaves your already vulnerable self even more vulnerable and they’ll subtly sap your energy, it just ain’t worth the trouble. You’ll want to keep the wards attached to a power source though so they can stay up longer and are easier to strengthen if damaged. But you also have to keep in mind that any energy connections that you make are open to tampering by outside forces.

So here’s what we’re going to do:

Write down all of your permissions and sigilize them if you want. The plan is that as you build the wards, you will “write” the permissions into the energy with your intent and mind. If that sounds like it might be difficult, then make sigils of each permission and charge them before attempting to create the wards. You’ll also need something to act as a “generator”* that you can attach the wards to and use to charge them if they get weak. Clear quartz would be the best but literally anything that energy would move easily through will work. Just make sure to cleanse it before beginning.

Alright so once you have everything ready, begin to create energy walls through visualization. Command the ambient energy of ~the universe~ to climb up the wall until it reaches the top and is stable. Do the same thing for all of the walls and ceiling and floor. As you are doing this, write your permissions into the energy using your intent and mind. Basically, just think about them really hard while building the wards :V. If you elected to make the sigils, draw the sigils with the energy on each plane and melt them into the energy of the wards.

Once everything is stable, find a spot where you want to put the generator, the most protected place of the house according to the wards would be best such as a closet. It needs to be accessible though. Once you got a good spot, connect the wards to it with an energy tether. Visualize a cord of energy extending out from the wards and attaching to the object. Charge it a bit with your energy and direct the energy to flow from the object to the wards, you don’t want all of the ward energy flowing into the object. You can visualize arrows in the tether that point from the object to the wards if you want. Once you ensure that the connection only runs one-way, ward the object with more wards or a circle. You’ll want it to be protected from tampering and you might want to make multiple generators just in case.

If you want to remove permissions, you gotta redo the whole thing lol. But if you want to add new permissions, you can do so through the use of sigils of energy on each plane or by “writing” them in energy again and pushing that energy through a generator. Generators are 100% unnecessary by the way, they just make maintenance so much easier so I recommend.    

Congrats you did it

*There’s a legit word for this but I forgot it so you get generator instead. Bonus points if you use a generator crystal.

Allies for Warding

I often enlist the help of my allies or nature spirits to help in ward creating and boosting. Now I’d be careful of asking just anyone to help you with your wards, I once had a spirit who helped me with my wards turn them against me when she revealed her true colors. For that reason, I am just going to focus on nature spirits as allies and you can use your own judgement on whether or not you want your companions to partake in your ward making. However, before I go into that, I do just want to mention that forming an alliance or contract with a spirit for them to act as a sort of security guard has been helpful for me and I’d recommend that if it is something that may interest you.

Okay so the reason why I recommend nature spirits for ward allies is because the many of them are fine with lending you their energy for little to nothing in return. I mean it’s always nice to thank them for their hard work though. The Sun, Moon, and planets are very powerful entities that bring in all kinds of energies that can mesh well with different forms of wards. However, plants and rocks are just as good and often lend unique abilities to you. All you really need to do is to ask them if they’d be willing to lend you some support or energy in your wards, how they will do that, and what they would like in return. Protective stones and plants obviously would work the best but it’s good to know just how they will work so you can be sure that their methods don’t conflict with your wards.

Here’s a list of a few good plants that I’ve used and how their protection manifested (UPG):

  • Angelica is the best for defensive wards. It’s very good at building and reinforcing energy walls/barriers and making multiple layers of them. It dispels negative forces by building said walls and then “pushing” them out of the defended area. I recommend this herb for any warding system. It’s just one of the best protection herbs in the game xP
  • Roses can actually be used for protection, those thorns aren’t just for show after all. They’re not too powerful but if you want a bit of offense to your wards they’d be pretty good. They act like a barbed wire on a fence, more of a deterrent than a serious hazard but will still do some damage to anyone who tries to bust through.
  • Peppers are much more powerful offensive allies. They often lend the element of fire to your wards so they burn and scorch foes. A particularly powerful one or many together can even set fire to an opponent. Unless your wards are designed around fire it might be best not to go too overboard with peppers since they can sometimes “overpower” other facets of your wards on accident.
  • Rosemary, Basil, and Cedar all are good general boosters that will strengthen the energy and defensive power of your wards. Plant rosemary at the weakest spot in your wards for extra protection there.

Of course, there’s many more plants and some will work good, even better than the ones that I’ve mentioned, while others will work horribly. Asafoetida is my one of favorite herbs and is probably one of the strongest protective herbs however it is absolutely useless for warding. Why? Because it’s super good at anti-magic and neutralizing energy and guess what your wards are made from? Now a crafty person may be able to work in asafoetida so it neutralizes all enemy attacks but you risk nullifying your own wards since the herb is known for nullifying all magic in an area, not just bad energy and other routes are so much more efficient at accomplishing that same task. So the point of this was so that you recognize that just because some online correspondence sheet says that an herb is “protective”, that doesn’t mean that it will always be beneficial to you. Talk to the plant, ask it what it can do for you and see if that’ll be helpful. And like I said earlier, this can be extended to rocks, planetary bodies, etc. not just plants.

Ward Upkeep

Wards aren’t permanent and they’ll need to be updated and refurbished every so often. It’s good to have a schedule for this sort of thing, you know something like: check the stability of the wards once a week and then completely redo them once a month. Yes, completely redo them. Over time your wards may take hard to repair/irreparable damage or just slowly weaken. It’s easier and better to just dismantle all of the wards and redo them from time to time instead of trying to hold them together with a lot of energy duct tape. How often you do these things is up to you but you should definitely check your wards after any attack or breach. It’ll also be helpful to power up your wards if you are expecting an attack. You can strengthen them simply by pushing more energy in through the generator or creating a whole new layer of energy just as you created the original. Just for your information, here’s some things that can weaken your wards:

  • Spirit or magical attacks
  • Spirit traffic (frequent conjuring/calling spirits, allowing for the passage of random spirits, spells to draw spirits to you, etc.)
  • Residual or stagnant energies sitting around because of infrequent cleansings
  • Some spells or spell ingredients (For example, asafoetida as I mentioned earlier but also any anti-magic ingredient if used frequently. Also if you cast spells in a warded place, sometimes that energy will need to leave through your wards depending on their purpose and frequent castings can weaken them)
  • Other shit
  • Time

Doing ward upkeep can also help you figure out what is working and was isn’t working, what kind of protections go well together and what kinds don’t, etc. You will have to add modifications based on situations so don’t think that once you throw up your wards you’ll never have to interact with them again.

Catsitting | Kyungsoo

Pairing: Kyungsoo x reader
Genre: fluff, slight-but-not-really angst, Hybrid!AU
Words: 6.6k+

You somehow find yourself ‘catsitting’ for your best friend while he’s on a week-long trip. The only problem? His ‘cat’ hates you.

Originally posted by glorious-soobooty

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anonymous asked:

A scenario of a reverse-harem situation of the Valentines day in P5 with Akira, Akechi (especially him <3), Ryuji and Yusuke (and maybe Mishima and/or Iwai if it doesn't get too long)? But instead of the girl already dating them, they are just all interested in her and realize they have competition and try to one-up each other (I like jealousy but hate cheating). She is oblivious and thinks they get along well. Bonus points if Yusukes says he wants to draw her nude in front of the other guys.

Absolutely none of them would do this but I love this idea so much?? hello host club Thank you for the prompt, and I hope you like it!

Note: I’ll be writing this in second person, so I hope you don’t mind!

WARNING: spoilers ahead. Please read at your own discretion.

“My dear, I… have something to tell you,” Akira stated softly, a desirous twinkle in his pitch-black eyes as he brushed your hair behind your ear. His fingertips caressed your cheek, the delicate sensation eliciting a tingly shudder from you. “I-”

“I beg your pardon, but what is the meaning of this?” Yusuke’s typically elegant cadence had now turned dark, the threatening edge slicing through the formerly romantic atmosphere like a blade through paper as the chime of Leblanc’s front door greeted him. A bouquet of hand-picked flowers was nestled in his pearly gloved hands, his steely orbs narrowing at the despicable sight of Akira attempting to enthrall you.

“I must concur with Kitagawa, I would like an explanation as well,” another voice demanded, his inflection as silky as his shoulder-length, chestnut hair that was currently fashioned into a neat ponytail.

“The hell’s Akechi doin’ here?!” Ryuji’s boisterous voice startled everyone as he burst through the door, and right as the door was about to click shut, a hand had halted any further movement.

“Jeez, Sakamoto… you could have at least held the door,” the owner of the hand complained, stepping through the entrance to reveal Mishima’s petite form. All of the boys present sported sleek suits of differing colors, and they sized each other up before diverting their gaze to Akira, who still had his palm gently pressed on your cheek.  

Akira sealed his eyelids shut and chuckled triumphantly, retracting his hand from your face to adjust his jet-black glasses with his leather fingertips. “You’re all far too late… not that any of you would have had a chance in the first place.”

“Kurusu… of course you’d be here already,” Akechi vehemently commented, a menacing undertone tainting his soothing voice. “With all due respect, I feel that I am the only appropriate suitor for them-”

“Oh yeah? And why is that?” Ryuji growled, daring the detective to proceed as he stuffed his fists into his pockets.

Akechi sighed and shook his head, a gloved hand raised in exasperation. “It would be a waste of valuable time to explain it to delinquents and outcasts such as yourselves; however, a sophisticated person like them would understand without my clarification, and they are the sole person who truly matters at the moment.”

“Well, you’re not wrong… a-about them mattering, I mean. But if anyone is a good match for them, it’s me. The rest of you have way too many issues,” Mishima chided, his arms slowly crossing as he leaned back slightly.

“Anyone that says ‘kek’ out loud doesn’t get to lecture us.” Ryuji lurched toward the admin and intimidatingly loomed over him, his chocolate eyes squinted.

Yusuke practically teleported in front of you, kneeling on a single knee and warily clasping your hand, subsequently elevating the back of it to his lips where he pressed a sweet kiss, his steely gaze never relinquishing your own. “You look breathtaking as always, my angel, but I wonder how ethereal you would appear posing nude for me, vulnerable for my eyes only…” Chuckling, the artist abruptly rose to his feet and swept you into his lithe arms, astonishing you with his unforeseen strength. “Come, let us abandon these ruffians and create beautiful art together, with our eternal love as the paintbrush!”

“You pretentious bastard!” Ryuji bellowed, charging at Yusuke’s profile to tackle him to the ground. Fortunately, Akira had caught you before you could topple into the fray of wrestling men.

“And now you’re back in my arms,” Akira grinned affectionately, his porcelain face inches away from yours. You basked in the warmth of his coffee-stained breath, and he tenderly placed you down on your feet before continuing, “Just the way it’s meant to be.“ Akira tugged you by the waist and descended his mouth to your ear, his voice husky as he whispered, “Now, what do you say we enjoy our Valentine’s Day… alone?”

A spectating Akechi scoffed at his rival as he jerked him by the collar to pry him from you. The condescension that dripped from his tone was as clear as daylight as he hissed, “As far as I’m concerned, it is not their duty to take out the trash.”

“You would know,” Mishima spat, promptly obstructing Akechi’s path to you, accompanied by the cacophony of Ryuji and Yusuke’s bickering that resonated off the walls of the desolate cafe.

Akechi’s burgundy orbs slanted and blazed with vitriol. “Out of my way, fool. The fairest royalty only deserves the most devoted prince, not some forgettable NPC that has thoroughly failed to establish an appearance as an official party member.”

“Better a forgettable NPC than a popular murderer,” Mishima snarled, the two of them quite literally butting heads.

Akira fumbled with his loosened collar a moment before he interjected, “To be fair, you’re not even supposed to be alive right now.”

Akechi spiraled around to cast a malevolent glare at the bespectacled boy, his pin-straight arms plastered to his sides as he strenuously forced his most pleasant smile. “Haha, is that so? And what nominates attic trash like you with the privilege of spending the day with them?”

“I’m the main character; it’s well within my right to steal their heart,” Akira proclaimed cheekily as he firmly tugged the rims of his crimson gloves. 

“N-not if I crush yours first,” Ryuji suddenly drawled, stumbling his way over to quarrel with a groggy expression.

“G-get back here…” Yusuke was trembling behind the blonde’s heels, outstretching his arms in a feeble attempt to clutch one of Ryuji’s broad shoulders. “W-we’re still not finished with our session of rock-paper-scissors, and it’s best two out of three.”

“J-just how intense was this game of yours?!” you inquired with bewilderment, seizing the chance to be able to speak.

Ryuji bashfully rubbed the nape of his neck, a peachy hue airbrushed on his cheeks as he asked, “A-are you worried about me…? Don’t worry, this ain’t nothin’ I can’t handle. A sweet person like you deserves a strong-”

In an instant, Yusuke spawned in front of you with one gloved hand clasping your own while the other solicitously cradled your chin between his thumb and index finger. “My love, I wholeheartedly appreciate your generous concern for my well-being, but an artist’s indomitable passion is not to be taken lightly, especially when it pertains to those they love.”

“H-hey, lemme at least finish my sentence, dammit!” Ryuji’s strong arms suddenly circled around your waist, and he rested his chin on your shoulder, his sigh tickling your ear as he breathed, “Babe… let’s get outta here so I can show ya just how happy I can make ya.”

“S-Sakamoto, you’re way too close!” Mishima chastised, hurriedly maneuvering past Akechi and Akira to wrench both Ryuji and Yusuke away from you. His hands attentively rested on your shoulders and his eyebrows furrowed as he implored, “Are you all right? I can protect you just as much as anyone else here, but we should probably bail. Wouldn’t want to miss our date, now would we?”

Your gaze plummeted to your fidgeting feet, your hands folded in front of you as you twiddled your thumbs. “I-is that really okay? You all seem like you get along so well, so I don’t want to ruin your day together.”

Time seemed to freeze as the din inside Leblanc ceased; even a pin-drop would echo like thunder in the silent vicinity. The heads of multiple males slowly protruded from behind Mishima, various eyes pasted on you as a rosy blush illuminated their cheeks. “S-so cute…” they muttered in a unison so impeccable that it could have easily been mistaken for one person.

Barely a second passed and they were already towering over you in a semi-circle, fervently pleading their cases by listing off their redeeming qualities.

“I can shamelessly eat sweets in public with you, and play video games! O-or fix your computer!” Mishima pitched first, his iron eyes shimmering with dedication.

Akechi pompously straightened his bow-tie as he declared, “I am quite reputable, both for my charisma in addition my expertise regarding pancakes. I should warn you, however: once someone has piqued my interest, I will not be quick to give up until I get what I desire.” He grasped your chin and steadily brushed his thumb over your lips, his piercing auburn stare glimpsing into your very soul.

“How preposterous. My beloved, I am certain I can bestow a most flourishing relationship befitting of someone as divine as you, although I cannot hope to immortalize such vibrancy on canvas, even if you were to… fully expose yourself.”

“Dude, keep your perverted fantasies to yourself! Anyway, it’d be really sad for someone as incredible as you to spend Valentine’s Day alone, and I promise you’re gonna have a ton of fun with me.”

“I’m perfect,” Akira announced smugly, flashing one of his signature heart-throbbing smirks, a flirtatious wink being the cherry on top as he sparkled with eye-catching allure. The remainder of the love-struck group simultaneously gasped in horror, registering that the worst possible outcome had come to fruition: Akira had achieved maximum capacity in all his stats, indicating that he was virtually unstoppable now.

“D-damn it, that super-move is a critical hit that exploits any and all weaknesses,” Mishima grimaced, feeling his own strength sap as he gaped at the universally-accredited irresistible protagonist. “N-no one’s ever been able to resist it… there’s no way we can top that.”

“N-no, we must remain persistent,” Akechi grunted as he broke out into a cold sweat, his bangs matted to the frame of his pasty face. “We cannot allow him to parch any more victims. Please, my dear… the question still remains…”

The men hooked their attention onto you once more, inhaling deeply and fervently chanting the succeeding question in flawless unanimity. “Who will be your Valentine?”

“Iwai!” you answered eagerly.

“Hah?!” the boys exclaimed in perfect synchronization, that single word shattering their determination and confidence like fragile glass.

You peered over their shoulders to wave at the gruff and moderately baffled shop owner as another moment of deafening silence wafted throughout the cafe.

“…Am I interruptin’ something?” Iwai asked, peering at the men with a severely unamused expression on his face.

“Who the hell are you?!” Ryuji questioned as the boys whipped around to sneer at the new opponent. 

Iwai sighed as he uplifted a single hand in mock surrender. “Relax. I just came here to pick up somethin’ for Kaoru.”

Akira’s expression neutralized. “It’s right there on the counter, next to the phone. Tell Kaoru I said hi.”

“Uh, sure… thanks, kid.” The airsoft shop manager tiredly retrieved his order, and right as he was about to open the door, he pivoted around toward the boys and ordered, “You all better not be doin’ anything weird.”

You shook your head vigorously and replied, “No, they were asking me to be their Valentine to try to include me in their group, but I really don’t want to interfere…” A light bulb flickered in your head as realization dawned upon you. “Wait a minute…”

Everyone’s focus was wholly plastered on you as you deliberated your next course of action. You nodded affirmatively to yourself before finally concluding, “Do you mind if I come over to the shop? It’s been forever since I’ve seen Kaoru.”

Iwai’s silver eyes expanded a fraction, but he hastily reverted to an amicable demeanor, a small smile dancing on his lips. “Yeah, I think he’d like that. He could use a friend right now.” 

“All right, let’s go!” you cheerily called as you took a few strides prior to obliviously addressing the boys that were now paralyzed with absolute shock and horror. “Have a good Valentine’s Day, guys!”

You promptly departed for the gun shop with Iwai, and as soon as the front door of Leblanc slammed shut, the boys you unintentionally rejected plunged to the floor face-first, tragically spending the duration of Valentine’s Day immobilized by their suffering and the agonizing deprivation of yet another romance route.

anonymous asked:

“you’re really invested in your tv show/book/etc and i don’t think you understand how much your absentminded petting is getting to me but like hell am i gonna ask you to stop“ !!

Poe has a thing about his hair. Touch it and he purrs. Pet it, he melts. Pull it… well. Yeah. That’s… yeah. His hypersensitivity has never been an issue before. People who get close enough to get their hands all up in his curls are generally doing so with pretty specific intentions, and even if they’re not, they learn fast how the tide’s rolling. 

But then people aren’t Finn.

Finn who learns scary fast, but is still playing catch up when it comes to a lot of social cues, particularly those centred around touch. Poe has a feeling Finn might have been a tactile person anyway—takes one to know one—but growing up in an insulated body glove obviously hasn’t done him any favours. 

These days Finn touches everything - fingers tracing the gouges in the mess hall tables as he eats, palms pressing against the bark of the megaflora that surrounds the new base like he can feel the sap pumping if he concentrates hard enough. Poe finds it both endearing as hell and teeth-grittingly motivating during those missions he gets the First Order square in his crosshairs.

Finn’s not as physical with people yet — or at least not ones he doesn’t know well. Poe’s obviously not in that category though, which brings him back to his current predicament. 

Finn’s leaning back against the head of the bunk, a data pad propped on his knees as he reads something distracting enough that he hasn’t noticed what’s going on with Poe yet. Poe’s not really sure if that’s a blessing or a curse, to be honest. Because on the one hand, Poe probably looks a special kind of stupid right now, processor parts forgotten on the floor in front of him as he all but drools into his own lap. On the other, if Finn keeps this up too much longer, Poe’s libido is going to start knocking insistently on the situation and that’s… not ideal.

Because Finn’s his friend. Finn’s his friend who’s still learning what it means to have friends and Poe doesn’t want to fuck that up for him. Which means Finn’s deft fingers twisting through his hair and scratching lightly against his scalp is fast becoming A Problem.

Finn hums lightly behind him—a noise Poe’s come to associate with him reading something particularly interesting—and Poe has to bite his lip against humming for his own more inappropriate reasons as Finn’s fingers card through the closer cropped curls at the nape of his neck.

Poe clears his throat. Then has to try again when he almost whimpers instead. “Ah, buddy?”


Finn’s petting doesn’t even pause. Poe’s done nothing to deserve this sort of temptation.

“I’m ah… getting a little distracted down here.”


Finn’s touch halts but he doesn’t pull his hand back and Poe finds himself swallowing hard against the instinct to push back into Finn’s palm.

Finally Finn says, “In a good way or a bad way?”

And that’s… huh. Poe cranes his neck back to look up at Finn’s face and finds a soft smile waiting for him, Finn’s eyes amused and… knowing.

“Fuck,” Poe says. “Who told?”

Finn huffs a laugh, thumbing lightly behind Poe’s ear. “Jess.”

Of course it was Pava. Poe would be annoyed but the way Finn’s looking at him as he smooths his fingers back through his hair, he has a feeling he’s gonna end up buying her a cake.

Poe lets his eyes flutter shut as he feels Finn’s movements turn deliberate, fisting a grip at the back of his head and… yeah. Shit. Poe’s breath catches which is probably the only thing that saves him from flat out moaning.

“You should come up here,” Finn says, voice drawn tight and Poe would be relieved he’s not the only one affected here but he’s too busy giving himself over to Finn’s very nice, very competent hands.

“I should definitely come up there,” Poe says. He’s about to get right on that when Finn’s grip shifts and twists and Poe’s hips go rogue, bucking instinctively up and fuck, he’s hard, when did he get hard?

“Oh wow,” Finn says. “Jess wasn’t kidding.”

“I’m gonna kill her,” Poe says, strangled.

Finn laughs like he’s just so delighted and Poe would bask in the warmth of it but Finn’s also taken it upon himself to manhandle Poe up onto the standard-issue mattress, a move that makes an entirely different sort of heat suffuse Poe’s limbs.

Force, did Pava just write out an itemised list or something?

Poe finds himself flat on his back, Finn braced over him, grinning like Poe’s a new dessert he has yet to try. It puts Finn’s very nice shoulders in optimal clutching range and Poe isn’t going to shirk that opportunity, no sir.

“Hi,” Finn says softly and Poe realises he’s grinning so wide his cheeks hurt. Fuck he hasn’t felt this stupid for someone since…ever.

“Hi back.”

Finn dips down, mouth dizzyingly close and Poe very nearly whimpers when he stops just short of his lips, because fuck.

“I ah… you should probably know I have no idea what I’m doing,” Finn says, and ah, that answers that question then.

Poe slides his hands up to scritch through the hair where it’s growing out at the nape of Finn’s neck, easing the nervous tension the best way he knows how.

“Well,” Poe says, struggling to gather his thoughts in the face of Finn humming into his touch like a spoiled loth-cat, shit. “We can slow our roll a bit. Pull back and talk a few things through…”

“Or?” Finn says, dipping toward Poe’s mouth again like a faulty grav drive. The move brushes their noses together, something that probably shouldn’t make Poe’s toes curl but here they are.

“Or,” Poe swallows harshly against the instinct to just tip his chin up, turn things wet and hot and fast, but no - this is Finn’s show. This needs to be Finn’s show. “We can wing it. Do what feels right, speak up when something doesn’t…” 

Finn’s eyes snap back up to his at that and Poe very nearly chokes on the want behind the look. “You’ll show me how?”

Fuck. “Yeah,” Poe says, and he’s gonna need some sort of award for how steady his voice is here because seriously. “Yeah, I’ll show you how.”

The smile that slips across Finn’s features is like a sunrise, slow and syrup sharp. Poe wants to taste it. “We’re gonna do this.”

It’s not a question, but Poe answers it by meeting Finn’s mouth on a groan anyhow.

Make A Stark ~Part 4 - Robb Stark x Reader

Okay, so this part is… pretty crap. Not gonna lie. I am sorry guys and I’m sorry it took so long. 

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3

Originally posted by richard-madden

“Where’s Robb?” You blinked wearily looking around your room only to find your handmaiden and no Robb,

“He had to attend to some business, my lady.” By the way she took a moment to reply you knew there was something wrong,

“He is in trouble with his father, isn’t he?” Your handmaiden looked down at her hands before nodding slightly,

“Not his father, my lady.” You sat up slightly, your head full of confusion,

“What do you mean?” the young girl hesitated again,

“There is to be a visitor to Winterfell, my lady, your father is to be here soon.” You sat bolt upright,

“Get me prepared to go out, now.”

“My lady, I do not think…”

“It would not be a good idea, (y/n).” Robb appeared at your door but you didn’t great him so lovingly,

“Why did you not tell me my father was riding here?”

“Leave us,” Robb spoke to the maid and she scurried out quickly as his relaxed mood changed bitterly, “you are not to see him when he arrives.”


“I believe he intends to take you home, I cannot have that my darling.” You looked at him sadly,

“I cannot defy my father Robb…”
“Yes you can,” he strode over to you as you stood and went to gaze out of the window again, resting his hands on your waist with a sigh, “he is a manipulative abusive man and l don’t want to live without you. I

can’t.“ He spun you around in his arms and pulled you closer to him, embracing you carefully and resting his head on yours but you were preoccupied, you didn’t wrap your arms around his this time. You couldn’t hold anyone, you were too busy holding a grudge against your father.

It was hours before your father and his men rode into Winterfell and you had since changed for the first time in days. You watched as he paraded himself around the Starks as they stood proud in the courtyard, Robb had demanded that you stay in your room but he said nothing about watching. You could see your second eldest brother with him, he was the best of your brothers but hid it well, he used to show you a little kindness when you were back at home and you hoped that it would remain that way. You watched as your father dismounted, closely followed by your brother, and greeted Ned harshly completely ignoring Lady Stark and walking away sternly with Lord Stark - Robb following quickly. You were startled away from your door by a knock, you already knew who it was, “Alix, it’s been a while.”

“(y/n).” Even now he kept his distance from you, it seemed like too much time without you around had made him more alike to your brothers.

“What do you and father want here?” you demanded,

“Lovely to see you too dear sister” he laughed,

“I am not messing around, what do you want?”

“Well, father was planning on taking you home and marrying you off to some lord but now you have disgraced yourself no one will have you.” he mocked and seemed to snigger, he wasn’t the brother you knew,

“What has happened to you?”
“To me? I am not the one giving themselves to every lord you see,”
“I haven’t given anything to anyone, I was sick, Alix! I was ill and Robb helped me. That is all that happened.”  Alix looked at you for a moment before his smirk fell from his face,

“You’re being serious? Nothing happened?”

“No! Nothing happened and now my reputation is ruined and like you said no one will have me. I’ll be some spinster disowned by father.” You raked your hands through your hair, “What is father saying to Robb, to Lord Stark?”

“I don’t know…” you both looked at each other in a slight panic before you heard shouting coming from the courtyard outside.

You bolted to the window looking out to see Robb a fingertip away from your father as he screamed bloody murder. You looked back at your brother dangerously before grabbing your furs and running from the room.

“Father!” you stormed towards him, not caring who was looking, “What in the whole of Westeros do you think you are doing?” You stood between Robb and your father almost protectively as if you were shielding him from your fathers sharp tongue and fast sword.

“I send you here as a respectable girl and yet you whore yourself out to northern boys.” He spat.  His words and you could almost feel Robb tense behind you, “All you women are the same. Whores”  Robb moved to stand before you instead seeming to stand taller as the young wolf protected you,

“How dare you speak to her like that, this ‘woman’ is more respectable than you will ever be.”

“I was right to get rid of your mother after she had you, wish I had done the same with you” your father’s snarl was one you were used to but his words never failed to hurt you.

“You need to learn to keep your mouth shut” Robb’s fists clenched firmly at his sides and you reached forward resting your hand on his arm to attempt to calm him, ignoring the way your father glared at the action,

“And you are any better? Using whores to keep you company - just like your father I wouldn’t be surprised if she carried a bastard just like your brother.” Robb snapped and landed a firm punch to his face, probably sapping your father’s nose and sending him to the floor. All you could do was watch.

She is your daughter and she is just as innocent as when you sent her here. I know you don’t know what it feels or looks like to care for and look after a woman but I do,” Robb placed another swift punch to your fathers face and you watched on silently, you had never had this kind of protection from anyone in your life and you had never felt your heart swell so much. With one final punch Robb spoke again, “And that was for my brother.” He spat before walking to you again, wrapping his arm around you once again,

“My darling, are you okay?” You simply looked up at him remaining silent. It was rare for anyone to see Robb in that way and although you admired his strength and adored the way he cared for you, it scared you.

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AOS Fic - In Darkness, part four

Originally posted by lasheeda

In Darkness, part one

In Darkness, part two

In Darkness, part three

Fucking finally, guys. For @gracieminabox. Probably riddled with errors. Notes at the bottom.

Warnings - Angst, guys. For real. 

Bones is sleeping hard.

Jim’s been awake for a while now, at least an hour by his estimation. He doesn’t need his eyes to know that the sun’s risen; he’s been listening to the scattered birdsong that seems to universally accompany early mornings, and beyond that, there’s a subtle shift in the air, a taste, a feeling, something that Jim can’t quite put words to.

He’s getting antsy. He’s let Bones sleep in for as long as he dares, an unspoken apology for his acerbity yesterday, but Bones’ words keep echoing in his mind, and stumbling around in the dark is unsettling enough without dull ache in his eyes reminding Jim that his vision, his future, is on the line.

“I don’t know if I can fix it, Jim.”

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anonymous asked:

God I love your writing it's so great and your portrayal of the characters just draws me in and makes me want to know everything I'm just such a sap for domestic fluff. Especially RexObi in the b99 au. Like I just wanna know what their married life is like. What's their downtime like, what do their wedding rings look like? What did they have for dinner? Who says I love you the most? What I'm trying to get at. Is you're brilliant and you draw me into the world.

Friend, how are you so sweet thank you so much.  Domestic fluff is my jam and there is a real possibility I will write like a 20k fic where they go grocery shopping and argue about the best way to pick out produce.

Their wedding rings are just simple platinum bands, although you just know Anakin and Fives tried to convince them to use like shitty 20 cent rings from machines or a ring pop.

“I know you’re being facetious,” Obi-Wan said, “but just in case you convince yourself this is an actual option, I am not giving Rex a ring pop.”

“First of all, talk like a normal person,” Anakin said.  “And who’s being facetious?  I even found a blue one for your special day.”

Blue is not a flavor.”

“Then what flavor is it?” At Obi-Wan’s frown, Anakin said,  “Ha!  You don’t know, do you?”

“It’s not blue,” Obi-Wan said.

“Yes, it is!”  He shoved the ring pop in Obi-Wan’s face.  “Admit it!  Admit blue is a flavor!”

Ten minutes later found Shmi stepping around Anakin’s desperate attempts to prevent Obi-Wan from throwing the ring pop out the nearest open window.

“It’s so good to have you boys home again,” she said, and went to pour a drink.

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Honeymoon night with BTOB scenario please~ kamsahamnida!

This was so cute, thank you so much for the request!! 😭 I died at least seven times thinking about this. Also, thank you for your patience, I hope you enjoy!!

Eunkwang: He would have had butterflies before and during the reception, but honeymoon night calms his nerves a bit because it’s all about you two. Ever since you got engaged, Eunkwang was insistent on taking you to Italy, and he even learned Italian phrases for the trip. He’d give you a new pet name every two seconds. “Vita mia” “Amore mio”. He would be holding your hand the entire time you explore Venice, and it’s almost impossible to get him to stop smiling. You’d go on the gondola around sunset, and he’d duet a love song with the gondolier and look lovingly into your eyes when he’s singing. He would take so many selfies and tourist-y pictures with you to commemorate the best night of his life. Not that his pictures of you weren’t enough, he’d definitely get one of the street painters to paint a portrait of you two. He would want to keep it to himself, and you would say “We’re married, what’s yours is mine!” And he melts because he really can’t believe he’s actually married to you. He always wanted to do one of those cheesy spaghetti scenes with you in a romantic restaurant, but his luck didn’t work that way so he would lift some spaghetti off your fork to put in his mouth and you end up kissing. “I needed an excuse to kiss you.” And you would laugh and remind him again that you’re married, so he doesn’t need an excuse. He blushes because he remembers how lucky he is to have you, and he makes sure to tell you exactly why he’s lucky the entire way back to your hotel.

Minhyuk: Minhyuk wants you to see something that is nearly as beautiful as he sees you. He would take you to Mexico to see the beautiful beaches and the calming waterfalls. He’d have his arm around your waist at all times. At some point, he’d feel bad for putting you through the excessive walking, so he’d give you a piggy back ride to each destination. He’d take you to one of the famous hidden beaches, so you could cuddle on the sand and play in the water. When you’re in the water, he makes sure his hand is always on you somewhere, even if you can swim. He especially loved taking you to the more shaded area of the water, having your legs wrapped around his waist and just spend a lot of your time kissing and he lost it every time you smiled in between kisses. You leave by sunset to head back to the hotel where you get room service and feed each other chocolate and strawberries and drink wine. He probably wrote a list of reasons why he fell in love with you, and he read every single reason to you that night because it was too cheesy and long to include in your vows. He pulls you closer as you two lay in bed and you kiss his nose and he scrunches his face in that cute smile he does because you’re too cute to handle.

Changsub: Since you made Changsub the happiest man on earth, he would take you to the happiest place in the world. Disney World is always magical, no matter how old you are and no matter how many times you’d been there. It’s almost impossible to be bored there, with all the rides and parades and characters. You’d tell him to film one of the parades, and he would start doing so but eventually his camera made its way to you because he’d rather remember how happy you were in that moment rather than the parade itself. You’d have to convince him to go on certain rides. “Changsub, there are ten year olds going on this ride.”  You would melt at the way he looks at the kids in the park with adoration, especially when he says, “We’ll bring our kids here in a couple of years, right?” You two were already married, but he took your ring off and re-proposed to you in front of Cinderella’s Castle to see the reaction of everyone around you, and you played along. You’d jump into his arms and he’d kiss you, but when you put the ring back on he gets all serious, “You’re never allowed to take that ring off again, okay?” He’d wrap his arm around your shoulder, but it’s too hot so you hold hands instead. You’d wait in line to meet your favorite Disney characters and die a bit inside because of how excited you are to see them! He’d lowkey be jealous though because Gaston was looking at you a little too intensely, and probably insult him or challenge him in Korean. At midnight, you would stay and watch the fireworks by Cinderella’s Castle. When you head back to the hotel, you two would probably get drunk off your asses with a couple bottles of wine you get from room services and he starts belting your favorite Disney songs and you two just can’t stop laughing.

Hyunsik: Your honeymoon with Hyunsik would be on a romantic and relaxing cruise. He’d make sure everything was perfect, you’d have the best suite with access to the balcony.  You two would have a fancy dinner under the stars at night. He would gawk at seeing you in your outfit, you were almost as beautiful as your wedding night. And you would do the same because nobody looked better than Hyunsik in a suit. After dinner, you two headed back to the suite, and he’d be really cheeky. He couldn’t take his hands off you, his arms would be around your waist and you basically have to pry that boy off of you to change into more comfortable clothes. You two would have a couple of drinks on the balcony, and he would suddenly pull out his guitar and serenade you. After, he’d pull you onto his lap, kiss your shoulder, and you’d rest your head on his chest. You two would stay up all night talking. He’d want to talk about your future a lot: how many kids you’re going to have, their names, what hobbies you’d want them to take up, where you want to eventually move to. You two would watch the sunrise together and that would be your cue to sleep. Hyunsik’s sleepy voice was released to “hmm”s and “oh”s, and he’d wake up each time you played with his hair. “You’re going to let me sleep without having a kiss first?” And when you kiss his nose he’d smile and kiss you gently on the lips.

Peniel: Peniel wouldn’t mind going anywhere as long as you’re there, but I feel like he would really want to do something more on the adventurous side; like maybe honeymoon in the mountains where it’s cozy because that’s exactly what he is. He probably started a bucket list of things he wanted to do with you, and your honeymoon would be the beginning of it all. A lot of which he would have to convince you to do, like zip lining or hot air ballooning. He’d assure you saying that he’d never let anything bad happen to you, and he might try to guilt trip you and be like “You don’t love me anymore” even though you just got married a few days ago. He’d be super cuddly the entire time, hugging you from behind when you’re walking, having his hand on the crook of your neck. Every time you looked over at him he would have that youthful smile where his eyes crinkle up. You two promised not to go on social media or on your phones too much, but he can’t stop himself from sneaking pictures of you. He’d also be documenting a lot of your honeymoon on his camera. He’d definitely be a sap and want to go to the beach with you at sunset and laze around (but long walks on the beach with you were definitely on his bucket list). He’d be on the more emotional side, like while you’re walking he’d suddenly start bringing up old memories with you and talk about when he first fell in love with you and you’d talk about how happy you both are to have met each other and I feel like someone might start tearing up. And you’d have dinner by the beach before you head back up to the cozy cabin.

Ilhoon: Normally, Ilhoon would spoil you, but on your honeymoon, Ilhoon would bend over backwards. You’d probably spend your honeymoon somewhere in Europe - probably London to fulfill his English boy aesthetic. He’d speak lots of English because he knows you think it’s cute. You’d walk the streets of London with his hand on the small of your back, and he’d be admiring you a lot. He might not like PDA normally, but he’s definitely all about it since it’s just you two. He would take you to expensive stores and buy you everything you wanted, and show you some of the tourist attractions. Ilhoon really pesters you to get matching tattoos with him on your honeymoon even though you could get it at any other time, but Ilhoon would be insistent that it would be more meaningful if you got it then and there. He’d want to take you up in the London Eye, have champagne with you and see the city in the sunset from up high while he’s holding you. Looots of kissing, and he’d probably have to control himself when you two get off, probably very frisky when you two get back to the hotel. He also makes a point to carry you in bridal style because it’s one of those honeymoon cliches that he always wanted to do.

Sungjae: Knowing how you stressed for the wedding, Sungjae would be nervous for the honeymoon because he would want everything to be perfect. He’d want to take you somewhere like Fiji because it’s basically paradise. You picnic on the beach and talk about how much you love the islands and how beautiful it is. And he’d be like “You’re more beautiful,” and you look at him and start laughing because it was really cheesy, and he scoffs and pretends to be offended. “We’re married now, you have to get used to it.” He’d cross his arms and pout until you kiss him to make up for it. You may be officially married now, but that never stopped you from teasing each other and playfully fighting, and it always ends in one of you clinging to the other for forgiveness. “I can’t believe I’m officially Sami’s parent.” You’d think he’d get jealous because he swears you love Sami more than him, but instead he’d just smile and pull you into a tight hug and say that Sami’s lucky. He definitely planned something romantic for you back at the hotel, and he’s dying for you to see it so he’d beg to have an early night even though you two barely went in the water. When you two change, he leads you to the outside dining area and it’s empty with fairy lights hanging and a rose by your plate. You two would have the best dinner, but then when you get back to your room, he probably had room service plan something romantic like dousing your room in rose petals.

Pokémon in our Biomes pt. 11: Temperate Forests

“I’ve recently decided to make a series of posts with hypotheticalthinking and analyzing of what Pokémon species could potentially be found inthe world’s biomes. Not at all relative to the games, I will be focusing primarily of the elements, design, and relativity to real life flora and fauna of Pokémon to depict where different species would roam on our big blue marble.” 

For my eleventh Pokémon in our Biomes post, I will be focusing on the temperate forest biome. Although I already did a post on boreal forests, or taiga forests that are mostly made up of coniferous trees, temperate forests are found throughout Western and Central Europe, Eastern Asia, and the Eastern United States, and have mostly deciduous trees, or broad-leafed trees that will lose their leaves each winter. Unlike taiga forests, temperate forests have a very thick and rich layer of soil, which is due to the abundant rainfall and wide variety of plant life. Temperate forests have more distinct and even seasons, and don’t have to spend most of the year in a cold winter spell. This allows for certain plants and animals that would for lack of a better term be less adapt to more Northern climates.

Being born and raised in Northern Ontario, there is an unprecedented beauty when the fall rolls around. Although most of the area around my hometown is surrounded by taiga forests, there are quite a few temperate forest areas, particularly around the lakes around town.  This mixture of different forests allows for a huge amount of wildlife, and I have seen in person wild moose, lynx, owls, rabbits, and the list goes on. Although I haven’t seen wild wolves (yet), I used to do wolf calls at my grandparent’s place and sure enough they would howl back.

Temperate forests are a pretty easy place to live. Although many mammals and birds need to either migrate or hibernate for the winter months, the summers are very warm and pleasant. Because of the amount of rainfall, there are many freshwater bodies that are associated with temperate forests. I imagine that in the anime, this is generally the type of forest that Ash and his friends travel through. This post may have to be made in two parts.

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Malia- You Already Are

Request-  Hi Hun! Can I request a Malia x fem reader where The reader is a kitsune (so a fox and a wolf) and the reader is actually super cute and adorable and Malia is super protective over her. And then between home stress(her parents don’t know about her supernatural) and school and everything she just has a meltdown in school (with powers going wack too) and malia helps her and they go home and cuddle. Idk just kinda cute :) and I love maliaaa

A/N- Same. Malia is my everything. She’s come so far and I really love writing for her character. Enjoy! 

“Psst. Hey, Y/n,” Malia hissed. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” you whispered softly, glancing back at your girlfriend, who was sitting behind you. You loved Malia, but she had a tendency to not hold anything back. You on the other hand, you weren’t so forthcoming with information, but Malia had a feeling she knew what this was about.
You had been upset ever since Kira had left, and it wasn’t just because she had been both you and Malia’s best friend. She had been the only other kitsune you knew, and since you were adopted as a baby, your parents had no idea what you were. You couldn’t even get in contact with your real ones because it was a closed adoption, and without Kira and her parents to help you figure everything out, you felt incredibly alone.
You and Kira had managed to figure out that you were a wind kitsune sometime during the mess with the Nogitsune. He had been searching for other kitsunes in the area, trying to find someone who was willing to help him cause chaos. You had no idea how he had found you, just that he had showed up in the dark school parking lot after one of your tutoring sessions.
You had been completely alone, but terrified by this dead-eyed boy that you somehow knew wasn’t human, at least not entirely. When your fear caused an enormous gust of wind to send him flying backward into one of the streetlights, you had a sneaking suspicion that it had come from you.
It wasn’t long until you had run into Kira, who had been sent to you by her mother and father. Apparently, during one of the times he threatened her, the Void spirit had bragged to Mrs. Yukimura about having another kitsune at his disposal. He shouldn’t have counted his chickens.
When they quickly learned you weren’t on his side and that you barely had any idea what you were, they immediately brought you into the fold. You quickly learned about kitsunes, werewolves, hunters, and every other charming trait that Beacon Hills had to offer. It wasn’t as bad as it had originally seemed and, through the pack, you had met Malia.
Her brash, confident attitude immediately drew you to her, despite your tendency to hold your tongue. Malia was completely different from you, but she had never failed to stand up for you, even over something small. Yes, she could be a little protective. That much was evident at the short growls she let out when she caught someone trying to flirt with you, but you knew she loved you.
That was why she was bugging you now, her persistent voice soft in your ear as you struggled to scribble down your text analysis. She was just worried.
With the stress of dealing with your abilities on your own and the fact that you didn’t really have anyone to go to for help, you had been pretty stressed. That, coupled with the guilt you felt because Kira had been the kitsune affected by the Dread Doctors and not you, seemed to be enough to send you over the edge. You were nervous all the time, constantly fearing that you would hurt someone else. No one seemed to be able to console, except for Malia…usually.
“Y/n, come on,” she whispered. “I know something’s wrong. You smell like fear and anxiety. And I love you, but it reeks.”
“I can’t do this,” you said quietly. “I don’t know anything about…what I am. What if I can’t control it? What if I hurt someone?”
“You won’t,” Malia insisted.
“You can’t know that!” you protested.
“Y/n, Malia?” your teacher, Ms. Flynn asked, raising her eyebrows from the front of the room. “Do I need to separate you?”
“No, Ma’am,” Malia answered quickly. “Y/n just wasn’t feeling well.”
“Is that so?” the woman asked. “Well, then maybe she would be better off going to the nurse instead of chitchatting. Would you like the hall pass, Y/n?”
You nodded quickly, rising from your seat. Malia quickly jumped up to follow you, but Ms. Flynn held up her hand. “Hold it. I said Y/n could go, not you, Malia.”
“I…I feel like I’m going to pass out,” you lied. “Could she please come with me?”
Ms. Flynn scoffed. “Nice try girls.”
You looked around and noticed that everyone was looking at you. You swallowed thickly, hating that you and Malia had drawn the attention of everyone in the room. Your heart seemed to thump louder in your chest and before you realized what was happening, the wind started to whip outside. The few trees below the school started swaying in the wind, twisting and shaking.
Malia looked at you, her eyes wide as Ms. Flynn and the rest of your class gazed out the window.
“Woah,” a girl said from the back of the class. “It was not like that five minutes ago.”
“Hm,” Ms. Flynn remarked. “There was no storm in the forecast. Either way, it can’t touch us in here. Get back to wor-”
Before she could finish her sentence, the windows were blown open. Half the class screamed as hair, pencils, and paper went flying. Ms. Flynn ran over to the windows, attempting to close them, but the wind was too strong.
Malia stared at you in shock, mouthing “What are you doing?”
You shook your head helplessly, stumbling back as your hair blew out from your face. You didn’t know what was happening, just that it was your fault.
Leaves fluttered in from outside as various things were blown about the room, and Ms. Flynn yelled for everyone to get under their desks. Malia pulled you under one quickly, wrapping her arms around you and whispering in your ear as you tightly shut your eyes.
“It’s okay,” she murmured. “Calm down, Y/n. I know you can do this. I know you have control. I’ve seen it.”
“I can’t,” you mumbled into her shirt.
“The hell you can’t,” she hissed. “I’ve seen you save people, Y/n. I’ve seen you protect me and yourself. So what if Kira left? You don’t need her here to show you how strong you can be. You already know. You already are.”
At the sound of Malia’s soft voice in your ears, you found yourself calming down. All the tension that had been building up inside you for the past few days subsided. You realized she was right. Slowly, the wind began to calm down and everything that had been swept around dropped to the floor.
Kids slowly began to creep from their desks and Malia helped you out from under the one that had sheltered you. The second you stood up, a wave of dizziness hit you, and you were listing off your feet.
“Woah,” she grunted, catching you just before your head could connect with the wood of a desk. “Ms. Flynn, can I please take her to the nurse?”
Malia’s tone was angry and dangerous, and you were certain that even if the class hadn’t just suffered from a spontaneous windstorm, Ms. Flynn still would have been unsettled enough to let you both leave.
The woman cleared her throat. “Of-of course, girls. Everyone else, back in their seats.”
Malia quickly shoved both of your things into your backpacks and tossed the two of them on her shoulders. Then she wrapped her arm around your waist and ushered you out of the classroom.
“Thank you,” you told her as the door shut behind you.
“You’re welcome,” she told you firmly, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “We have to find someone who can help you. I’ll do it myself if I have to.”
“Do you mean that?” you asked, looking up at her with wide eyes.
At your question, Malia turned her face toward you and looked into your eyes with fierce determination. “Of course.”
In seconds, she was leaning down and pressing her lips against yours in a kiss that told you that you would never have a reason to doubt her. She kept her hands on your waist to keep you steady until she finally pulled away. When she did, it left you slightly lightheaded, but that had nothing to do with your energy-sapping powers. That time was all her.
“Come on,” she told you, a small hint of a smile on her face as she led you back down the hall. “I’m taking you home.”
“We can’t just leave,” you protested.
“Says who?” Malia asked you. “You deserve it, Y/n. I’m taking you home whether you like it or not, and I’m going make you hot chocolate, or whatever you want, and we’re just gonna chill, okay?”
You felt your chest constrict at Malia’s words. She had no idea how much they meant to you, how much she meant to you after everything that had happened. She had been right in that classroom, because maybe Kira was gone, but you knew you could figure this out on your own, as long as you had Malia.
You simply nodded at her as she stood in the hall, knowing you couldn’t express how much you loved her in that one simple gesture. You might have been quiet, but she didn’t mind. You didn’t have to tell her how you felt; she could sense it. So she simply tightened her arm around you and led you back down the hall, looking forward to her night with you.

Ultimate Jasico Fic Recs - 2015

This is a masterlist of Jasico fics that I’ve hunted down over the past year. 

  • I’ve intentionally left out the most famous Jasico fics because I mean to help people find new fic. (there are still some popular ones in here though)
  • All fics are published before Jan. 1, 2016. That includes fics published before 2015.
  • Everything is from ao3 because 1) it’s less likely to be lost or deleted than fic on Tumblr, and 2) I did not want to wade through
  • All of the fics on this list are complete
  • I’ve also used my own tags for these fics. Importantly, in my tags t/w stands for “triggers OR warnings”.
  • More info about tagging is here, which may be helpful to read.
  • If you’re pressed for time, here’s the quick version

I’ve strived to make this as complete as possible, but if there are any fics that you think deserve to be here, or there are any issues with the tags, please message me!

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New Year’s Kiss

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Y/N L/N (Reader)

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Summary: Dean and the Reader bring in the new year with a classic song and the start of something new.

Word Count: 1784 (lyrics included)

Warnings: Fluff

Author’s Note: Hey guys!!! For the record, I hate doing crap on my mobile because I get frustrated. Never again. IMPORTANT: I wanted to do Kari’s aka @thing-you-do-with-that-thing New Years Quickie Challenge and I picked Dean x Reader and First Kiss. I also used one of my favorite Elton John songs The Way You Look Tonight. I hope you guys like this!! *hides face*

Originally posted by asapineapple

We never brought in the New Year with a bang.

It was usually a night in at the motel with both Sam and Dean, two bottles of Jack and embarrassing confessions that were put on blast the next day while having breakfast at the diner across the street.

Tonight was different. I could feel it.

And as Dean drove Sam and I to a local bar to bring the new year in, I couldn’t help but notice the way Dean looked at me. Green eyes stared at me through the rear view mirror longer than usual, and other times, this would have made me uneasy, but not tonight.

It actually felt good to be looked like that by Dean.

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5 Things I Learned RPing in MMOs (Or “What I’d Submit to as an Article”)

For those of you who aren’t familiar with the parlance, I’ll give you a quick crash course. “RPing” is role-playing, or pretending to be an elf in a land that’s only slightly more magical than your local Ren Faire. (At least the Ren Faire has turkey legs you can eat.) And “MMOs” are massive-multiplayer online" games. The best known is, of course, World of Warcraft, but the popularity has really picked up speed in the past decade. Playing an MMO is pretty much mainstream, and gaming companies love it, especially if they have a subscription-based game. Role-playing in it, however, is a little different. I’ve RP’d in Guild Wars 2 for four years now, after a year in WoW and 2 years in Neverwinter Nights (oh, those days of nostalgia) and I’m still going strong.

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anonymous asked:

*slides in* u got any good/cute pynch fic recs besides the fantastic ones u wrote? 0u0

LISTEN IM SMILING SO MUCH THANK YOU THAT’S VERY SWEET OF YOU!! <3 I’m glad you liked my pynch stuff! Can I know which you liked best? Just so I know which style seemed to go well for you!

As for cute pynch fics!! Okay here we go~! (They’re mostly ao3 links, but there are a couple on tumblr and stuff, so you can reblog them if you want!)

Adapting by @sergeantjane

Gangsey, super cute, no spoilers for the last book and it’s not… just pynch either. It genuinely makes me laugh and is so sweet! I have read this multiple times because I love it so much and it always makes me smile!

miraculous by @softkings

Listen… it’s really cute and the kiss holy crap I… Look, I commented on that one and it’s at the very bottom if you really wanna know what I thought of it. It’s a brilliant fic, so sweet and the kiss took my breath away!

Something other than a dream by @lostgansey

There was something very sacred and soft about this fic. It’s relaxing, but it’s relaxing in the way that it feels uncanny. Like… you feel both at home and comfortable, and you feel like youre experiencing something so new. I guess, you feel like Ronan Lynch kissing Adam Parrish ;) (Also, not always fluff, but Estrella’s writing is very emotive so check that out but like… you will cry real tears if you are a sap like I am)

To Love (and be loved in return) by @grcywrn

I’m such a sucker for soulmate AUs okay, and I also just REALLY love it when characters realise just how worthy of love they are. Also, it’s really cool because it’s not just a romantic soulmate identifying mark either… guess you’ll have to read to find out ;) (Also whilst you’re there, I suggest reading Courtney’s other pynch stuff because they’re really cute too!!)

Playing dumb by @stubbornjerk​ (again :’) )

If you read Playing Cards which I recced earlier, you’re going to love this one too! Just trust me on it haha it’s BRILLIANT

Hershey’s and other kisses by @delcanlynch

The concept is exactly what you think it is, and it is just SO SO CUTE I swear I love it and it’s as toothrottingly sweet as hershey’s itself!

Something to celebrate (AO3 link) by klainderful (I can tag them for some reason)

Okay so this was NOT what I expected but it is one of the sweetest things and it is just… so deserving of all the love okay! And wow it’s just brilliant!

With Quiet words I’ll lead you in by @greywarenmagic

So this one was one of the first ones I’ve read and I often rec it because it’s just… it’s a great one to show just how pynch, at the end of the day, are just teenage boys messing around and it’s a bit more than just cute/fluff stuff (It’s still a brilliant ending and all dw!) but it is magical and lovely and you’ll be left with the feeling of something more and it is great. I love this one so much. Also it’s like 20k and who doesn’t love long fics? 

let’s get together before we get much older by @raetxt

probably one of the more well known pynch fics around, but it is just wonderful and so emotive and also it’s just like… everything you could have ever asked for in this kind of AU. Captures them perfectly and I love it! There are just SO many feelings in this and I’m aslfdkgjlkj

Ad Meliora by @ncahczerny

I actually haven’t actually finished this, because I think I had exams (I’m on the penultimate chapter) but this was that fic that I got really excited about each time I saw there was an update! It’s honestly just so great with all the gangsey in it and it’s complete and multichaptered and everything is wonderful what more could you ask for? Nothing, honestly.

accidents by @lady-gryffindor

This is ridiculously cute okay. Not even ridiculous but it has one of my favourite kind of tropes in there and it’s GREAT and I smiled SO much when I first read it, and then I read it again and it really cheered me up when I read it! loveeee it lots~! Please please read this it’s an AU and it’s short and sweet and perfect~


since you’ve been gone, see what you have become by @eggsac

okay technically not primarily pynch but LISTEN THIS IS A BLESSING TO THE FANDOM BUT IT HAS SPOILERS FOR THE LAST BOOK but basically it is declan lynch and a certain magical child. And I love Declan Lynch with all my heart okay…


asldkfjaslkdfj there are MORE but I can’t find them rn I have such a disorganised AO3 I stg and I like so many things but I’ve yet to queue them I am terrible like that. And keep in mind this is like… only really fluffy ones I can think of, because there are other great angst and hurt/comfort-y ones out there too and adventures and ahhhh!!

But I hope this is a good list for now and I’m sorry that this took a while!!

Happy reading! <3

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“Hello, cupcake…” the rough, smoky voice of the clique’s leader echoed through the halls. Dell swallowed his nervousness down, before he turned his attention to the man in front of him that had been his walking nightmare for the last three years.
“G'day, Jane.”

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Summary: When Jude fell for him, Connor Stevens was just a minor league baseball player with major dreams of making it to the big leagues. Through all the struggles of trying to get his chance, Jude was there. But the day when Connor finally makes it is when things start changing. Finally, when their relationship is forced into secrecy, can they survive, or will Connor’s big break, break them?

A/N: Hey, here’s Chapter 2 :) I have to warn you that this story might go a little slow…there very well could be 5-8 chapters before we really hit where the summary begins. But I’m sure you guys won’t mind, because in the meantime it’ll be pretty cute/fluffy. Enjoy!

Find all previous chapters here!

Chapter 2

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