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Fanfic Recommendations! ^_^

Originally posted by jeonsshi

Hey everyone! *waves*

So, I decided to make a list of some fics I’ve read that I recommend that you guys read! (Duh @ me, hence the title of this, why are you so dumb sometimes? cx)

I spend a bit too much time reading fanfics sometimes, when I should really be either doing homework/writing my own stuff buuut… cx 

But yeah, these are going to be pretty much all BTS fics, because I’m trash that belongs in a bin somewhere buuut cx Please do check them out, I think these authors deserve recognition!

I will also update this list as I find more cx

These are also in no particular order!!

Last updated: 22/01/17

1. Wanderer by @roseok

Reader x Park Jimin - soulmate!AU (ongoing)

So, I really liked the concept of this and how beautifully written it is c: The storyline is rather quite unique (although I haven’t read a whole lot of soulmate!AUs, it does still come off as unique!)

2. The Joker by @astro-child

Suicide Squad!AU - BTS (ongoing)

So, I’m still not over how well this goes, with Jungkook as the Joker, and Jimin as Harley Quinn?? I’ve kinda been bugging Shanel over how much I liked it, but I needed her to know that I really liked it! cx

3. Catalyst : Unbroken by @zephyoongist (collaboration/one shot)

Hunter!Yoongi x Angel!Reader (One shot)

This was honestly beautifully written, the details are really well done c: And the ending, ah the feels cx

4. Tenacious by @jin-oppa

Reader x Yoongi - Mafia/gang!AU (Ongoing)

Because I’m a sucker for mafia!Yoongi cx I really liked how this was written, and it was interesting to see how each member was portrayed as a gang member c:

5. Masquerade by @happy-meo

Reader x Jimin x Hoseok - Office!AU x Hosts!AU (Completed - 4 parts with a sequel which I also recommend)

Ah, this one had me binge reading for ages cx It also had me conflicted between Jimin and Hoseok, I couldn’t choose who I wanted (Y/N) to be with cx But it was honestly written really well, I enjoyed it ^.^ (warning: This one does have slight smut in it cx)

6. Red Skies by @jungk0oksthighs

Werewolf!AU - BTS (Completed - 10 parts)

This had me curious to find out more, and it was interesting that Jungkook is the alpha here, rather than one of the older guys like Jin or Yoongi cx

7. Strings by @minsuxga

Soulmate!AU - BTS (Completed - 2 parts)

The feels with this one was too much, ah my heart T_T But it was so so well written, the details and everything, and the ending, ah my poor heart T_T

8. Out of the Egg by @happy-meo 

Jungkook x Reader - War/Rebellion!AU (Completed - 6 parts)

So, I just read the first part of this, but I’m already hooked, the concept and storyline are so good, and it’s written so well ^_^ Ah, it’s so good!

9. Wishful Wings by @writeiolite

Jimin x Reader - Royals!AU (One shot I believe cx)

This was so cute, had me swooning over Jimin (but then again, when am I not swooning over him and the rest of BTS? cx) And I really liked the detailing of the story c:

10. Heartless by @bangtan-spells

Namjoon x Reader - Fantasy!AU (One shot I think c:)

This was unique, I haven’t read any fics with this concept/storyline before c: And as with many on this list, really well-written, props to the writer! ^.^

11. sinners to saints by @seoulscapes

Jimin x Reader - Spy!AU (Ongoing)

So, there’s actually one only part of this out so far, but that first part had me intrigued and genuinely wanting to read more ^_^ I really like the concept, and it’s written really well, even the action ^_^

12. the heir by @taegonia

Jimin x Reader (I am literal trash for this boy as you can see cx) - Mafia!AU (I’m not sure of the status of this one)

Looks like I found myself a new fanfic to binge read cx I really like how it’s written, I’ve only started reading this, but I’m already really liking it so I thought I should add it to this Fic Rec list ^_^

13. blazing arrows by @daddychiminie

Jimin x Reader, ft. Jungkook (fml I’m total trash) - Supernatural!AU, Cupid!Jimin (ongoing)

I love this, love the concept of cupid!jimin, and I just love the style it’s written in, the plot is definitely really interesting, all in all great c:

14.  Sanitarium by @lthyl

Taehyung x Reader - Harley Quinn!AU (Completed - 2 parts)

This was just amazing, I really admire how well she portrays the insanity of both Taehyung and the spiraling descent into madness of Y/N, I aspire to be able to write like this c:

I will definitely be adding to this in the near future, but for now, please do check these out and support the writers! I know as a writer myself how gratifying it feels when someone leaves feedback on a story, so please do go read these, I assure you they’re good! ^_^

Request: Hi! Would it okay to make a request? Ivar x Reader have a really nasty argument right before Ivar has to sail away for a raid or something which leads to make up sex when he gets back? Sorry! I really adore you Ivar x Reader’s!

Note: The argument got a little more intense then I had intended when I started this. I hope you still like it, nony.

Warning: Contains rough smut and some violence.


“This is delicious.“  Ivar said, mouth still full of food. “Did you cook it or the slaves?”

You smiled at him. “I did. I don’t need any slaves to take care of me.”

“And you think I do?” He replied with grin.

“Well, I don’t know. Do you, son of Ragnar Lothbrok, prince of Kattegat?”

“Of course not. I just prefer not to waste time on cooking and such things. And you make it sound like I was sitting on a throne all day long, having servants tending to all my wishes.”

“Is that not what you do?” You said, giving him a mischievous grin from across the table.

He groaned and threw one of his potatoes at you. “Shut up!”

You ducked under the flying potato. “I’m just worried that no one will feed you the next few weeks.”

“Then maybe you should change your mind and come with me.”

Your grin faded and you got serious. “You know there’s nothing I want more but my father has gotten so sick and since mother died there’s no one else to take care of him.”

“I know. But I will miss you.”

You reached across the table and put your hand on his cheek. “Promise me you’ll come back to me.”

He placed his hand on yours. “Always.”

You smiled at each other and you got lost in his mesmerizing blue eyes, like you had so many times in the past.

After a while Ivar broke the silence. “Speaking of coming back, where have you been all day? I’ve been looking for you and then I saw you coming out of the forest.”

“I’ve been helping your brother.”

“Which brother?” He asked and you did not miss a certain sharpness in his voice.


“Why are you spending so much time with Ubbe recently?” He wanted to know, his tone now clearly annoyed.

You rolled your eyes. Ivar could be so loving and caring when he wanted to but sometimes he acted like a child, especially when he was jealous of his brothers.

“He is building a house for himself and Margrethe, so I figured he could use some help.” You replied, unable to hide an unnerved undertone.

“If you help him with his house then what have you been doing in the forest?”

“We’ve been cutting trees.”

“And was Margrethe also there?”

“No she wasn’t. She had other stuff to do. What are all these questions?” You were starting to lose your patience.

Ivar’s eyes narrowed. “So you’ve spend the whole day in the forest, alone with my brother. And you want me to believe you’ve been cutting trees?”

“What else would we’ve been doing, Ivar? Hmm? You tell me.” Your voice coming out louder and more angry than you had intended.

“I don’t know. That’s why I’m asking you.” He replied, his voice seeming completely calm, but you knew him well enough to know that it was very likely just the quiet before the storm. But you could not care for that now because your own anger was starting to cloud your mind. How could he dare to accuse you of such things?

“You know what, Ivar? Think whatever you want. I’m tired of your mood changing from one second to the next for no reason. If you want to go ahead and play the spoiled little prince that’s fine, but do it with someone else because I’m really tired of it.”

You saw Ivar’s eyes become dark with anger and immediately regretted your words but it was too late to take them back.

Ivar leaned over the table. “You are mine. You better don’t forget that.” He hissed.

You also leaned forward so that your face was just inches from his. His jaw was clenched and his eyes dark like the stormy sea. He radiated such anger that it scared you a bit, but you were a Viking, you were taught to never let your fear show.

“I don’t belong to anyone. You better don’t forget that.” You spat, echoing his words.

You could see him clenching his jaw even harder and releasing a stiff breath, fighting to keep control over himself. He seemed to have lost that battle because the next moment his arm shot towards you and before you could react his hand closed around your throat.

“You are mine.” He repeated, voice shaking with anger.

You tried to move away from him but his fingers were digging into the sides of your neck, giving you no chance to escape. Your air stream was completely blocked and your hands clutched around his, trying to open his grip but he was way too strong for you. As little shadows began to dance in front of your eyes you started to panic, your body demanding the air he was no longer able to get. As you let out a strangled noise, Ivar’s anger twisted face changed into a look of utter shock. It was as if he was waking up. He stared at your face, then down to his hand on your throat and very slowly his grip softened. He let go of you completely and quickly withdraw his hand as if he had burned it, his face now full of terror.

“Y/N, I….”

As the fear left your body the anger came back.

“Get out of here.” You hissed, your voice raspy, the words burning in your throat.



You had made sure he had no chance of seeing you again until he left the next morning with his warriors. You knew that Ivar had moments like this, when his anger took over and he completely lost control, you had seen it happen more then once. But so far it had never happened with you. You had trusted him, felt completely save in his presence. You knew it was stupid but there was a feeling of betrayal inside you, you couldn’t get rid of. Of course you’ve had arguments before, the kind of arguments that made everyone else flee out of the room, not wanting to become casualties while you two released earthquakes and thunderstorms. But he had never hurt or really scared you before. And now you weren’t sure if you could forgive him.

But as the weeks passed you had to admit to yourself that you missed Ivar. You were worried about him, even more than usual. If something happened to him, your last conversation would have been the worst argument you ever had.

One evening you were sitting in your hut, taking out your braids and humming some melody that was stuck in your head as you heard a noise behind you. You turned in your chair and your eyes grew wide in surprise. Ivar was leaning against the door frame, supported by his crutches. You hadn’t heard him open the door. Your first impulse was to run to him and sink into his arms but you still  weren’t sure if you had forgiven him. It took you all your inner strength to keep any emotion from your face as you looked at him. He had a crooked grin on his face but as you didn’t react at all and just kept looking at him, you could see some insecurity grow in his eyes. After a moment though, he gained back control and his grin only grew wider.

“Are you not going to ask me in?”

“Where’s the point when you are in already?” You replied, struggling to keep your voice neutral. “I didn’t know you were back.”

“We just arrived about half an hour ago.” He slowly crossed the room and stopped in front of your bed. “Come here. I’ve missed you.”

Your eyes narrowed. You couldn’t believe he could be so ignorant. “Don’t think you can command me to do anything!”

His grin came back to his face, just a hint of evil arrogance in it. “But you want to. I can see it in your eyes.”

He was right. Although you were still mad at him your body longed for his. You wanted nothing more than to feel his skin on yours, to be as close to him as you could possibly get. It made you angry that he had such an effect on you. And it made you even angrier that he knew it and that he knew how to use it against you. You stood up so fast that your chair toppled over. You went over to Ivar and stood in front of him, eyes blazing with anger.

“Don’t you dare to tell me what I want.”

His grin didn’t fade one bit. “Not even when it’s that obvious? You want me, Y/N. There’s no point in denying that.”

You hated him so much that moment, mostly for being right. You somehow had to let your anger vent and pushed against his chest with both hands, harder than you had intended to. Ivar lost his balance and as he fell backwards he let go of his crutches and grabbed your arms, pulling you down with him. You heard the crutches clatter on the floor as you fell down on the bed. Ivar quickly rolled over so that he was on top of you.

“Get off me!” You hissed and pushed against his chest.

Ivar just smirked at you and caught your wrists, pinning them to the bed above your head. Then he moved his hips so that they rocked against yours. You could feel heat shoot through your body like liquid fire and fought hard to suppress a moan. But Ivar didn’t stop, he kept grinding his hips against yours and the need to feel more of him grew bigger and bigger inside your stomach, causing your breathing to come quick and heavy.

He chuckled at you. “See? So stop struggling and let me give you what you want anyways.”

You gave him an angry hiss but had to admit defeat. He must have seen it in your eyes and placed his lips on yours, kissing you hungrily while one of his hands slid under your dress and up your thigh. He let his fingers slowly travel across your folds and gave you an satisfied yet amused grin as he found you already soaking wet. Then his lips were back on yours and he slipped one finger between your folds. You moaned into his mouth as he started to move it up and down, hitting your clit with every move. His other hand found one of your breasts and started to knead it but he quickly became annoyed by the fabric getting in his way and he retrieved his hand from between your thighs. You whimpered at the loss and he smirked, clearly pleased with himself. For a moment he fiddled with the stings that held your dress together, but soon lost his patience and just ripped it apart. He hurried to slide the fabric down your body and then discarded it to the floor. He quickly undressed himself and you took a moment to cherish the view. You adored the way the toned muscles on his shoulders and his chest worked as he moved back up to you.

“You still want me to leave?” He asked with a cocky grin.

“No.” You admitted.

“What do you want me to do then?”

You smiled and lifted your head from the pillow to kiss him again but he pushed you back down, pinning you to the bed with his body. He rocked his hips again and now that you where both naked you could feel his hard cock rub against your thigh. You sighed, half in anticipation and half in defeat. You knew he wouldn’t stop until you said it out loud.

“I want you to fuck me.”

He gave you a nod as if to say See, it wasn’t that hard. Then he pushed your thighs apart to get better access. He was hovering over you, still pinning you to the bed, not allowing you much movement. He looked down at you and pushed himself inside you with one swift movement. You gasped at the exquisite sensation of him stretching your inner walls and your eyes flew shut. Ivar leaned down and bit your shoulder.

“Keep looking at me.” He cooed.

As you opened your eyes he started to move in and out of you. He didn’t bother to go slow and picked up his pace quite quickly, his trusts fast and hard. It didn’t take long until you squirmed in pleasure but he didn’t give you much room to move, his strong arms keeping you in place and reminding you who was is control. You wrapped your legs around his waist to allow him to go even deeper. As a reward he placed a sloppy kiss on your lips. As your pleasure increases you grind your hips against his, eager to meet his thrusts, while you loudly moan out his name. Ivar places one of his hands on the head of the bed to be able to push himself into your depths with even more force than before. With every thrust he hits a magical spot deep inside of you and you scream out his name so loud you probably wake up all your neighbors.

“You know you are mine.” Ivar growls without stopping his brilliant movements and in this moment you have neither the strength nor the will to disagree.

“Yes Ivar, I’m all yours.” You pant and smirks, even increasing his efforts to make you scream out his name.

You know you are close as you feel your whole body tense. And with one forceful thrust Ivar buries himself deep inside you and spills his hot liquids. The feel of Ivar’s seed filling you is enough to drive you over the edge. Waves of pleasure are rolling through you and your whole body is shaking. You ride out your orgasms together and then Ivar collapses onto you. For a long moment you just lie still. Both of you unable to move, bodies sticky with sweat.

As your breathing slows down a bit, Ivar rolls off of you and pulls you into his arms.

“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” He says, placing a kiss on your temple.

All you can manage is to hum in agreement, as you settle your head against his shoulder and close your eyes.

“Don’t fall asleep.” Ivar whispers into your ear. “I’m not done with you yet.”


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I bought the Land Crab in 1999 for $400. At that time it was a front wheel drive automatic that wouldn’t go into 3rd gear. It would be a realistic solution for many people to send a 20 year old economy car with a bad transmission to scrap. I saw value in this car, converted it to 4 wheel drive, and lifted it, and I have been continually working on this car ever since, and i suppose it is likely that I will always be working on it, whether to improve it or just keep it in good shape. I don’t have a garage, so I do all this stuff in my driveway. Most parts for a 1980 Subaru are no longer made, so the parts for this car were mostly salvaged from self service junkyards. I’ve hoarded parts for many years. Most people like what I have done, I get quite a few compliments. Every once in a while I meet the guy who is wondering why somebody would do this, spend so much time wrenching on an (now 35 years) old Subaru with no re-sale value. The best i can offer is that it feels good to create something that is so useful and so unique. There is only one car exactly like it in the world, and we have so much fun in it. If I had not built it, it would not exist. That is pretty cool.

{ ways to make you cry }

au: omegaverse

t/w: none

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a/n: thanks for reading guys!! to anyone i made cry, please forgive me i love u

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part one // part two // part three // part four

part four

Alex took your hand, squeezed it gently. “I missed hearing your voice.” 

You nodded, smiling a little. He shot you a glare.


You raised your eyebrows in a curious expression. What? What’s wrong? Your face seemed to say. Your smile was coy and playful, but Alex wasn’t having it. Alex shoved you, almost knocking you off of the couch. 

“Okay! Okay!” You giggled. “Here, I’m talking. I’m talking.”

“Don’t even joke like that.” Alex nuzzled his face against your neck. You wrapped your arms around him tightly as you cuddled on the couch. He had wiggled his way into your lap but you weren’t complaining. “You’re so good, you know.” 

“Hmm? What do you mean?” You frowned a little, resting your chin on his head.

“You could have given them hell.” Alex chuckled a little, looking up at you.

“Yeah,” You whispered, rubbing little circles into his back. “Maybe. I-It’s just -” You bit your lip and Alex sat up a little straighter, watching you carefully. “We’ve been together for years, Alex. And that bond…It would hurt so much to sever.” You looked down, nervously. Alex intertwined your hands, squeezed it gently. 

“You know what it is? You’re just too impulsive.” You chuckled. “You would have had a bag already packed.” 

“Probably.” He mumbled before he laughed a little. “It would have been a lot messier.” 

It was quiet between the two of you. Alex was finished talking and you were lost in thought. 

If you didn’t have such a tight bond, would you have severed it? Would you have really said goodbye to your alphas? Was the depth of your relationship the only thing stopping you? 

The TV played in the background, but neither of you are watching it. You buried your face into Alex’s hair, playing with the ends of it. You closed your eyes, found comfort in his scent as you thought. 

Alphas. Your alphas. Laf and Herc had been with you for years and even before you were their omega, they were nothing but kind to you. Was it naive for you to hope that they’d be good forever? Was it stupid for you to hold onto that part of them? Even if it wasn’t guaranteed? What if something like this happened again? What if all the promises they made to you were just to make you stay?

What if they weren’t really sorry?

“I can hear you thinking.” Alex mumbled against you. “What’s wrong?” He pulled away a little, looked into your eyes. 

You gave him a half truth. “Worried about reconnecting with the alphas,” You whispered. “I don’t know where to start.” 

“Little steps.” He said. “You know what they need and you know what you need.” 

You nodded, gave him a little smile. Alex always seemed to put things in perspective for you.

“And no matter what, me and John are here for you.” He kissed your cheek. When he pulled away, he took a good look at you. “You look tired.”

“Wow, thanks, Alex. You really know how to charm an omega.” 

“That’s not what I meant! I mean -” He laughed a little, knowing whatever he said next would probably make things worse. “Why don’t you take a nap or something? Everyone else will be home by the time you wake up.” 

You reluctantly do so. Alex got up from the couch and stretched a little. He got you a blanket and draped it over you before disappearing from your view. You sprawled out along the couch before falling asleep. 

You woke up and opened your eyes groggily. You blinked up, feeling yourself being moved. You looked up to see that it was Herc. He was walking with you upstairs, holding you close to his chest. 

It felt familiar. You could remember the nights where you’d collapse on the couch and Herc would be there to take you upstairs. The nights were he just held you to his chest making you feel like everything was right in the world. You missed that. You missed him. You missed your alpha. 

“H-Herc?” You whispered, voice low and full of sleep. 

“Hi, baby.” He said softly, giving you a comforting smile. “Figured you wanted to be in the bed.” 

“Oh.” You blinked. You nuzzled your face into Herc’s chest, picking up the faint scent of his pheromones. “Thank you.” You said softly, closing your eyes. 

He smiled at you. The victory was small but to see you snuggling up to him made him smile. 

“It’s no problem.” Herc walked into the bedroom with you. He gently set you down on the bed, got you tucked under the sheets. He gave you a little smile and started to walk outside. Alex’s words echoed in your head. 

Little steps. 


He quickly turned, standing in the doorway. “Yes, honey?” 

“Can you stay with me?” You spoke up a little. “I-If you’re not busy, that is.” 

Herc felt his heart race a little, felt a smile creep onto his face. A surge of warmth filled him, making him feel relieved after the fight you had. Now, he was wanted. Now, he felt needed. 

“Yeah.” He smiled and he crawled into bed with you. He too got under the covers, propped up his elbow as he looked down at you. “You’re going to be up late, aren’t you?” 

“Probably, yeah.” You laughed a little, knowing he was right. “But, I’m awake now. Figured I could spend some time with you.” You looked up at him, biting your lip. 

“I’d love to.” He wrapped his arm around your waist, came closer to you. “This okay?” 

You nodded, feeling all your worries melt away. He kissed your head, pulled you closer to his chest. 

“How was work?” You said softly, tracing little circles along his arm. He readjusted himself as you rested your head on his chest. He couldn’t help but smile. He missed holding you like this. He missed having you here. 

He nosed at your neck, smiling when it smelled so familiar. You smelled like honey and hibiscus. He tried to control himself, not wanting to overstep his boundaries. He didn’t want to hurt you again.

“Work was good.” He said softly. “It’s nice being able to do what you love. Not everybody gets to say that.” 

You smiled as he spoke, noticing how his expression lit up at the mention of what he was working on. His newest collection was almost ready for production. 

“Got some new designs that I’m finalizing. Maybe you could model them for me?” 

“Wait, really?” Your eyes widened in surprise. “I-I’d really like that. Your stuff is amazing, Herc. It’d be an honor.” You wrapped your arms around him tightly, pulling him in for a hug. You nosed at his scent, burrowing yourself deeper into his hold. He smelled like sandalwood and vanilla and his pheromones comforted you. 

“I’ll bring you in once they’re all finished. Even if I can’t get you fitted in one, you can see the stuff I’ve been working on.”

“You rarely ever bring stuff home anymore.” You pouted a little. “Everything’s a secret with you.” 

“Not true.” He chuckled. “And I do it so I can spend time with you, Alex, and John.”

“Not a lot of alphas are at home as much as you and Laf.” You whispered. You thought about your friends. Their alphas were rarely ever home hence why they went out so much. You started to wonder if it was really how their relationship worked or perhaps it was their way of rebelling. Either way, you found yourself a little more grateful that your alphas made time for you.

You looked up at him. “We appreciate it. I appreciate it.” 

“You’re my mate.” He said softly. “There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you.”

“Show me what you’re working on then.” You grinned, nuzzling his nose against yours. 

“Alright, alright. You can come with me tomorrow.” Herc kissed your head. You smiled, his lips on your skin making you feel at ease.

You relaxed into his embrace. You closed your eyes, sunk back into his hold. You could do little steps. 

You tapped Laf’s shoulder, clearing your throat softly. 

“What do you need, love?” He looked at you, albeit it a little surprised. It wasn’t that you were ignoring him. It was just that moments with you were rare. You were warming up to Hercules. He figured it was only a matter of time until you warmed up to him. 

He wondered if this is where you were starting.

“It’s just us two tonight.” You said softly. Herc had taken Alex out on a date; John was working late at his job. You were the only two in the house. It felt daunting at first, but you could do this. Laf didn’t have to be a stranger to you. 

“Thought I could make you dinner or something.” 

“How about I make you dinner?” He countered, a little glint in his eye. 

“We can do it together.” You offered, leaning over the couch so you could look at him better. “Yeah?” 

Laf’s smile told you that meant yes. 

Little steps. You thought. Little steps.

You timidly leaned forward and kissed his temple. His eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly relaxed. He closed his eyes, relished the feeling of your lips on his, and let out a little sigh.

“Might have to go to the store.” You mumbled and quickly headed into your kitchen. Laf heard you go, your footsteps padding along the floor of the house.

You took one look inside your almost empty fridge and burst into laughter. Laf peeked in just behind you, wondering what was so funny. When he joined you and saw what you were looking at, he too cracked a smile. 

“I guess I’ll have to go to the store.” Laf chuckled, eyeing the few ingredients in the fridge. It certainly wasn’t enough to make a meal.

“I’ll come with you.”

“You’ll want to get a jacket,” Laf whispered as he shut the refrigerator door. “It’s cold out, ma chérie.”

“Okay, alpha.” You said nonchalantly, already rushing upstairs. Laf sort of smiled, felt his heart beat a little faster. Another little victory, another piece of you brought back to him. You were calling him alpha again.

After you had gotten a jacket from your closet, you rushed back down to meet him. You slipped your shoes on and grabbed your purse. Once you were ready to go, Laf and you headed to the store. 

You naturally stayed close to Laf as you walked through the store. You felt something twitch inside you, found yourself staring at Laf for longer than you should have. If he noticed it, he didn’t mention it. 

Eventually, you worked up the courage to reach for his hand. Very slowly, you intertwined your fingers with his and leaned into his side as you stood in the middle of the produce section. 

He looked down at you with a little smile. “Hi.” He said quietly. 

“Hi.” You whispered back, eyes sparkling a little.

He gently kissed the back of your hand and walked with you up and down the aisles. 

“Nothing fancy tonight,” You laughed a little, helping him check off things on the list. “I’m hungry.” 

He grinned, holding a basket in his other hand. “Don’t worry. It won’t take too long.” 

Your eyes flickered over to the section just ahead. You let go of Laf’s hand and quickly ran towards the end of the aisle. “Do you remember eating these?” You waved the packets of ramen to Laf’s view, a big smile on your face. 

“How could I forget?” Laf chuckled, coming closer to you. “John and Alex would eat these all the time before they met you. Even after.” He took one, flipping it over with a fond little smile. “Despite them having very little nutritional value,” He stressed, making you laugh. “We can have some tonight. If you’d like.”

“But the rest of the stuff.” You looked down at the list.

“I’ll come back tomorrow. Let’s get some of these and get home.” 

When you stepped back inside your place, you felt at ease. You didn’t feel like you couldn’t breathe. You didn’t feel like you were trapped in a home that wasn’t your own. You felt like you were at home.

Laf wrapped his arms around your waist as you stood at the stove. You stirred the noodles, watching as the block of noodles softened and filled the pot of warm water.

“Five star dining.” You laughed a little, adding in the seasoning. 

“Something like that,” Laf kissed your cheek and rubbed your side. “I remember how Herc showed you how to use chopsticks last time we had this. Feels like it was forever ago.” 

“We ate this after you and Herc marked me.” You whispered. “We were exhausted but it’s all you had time to make.” 

The two of you laughed. Laf rubbed your lower back. “Herc and I, ah, did not plan that heat well.” He smiled and he watched you as you stirred the noodles. “Seems this meal is more special than we thought.” 

You sat at the table together until it started to feel familiar. You sat beside Laf until you started to feel a little more like yourself, felt a little more like an omega just sitting with your alpha. Felt like you hadn’t fought. Felt like nothing was wrong. 

You blinked up at him, eyes growing heavy. You pulled him down by his sleeve, until his forehead was resting against yours. Maybe it was the warmth of the ramen or maybe the wine Laf insisted on pulling out, but Laf smelled so good. You just wanted him close. 

“Alpha,” You said softly, cupping his face. 

“Yes, my love?” He looked down at you with a little smile. “Think you had too much wine.” 

You shook your head fervently and he chuckled. For the third time that night, you surprised him. You crawled into his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck and resting your head on his shoulders. 

Laf tensed for a moment. He took a deep breath, relaxed as he felt you nuzzle closer to him. He wrapped his arms around your waist, stroked your hair. 

John came home first and when he saw the two of you, just sitting in the dining room, holding onto each other, he can’t help but feel relieved. The entire time he’d been telling himself and you and Alex that everything would be alright. In that moment, he finally started to believe it.

Within a week or two, you were getting used to interacting with your alphas. It was hard, but you did learn how to love them again. You remembered how kind they were to you, how thoughtful they truly were, and how before you had your fight, how much they cherished you.

They took little steps too. They made you dinner, helped you wash your hair, put a blanket over you if you had fallen asleep in some random place, kept you company when you had to run errands. All these acts of kindness reminded you that these were the alphas you had loved. These were your alphas.

You would ask them for help more often than you pushed them away. You might trust them to make small decisions for you, but they’d let you make big ones on your own.

Alex was especially happy to see you rekindling your relationship with them. The tension slowly slipped out of the house and you started to feel like a pack again. 

It was little things like holding Herc’s hand when you were out together in public or asking Laf to help you order something. They made him feel helpful and needed. As a result, you too felt cared for. That was enough for the three of you.

Despite Laf’s words occasionally echoing in your head, you didn’t stay stuck in that mindset. You felt yourself grow more at ease around him. You welcomed his hugs and kisses, weren’t afraid to cling to him when you were scared or unsure, weren’t afraid to share your heart with him. If anything, this situation brought you closer. 

On one night in particular, the three of you sat in the guest bedroom to talk. You leaned against the bed frame, you in between your alphas as you spoke. 

“I just need you to trust me,” You told them quietly. “Can you do that? And if not, can we agree to talk about certain things? Even if they’re awkward and uncomfortable?” You weakly laughed. 

Both of your alphas nodded. 

“Okay, well, I wanted to get dinner with Connor. I have for a while, but I kept pushing it back with everything that happened.” You said, looking up at the two of them. “Is that okay? My friend Adrian–oh, he’s a beta–will be there too.” 

Your alphas shifted a little so you started to expect the worst. Instead, you felt Laf lean down and kiss your head.

“Ready to hear something you probably knew already?” He prompted, giving you a little smile.


“Laf and I felt threatened by Connor for a while.” Herc said, rubbing your side. 

“Really?” You looked down at your feet, pulling your knees to your chest. “You don’t need to.” You mumbled. “I love you guys a lot more than I love him. I’ve just known Connor for a really long time. We’re good friends. That’s all.” 

“That’s good to hear.” Laf whispered, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. 

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

“Didn’t seem important.” Herc laughed, but his laughter was quiet. Almost nervous. 

“Anything that bothers you is important to me.” You looked at him right away. “I wish you told me sooner.” 

“It wasn’t a big deal.” Herc kissed your cheek. “Now we know that we have nothing to worry about.”

“I’m bonded to you.” You laughed a little. “There was never anything to worry about in the first place.” 

“Well, you see, our instincts take over and we stop thinking logically.” Herc caressed your cheek, cracking a little smile. “All we see is potential threats and our first thought is how to get rid of them.

“Is that what happened on the night of his party?” You asked quietly. “Was that all instincts?” 

Laf and Herc felt guilty as they looked down at you. They shared a look. 

“Perhaps,” Laf cleared his throat a little. “But, it is still no excuse. We are still responsible for our actions.” 

“So I can go to dinner with them? And you won’t get upset?” You bit your lip a little, looking up at the two of your alphas. 

“We trust you.” Herc smiled and rubbed your shoulder. “And we love you. We want you to know that.” He pulled you into his side, kissed your head. Laf too gave you a kiss to your cheek, making your eyes water a little at their gestures. 

Your scent changed slightly. Laf and Herc retreated, looking at you in concern.

“Are you alright?” Laf asked, taking your hand. “What is it?” 

You bit your lip and shook your head. You closed your eyes, trying to keep the tears in, but you weren’t doing a very good job. It was too hard to try and withhold your scent.

“Honey,” Herc said softly. “Are you okay?” 

You cleared your throat, took a deep breath. “I was talking with Alex and for a moment, I thought about severing our bond.” You bit your lip, looking down. 

They didn’t know what to say. They couldn’t speak. Both of your alphas felt their hearts break at the fact that you even considered breaking your bond. 

Their scents changed to a putrid scent. They were sad, heartbroken even. As a result, your head pounded and your heart ached. You felt sick to your stomach and it was enough to make you speak up again.

“I-I don’t feel the same way now, of course, but being here…with you two just makes me glad I didn’t.” 

Laf quickly pulled you into his chest, startling you for a moment. You let out a little laugh and slowly wrapped your arms around him. You gently played with the hairs on the nape of his neck. He let out a shaky sigh. For a moment, you were comforting him. 

“M-My sweet omega,” Laf said softly, letting out a shaky breath. “I could not even imagine my life without you.” 

“You don’t have to, alpha.” You reassured him. 

You let him take in your scent, knowing that it would help him relax. You looked back at Herc and pulled him closer to you too. You could smell the anxiety on him. You lifted your neck a little so he could nose near your mark. You kissed his cheek, cupping the side of his face. You rested your forehead against his, feeling him slowly calm down. 

“I’m here. I’m not going to break our bond.” You said softly. You felt Herc nod against you. “You’re my alpha.” You said shakily, your eyes filling with tears. You gave him a smile, both of your eyes a little glassy. “You’re both my alphas and I’m your omega.” 

You timidly leaned forward and brought Herc into a kiss. You cupped his face, feeling the stubble along his jaw. It’s slow, tentative and sweet, like you’re taking your very first steps into the pool. You pulled away from Herc, hearing a soft growl rumble in his chest. You smiled a little, gave him one more peck to his lips to satisfy him. 

You turned to kiss Laf. You’re not as scared. It feels like you’re picking up a dance that you had forgotten, relearning the steps, but once you begin to move, it all comes back to you. You held him close for a moment before you pulled away. The two boxed you in, held you close. 

There was nowhere else you’d rather be.

“Have fun at dinner.” Laf said with a little hum. He kissed your cheek as you came downstairs in your heels and your dress. He wrapped you up into a hug and held you tight. “You look so beautiful, my darling.”

“All thanks to Herc.” You grinned, kissing him back.

“I always liked that dress on you.”

“Me too.” You rested your head against his chest, taking in his scent. He took the time to imprint his scent on you, letting his pheromones seep through the air. You didn’t mind one bit as you held him tighter.

“Sweetheart?” Herc said softly, coming down the stairs. “Don’t want you to forget this.”

He handed you your phone. You gave him a big kiss as thanks, wrapping your arms around his neck. He kissed your cheek and held you tight, rubbing your back. 

“Thanks, Herc.” You let him imprint his scent onto you too. You nosed at his neck before pulling away from him. “I’ll text you when I’m on my way back.” You promised, giving your alphas a little smile. You quickly rushed back to kiss Alex and John who were on the couch before heading out the door. “Bye! I love you!”

Laf’s heart softened a little once it was clear. Herc’s did too as the door shut behind you.

“She loves us.” Laf said dreamily, whole body filling up with warmth.

“I missed hearing her say that.” Herc mused. 

“Mm. I did too.”

Herc pulled Laf into a hug and they shared a tender kiss before Alex peeked into the kitchen.


“What is it, baby?” Herc turned right away, pulling away from Laf. Laf whined a little, leaned down to kiss Herc’s neck and his jaw while his attention was off of him. Herc gave Alex a sweet smile despite what Laf was doing to him. “What do you need?” 

“John wants to watch a scary movie and I’m gonna need all the protection I can get.” He said in one breath. 

“It’s not that scary, Lex!” John called from the living room, laughing a little.

“Don’t lie to me, Jack!” Alex snapped back before looking back up at his alphas. 

Laf smiled, lifted his head from Herc’s neck. He looked down at Alex and beckoned him closer. Alex eagerly came forward, slipped in between the two alphas. He hugged Hercules, wrapping his arms around the alpha’s torso.

“You can sit with me then.” Laf kissed the top of his head and ran a comforting hand through his hair. Alex smiled up at Laf. He quickly took both of their hands and dragged them over to the couch.

You made sure to text your alphas when you were on your way back home. You were coming back later than planned. 

When you finally arrived, John and Alex were asleep on the couch, curled up to one another as they were squished in between Laf and Herc. Your alphas were awake still, eyes on the TV. Reruns of The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air play in the background, but they looked up when they hear you come in.

“Hey, princess.” Herc smiled.

“Hi.” You lowered your voice as you kicked off your heels. You set your keys and your purse on the dining room table before you headed towards the living room. Your alphas’ scents hit you and you felt your body begin to relax. You sighed happily. “I really missed you.”

“Mm, what was that?” Laf teased, as you crawled over to sit in Herc’s lap. Laf smirked. He couldn’t move much with Alex leaning on him, but him wiggling his eyebrows was enough to make you laugh.

“I missed you, okay?” You ducked your head down a little, but smiled against Herc’s skin. You nosed at his neck, taking in his earthy scent. You hummed, kissing his cheek repeatedly.

“Mhmm.” Herc chuckled at how affectionate you were being. “Just glad you got home safe.”

“Me too.” You whispered. You wrapped your arms around Herc’s neck, letting out a gentle purr.

It’s enough for Alex to stir from where he leans on Laf. He weakly opened his eyes, but they grew heavy after a moment. He’s awake enough to realize the significance of this.

They hadn’t heard you purr in weeks. It sounded like music to his ears and to your alphas’. He couldn’t help, but smile in his sleep because you were finally happy. He snuggled back closer to Laf, feeling the alpha rub little circles onto his back

“I brought home some cheesecake.” You whispered, suddenly remembering. 

“We can eat it tomorrow.” Herc rubbed your side. “Gotta get these two upstairs.” He nodded in the direction of John and Alex. 

“Don’t go.” You pouted a little. “Need you for a minute.” You leaned into Herc, tightening your hold on him. 

He smiled, brushing a loose curl out of your eyes. “You don’t need to ask, love.”

“You too.” You wanted to pull Laf closer, but with Alex and John between the two of you, you realized this wouldn’t work. 

“Nest, please?” You blinked up at them.

They have you go wash up while they get Alex and John. They put them in the bed and John grinned when Laf told him the bed was theirs for the night. The first thing John does is pin Alex gently to the bed and catch him in a kiss. The two of them are practically inseparable. 

You’re in somebody else’s shirt. Maybe John’s, maybe Alex’s–you’re too tired to tell. You sat up with Herc, talking to him quietly before laying down next to him. Laf slipped in beside you in the nest, cuddled you from your other side.

He wrapped his arms around your waist, pressing a gentle kiss to your head as Herc draped an arm around your middle as well. You nosed at both of your alphas necks until you were sure you had their scents memorized. You relaxed, intertwining your fingers with Herc’s and managed to fall asleep.

When John woke up, he dragged Alex out of the bed with him. The two of them peeked into the guest bedroom to see you, Laf, and Herc in the nest, curled up and entangled within one another. You look so small compared to them, but most of all you look happy.

vandrecer  asked:

Hi!!! :) I love your writing <3 , it is awesome and it is so accurate with the characters' personalities. And I would like to see, if you want and can :) , how it would be with the RFA, Saeran and V with a hacker MC. It would be interesting. And also I send tons of love and hugs. Be happy! :D

ww, you’re so sweet

I was quite sleepy and drunk when I wrote this, have no idea if this makes sense, but I’m pretty sure some of them are completely crazy.

Try to roll with me on this lolol:

RFA + Saeran and V with a hacker MC


  • His photos and performance videos were being spread like a virus again.
  • But now in emails of the most important producers and directors in Hollywood .
  • And Seven was the one to tell him that, so he wasn’t the responsible for it.
  • So who did it?
  • I mean, the pics are all very flattering, it’s not like this person is doing something bad. “Whoever did this probably likes you a lot?” “More than MC?” “Maybe somebody just like MC…”
  • He keeps thinking about this, it’s ridiculous, he knows it. But there’s nothing wrong about asking, right?
  • “Babe, hear me out on this. I was with Seven trying to figure out who spread those pictures and he said it could have been you! Can you imagine?” he laughs, you don’t. Oh… you can do much more than imagine.
  • “B-babe?” “Zen… I thought that was a good way to try to tell you?” “Tell me what, MC?” “That I’m a hacker.”
  • So… many… questions! And he’s so worried that you might get involved in thinks like those emails leaked from Sony Pictures that time or even more dangerous stuff.
  • You shrug telling him hacking isn’t really your thing, it’s more like a hobby. But it could still be a problem for his career if anybody ever finds out about this… he’s worried, you’re worried, but you both telling each other everything will be fine.
  • “But, please, babe. Be careful!” you will, you have been careful for a while now. And you work by yourself, so it’s hard to associate you to an agency or to someone.
  • And he still worries, but it’s not like he couldn’t complain when he got an invitation to a screen test in Hollywood. Thanks to you.



  • Here he is playing LOLOL while you are reading a book.
  • “This guy is good! It’s the third time he beats me!” “Then don’t let him!” you say mindlessly. “I’m trying, but I think he’s using some cheat code or something.”
  • You go to him and watch as the guy beats your boyfriend again, and yeah… it seems suspicious…
  • “Let me try something, honey.” You type something really fast and Yoosung just watches it.
  • He would feel really aroused having you almost sitting in his lap, but you look terrifyingly serious, and this is about LOLOL, so he’s very serious too.
  • “Done. This guy won’t be a problem for you anymore, honey.” You kiss his forehead and walk away. He has no idea what you’ve done, but… all the items the guy collected before now belong to him.
  • So forget LOLOL for a while, he’s more curious about you. “What was that, MC?” “Hum? Oh, you were right, that guy was using a cheat code, but blocking him was child’s play, don’t worry, honey.”
  • “But… how do you know how to… block cheat codes and… basically accessing the database of the game?” “Ah, yeah… I’m kinda like a hacker or something…”
  • “A HACKER? LIKE SEVEN? SO YOU DO DANGEROUS STUFF LIKE HIM? ARE YOU BEING CHASED, MC? IS THE FBI AFTER YOU? IS THE MIB AFTER YOU?” “Well, I’m an earthling, I don’t think I’m a threat to the MIB, Yoosung…”
  • “THIS IS SERIOUS! MC, I’LL PROTECT YOU!  TELL ME WHAT I HAVE TO DO AND I’LL DO IT!” you giggle, mainly because you know it’s true.
  • It took a while for him to understand hacking is more like a hobby, you’re not really interested in making money out of getting information. It’s not really worth the trouble, you know?
  •  He is still a little shocked with all your bluntness about this, but as long as you’re not doing anything dangerous, he won’t say anything. And if you want to teach him some cheat codes, he won’t complain either.


  •  You cut the crap and told her as soon as you started dating
  • She’s confused… you’re like Luciel, but without the disgusting eating habits and the weird sense of humor?
  • And you’re more like a freelancer? Okay…
  • And you’ve been dealing with some shady stuff like hacking into government databases? Okay…
  • Cool…
  • She’s so scared, it’s all over the news! People are calling you a terrorist! And why would you even tell her this? You want her to be your partner in crime or something?
  • “I just told you because I trust you.” You smile sweetly, and for one minute she forgets all those terrifying thoughts, but just for one minute.
  • “Okay, thanks for trusting me. Now tell me what you’re thinking for your plans if you ever have to run away?” “I…”
  • “Oh my God, MC! You don’t have a plan? Okay, so here’s what we’re gonna do…”
  • And this woman spent the next two hours telling you all the logistics for you eventually having to leave the country. You will definitely follow them if you ever need to, but right now… you’re just shocked with this clever woman standing before you.
  • She really isn’t as innocent as everybody thinks, huh? Just like you…


  • You told him.
  • Better tell him before he finds out with you being arrested or something, right?
  • “I’m a hacker, I leaked those emails. No, I’m not quitting just so you don’t get worried about my safety.”
  • “I love this, Jumin! I truly do! You have no idea how amazing it is! Information is power! And I have the biggest power in my hands. And people need to know what happens behind the curtains when it comes to politics and companies and capitalism and…nnnggg.”
  • He interrupts you with a kiss.
  • “J-Jumin?” “I’m not pleased, but you’re passionate about this. I won’t get in the way of your passion or your life.”
  • “But…”  “Isn’t that what you want from me?” That’s exactly what you need from him, you just didn’t know it could be that easy to get.
  • “Do what you have to do. I also have power, so I can bail you out if you ever need me to.” Whoaaaa, is he serious?
  • “But be careful, don’t do anything reckless.” YES, SIR!
  • So yeah, he doesn’t show much how concerned he is, and you see how hard he is trying to give you space.
  • But he’s also very impressed. Information is power, indeed. There are very interesting things in what you do that could be useful for him.
  • So guess who’s being paid by Jumin Han to find important stuff on market sales?


  • You didn’t tell him.
  • You showed him.
  • This boy says he’s done with hacking, but deep down, he misses the rush a bit.
  • So why not do this as a game for old time’s sake? He wouldn’t be in danger if he played along inside your own little game.
  • It starts with you disabling his security system and sending enigmatic messages.
  • Then you mess with his cars, programming the GPS to send him to this particular address.
  • Okay, he was so mad and desperately trying to fire back, but he has to admit: this hacker is good.
  • Then he sees the address and… your house? OH SHIT! Are you in danger? You quickly call him on your most friendly voice telling him some random thing just for him to know you’re fine. So… what the hell?
  • He goes to your place with a taser gun. Maybe the hacker didn’t attack you yet? They were just waiting him to show up?
  • He enters your living room and he almost falls in his back. You’re alone… wearing lingerie and messing with your phone.
  • He gets a notification in his phone, a text from the hacker: “Kudos on passing through the phases, now it’s time to meet the boss of this game.”
  • He had so many questions, but that would have to wait a little… No need to say he took you to the space station without ever leaving the room.


  • He was suspecting for a while now.
  • You spend as much time on your laptop as him and his brother.
  • And trying to find out what you’re doing turns out to be more difficult than he thought, like… you know a way to shut him out.
  • “How are you doing this?” he asks all of a sudden. “Doing what?” “Blocking me and my attempts to hack into your stuff?”
  •  “Why are you trying to hack into my stuff?” touché “Because I think you’re onto something.”
  • “Like what?” you tease him. “Like hacking.”
  • “Hum… am I?” “I don’t know, that’s what I’m trying to find out. So stop blocking me!” “Try me…” OH, IT’S ON!
  • And the first Hacking Challenge began. He was attacking you with everything he has, you were defending yourself and using you weapons too.
  • At some moment, he got so caught up with this he almost forgot why he was doing this. It was fun, after all.
  • And as he couldn’t beat you, he turned off his computer and got away all grumpy, yeah, he’s a bad loser…
  • You went after him, saying you were sorry and you could make it up to him. He grinned, expecting for something dirty, but your idea was even better.
  • “How about we join forces to mess with Saeyoung a little?”


  • You told him.
  • He was a person with many secrets who dated another person with many secrets.
  • It was time to break this cycle, right?
  • He looked shocked, and sad.
  • Have you risking yourself like this, after all you two have been through…
  • He was scared, for you and… of you?
  • But he needed to know. “Why do you do this, MC?”
  • “Because people deserve to know the truth, Jihyun. You know how tiring it can be to keep hiding things like this. And let me tell you, if it’s tiring for you, it can be terrifying and… even dangerous for the people who doesn’t know these secrets. People deserve to know, V! And if I can manage to tell them, why wouldn’t I?”
  • Well, if you put it like that… he knows some secrets should never be secrets, people like hackers have the resources to share these secrets, if he were a hacker, if he had these resources, wouldn’t he do the same?
  • He hugs you all of a sudden and kisses your head. It feels good, but yet you’re very surprised.
  •  “I’m so proud of you, my love.” Oh… okay, that’s good.
  • “But be careful and don’t be imprudent, or I’ll end up being imprudent too in order to protect you.” You have no doubt on how serious he is being right now.

anonymous asked:



  • Trini asks Kimberly if being a vampire means she has to be nocturnal. Kimberly just laughs and tells her no. 
  • Also Trini and Jason are convinced that the different blood types taste different and whenever Jason brings it up, Kimberly disagrees until Trini agrees with him. 
    • OH and Jason just goes “I know you know I’m right because O negative is your favorite and that’s what type Trini has”
    • “Jase, shut the fuck up”
  • The first time Trini and Kim go out hunting together Trini is super excited about it and goes, “Hey, babe, I’m the scariest vampire ever!” 
    • Kimberly doesn’t argue because she loves how excited Trini is but brings up the fact that Trini is a super fluffy bat. 
    • “At least I don’t sparkle in the sun. I mean, what kind of bullshit? That’s what elves or something do.” 
  • They spend a lot of time in target. Don’t ask why. Whenever they’re bored, they just spend time in target looking at all the movies and stuff. It gets to the point where the staff knows them and says hi to them whenever they pass. 
  • Trini loves reading so their room is filled with stacked books. 
    • Kimberly doesn’t get how Trini can spend so much time reading, but she plays with Trini’s hair whenever she does.
  • Eventually they get a turtle as a pet. One day Trini looses it, and it turns out that Kimberly was just waiting for her to notice that she stole it. 
  • Once Trini chipped her fang and Kimberly was worried about it because she’s never met a vampire that manages to chip their fangs. 
  • They like to practice cooking food together. Just because. 
    • It’s because they low-key want to get better at cooking then Zack is. They usually just grumble about their skills whenever they cook. 
      • “How does he do it? He’s dead.”  
      • “We’re dead, too.” 
      • “I used to cook with my mom all the time, though. It doesn’t make sense.” . 
  • Trini constantly complains about how cold their house is. Kimberly argues that since they’re dead and their blood isn’t pumping anymore, they’re always gonna be cold. 
    • It leads to cuddling sessions and them being wrapped under two blankets on the couch 
Janna needs closure

“Hey Janna,” a certain skateboard loving teen announced.

Without taking her eyes off Star or Marco, she effortlessly waved at Jackie. “Hey.”

The blonde glanced between Janna and the Starco pair. “What’re you doing?”

She waited for a response, but Janna ignored her question, watching Star highfive Marco and move closer to his seat to the point where she was leaning against her friend. The boy placed an arm over her shoulder and laughed with Star, probably over something trivial.

“Uh… Janna-”

“Those two are dating.”

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anonymous asked:

i can go past the gp hate but hate from the fandom is so ridiculous.

I’ve seen so many comments from people being like “lol Niall and Louis are so basic compared to Harry and Liam” and “Liam has better stage presence and Louis is boring” and shit like that, and with some of the other hate comments, when you click through to their accounts, you can tell from their subscriptions, likes, and playlists that they’re stans of one of the other boys, and I’m honestly like……..if you’re spending your time insulting the other boys just to try to lift up your fave, you obviously don’t have much faith in your fave’s ability to have their talent stand on its own merit. None of the boys would want their fans going around leaving hate comments on the others’ stuff. NONE OF THEM. They’re are all super talented and they’re all doing their own thing, independent of the others, so there’s no reason to pit them against each other like that. I just can’t comprehend why certain people in the One Direction fandom feel the need to be so terrible to some or all the boys that aren’t their fave. I’ve seen it again and again and again since the hiatus began, and even before that, honestly. It’s a shame because Louis, Harry, Liam, and Niall all deserve better people as fans.

axolotl-geek  asked:

Imagine your oc/otp sci Fi edition?

(So I was going to make this a mix of OC and OTP stuff but my romantic trash brain only gave me OTP stuff sorry)

-“Ok so what you’re telling me is that you’re a smuggler who came to my planet in order to steal something valuable from our leader, and instead you just saw me and went “I need that”?? And then kidnapped me?? ????” “Pretty much.” 

-”OH THANK GOODNESS ANOTHER HUMAN DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT’S BEEN??? These stinking aliens I work with have no understanding of ___! Want to get some coffee?” 

-”why have you been ignoring me this last week?” “Ok I know this is going to sound weird, but the more time I spend with you, the more my circuits begin to malfunction. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. It’s like the wires in my face heat up and the motors in my stomach spark and..” “Awww, I think you have a crush on me!” “ERROR 404 PROCESSOR NOT FOUND PLEASE REPORT TO-”

- Cliche lying together and looking at the stars

- “Hey hey it’s ok, please just let me wrap up that wound for you before you bleed out” “NO THANKS IT’S OK” *tries to hide sparking wires”

- Two rivals trying to compare everything. “MY SHIP IS WAAY BIGGER THAN YOURS” “YEAH THAT’S BECAUSE MINE IS THE FASTEST IN THE GALAXY” “OH YEAH BUT DO YOU HAVE THIS??” *Holds up rare laser gun” *Holds up two of the same gun* SO HOW MANY PLANETS HAVE YOU BEEN TO HUH?”

-Trying to kiss but they’re both in astronaut helmets. 

-Person A’s translator thinks they should get together with Person B so they start mistranslating things

- “Ok I know you think it’s cute when I flail around but please stop turning off the artificial gravity”


Do you like Jimmy Page?
No. I love him.

So why does your relationship now seem so fractious sometimes?

It’s two people who don’t hug each other enough. I know it sounds stupid, but we have had some amazing times and moments together. It would be all wonderful to get through all the stuff as the years go by, and maybe that will happen tomorrow, you know? I don’t go visiting much, but I would be very happy to spend a couple of weeks on the top of the Atlas Mountains with him before the end.


Genre: Fluff, angst if you squint a tiny little bit

Characters: Park Jaehyung (Jae of Day6) x Reader, Wonpil (my love)

Warning/s: Mention of cheating

Summary: Jaehyung hates to feel like he’s controlling you, and you realize you’ve been taking advantage of this fear of his.

A/N: Hello, it’s me again! I do not actually write for Day6 because I’m still getting to know them, but I did my best to make this one a good read. I’m sorry if it’s too short, anon, but I hope you enjoy this!

And I feel like my writing has been getting pretty shitty lately, so forgive me if I haven’t responded to your requests just yet. Please bear with me and I will get to your requests soon! ♡

Originally posted by sunrisebyday6

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Requested by @littlekidatheart1216

I am so so sorry it took so long, I’ve had such a busy summer and on top of that I’ve had like no ambition to write.

I hope you like it 💙


“Stiles!” You yelled, spotting your boyfriend standing at his locker with Lydia and Scott.

“Hey I’ve been looking for you all morning, what’s up guys?” You asked Scott and Lydia.

“We actually need to get to class, there’s a test this period,” Scott mumbles, walking off with Lydia beside him.

“What was that about?” You question, confused.

“He’s just been going through a tough spot, nothing major.” Stiles brushes it off.

“Um, okay. Are we still on for movie night tonight?”

“Yeah absolutely,” He shuts his locker and quickly pecks you on the lips. “I gotta get to class, I’ll see you tonight.”

《Later That Night》

You were in the middle of organising your movie cabinet when your phone rang, Stiles’s name popping up on the screen.

“Please tell me you’re bringing popcorn, I forgot I don’t have any and Mom had to take my car to work because her’s is in the shop,” Was the first thing you said when you answered.

“Actually I’m gonna have to cancel,” He replied hesitantly.

“What?! Why?! We’ve had this planned for 2 weeks!”

“Something came up, Scott and Lydia need me.”

“Are you kidding me Stiles? This is the 5th time this week you’ve ditched me for them.” You sighed.

“I’ll make it up to you, I promise. Gotta go, bye!” He rushed through the phone and hung up before you could answer.

“I love you to.” You mumble, putting your phone down on the table next to you and sighing.

‘Am I really that uninteresting that he has to ditch me for Scott and Lydia?’ You think to yourself.


A couple hours later a knock comes from the other side of your bedroom door.

“Come in,” You mutter, clicking pause on the movie you’d decided to watch alone.

The door opens and Stiles comes in with his hands in his pockets.

“Hey,” He mumbles.

“Did your little play date with Scott and Lydia end?” You answer, not in the mood for small talk.

“I’m sorry, okay? They needed me.”

“What if I needed you Stiles?! What is so bad that you have to rush to their rescue every damn day?!” You yell.

“Okay I admit, I’ve been spending a lot of time with them lately but there’s been a lot of stuff going on.” He defends himself.

“What stuff Stiles? I’m your girlfriend, I deserve to know why you’ve been ditching me so much lately. Do you not love me any more? Is that it? Am I just so boring that you’ve lost interest and instead of breaking up with me you’re just avoiding me instead?” You asked in a lower voice.

“No! God Y/N I love you so much.”

“Then tell me what is going on!!”

“Okay, okay. I’ll explain everything. It all started a couple months ago when that half body was found in the woods.”


“Wow,” Was all you could say when he finished his very long story.

“I didn’t tell you because I wanted to keep you out of it for as long as possible.” He mutters.

“Well I’m glad you finally told me,” You say softly, leaning into his side.

“Me too.”

anonymous asked:

Spain, Netherlands and someone of ur choice as parents headcannons? Pretty please?

Well since you asked so nicely… Austria was decided via group decision Slightly basing the Ned ones off my granddad


  • He truly loves being around children (IN A FATHERLY WAY BEFORE SOMEONE DOES THE PEDO SPAIN BS) and is probably going to be a great papi to any child he calls his own (except, you know, his colonies)
  • Loves to have lazy mornings in bed where the family all snuggle up and have breakfast in bed whilst watching the sunrise, or TV if something good is on. This is a weekend thing though, he need to work most days so weekends are lazy days.
  • Locks his storage room unless he absolutely must go in, he’s got a lot of dangerous weapons and painful stuff in there. If his children are old enough and mature enough he MIGHT let them in so that they can have a little blast from his past.
  • Teaches them how to dance like a pro. No exceptions, at all. The Tango and Salsa will run through their veins like the bulls run through the streets on sanfermines. He will teach them everything he knows and may ask Romano to teach them some stuff as well
  • Extremely protective of them, if anyone at all even glances at them funny he will admit a dark aura and possibly chase them down with his axe. Or if his child can hold him back he’ll yell angrily from the other side of the street.
  • Teaches them how to grow perfect tomatoes and grapes for wine. He’ll spend a lot of time in his garden and loves to have company with him when he’s tending to his crops.
  • Is that dad that has an instagram page dedicated to his children, all of the pictures have an adorable hashtag, examples of this would be “#makingtheirpapiproud”  or “#Lookatmylittleangelbeingperfect” on a pic of them drawing on his wall or something
  • Tries to help them do great in school T R I E S, after they turn fourteen he completely blanks out from some of their homework, what is the mitochondria this paper speaks of? And why is it important? Like, what? Are you sure this is science and not some magic mumbo jumbo?
  • Gloats at world meetings about how amazing his children is. He’ll even spend his 2 minute speech time talking about his children then actual global stuff. Germany is probably going to have a rant at him for this.
  • Honestly just loves his children so much. He’ll do anything to keep them happy and they’re likely to be spoiled little brats because of this. He’ll often just spend his time being a good father than doing actual work for his land.

Dad rating: #Whatisworkwhenyouhavekids


  • Is one of the strictest parents you could possibly think of. His children’s schedules are to the second, no slacking with this man as your dad.
  • That being said he is a very family oriented man, just look at his relationship with his siblings. He will take full days off work (papadag) just to spend time with his family. who knows, Maybe he might have a lazy day and have a family movie under a nice, cozy blanket.
  • Would never do any drugs or romantic stuff around his children. He is going to be a good role model for them and show them how to succeed in life without doing the weedz (intentional)
  • Quite a pushy parent, if his kiddos want to join a club or start doing a sport they better be going for gold. He ain’t paying for a class and having them drop out right after, what a waste of time and money.
  • He’ll teach them the art of money, everything he knows: Haggling, bargaining, promoting, “borrowing” etc. No pocket money though, the best place to start is from the bottom in his opinion.
  • Oh boy, they better be neat. He cannot stand a messy house so if that room isn’t cleaned by tomorrow they can kiss dessert and their laptop goodbye. Once it’s clean though they can have the laptop back, no dessert though, probably because he ate it after they went to bed.
  • Actual can’t stand when his children cry. His heart breaks (what heart?) and he must hug them, it’s a very awkward hug though, Human emotions and him don’t compute. The hug itself is quite nice though, they can hide under his scarf and he’s calmly stroke their hair to calm them down.
  • Makes sure his children spend a lot of time outside, this can be through many activities. His personal favorite being gardening. So long as his little ones don’t trample on the flowers he’ll quite happily show them how to grow the most beautiful tulips in the world *Cough* Takethatturkey *Cough*
  • When he goes to world meetings he’ll take them with him. If it’s just a one on one meeting he’ll get Auntie Belgium and Uncle Lux to take care of them. Before these trips he’ll kneel down the their level and point over to Miffy (His rabbit) Saying something along the lines of “Miffy, take care of them. I’m relying on you”
  • He’ll be very reluctant to show off his kind (Afrikaans, possibly dutch? For child) to the other nations, sure his siblings and his close “Friends” will meet and be able to talk to them but if anyone outside his circle even looks in their general direction he’ll swoop in and be an angry dutch papa.

Dad rating: Money on mother ducking mind


  • Is in many ways a tiger dad, he expects his children to do well in life and he will push them if he must. When I say he pushes I mean Hungary or his S/o or whoever pushes because being a good parent is so stressful {Cue dramatic Austrian flopping}
  • Desperately tries to get his children into the art known as music, from a young age he’ll start teaching them the piano and xylophone, from that he will show them the true power of how a single note can become the start of a great symphony!  
  • Sometimes his children will feel like they’re looking after him then him looking after them. Especially when they go {Austrian quiver} outside. They will probably need to hold his hand so he doesn’t get lost.
  • His children will have to depend on another germanic nation to take the on outings, especially if they want to go near water (He’s scared of marine animals). If they did manage to convince him to join it is likely going to be a trip to the opera or a musical.
  • They will learn proper etiquette from the day they can walk. He take pride in his proper and polite ways and is praying to everything holy that his children will at least chew with their mouth shut.
  • Anyone seen the sound of music? He is pretty much the equivalent of Georg Von Trapp: Strict, tough on his children, an amazing voice. If he has met or seen Mr. Von Trapp (and he probably has met him anyways so…) I think he’d base a lot of his parenting off of him. Including family song time.
  • Won’t make the same “mistakes” he did with Italy. If his children have any problems they must go to him. No exceptions, even if it’s something stupid like the villain from their favorite show died. They must tell him, no spoilers though.
  • Makes them do chores around the house, depending on how old they are will be the equivalent to hom much work they must do. So when they’re a baby they simply must put their toys away at the end of the day, when they’re a teen things like cleaning the living room.
  • Really enjoys baking with his children. If they would he’d be happy to teach them how to make sachertorte or vanillekipferl (praying I spelt those right) and it will always taste amazing! Probably because he has eaten so many through the years he knows how to perfect it.
  • Barley has any photos of himself and his children, he is quite camera shy and would hate to poison such a magnificent picture with his face (That physically hurt me to write that but he truly thinks that ;-;)

Dad rating: Proper

So Small

Originally posted by ktempted

“Junhong, I don’t think this is gonna work.”

Junhong pouted and leaned to rest against the practice room mirror. “You’re right,” he sighed, “I didn’t think it would.”

“Then why on earth did you make me come down here at six in the morning on my only day off?” you asked as you slid down the mirror and brought your knees to your chest.

Junhong looked away from you for a moment before he took a deep breath and sat down beside you. “I just, I don’t know. I wanted to spend some time with you, I guess. With the comeback soon, we won’t get to see each other as much anymore.” 

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Here’s what I don’t get tho;

They spent so long trying to get Oswald back, they traded Al Michaels to get him back, and now that they’ve had him back for several years they’re just… not doing anything with him? 3 video games, a few second-long cameos, a mention in Walt Before Mickey, some park merchandise, and a couple of meet-and-greets at select parks? Why spend so much time and energy trying to get a character back if you’re barely going to use him for anything?

Like, I get Oswald isn’t a household name the way Mickey is, but he’s still important to Disney history (and Disney in general, let’s be honest) and he’s not going to become popular unless they start doing stuff with him. They’ve made Horace Horsecollar a character in Roadster Racers (which I’m thrilled about, even though I don’t watch it) why not include Oswald as well? Or make more Mickey Mouse movies and have Oswald make an appearance. Heck, they could probably adapt the plotlines of the Epic Mickey games into a movie! Even if it’s direct-to-DVD like most Mickey films, more people would probably have easier access to it than the video games.

I get I’m just sort of screaming into the void; if Disney doesn’t want to do anything with Oswald, they’re not going to do anything with him, but it’s just kinda heartbreaking to see a character with such a history and such a loyal fanbase be shunned by the company to the point where even the studio’s own content creators have to fight to have him included in anything. I don’t want Oswald around just to sell merch, I want Oswald to actually be part of the Disney family.

anonymous asked:

Why do you write so much Dean and Donna? They won't ever be together so your just wasting your time. You should spend more time writing the reader stuff because we all like that way better. It's more realistic.

Originally posted by lifetimetv

Well, I do write fan fiction, which Urban Dictionary defines as taking either the story or characters (or both) of a certain piece of work, whether it be a novel, tv show, movie, etc, and creating your own story based on it. So, by it’s very definition it’s MY OWN STORY, one I can write as I please. And writing Dean and Donna together makes me happy. Oh, and I can write what I want. It’s my blog. 

So, I guess you should find someone who writes more realistic fan fiction involving the reader, as I am obviously not the blog for you. Especially since I have at least TWO fics with Dean and Donna coming out in the next month and a half. TWO, NONNIE, TWO!

things I want from season 2 of riverdale:
•less of jughead being a lil bitch
•less bughead cause honestly??? That relationship was so rushed and it doesn’t make sense
•more varchie!!! But realistically!!!
•Veronica not making everything about her dad :( (she still my bitch but honestly girl, we have bigger problems)
•Joaquin and Kevin!!!!!!!!please please please
•hermione and hiram power couple!!!! Seriously that would be so interesting
•more of archie, honestly he’s so pure
•more beronica but honestly it’s not gonna happen I’ve accepted it
•more Veronica being tHAT BITCH!!!!
•some backstory on all of the adults relationships??? Like why do they hate eachother so much??? I mean it can’t all be because of the blossom fortune
•fp spending time with his kids, he deserves it
•most importantly them doing normal and kid stuff