wider hope

anonymous asked:

Hello!! Firstly may I say that your stories are so beautifully written and I spent all on Monday reading them (when I should have been revising oops) secondly, I was wondering if you have a Fic Rec of all your Highschool/College AUs??

omg BLESS YOU FRIEND thank you for this lovely message and I’m glad my fics could be a balm in times of trouble (though please study. for the sake of your future self. studyyyyyyy). so when I got your request for the fic rec I was like huh, I don’t have one already… but I haven’t written that many high school/college fics, right?? I’ll just throw them all together and link them. turns out I have like 24…

and they are, in order of publication date (most recent –> least recent)

and just in case it counts, there’s always A Priori - a magical high school AU. ;D

Whatever You Say

A/N: I found a way to work this into Roommates. Mwhahahahahahahahahaha!!! Enjoy.

I do not own Teen Wolf or it’s characters. Sadly.

@jazzijanal said: “Maybe a Derek imagine based on the song Closer by the Chains Chainsmokers ft. Halsey? If not that fine but It could be awesome.”


Derek stared down at the brown liquid in his cup, swirling it gently, letting the melting ice cubes play a random beat against the inside of the glass.

“That’s the last one, bud,” the bartender said to him, nodding to the drink in his hands.

Derek plastered on a smile. “Oh, come on, man, I’m not even buzzed yet.”

Raising a skeptical eyebrow at him, the bartender scoffed. “That’s your fifth one, you should be beyond just ‘buzzed’ right now.”

Suppressing a growl of irritation Derek slumped back in his chair, nodding in defeat, ignoring the curious looks the bartender shot over his shoulder as he moved down the bar to the other patrons. Lost in the clinking of his ice, he almost missed her voice. It had been years since the sound had graced his ears, but it’s one of those things you never forget.

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| Rivers Of White And Gold | Kim Jongin X Reader AU | Oneshot |

CEO!Jongin X Reader

Genre: Angst & FLUFF

Synopsis: You’ve been dating Kim Jongin for four years now, but recently, he’s been distancing himself from you. When the worst is finally realized, how does he respond?

Warnings: Mentions of cheating, panic attacks, and alcohol

Word Count: 4,762

“No, it’s alright,” You forced a smile with every ounce of self control you had within you at that moment. “It’s not a big deal, promise.”

This was the fifth time that Jongin, your boyfriend, had declined to spend some quality time together with you. First, it was work, which you could understand, as being a corporate business’s CEO wasn’t exactly an easy task. Second, it was previous arrangements with the boys (his group of trusted coworkers, who were so close, they were practically brothers). But now, Jongin was straight up “forgetting” that you had scheduled time with him.

This had been a recurring pattern for three full weeks now. And after having been in this relationship for four years, it hurt. Deep.

“I’m so sorry, (y/n), I promise I’ll make it up to you, I swear I will, I just need some more time to sort some things out.” Jongin’s anxious voice sounded on the receiving end of your smartphone.

“Time…” You bit your lip to keep it from trembling. “Of course… Time. Yeah, I can do that.”

If only you could believe him. The truth was, it wasn’t just the absence of his presence.

On days that he said he had been too busy at work, staying late hours, you had decided to go out with friends of your own to relieve the stress. That was, until one night you saw him across the city street. The red and green lights reflecting off of the cars as they streamed past seemed to throw your head into a state of nausea. There was Jongin. Standing right outside of a prestigious jeweler store, he was accompanied by Sehun, his new girlfriend, and another woman. What made the dagger twist in your heart was the fact that you knew her. She was Jongin’s newest colleague; his own personal secretary, Jiwoo. You could see them inside the store together through the large glass windows, laughing and smiling. Then you saw it, happening in slow motion as your heart lept into your throat. It was Jongin, oh-so-delicately placing a thin string of pristine white gemstones around Jiwoo’s neck as she looked at the floor, blushing.

That night, you disregarded your friends’ adamant protests behind you as you ran down the city streets for the sanctuary of your apartment. That night, tears had stained your pillows. Pillows that still carried his scent.

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Ludus Tibi Potentias Impiorum

Member: Jeon Jungkook

Genre: Fluff, humor, angst, Witch!Jungkook, father thing?

Word Count: 4,730

A/N: I WAS GOING TO MAKE THIS FOR HOBI BUT GODDAMN IT JUNGKOOK WAS TOO COCKY TO LET THIS PASS and I googled so many things and apparently a warlock kinda counts as an insult in this and so does a wizard just a disclaimer thing and everything that doesn’t look like it’s in english (aka a lot((including the title)) is in latin heuheuheuheu so I hope y’all like it and shit thanks for readingggg~

      “Darling… I-I’m so sorry… Please, take care of her…”

      This was the routine. The parents sobbing, gripping onto the small thing like their life depends on it. Their cheeks flushed and hair a mess, like they had already grown attached to the infant. Even though it’s been inside a whole different person for the majority of their bonding. Come on, why the hell are you talking to a woman’s stomach? Let her be! She’s got her own problems to worry about. Okay, so besides that, even though you had told them beforehand that you were going to take the damn thing, they still try to talk you out of it! Like, um, hello? You made this deal with me, you said, “Oh yeah, sure, I’ll give my firstborn to witch. Why the hell not.” (not that exactly, but you get the gist), and that was it. It was set in stone. You give your baby to me. Kapeesh? Good. Just give me the baby, and maybe I won’t have to put a spell on you.

      Really, it shouldn’t be this hard. Move your arms out, hand it to me, and I’ll leave. Ugh, I can’t believe these mortals. So complicated.

      “She’ll be fine Ma’am, but if you please, drink this. You’ll never remember anything that has happened. Both of you must drink it. Less pain for you.” Slowly, they reached for the vials, sipping them dry. You were ready to leave, pulling out a second vial until a crash interrupted you, a man appearing. Oh god, they made two deals?! “What do you want?!”

      A chuckle arose from the man’s throat, his deep eyes piercing through you. “I think the correct words you’re looking for are, here is the baby, now I’ll be on my way.” A sarcastic smile framed itself on both of your lips, quickly turning into snarls.

      “She’s mine. We made a deal, the newborn gets handed over to me. Nice try Jungkook.”

      “Oh, silly (Y/N). If only you knew. I made the deal with the father when he was twenty five.” Despite the fact that you two were mortal enemies, standing in the same room, fighting over the same mortal baby, and making deals with the same parents, there were a lot of other strange factors happening here. Main thing though: two witches made the same for the same firstborn.

      “I got the wife. She was fourteen. Nice try darling.” Pouring the bottle on your feet, you started your chant, only to be stopped by the other witch. A grip on your wrist had you looking up, glaring at him.

      “The baby is mine.

      “Get your twisted hands off of me you warlock, I’m not giving her to you.”

      “And you think I’m letting you keep her?” Your bickering went on and on, not remembering about the two mortals still standing in the room.

      “Just share her. Y’know, like… Have you two switch days. She stays with either of you for so long. And by the way, what the fuck are you two doing in my house?” You had both been at each other’s throats, but with the mutter of  few words, you had taken him back to your cottage in the woods.

      “Share her? Please, mortals are so stupid. You cannot share a deal trade, that is simply nonsense.”

      A scoff tumbled its way out of your lips, a shake of your head adding to it. “Who do they think they are? ‘Oh, you can just share this damn baby, the one you both were going to raise and train.’ Yeah, like a weak thing like this could handle the training both of us would be giving it. That’s just torture.”

      A silence fell over you both, your heads raising to look at each other. “Did we just… Agree on something?”

      “No. I refuse to believe that. Now, leave, before I banish you myself.”

      “I’m not leaving until you give me the child!” Who does this man think he is? Gandolf?

      “If you’re so confident that the child is yours, then try the mortal’s idea.” The words left you before you could grasp what you had really just offered, your eyes widening as a smug smirk grew on Jungkook’s features.

      “You, (Y/N) (L/N), want me, Jeon Jungkook, otherwise known as your arch fucking enemy, to live with you?”

      “That isn’t what I said!” Oh deus. That is what you said, just not entirely what you meant. Well, what did you mean…?

      “That is exactly what you said. And, seeing as you offered it, I’m taking it up.” Did… Did you hear him right? This little filius canis is actually doing this just to piss you off. 

      You locked gazes with him, yours hard and unforgiving. His, however, had a glint of playfulness strung through his coffee irises, with the sheer look of determination laced in as well. “Ede faecam.”

      “Potes meos suaviari clunes.” This irrumator. 

      “I wouldn’t do that if my immortality was taken from me.” A smirk rose onto your face as you strolled into your room, the small child in your hands. “Her name will be Venus, no ifs, ands, or buts about it.”

      “There’s always my butt if you want it.”

      “Fututus et mori in igni.” His laugh echoed throughout the whole house, eliciting many cries from the baby. “Deus deodamnatus… You are a terrible father you faex.”

      “Flocci non faccio, darling. See? I can cuss too!” You rolled your eyes, flicking your finger up to silence the baby. You strolled back out to the kitchen, moving all of the wildly colored bottles in the fridge around until you came across the two mason jars filled with milk.

      “You know, if you plan on staying here and raising this child, you’re gonna have to make yourself useful somehow. Mix up some sleeping potions, make some lunch, kill yourself with a wooden stake. All of the above would be nice too.” Walking back to the baby, you maneuvered the milk well enough to where it would fall in it’s mouth. “Ugh, I do hope this thing doesn’t grow up to be as ugly as you.” 

      “You must be mistaken, darling. That’s my line.” He walked back into the room, surprisingly holding some bottles in his hands that would help with the baby. “And anyways, it looks better than most babies. Not as small or crinkled, she’ll be strong.”

      A heavy sigh left your lips, the color draining from the air. “I feel like this is something we will both greatly regret.”

      “Well, I know it is.”

      “Venus, stop running! You need to eat!”

      “Tempus adhuc stare - ut faciam tibi. Transiet per minutis ad non facere, quod ego facere non. Tempus adhuc stare - ut faciam tibi.” With the chant of a spell and the flick of his wrist, Jungkook calmly walked to the frozen Venus, hauled her onto his shoulder, and flicked his wrist again.

      “Jungkook, you can’t just freeze time whenever you need something…”

      “Of course I can. I just did, didn’t I?” You rolled your eyes, and smiled when your pupil squealed on the shoulder of your acquaintance.

      “Kookie, put me down! I’ll eat, I swear! Just pleaseeee, put me down!”

      “Cross your heart?”

      The girl rolled her eyes, were grin becoming wider and wider. “Hope to die, stick a needle in my eyes. You happy?”

      “Very. Now eat, before I feed you flies when I turn you into a toad.” A squeal came from the young apprentice, as she jumps into her chair and shovels forkfuls of the steak you had made, sounds of happiness coming from her.

      You glared at the man, blaming him for raising her to be so… Unprofessional. He would always swing her around, carry her, play hide and seek with her. Not even the good hide and seek, where you would cast a spell to help, it was the mortal’s game! He raised her like a human, and you were not in favor of the whole idea. “You are making this harder for her. She’ll never learn well if you treat her like, a-a princess! You can’t have her prancing around, making her think she’s all high and mighty. If anything, she’s lower than most humans. Don’t get her hopes up.”

      The girl was twelve by now, very intelligent for her age. You were never easy on her, and she knew your tactics. Jungkook was good for her - all three of you knew that, too. He was that breath of fresh air, the blanket draped over one’s shoulders on a frigid winter day. He made everything fun for her, making it all easier. You were harsh, keeping it straight to the point. No humor, no praise. A quiet, “good job”, was about the best she’ll get from you. She was the perfect combination of you both. The humor and confidence of Jungkook, but the mindset and persistence from you. You had to admit, having him here made things better. For one, it made her better.

      It made you better.

      A laugh poured out from his lips, a genuine one, at that. The way his nose crinkled, and his eyes shone bright with joy, it made you want to smile. But you didn’t. “It’s called having fun, (Y/N). You should try it with us sometime.” His laugh tickled your ears again, the sound melodious and cheery. You didn’t really like that combination. Unless it was with those two.

      “I don’t need fun to have a good time. I need spells and herbs. Nothing more.” Yes, that’s right folks, the emotionless (Y/N) (L/N) has grown attached to these two. The human and the enemy. Wonderful.

      “Yeah, sure you don-”

      “(Y/N), I’m ready for today’s lecture.” Looking down at the girl, a smirk rose onto your face. Her exterior had changed immensely, the once smiling and bright girl, had turned cold and stoic. She knew your expectations, and she lived up to them. You were proud of her for that.

      “Well, get on with it then. Protection spell today. Grab the herbs. Jungkook, if you die today, blame it on her.

      “Hey!” Their voices ran in unison, a laugh falling from your lips. 

      “Just saying. Now come. I need to summon something.” Taking Jungkook’s hand, you tugged him out of the cottage and into the clearing near the home. After Venus having grabbed the needed ingredients, you let her get on with it.

      Lighting the seven candles, she topped the bowl of herbs upon a Baphomet symbol, and cast the spell.

      “Ad ligandum eos pariter eos coram me.” Appearing behind Jungkook was a demon, who’s sole purpose was to kill him. Not something a twelve year old should be held responsible for doing, but, she’d live. Jungkook stood, as still as a tree, as he waited for the words to tumble from Venus’s mouth. A look of pure horror was spread over her face, something that read: “I can’t do it.” Stumbling over her words, she uttered the first few syllables of the chant, before bursting into tears. “R-regna t-t-terrae, cantat- I can’t do it! Jungkook, I-I’m sorr-”

      “Regna terrae, cantata deo, psallite cernun nos, regna terrae, cantata dea psallite aradia. Caeli deus, deus terrae, humiliter majestati gloriae tuae supplicamus ut ab omni infernamium spirituum potestate, laqueo, and deceptione nequitia, omnis fallaciae, libera nos, dominates. Exorcizamus you omnis immundus spiritus omnis satanica potetas, omnis incursio, infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis and congregatio secta diabolica. Ab insidiis diaboli, libra nos, dominates, ut coven tuam secur tibi libertate servire facias, te rogamus, audi nos! Terribilis deus sanctuario suo, cernunnos ipse truderit virtutem plebi suae. Benedictus deus, gloria patri, benedictus dea, matri gloria!” The words left your lips in a storm, almost inaudible from how fast you were saying them. A sigh escaped your lips once the demon busted out into flames, your figure walking over to Venus, who was curled up in a ball. “You… Go inside Venus, me and Kookie will talk.” Holy shit, “Kookie”? That’s the first time you’ve called him that. First time for everything, I guess. 

      With a nod, the girl crashed back into the house, leaving you and Jungkook alone.

      “What the hell was that?!”

      “What the hell was what?! Did you want to get possessed?! She couldn’t do it, she was too scared. We shouldn’t expect this from her… It’s too much. It’ll eat away at her later in her life.”

      An eerie silence swallowed up your fight, both of you looking in opposite directions. “… Why’d you do it?”

      “Do what, Jungkook? Save your fucking life? Because she needs you, Jungkook. I need you. And she doesn’t need the burden of killing the one person she loves and looks up to on her shoulders.” Packing up the remains of the spell from the ground, you turned and ran into Jungkook.

      “You… Need me?” Expecting to look up to a cocky smirk on his face, you rolled your eyes and brushed passed him.

      “If you’re gonna put it like that, maybe I don’t.” Slamming the door behind you, you stashed the supplies away in the cabinets. If only you had really looked up to see the pleading look on Jungkook’s face, begging for you to confirm that, in fact, he did hear you right. If only you saw how broken he looked when you walked away, the image of his heart shattering clear in his eyes. If only you knew that he was the one that needed you, and that he thought his chances of having that were slimmer than slim.

      A knock at Venus’s door had her head shooting up from her hands, her body scrambling off of the bed to get to you. “I-I’m sorry (Y/N)… It shouldn’t have happened, I-I can make it up to you, I’ll-”

      “Sh. It’s my fault, I shouldn’t have expected that much from you. In all honesty, I don’t even know if your Kookie would’ve been able to do that. You’re a brave girl, Venus. Don’t ever forget that.” A nod came from the girl, a kiss on her head coming from you. “Go clean up, I’ll make you a post dinner snack.” You smiled when she kissed your cheek and ran to shower, a smile that hadn’t appeared in a long time. Standing to go whip something up, you were met with Jungkook, whose eyes were locked onto the floor.

      “(Y/N), I-”      

      “Save it.” Knocking shoulders with him, you held your ground, stalking back into the kitchen. He knew how stubborn you were, and how there were almost no ways in the world to get you to listen to him. Almost.

      Coming up behind your figure, his thick arms pinned you against the counter. The initial shock of what he had just done rendered you speechless, giving him a slight chance to explain himself. “Goddamn it (Y/N), I swear on a demon’s eye that I didn’t mean to say it that way. Honestly, I don’t want to know if you care about me, just for the sake of my own heart. I’ll leave it at that.” Just as fast as it had happened, he was gone, already out the door. Your grip had tightened on the bag of sugar you were holing, cursing yourself for taking it the wrong way. Shaking the feeling of butterflies rising in your stomach, you continued to put together the mix for the cookies you were making.

      You knew you couldn’t give him what he wanted. So, you wouldn’t. For the safety of this household. If anyone got too close, you’d all be weakened in a heartbeat.

      Years had already passed, and you had given Venus her first assignment. It was to hike up the mountain - with the accompaniment of you and Jungkook, of course -, gather anything she would need in the forest, and wipe out a majority of the demon population. The number of anything up there was scarce anyways, so it would be a simple task. The harder part was, to let her do it on her own.

      Truth be told, you had grown outrageously attached to the mortal, as well as Jungkook. Either way, the outcome wouldn’t be one you would particularly favor, so you kept quiet. There was always the occasional teasing from the both of them, which would tear a smile or a laugh.

      “Are we almost there?”

      “Shut your trap, Jungkook.”

      A laugh erupted from Venus’s throat, a glare from the man being directed to both of you. Venus had grown to be a beautiful young lady, but the passing years had done absolutely nothing to you and Jungkook. You both look the exact same - the scar that you had come to love on his cheek not looking even a day old. Venus had often made jokes about your immortality, and how you two are technically two walking corpses in disguise of very attractive people. But, being the teenager she is, she’s practically begged for you two to be together, saying that everything would be so much easier.

      And that she’d actually have a family.

     “Maybe if you were a bit more patient and observant, you’d notice we’re already here. It’s just the matter of whether or not the demons feel like playing.” You both looked up at Venus, a smile growing on your face. “You can both start out by setting up a symbol in the clearing, and I’ll set up a camp in case we have to stay the night.”

      “Okay, sheesh, fine mini (Y/N).” Jungkook grumbled a few things about how, ‘she really has worn off on you, I want the old Venus back.’, while taking out some paste to paint the trap. Dropping your bags in the middle, you grabbed some brushes to help with the trap.

      “Don’t spill it all this time, you dimwit.”

      “That was one time!”

      “Enough to almost get us all killed.”

      “If the trap doesn’t get set up, we will be killed. Please don’t fight today guys, just once. I get that you two hate each other and all, but act like you’re married for a day.”

      “We aren’t married!” You and Jungkook yelled at her in unison, a howl of laughter coming from her. “You might as well start calling us your parents if you’re pulling that game.”

      A smirk arose on her face at Jungkook’s words, her arms crossing over her chest. “Then get to work dad.” This earned a facepalm from you, snatching the bowl of paste from his hands.

      “Great job Kook. Great. Job.” Both of you glared at each other, before he moved to plop onto the pile of bags inside the circle. “What the hell are you doing?!”

      “You took the paint, don’t look at me.” Rolling your eyes, you flicked your finger and muttered a few words. In a second flat, he was no longer the handsome man you knew, but an ugly toad covered in warts. You bursted out laughing at the sound of horror that came from his throat, the mere croak of a toad showcasing his disgust. “Turn me back!” His voice was too big for his tiny body, a hiccup of surprise coming from him.

      “You’re more useful in this state. It may be easier to kill you. And plus, no demon wants to posses a creature as ugly as you. I’m just saving your life.”      “Forgive me, o righteous one, for I have forgotten my place.” His sarcastic tone dulled out the air around him, rolling his eyes and he hopped over to you.

      “You are forgive- ARGH! GET AWAY FROM ME, TOAD BOY!!!” Upon hopping his way over to you, he had jumped onto you. Except he landed on… Well… Your chest. Spewing out the return spell, your back crashed against one of the enormous tree trunks, and he had returned back to his normal form. With his face buried in your breasts. Unable to form a complete sentence, you instead went straight to kicking him away from you. Both of your faces were bright red, and Venus’s roaring laughter in the background didn’t help the situation one bit.

      “I-I, um, y-you, uh…”

      “Let’s just… Pretend none of this happened. Deal?”

      “Deal.” Handing him the bowl of paste that was set on the ground, you let him finish the trap as you went back to the center. Not before Venus could confront you, though.

      “T-that, was priceless! The look on your faces, oh god, you should’ve seen it! That was completely golden! Oh my god, BEST FIRST MISSION EVER!!!!” As the blush made a statement on your face, you rolled your eyes and hid away into one of the tents. One of the two.

     “Venus…?” A hum of acknowledgement came from her, and you rested your head in your hands. “Why are there only two tents…”

       A snicker came from the girl as she tried to contain her laughter about the situation. “So you and dad can have your own, of course.” A sigh fell from your lips as you dared not to press on the matter at hand, knowing that she would never cave, and that neither you nor Jungkook would be in the mood to put up another tent. Setting the floor of the tent with blankets and pillows, you laid your body down under a mound of wool to rest. Hearing the flap unzip and the strangled cough coming from the intruder, you knew it had to have been Jungkook.

      “So I’ll take it she’s making us stay together…?”

      “Yep.” A sigh came from him, the blankets next to you rustling. You tucked your head deeper into the blankets, falling fast asleep in minutes time.

      As soon as he realized you were out, his arms found their way around you, pulling you closer to his chest. If she wakes up like this, he thinks, I can just say I was keeping her warm. There’s quiet a breeze tonight. So, with you encased in his hold, he fell into a deep sleep, dreaming of none other than you.       

      Waking up later in the night, you decided you would get a head start on gathering some supplies. Only to be stopped by the grip Jungkook had on you.

      Not now, you thought. I don’t need these feelings hitting me in the face at this time of night. Sliding your way out of his grasp, you silently managed to escape the little camp without waking either of them up.

      Well, that’s not entirely true.

      The second he no longer felt you against him, Jungkook had been aware of the fact that you had wandered off into the night. Following your steps, he slithered away from the clearing, and followed you out into the dense clutter of trees. But, there he saw you, looking like a goddess in the light of the moon. You were sitting on a rock near a quiet stream, watching the shooting stars reflect their brilliant light onto the rippling water. He stepped on a twig to make notice of his presence, just so that he wouldn’t fall asleep again with an aching groin.

      Your head whipped around to see Jungkook, standing in the shadows of the trees. He looked absolutely stunning under the light of the moon, a smile gracing his lips. “Mind if I join you?” Your cheeks flushed after noticing his bare torso, and you motioned to the rock adjacent to yours.

      “Not at all. How’d you know I was out here?”

      “I have my ways.” You both laughed at his antics, the barriers of your heart all breaking down. Now was the time that he could see the real you, the person you wanted to be around him. He made his way over to you, and instead of taking a seat on the other rock, he sat on yours. “So what are you doing out here?”

      You tore your gaze away from his, looking back down into the water. “Ah… I was just thinking.”


      “About what we would do if anything happened to the three of us. How we would deal. If we would want to even deal at all…” Your eyes fell from the skies to the stream, a tear threatening to make its way down your cheek.

      “Hey… Don’t get all sappy on me. Nothing will happen to any of us, not while I’m around. And that will be along time.” He quietly chuckled, bringing his arm back around your waist. “That I can promise you.”

      You smiled, resting your head on his shoulders. “Shut up, I don’t wanna break my record for longest days without crying because of you.” You both laughed, taking in this extremely rare moment.

      “(Y/N)…?”      Tilting your head up to look at him, you were met with his warm gaze, something that could swallow you up whole. “Yeah?”

      “You know I love you right?”

      “I love you too toad boy.”

      “Oh, wow, way to ruin the moment!” You lifted your head up in laughter, only for it to be ceased by his hand on the back of your neck and his lips pressed against yours. Warmth spread over your body, the sparks flying through every single nerve. But, as you were both about to pull away, the click of a camera had you two falling off of the rock.

       A scream of delight came from the direction the previous sound came from, both of you looking up to see Venus jumping around, tears dripping down her cheeks. “I FINALLY HAVE A FAMILY!” Her display of happiness injected the feeling of hope, of pride and joy into your veins, tears rolling down your own face.

      “A… Family…” Running over to the both of you, she threw her arms tightly around you two, hiding her face away from sight.

      “I love you mom, I love you dad. I love you both so much.”

      Jungkook looked over to you with a bright smile, kissing your lips and leaving a peck on Venus’s head. “We love you too darling.”

      “ANASTASIA! (Y/N), Where’d you go?” Hearing your call from outside with Venus, he heaved out a sigh and scoured the house to find his other daughter. “Oh, my little gumdrop… Where are you?” A muffled yelp of surprise came from him, as his daughter’s hand quickly clasped firmly over his mouth from behind.

      Coming in with Venus and baskets of fresh fruit, you set everything down on the table and brushed your hands off. “Jungkook?” Calling out for your husband, you only got silence in return. Looking over at Venus, she offered you a nod before you went off to find your husband and daughter. Upon seeing the thirteen year old trying to cast a spell on Jungkook, your laugh danced through the air. “Ahhh Anastasia, what have I told you? No spells before dinner. You can turn your father into a toad afterwards.”

      Your daughter looked up at you, a pleading look in the beautiful eyes that she shared with Jungkook. “But mom-”

      “You heard me. No buts. He’s all yours after dinner though, you’ll live. Now go help your sister with the vegetables.

      She laughed and hugged you, kissing your cheek. “Ugh, fine. Thanks mom, I love you!” She ran off to the kitchen, shutting the door behind her.

      “Love you too!”

      Looking back down at your hopeless husband on the bed, you broke out into a fit of laughter as he pulled you down and tickled you. “What about me?” 

      “F-fine, j-just let me go!” Gasping for air, he laughed and hugged you, leaving kisses all over your face. “I love you, toad boy.”

      He grinned and laughed at the nickname, placing a loving kiss on your lips.

      “I love you too baby.”

sending lots of love to aegosexual people who feel left out of even ace positivity posts !!!!

your identity as an aegosexual person is 1000% good, real, and valid !!!!

you deserve proper inclusion and respect and support and you absolutely always have the right to a space in the ace community as well as the wider lgbt+ community !!!!

i hope you have wonderful day !!!!

anonymous asked:

Hey! I frickn' love your blog! Could you do one with a male s/o hero getting flirted with by sombra and widow (not poly) thanks! Again you frickn' rock, WRITE ON!


She smiled at you, a playful look on her face. You raised and eyebrow and her smile just grew even wider.

“I hope you’re an ISO file,” she said, a smirk on her face.

You raised an eyebrow and she gave a small giggle.

“Because I want to mount you.”

You groaned and she just kept smiling, her face beaming.


A chill went up the back as Widowmaker kept staring at you. It even freaked Sombra out as she looked over with concern on her face.

“Your ears look cold,” she said, face completely straight as Reaper looked over.

“Okay?” you asked, touching your ears and thinking that they felt a rather normal temperature.

“Warm them with my thighs,” she said and Sombra spit out her drink, Reaper starting to laugh.

SPEED-DATING AU {Omegaverse} - The Fifth Date P.2

Inspiration/dedication: the speed-dating comic by bansheegrahamtao♡ 

Summary: Omega Will finds love at first sight in a diner! 

Will daubed at his kiss-swollen lips self-consciously. He’d done his best to emulate the exquisite table manners of the alpha seated across from him, to avoid offending his new mate, but he found himself too-often distracted. Hannibal would not stop staring at him, and when Will defiantly stared back, he’d been forced to look away immediately at the sight of the lurid bruise just under Hannibal’s jaw. Had he done that? Will felt an unsightly blush heat his face every time he saw it, and he could've sworn that Hannibal showed it off on purpose

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istillliveinnarnia  asked:

Would you do like a headcanon or fanfic with a dryad and nymph relationship? :)

“Dandelions, dandelions, dandelions.” Aquata paused. She blinked a few times. Looking around the gardens, she realized something. “What in the world is a dandelion and what does it look like?”

Queen Susan was redecorating some of the rooms in the palace in preparation of some Calormen nobleman’s arrival. Apparently that nobleman - Rabadash, if she remembered his name correctly - required a fresh bouquet of flowers - dandelions to be exact - in his rooms every day. Being the only servant not yet occupied with any of Susan’s orders, the Gentle Queen had sent her off to gather a fresh bouquet of dandelions from the palace gardens. Aquata was now in the middle of the gardens, surrounded by acres of flora that she knew nothing of. She was a water nymph, the only flora she knew of were the ones that lived below the brook she came from.

Turning in a circle, Aquata tried to look for a gardener or dwarf or anyone, truly, that knew what a dandelion was and where she could find them. There was no one in the gardens besides herself. Everyone must also be running some sort of last-minute alteration for Queen Susan. Queen Susan was truthfully very kind to her servants but she tended to go overboard when it came to visiting foreigners. Cair Paravel would become a frenzy of servants rushing to do Queen Susan’s bidding as she called out instructions, the other Pevensie monarchs nowhere to be found as they knew that Susan would rope them into helping her if they popped their heads out.

Aquata sighed letting her shoulders slump. “I suppose I have to go about this on my own, now.”

She began to wander through the gardens, looking at each flower carefully. She had no idea what a dandelion looked like but she assumed that she would know once she saw one. After delving deep into the rows of bushes and shrubs and trees, she found a bright yellow flower with a brown center.

“Aha!” She tried to pluck the tall flower but it was deeply rooted into the ground. She futilely tugged on the flower’s stem. She eventually gave up and began to scrounge through her apron for some sort of scissor or knife to cut the stem of the flowers.

“Do you need any help?” Having still been hunched over the flowers as she was surprised by the voice, Aquata fell into the flowers. She lost her human form and fell into her natural state as fresh water then quickly re-formed after her initial fright went away.

A hand entered her line of vision. Aquata looked up to see that the hand belonged to a man, a dryad by the looks of him. She thankfully accepted his hand. “Sorry about that. I didn’t mean to scare you.”

Aquata suddenly became embarrassed. She didn’t like to get caught off-guard. “It’s fine.”

There was an awkward silence. Neither knew what to say as they stood facing each other. Turning her gaze away from the dryad’s, she glanced at the flowers. Suddenly remembering why she had been in the gardens in the first place, she asked, “Can you help me gather these dandelions into a bouquet for Queen Susan?”

To say that she was surprised when the dryad laughed and shook his head would have been an understatement. “No.”

She blinked. Hadn’t he heard her? These flowers were for Queen Susan. Why was he acting like a queen’s request was something to brush away at one’s whim? “But, why not? These are for Queen Susan. For her guest. She very much needs them. Soon.” She spoke slowly as if that would make him change his mind.

The dryad’s smile widened. “I won’t help you arrange those flowers into a bouquet because those aren’t dandelions. Those are sunflowers.”

Aquata blushed. “Oh. Then thank you.” She was thankful that he had caught her mistake, although she was rather embarrassed. She knew, though, that she would rather have this small moment of embarrassment than have had to walk into the palace with hundreds of other servants milling around and hand the Queen a bouquet of the wrong flowers.

The dryad began to make his way through the rows and rows of different flora. Aquata scurried to catch to him. After a few moments of silent walking, Aquata spoke up. “You know your way around the gardens very well.”

The dryad turned his head slightly as he answered. “I would hope so. Not only am I a gardener, I was born right there.” He pointed to a patch of trees located on the outskirts of the gardens.

“Ah.” So she had been right, he was a dryad.

Another silence. Before the silence became uncomfortable, the dryad stopped in front of a cluster of bright yellow flowers containing many florets. The flowers she had first believed to be dandelions - sunflowers, the dryad had called them - were nothing like the real dandelions. Although she was grateful for his help, she was even further embarrassed. The dryad crouched down and began to cut some of the flowers from their stems, slowly creating a bouquet.

She thanked him quietly as he handed her the completed bouquet, ducking her head so that he wouldn’t see her bright cheeks. He smiled kindly in return. “It was no problem.” Plucking another dandelion, he tucked it behind Aquata’s ear. “If you need me to help you next time with any flowers or you just want someone to talk to, ask for Ren.” He shot her a wink and whistled as he strolled away.

Later, as she handed the bouquet to Queen Susan, the queen would ask Aquata why her cheeks were bright and her smile so wide. Aquata could only answer by smiling wider.

Avoidance (GD)

GD: When you avoid him after getting rejected…
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Today was the day. You were going to do it – you were going to commit to mission impossible.

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yestaylorunger  asked:

Hi! ^.^ I was just wondering how you built up your blog? I'm new to tumblr and blogging in general and just got my first follower today :D so any advice for newbie bloggers? Thanks a bunch <3

hello! and welcome to tumblr (✿◠‿◠)

for me it was sort of a lucky accident; about two months into having this blog, i posted some photos of an altar i made during spring and it ended up gaining a lot of attention from the witchy community on here. from there, i was inspired to just keep posting original content, and engaging with other bloggers who shared my interests and aesthetic! ☺️💕 so essentially, just stay active, try connecting with others, and, if you post your own stuff, tag those posts with many things to attract a wider audience. :-) i hope this helps! ✨

Accidental possession

     It all started on a normal winter day after school. It was my birthday and I got presents from my friends. All were pretty amazing and funny. But there was just one present that freaked me out. It was from my former friend that moved away from town few years ago. His name was Patrick and we stopped talking, because his parents divorced and we were too far away from each other. There was also another reason why we didnt talk. The day he left, he came to me a tried to kiss me. I dodged and then he started to cry. That was the exact moment when I saw him for the last time and the moment when I ran away.

      I left the box closed until next day when the party was over and all my friends were gone. I slowly opened the box. There was a letter, which I didnt want to read and a gold shiny stone. At first I thought it was just a pyrites, but it was something else. I examined the stone. Nothing special. I just felt a bit wierd. I let it be and went to do some housework and  house cleaning after the party. My parents were out-of-town, so there was no problem at all and I made sure, that they wouldnt find any evidence of a big party. They would have been pretty upset if they would find out that I tried weed last night. After all the cleaning, I went to bed a thought of Patrick. Such a shame that he moved away. At that time, he probably just figured out, that he was gay a thought the same of me. Shame that I was a shy guy and didnt respond. Maybe everything would have been different. 

      I woke up all sweaty and scared. I had horrible dreams, but I dont remember what they were about. All I know is that Patrick was in all of them. And was laughing in every one of them. I went to take a quick shower. I put on my clothes and went to get breakfast. I heard my brother opened his bedroom doors.

 “Could you take me to school? The bus is still not coming and I want to be there early”, I shouted out loud so he could hear me upstairs. “Five minutes!” was his answer. I ate my breakfast and waited for another ten minutes. Then he came out of nowhere. 

“Hey. Are you ready to go?” said my brother with a stupid grin on his face.

I had to admit, that he was hot. He didnt work out a lot, but he still looked cool. I always tried to make him to go to the gym with me, but he didnt wanted to listen to a chubby little brother. 

“Btw pretty cool photos. How many people was in the house? And do mum and dad know about all this?” he asked with my tablet in his hand and open gallery. His smile was even wider now. I was hoping that he didnt see all the photos. One of the last photos was of me and my classmate making out. It was just a dare task, but I cant say that I didnt enjoy it.

“Dont be a dick! Put that down! Its not yours.”

“Make me, little brother. Make me give it back to you and I wont tell mum and dad.”

I shot out my hand and grabbed his wrist. Sudennly everything turned black and I felt like I was about to vomit. I could feel I was holding something in my hand. I opened my eyes and saw that I was standing in a different direction than before. I sat down, because my head was pounding. I looked at the tablet. “Where is that stupid idiot?” was all i could think about. 

“Hey asshol…” my voice came out of my mouth, but it wasnt the voice that I was used to. It sounded more rough and was similar to my brothers. I ran straight to the nearest mirror. In the mirror was the reflection of my brother. I moved my head slightly and he did the same. I couldnt believe my eyes. I stared at myself for five minutes. Then I realised that I somehow possessed my brother and I started to see the good sight of it.  I stripped and immediately touched myself everywhere. My new cock was rock hard a wainting for me to jerk it off. Before I started I took out his phone a snapped a photo.

“Hell yeah! This is going to be a lot of fun!”

Part 2:  http://m2mbodyswappingandmore.tumblr.com/post/156185177836/accidental-possesion-part-2

[150302] Fancafe Update - Sangdo

Title: Happy SangDo Day :) ♥

SangDo’s 20 Questions & 20 Answers

Name: Yoo Sangdo     DOB: 1993.03.02    Blood Type: AB

1. How would you describe yourself in a few words?
A creek. Just how it becomes deeper as it gets wider, I hope I can be like that too!

2. What is your favourite number & why?
2, 3,7. 2 is my lucky number. I like 3 and 7 so I also think of them as my lucky numbers.

3. The good & bad points of your personality?
The fact that I don’t seem light (easy) to people.

4. What are the top 3 memorable things for you in the past year?
1) Debut stage!   2) Concert!   3) The day we received the Best Rookie award!

5. If you could go back to being a student, what would you want to do the most?
Busking! Dating in school uniform..👉👈

6. What is your favourite colour & why?
I like all colours~ But if I had to choose, white, black, grey, silver, these… ㅋㅋ I have a lot of grey clothes… I really like silver accessories.

7. Write down the sizes of your shirt/pants/foot/finger/toe/head that you know!
Shirt – 95~100
Pants – 30~31
Foot – 265~270

8. What are you most interested in lately?
Clothes? Where should I go to see ToppKeul?

9. The variety program you really want to guest on?
Law of The Jungle… Three Meals

10. What is the best thing you’ve done since being born?
Being born as my mother and father’s son, Yoo Sangdo, and becoming a part of Topp Dogg!

11. What do you think when you see Xero always trying to look good?
My god…. this kid has always been smart in pretending to look good to people… so I thought he was too much.. but lately I find him cute and fun~

12. Topp Dogg is ____?

13. Who do you share a dorm with and are there any funny episodes?
Hyosang, Hojoon, Dongsung, Hansol, Sanggyun! Dongsung is the type to take long showers, and one day I felt like he was in the bathroom for an hour…. I turned the lights off but he still finished up and walked out with a nonchalant expression. Our Kim Gohnsung…..

14. You usually show a friendly image to fans. Where can we find a friendly Sangdo?
Even when they are busy, they still come to see us~ They must have been able to see my friendly side due to my always grateful heart towards them~

15. What food do you cook the best and how do you make it?
Umm….. hamburger? French toast! As long as I have the ingredients, it’s not hard ~_~

16. What song do you enjoy listening to and sing the most lately?
I recommend Musiq Soulchild’s album. ‘Like The Sun,’ 'Yes,’ and 'Say I Do!’

17. Our fans are ____?
They’re all pretty and cute.

18. What is ToppKlass to Sangdo?
Even after I turn around, I will miss them again♡♡♡♡♡♡

19. What kind of Sangdo do you want to be for ToppKlass?
I hope to be a proud oppa, or friend or dongsaeng [for them] wherever I go….!

20. Your goal for 2015?
To be recognised more under Topp Dogg’s name is my biggest goal! Also to improve my individual skills!

SangDo’s sense!
They call this picture a non-celeb cosplay :)

Please congratulate SangDo from the bottom of your heart
..:+:.. Happy SangDo Day :D ♡ ..:+:..

Translation by: Topp Dogg Intl.

161112 BTS 3rd MUSTER Day 1 - Rap Monster Ment

1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th floor, can you make some noise?

The stage light is really bright, although I don’t know them very well. Sometimes I realize how heavy the stage light can weigh. I think about such kind of things. Things like when Taehyung talks about his struggles, when Jungkook cries, as well as the rest of the members. 

How sincere do I have to be? When I bare my heart out, how much will people listen to my deepest feelings? 

I’m scared of those thoughts. I’m scared. 

If I lay my struggles, my sadness, my whole heart out there, would people make fun of me for being weak? Would people mock me? I’m scared. 

So thank you for giving me the courage to open my heart like this, I know that feeling too. I want to say it again, I love you, our members. 

Anyway, when people fall in a desperate situation, there are only 3 things I think of. Only 3 things. First thing, music. Second thing, family. And the third, you guys. Music would be useless without anyone to listen to it. When I’m despaired, whenever our members are despaired, you become our solid support, our pillars. Thank you, we love you. We really love you guys. Thank you everyone who came to BTS 3rd MUSTER, ARMY.ZIP+. Thank you for filling up this unbelievable, this dreamlike Gocheok Dome. 

To talk a little bit more, the ARMY Bombs are sparkling tonight. It’s like we are in the midst of the universe. It’s like we are entering the galaxy with ARMYs.

This galaxy, this universe would get bigger and wider, so I hope you won’t think that you’re drifting away from our hearts. 

Because your eyes, every one of you, they shine even brighter than ARMY Bomb. We are working hard to see, to light up those eyes, those starlights. 

Do you see this universe? In this galaxy, in this sparkling space, we are one. 

Please don’t forget that you are our galaxy.

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