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Louis is the best older brother anyone could ask for. He knows this because he’s agreed to help chaperone his younger sister’s school trip to Rome. As it turns out, Italy is full of surprises. Fizzy’s Italian teacher is surprisingly hot, Rome is surprisingly interesting, and Louis is surprisingly falling in love with more than just the city.

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Louis is more nervous than usual about filming the upcoming episode of Vogue’s 73 questions. Musician and soon to be actor Harry Styles may have something to do with that.

Will Love Be There by lululawrence (13K)

Au where Louis attends a Steve Aoki concert and accidentally ends up with a husband.

You’ll Hear Me Calling for You by pinky_heaven19 (42K)

The one where Harry is an Alpha and Louis has a problem with it - until he doesn’t.

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My Top 10 Merthur Fan fics

This is a list of my favorite fan fics of the merlin x arthur pairing (my OTP) that I’ve read over the past couple of years. I strongly think these stories deserve to be shared as they, and their authors, are amazing. I want to give these authors lots of love as they clearly worked very hard on their stories. I also think the illustrator that is in a few of these stories deserves some love. Kudos to you all, and thank you all for being such talented, hard workers.

And like the cycle of the year we begin again

By: katherynefromphilly, @katherynefromphilly

Rating: Mature

Word count: 200k+

Summary:

For many long years Merlin waited.
For the other part of his soul, for the other half of his life. He was born to serve Arthur. So that meant he was also born to wait. Even if it took a thousand years. Even if the wait seemed never to end.
Until one day, suddenly, it did.
Set after the Merlin Series 5 Finale “Diamond of the Day”.
Canon Compliant. In Character. Arthur Pendragon Returns
When Arthur stumbles from the Lake of Avalon 1,500 years after his death, he finds a world unlike the one he knew. Faced with the loss of everyone he loved, and the threat of impending prophecy, Arthur must quickly learn what it means to be not just a king, but the Once and Future King. Merlin does all he can to guide him in this journey, even as he struggles to hide his love for his king, and to conquer his fear of losing him again.
Story includes sass, banter, horseplay, and True Love.


Student Prince

By: FayJay

Rating: Mature

Word count: 140k+

Summary:

A Modern day Merlin AU set at the University of St Andrews, featuring teetotal kick-boxers, secret wizards, magnificent bodyguards of various genders, irate fairies, imprisoned dragons, crumbling Gothic architecture, arrogant princes, adorable engineering students, stolen gold, magical doorways, attempted assassination, drunken students, shaving foam fights, embarrassing mornings after, The Hammer Dance, duty, responsibility, friendship and true love…
This story was inspired by the thought of Prince William of Wales (and indeed the current Max Von Hapsburg) studying at the University of St Andrews; it is also, as the title suggests, at least a little inspired by the operetta ‘The Student Prince’.

Give the Dragon a Chilli

By: supercalvin, @supercalvin

Rating: Mature

Word count: 40k+

Summary:  

Aithusa might have been no bigger than a house cat but she was still a dragon. That meant wings, claws, and her own personal hoard, which in Aithusa’s case included soft pillows, fluffy socks, and much to Merlin’s chagrin, stolen pants. When Merlin found out that his winged ward had stolen a rather considerable pile of clothing for her hoard, he thought that it would be the end of any kind of friendship with his neighbor. But when Merlin met the victim of Aithusa’s burglary, he was pleasantly surprised to find Arthur, a man who had never in his life seen a dragon let alone a burglarizing one, and Cavall, a curious German Shepherd puppy who was quick to befriend the little white dragon. From there, it was only the beginning.

Shadowlord and Pirate King

By: Footloose

Illustrated by: mushroomtale, @mushroomtale-fanart

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 160k+

Summary:

A fast ship, a good crew, a treasure, a Clan to lead – that’s all Arthur Pendragon has ever wanted. He sits on the Council, he supports his father’s kingship, and he keeps an eye on the Imperial Conglomerate when they come too close to Pirate space.
One day the Conglomerate infiltrates the Clans and poisons the King. Arthur must search for a cure to keep his father alive and the Clans from civil war.

An escape route, a sharp knife, a target, the shadows at his command – that’s all Merlin has ever needed. He fulfills his assignments, he uses the Sterling to sustain his once-royal House in their exile, and wages a private war against the Imperial Conglomerate.
When he learns of an elaborate plot to assassinate him, Merlin does the opposite of what’s expected. He flees onto a Pirate ship.
There’s a saying among the Pirates: that one’s fate is written in the stars. Destiny will always set to rights what has been made wrong.
Arthur and Merlin know that they were meant for the other from the moment they meet. They can feel it from across the galaxies separating them. Nothing can stop them from being together or from fulfilling an ancient prophecy.

A Song From Far Away

By: polomonkey, @thepolomonkey

Illustrated by: mushroomtale, @mushroomtale-fanart

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 70k+

Summary:

When Arthur is captured by an enemy king intent on conquering Camelot, his future looks bleak. For Cenred commands not only a clutch of sorcerers but a fearsome dragon trained to do battle and wreak destruction.
Then Arthur meets Merlin, a fellow captive whose magic has been bound to Cenred’s will. But can Merlin resist Cenred’s control long enough to help Arthur save Camelot?

Tributes

By: TheAvalonian

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 80k+

Summary:

It is the 57th annual Hunger Games, and Merlin Emrys stands at the Reaping ceremony with Guinevere Smith at his side, unable to hear the roar of the crowd over the ringing in his own ears. Because Merlin is about to face his best friend and twenty-two strangers in a fight to the death, where there can only be one victor.
In a twisted game where death seems the only certainty, Merlin will find himself tested in ways no one could have ever predicted - and may even find himself fighting for more than just his own life as he enters into an unlikely alliance with Arthur Pendragon, the Career tribute poised to win it all.
Merlin/Arthur AU, set in the Hunger Games universe.

Emrys Ascending

By: tricksterity

Illustrated by: mushroomtale, @mushroomtale-fanart

Rating: Teen And Up

Word Count: 110k+

Summary:

In the depths of the Crystal of Neahtid, Merlin sees the resurrection of Lord Voldemort, an event that will tip the balance of the world so far out that only he has the power to intervene and set it right, or stop it from ever happening. For that, he’ll have to pose as a student and attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
The only problem is, he’s been chosen instead of Cedric Diggory as a Triwizard Champion, and there’s a recently reborn Arthur Pendragon in Gryffindor House.

No One Mourns Like the Wicked

By: asilentherald

Rating: Teen And Up

Word Count: 150k+

Summary:

After witnessing an anti-sorcerer hate crime, Merlin leaves his family in Ealdor for King Uther Pendragon’s capital city of Camelot, looking for safety and answers about his own magic. Instead he gets roped into a musical production of Wicked, a banned play by the King’s decree back during the Great Purge, being put on by none other than Morgana Pendragon. It’s the last thing he should do if he wants to keep a low profile in a city he knows is a powder keg, ready for the Great Purge renewed, but he finds more than enough reasons–Arthur Pendragon, co-star and all-around awkward arse, at least at first, among them–to try, dare I say it, defying gravity.

Pianos are made for Falling

By: Fishwrites

Rating: Teen And Up

Word Count: 100k+

Summary:

Arthur is a world class violinist, trapped in Sydney, Australia, by his fear of flying. In the wake of a mediocre concert, vicious critics and with barely a month to go before his next (hopefully reputation-saving) recital, Arthur is almost at breaking point. When his accompanist, Morgana, breaks her wrist in a car accident, Arthur is more or less doomed. And the story begins, when the Maestro at the conservatoire, Gaius Stresemann, recommends his protege Merlin Emrys to step in. Merlin, who plays by ear, as he pleases and really just wants to be a kindergarten teacher.
Well. The story really starts six months previously when Arthur passes out drunk outside Merlin’s shoe-box apartment.

The Heart You Call Home

By: alby_mangroves

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 16k+

Summary:

Yet another autumn wanes and Merlin is tired. He wishes he could sleep through it, cover himself in leaves and hibernate until the world crumbles to dust, and he with it, the point of anything long since gone. And then, he finds a book whose author writes stories he doesn’t remember are his own.

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And like the cycle of the year we begin again

Comments: This is my favorite Merthur fan fiction of all time!!! It relieved my grieving of the Merlin finale by giving me the series 6 I’ve been longing for. Merlin and Arthur are written incredibly well and in character. The banter between them flows beautifully. I love the original characters, especially Eleanor. It has both angst and fluff. It made me sob, and laugh, and smile. When the slow burn between our two main characters ends it’s such an immense relief and rush of emotion. I followed this story as each chapter was being updated and I just remember the anticipation of each chapter coming out, especially when chapters ended on cliffhangers. I can go on for ages about this, but I think I will end it here. This story is just pure beauty, honestly.

Student Prince

Comments: I love this! Not long after joining the fandom did I discover that many people had read and enjoyed this fic immensely. It is hilarious and adorable and great. Merlin and Arthur’s relationship develops in a very similar way to the canon, from disliking each other, to becoming best friends, and then falling in love. I love the modern twist on the canon. It is engaging and comedic and should be read by many.

Give the Dragon a Chilli

Comments: This story is freaking adorable and made me want a pet dragon. As both a dog person and dragon lover this fic made me weak. I love the world that was created so that it intertwines dragons, magic and the modern world. The angst written in the story is suspenseful. I fell in love with Merlin and Arthur’s pets, Aithusa and Cavall, right away. As well, on a personal note, when Freya’s character was introduced and has an incurable illness and goes to physical therapy, I felt very connected to her due to my own chronic condition and happy that I was being represented in a way. All in all, loved it. The whole thing is a pure cinnamon roll and a great read.

Shadowlord and Pirate King

Comments: Adventurous, engaging, and edgy. This story is a great blend of adventure, science fiction, and fantasy. I love the entire world that the author builds: Pirate space, the House of Shadows, and the White Legion. The artwork is stunningly beautiful and brings this story to life. This story is very engaging, full of adventure and romance, and there is never a dull moment. Love it!

A Song From Far Away

Comments: This made me cry many times over. I’ve read a variety of this author’s fics, and like this one they are often very sorrowful and intense but end on a lighthearted note. The mistreatment of Merlin is ghastly but makes it so much sweeter when Arthur comes along to help and love him. I wanted to kill Cenred throughout the entire thing for what he does to Merlin. The story is magical and very captivating, and the artwork is enchanting and wonderful (which isn’t much of a surprise since @mushroomtale-fanart did it and is incredibly talented).

Tributes

Comments: Merlin meets the Hunger Games! This was the first ever Merthur fanfic I read that hooked me into reading fan fiction. After reading and thoroughly enjoying the Hunger Games series by Suzanne Collins, imagine my delight when I stumble across this. This story is great and does justice to both the Hunger Games universe and BBC Merlin. I love how the author writes the characters and keeps the readers starving for more. Each twist is stirring, and every character is interesting. It holds a special place in my heart.

Emrys Ascending

Comments: It’s a Harry Potter crossover, so obviously it’s amazing. But out of all the Harry Potter crossovers I’ve read, this one is my favorite. I love the fact that the author is able to intertwine Merlin with the Harry Potter universe so well. Merlin being a Hufflepuff, while not being canonical to what J.K Rowling said, is something I love (which may or may not be because I am a Hufflepuff as well). I also agree that Merlin has the characteristics of every Hogwarts house as said in this story. The fact that Merlin becomes a sort of mentor for Harry is really cool. This is an adventurous ride and sticks as closely to the plot of The Goblet of Fire as possible, while changing things up for Merlin. My favorite part of this fic is that Merlin and Arthur are able to reunite in such a heartwarming way, and of course the artwork.

No One Mourns Like the Wicked

Comments:  “No one mourns the wicked! Wicked! Wicked!” This story is very fun and got me loving the Wicked soundtrack, since I sadly could never get tickets. It’s comedic, magical, and has a great way tying the play in with the reality surrounding the characters. I love how it has many funny moments and yet deals with big issues. Whimsical, witty, and wicked.

Pianos are made for Falling

Comments: Poetry and love in music. I love pianist Merlin and his little budgies. I had a heart attack whenever his illness acted up though! Every time Merlin and Arthur fight I just want to tell Arthur about Merlin’s illness. The music of their duets flies off the page as you read it. It’s spectacular.

The Heart You Call Home

Comments: A heart-warming reincarnation fic with Arthur as a writer. You can feel Merlin’s longing and pain in the beginning as he’s waiting for Arthur to return. It’s quite emotional when they finally find each other. Also, the addition of Arthur’s dog Drake is adorable. This is emotional and stupendous.

Stolen Moments

Originally posted by stayclassysupernatural

Jensen Ackles x Female Reader

You work as a makeup artist on Supernatural during season 1. You find yourself very attracted to one of the stars.

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Contains some language, light smut, slow burn 

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Imagine being teased constantly ‘cause you and Chris are the only couple on set.

You were just walking out of the Starbucks in your hotel lobby when you spotted your fellow co-stars; Chris, Anthony, and Sebastian tumbled out of the elevator, laughing amongst themselves. Your boyfriend was the first to spot you; his pretty blue eyes lit up and he flashed you his perfect, heart thumping smile. You smiled back and waved, catching Anthony and Sebastian’s attention as well. They smiled and waved, then nudged Chris playfully with smug smile on their faces. You couldn’t hear what they were saying but from the redness in Chris’ cheeks, you knew it was them teasing him about you again.

“You’ve got a better work ethic than me,” Chris wrapped you into a hug, the Burberry London cologne you bought for him filling your nostrils. “I woke up and you’d already left,” he said and pulled away. “Thank you for the note though, without it- I definitely feared that you had been kidnapped.” He teased and you giggled.

“We’re going to go grab a coffee,” Anthony told Chris. “You going to come get one too or are you just going to share with Y/N? You know, like the two of you share everything.” You and Chris rolled eyes simultaneously while suppressing the urge to laugh; you were guilty of it, there was no denying that.

“Couple goals,” Sebastian teased in a girly voice.

“Shut up,” you laughed and shoved Sebastian back, drawing laughter from him. “Chris is going to get his own coffee 'cause I’m going to need every drop of this after last night. Oh God,” you suffered immediate regret when you saw the smirk on Sebastian’s lips.

“Oooohhh,” Sebastian began and you pressed your lips together. “Are you sure you’re going to be able to work today?” You turned to Chris, who was trying his utmost best to hold back his laugh, and shook your head. “I think we’re going to have to tell Kevin to separate these bunnies. Ain’t that right, Chocolachino?”

“Oh, definitely,” Anthony agreed. “We can’t have their love life messing the movie up.”

“You guys are the fucking worst,” you bit but the smile on your face contradicted the insult; Chris wrapped an arm around you, kissing your hair. “Just go get your coffees,” you instructed then laughed when Anthony and Sebastian saluted you. “Everyone else is already on the bus, so hurry up!” You called and they waved without turning around. “You not going to get one?” You asked Chris, who had started steering you towards the exit with him.

“You’re all the pick me up I need,” he winked with a click of his tongue.

You sipped at your coffee as the two of you walked toward the bus. Chris pulled you closer to him as you shuddered from a sudden breeze that blew in your direction. You looked up at him and smiled, reminding yourself how lucky you were to have someone as wonderful as him in your life.

“Ladies first.” He took his arm off you and yanked the door open, he beckoned you inside and you chuckled softly. “What?” He chuckled, and as a response you looked down at your butt which looked fine in your yoga pants. “Oh,” he scoffed and laughed at the same time. “I can’t be a gentleman?”

“You can.” You smiled and climbed the first step, carefully to showcase your butt; he shook his head with a light chuckle yet his eyes were pretty much glued to your perky cheeks. “But you’re not.”

“Morning sunshine,” Scarlett was the first to greet you when you entered the bus; she was sat at her usual spot, somewhere in the middle on the left hand side. “Ready for another long bus ride?” She asked, holding up a coffee cup from Starbucks and a book.

“You know it.” You held up your own coffee cup from Starbucks and your iPhone which was jam packed with your favorite albums and podcasts. “I’m going to plug in and shut down,” you told her and she nodded in acknowledgement.

“You look like you could do with some extra hours of sleep.” RDJ commented and you nodded in agreement, yawning as you did. “And I see the reason why entering right now,” he continued in a more teasing tone when Chris appeared behind you.

“What’s that?” Chris asked innocently.

“Downey was just-” Chris H began to explain.

“Don’t start,” you pointed at him and he pressed his lips together.

“I bet the beds are wrecked,” RDJ teased and you sighed. “I didn’t start, I was finishing.” He defended himself. “Sorry kiddo, you know we can’t control ourselves around the two of you. As the only couple on set, you’re bound to be teased.”

“Don’t make me dump him.” You were joking but you said it in an overtly serious tone which sent Chris into a bit of a panic; he poked his head over your shoulder, his eyes wide as his blurted out in a frantic tone.

“I’m sorry, what?”

“Nothing, baby.” You giggled and pecked his clean shaven cheek; he smiled and hugged you from behind you. “I was just ruffling their feathers so they’d stop bothering us,” you whispered in his ear.

“You two are adorable,” Cobie cooed.

“Thanks Cobie,” you smiled. “I think so too.”

“Oh, so she gets to comment without getting growled at?” Jeremy scoffed.

“That’s 'cause she’s a girl,” Sam chuckled. “And 'cause she doesn’t relentlessly torment them about their relationship. Ain’t that right, Y/N?” He asked and you nodded, smiling. “See, I can say they’re cute and she won’t growl at me. You two are cute together.”

“Thank you,” you smiled.

“That’s unfair,” Mark huffed.

“Boo hoo,” you bit then pouted mockingly.

“Alright alright,” Chris chuckled and pulled away from you. “How about we just relax, today’s only the third day of filming. We’re going to be seeing each other for the next six months, let’s ration out the teasing. Shall we?” He suggested and everyone chuckled, but calmed down.

“Ever the Captain.” You teased him and he shook his head, chuckling.

You sat down on your usual seat and Chris took his, right next to you. Both of you started to settle in, putting your bags under the seat in front of you. You pulled the cup holder down and slotted your coffee into the hole, then got comfortable; you took off your shoes and curled your legs into yourself. Chris pulled out the blanket he had stuffed under his seat and flicked it, covering the both of you. You slipped your hand into your jacket pocket and got out your iPhone and earpieces, plugging it in and putting your favorite playlist on shuffle. You put one side in and passed him the other, keeping your inside ear free so you two could talk without pulling it out.

You leaned on his shoulder and sighed contently, listening to the words of Ed Sheeran’s 'Kiss Me’; all the while, letting memories and moments with Chris play in your mind. Okay, dating a fellow co-star meant a little bit of teasing on set but you’d rather that than go six months without your beautiful, wonderful boyfriend. You couldn’t imagine how the others were dealing without their significant other and kids; basically all of them were married with children, except you and Chris; it might happen one day, for now- the two of you were contented with just each other.

“You going to sleep?” You heard Chris ask and you shook your head. “You should.” Under the blanket, he slid his hand into yours. “You had a pretty late night yesterday, you should probably rest up otherwise you might pass out doing a stunt or something.”

“I’m not that fragile,” you chuckled softly.

“Let’s not risk it,” he kissed your hair. “Sleep, okay?”

“Okay,” you mumbled and let your eyes fall close. “Mm…” You hummed, letting Ed Sheeran’s soothing voice and Chris’ soft humming put you to sleep. “I love you, Chris,” you heard yourself whisper.

“I love you too, Y/N,” was the last thing you heard before sleep overwhelmed your senses.

It Could Have Been Anyone

Word Count: 3,574
Warnings: smut

Here you go @phandomsub

Summary: Dan is a porn star asked to be a part of the illustrious Phillip Lester and there ends up being a problem during shooting…


The black town car pulled up to a large mansion on the outskirts of London that looked like every other set Dan had worked on, but he knew from industry gossip as well as watching several of Phillip Lester’s films that the inside would be anything but normal. The man was known for transforming his mansion into over-the-top sets for whatever project he was working on as well as giving hands-on direction to the actors. In normal filmmaking that wouldn’t make Dan nervous but this was the adult film industry and that put him slightly on edge. Dan was newer to the porn industry and the fact that he was asked to perform in one of the Phillip Lester’s movies was not only a shock to him but to his manager PJ as well, but this could make or break Dan’s future in the industry so he had to perform well.

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venicimo07  asked:

Prompt: trini didnt think she was doing anything sweet, but Kim is totally over the moon about Trini's actions, or the one where Trini finally be the one who made Kim into a bumbling mess of a person i love? Btw, big fan of your works!

hella

i dig this, thanks for the prompt and for keeping up with my writing :D

part 4 of 30 days of pride

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Three little things made Kimberly realize that she was in love with Trini.

Sure, they were Power Rangers and they had saved each others lives on a number of occasions, but Kim wasn’t just enamored with Trini’s heroics or her physical strength. Kim usually took cold showers after practice, but she could handle watching Trini fight. She expected Trini to show up to training every day and kick ass while rocking a crop top. What undid her were the surprising little moments when Trini was a little impulsive, unwittingly sweet, and undoubtedly genuine.

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The Arrangement: Chapter Two

Author’s Note: The wedding bells are ringing! This chapter introduces some of the tension between the reader and Kylo, and training will start next chapter! I’m trying to keep Kylo’s character as canon as possible which hard because I love writing Kylo fluff! Just remember, we need some angst in this fic before we get to the fluff ;)

Thank you so much for the support so far! I hope you enjoy, and as always, feedback is greatly appreciated!

Masterlist/ Chapter One

Originally posted by pixelrey

Grey. Black. The rare stripe of red. This was the bleak colour scheme you were greeted with when you arrived on Starkiller Base.

It was far from the ornate and intricately designed walls of the Palace. There were no paintings, no lavish furnishings. You were to call this place home and yet it felt nothing like it. Give it a chance, Y/N. You commanded yourself.

“The Supreme Leader intends for your training to commence as soon as possible. Your family is being escorted to the Base as we speak, and the wedding ceremony shall take place later this evening,” General Hux informed you.

You nodded in response, keeping your eyes fixed ahead of you. Beside you, Kylo walked at a slightly slower pace, giving him time to study your expression. In the short while he had been acquainted with you, he had learned that your mind was far more susceptible when you were particularly emotional. Your outbursts in the throne room had allowed your thoughts to pour into Kylo’s mind freely. But now, he sensed nothing.

You felt the Commander’s gaze on you and you turned your head slightly in his direction. His helmet quickly snapped up and he stared forwards.

You frowned slightly. By the end of the day, you would be married to a man who you hadn’t even seen face to face yet. Truly a complete stranger.

“This is the Commander’s quarter– soon to be yours as well,” Hux gestured to a large blast door, “In the meantime, I hope that this room will suffice, Princess.”

You stepped into the room, it was rather bare, save for a dressing table and chair. In the corner, you spotted a dress zipped up on a metal frame. You sighed. Suddenly the prospect of marriage was feeling very real.

“Thank you, General. That will be all,” you said to him, not bothering to acknowledge the Commander, who seemed to have ignored your presence this entire time.

“Your Highness,” Commander Ren gave an elaborate bow, his voice saturated in a mocking tone as he and Hux left you. You cursed yourself for letting your thoughts be heard. It was clearly something you now needed to be aware of.

You closed the door behind you and made your way to the frame, unzipping the dress. You let out a genuine gasp of surprise as you revelled in the sheer beauty of it. The gown sparkled as you moved the soft fabric between your hands. It was a dark grey colour, of course, though it was the most enticing thing you had seen since setting foot on the Base.

“I’ve just been told that the dress is a gift from the Supreme Leader himself,” you immediately recognised your mother’s voice as she entered the room.

Your spirit was lifted at the mere sight of her and you quickly curtseyed before wrapping her in a warm embrace.

“How are you feeling, petal?”

“I’m fine,” you smiled, “Promise.”

“Darling, there was no dissuading your father on the matter. Since you left this morning, I’ve been trying to convince him to do something, anything–”

“It’s okay,” you stopped her, placing a hand over hers, “I’m content with the decision if it means that I can explore my abilities further.”

Your mother quickly nodded, knowing that you were telling the truth, “Speaking of which. I’m glad your father finally found out about your power.”

“You knew?”

“I’m your mother. I do believe that it is my job to know, Y/N. Though I had hoped you would one day come to me on your own about it,” she smiled sadly.

“Well, I suppose it’s alright now. Everyone knows of my abilities,” you gave a small laugh.

“Have you been treated well?” She suddenly changed the subject.

“I, um, well yes… in the few hours I’ve actually been here, I suppose I have.”

“Even by the Commander?”

You nodded. That is, of course, if being ignored by him meant he was treating you well.

“Maker knows what’s underneath that helmet of his,” she mumbled disapprovingly.

“It doesn’t matter. If he has agreed to make me his apprentice, his appearance is a trivial consideration.”

“Yes, but he’s not just making you his apprentice is he? By tonight, you’ll also be his wife,” she said, a hint of worry in her tone.

“I can handle myself, trust me.”

You, my darling daughter, I trust completely,” she said pointedly.

“So, the Supreme Leader eh?” You asked as you eyed the dress once more, trying to distract your mother. Though you were truly surprised to learn that he would gift you such an exquisite piece.

“Indeed,” your mother nodded, “It’s quite beautiful, isn’t it?”

“It is,” a trace of a smile ghosting your lips.

“Well, I suppose I had better help you put it on and get ready,” your mother clasped her hands together.

“Sounds wonderful.”

The doors to the First Order’s throne room opened and you walked in, your arm lightly draped through your Father’s as he guided you towards the front.

You noted that only your parents, your brother and General Hux were in attendance despite the room being of such a grand size.

As you neared the front, you noticed a man standing at what appeared to be a makeshift altar. He looked young, perhaps only slightly older than yourself.

You looked around for Commander Ren, but frowned when you couldn’t find him. Surely he would be in here by now.

As you approached the young man, you noticed that he was dressed in a similar shade of grey to you. You couldn’t help but observe how handsome he was. His dark hair was held perfectly in place, his face seemed almost gentle. His eyes suddenly locked with yours and you quickly averted them. Perhaps he was the marriage celebrant.

“The Supreme Leader will conduct the ceremony himself,” your father told you quietly before leaving you face to face with the young man.

He looked at you expectantly and you returned his gaze with a confused expression. You had seen the Supreme Leader in the holo message, and he certainly did not look like the man who stood before you. So who was this?

“It was Supreme Leader Snoke’s idea to have us in matching attire,” the man finally said.

That voice… you felt as if you had heard it before. Suddenly you realised who this was, and the return of the familiar tugging sensation within you confirmed this. Underneath the helmet, Kylo Ren was just an ordinary man.

You heard him huff at that last thought and you scowled slightly. You felt as if he had invaded your mind too many times to count since this morning, and you were far from pleased about it because you knew you couldn’t do the same to him.

The Commander looked forward as the Supreme Leader’s towering hologram appeared before you.

“Commander Ren. Princess Y/N, welcome.”

You gave a slight bow, unsure how exactly to conduct yourself in front of the hologram.

“I trust that the General will attend to any further formalities afterwards, but now, I would like to complete this ceremony as soon as possible.”

And indeed, the ceremony was over before you even realised it had started. It was hardly the sort of ceremony you had expected for your wedding, but then again, this wasn’t exactly the most conventional of circumstances. You had both delivered your vows with little conviction and Snoke’s image soon disappeared after he expressed his well wishes for the commencement of your training tomorrow.

“Follow me,” the Commander instructed you.

“Commander, if I may just have a moment to say goodbye?” You asked, suddenly feeling very aware of the fact that you were now more bound to the First Order than ever before.

He gave a quick nod before striding out of the throne room.

Tears threatened to fall from your eyes as you went to your family. When would you see them next? Would you see them?

“They will treat you well here, my child,” your father said. You couldn’t tell if he was trying to reassure you or himself.

You nodded before turning to your brother. He smiled sadly as he wrapped you in a hug, “Promise me you’ll look after yourself.”

“Only if you promise to look after our parents,” you replied.

“Of course.” He said, gently wiping a tear from your eye, “We’ll see you soon.”

Finally, you turned to your mother, hugging her before she could speak.

“He’s rather handsome,” she whispered to you as she held you tightly. You could tell that she was doing her best to hold back tears.

You pretended not to hear her as you said your final goodbyes, mentally congratulating yourself for not crying as much as you had expected.

You gave your family one last wave before meeting the Commander outside of the room.

“Thank you, Commander. I–”

“Kylo.”

“I’m sorry?”

“We are equals in this union. I would rather you call me Kylo.”

“As you wish, Co– Kylo.”

As he marched down the hallway, you followed closely behind him. You vaguely remembered this area as being close to Kylo’s quarters.

He entered something in a keypad on the wall and the blast doors opened.

You contained your amazement at the small apartment- like quarters that greeted you. You entered what appeared to be a foyer, directly in front of you lay Kylo Ren’s helmet and what you assumed was his lightsaber. Your gaze lingered on it for a moment longer than necessary.

You heard him clear his threat and you looked up immediately.

“This is where you will sleep,” he said as he led you in to the bedroom. A large bed was placed in the centre. You smirked as you noticed the bed linen was entirely black. Such a surprise.

“Does something amuse you, Princess?”

“What? Uh no, it’s nothing,” you looked up at him, almost forgetting that he no longer wore that helmet. A frown was visibly plastered on his face. “And it’s Y/N, by the way.”

“I know your name,” he retorted.

“Then perhaps you should learn to use it– As you said, we are equals in this union.” You finished, feeling quite pleased with yourself. It was far easier standing up for yourself when he didn’t have his face covered.

You heard Kylo sigh as he started to unbutton the front of his shirt.

Heat suddenly travelled to your cheeks as you anticipated what was to happen. How could have not thought about this before? It was your wedding night after all…

Reluctantly, you began to unzip the back of your dress. Silently thankful that it was low enough for you to reach it yourself. All the while, your thoughts were in a wild flurry as you tried to mentally prepare yourself.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

Before you could slip off the gown, you looked up at Kylo in confusion, “I thought that you wanted to…” you trailed off when you saw that Kylo had unbuttoned his shirt to reveal a thinner undergarment underneath.

A brief look of surprise flashed across Kylo’s face, “No. No, there’s no need for that. You can change in there, the contents of your wardrobe was brought here with your family,” Kylo pointed to the closet.

You quickly entered, eager to hide your absolute embarrassment at how ridiculously you had just acted. The man is your Mentor, you fool. What did you think was going to happen?!

You tried to console yourself at the sight of your familiar clothing. At least something on this Base wasn’t tainted by dull colours.

You felt Kylo’s presence lingering by the doorway to the closet and you decided now might be an opportune moment to try and grasp an idea of what he was thinking. You focused on his mind, tugging at anything that might grant you full access. You were far too accustomed to reading people’s thoughts on the Palace that it was almost refreshing for you to be unable to read Kylo Ren’s.

“You’ll need to try harder than that,” you heard his voice from the other side of the door. He sounded indifferent.

Sighing, you quickly changed into a nightgown and hung your dress up.

You made a beeline for the bed, but stopped abruptly, “Do you have a preference?” You pointed to the bed.

He had moved to the other side of the room, half facing you as he shook his head. You took the the side closer to you and waited for the other side to dip when Kylo’s weight was placed on it. But that never came.

“Are you not going to sleep in the bed?”

“No.”

“Are you sure?

“You ask too many questions.”

“Well this bed is enormous, there’s ample room for two,” you assured him. It was true, the bed could easily accommodate you both without either of you needing to come anywhere near one another.

“I said no.”

“Alright, well there’s no need to get angry at me for suggesting it,” you mumbled innocently.

But Kylo Ren had heard the comment.

“Perhaps you forget who you are speaking to,” he growled.

You raised an eyebrow, “Then perhaps you have also forgotten. I may not be the Commander of the First Order but as the daughter of a King I will not allow myself to be ridiculed by you!”

“Then you must be weaker than the Supreme Leader suspects,” he sneered. His voice suddenly sounded different. You noticed that he had put his helmet on and changed into his usual attire.

“Where are you going?” You asked, suddenly curious as to why Kylo did not engage in the conversation further.

He ignored your question, “I expect you in the training room at daybreak,” he said before storming out of your now shared living quarters.

You groaned, the sound being muffled as you buried your head into the pillow.

Utter exhaustion meant that sleep found you easily after Kylo Ren had left. But not before a thought flashed through your mind: What in the galaxy did I agree to?

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Holding on to a good thing

Title: Holding on to a good thing

Pairing: Clint Barton x female!Reader

Word Count: ~2.7k (how did this happen?)

Warnings: angst, h/c, sweet end

Request: Hello! Hope you’re well! If you have time, can I request a reader x Clint Barton where they both get drunk and Clint admits he likes her / they sleep together.? But then the reader sneaks away because she also likes him but thinks it was because he was drunk and she is just a one-night stand to him. Maybe he tracks her down after? Thanks so much Love x

Request: Hiya! Can you do a Reader x Clint where they get into an argument and he throws up his arms/steps forward or something and Reader flinches as if she though he would hit her and it breaks his heart? Thank you

(A/n: Not my gif - Sorry it’s just one story for two requests, but I thought they went so well together)


Originally posted by arlothia

You woke up with a solid chest against your back and an arm draped over your middle, the soft breathing into your neck almost lulled you back to sleep. This was the safest you felt in years. You knew the arms and even without seeing it you recognized the chest. So your eyes closed once more relaxing into the warmth from behind you.

Your peace and quiet was ruined as soon as you felt sleep come back over you, the sleep brought memories and flashes of last night. In a split second you felt trapped instead of safe and your eyes shot open once more, now fully awake. You felt naked and vulnerable, how could you let that happen?

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HP FESTS: dramione_remix (part 4)

dramione_remix 2016: 

  • The Bone Thief - mister_otter - T, one-shot - Draco’s a brilliant, eccentric solver of magical problems, Hermione’s the Ministry employee who always manages to get herself assigned to help him. Their latest case hints at mystery and dark magic. But what game is really afoot?
  • Chained - sirmioneforever - T, one-shot -Hermione comes to terms with the fact that her marriage is over.
  • Her Wedding, His Funeral - naarna - T, one-shot - Hermione gets married, but not to the right man as Draco thinks…
  • Lessons For the Heart - eilonwy - M, 4 chapters - Hermione Granger is forced to take a new co-worker under her supervisory wing, one whose particular contributions to the company have the potential to boost profits considerably. Unfortunately, he is obnoxious, conceited, arrogant – and impossible to ignore.
  • Compound - dormiensa - T, one-shot - Hermione, Draco, and their friends must fend for themselves in the wilderness.
  • The World Remade - Ally147 -  T, one-shot - Daniel Mason doesn’t know who, or what, he is.But she does.
  • The Great Malfoy - articcat621 - M, one-shot - They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered.
  • The Way Home - RZZMG - E, 12 chapters - “I’ve lived through fire
    and tasted murder, and I am infected by both. I will end her. I will save him. and I will free my soul.”
  • The Search for the Sun Disc - Misdemeanor1331 - M, 5 chapters - Professional curiosity often takes Draco Malfoy to far-flung and exotic locations, most of which happen to be of archaeological interest to and actively excavated by Ministry employee and former flame, Hermione Granger. When an Egyptian dig yields an artefact of immeasurable power, Draco and Hermione are forced to partner once more, facing danger, betrayal, and a force that neither can fully comprehend.
  • We’re Not Broken, Just Bent - little_angry_kitten18 - T, one-shot - They weren’t broken yet, just a little bent. Like she and Draco used to be.
  • What Stars Do Best - naarna - T, 2 chapters - Hermione’s and Draco’s friends have grown desperate enough to try the newest invention of the Weasley twins that let’s you play through a story in your dream. The friends all agree that they both need a big push, so they decide to let them act out a dream based on a story they know Hermione liked - Stardust - and hope for the best…

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can we pretend that we’re in love.

in which y/n made a huge mistake and jack’s right, she can never feel loved by aneurin if she doesn’t let him. and she wants to let him. thank you to the lovely people inputting ideas but ultimately letting me decide @dunkirkkbabes , @wardley10 & thanks to @harriebb for reading and leaving amazing commentary on how I killed them. I hope I do it again.


she was dusting off her counter when she heard the T.V. “We have the boys of Dunkirk here with us now, boys welcome.” she was staying with her cousin when she went home and hearing the much anticipated interview made her heart jump into her throat.

“Turn it up.” her cousin snorted but followed, murmuring “for someone who doesn’t love someone, you sure wanna catch every word of this interview.” she ignored that but listened as the interviewer asked “Now you’re weeks away from the premiere, how excited are you?” she watched as there was a chorus of ‘very’s’ and ‘so much’, which how many times could the interviewers ask the same question and expect a different answer?

“now let’s talk a little about the co-star that isn’t here. miss y/n y/l was the only younger female on set, she was your guys age, was there any sparks between any of you?” both your cousin and you furrowed your brows. how unprofessional was this woman?

that got coughs from most of the boys and Aneurin to remain impassive until Jack joked “Alright i’ll fess up, the girly was head over heels in love with me. had to turn her down though. said I don’t wanna settle down right now, she was heartbroken.” the woman laughed along with the boys, Aneurin’s face relaxed, pressumbly happy now that the pressure was taken off the question. her cousin gasped as the woman asked “so is that why she was seen leaving early?”

crickets.

fucking crickets from all around the world. them in England and y/n and her cousin in the states. “Someone say something..” her cousin whispered impatiently and they watched as Jack licked his lips before saying “She had a bit o’ filming to do in states. wasn’t for any particular reason though. the media always tries to make it somethin’ it’s not.”

thank God for Jack. but that only made y/n feel worse. she broke his best friends heart and now he’s helping take the rap?

“now she was seen quite out a lot with you Aneurin, was there anything going on there or was it all innocent? cause you two looked quite content and cozy.” both y/n and her cousin’s mouth dropped open at the boldness and y/n laid back on the couch “For fucks sakkkkeeeeee.” whisper yelling and kicking at her cousin she yelled “Turn it off!”

“no! you wanted me to turn it up so suck it the fuck up and listen.” covering her ears she heard a muffled answer and her cousin hit her ankle “did you hear him?” she sighed pitifully “was trying not to.” she smiled and rewound it and y/n held her breath as he said as gently as he could “ya know y/n is a good person through and through.

she’s amazing and lovely and an all around sunshine. I mean the guys and I probably couldn’t have survived five months without her bumbling smile or her laugh. I think it was a good thing having a woman around. keep us in line.”

he finished with a bit of a smirk and the woman smiled “was she the boss of all you?” Jack laughed and Aneurin smiled “she was, she’s the boss and the mum and best friend at all time.” she nodded and y/n smiled. even after everything they’d been through. what she did, he still answered in the most polite way that wouldn’t cause any media outlets to stick their noses further where they didn’t belong.

“so what’re you gonna do now?” her cousin asked, causing y/n to look at her with pursed lips and a furrow in her brow “Bout?” “Oh come on you have to call him! No! don’t call him! make it dramatic! you’ve got money! fly us to him and confess your love to him and make out with him in the bloody airport!” her cousin giggled as y/n turned red. always so easily red at the most offhand comments about sexual things, which was strange for someone who was just getting done being friends with benefits with her co-star.

“y/c I told you i’m just gonna see him at the premiere and when I do i’ll be nice and polite and hope this whole thing just blows over.” her cousin furrowed her eyebrows at that “you really don’t get it do you? sure you can ignore it and just hope it goes away, but why would you want to? you might think he’ll wait forever but he won’t. he wants you here and right now and if you’re not willing to give him that then he’ll find it somewhere else.”

opening her mouth to retort her cousin said loudly “AND don’t give me any of that crap that you don’t want to be with him, and you hope he can find someone who can give him that, because I know you. and I know you want to be the one who receives all the love from him and give all the love back to him. and I know you’re scared but you’ve got to get over that. because you know where all that fear about love and relationships is gonna get you? alone. do you want that?”

pausing at that y/n felt slapped in the face. she knew her cousin didn’t mean it as harshly as it came out but this was the second time someone had pointed out her flaws and shoved them in her face. “It’s not like I meant to.” y/n whimpered, her face crumpling with a hot sob.

her cousin sighed at that and nodded “I know.” hugging y/n tightly she rubbed her back as she broke down in hot sobs. she knew her well. knew that she clammed up at even the slightest bit of intimate gestures given to her or shared with her.

always had. she was afraid in a lot of ways of falling for someone, afraid they’d treat her badly. afraid that every single guy was the same. but she had talked for months before about Aneurin and about how good of a guy he was, how cute he was, how much his accent made her stomach flip and her heart jitter.

she knew her cousin loved this man. a man she hadn’t even met, but she was happy for her and was quite serious about her getting on a plane and confessing everything to him. maybe just not now, not with her mascara running down her face and after getting snot all over. wiping y/n face with the ends of her sweater her cousin smiled brightly

“you’re hopeless.” giggling she smiled as that brought out a giggle of y/n and her cousin smiled rubbing her arms “alright so how bout you clean your face and we go find your man?” y/n cleared her throat and frowned at that “but even if I wanted how would I even find him? it’s useless. and even then I wouldn’t even know what to say, he hates me y/c! he probably wants nothing to do with me and i’ll just make a fool out of myself.”

frowning at that her cousin rubbed her hair back and whispered “you know he’d be crazy to see you, he said you were a good person. he practically fell out of his seat when they mentioned you, that doesn’t scream someone who hates someone does it.” it wasn’t a question. it was a statement and y/n looked up at her.

“he’s just being polite. he knows it’d be horrible for us and for the movie, for us and our mess to get in the way of it all.” looking at her unconvinced she asked “y/c..what I am to do?” her cousin sighed and swallowed before standing up “alright cmon.” Pulling y/n up she said “that’s bullshit.”

Grabbing her purse she said “we’re going to get him back and we’re doing it now.”

Y/n smiled at that and nodded before they grabbed their things and headed out on a mission.

“Have they answered?” Her cousin asked as they boarded the plane “no. But I have another idea.”

Scrolling through her phone she found Twitter and opened it quickly typing

’@yourtwittername: ay! Anyone know the whereabouts of my dunkirk boys? Have a question I wanna ask one of em.

She smiled as the replies came through with photographic evidence and she smiled “they’re at the pub where we always used to go to.” Y/c smiled at that “you’ve got your ways, let’s just hope they manage to stay there.”

Seemingly like hours later her and her cousin bounded off the plane, through the airport lobby and out the doors, her cousin standing on the curb whistling, throwing up her hand, and hailed a cab.

She had lived in New York.

Jumping in the cab y/c smiled as the cabbie asked “where to ladies?” Looking up from her phone y/n yelled “twenty two second street hurry!” And they were heading through France.

They were two blocks over when she spotted the gang of men she recognized so well and she yelled “STOP!” Hitting his breaks they jerked forward and y/n opened the door, in traffic and got out, her cousin behind her.

 Looking over at her cousin she smiled as y/n yelled over all the traffic and street noise “ANEURIN!”

It was really a movie moment in all the best cliché ways. Jack was the first to see her and had opened his mouth before all the boys turned and Jack said something apparently to make Aneurin turn, because he turned and looked over, confusion crossing his face before he looked mildly surprised and then, guarded.

she couldn’t blame him, he put his heart out on the line for her to smash it with her hands. but she wasn’t going to give up, she didn’t come this far to go away without talking to him.

seeing that he hit Jack and was starting to walk again, y/n grabbed her cousin’s hand and whispered “C’mon!” rushing through the very busy traffic street in France there was blaring horns and lots of cursing in French and y/n and her cousin apologized, both of them red but heading towards the boys.

Jack chased after Aneurin who was feet ahead and the rest of the boys watched in awe as they dodged in and out of traffic.

she had ran past the boys with murmurs of “hello boys.” before running with her cousin to Aneurin and Jack. “Wait! Aneurin please wait!” finally on his heels she grabbed his arm “please wait! I wanna talk to you please!”

being stung as he rebuffed her and said “Think we’ve done enough talkin’ yeah?” she wasn’t one to give up though, at least not now, not when she had that much energy running through her. so she kept running alongside him, ignoring the onlookers and girls with their cameras out and instead grabbed his arm and managed to yell “Aneurin please just stop and talk to me! please just stop!” she stumbled as he came to a halt and whipped around asking “what!? what is it!?”

she looked at her cousin who was standing anxiously with Jack and nodded before turning to Aneurin and looking down stumbled out an apology “I just wanted to say i’m sorry.. i’m so so sorry that I left you like that and that I completely lied to you, because the truth is I do love you. I love you with every single part of me and it scares me more than ever because I didn’t want to fall in love with you, or anyone for that matter.

I’ve always been the quiet one and I guess I just thought you’d be like everyone else, even thought that’s stupid because I knew you. I know you now, you’re the furthest thing from being like everyone else.

you’re so perfectly you and it scares me because I just love you so much and I understand you’re upset, rightfully so. but I couldn’t  just ignore this anymore and I couldn’t just let you go like I’ve let everyone else I cared about leave my life. and i’m sorry I pushed you away and told you we weren’t ever anything because that’s not true, we both were something to each other, even if I didn’t want to admit it at the time.

and i’m so sorry for standing there ripping your heart out and lying to you. I should’ve never done that.” taking a deep breath she managed to look up and biting her lip she said “So i’m here and i’m not running anymore. i’m not wanting to. because I know you’ll keep me safe and I know you won’t treat me like everyone else has.

and because I know I love you and you love me. and I understand if you’re mad and you need time but I just needed to tell you. and even if this trip was for nothing, it wasn’t because now you know and that’s good enough for me.”

she waited, looking anxiously up at him as he looked at her then off in the distance, seemingly thinking and she nodded. thinking it was just like every time where she pushed someone too far away and they actually left without a second thought. It was sad, but it wouldn’t be the first. She just wished for once this time was different. but she only could blame herself. she pushed people away when she felt things too deeply.

Feeling a hand on her arm, she gasped in shock as he pulled her back to him, and turning to look at him he cupped her face and smashed his lips to hers with such a fierceness to it she felt her hands come to his chest, pulling him closer by the shirt.

they were there in the middle of France, kissing on the street in pure public, with audible gasps around them, phones recording their every move, when they were so used to hiding affection behind closed hotel doors and behind words like ‘friends.’ the boys were whooting and whistling and letting out loud “oooooooo yeahhhhh’s” that made her smile against his lips, his curving up the same.

he pulled away for breath and she pressed her lips to his again quick before kissing his chin and she smiled as he looked down at her with a smile “you ran through traffic for me. in the middle of France. flying all the way here from the states. just to confess your feelings. for me. do you know how bloody insane you are?” she bit her lip at that with a smile “It’s what you do for someone you love right?”

he nodded against her head, she didn’t know a whole lot about love and relationships and how to maintain them but he was willing to teach her. “and i’m glad you did. cause I was about one day away from calling you myself and boarding a flight to get to you.” she laughed at that before he whispered “I am completely in love with you, you know that?”

she smiled and curled her fingers in his shirt “well i’m glad, cause I am completely in love with you, all that mushy stuff.” he smiled and kissed her once again, deeply and pulled away with a whisper “so the cat’s out of the bag then? we’re in love?” she grinned and nodded, grabbing his hand and burying her face in his neck, finally feeling she was home.

Dumb Joke

I know I have like 2 other things I’m supposed to be writing now (aka the next part of baby fever and from the dining table part 2) but this idea wouldn’t leave me alone, so here it is! 

also I had to call him by his real name, which is Curtis, I couldn’t call him fandango the whole time srry. also, I love tyler breeze, no matter how many times I made threats on his life in this fic :)

Fandango aka Curtis x OFC

“Hey, my friend likes you!” He all but yells, and his face goes pale. Obviously, he was not supposed to reveal that information. But before I can even process his words, he’s turned on his heels and darted down the hallway.

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Office Sweet

In which Ludwig, the boss of a designing firm, falls in love with his newly hired intern.  

Chapter 1 I Chapter 2

Next and last update PERHAPS for Monday the 12th. The coming chapter is a really long one and I have a really busy weekend, plus a busy Monday since I start classes again. There’s a huge probability I won’t have it for Monday, if not, it will surely be up for Friday the 16th. Hope you enjoy this chapter still and please be patient for the next and last.

                                                    Chapter 3

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Kacchan accidentally getting one of Minetas balls stuck on his hand. As he's fuming about not being able to get it off, he swings his arm out... and gets it stuck on Dekus hand too. Now they're stuck together and the time frame for how long this would last is unpredictable. How do you think they would handle a day stuck to each other?

Damn that bastard. 

No matter what he did to this thing nothing seemed to help, and nothing was making it go away. He couldn’t get it off with an explosion, and no amount of heat seemed to help. It was pure chance that it happened in the first place. Raising a hand up during P.E. and that thing collided with his palm, and now to make matters worse, as soon as he brings his hand down, it collides with him and now they’re stuck together. 

Katsuki hadn’t thought it was possible for Izuku’s eyes to become any wider then they already were but he was proven wrong in that moment. His face flushed quickly and it seemed his tongue was already stumbling over it’s self which left the blond with the urge to scream from his quickly growing headache. 

Izuku jerked his arm backwards but it only caused Katsuki to stumble forward and the two of them to topple to the ground.  The entire class turned, the urge to laugh painted on their faces, but at the same time all of them enjoyed life and none of them were willing to say a word when the blond looked up with a furious glare. 

“I swear to fucking God, this had to happen and it had to be you.” Katsuki cursed all around him in the moment, damning the world and the stars above as he struggled to pull himself to his feet only to realize that if he wanted to stand he was going to have to help Izuku. A low hmph’ed growl left him as he pushed his strength against the ball that was stuck to his palm and forcefully pulled Izuku to his feet. 

This was quite possibly the worst day of Katsuki’s life. 

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Izuku couldn’t stop sweating, nervously at that. As if it wasn’t bad enough trying to get out of their P.E. uniforms and back into their regular ones, They were now setting awkwardly at their desks trying to find a comfortable way to co-exist when the fingers of Katsuki’s right hand were so close to Izuku’s left.  

It’d been an interesting story to explain to Mr. Aizawa to which there was a minor amount of snickering in the background of the class - mostly from the direction of Mineta- to which Katsuki glared and Izuku simply shifted his gaze away and gave out an awkward laugh.  There had been an inquiry made to the state of their dress. P.E. Uniform tops and regular uniform bottoms…. but Katsuki gave a quick, “How the fuck am I supposed to change when my hand it stuck to his?!”  and the matter was dismissed all together.  When in reality, Izuku could tell from their homeroom teacher’s exhausted expression, he really just didn’t want to deal with the mess that was Katsuki’s anger.

The day felt like it took forever, classes dragging on and on, Katsuki being sure dug nails into Izuku’s fingers when he started muttering under his breath while working on assignments, and small yips of pain escaping from the freckled boy that would disrupt the entire class’s focus. Katsuki wanted nothing more than to scream, while Izuku just wanted to slink away and hide. 

It only grew more complicated when the day finally ended and the two of them made their way back to the dorms. This clothing situation needed to change - and quickly at that. They both just wanted a shower and maybe something to eat but literally nothing they did would get this thing off of them.  

“This is all your fucking fault, Deku.”  

To which Izuku only gave the remark a flat look and resisted the urge to say something sarcastic because doing so was not about to help the situation. 

Instead there was an awkward twist of limbs after Katsuki had drug Izuku through the common space and to the showers on the first floor of the dorms, and proceeded to attempt to take his clothes off. He was not about to stay covered in the film of sweat that the day had brought and in the same clothes he’d spent the last eight hours in. He was uncomfortable and this damn nerd was just going to have to deal with it. 

“K-Kacchan. What are you doing?!”  Came the jumpy stammer as the blond turned and unzipped Izuku’s top.  

A snarl, a glare, but no real answer.  The blond just continued to fumble with the fabric that refused to leave their bonded arms causing him to finally let out the scream he’d been suppressing for most of the day. 

“I just wanna take a fucking shower but I have to be stuck to you.”  

It was the first real time that Izuku could ever remember hearing some form of defeat in the elder’s voice. He had to admit that the entire situation was beyond frustrating but it seemed to be bearing down on his counterpart far more than himself. Izuku looked to the fabric of their shirts, sighed, and then returned his gaze to the frustrated blonde and smiled. 

“Kacchan. Just take a deep breath.” He spoke for a moment, hoping he could stop the explosion that he knew was already building. “My mom knows how to sew, I can just bring them to her over the weekend and she’ll fix them.”  He explained, leaving a confused look plastered across the face the blond. 

Again, Izuku only smiled, lightly tugging at their ‘connection’ in order to urge the other to follow. Shirts slipped back over their shoulders, Izuku guided them back out to the couches of the common space, until he could dig through his backpack that had been discarded.  A soft ‘Ah ha!’ left him as he pulled out a small pair of scissors and merely clipped the edges that bound them free. 

For once, Katsuki looked at him like he actually had a good idea.

But the rest of the night lead to the two of them spending the rest of the night completely shirtless. Katsuki would only glare should any of the other members of their class attempt to sneak a peak, where as Izuku was a constant mass of blushing when he noticed he was almost constantly the focal point of someone.  

They slept in Katsuki’s room that night, because like hell was he about to sleep in a room with so many eyes were there to watch him, even if they were the Symbol of Peace.  Izuku had offered to sleep on the floor, but again, Katsuki wasn’t about to let his life change to accommodate Izuku and thus he forced the younger to sleep in his bed, next to him. Like hell he was going to let his arm hang off the side all night and get all cramped and uncomfortable. 

Katsuki just didn’t want Izuku sleeping on the floor, but he wasn’t about to say that. 

Both of them ended up having a hard time sleeping that night, if it wasn’t for Izuku’s persistent ability to pose a question at the very moment Katsuki was about to fall asleep. And it was things that weren’t even important.  Stupid things like 

‘Kacchan do you remember when we slept at each other’s houses when we were kids?’ 
 Kacchan, do you remember the first time we met?’ 
‘Kacchan, do you remember when we used to skip rocks?’ 
‘Kacchan, do you remember…..?’ 


‘Kacchan?’



‘Kacchan… do you hate me?’ 

The last one made his heart stop. 

Katsuki jerked up right in bed, looking to Izuku with wide concerned eyes. He was breathless… speechless… what was he supposed to say to something like that?  

Why did he even think that?

A sigh left him, as he closed his eyes and laid back down next to the other. Izuku simply let out a sigh and rolled to this side to face away from the blond. A sniffle was enough to let Katsuki know he was trying not to cry. Honestly, he hadn’t really stopped to think about any of it, but as he lay there staring at the back of the other’s head, he couldn’t stop the memories from coming back. 

Laughing and smiling while playing ball at the park. Sticky faces covered with Popsicles that had melted all too quickly. That sad look on Izuku’s face when his Mother brought him in for the first day of school.  He could remember all of it. How he wouldn’t stop crying unless Katsuki held his hand during that first day of school and that after that they’d been in..se..par…able….

What…happened?  

Time slowed in that moment, as if he could see the other walking away from him, and feel him slipping through his fingers. Arms moved forward, wrapping around the smaller boy and tugging him backwards until he was pressed against the blond’s chest. Katsuki rested his head next to Izuku’s pressing his forehead against emerald curls. 

“I don’t hate you, Izuku.” Katsuki spoke softly holding onto his friend as tightly as he could., while the dark colored ball that had rested between their hands rolled to the floor. 

The wedding

[My May the Fourth story for the lovely @hanorganaas]

[The prompt was “Jyn and Cassian’s wedding night”; I got a bit carried away with it and did the whole wedding]

“On Perralt they drink salt water at a wedding,” Bodhi says.  Cassian looks up from his data pad and wrinkles his brow in distaste.

“Drinking salt water causes insanity and hallucinations in humans.”  K-2 sounds intrigued. “Perhaps it’s symbolic.”

“It says here it’s supposed to make the bride and groom thirst for one another forevermore.”  

Cassian turns to look across the cabin at Jyn as she moves about in the aft section, bending and stretching as she checks on the stowed shipment.  As if cued by his silence, Jyn glances round and meets his gaze.  

Her eyes go dream-swept for a moment and her lips curve. “That’s hardly a problem we need worry about.”

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Curves

This is for the #MomentOfWeaknessProject.  It was written really quickly so I’m sorry if there are any typos, and it was written by me, so it’s probably rubbish :/

Originally posted by anthonymackiesource

You’d known Anthony since High School, when you’d both been in drama club - him on the stage, hamming it up; you behind it, painting scenery, ironing costumes, checking props.  To be honest, you’d only joined up because it was somewhere to go at break times and lunch times, away from the crowds, but you’d found a good group of people there, welcoming and non-judgemental. Anthony, the life and soul of the party, had brought you out of yourself and you’d been best friends ever since. People thought it was a real odd couple relationship – you so quiet, him so outgoing – but they didn’t know that he valued your seriousness to help with his emotions, or that when you were relaxed, you told hilarious and dirty jokes, or that you made Anthony laugh until he hurt.

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anonymous asked:

Can you write a senario/fic where MC is Zens co-actor and his characters love interest for a romantic musical they're working on and they both slowly fall in love and they have a dramatic scripted scene and they have a non scripted kiss! Thanks fam😘

Yea I gotchu fam (*^-^*) Also, I made a gender neutral MC, it’s kinda long but I hope you like it~


This early in the morning, the theatre was bound to be empty. You had come an hour before rehearsal so you could see the roster before anyone else and escape the inevitable swarm of actors bickering over their parts.

You navigated to the bulletin board offstage, wanting to see what part you were assigned. You had thought your audition went reasonably well, and you were expecting an important role. Perhaps you’d be one of the royal knights, or the heir to a nearby kingdom.

The play was about a prince, the heir to his kingdom, trying to find his way in life after a tragic accident leaves his parents dead. He is courted by royalty and nobility from kingdoms near and far, but he falls in love with the Captain of the Guard who lives in his palace. Eventually, he decides to marry for love, and earns the support of his people and the neighbouring kingdoms for being a king who is true to himself.

You finally got to the roster and searched near the bottom of the list, but you couldn’t find your name anywhere. Then you looked at the top, and printed in big bold letters was your name, next to “Captain of the Guard.”

You clamped your hands over your mouth. Captain of the Guard? That was one of the lead parts! But then, that would mean your co-lead was–

“Oh, hello,” a smooth, musical voice sounded right behind you. You turned around and saw Zen, the famous actor who would be playing the prince. “I heard you’re my new co-star. My name is Hyun, but you can call me Zen. Everyone does.” He smiled, extending his hand to you.

“I’m MC,” you said, a little flustered. You shook his hand and smiled back. “I didn’t really expect to get the lead part, though.”

“Really? The director sent me the audition tapes and I chose you myself,” Zen said. “You’re very talented, MC. I look forward to working with you.”

He winked at you, then turned around and went to the change room.

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anonymous asked:

What are your favourite Sterek fics? Sorry if you've answered this before

Nobody asked before ! :) So there’s no order in this list (probably just by when I read it). (here’s my Top10 made on February 2017)

- Mated  : Stiles already had a history with skin magazines for werewolves. It wasn’t like he was new at this, even if his modeling portfolio was completely pathetic. He was cool and collected. He was a jaded professional. He was not at all prepared for working with Derek Hale. (37k)

- Mistletoe Never Lies :   Derek Hale loves his family, he really does. He just wishes they weren’t so determined to set him up. When he finally blurts out that he has a boyfriend, and quickly gives his mother the name of the barista at his local coffee shop as his “boyfriend”, he figures that buys him a little peace.
He probably should have been paying attention to the part of the conversation where he agreed to bring Stiles home for Christmas to meet the family.  (
19k)

- No Homo  : Stiles’ sophomore year starts something like this: 3 FourLokos
+ 1 peer-pressuring cat - 1 best bro to end all best bros = 1 Craigslist ad headline that reads “str8 dude - m4m - strictly platonic”. Derek is the fool who replies. (84k)

- Font size twenty-four : Stiles is a librarian and research professional extraordinaire. So, when Derek comes in, asking for help with research for his new book, it’s only natural for Stiles to offer his help. He just didn’t count on late night waffle eating, or that his heart would go boom. (10k)

- Cornerstone  : Suffering from PTSD, ex-Marine Derek Hale moves back to Beacon Hills to open a bookshop and find a calmer life. That’s where he meets Stiles, completely by accident. Stiles is talkative, charming and curious. Somehow, despite the fact that he’s blind, he’s able to read Derek like no one else. (83k)

- Windows  : Derek has a new neighbor who won’t stop looking.Excerpt:“You’re blind,” Derek said flatly, the anger draining from him so suddenly he felt almost woozy.  His vision cleared, his claws sliding back into blunt fingernails.“Thanks for the memo, genius,” the kid said acidly.  “I can still fucking defend myself, so don’t take another damn step.”“Fuck, I…I’m sorry,” Derek stuttered.“What?!”  The kid’s brow crinkled.  “I mean — what?! You’re fucking sorry!?”  His lips thinned into a harsh line.  “What, is this some kinda Hallmark movie where you’re discovering the error of your ways because you don’t want to rob a blind person?!  That’s fucking condescending, man.  I’ll have you know that —”“Just, wait.”  Derek interrupted what was apparently the start of a convincing argument as to why he should rob the kid after all, feeling his head start to spin.  “This is — it’s a misunderstanding.  I’m — I’m not robbing you.  You’re — you’re safe, okay?  I’m taking three steps back. Just — just let me explain.”“Explain why you came busting into my apartment?  Yeah, go right ahead, man, I can’t wait to hear this epic tale.” (83k)

- Practice Makes Perfect  : In his sophomore year, Stiles gets dragged to lacrosse tryouts by Scott and ends up practising alongside the senior captain, Derek Hale. Stiles just wants to live long enough to become a junior. (21k)

- Porn Wolf  : Derek Hale, a werewolf and porn star, also known as Darren Hayden, is looking for a new partner after a minor misunderstanding. He’s lucky enough to get a request from Stuart Novak, a popular twink with a thing for blowjobs, knotting and werewolves in general. A guy, Derek knows too well from a variety of videos and he maybe has been drooling over for a long time. But, how well does he know him really? And more importantly: Will they ever stop making suggestive and inappropriate jokes? (65k)

- Dude, Werewolves  : Stiles gets partnered with Cora for a history project, and they become bros.  Also, he kind of falls in love with her older brother, Derek. (30k)

- Hello, Heartbreaker: It’s a popular joke among Alphas: fuck an Omega, get heartbreak on your hands. Omegas are fragile little emotional things, needy and whiny. Stiles refuses to become that, or to believe that he’s anything like that.Stiles and Derek have been fuckbuddies for a while when Derek loses his memories of the past three years - and them - in an accident. (Also - everyone’s a werewolf, and everyone’s alive.) (18k)

- my heart’s been offline  : 31/M/New York. Rich, lays in bed all day, likes to read (aka Derek Hale, son of an Oscar winning actress, brother of one obnoxious reality star and one rebellious fashion designer, hates the paparazzi so much he’s a recluse)26/M/California. Boring office job, likes to read (aka Stiles Stilinski, co-owner of a 100 acre organic farm with his dad and two best friends, writer of obits for a newspaper, has absolutely no life)Or, where Derek and Stiles meet online, and Stiles has no clue Derek’s part of a famous family. (59k)

- Gravity’s Got Nothing on You  : “Three weeks,” Derek says. “Still don’t want to,” Stiles says.“I’ll pay you,” Derek says, and that… that has Stiles interested. Alf’s Antique’s may be a great job, but it’s not a high-paying job, and half of Stiles’s tuition is coming from financial aid, so…“How much,” Stiles asks, “are we talking here? Because I know your family, dude. And it’ll be kind of awkward after.““My family thinks you’re some sort of fucking gift to the world,” Derek seethes, like he’s jealous, “they’ll probably be pissed at me when we break it off, so don’t worry about that. Five hundred bucks.”“A thousand,” Stiles says, because screw ethics. Also, the Hale family is loaded. Derek can deal. (83k)

UPDATE (on Feb 23th 2017) (under the cut)

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Big Break - Dylan O’Brien Imagine

Author: dylanowhy (me)

Summary: Deciding to follow your dream, you try out for a small role in a new upcoming movie. During your audition you end up practicing lines with none other than Dylan O’Brien, thus landing you the lead part. Now you’re getting your big break, while also falling in love with your co-star.

Pairings: Dylan O’Brien x Reader

Warnings: Language.

Word Count:2,688

A/N: There will most certainly be a part two! (Y/E/C) = Your Eye Color

Originally posted by onceratheart4life

You paced back and forth as you ran through your lines. Your parents would kill you if they found out. You were supposed to be in class right now, studying the in-depth version of American literature, but instead you were auditioning for a small role in an upcoming rom-com. You didn’t know much about the movie, but the small storyline you were given was enough to catch your attention. You were going for the part of the best friend of the leading female role, something simple to start you off. Acting has always been your dream and you figured if you could land this part that your parents will finally understand.

“(Y/N)!” Stacy yelled. You had met her earlier, she had been a big help to you along the way of this audition. “Listen. I know you’re working on your lines but could you do me the biggest favor?” She asked, head cocking to the slide with hopeful eyes. “Me? Uh—Sure?” You didn’t want to say no, call it brownie points but you needed this.

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Next Contestant

Imagine your boyfriend Lucifer hanging around the bar you work at so he can keep away the guys that try to hit on you.

Song: Next Contestant by Nickelback  

Word Count: 2,453


A blinding light shone into the darkly lit bar when the door opened, and through it Lucifer entered. The door swung shut, ending his moment of angelic radiance. Dramatic lighting or not, he’s always looked radiating to you, whether it be from heavenly luminescence or raging hell fire.

His eyes connected with yours and he put on a boyish smile, one he only revealed to you. Your lips tried to return the gesture but they faltered at the edges. In a normal relationship it would be endearing for your boyfriend to show up at your workplace, but this was no ordinary partnership. He held all the power of an archangel and you, you worked in a sleazy bar with inhabitants that were sure to land themselves in Lucifer’s domain after their miserable lives had finally ceased.

Combine alcohol with any man desperate enough and you’ll end up with a brainless lust-filled prick. They guys in here weren’t worth more than the scum at the bottom of your shoes, but they tipped well. So, you found it in yourself to put up with their comments and greedy hands.

These things you had accepted but Lucifer was another story, and you wouldn’t be able to keep your job much longer if he couldn’t get things through his head.

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*Added a few more titles so this is the most up-to-date list*

YA Reads Featuring Korean and Korean-American Protagonists Written by Korean-American Authors 

1. Good Enough by Paula Yoo - Getting 100% on the SATs, or getting a date with a cute trumpet player? Scoring top honors in youth orchestra, or scoring tickets to a punk rock concert? Following your parents’ dreams to an Ivy league college, or following your heart? It’s senior year, and Patti Yoon is about to find out what it really takes to be good enough!

2. Since You Asked by Maurene Goo - No, no one asked, but Holly Kim will tell you what she thinks anyway. Fifteen-year-old Holly Kim is the copyeditor for her high school’s newspaper. When she accidentally submits an article that rips everyone to shreds, she gets her own column and rants her way through the school year. Can she survive homecoming, mean-girl cliques, jocks, secret admirers, Valentine’s Day, and other high school embarrassments, all while struggling to balance her family’s traditional Korean values?

3. Burn For Burn by Jenny Han & Siobhan Vivian - Postcard-perfect Jar Island is home to charming tourist shops, pristine beaches, amazing oceanfront homes—and three girls, Kat, Lilia, and Mary, secretly plotting revenge. None of the girls can act on their revenge fantasies alone without being suspected. But together…anything is possible. With an alliance in place, there will be no more “I wish I’d said…” or “If I could go back and do things differently…” These girls will show Jar Island that revenge is a dish best enjoyed together.

4. Fire with Fire  (Burn for Burn #2) by Jenny Han & Siobhan Vivian - Lillia, Kat, and Mary had the perfect plan. Work together in secret to take down the people who wronged them. But things didn’t exactly go the way they’d hoped at the Homecoming Dance. Not even close. Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth, burn for a burn. A broken heart for a broken heart. The girls are up to the task. They’ll make Reeve fall in love with Lillia and then they will crush him. It’s the only way he’ll learn. It seems once a fire is lit, the only thing you can do is let it burn…

5. Ashes to Ashes (Burn for Burn #3) by Jenny Han and Siobhan Vivian - Kat and Lillia try to put the pieces together of what happened to Rennie. They both blame themselves. If Lillia hadn’t left with Reeve… If Kat had only stayed with Rennie… Things could have been different. Now they will never be the same. Only Mary knows the truth about that night. About what she is. She also knows the truth about Lillia and Reeve falling in love, about Reeve being happy when all he deserves is misery, just like the misery he caused her. Now their childish attempts at revenge are a thing of the past and Mary is out for blood. Will she leave anything in her wake or will all that remain be ashes? 

6. The Fold by An Na - Joyce never used to care that much about how she looked, but that was before she met JFK—John Ford Kang, the most gorgeous guy in school. And it doesn’t help that she’s constantly being compared to her beautiful older sister, Helen. Then her rich plastic-surgery-addict aunt offers Joyce a gift to “fix” a part of herself she’d never realized needed fixing—her eyes. Joyce has heard of the fold surgery—a common procedure meant to make Asian women’s eyes seem “prettier” and more “American”—but she’s not sure she wants to go through with it. Her friend Gina can’t believe she isn’t thrilled. After all, the plastic surgeon has shown Joyce that her new eyes will make her look just like Helen—but is that necessarily a good thing?

7. Wait for Me by An Na - Mina is the perfect daughter. Bound for Harvard, she’s Honor Society president and a straight-A student, even as she works at her family’s dry-cleaning store and helps care for her hearing impaired little sister. On the outside, Mina does everything right. On the inside, Mina knows the truth. Her life is a lie. Then, the summer before her senior year, Mina meets someone to whom she cannot lie. Ysrael, a young migrant worker who dreams of becoming a musician, comes to work for her family, and asks Mina the one question that scares her the most. What does she want?

8. Girls For Breakfast by David Yoo - Nick Park loves girls. Drumstick legs, cherry-colored lips, dumpling cheeks…everything about them he wants to eat up. But he’s dateless and has been since he discovered girls in the third grade, and he’s convinced himself that this is solely based on the fact that he’s the only Korean American teenager in Renfield—the fifth richest (and WASPiest) town in Connecticut. In Nick’s mind, he sticks out like a banana in a wheat field. And now it’s time for him to figure it out once and for all. Is it all in his head or are his suspicions that his heritage is keeping him from a triumphant boob fest true?

9. Stop Me If You’ve Heard This One Before by David Yoo - If Albert Kim has learned one thing in his tragic adolescence, it’s that God (probably a sadistic teenaged alien) does not want him to succeed at Bern High.  By the end of sophomore year, Al is tired of humiliation that he's chosen to just forget girls and high school society in general, and enjoy the Zen-like detachment that comes from being an intentional loser. Then he meets Mia Stone, and all the repressed hormones start flooding back. Mia, his co-worker at the Bern Inn, is adorable, popular, and most intimidatingly, the ex-long term girlfriend of Ivy-bound, muscle-bound king of BHS and world class jerk, Ryan Stackhouse. But chalk it up to the magic of Al’s inner beauty. 

10. Necessary Roughness by Marie G. Lee - Chan Jung Kim has always been popular. But that was when he lived in L.A. and was the star of his soccer team. Now his family’s moved—to a tiny town in Minnesota, where football’s the name of the game and nobody has ever seen an Asian American family before. Desperate to fit in, Chan throws himself into the game—but he feels like an outsider. For the first time in his life, he finds himself thinking about what it really means to be Korean—and what is really important.

11. Finding My Voice by Marie G. Lee - The only Asian in a small American high school, Ellen Sung looks forward to spending time with schoolmates, finding a boyfriend, and getting into the college of her choice, but must contend with racism.

12. Saying Goodbye by Marie G. Lee - In this sequel to FINDING MY VOICE, Ellen Sung arrives at Harvard for her freshman year. There she begins to explore her independence by taking a creative writing course in addition to her pre-med classes, finding a new boyfriend, a Korean-American, and becoming close friends with her African-American roommate.

13. Year of Impossible Goodbyes by Sook Hyul Choi - It is 1945, and courageous ten-year-old Sookan and her family must endure the cruelties of the Japanese military occupying Korea.  Police captain Narita does his best to destroy everything of value to the family, but he cannot break their spirit.  Sookan’s father is with the resistance movement in Manchuria and her older brothers have been sent away to labor camps.  Her mother is forced to supervise a sock factory and Sookan herself must wear a uniform and attend a Japanese school. Then the war ends.  Out come the colorful Korean silks and bags of white rice.  But Communist Russian troops have taken control of North Korea and once again the family is suppressed.  Sookan and her family know their only hope for freedom lies in a dangerous escape to American-controlled South Korea.

14. Echoes of the White Giraffe by Sook Hyul Choi - Sookan, the unforgettable heroine of Year of Impossible Goodbyes, is now fifteen years old and a refugee in Pusan, a city in a southern province of Korea. The Korean War is raging, and she once again has been separated from her father and brothers. Anxiously awaiting any news of them, Sookan imagines a time when she can return to a normal life in Seoul. In the meantime, though she often feels sad, alone, and scared, she finds solace in a forbidden friendship and from the mysterious “shouting poet” who offers her and her fellow refugees inspiration each morning.

15. Gathering of Pearls by Sook Hyul Choi - As Sookan Bak, the heroine of Year of Impossible Goodbyes and Echoes of the White Giraffe, travels the long distance between Seoul, Korea, and New York City, she is consumed by questions about her future. What will her life in America be like? Will she be able to communicate and fit in? Will she do well in her studies? And has she been selfish in her decision to leave her family and pursue her own dreams? Here is the compelling, often surprising story of Sookan’s first year in a very foreign country—a joyful, overwhelming, and exhilarating time.

16. Prophecy (Dragon King Chronicles #1) by Ellen Oh - Kira is only female in the king’s army, and she’s also the prince’s bodyguard. A demon slayer and an outcast, she’s hated by nearly everyone in her home city of Hansong. Murdered kings and discovered traitors point to a demon invasion, sending Kira on the run with the young prince. He may be the savior predicted in the Dragon King’s prophecy, but the legendary lost ruby treasure just might be the true key to victory. With only the guidance of the cryptic prophecy, Kira must battle demon soldiers, an evil shaman, and the Demon Lord himself to find what was once lost, while raising a prince into a kin

17. Warrior (Dragon King Chronicles #2) by Ellen Oh - Kira has valiantly protected her kingdom—and the crown prince—and is certain she will find the second treasure needed to fulfill the Dragon King’s prophecy. Warrior boasts a strong female hero, romantic intrigue, and mythical creatures such as a nine-tailed fox demon, a goblin army, and a hungry dragon with a snarky attitude.

18. Somebody’s Daughter by Marie Myung-Ok Lee - Somebody’s Daughter is the story of 19-year-old Sarah Thorson, who was adopted as a baby by a Lutheran couple in the Midwest. After dropping out of college, she decides to study in Korea and becomes more and more intrigued by her Korean heritage, eventually embarking on a crusade to find her birth mother. Paralleling Sarah’s story is that of Kyung-Sook, who was forced by difficult circumstances to let her baby be swept away from her immediately after birth, but who has always longed for her lost child

19. Good as Lily by Derek Kirk Kim - What would you do if versions of yourself at 6, 29, and 70 became a part of your already awkward high-school life? Grace Kwon is about to find out the hard way after she breaks a haunted pinata on her 19th birthday and her “other selves” appear. But it just may be the dark secret she’s kept hidden about her younger sister, Lily, that stands between Grace and her past, present, and future

20. To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before by Jenny Han - What if all the crushes you ever had found out how you felt about them…all at once? Lara Jean Song keeps her love letters in a hatbox her mother gave her. They aren’t love letters that anyone else wrote for her; these are ones she’s written. One for every boy she’s ever loved—five in all. When she writes, she pours out her heart and soul and says all the things she would never say in real life, because her letters are for her eyes only. Until the day her secret letters are mailed, and suddenly, Lara Jean’s love life goes from imaginary to out of control.