you have to look at his last ask on his blog

Thunderstorms (Newt X Reader)

Originally posted by jeremy-jordans

Anonymous asks: do you think you could write one in which newt and the reader are in an argument? it can be over something silly, but I dunno, I’d be cool to see them both proper upset at each other

WARNINGS: This will. Kill. You. Do not sue me.


First of all, you were in a bad mood. Second of all, Newt forgot to pick up his dirty clothes from a couple days ago. Third of all, you had asked Newt twice and he had completely forgotten both times.

You weren’t about to pick them up, and all logic seemed to have abandoned you. Why should you pick up his mess? You made dinner, did the dishes, and cleaned up while he just worked in his suitcase! It was the last straw for you.

You went storming down Newt’s suitcase and demanded, “Newt, why haven’t you picked up your clothes?” You sounded like mother nagging her son.

Newt looked at you and blinked. “My what?”

“I said why haven’t you picked up your clothes that are on the floor. In our room, honey,” you grimaced, gritting your teeth slightly.

Newt raised his eyebrow. You always called him honey when you were upset. “I’ll get it in a minute, love—”

“That’s what you said earlier today,” you interrupted, crossing your arms and taking on a passive aggressive stance.

“But… I’m trying to put Pickett to bed…” Newt held up a little blanket that he made for Pickett. He gave you an innocent puppy dog look.

You just glared a him. “Newt, I am not picking up your things, I’ve been cleaning up after you all day!”

Newt frowned, turning his attention to you. “No you haven’t!” He crossed his arms and stood up to examine your furious expression.

“Yes. I. HAVE!” You bellowed angrily. “FOR GOODNESS SAKE, I’M JUST ASKING YOU THIS ONE TIME!”

“Please, lower your voice, you’re going to make it hard for Pickett to fall asleep!” Newt said, trying to calm you down, but all the while growing more frustrated with you.

“I. AM. NOT. YELLING!!” You shrieked angrily, glaring like a lion at your husband.

“Love, you’ve crossed the line,” Newt barked sternly. “Please calm down or leave my suitcase!” It hurt Newt to be so stern with you, but he knew you needed to cool down.

“Fine then!” You thew up your hands. “Choose your precious bowtruckles over me!” You stomped over to the latter and hastily scrabble upwards. You slipped slightly, and would have been comical had you not been in such a hot mood.

Hot tears flooded your eyes. You’d a really rough day and now you were flooded wish jealous. Jealous of all things! Over Newt’s creatures! It’s true, sometimes you couldn’t help but feel jealous. The way Newt touched and spoke to them. And how much time he spent with them.

It began to rain. Heavily. Your stomach did a flip and then turned into a knot. Heavy rain usually meant something else too. Thunder. You hated being a baby about it, but the quick flash and noise scared you.

You ran down the hall trying to find a safe haven, while also rubbing the tears from your face.

A flash of lightning lit up the hall and then a burst of loud rumbling hit your ear drums. Biting back a whimper, you ran to your room and went to the closet.

Another big boom sent you into a huddled position, your forehead resting on your knees. You rocked back and forth trying suppress the fear and confusion in your mind.

Tears were now rolling down your face at the speed of light, as you but your lip to keep from crying out loud. You hated thunder. More than you hated Newt’s clothes being on the floor.

Suddenly the door flew open and you blinked hard. “Oh love,” you heard a soft voice say.

Before he could say anything else, you tackled Newt in a bear hug, sending both of you to the ground. You pressed your face against Newt’s chest trying to ignore the thunder. “Newt…” You whimpered quietly, clutching into him for dear life.

Newt sat up, cradling you like an infant. “It’s okay, mummy’s here,” Newt whispered in your ear, stroking your hair and rocking you from side to side. “I’m sorry I raised my voice at you. I should have picked up those silly clothes the moment you told me. I’m sorry, darling.”

You hugged Newt tighter. “I should have been more sensible, I love you and should have been willing to pick up after you no matter what. Do you love me more than your beasts…?” You croaked, tears still coming down. You knew his answer, but you just needed to hear it.

“I love you so much more. I love you so much you’re not even fully aware of my love for you,” Newt chuckled, giving you a slight squeeze of comfort.

There was another burst of light and then the boom. You squeezed your eyes closed and buried your face back into Newt’s chest.

Newt picked you up bridal style and walked over to the bed. After he gently set you down, he pulled the covers over you like you were a child. Tucking the covers to your chin, Newt whispered, “I’m not leaving you.”

You sniffed a sigh of relief and watched Newt walk to his side of the bed to join you. Once the both of you were in bed, you put your arms around Newt and snuggled close against him.

As you glanced around the room, you noticed that in the corner, there were no dirty clothes on the floor.

THE END!

anonymous asked:

Can you do a cutesy amusement park first date with 707 where he gets flustered whenever MC does anything romantic like hold his hand or anything? c: love your blog btw!

Seven
  • He thought he had mentally prepared himself but hoo boy was he wrong when he saw you and oh my god you look so cute
  • He stayed up super late last night planning out everything he wanted to do and all the rides he wanted to go on
  • And he really likes the scary roller coasters so be prepared
  • But ofc if you’re afraid of them or anything he won’t force you to go on them
  • Then you throw him for a loop and ask to go into haunted house so he puts on his brave face
  • Hey maybe this is a chance for him to show you how manly he is and have you hang onto him when you’re scared and - oh wait no now he’s hiding behind you this is not according to keikaku
  • After the traumatizing fun haunted house incident, you offer to buy him lunch so you go to a restaurant and get corndogs and a Dr Pepper
  • Yes a single Dr Pepper
  • You put two straws into it and he was a flustered mess at that but then you went to take a sip out of it and waited for him to take one too
  • So he leans down and…
  • Why isn’t anything coming out?
  • He pulls the straw out of the cup and they’re attached to each other
  • You’ve killed him he’s dead rip in peace Seven
  • At the end of your date he walks you up the steps to your house like a true gentleman
  • And just as he was about to leave you grab his arm and give him a chaste kiss on the lips
  • He is shook he doesn’t move for at least a minute after you went inside
Jealousy

Anonymous requested: could you please write a holtzy x reader where holtz gets really jealous but she and reader aren’t dating yet so she ignores her all week but when reader asks her what’s wrong she confesses? that’d be really great! I love your blog so much btw

Fandom: Ghostbusters
Pairing: Jillian Holtzmann x reader
Word count: 760

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[Translation] Think Note Vol.41: Q & A

This Think Note is from last year’s MYOJO edition that came out in June. It’s a special edition where Yamada answers some fan questions about his private life and work. There are several previous untranslated Think Note so I’m planning to translate them one by one when I’m free. Don’t forget ask permission & give credit if reposting or retranslating to another blog/page. Enjoy this translation! 😁😁😁


“I’m always worried about the members. That’s why I’ve become who I am now.”

This month’s edition will be a special version! Yamada will answer questions (Q) from fans that have been selected through MYOJO’s official twitter. Yamada will also provide a lot of answers, as a gratitude from him towards his dear fans.

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anonymous asked:

Hi~ i wonder if you could name few inner cricles that are most active in tumblr these days? I'm looking for active blogs to follws and unfortunately some that i now are already inactive. thank you :)

Hi anon! This is actually kind of hard for me to answer because I just came back from a really long hiatus. I haven’t had the opportunity to look around for new active blogs, but I made post (x) a few days ago asking for IC blogs to like & rb so we can find active winner accts. Since then, it’s gained a little foot traffic, so you should check that post out too!

Here are a list of ‘winner’ blogs i follow that have been active within the last few days:

@blincs, @bulletproofwinner, @epikcry, @fatenumberfor, @hebemino, @hooneh, @hoonsgf, @ifyoon, @kangyoon, @lonelyand-precarious, @michitae @minhosducks, @ouinner, @seungghoe, @seunghoonnn, @seungyoon, @stayqolds, @w-incle, @w-n-r, @winneresque, @xmens,

I used a very loose criteria in categorizing winner blogs (basically anyone that i follow that has re blogged winner’s teaser poster and one other winner related post). 

Also take a look at my blog recs tag (x) and you might find a few other blogs that aren’t listed above. I hope this is helpful, and I encourage others to reblog this post with any other winner blogs that I don’t have listed. 

existanceale  asked:

Hello sweetheart i'm craving for an scenario with xanxus, where his wife had a great surgery on her last days, xanxus met her and she hold his cheek "you were such a lovely husband i would never forget you, a wild beast with a great humna heart" and then she dies, and maybe he left a tear just a single tear? If thats okay? I love your blog!!

xanxus doesn’t strike me as the type to cry, even a single tear so i tweaked it a little

His head fell against the wall, waking him immediately.  Looking around, Xanxus saw Squalo across the small hallway, stretched out on his own bench.

“You dosed off again,” he said.  “You should get some actual sleep.”

“Any word?” Xanxus asked, ignoring the advice.

“I think they have her stabilized, at least there aren’t as many doctors and nurses running in and out of the room,” the swordsman answered.

Xanxus nodded and repositioned himself so he was leaning more comfortably against the wall before closing his eyes again.  

A rush of sound woke the assassin, along with Squalo shaking his shoulder.  “Something happened. The alarm went off, they’re calling you in,” he said urgently, looking at the door to your room.

Xanxus was fully awake and walking through the door in a split second, a thread of doubt tugging at him.  

“Are you the husband?” one of the nurses asked, holding out one of the plastic scrubs for him to put on.

Xanxus nodded and stepped into the outfit, his mind numbing when he saw you on the operating table, blood everywhere.  

Pushing past all the doctors and nurses, he cleared his way toward you.  “What’s going on?” he demanded.

“I’m not going to make it,” you said weakly.  “Too much internal damage,” you coughed.  

“To hell with that, the doctors at the base are much better, Lussuria would probably do a better job than these trash,” Xanxus spat.

“Babe,” you said, calmly, moving your hand over his.  “They’ve all tried.”  You saw his look of anger drop to one of disbelief.  “Come here.”

He leaned in closer, pulling your hand to his cheek.  “Don’t,” he said.

You coughed again, some blood spilling over your lip.  “Thank you.  For being such a wonderful husband.  Everyone thought I was crazy when I married you.  That you were a wild beast, a dog that would bite the hand that fed it,” you said, coughing some more.

“Stop talking,” Xanxus asked, borderline pleaded.

“But who would have thought that the ferocious beast had such a human heart,” you smiled.  “Tell everyone I said bye,” you said.

“Please don’t,” Xanxus said, leaning closer to you, his hand keeping yours pressed to his cheek.  “Don’t die,” he whispered, leaning his forehead against yours.  

Two Lunches for you

Yesterday, I got an email from the lunch program at Mr.’s school indicating he only had $1 left.  Which is odd because he only ate hot lunch one time last August and learned he didn’t have enough time to finish before daycare picked him up.  So, he’s been bringing his lunchbox and eating what he can at school and finishing it up at daycare.  

Anywho, I looked at the transaction history on his lunch account and saw a few “chocolate milk” and “hot lunch kinder” items from this week and last.  I asked Mr. about how his hot lunch was yesterday and he said, “Great! I had a hot dog with mustard and ketchup!”  Mrs. D and I lol’d and then he confessed he’s been eating the hot lunch at school and his cold lunch at daycare for the past couple of weeks. 

What a fart.  A really cute, super smart, very adorable little fart.

Attention (Requested)

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Request: Hey i know requests are closed but i dont want to forget this idea i had for one😂 could i have a bucky x reader imagine where bucky has cut his hair while gone shopping with the reader and grabs the attention of many girls which makes the reader jealous cause she likes bucky but doesntthink she has a shot but bucky likes her aswell and once when he sees how much its upsetting her he pushes through all the girls and kisses the reader and end it how you like.youdont have to do it straight away

A/N: This request was from last last Monday and I had already responded to the actual ask so that’s why it’s not with the others.

Warnings: None

Words: 741

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Schrodinger’s BTS pt. 7

Teaser, Pt. 1, Pt. 2, Pt. 3, Pt. 4, Pt. 5, Pt. 6, Pt. 7

You whipped around eagerly as the door slammed shut. You’d seen six members already, so that meant that the last one was…

Eyes alight with excitement, you pulled open the door. You didn’t have to look far to find the final member; he was sitting, an ankle resting on the opposite knee, tapping his fingers on the chest beneath him. You tried to downplay your arousal by taking the time to shut the door. You looked up at him, and he cocked his head to the side with the ghost of a smile.

“Jagi,” he purred.

“Jungkook,” you breathed back. The mood of the maknae’s was a lot darker than the other members’ had been. He stood abruptly, and you tensed up. His movements resembled those of a jungle cat—slow, fluid, and confident.

“Why don’t you come to bed?” he asked quietly. You gulped and treaded carefully towards him. Once you were within arms’ reach, he lightly brushed his fingertips against your jaw and smirked. He pulled your face close to his; your nose brushed against his as he spoke.

“Why are you so nervous? I won’t bite…” His fingers suddenly had your hair, and he tugged sharply. You yelped in surprise. “…too hard.” He released your locks and backed away, commanding you to remove your clothing and loosening his tie roughly. You did what he said, tossing your dirtied garments away. You felt yourself growing wetter from being under his heated gaze. His hands trapped either side of your face as he smashed his lips against yours, unrelenting with his teeth as he grazed your lip with them. You gasped and breathed heavily, clawing at his biceps for stability. Your head was almost spinning when he pulled back to remove his tie and unbutton his shirt.  He came back to you with the same ferocity, but his mouth directed itself at your neck. He left harsh marks on your neck, not giving you time to recover or breathe. It was all you could do to tilt your head back and let him ravish your body as he held you upright. One hand rested between your shoulder blades, and the other one squeezed your ass sharply. You gasped and bowed into him lightly.

After digging his fingertips into every inch of skin he could reach, Jungkook backed you up to the bed. Your stomach clenched as he looked you up and down before pushing you back onto the comforter. You were barely given time to bounce, and then the maknae was hovering over you.

“You look surprised, Jagi,” he teased. He was running a hand tauntingly up and down your thigh, stopping when he reached where you really wanted him to go. Digging his nails into your leg until you gasped, he continued to look nonchalant as he spoke. “I think everyone else pampered you. Don’t think that I’ll treat you nicely because I’m the youngest.” You gulped nervously and tried to look away from his piercing gaze. You made a mistake in looking downwards, and you saw his erection pushing against his pants. You also saw a hint of his toned muscles through the collar of his slightly opened shirt. You bit your lip to hold back your almost boiling arousal.

“I’m not even touching you, and look at how wet you are.” To accentuate his statement, Jungkook ran two of his fingers over your slit tauntingly. You shuddered and moaned, arching your body again. He slid down your body, his eyes never releasing yours. He nipped the soft skin at your stomach. “I bet you taste great, Jagi, but I need you now.” He stood, gripped your thighs, and pulled you to the edge of the bed. His thumb hit your clit with harsh circles, and your over-stimulated body shuddered underneath his touch.

“Jungkook, please,” you gasped, clawing at the sheets for some attempt at relief. Your hips twitched almost violently from his punishing circles. Jungkook finally released you, but you were already panting and dripping for him. He eased two fingers inside you, surprisingly gentle as his thumb found your clit again. You moaned at the sudden change of the pace, thoroughly enjoying the feeling—especially since you knew it wasn’t going to last long.

The maknae reached forward with his free hand and tugged your hair sharply. You cried out, but your walls clenched around his fingers from pleasure. He smirked at you. “Do you like getting your hair pulled, dirty girl?” he murmured, tugging on your locks again. This time you moaned unintentionally.

“Yes,” you breathed. His fingers picked up their pace, his thumb still rubbing your almost swollen clit. He suddenly flipped you over and groped your ass, teasing you further. You wanted him to take you, so you planted your feet on the ground so you were bent over the bed. You wiggled your ass a bit, hoping to tempt him. It worked. Jungkook stepped back, and a second later, you heard his pants falling- His hands found your hips, and you moaned deeply when he slid into you, filling you up completely. He started moving immediately, not giving you any time to adjust. As he pulled you against him, your clit slid against the sheets. You could barely manage to make any sounds as pleasure overtook your body in waves. Jungkook suddenly slammed into you, earning him a “fuck!” that was forced out of you. He pounded into you solidly; all you could hear above your own noises was the sound of slapping skin.

It didn’t take long for your orgasm to rear its head. Heat was pooling and raging in your whole body. Suddenly your head was jolted back as Jungkook made a fist in your hair and pulled. You were groaning his name as loudly as possible, and his grunting behind you only turned you on more. His pace became erratic as he pulsed inside of you. Your orgasm crashed over you, tensing you up from head to toe as it ravished your insides. Jungkook came right after you, not ceasing his movement to ride you out of your high.

He pulled his spent length out of you, making you shudder a little. Your body collapsed completely. You scooted onto the bed and flattened yourself there. You heard the maknae laugh behind you. He sat on the edge of the bed and stroked your hair until you fell asleep. When you woke up a couple hours later, he was lying next to you. He smiled hugely.

“You can leave if you want. I don’t mind.”

You frowned, not exactly wanting to go, but…

You stood and stumbled to floor. You frowned at the carpet and turned red when Jungkook laughed again behind you. You scooped yourself, your clothes, and your pride off of the floor and fell into the door. You opened it to the sound of the maknae calling out “goodbye” in a sing-song voice. When it shut behind you, you realized that you had been with all of the members of BTS. Who could possibly be in the room now, if anyone? The hallways were well-lit and less menacing, so you could see and try to find a way out. You bit your lip in consideration and glanced back at the door in curiosity. You put on your clothes and sat against the wall, eying the door with indecisiveness.

<3 Admin Bibi
Sorry it took so long, guys!

Master Post: Scenarios

“What happens if we get caught?”- Scott McCall

A/N: This probably should have been posted last night but here you are, i have another Scott Halloween imagine later this evening so send in your Halloween themed requests please!

Hi can I request a halloween one 18 with Scott plz ps i love you blog

“Let’s do something tonight” You suggested as you looked over at Scott on the other side of the sofa

“We are doing something” He replied “We’re watching horror films”

“Something fun” You said rolling your eyes and standing up “Come on”

“What?” He asked tearing his eyes away from the screen “Where are we going?”

“It’s a surprise” You told him and with that you’d already left the room and was stepping outside

Scott soon caught up with you and you wrapped your jacket tightly around you to try and protect yourself from the cold air.

“Are you going to tell me where we’re going?” He asked you

“I’ve already told you” You answered him “It’s a surprise”

He followed you until you stopped and stared up at an almost crumbling building

“Surprise” You said, absentmindedly intertwining your fingers with his and his face turned to yours

“An abandoned building?” He asked

“Yeah, it’s supposed to be haunted” You said pulling him forward “Come on”

He reluctantly followed you until you were both stood in front of an opening in the wall where a window would have once been. You let go of his fingers and jumped through

“Are you coming?” You asked, looking back at him as he stood there deliberating if he should follow

“It doesn’t look very safe” He mumbled

“It’s fine” You replied urging him to come with you

“Is this really how you want to spend your Halloween?” He asked with a raised eyebrow

“It’s spooky isn’t it?” You said with a small laugh “Now are you coming or not?”

Finally he pulled himself up and through the opening and swiftly jumped down onto the floor next to you

“Is this illegal?” He asked, pausing to look at you

“Probably” You replied and began to move further into the building

“What happens if we get caught?” He asked you

“Out of all the crazy and ridiculously illegal stuff we’ve ever done you’re worried about being caught in an abandoned building?” You said, this time raising your eyebrows “Now can we cut out the question and find some ghosts”

You kept moving whilst Scott laughed and shook his head before following you.

For the Case; Sherlock x Reader

Requested by Anon: Sherlock asking to be your boyfriend and you think its for a case but its actually real


Sherlock paced back and forth working out case details in his mind while John wrote up another blog post and you read a book. The most recent string of murders had been centered around a wealthy banker making almost anyone the murderer well… except for the people who were murdered. All this had meant that Scotland Yard was clueless and needed Sherlock Holmes along with his strange crime-fighting team.

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“What’s wrong, Shin?” Point asked, noticing the look on the yokai hunter’s face.

Fukase looked down at the shikigami. Point took it as an invitation to climb onto his lap, and did exactly that. “Do you think doppelgangers exist?”

Point thought for a minute, crossing their arms as they contemplated the question. “Maybe!” they finally replied. “Yokai exist, so maybe they do too! But why are you asking, Shin?”

“Because I’ve seen at least five other Fukases here. And I don’t mean that we all have the same last name. They all look like me.”

“Are you sure it isn’t Rin or Len? Or both of them?” the shikigami asked.

He shook his head. “It’s definitely not them. To add to it, I’ve seen several other Rins and Lens. I’ve even seen a couple of Mikus and Kaitos.”

Point shivered. “That’s weird.”

“I agree,” Fukase said with a nod.

Phanfic

Title: Your lips feel warm to the touch 

Summary: Turns out listening to music full volume while having sex is not such a good idea as you don’t hear when someone gets in your house. 

(Or Phan fucking to Drones by Muse get caught by their landlord)

Genre: porn

Words: 843 

What to expect: gay sex, caught/interrupted, song lyrics, top!dan

Warnings: Food mention, and yeah, sex, I think nothing else

A/N: I literally wrote this in june last year when Drones came out why am I publishing this now the world may never know I’m such a mess sorry

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“Cas… what is it?” You could hear your own voice quivering. You hoped Cas hadn’t noticed. He was breathing hard, obviously shaken by whatever was happening. He wouldn’t look at you; he kept his blue eyes shut. “Cas?” you prodded again. Still he didn’t respond.

You moved closer to him and noted how disheveled he looked, how uncharacteristically ruffled. You gently slid your fingers into his hair, brushing the waves back from his face. “You can tell me. What is it?”

As soon as he felt your fingers running through his hair, he leaned into your hand and his breathing began to deepen. He felt steadier. “Images–in my head. I was seeing things… horrible things.”

Your eyes widened a little as you understood. “You’re still weak from last night. You must have drifted off… had a nightmare.”

Finally he turned his eyes to you. “That was a nightmare?” he asked, a childlike expression of mixed wonder and horror at the realization. “It seemed so real.”

You nodded. “I know. Sometimes they do.”

anonymous asked:

hi! Can you do the soulmates one with derek?? I love your blog

A/N: Aw, thank you so much - I’m glad that you like it! x

#2 - Soulmates allow colour to be seen

‘Remind me again why we’re out in the woods?’ you asked Stiles and Scott, kicking another pile of leaves in an attempt to help them.

‘Because someone lost his inhaler last night,’ said Stiles accusingly.

‘It was all your idea though!’ protested Scott, but his attention was too focused on the floor for him to put any real annoyance behind the comment.

You rolled your eyes and continued to help them look for the oddly shaped grey shape amongst the foliage. You were certain that this whole endeavour would have been easier if any of you could see colour, but so far you were all in the same mono-coloured boat, and it sucked slightly.

‘This is private property,’ said a voice, making the three of you jump.

You looked up sharply, preparing to complain at the person, but the comment died on your lips, and you noticed some of his own anger seeming to slip away. The world had suddenly faded into colour. You could make out all the different colours of the leaves. The subtle colours in the guy’s eyes as he scanned the three of you, confusion flashing behind his eyes.

‘Private property or not,’ you said, after picking your jaw off the floor from the colours that were now surrounding you, ‘we came here looking for something.’

A flicker of a small passed across the corner of the guy’s lips as his attention turned towards you. ‘And what would that be?’ he asked, sounding amused.

You folded your arms over your chest, hearing Stiles mumble something about this being Derek Hale.

‘An inhaler,’ you said simply. ‘So, can you help us, or are you going to pay for a new one, Mr. Hale?’

You allowed a smug smile to slip onto your face at his confusion.

‘How did you know?’ he asked, and you could see that his hands were fists by his sides.

‘Call it colourful insight,’ you said pointedly.

He let out a small sigh of relief before throwing something at Scott, and you were surprised to see that your friend caught it.

‘It’s still private property though…’ he said, leaving the sentence hanging.

‘(Y/n),’ you introduced in a small voice. ‘And thank you.’

He nodded curtly. ‘See you around,’ he mumbled, catching your eyes for a moment before skulking off.

‘What was all that about?’ asked Stiles, frowning as you turned around slowly, wondering if Derek would actually stick to that.

Scott sighed, rolling his eyes. ‘I think we just found (Y/n)’s soulmate,’ he said, a teasing lilt behind his voice which made a blush rise up your cheeks.

18  good Harry/Louis A/B/O  fics

This list is in honor of  daysundercover​  who was having a discussion on her blog about A/B/O yesterday, and was asking for recs.

These are some good  fics  with Alpha beta Omega dynamics, I’ve read and enjoyed.  I sorted this list by kudos instead of my normal alphabetical, so people can see what other people liked the most as well.   I have other general rec lists here

River Flows in You by  Sarcasticfluentry —10k    

“I think I’m going into heat,” Louis whispers into Harry’s neck.

Harry shakes his head and runs his fingers through Louis’s soft hair.  “Not for another week.  We scheduled a break for it, remember?”

Louis looks up at him.  “Obviously.  But, like – smell me, really smell me.”

…or, Louis goes into heat early, part of their tour gets rescheduled, and Harry fucks him through it.

With Love Comes Strange Currencies   by   Mediaville —16k

One day One Direction will be over and Louis won’t be around Harry every waking moment. He’ll be able to finally get some space, let their bond dissipate as it’s bound to do, if they don’t mess up again. He can move to Costa Rica and forget that Harry Styles popped his first knot inside him. Until then, he’s going to have to deal with this.

or, They’re Accidentally Mated and Dealing With It Rather Badly.

One Day   by  Sarcasticfluentry —2k

Louis giggles at him.  “Hazza, I’m not even up the spout yet, love.”

“Yeah, but…” Harry trails off, pinning Louis with his intense stare, and Louis locks eyes with him and feels a hot wave of anticipation wash over him because the implication is obvious: tomorrow you will be.

… or, Louis goes off of his suppressants and Harry goes into rut.

You Burn with the Brightest Flame   by  Sarcasticfluentry —34k  

Harry frowns, thinking that he shouldn’t have to be glad about what gender he is, just like omegas shouldn’t have to be scared and nervous that anyone they meet might want to hurt them. He wonders why none of this occurred to him before, how he possibly could’ve just sailed through life before this without realizing how fortunate he was being born a beta. That seems a bit too serious of a conversation for Simon Cowell’s waiting room, though, so Harry puts an arm around Louis’s shoulders and teases, “You say that like you’re old or something. Two years isn’t that big of a difference!”

“Tell me that when you’re eighteen and looking back on this conversation,” Louis says.

“Well that’s - that’s different, isn’t it? We could be anywhere in two years, we could be famous.”

Louis’s eyes light up, his smile widening. “You think so?”

…or, the X-Factor Era A/B/O fic.

You are the Fever by   Flimsy —3k

Louis’ heat and Harry’s rut coincide.

  Harry smirks a little, the corner of his mouth drawing up. “Yeah?” he says and Louis glares at him, shifting uncomfortably, but finally nods. There is no point denying something that Harry must already know - that he probably knew from the very moment he had Louis up on the kitchen counter in the bus, his hips wedged between Louis’ thighs, kissing even as the glasses rattled in the cupboards.

Forever, Uninterrupted    by   Sparkk  —8K

Harry finds a mysterious picture in Louis’ bag one night and drives himself crazy over it. It’s definitely not what he thinks.

An excuse to write Harry in rut, because there’s already so many heat fics out there.

Ten Million Ways To Love Somebody    by   Slashter —-8k

“I’m your Alpha, Louis. You’re my Omega. This is our flat. We met, like, three years ago?”
“Yeah, we did, at the X-Factor auditions. Wait, I’m your what?”
“What’s the X-Factor?”
Louis is about to reply when realization dawns on him and he inhales sharply. No way.
“I…” He starts, licking his lips. It’s weird, definitely, but there literally isn’t any other explanation for this. “I don’t think I’m your Louis.” He offers, watching Harry’s brow furrow more.
“What?”
“Because you’re definitely not my Harry?”

[Or the one where Louis and Omega!Louis switch places and there’s basically a lot of confusion and feelings and sex]

I Don’t Wanna Be Your Friend, I Wanna Kiss Your Neck   by   crybaby (toplinson) —20k

Harry has been in love with Louis Tomlinson for four years, five months, and thirteen days.  

   Harry had fallen in love with Louis Tomlinson like how he’d seen in movies, and how he’d read in all the books he’d stolen from Gemma, headfirst and shameless.

   The only problem was, that in films and books, love was always either returned instantly, or else it took time for unrequited love to lose the first two letters, and since the first option was obviously not true, Harry decided he would wait for the second to become reality.

And so Harry waited, three years, eight months, and four days, before his heart had been broken by a gentle rejection and a misplaced blowjob, before Louis and Gemma had packed up and gone to Manchester for university.

(Harry is a hopelessly romantic omega and Louis is his sister’s best friend)

There’s No Place I’d Rather Be   by   LouisToplinson — 2k                

And that’s when Louis smells it.

Fuck.

Harry inhales deeply and groans again, swiftly making his way over to his Omega and running his huge hands down Louis’ sides.

“You smell. So. Good.” Harry whispers.

Mr. Tomlinson  by  Iwillpaintasongforlou  —4k

Louis is a billionaire CEO who makes grown men cry and rival companies crumble. He’s also an omega. Harry is the quiet cupcake of a man he calls his alpha and the only one who gets to see Louis as anything less than fearsome.

Instinct      by    Significationary —14k  

Louis really should’ve just told the truth from the start. It’s hard enough hiding an alpha and omega in the band. The last thing he should’ve done was lie about it.

Harry’s oblivious and sweet, Louis is head-over-heels for him, and everything goes wrong a couple times.

Soft Like Circles Strong Like Squares   by   disarm_d   —-5k

 The producers took a risk putting an alpha in the group, but alpha exposure in the media had been increasingly trendy and Harry was sweet for an alpha. They always said it like that – sweet for an alpha. Polite for an alpha.  Smart for an alpha.

Someone else decided what it means to be an alpha.

  Untitled   by JustAnotherLonelyWriter   —2k

Harry’s an alpha and Louis is an Omega

(or: smut with no plot.)

Harry goes back to ravishing Louis, grinding his hips down so hard Louis sees stars. Harry is quick to flip them over, ripping Louis’ shirt in half and pushing it off his shoulders. Louis mewls and falls to Harry’s chest, whimpering as Harry’s hands go to his arse and pushes him down roughly on his crotch.

 Precious little diamond (i’ll give it all to you)   by Eversincewefellapart —2k

 Alpha!Harry/omega!Louis PWP written for this textpost: Established relationship H/L with alpha!Harry just popping his knot in omega!louis and it’s his favourite part; just laying down and cuddling as they mate but louis just wriggles around in his lap until he can grab his xbox controller and starts playing video games with Harry still inside him and Harry’s like “??!?????!???!!!???” And louis’ like “oh shush it takes forever” and scores a goal on the game    

Things I Want, Things I Need      by    Iwillpaintasongforlou —14k            

Most people don’t find out whether they’re an alpha, beta, or omega until somewhere around their eighteenth year, which means Louis finds out he’s an omega long before his best friend and sometimes lover Harry will get a clue. Zayn is the loyal alpha friend who takes care of Louis during his heats. Liam is Zayn’s beta mate, Niall tries to keep the peace, and Harry just wants to know what he is already.

Heat   by   Lilaclourry —3k    

 harry goes into heat while he and louis are sleeping together.  

Knot Knot Who’s There (series)   by   5_Erections  —-7k

Louis goes into heat, Harry fucks him. The tags say the rest.

Louis’ pregnant, Harry loves him. There’s sex and schmoop, rest is in the tags.

Bathing and knotting and schmoop.

Harry goes into an unexpected rut, no one’s complaining.

I Will Rearrange the Stars (Pull ‘em Down To Where You Are) by   Ashtarok —6k

 Except– the antibiotics. They’d fucked to celebrate Harry finally feeling better and not being contagious after his fight with strep– but the antibiotics had likely still been present. And everyone knew suppressants and birth control didn’t work when on antibiotics.

 “Lads,” Harry repeated once again, blinking slowly as his eyes filled with tears. Liam and Niall were staring at him in bewildered silence. “Lads. I’m, like, ninety-eight point seven percent sure I’m up the duff.”

Alternatively, the one where Omega!Harry gets pregnant

A Little Strange   by  Katiemorag —7k

 Louis Tomlinson knew something was off as soon as he woke to an unsettled excitement brewing in his stomach; no-one is excited about anything at 7am on a Tuesday morning.    

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“Me too,” Dean says as he drops eggs and bacon from the frying pan and onto Cas’ plate, not even looking up at him, as if delivering breakfast at a diner, not in his own kitchen.

This is not an ongoing conversation. So far, they’ve only said good morning to each other, so no one can blame Cas for being, well, rightfully surprised. He looks down at the food on his plate, wondering if Dean’s commenting on that, but he doubts it. The breakfast smells wonderful, though, and his fingers are itchy to grab a fork and wolf it down. He’s hungry after last night.

“Huh?” he asks, finally looking up when Dean just keeps standing there, near the kitchen table, towering over Cas. It’s kind of threatening; he’s still clutching that frying pan, after all.

Dean clears his throat. “Well. Last night. You said the –“ he trails off, raising his eyebrow at Cas and nodding his head when they finally establish eye contact. Oh, this is about the thing. The thing Cas said last night when he thought Dean was asleep; otherwise he wouldn’t have squeezed it out. His breathing seemed so even, his back pressed against Cas’ chest, he was certain that Dean had dozed off minutes before he even opened his mouth, he – oh, well.

It’s out now, so there’s no going back. He doesn’t want to go back, really.

(The thing are, of course, those three words you probably shouldn’t ever say to your one night stand, even if they’ve been your one night stand for a few weeks now.)

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anonymous asked:

Hi there :)-you have such a nice blog by the way-I wan't to ask you about the development of sebastian drawing I can't help but notice How he was in the start of the manga as a young(early 20s), cute, thin male with small face frame & those rich eyes I dnk why I feel he was more alive & so different, even the hairstyle!Now he looks tired & very much older like in his early 30s :( with elongated face .Did yana said anything about that ? Maybe because sebby is starving? As a fan what do you think

Aww, thank you for your nice words Anon! :3

You’re right. Yana has changed her way of drawing Sebastian over the years. She has been working on Kuro for the last 10 years and her drawing skills have developed since the beginning. So I think it’s not so much a change in the character but more that her drawing style changed on the whole. For example, in Sebastian’s Cinematic Record about the first months of the contract he already was drawn in the way he’s drawn today even though chronologically this happened before the first chapters took place. Also, other characters have changed, as well. Personally, I prefer the way the characters are drawn nowadays. I think Yana has made a great development as an artist. :)

Here’s a comparison (chapter 1 vs. chapter 100):

Here’s a translation about what Yana herself said about drawing Sebastian.