you only exist when i want you to

I know this is going to be unpalatable to parents, but “abusive parents” aren’t scary anomalies that exist only on the news, broadcast solely to make you feel better about your own faults. There are abusive parents in your neighborhood. There are probably abusive parents in your workplace, friend circle, and even among your family. If you want to be a good parent, then it’s your duty to learn what behaviors are abusive, learn the warning signs of abuse, and do the work to help when you learn that a child in your social sphere is being abused.

{PART 21} I Won’t Stop You // Jeon Jungkook, Vampire!AU

Originally posted by jengkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Angst, Smut

Summary; Just when you thought your night couldn’t possibly become any more heartbreaking; the man you thought you knew turns out to be something you had only ever considered to exist within the realms of nightmares and folklore.

“Perhaps, he didn’t want to be understood, so much as he wanted to be loved. His truth would set her free, but the question remained; would she stay?”

I update this series every Tuesday evening, 9pm-10pm (UK Time)

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And it’s crazy isn’t it? How much you’ll be able to accomplish in a year. If you’re still the same person from last year, how do you expect to change for the better? Your life will move on without you. How many days will you be on autopilot? How many days will you cry over someone who has moved on? How many years will it take for you to get out of such a mentality? It’s not a sickness. It’s not a disease. It’s not even you. You’re not even yourself nowadays. Who are you? The person in the mirror, there’s been great talks about you. Sinner and angel, two sides to the same story. How badly do you want to change? How far would you go? I want to crack myself open and change as often as I’ll need to in order for me to properly heal from this, I want to rid myself of my depression, I just want to be happy, I want to dissect the anatomy of a memory, I want to remove a lover that no longer exists, I want so many things but I can’t even budge, a nudge from a place long forgotten. The glassy sky breaks into shards of rain, you kiss thy name in order to feel sane. There isn’t a method to your madness, you’ve simply just lost it. But maybe that’s the whole idea. That’s your process. You self destruct to recreate, you destroy who you were to pave way for who you will indefinitely be until the last bell rings and you’re running late, when the test is over, there’s only one real destination and I can talk a big game, I can point you towards the right direction, I can tell you how to love like the way the ocean will always kiss the shoreline with a ferocity, you’ll stay mad at yourself until you’re too far gone to return or just too hurt to want to go back. I’m here to tell you that you’re going to be okay. No matter how shitty of a person you’ve been, no matter how bad you’ve got it, no matter how often you have to relive the same fucking memory, no matter how much you still love them, no matter how long it’s going to fucking take, I promise you. We’re going to make it through this. The winds of tomorrow will scream for your resolution. You’re going to be your own validation. You’re going to feel beautiful. You’re going to own bravery. You’re going to soar. You’re going to bend, but you’re fucking titanium, you’ll never break. You’re going to be molded into many shapes, a butterfly made from pure fucking gold. This depression, these suicidal thoughts, this agonizing process they’ll call art– it’s just your healing process, it’s just you. And that’s the thing. Once I realized that this– the person that I am, there’s only ever going to be one me. I am the only person that’s ever going to truly happen to myself. You’re the only you that’s ever going to get your life together for yourself. So stick it out. Fake smile this shit all the way to mars. We’re going to be beautiful. I promise. I fucking promise you.
—  I promise.
You sigh as you read another poem
by a girl who calls herself a wolf or
a storm,
but for once I want to feel brave
and wild and strong,
the unstoppable force or the
immovable object,
and I only feel that way
when I’m writing,
when I attach these falsehoods to
myself.
No, I’m not a wolf
or a storm.
I’m a girl trying to teach herself
to speak up,
to own the space I exist in,
caught up in clichés and the strength of
women who write.
—  L.H
Top 4 Life Changing Apps You Need as a College Student (With Demos)

Hey everyone!  I was just using each of these apps today to study for my midterms, and I figured I’d share the wealth.  I got each of these apps from the Apple App Store, and use them seamlessly across my Apple devices.  I hope each of them change your midterm weeks for the better! (This is post is kind of long but I made it long to cover what I think are the coolest/most useful things about these apps)

App #1: Notability

Yah, yah.  You’ve heard of this one before.  I’m here to show you some reasons for that.  

Best Features:

1. Annotating and Combining All of the Powerpoints and PDF’s of Your Wildest Dreams

Holy crap is this thing good at converting powerpoints and PDFs.  The transition is undetectable.  Furthermore, if your lecture material was split up into 2 powerpoints that your professor posted, or multiple topics are covered in one powerpoint that you want to separate, you can either combine them into one note, or only import selected slides into separate notes.  Once you do that, you can draw, highlight, add photos and additional typed text…pretty much anything extra you’d need is at your fingertips. 

Demo: Importing PDFS:

Here I’m taking a random web page PDF from organicchem.org about chair conformers, tapping once on it, and copying it to the notability app.  

You literally just tap a couple times and it’s done for you.  You can add the PDF to a new note, an old note, or even take specific pages of the PDF/powerpoint and place only the ones you want into a new or existing note.  It’s almost too easy to be true.  


2. You Can Actually Write Neatly

If you’re anything like me, it bothers you how your handwriting suddenly looks messy when you write on tablets.  Well, notability handles that for you. 

Demo: Writing and Editing Written Text:

Here I’m writing a huge note of what I want to remember with the pencil tool. I picked a red color from the huge color selection, and a rather thin pencil line because it’s only a small side-note.  Of course you can customize your writing to fit what is easiest for you to read and study from.  What happens in the second and third pictures is the cool part:

You can use the scissors tool to put a circle around what you just wrote, and then pinch and rotate the text to change its size and orientation, as well as drag your finger to move it to where you want your note to go.  This way you can write super neatly and just do the moving around afterwords, making sure you can see your text and are comfortable with the way it appears.  You can also re-select it to make it bigger again if you change your mind.  

3. You Can Record and Embed Your Lectures Into Your Notes, While You’re Writing Original Notes OR Annotating Existing Ones

You can do them at the same time.  You don’t have to think about inserting a recording after the fact, or mixing up small recordings and meshing them into one document.  Notability sorts your audio recordings and fixes them up pretty for you, and just starts recording as soon as you hit the speaker button.  Then you can keep annotating what Dr. So-and-So is saying without worrying about your recording being in the right place.

Demo: Recording While Note-Taking:

After you’ve recorded, you can click the speaker button again to edit the recording’s volume, sort multiple recordings you’ve taken as well as name them.  Move the recordings from note to note, etc.  


App #2: Flashcard Hero

Known colloquially as: “How I’m Passing My Anatomy Lab”

Listen here y’all if you wanna make flashcards fast as fuck and learn them the day of your practical, Flashcard Hero is how.


General Overview of Best Features:

The way I predominantly use this app is by furiously making and organizing my flashcards into millions of sections and subsections on my computer, so that everything is findable and easy to access within my flashcard deck.  Then I move them via iCloud over to my phone and tablet to study them on the go.  

You can put pictures, videos, PDF pages, anything on the front or back of your flashcard, and just as much as you want on the back as well.  When you study, you can choose if you want the front or back to show up first, or an alternation of the two if you prefer.  There is no length limit on what you can place on a particular card.  

While you’re studying, the app gives you options of clicking “Easy, Unsure, or Hard” on the card you’re reviewing, so that it will pop up with the ones you’re unsure/really clueless about more often.  This saves my actual ass I can’t recommend it enough.  It has improved my ability to memorize tons of material far more quickly and efficiently.

Demo: The General Interface of Flashcard Hero:

You can see some of the features I’ve talked about.  If you want to know even more of the features, try downloading the app and checking out the “Tutorial” deck it includes on the main menu!


App #3: LiquidText

This is another insanely useful method of PDF annotation.  It is like nothing I’ve ever seen before, and is really good for people who enjoy mind-mapping and comprehensively organizing their ideas while reading!


Best Feature: Organizing Important Bits of Text:

Okay prepare to be very happy about this.  You can literally highlight a section of a PDF, drag it to the side of your screen, and poof.  Your highlighted bit is saved for you to click on and easily access later.  You can even link your highlighted bits, no matter how far apart they are within the document, to help connect and organize your thoughts.  And wait until you see Highlightview, where you can pinch the document so that all of your highlighted portions come together labelled with page numbers.  Too satisfying okay, too satisfying:

If you’re reading something really quickly before class, and you want to easily access interesting portions of a long text during a class discussion, this app will save your life and save you pain in the long run.

App #4: MyScript Calculator

Just watch the demo of this one and prepare to take a huge sigh of relief and awe and happiness.  It actually works and doesn’t confuse what you’re writing, and will do difficult/complex computation.  By changing around the settings to fit the discipline of math you’re doing, this app can save you some annoying typing into calculators and can help you visualize large calculations at a glance.

Best Features: Blowing my tiny, bad at fast-math mind

Demo: General Interface of MyScript Calculator

Just. Yes. Yes good.


Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed this/found at least one of these useful!  Merry midterms!  

Love Notes from the Venus Signs

Venus in Aries:     
     It was like a moment of clarity, the day we met; a sunny blur cast on morning dew and you glimmered like the god damn ocean itself. Maybe I shouldn’t have grabbed your hand, or I shouldn’t have run or screamed, “you- attractive one.” But when you see so much light in one person, you just have to do it. Nothing matters, then, just them. Just you.

Venus in Taurus:
     I never fancied romance novels because there was too much plot and too little character. Men aren’t so dynamic and girls can’t hold their tongues. But you have the finesse of fine wine. In your silence I find comfort and in your irritation I know that what we are is real. Because books don’t explain the way a lover’s hand on your hip can silence the chaos in your mind and lull you to sleep. You are the most difficult person I’ve ever had the pleasure of interacting with, and I will fight for us, I will fight for our love.

Venus in Gemini:
    I don’t know where to start. Remember that bird we saw a few days ago- yeah the pigeon I think. Well I know you think street birds are dirty, but when it flew off into the air and circled us, you wrinkled your nose a little. You didn’t see me smiling because you were watching the pigeon, but I was mesmerized. You’re beautiful, not just because of your nose or eyes or wonderfully erotic body, but because of everything you do. And when you pulled me away for cover, I couldn’t stop laughing. Partly because you stepped in a big wad of gum, but partly because I’ve never been this happy. I love you.

Venus in Cancer:
   Nights with you are the best. Your arms are a coven, a person reminder that I am part of something greater than myself, that I am worth something. Before you, there was a loneliness that never left, a creep of darkness that followed me and swarmed me as I slept. You are my everything. I will support every decision you make, I will be here when you can’t hold a strong front- when life gets too hard. Because, love, if anyone understands, it’s me. And I know how to be soft, how to hold you until your tears dry and how to bake your favorite cookies. I will tell you I love you every morning and every night as long as we are together, and I will mean it every time.

Venus in Leo:
   People saw a lot in me, maybe they still do. You always have. The thing about people is they come and go, but they don’t know me. You know the way I like to sleep in until noon and what dumb memes will make me laugh. You know how to make me feel special when everyone else sees someone who doesn’t exist. Your kisses are important to me, not because you mean it, but because you understand who I am and you’re still willing to fight for me. Cuddle me into the night and tell me those joke your coworkers like, they make me giggle. I love you for everything that you do, I love you for making me feel real. 

Venus in Virgo:
    This is a confession, nothing more and nothing less. I am neurotic. I find solace in cleaning and can’t have sex knowing that their are dishes in the sink. I know that I am riddled with a touch of crazy, but you see more in me. You find me charming and understand that everything I do for you is because I love you. For whatever reason, telling you isn’t easy enough. I want to show you. I want to help you shop for groceries and then satisfy you fully in bed. I want you to know that I can change for you, but you never seem to mind my quirks. You are how I know love exists. 

Venus in Libra:
    My divine, I never doubted your existence. I wish I could have saved every first experience to share with you, and only you. There is a softness when you look at me, when you graze my body and conjoin our fingers until they are so tightly interlocked I believe we may never separate. It is in your presence, in your spontaneous flowers and mountain retreats, that I know this is where I’m meant to be. Nothing is full without you. Even in your bitterness I am contented, although I will do anything you make you happy. You are my whole heart, my other half, my love. 

Venus in Scorpio:
    The world is cruel. We grow up with pain, reoccurring and pungent in our viscera. It doesn’t always heal either. And people will cause it with their carelessness, using others as if they are puppets. It is in you that I can heal, from your scent, within your laugh, and in the breath of your sleep. There is purity within you, a truth that I am fixated upon. I want to delve into the depth of your mind and comfort your pains, I want to hold you and understand you until you are fully exposed and fully fixed from the trials of your past. There is no person as rich with depth as you, no person so worthy of complete love. You have given to me without hesitation, and I long to share with you everything I have.

Venus in Sagittarius:
    The world seems small when you think about it long enough, or when you look up at the midnight sky and see the flaming memories of stars that once were. We are that, a microcosm of existence- a memory recurring time and time again. But no matter how small I am, I am overwhelmed with the concept of you and you totality. There is no person worth this short trip, no one except you. Your company is valuable, your opinions intrigue me, and you have a curiosity for this world that rivals mine. It’s okay that we fight, I think, even when you’re wrong. You are a star in my mind, ever-present until the day I die, and maybe in another lifetime. 

Venus in Capricorn:
    I am not one to share myself. I find solace in safety, I find solace in predictability. You fight everything I have refused to share. You don’t let me leave, even when I’m certain that I’m best left to my own devices. I never wanted you gone, I never wanted silence between us, but my head is raging with fear. I can’t handle heartbreak and I can’t handle humiliation. I promise that as long as you don’t let me leave, I will help you. I will be loyal, I will hold you when you sleep, and I will be here when you need support. You are worth the risk an I love you with all that I am.

Venus in Aquarius:
   There are moments where I find myself totally lost and totally irrational. The moment I knew I’d fallen for you was when you’d become too invested. I thought I’d drop you like I’d done with others in the past, but I couldn’t. You were too important- someone I cared about, someone I craved to touch. And now, honey, I think about you every freakin’ day. I think about you from the crack of dawn to the moment I fall asleep. And even when I need to be alone, I think about you. You’re special: curious, insightful, interesting. I see the world in you. And now, well, nothing can convince me we’re better apart. I love you with every strange thing I am.

Venus in Pisces:
   Nothing blisters my skin so gently as your morning kisses, which I cherish. The haze of midnight holds your last breath, the one before I elicit the most delicious of moans, and fall into a daze of dreams about us. I am hopelessly risen from this earthly pull, I am devoted to our love, one which I knew to be destined. With you I will be ever-present, and ever-kind. You are what makes flowers bloom and raindrops crystallize. With you, I am completely enamored and totally in love.

Tongue Tied Just Like This

Summary: Bucky finally confesses his love for the (fem) reader. 

Word Count: 1056

A/N: i havent written anything in 2 months so this could easily be the #worst thing ive ever written but i lowkey just wanted to write something and i love confessions. 

Pairings: bucky x reader (duh)


Currently you were sat next to Bucky on one of the many balconies the Stark Tower had. It was a nice place to sit and relax. There something calming about listening to the hustle and bustle of the city below while feeling a slight breeze, it was this atmosphere that you craved the most in your times of stress. Bucky and you sat in silence as both of you weren’t the biggest of talkers and perhaps that’s why you were both so drawn to each other. After a particularly loud ambulance sound that came from below, Bucky hung his head down and took a deep breath before looking up again.

“I love you, Y/N” Bucky said, breaking the comfortable silence that had surrounded the two of you.

“You don’t have to say anything back” Bucky continued, ignoring the shocked look on your face. Your heart was racing since this was a moment you were sure only existed in your dreams. Bucky took your surprise as an indication of rejection and let out a deep sigh before standing up.

“I just wanted to let you know” Bucky whispered as he closed his eyes before walking away. You hadn’t even heard anything he said after he told you he loved you because your heart was beating so fast you were sure he could hear it and the thoughts in your head were running around loudly.

“Shit,” you muttered when you heard the door close and finally noticed that Bucky was no longer sitting beside you. Cursing to yourself you got up and went back into the compound. 

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did you know you can blacklist on ao3 with -”pairing/tag/fandom/whatever” 

and if you want more than one thing blacklisted, separate with a comma like -”pairing1/pairing1,” -”pairing2/pairing2,” -”annoying fandom idk”

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Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it was the truth, maybe I didn’t want things to turn abstract, but I felt I should say it, because this was the moment to say it, because it suddenly dawned on me that this was why I had come, to tell him “You are the only person I’d like to say goodbye to when I die, because only then will this thing I call my life make any sense. And if I should hear that you died, my life as I know it, the me who is speaking with you now, will cease to exist.” 

There is beauty in listening, beauty and power. When we take the time to lay down our own agenda and listen to others, we see the wounds and sorrows of others. We begin to notice a world outside of our own, one that needs empathetic and loving people.

Too often we demand that our voices be heard, but in the end, people just want to be known. Being known by someone has tremendous repercussions that can heal and rebuild a broken life, it says to them “I’m here and I see you truly.”

Being known means someone else KNOWS us, not only do they realize we exist, they realize we matter.

Take the time to listen, to know those around you. It’s a gift that few in this life want to give, but one that everyone desires deeply.

When we know one another, we do not fight, we protect and take care of one another. That’s a lovely and wonderful thing that we should all strive to do daily.

—  T.B. LaBerge // Go Now
Hi hi hi I’d just like to put some ADHD random stuff *slides it to you and runs away*

1. Feeling like you want to do something but you don’t know what it is you want to do so you do a bunch of stuff and you can’t find the purpose still

2. Getting so drowned in a thought that you can’t hear sound around you and when you come back it feels like someone pressed unmute on your brain

3. Sweater sleeves! When there too long so when you handclap they swing around and make a wonderful sound!! Its AMAZING!!

4. Having caffeine and the brain fog goes away and you feel like you exist again

5. Where is the important thing I put down 0.5 seconds ago???

6. When you have sensory issues and your entire body makes you feel uncomfortable…

7. Did I (Insert) today or am I just remembering last time I did it??

8. Hyperfocusing. You’ll be on your phone then you suddenly see that its been 7 hours and you haven’t eaten 

9. Bouncing your leg is the only exercise you get 

10. You hyperfixiate on emotionally compromising thing because your brain latches onto the pain and wants to keep feeling it

11. Having to repeat things out loud before your brain recognizes them as words (every day for me..)

12. .. The stigma. *long sigh* Yep. 

13. SLEEEEEP.

14. Finally getting the right amount of sleep only to zone out most of the day

Uh add stuff if you want

you turn away (like i’m not here at all)

this came out way faster than i expected and way longer than i planned but anyway, this is based on this video by @vp-dot-png so credit to them for the basis and thanks for letting me use it (also if you listen to the song from the video - ‘phone down’ by lost kings ft. emily warren) - it’s like 10x better). i really needed a distraction from my current main project so this was really fun to do

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Lance finds Keith sitting in the dark in the computer room, the harsh blue light of his tablet casting shadows across his face. He stands in the entryway for a minute, watching Keith tap insistently at the screen, his legs folded underneath him and his hair unruly. He’s still wearing his paladin armor. Lance sighs and tugs his jacket tighter around himself.

“Keith,” he says. There’s no response. “Keith.”

Keith doesn’t jump, just twists around to glance at him, his gaze sort of vacant. There are dark bags under his eyes, the boy having barely slept in weeks (a fact Lance can personally confirm), his cheeks are sunken, and his face is paler than usual. “Oh, hey,” he says absently, turning back to the tablet screen.

Folding his arms across his chest, Lance steps into the room and leans against the wall. The boy in front of him looks so very different from the one Lance knew. Thought he knew. There’s something off about this the boy here, something vague and distant, like his whole existence is blurring around the edges. Something’s missing, like that one puzzle piece you realize you lost only after you’ve completed the rest of the puzzle.

He knows what’s happened to Keith, what’s happened to all of them, and he gets it, he does. Loss does horrible things to people. But he wasn’t prepared for this, for how hard this would be. For how much things would change. For how much Keith would change.

(He thinks he’s probably changed quite a lot, too, having been thrust, yet again, into the role of protector. He’s used to taking care of people, but this is different.)

He’d expected it to be better, now that they at least have a lead on Shiro’s whereabouts. It’s not much, barely more than a rumor, but it’s still a lead. And yet, Keith is still obsessing, like he’s been doing for weeks.

Lance sighs again. “What are you even doing in here?”

“Working,” Keith replies shortly.”You should try it sometime.”

“You don’t have to be an ass, Keith,” Lance says levelly, forcing himself to keep his voice casual. Forcing himself to stay calm. “We’re just worried about you.”

Keith’s fingers still on the tablet, but he refuses to look at Lance. “Who’s ‘we’? You’re the only one bothering me right now.” He tucks a strand of hair behind his ear and his fingers go back to tap-tap-tapping.

Stop it, he thinks, wishing he had the courage to say it out loud. Stop treating me like I don’t mean anything to you.

“The others are worried about you, too,” he says instead, stepping towards Keith. “They just don’t have the energy to deal with your bullshit.”

“And I assume you do?” There’s a certain level of malice in Keith’s voice, a certain bite that used to be quite rare for Lance to hear, especially directed at him.

Whereas Lance is usually all bark and no bite, Keith has plenty of both and no qualms against using them.

“You know, Keith, I’m not sure I do,” Lance shoots back, and almost feels bad for it. But damn, maybe he isn’t up for this right now. Their last mission ended only hours ago, he hasn’t slept in forty-eight hours, and he hasn’t even bothered to eat yet. He’s tired, so very tired of living like this. He spends practically every minute of every day waiting for the other shoe to drop and it’s exhausting. “I just -”

Keith cuts him off, finally jerking around to glare at him. “You just what, Lance? Did you need something or are you just here to -”

“Would you stop?” Lance shouts, frustrated tears prickling in the corners of his eyes. “You’re acting like a goddamn brat, Keith, and it’s getting ridiculous.”

“Oh, fuck off, Lance,” Keith snaps back, running an angry hand through his hair.

“I’m worried about you!”

“So what, you think you’ll just give poor little Keith the ‘we care about you’ speech and earn your Good Samaritan points for the week? News flash, Lance, I don’t need your worry.”

Keith turns away from him again, and Lance can’t do anything but stare at him. Lance opens his mouth, closes it again. Clenches his hands into fists and buries his fingernails in his palms. Breathes in. Breathes out.

Says, “Look, Keith, I know you don’t want to hear anything I’ve got to say right now.” He ignores Keith’s not-so-subtle scoff. “But I can’t just sit here and watch you self-destruct.”

Keith doesn’t even respond.

Lance barrels on, gesturing wildly. “God, Keith, I wish I could leave you alone. I wish I could just walk away and let you fall apart, but I can’t! Because you’re falling apart and I’m trying to hold this goddamn team together! You’re not sleeping, you’re not eating, and I get it, Keith. Shiro’s gone and we’re all hurting.

“I know he’s important to you and I know you’ve lost him before and I know you’re in pain, but this is important, Keith. You’re gonna kill yourself if you keep up like this.” Lance is crying by now, hot, angry tears streaming down his face. And he aches, he fucking aches, because this has been going on for weeks. He’s always been good at taking care of other people, but he can’t take care of someone who’s not willing to let him.

“We need you, Keith,” Lance says, pleading, begging for Keith to give him something here. “I need you.”

And that’s it - that’s all he’s got. He’s poured his heart out, he’s given everything he has to this boy who won’t even look at him, and there are no more tricks up his sleeve.

But Keith still doesn’t even acknowledge him.

And Lance knows he’s being selfish, he does. He doesn’t mean to be - his biggest concern here is that Keith is okay, that the whole team is okay, but buried underneath that is his desire for Keith to just talk to him. It doesn’t have to be about Shiro or his feelings or anything like that; he just wishes they could go back to talking and laughing and making dumb inside jokes and just being together.

He wishes Keith would at least look him in the eyes.

“Are you even listening?”

Keith waves his hand dismissively and mutters, “Whatever,” and Lance can’t take any more of this.

Throwing caution to the wind, Lance marches forward, grabs Keith’s wrist, yanks him around, and smashes their lips together in a bruising kiss.

The last thing he sees before his eyes shut is Keith’s eyes widening in shock. The kiss tastes of salty tears and the bloodstains of their latest battle. Their noses bump together and their teeth clash, but Lance doesn’t care. He buries one hand in Keith’s hair, uses the other to tug Keith closer by the collar of his armor. Keith’s free hand hovers at Lance’s shoulder, and then the tablet clatters to the floor and his other hand comes to rest on Lance’s hip.

Lance feels something loosen in his chest, like he can finally breathe again.

Keith pulls away after a moment and Lance has to force himself not to follow.

They’re inches apart, both breathing heavily and staring at each other’s lips. And Lance says, “Can’t you just…take a break? Come to bed. We can talk, or - or not talk! Whatever you want, Keith.”

He’s finally getting somewhere, he thinks. Keith is looking at him, really looking at him, without a hint of the iciness Lance has grown used to. There’s no distance between them, right now. For the moment, they breathe the same air, exist in each other’s space.

Lance is only just thinking, I missed this, when Keith steps back.

Keith’s expression hardens and his eyes grow distant once again; he turns away, pulling his hair into a ponytail as he does, saying, “Lance, I don’t - look, can we talk about this later?”

Lance makes a strangled noise in the back of his throat. He’s been free-falling ever since this whole thing started, and Keith is supposed to be there to catch him.

Thing is, Keith is there. He just hasn’t noticed that Lance is falling.

With a noise somewhere between a sob and a laugh, Lance rakes his fingers through his hair, practically yanking strands out of his head. He should just let him go. Surely it would hurt less than this.

But his feet are moving before he can stop himself and he’s yelling before he even knows what he wants to say.

“What could be so goddamn important, Keith, that it can’t wait until the morning?” Keith turns to him in surprise, takes an almost automatic step backwards, effectively trapping himself between Lance and the table behind him. “We have a lead already, you can stop obsessing for five minutes! You’re scared and upset, I get that, but you can’t take it out on everyone else! On me.”

“I didn’t -”

“It doesn’t matter if you meant it, Keith!” Lance throws his hands up in frustration. Keith is looking at him like he’s the one who’s unrecognizable, even though it’s the other way around. “Shiro’s gone, but we’re still here. I’m right here and it’s like you’re looking through me.”

“Please, Keith,” Lance says softly, lacing his fingers through Keith’s and holding their hands up between the two of them. Keith’s eyes follow the movement, skirt over Lance’s face, and finally settle on a spot just above Lance’s shoulder.

“I’m sorry,” he says, and doesn’t sound very sorry at all. He sounds far away, even now. “You should go to bed.”

“Like you care about my wellbeing.”

“I do.” He says it so fiercely that Lance almost believes him. Keith bends to pick up his tablet, pulling his hand out of Lance’s, and when he stands back up, his shoulders are hunched. “I hear you, I do, I just - I can’t do this right now.”

“You’re hearing me -” Lance shakes his head in disbelief  “- but you’re still not listening.”

Keith scoffs and says tiredly, “I really don’t have time for this right now, Lance.”

Lance rubs at his eyes with his sleeve, sniffling, and thinks back to before. Before Shiro disappeared, before Keith started shutting him out, before all of this. He can see Keith’s bright smile, saved just for him, and he can hear Keith’s laugh, the unrestrained one that he only lets Lance hear, bubbling up in the confines of one of their bedrooms.

He stares at the collar of Keith’s armor  for a long moment. Closes his eyes. And gives up.

“Fine,” Lance says, lets his arms drop back to his sides. He blinks back a new wave of tears, sets his jaw, lifts his chin, and tries not to let his voice waver. “Let me know when you decide to stop treating me like something stuck on the bottom of your shoe.”

Despite himself, he can’t bring himself to move without giving Keith a chance to reply. When he doesn’t, Lance turns jerkily, unsteadily on his heel. He makes it halfway to the door before pausing.

He’s a little hysterical and more than a little pissed off when he calls, voice sing-songy and silky sweet, “Or, y’know, don’t! Whatever floats your boat, Keithy-boy!” He looks over his shoulder to find Keith leaning on the desk, tablet lying a few feet away from him, forgotten.

“I’m done,” he says to the back of Keith’s head and walks out of the room.

He doesn’t see Keith turn at the sound of the door opening, and he doesn’t hear Keith say his name as the door shuts.

Lance isn’t sure he would’ve looked back anyway.

anonymous asked:

you don't evenn draw her by canon, lmao, her hairstyle, head, noodle arms. geez. just made her more "feminine good looking" that's all. and you are trying to communicate with others? lolp, alice angel won't be a good character in the game I bet, why would you even try. being all positive and shit, yuiks, you cannot save the fandom either. stop bothering people

“Listen here you, fuckso, I exist however I want to.”

Everyone has a goddamn fucking artstyle that makes the character look unique and inspiring. Yeah, I put some “cute” into her, I can pretty much scare the fuck out of you as well if that will be needed.

You have no right to judge a character by only one poster, when there’s, like, a whole chapter ahead that sure will tell us something about her.
I made an askblog for Alice Angel BECAUSE I WANT PEOPLE TO UNDERSTAND HOW COOL SHE ACTUALLY IS, FROM TOP TO BOTTOM 10 OUTTA 10 WIFE MATERIAL.
I’m so d o n e with reading negative commentary across the internet towards her character, if she was real I would give her a hug and a pat on the back, screw ink pollution.

About savebendy oooh holy shit you got me going. OF COURSE I CANNOT SAVE THE FANDOM. But I tried to remind people how we could all be. I gave my point of view and, wowie, LOTS OF THEM AGREED, YOUTUBE DABBING THE COMIC. EAT THIS.

And finally, about bothering people.
I love this community.
I’ll poke people with my asks, I’ll win their hearts, collect their positive emotions, those fuzzy weird feelings people get looking at my drawings. That is my choice what I do on this blog.

Good luck trying to get on my nerves, idiot. That was an F.


JUNGKOOK GETTING JEALOUS AT YOU DANCING WITH ANOTHER GUY AT THE CLUB

Hey guys, so if you have been following us, I recently wrote a smut but then compared to my other admins smut and I was like ‘DamN, I reaLLY Need tO rewrite mine’ so I thought i would give this a second go :) This was a request and the request was that you are in a club with jungkook and the gang, and you start dancing with a random guy and Jungkook starts getting jealous :)

It is a bit of a long intro but please bare with :)

Originally posted by kuromel


‘Oh come on , that song is SooOOO OLD! Play a different tune. A tune everyone can jam to!’

Taehyung and Namjoon were bickering away at what to play on the journey to the club. You were stuck in the middle of Taehyung and Jungkook in the cab while Namjoon at the front with the driver. In a way, it was good because Tae always kept the journey’s fun, but it was also difficult because you couldn’t keep your mind off of one thing. While staring out the window and into the pouring rain, You couldn’t keep your mind off of how good Jungkook looked today and the thought of it slightly aroused you. He was wearing his usual black jeans with his timbs, his blue shirt with his top 4 buttons undone, which slightly revealed his chest. It was accompanied by a thin silver chain and he had one diamond stud in his right ear. You snapped out of this thought track when the driver shouted ‘We’re here!’

You had to patiently wait for either Jungkook or Tae to get out of the car. But of course, Tae was busy fixing his oh-so-beautiful hair, so you waited for Jungkook to get out. As you shuffled your way to his seat, you were met with his soft hand reaching out for yours, ‘Careful, its really slippery out’

God You thought. I really need to do something tonight to get my mind off of him. I can’t hold this in anymore
Hesitantly, you take his hand and climb out of the car. You catch Jungkook staring at your arse and then realise that your dress is half way up your arse. You giggle to yourself and think wow, I’m really not helping myself today
You start to make your way towards the club when you feel cold fingers touching your back. You felt a sudden shiver down your spine, and already knew whos delicate hands they were. ‘We don’t want you tripping or slipping do we?’ You turned your head slightly to be met with a face that was angelic and beautiful and eyes that anyone could be lost in.

But it was also in that moment when you questioned whether you really wanted him doing this. His fingers touching your body, his eyes gazing into yours. And you so badly wanted to escape this torture of his body not against yours.

With these thoughts in mind, you shrugged and walked off with Tae and Namjoon to meet with the rest of the gang at the club.

After Tae handed in the tickets to the bodyguard and let you lot in, you could suddenly feel the rhythm of the music and the pounding of the beat. You just badly wanted to get onto the dancefloor, get as drunk as you can, dance and take your mind off things.

As you walked further into the club, you realised that to really take your mind some place else, you needed to take a couple of shots. You scan the club looking for the bar, and spot a bright lit sign saying ‘shakers’. You start to make your way there when some random guy bumps into you and steps on your toes.

‘OW!’ you screamed while hopelessly hopping around with your foot half in the air. The guy immediately bent down and put your foot on his knee. He started to massage it and kept saying sorry and how he wasn’t looking properly. You started laughing and he looked up at you, confused.

‘I’m a bit of a drama queen. It didn’t actually hurt that much. Sorry!’

You start giggling to yourself and realise that you made yourself look like a complete fool. He started laughing with you, got up and leant closer to your ear.

‘Why is a gorgeous girl like you, alone in a club like this?’

‘Trying to get away from all my problems’ you replied back

‘Why don’t I help you get rid of them’ he teased.

He grabbed your hands and twisted you half around and pulled you against his body. You could feel his bulge against your ass and he started to push your hair to one side. He started to caress your neck with his lips and then sucking your skin into his mouth, while one hand was on your hips. You were both moving rhythmically to the beat and he started to make his way to your shoulder.

It was then when you looked across the dance floor to see those very eyes that met with yours when you came out the cab. The very eyes that made you fall in love with him in the first place. But this time, they looked different.

They looked sexy. They were filled with jealousy and for some strange reason, this turned you on. You loved to see this side of him. The side of Jungkook that only ever came out when he saw something he wanted, being taken away from him. And it was only moments after when you saw him striding towards you. But you didn’t want to give him the pleasure of winning just yet. So you turned around and started to unzip the guys trousers.

‘OOhh, I like where this is going’ He purred into your ear

But only you really knew where this was going and you couldn’t wait to see it happen. When seconds after you felt a grapple on your arm that yanked you away, making you tumble back.
‘OI!’ You shouted. ‘I was ENJOYING myself’

‘You hardly FUCKING know him’

You loved it. You loved it when you saw this side of Jungkook. The sexy, angry and dominant side of him that never failed to turn you on.

‘what does it matter to YOU’ you replied aggressively, trying to hold back a lip bite.

He walked up to the guy and shoved him back. ‘Don’t you DARE touch my girl like that again’
‘It’s not my fault she’s not getting what she wants from you’ the guy started to laugh with his hands up as if he surrendered. He started to back away and it brought a smile to your lips. You knew this was going to end one way.

'We were enjoying ourselves. Whats wrong with you?’

‘Your MINE!’

Although you two were not in a relationship, Jungkook felt as though he had to protect you. A responsibility to protect you from everyone and everything. It was as though you belonged to him and no one else

But thats all it took. Those two simple words that you were longing to hear. And as you looked into those brown eyes, that were full of dark jealousy and lust, you knew then and there where the rest of night was going to lead.

Slowly, You started walking towards him. The music in the backround started to slowly fade away. Everyone else’s existence in the club seemed irrelevant. And in that moment, your eyes were not wandering anywhere else but towards him. You noticed the way he was looking at you. Filled with lust and desire. When you had finally reached him, you wrapped your arms gently around his neck and he wrapped his hands around your waist.

‘It was never really going to lead anywhere you know. If anything he was only reassuring me on what I really wanted’ you teased

‘Yeah? And what was that?’ He purred into your ear

‘You,’

‘Well maybe, we should leave the rest of them here and have the couple of hours to ourselves back at the apartment’ he cooed

And without hesitation, you grabbed his wrist and started to make your way out of the club. You waved for a cab and when it pulled up, Jungkook opened the door for you

‘After you M’lady’ he smirked

You climbed and as soon as he sat down in the car, you pulled on his shirt and grabbed his hair. He instantly pulled you on top of him and started to unzip your dress. You put his other hand on your ass and whispered into his ear ‘Maybe we should wait for that part when we’re alone.’

He chuckled to himself but pressed his soft, plump lips against your shoulders, slowly making his way up your neck

‘But how can I resist such a delicious thing like you’ he mumbled

‘You’ve waited this long…I’m sure you can wait a bit longer’ you whispered while gently licking your lips.

And before you knew it the cab pulled up to the kerb where your apartment was. Jungkook signalled to his pockets and you giggled as you realised he needed his wallet. You jumped out the cab and impatiently waited for this beautiful creature to hurry up. You couldn’t wait for him to do you right. You’ve been waiting for this day for what felt like years. He finished paying the driver, stepped out and immediately flung you over his shoulders.

‘You’re going to take way too long to walk to the lifts, I’ll take you there myself’

You started laughing while playfully hitting him. You got to the lifts and as soon as the doors opened he put you down and pressed you against the wall.

‘You’ve been a bad girl tonight you know’

‘Well then show me how I should behave’ you teased back gently stroking his face

You reached your floor and he flung you over his shoulders again. When he reached your door he already knew where the spare key was. He slowly kneeled down and retrieved the key from under the map. Hastily, he opened the door, walked in, slammed it shut and started striding towards your bedroom.

‘And now…for the fun part’

He half chucked half placed you onto your bed and climbed ontop you. As your dress was already unzipped, he gently started to take each strap off and slid your dress off of your body. He then leant in towards your inner thigh. He licked his lips first and started to kiss every part of your skin there. He slowly started making his way up, but then came across the barrier that was your knickers. He bit into them and started sliding them off maintaining eye contact with you the whole time. As soon as he was done, he went back to finish the job.

He steadily made his way towards your clit and although he was not fully touching you, you could feel his lips lingering over. You grabbed his hair instantly as to pull him up, but he growled back. ‘Today you’ve been a bad girl, going off with guys you’re not supposed to be with’

You licked your upper lip as he continued and finally, he delved his tongue into your pussy, tasting every bit of your juices. Your hands grasped onto his hair even more and you let out a moan. And to your surprise, he went even further in, and kissing the lips of your pussy between every flick of his tongue. And between every lick and every kiss, you felt weaker and weaker but never felt more alive. He made sure to go slow. He wanted to savour every taste and every moment he had with you. You head jerked forward and he started to slow down. But you knew he wasn’t finished.

He made his way up your torso, nibbling on it bit by bit and he finally met with your breasts. Again he was met with the obstacle of your bra but already knew what to do. Without even trying, he unhinged the hooks and threw them off. He let his breath tickle over your breasts and then went on to gently kissing and sucking at them. You hooked your legs over his waists only to realise that you were the only one undressed.

‘It’s only fair if I try too,’ you breathed desparetly, while trying to flip him onto his back And he did just that. You went down on him and put his trousers zips in between your teeth, you slowly started to unzip them and you pulled back his trousers. You could see his bulge under his tight Calvin Klein boxers and bit your lip.

Immediately, you ripped them down and grabbed his waist and put straight away put his cock into your mouth. Your mouth hollowed during every suck and you could hear him gently moaning and could feel his nails raking through your hair. His breathe

‘Babe…’

‘I know’ You groaned back. His breathing started to go deeper and deeper while you putting his cock further into your mouth. You never would’ve guessed that it was this big, but still you wanted every taste of it, Savouring every bit of it with pleasure, with your wet saliva all over it. Your lips were red with pleasure and you glanced up only to see his head jerk back. He clenched onto your hair even tighter and tried to pull you up.

You slowly came to a stop and kissed his tip. But you both wanted more. You licked your way up his torso.

‘And now I need to treat a girl who’s been misbehaving tonight’

He grabbed your waist and flipped you onto your stomach, slapped your ass and climbed onto your thighs. Every fibre f your being was set alight and you could feel electric shocks being sent down your body as you felt his skin touching yours

You could feel it slowly going in and him sinking into you but then he thrust harder and started to set a rhythm. You wanted to grab onto the headboard, but he stopped you. He set his hands onto your wrists and buried them into the pillows. You could feel his breath tingling on your shoulder blade and his tongue started to make way for his lips to viciously clasp your neck. You took a sharp breath while gripping the bedsheets. He bit your neck and then licked off the sweat that you were producing from this rhythm.

And then finally…You felt the world spinning on its axis as your mind dissolved into the world of pleasure. You hear him slowly panting but you let out a loud moan and you both finally release. He smacks your ass again and the bed finally stops shaking. He comes to join you lying down.

Two beautiful bodies lying next to each other on the bed, legs intertwined.

While simultaneously panting and breathing aloud together, Jungkook, slides his hand over your breasts and starts to play with your nipples.

‘And thats what happens to girls when they grind up against the wrong guy’

‘Maybe I should grind up against him harder next time’

You both chuckle and the rest of the night was something never to forget…

Originally posted by smallkpoplove


OHHHHHHH DEAAAAAARRRR LOOORRRRRRRRRRD. GUYS YOU ACTUALLY DON’T KNOW MY STRUGGLE WHILE WRITING THIS. To be absolutely honest, this was my first ever smut that I wrote completely. I still feel its pretty crap and hopefully my next couple of smuts will get better and bbetter.. Please leave some comments on how it went lol

~~Admin M xx

I’m the type of girl who will put her girlfriend before herself. I’ll do real cheesy things, but they’ll come straight from my heart; like, have flowers delivered to you, write you little notes, buy you stuffed animals, etc. I’ll buy you random things for no reason at all. I like showing my girl off. I’m shy at first, but once I’m around you more, you’ll see my better side. I’ll do my best to make you smile and try and give you the world. I send good morning texts, not just because they’re sweet, but because you’re the first thing that I think of when I wake up. I’ll never hide you from anyone. And when we’re out in public, I’ll hold your hand because I want people to know that you’re mine, and only mine. Yeah, I’m not the prettiest girl out there and I have my many flaws, but I have a huge heart that I can love you with. I’ll do anything just to see you smile. And when I’m with you, it’s just you and only you. No other girl will exist to me. I’m faithful and I’ll never hurt you. You’ll be my world, and the one person I only will try to impress. Because only you matter. That’s the kind of girlfriend I am.
—  For you babe
10

This thing is bigger than all of us. Lin gave us a gift, my job is to try to deliver that gift. My job is to try to honor the work that Andy and Alex put forth. Where I was inspired by their humanity, which is greater than their talent– perhaps it’s the only thing greater than their talent. And Lin– oh, dear Lin. I exist to try to build, to interpret, to take what you have given, and to bring honor to that. When I don’t have the words, you do. When I don’t know where to go, I look on the page and it is always there. The answer is always with the writer. So let’s continue to tell stories. What we’ve seen this season is that there are stories to be told, and there are people that want to hear them. Keep telling the stories.

Rooftops : Jughead Jones Pt. 1

Part Two

request: a jughead x reader lil thang where maybe the reader broke up with archie? or one of the football players. and they used to always chill on the readers roof (a cute childhoodism) and he maybe finds them up there and comforts them (possibly romantic?) 

 requested by: anonymous

A/N: I DID NOT MEAN TO VILLIANIZE ARCHIE, but I did. I am so sorry about that. Whoops. Overall, though, I am in love with this. I hope you guys enjoy this as much as I did writing it. I would love if you guys would give me some feedback on this. Potential fic???? Let me know, darlings. xx aubree

warnings: cheating. 

word count: 993

(gif not mine)

MASTERLIST

Originally posted by screamkin

On the weekend of July 4th, Archie Andrews, Jughead Jones, and Y/N Y/L/N were planning on taking a road trip. Archie had bailed on both his best friend and his girlfriend, earning the wrath of both. Archie and Jughead hadn’t spoken since, until Betty brought them together. Archie and Y/N had been having relationship problems ever since.

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compulsory heterosexuality

Okay, I’ve gotten a lot of asks about the compulsory heterosexuality thing and it’s true that the first Google hit isn’t super easy to understand, so I‘ll try to break it down a little.

“Compulsory” is the opposite of “optional”. “Compulsory heterosexuality” is exactly what it sounds like - being straight is something our culture tries to force on us.

It affects people of every gender, but it’s mostly been studied as something that affects women. This is because compulsory heterosexuality easily ties in with the misogyny that causes women’s sexualities and even identities to be defined by our relationships with men.

Women are taught from a very early age that making men happy is our job. We’re supposed to be pretty for men, we’re supposed to change the way we talk so men will take us more seriously, we’re supposed to want a man’s love more than anything else. Our magazines are full of sex tips on how to better please men, our movies are about how we’re supposed to fall in love with men. We literally cannot exist in public without men loudly grading us on how well we’re pleasing them visually.

So… what happens if you want to be with women? What happens if you’re not attracted to men at all? When you’re trained from childhood to see romantic/sexual relationships with men - and only men - as major life goals, how do you separate that from what you want?

Compulsory heterosexuality is the voice in my head that says I must really be het even when I’m in love with a woman. Compulsory heterosexuality is what forces lesbians to struggle through learning the difference between what you’ve been taught you want (being with men) and what you do want (being with women), which is why so many lesbians have dated men at some point.

Compulsory heterosexuality is very similar to heteronormativity - the assumption that straight is the default. We’re trained from birth to believe that we will find someone of the other binary gender, fall in love, have sex, etc. In a million tiny ways we’re taught that only relationships with the other binary gender are valid. (And if you’re not one of the binary genders, this can be even more confusing.)

Compulsory heterosexuality is built into you from the moment you’re born into this time and place, and it takes a long time to dismantle it.

anaswimsintheocean  asked:

Hey do you have any drarry fics where children are involved? Like teddy?

Gah, Teddy is an absolute sweetheart in all of these fics, you’ll definitely fall in love with him! I enjoyed making this rec list so much because I totally forgot how much I enjoyed reading stories about Teddy <33

  • Trust Me As I Trust You - by maschapluis (11k)
    While working on a high profile case, Harry receives full guardianship and custody over Teddy Lupin. He takes some time off to get to know the boy, but when work calls he had to find someone to take care of Teddy.
    Harry finds a babysitter in the one person he never thought would ever want anything to do with him or the small boy, Draco Malfoy.  Teddy trusts Draco instantly and without hesitation, so what’s a wizard to do other than to trust him as well? Even if he can’t be sure to trust himself around the other wizard.
    (I enjoyed reading this so much! Teddy was adorbs in this story, and overall it was just such a cute, funny and heartwarming fic!)

  • Somebody to Love - by khasael (31k)
    Draco’s life after the war is quite different than it used to be. When he finds himself cursed, with little hope for lifting the spell, he sets out to make the most of the time he has left. Getting to know his Aunt Andromeda and his young cousin Teddy feels like a good thing to do, even if it can’t help him in the long run…or can it?
    (A fic where Draco has been cursed so that he would die a premature death, unless someone fell in love with him. The slow build up between our two favourite boys was lovely to watch. A slow, and very tender story!)

  • Where your heart is set - by hazel_wand (13k)
    Draco comes home from school to find that his mother has decided to rebuild their family to include Andromeda, Teddy … and Harry Potter.
    (Narcissa and Andromeda begin to amend things between them; thus forcing Draco and Harry to be in close contact with each other and the love story between them is so amazing and pure)

  • It Was We Who Were The Cliché (But We Carried On Anyway) - by ignatiustrout (31k)
    When the reconciled Black sisters go on holiday together, Andromeda entrusts Draco, rather than Harry, with five year old Teddy Lupin for three weeks. Harry is convinced she made the wrong choice, and he decides the way to fix this is simply to keep turning up at the manor and refusing to leave Draco alone.
    (A delight to read! Everything about this story is utterly spectacular and perfect. I had a blast reading it <3)

  • A Second Chance at First - by Lovetaradiane (28k)
    “… I just wanted you to know that you weren’t the only one who’d had a shitty existence for a time. Maybe I hated that you thought I was someone I wasn’t. Maybe … maybe I hated that I thought you were someone you weren’t, but never realised it until Voldemort gave me those glimpses of your life. Our experiences, they weren’t so different after all.”
    (Harry rushes Teddy to St. Mungos’ after falling sick, and Draco is his healer. Healer!Draco is my favourite type of Draco, it just suits him so well, and a Slytherin!Teddy is absolutely marvellous)

  • A Lesson in Love and Ice Cream - by protegonox (18k)
    The only thing keeping Draco together is his structured routine, which begins and ends with ice cream. Then Potter shows up, godson in tow, and his fragile balance is put to the test.
    (Omg I’m in love with stories where Draco leaves the magical community and instead chooses to live amongst muggles. Draco owns an ice-cream shop in Canada and it’s just gorgeous)

  • Against All Odds - by momatu (53k)
    Beauxbatons is hosting the first ever Quidditch Summer School for children from all over Europe, and Harry has promised to enroll Teddy as his birthday present. Meanwhile, Draco is stuck in his office, putting together the first ever Quidditch Summer School for children from all over Europe during, when he should be enjoying summer holidays.
    (Draco, a Flying Instructor at Beauxbatons, is hosting an international Quidditch training camp. Harry brings Teddy and ends up staying to coach. The scenes where Draco tour Harry around France and takes him to all of his favourite place are all so sweet!)

  • Vulnera Sanentur - by sw33tch3rrypi3 (6k)
    Harry can’t believe what’s on the list of required textbooks Teddy needs for his next year of Hogwarts. For DADA it’s Some Bloody Idiot Might Cast It, So You’d Better Be Able to Counter It by Draco Malfoy. Harry thinks the title refers to him casting Sectumsempra on Draco Malfoy in their sixth year and goes to confront him
    (Teddy is just so precious, so very precious in this story!)

  • Muggle Beasts and Where to Find Them - by ashindk (8k)
    Two single fathers choose the same day to take their children on an outing.
    (This fic left me grinning like a huge fool! Harry and Teddy are at the zoo, and they come across a lost Scorpius. They all set off on a mission to find Draco, and it’s all so very lovely. Kudos for Draco being an A+ dad in this story as well!)

  • Like a Real Family - by Queenie_Mab (11k)
    Harry thought he had all he wanted in life, raising Teddy and being the parent he’s always wanted to be, until he experiences what life with a partner could be like. Now if only Draco wasn’t straight.
    (This was such a charming story! It was truly very sweet and the domestic fluff is fabulous)

  • Sunday, Monday or Always - by blithelybonny (6k)
    While raising Teddy Lupin on his own, Harry discovers that he’s got a little future Slytherin on his hands who knows his way around a scheme – especially when that scheme leads to a happily ever after.
    (Teddy is deviously cunning Slytherin in this fic, it’s adorable!)

  • The Ties that Bind - by phoenix_writing (61k)
    Upon Andromeda’s death, Harry and Draco are given custody of Teddy. Their lives will never be the same again.
    (So Harry and Draco have live together, but only because they’re both the guardians of Teddy. The interactions of H&D are amazing because there’s so much bad blood and history between them, and they’re honestly trying their hardest to be good guardians to Teddy, it’s near impossible for them to get along and agree with each other. The progression of animosity into love was so beautiful to watch and really, it’s just such a wonderful story)

  • Obliviation - by Cheryl Dyson (27k)
    When Harry decides to quit Auror Training in order to care for young Teddy over the summer, he has quite enough to worry about without Pansy Parkinson dumping a mute Draco Malfoy on his doorstep.
    (Cheryl Dyson (aka Dysonrules) is an incredible author who has such a beautiful writing style! It has a perfect combination of fluff and angst, and I really wished it could’ve gone on for longer!)

  • The Tree House - by lotus_lizzy (25k)
    Harry needs the perfect gift for Teddy’s 5th birthday. What could be better than a Custom-Made Life-Size Tree House? If only life were so easy.
    (Cuteeee! Funny moments scattered throughout, and the fluff is superb!)
SovietWomble Prompts!

(Because his videos are the funniest and most uplifting thing I know)

“Me and my flip-flops are ready to go.”

“I am now poor.”

*Alone in the woods* A: *weirdly calm* “There’s something walking towards us from behind you guys.” *B and C freak out*

“How can someone be so cute?”

“UNCLEAN!”

“I thought you were watching?” “Yeah, I was, I stopped paying attention.”

“My scuba suit protects me from your bullshit.”

“God, fucking damn it A, you piece of…good job.” “What was that?” “I’m rebranding myself as the nice guy.” … “You lasted all but 7 seconds.”

“Surprise!” *explosion*

“English is not my first language, okay?” “You’re American.”

“A, what’s wrong with him?” “Many things.”

“I have got a plan!” “Which is?” “A terrible plan.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever spoken to you when you’re not eating.”

“A, I think you should take one for the team and run off as bait as the rest of us survive.”

“I’m under attack by a bucket!”

“I haven’t heard a word of the briefing, I was too amazed by the hand gestures.”

“We have a small technical issue.” “Which is?” “I seem to have run out of bullets.” “…it’s been five minutes.”

“You need your medication, come back here!”

“Why do you have a gun, A?” “’Cause it’s Thursday.”

“You lied to me!” “It’s not my fault you’re an idiot.”

“I really like dolphins, I wanna see one!”

“You can’t have a secret dance club, we have a job to do!”

“I’m a funky janitor.”

“If A starts saying something odd, just ignore him/her/them.”

“There are civilians in the village.” “I think the way you pronounce that is acceptible casualities.” “NO.”

“So you’re now just gonna kill people for just being tempted for deserting?” 

“I’d like for you to know you are a piece of human shit.”

“OH MY GOD ALMIGHTY, JESUS CHRIST, MARY AND JOSEPH!”

“Turns out these are just the noises A makes when he/she/them is alone in his/hers/their room.”

“Clearly we lead different lifestyles.”

“Were you dropped on your head as a child?”

“SHUT UP, I’m trying to impose Zen you dumb bitch!”

*inhales helium* “Fuck you A.”

“Do NOT search that on Google!”

“I don’t know whether to eat Pringles, breathe or laugh!”

“He’s never gonna shut up about that now.”

“No more button pressing, okay?!”

“Everything is black, is this heaven?”

“Really? You’re gonna hide under the building like a house cat?”

“A? Can you stop touching my knee?”

“Um, my vision has gone green.” “You have green sunglasses on.” “Ah, that might be the reason.”

“If you’re not on a no-fly list somewhere in the world, someone is not doing their job.”

“Don’t open that.” “Wha-” *explosion* “…You could have told me you put a freaking bomb in there!”

*runs by* “EVERYTHING IS OKAY!”

“I HAVE ACHIEVED ULTIMATE POWER!”

“Did you see the way my hips were moving?”

“Are you in the habit of tattooing everyone unconcious?”

“My echolocation was not very effective.”

“My tummy hurts.”

“Is he going to go sulk in the corner?”

“That’s um… staggeringly unhelpful actually.”

“No, I’m having a snack, leave me alone.”

“Do those things and then jump off a bridge.”

“Look, think of it as science.”

“A,” “Yes?” “I want you-” “I want you too!” “-to…” “Oh we were talking about something else, my bad.”

“SOMEONE SHUT HIM UP.”

“I didn’t appreciate your insults to my mother yesterday.”

“I have an auto-sniper and exactly zero shame.”

“Ahahahahaha, you’re so- fuck you.”

“Whenever you do something awesome it’s ‘Oh look at me’ but whenever you screw up it’s ‘Oh we’re a team’.”

“You are actually hiding in a hedge.”

“Don’t worry boys, pappas’ got this.”

“I know Psychology, I use it on you.” “What do you you mean you use it on m-” “Nevermind.”

“I’ll hit you.” “Sorry.”

“A continues to amaze me.”

“We only had about three hundred bullets, and you’ve just wasted all of our ammunition in case we get attacked?”

“Dude, something’s happening.”

“I literally have no control over myself.”

“I just wanted you to know that I genuinely despise your existence you piece of shit.”

“In my eyes A, you are a beautiful caterpillar.” “What?!”

Oh no, what appears to have happened?”

“I will not leave you A.” C: ”I will.”

“I do not trust you, turn around!”

“Where were you guys when they were trying to BLOW UP THE FRICKING BUILDING?!”

“Sorry, is this supposed to be spooky?”

“I technically landed.”

“Make it interesting…nOT THAT INTERESTING!”

“I thought there was a guy in front of me but it was my own shadow.”

“Well we can tick ‘genocide’ off our to do list.”

“That’s a lot of dead people.”

“You ran in front of a machine gun?!”

“I don’t have Medi’stuff’, I didn’t expect the two of you to be this incompetent.”

“Stop parkouring and come get this jewelry.”

“Gayness?” “Gayness.”

“I don’t want to look because I’m scared.”

“Something just went ‘boom’.”

“Okay, that wasn’t where I left it!”

“We’re gonna go around the tornado.”

“No, no, no, don’t you dare say you can’t fly! FLY!”

“You’re so useless it’s not even funny.”

“Hey guys, I have an idea, why don’t you fuck off?

“I’m going to hide and if that fails…surrender.”

“Dipshit?” “Hmm?” “….the fact that you responded to ‘Dipshit’…”

“I have been trapped in my bathroom for the last 3 hours.”