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adorerdraco · 5 years ago

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I’m Here ✧ Draco x Reader

Request: Hi, so I’m not sure if you’re taking these kinds of fics for Draco, but I’ve been feeling really down lately, and I was wondering if you could write a one shot or a scenario where the reader has been having a really bad day/week and Draco comforts them? And maybe Draco lays the reader on his chest and he hums a small tune to make the reader feel better? You can ignore this if it’s an issue, but I’d really appreciate it. I love all of your fics btw! They make me really happy <3

Warnings: none bc mostly fluff, some tears, super soft!draco

Words: 1.9K

A/N: i saw this and had to do it effective immediately bc i am feeling the exact same wayyy so this was really nice to think about ;( thank you so much for requesting this and for reading my stuff and i’m so glad i can help in a way <3 i’m sending you nothing but peace, love, and light !!! but i really hope this is gooood <3 do not own gif

Life was punishing you, you thought. It had to be. Because there was no way how in the span of a week everything in your day-to-day life had gone from okay to borderline catastrophic. It was as if every situation you were in was taking its form in the worst case possible scenario and all you could do was watch hopelessly as things continuously got worse sprinkled with small misfortunes in between.

It started on a regular Monday morning, sitting down for breakfast in the Great Hall with blissful ignorance. Halfway through eating your toast, your owl had come in through the open large glass windows and dropped a letter onto your plate from home that left you some very unfortunate news and had set forth a ripple effect that began making everything else go downhill as your days progressed. By the end of the school week, you had managed to blow up a potion, lose house points because of said potion when it splashed onto some people and had some physically altering effects, tripped over your footing and fell in the middle of a crowded corridor, failed a surprise quiz, forgot to turn in an essay, got into an argument with a friend, accidentally slept in and missed a morning class, and took a trip to the hospital wing for a migraine that didn’t want to leave you alone. You could’ve sworn you had somehow been thrown into purgatory, or limbo, or something outer-worldly.

“Are you alright?” Draco had asked you right after breakfast that Monday morning as he was walking you to your first class. “What was in the letter your owl gave you? You look worried.”

“It was nothing,” you dismissed quickly, trying to put on a half-hearted smile while you spoke to make it more convincing. “I’m fine, just tired.”

It was the beginning of the week, and he did keep you up late the night before when you were sneaking around together, so he just shook his head up and down and took your excuse even though he felt like there was more to it than you were letting on. But as the days went on, he was becoming more observant of the way you were acting and even looking. He didn’t like that every morning he saw the shadows under your eyes get deeper and darker, and he didn’t like how you would close your eyes in pain when you would groan about your headache. He also didn’t like the way he hadn’t seen you truly smile or laugh all week even when he tried countless times to amuse you or cheer you up. But what he didn’t like most of all was that he felt like there was nothing he could do.

On Wednesday afternoon, he tried asking you again. You were sitting in the Quad with him on a bench and he was telling you a story from earlier in the day about how he had ‘accidentally’ tripped this Gryffindor boy and got Snape to take away house points from him that he thought for sure would you make laugh or perhaps give him a disapproving redirection, but when he glanced up to see your reaction, he noticed you weren’t even listening, to begin with. You had been staring down at your shoes and the way they lined up against the cracks in the pavement, kicking around some gravel as your mind was running a million thoughts per second.

“Love?” He said to you softly. You looked up at him swiftly with a quiet questioning hum, e/c eyes widened slightly from being ripped away from your thoughts suddenly. “You know if something’s bothering you, you can talk to me.”

“I know,” you nodded warmly. “I’m okay, Dray. I’m honestly just tired.”

And you were telling the truth, in a sense. You really were tired; physically, mentally, emotionally.

He frowned, dissatisfied with your answer. “Right, well if anything at all comes up, I’m here.”

From then on, Draco took it upon himself to try and increase his affections and compliments. He would hug you a little tighter, kiss you a little longer, whisper sweet little nothings into your ear before he left you for class. You felt a little bad lying to him, withholding the truth from him, and you saw the concern in his light gray’s when you’d meet him in the mornings and for the rest of the day, but it only made you feel a tad bit worse. You were starting to feel guilty for the way he was worrying, feeling like you were dragging him down into the dumps with you and raining on his usual carefree parades.

On Friday morning, you didn’t meet him for breakfast and you were out of the Great Hall faster than he could catch you. He felt like a stalker when he walked by your class, peeking his head in to see if you were there and well. He spotted you sitting at your desk, hunched over your unopened books with a grimace on your face and your head in your hands. He wanted to go in and whisk you away to somewhere far and quiet, but the Professor had caught him by the door and sent him on his way before he could even think of doing anything of the sort.

You felt the day had gone by extremely slow, relative to how the week was moving and also impossibly dismal. You were counting down the minutes until the end of the school day, ready to run to your dorm right after your last class and bury yourself deep into your duvet and pillows for the rest of the weekend.

Head still pounding, you trudged over to your final class, stopping outside the doors when you saw a small group of your housemates standing around with unnerved expressions as they passed each other papers and spoke in hushed tensed tones.

“I studied all night but my friend took the test earlier and she told me during lunch that it had stuff on it that wasn’t even in the reading!” You heard one exclaim in distress.

“We have a test?” You accidentally said aloud and a pair of eyes turned to look at you confusingly.

“Yeah? Professor’s been telling us all week.”

A scoff of disbelief escaped your lips, an overwhelming sense of defeat washing over you as you turned briskly on your heel and in the opposite direction of your classroom. Tears started pricking at your eyes, you felt the stinging of them wanting to be released but you refused to let them all out in the open and especially in front of people who were still taking their time to head to their classes.

You were making a beeline towards your common room, blinking rapidly to try and clear your vision that was quickly pooling with unshed tears while trying to steady your breathing in another failed attempt to calm yourself. You were nearly there, you could tell by the paintings and doors that you passed by and the black stain splattered on the floor you saw every day on your way to the dorms from someone’s dropped ink bottle that Filch hasn’t been able to get rid of.

Almost there, you kept repeatedly reminding yourself.

All hope of solace was gone when you didn’t notice the body you had unknowingly crashed into. All you felt were strong hands around your biceps, holding you in place from toppling backward and the very familiar scent of expensive cologne and mint.

“Y/N? Why aren’t you in class?” You looked up at the platinum blond sadly, his worried eyes searching yours with such care that it pushed you over the edge.

You didn’t answer him and instead wrapped your arms tightly around Draco’s middle, burying your face deep into his robes and letting out quiet and frail weeps that broke his heart. He held you tightly, pressing kisses to the top of your head and muttering soft “I’m here’s” into your hair. You stayed in his embrace for a few minutes, letting your tears freely fall into his vest with a sense of relief that only he was able to give you at this point in time.

“I’m sorry I cried on you,” you choked out when you pulled away from him, desperately wiping away at your eyes with the back of your sleeve.

“You don’t ever have to apologize for that,” he said quickly. He brought his hand up to your face, his thumb swiping delicately over a stray tear that was sitting on your jaw while you closed your eyes in comfort. “Do you want to go back to my room? I can set you up really nicely and we can talk if you’d like?”

“Yes please, I’d like that a lot.”

Draco interlocked your fingers with his, bringing the pair up to his lips with a warm kiss on the back of your hand before walking the two of you over to the entrance of the Slytherin common room. It was empty when you walked in, not a soul in sight since everyone was still in class and it made it much easier for him to sneak you into his singular Prefect room you were now extremely grateful he had. He watched contently when you shed off your robes and kicked off your shoes and immediately slipped into one of his dark green jumpers that fit you big.

You were perched on the edge of his bed, his scent from his sweater engulfing you and doing a much better job of calming you down than you wanted to admit. He followed in your footsteps and changed into something comfier and when he finally sat beside you with his hand falling over yours as an encouragement to talk - you did. You vented to him all about the letter from home, the migraine, your classes, the argument between you and your friend, and everything else that came to mind.

“And I feel bad for ignoring you and not telling you all this before but I didn’t want to burden you,” you finished with sniffles, gazing up at him with a gloomy expression.

“Y/N, I love you, and nothing you say to me is a burden,” he frowned slightly, “when I tell you I’m here, I mean it, for anything. You’re so important to me and it kills me to see you upset.”

In a careful movement, he had scooted towards you and affectionately cupped your face before placing a loving kiss on your forehead and murmured to you, “don’t ever hesitate to come to me.”

You let him pull you under his covers, draping his large duvet over your entangled bodies with your head resting right above his chest, the steady beatings of his heart instantly sending you into a much-needed peace. His chin was rested right atop your head and you felt his fingers run up and down your arm soothingly while he thought.

“Is there anything else I can do to make you feel better?” He asked quietly.

“Can you help me fall asleep?” you muttered, closing your eyes gently when his hand smoothed over the back of your hair. You felt him nod against your head and after a small moment silence, you heard him begin to hum the faint tune of your favorite song.

You lied there in bliss, enjoying the way his chest was vibrating against your ear and the way his fingers were playing with the ends of your hair, curling the strands around his fingers and then moving upwards to massage your scalp. And for a minute, everything was finally okay again as you drifted off into a peaceful sleep, a full heart and with your love calmly lulling you away with a soft and now distant humming.

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nefskullcritique · 4 years ago

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knowing that information now, i don't think i'll ever be comfortable watching their content again. sorry that happened to you Ven :c

man this stinks, why do people have to be Like That.

here's honestly what happened. you can look back on the blog itself if you want but for those of you guys who didn't see the situation.

forgive me if i come off rude, i'm exhausted and i don't like being told "that doesn't sound like them!!!" when it literally happened.

-colter reaches out to me in dms, we talk. we agree to have a conversaion and that i won’t talk about it publicly. i expect this to go both ways, -i post a warning about bones being in moddingfunkers -bones gets removed from moddingfunkers. -bones gets added back to moddingfunkers, thanks to a video ech0chamber/kardia made.

-i reach out to mod team owner, saying they're making a mistake. -kardia tries to bully me and has a tantrum while trying to look cool, uses reaction gifs and accuses me of being angry when i was the only one who looked mature in that entire back and forth -kardia later deletes her side of the thread, i posted it here for archival purposes. -bones releases a video on their youtube, it's unscripted, they try to talk about my blog, the accusations, then mix up the people they groomed, say that victims should come forward to them instead of trying to actually apologize to them or publicly. they reveal they filed a police report on me. -ponder sprocket gets involved, she livestreams my blog. bones is in the chat crytyping and trying to get ponder sprocket on their side. -ponder sprocket looks through my blog, disregards all victims, says that i'm only trying to start drama and making a big deal out of things and blowing it out of proportion. she called the archive a creepy stalker folder. she laughs at me and bones' victims. -colter laughs at our conversation in her chat, talking about what we'd talked about -i confront colter about this, they attack me. i unfriend them.

this happened mid june 2021. look through my blog for it yourself if any followers want to see it.

#mod ven

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mimibtsghost7 · 4 years ago

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Fuck you and all your little brain washed rats sending people hate because you cant take responsibility for your actions!! But go on stay silent like you always do, pretend its nothing of your business, keep being a fetishizing racist delulu like you love to be while pretending to be the best blog on tumblr!!!

NOT like anyone will see this but YOU will so LET’S GOOO!!!~~

TW: mental health and more (if you feel like this can trigger you, pls don’t read this, breathe in and out and listen to this HERE and remember I love you), loads of tea and Mimi NOT being a friendly and kind ghost.

funny enough:

I never pretended of said I was the best blog. But I guess the fact that you say it might be because you heard it frequently? Thanks for thinking so^^

I sent hate to no one and u r the one sending it to me rn ^^ In my whole 4 year journey on Tumblr I received a lot of love but also worse hate that you can imagine. Yes you are saying now you are receiving hate ... funny how it’s bad when It’s addressed to you but when it’s at me and my dear followers it is not. Still, I never told anyone to go hate on you. You were the idiot that tagged my old blog and as soon as my blog was gone pple searched me and found out you were the reason behind this. But as you keep hating on me. Let me tell you I am kind but don’t mistake that for me being a coward.

I am not into insulting others and I don’t care much if you insult me. BUT don’t YOU DARE touch my dear followers. Insulting ain’t hard. Let me try: The only rat here is you hiding in your hole as an anon. I went and compared your writing with this ask and previous hate asks. And it was you~ Good for you~ the sewers smell just like your filthy mouth spilling sh*t left and right. So on brand. However, I know who you are @hobisbeautifulass Hi ^^

Me racist? HAHAHAHAH you truly know NOTHING about me nor my ex-blog’s message. It was a place when you were welcomed no matter your skin color, religion, gender ... proof? well it got deleted thanks to you. but ask around this time and search for who reblogged my posts as they were always the top of the tags (even if I don’t trust how bad you are at research). I supported the BLM movement and still do and will always do but I did so veeery early without anyone telling me. Not for the notes but because of my humanity. I wished my dear followers’ happy holidays no matter their religions. And never cared about those things. Why judge someone on something based on religion or how they were born. As for the LGBTQ+ community, I was always and will always be there for love being love. I talked about mental health and opened venting nights. I helped left and right and when I was receiving hate because of people like you spitting lies about me. What did I do? Did I go online and called people bad? No. I looked back at myself and asked myself if I did anything wrong. I tried to educate myself and apologized sincerely when I had to. I read books and watched documentaries to learn how to become a better human. AND never repeated a mistake twice. You tend to forget that our cultures are different and sometimes you grow up to see some things as normal when they are not. This is not an excuse tho, so I always believed that I was lacking and if someone had something to say against me, there is a chance they are right and just in case I should reflect on myself. But for your case it was pure nonsense. ME? a stalker? how can I stalk when I have social anxiety and at that time couldn’t even leave my room? I am even afraid of taking public transportations and just the other days I was crying from joy when I took a taxi alone. they said I was in Japan stalking Jimin and Jungkook and took a pic when I was NEVER EVER was on that land. You put me on the same list as people who bought info about BTS’ flights to be on the same plane as them? I was stalked before and let me tell you it ain’t cute and fun. I am even scared of the idea of being followed. that’s why I never shared openly my age, country, or anything about me on my blog. that’s why I have no personal social media to this day and that’s why making my ex-blog was some sort of miracle in my life.

Silent? yes I was silent when I received hate and didn’t even vent to my dear followers or pointed fingers. Why? because I thought as my day was hell I shouldn’t make anyone’s day worse. I was worried about my dear followers with mental illnesses being triggered. I tried to take my life so many times I lost count but I still came here and smiled. It was my safe place and you took it away. Yet, I should pity you? You hated on me first for no reason and you know it deep inside but right now you are trying to convince yourself that you are the angel and feel no guilt. Compared to you. I pointed fingers at no one and didn’t name you when my blog was gone. Why? because compared to you, I thought you will not be able to manage the hate and what was done .. I didn’t want you to suffer the same way I did when you are the one who made me suffer the most the past couple of days. But the kind Mimi is someone you will never remember because you dared touch the friends I love and calling them names. I don’t mind people insulting me but don’t you dare touch my people. I know myself best. My dear friends/followers know me best. I thought ... I could leave without this mess but you keep barking in my ask box and it’s annoying. I left this backup account just to talk to my friends and yet you are here to ruin things again? I should stop being kind to the ones who deserve non of it. I ignored you when I had so many followers and you went silent too because you were scared of me. But as soon as I lost my blog because of you, you went, edited and then reblogged that stalker post. How can I be a stalker? do you even know the definition of a stalker? do you even know shame? well .. I don’t think so.. you said it yourself. You are NOT ashamed (and you reblogged that so many time lol).

Death threats? this is no competition but thanks to people like you I have been there and wish no one to be there not even you. The only difference is that you almost killed me for real. You were not the sole reason? Great job walking away from you beloved word: RESPONSIBILITY. And I didn’t get just anon hate, I got literal tagging by people like you, DMs, and people pointing guns at me. That’s why I didn’t mention you. I was worried about the one who took away what I worked for for 4 YEARS. I was more sad and concerned about the ARMY fandom here. Do you know how many rely on my updates? do you know how many people said I helped them? do you know any of that? do you think 200k people were “rats”? Do you think if I did and say wrong thing I will not be questioned by those people. I always told my dear followers: “friends, if I do or say anything wrong or share anything that hurts anyone please tell me. I am willing to learn from everyone.” But what did you know? what did you do? Well .. guess you love notes? As the most notes you ever got and the most attention was when talking about me?

Love how you talk about fetishing when my blog was what people call “family friendly”. I also like BTS. I love them for their music, talent, personalities and the happiness they give me. I also enjoy BTS’ bond and love their interactions. I posted content of all kinds of interactions JM X JK, JK X V, V X JIN, JIN X SG, SG X JH, JH X RM, RM X JM ... If you are calling this fetishing asian men just because I scream over BTS as a fan and love their bonb. Then aren’t you against the idea of being an ARMY? I was a clear OT7 and you were told that you weren’t right:

Then you answered this without even explaining the nonsense about me:

idk .. I am trying to find sense in your nonsense so .. wait wait let me look at the definition of fetishism first.

Fetishism /ˈfɛtɪʃɪz(ə)m/ noun: a form of sexual behavior in which gratification is linked to an abnormal degree to a particular object, activity, part of the body, etc.

Then .. judging from your URL alone hmmm ... cute. I won’t even talk about the SMUT you write that is full of kinks and fetishism. Well I have no problem with fan fiction but the irony you spit is out of this world.

Also, I made money out of mimibtsghost? HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH no lil one. I worked day and night for FREE. At some point when BT21 just came out and there were no products on AMAZON or anywhere but S.Korea, someone reached out to me to offer 20% off or something for my dear followers. When they asked what I wanted I said what about international giveaways for my dear followers. Basically, made gifs, found content, updates, analysis, edits, and so on for free. Again, w-wait .. Aren’t you the one asking for commissions? Well .. It’s not wrong. But again THE irony.

So, I went to see that post you made about me with “PROOF” and it was just another person who was salty as I got them blocked I can’t even recall who they were but oh well. Their arguments according to YOU and many should be taken as FACTS just because they said them? You said HERE that your first comeback was MOST:7 that came in just last year (2020) SO what the hell do YOU know about what happened years before you came when all the proof you pointed at where baseless without any backing?

Let’s see this so wise person you used to delete my blog and what I have done ^^

The gifs: There is a story to this. The first week I came to Tumblr, It was my first time on this site and the first time I share anything. I shared some content and my analysis had a lot of notes for a small creator that started just a week ago. But I made a mistake, I found a gif and posted it while crediting the gif maker. At the time I had NO idea it was wrong. I logged off and after 5 hours I log in and there was a WAR for that ONE gif. The big blog had me blocked and her friend was telling me to take it off. As soon as the person told me I did IMMEDIATELY and apologized againa and again and told them to tell the original gif maker to deblock me as I want to apologize directly and that they can block me after that. They did and I apologized but they just kept insulting me. Of course it was MY mistake and that’s why I apologized. But for them. for a mere gif (yes I say a mere gif because I made so many gifs and they were used on all platforms but I never thought it was necessary to hate that much on someone like they did to me). That blog was big and had big blog mutuals. Thanks to that, I became someone you do NOT become mutuals with but block and never reblog content from. Without any big mutuals. Without any shoutouts. Only my love for BTS, my dear followers’ support and my hard work.. My blog, became bigger and FAST (I got 10k in less than 6 months after I started) and that brought loads of jealousy and thus more rumors. Even if, I apologized and since then made my own gifs. And I made SO many gifsets that I can’t remember how many there were. What I can recall is at some point I made them daily and many times a day.

Ships Jikook? I posted content of ALL the members interactions. I was here at a time where Jikook stans and Taekook stans where always fighting. BUT I posted about both and even made so many posts to encourage loving all the members and all the interactions. I also used the tags solely used for shipping with other big tags to show that BTS’ interactions are all important and their bond is beutiful. That our fandom shouldn’t hate on a member just because they are not part of a ship we like. And wait .. even if I shipped Jikook? I got called ALL those names by someone who ship the members with readers and write sexual scenes? Like, wait ... I am truly confused. Like, write fanfic and do all you want as long as you hurt no one I guess but why am I getting hurt for doing non of it? Like according to you, the person you should be cancelling is yourself?! I am also not into cancel culture like you so hahah whatever.

Posted stalker pics: well wow the story changes each time. Next thing you will hear that I was the one holding a camera for a member in a Vlive lol. Let me teach you about this update thing I was doing. I follow accounts I trust and that’s how we get info circulating fast. I always do reasearch but sometimes mistakes are made. For example when lately people shared pictures of BTS leaving their virtual concerts and schedules. There was a watermark of a news outlet. Normally we trust those but only later we realized that those people stalked BTS. You clearly can’t know it all. But I still didn’t share many pics related to many events (I will not name those as pple can search them even now because some pple never deleted those). And all big accounts shared many pics then deleted later. This happens all the time but it happened like ONCE for me. However, I am called a stalker for that?

When Jonghyun passed away ... I don’t even wanna recall that night as the memories just ... when that happened I posted about it and send my condolescences. that post had over 10k notes and was at the top the tag. Why did I do that? I was devastated. Yes, many were but I will talk about me rn: I was suicidal the days before that and one of the songs that I listened to when I was broken where by him. I has been in the kpop world since 2006. And learned about his group since their debut with ‘Replay’. I was never a stan but I still knew of many groups and listened to all the songs I liked. I was very sad when he was gone and ANGRY mostly. Why is this angel leaving? Why is someone like me still here? Why did I not leave instead of him? How much did he suffer? And in the midst I posted a post from twitter that stated how agencies usually put down pple with mental illiness and hide it in the industry. Yes, that was important but NOT at that time. I shouldn’t have posted that and I realized after 5 min of doing so that it was WRONG. So I deleted it FAST but it kept being reblogged and I kept getting hate and people telling me: “Go kill yourself”... the sad part is that I almost did as my answer was “true ... why am I still here?” I apologized and logged off then to this day won’t forget crying at 3 AM while walking outside next to my dad. I was outside as I couldn’t breathe anymore and the idea of seeing the walls of my room was hell. I cried and cried and the teary eyes that my father looked at me with are something I am ashamed of to this day. To add one more thing while I am spilling the beans. I hate learning about someone dying. My grandma passed away sometime before that and it was so shocking to me. and some people came and told me when I was mourning her: Go follow that bitch of grandmother of yours. And for what? At that moment I didn’t think I would live to see the next year but I went to therapy and took medecine that was hurting and made me shake all day just to turn somewhat sane. No one knew tho ... I smiled all day and cried all night.. Even on the blog I fought no one of the ones who hated me. I just blocked them but even that was an insult to them?

Again, you said no one should defend me. Yet, you were ready to fight whoever touched anyone around you. What about changing your URL to beautifulassirony

Also THE hypocrisy. If you are sorry then why are you answering an ask of someone isulting someone you want to apologize to? Just make a post wher you apologize or ignore it from the start?

One more thing but surely not the last. You said you were good with research which you are NOT. So, let me show you what an OG detective ARMY can do. But first, as I was scrolling I saw some of your “work” (let’s not even talk about those gifs) and I am just giving my point of view here: I hate how you painted Namjoon as this horny-idiotic-make-dog. Like I get it it’s a fanfic or Namjoon as a dad but ... Namjoon is such a smart man who is very respectful and ofc he is a human with needs like many but what the hell is this way of portraying a character? Also a character is not cool, amazing, and a strong woman just because they curse and belittle their partner.

Oh well, only you kept reblogging that as it show 36 reblogs when only 33 as still there when I looked and out of those 13 reblogs are yours? (you might have reblogged it more) but again some people might have liked ... people have different taste ... so ... whatever.

Let’s continue, shall we ^^. You said you were the victim here when I was the one getting robbed right? How can I believe someone who reblogged the post below and was proud calling themselves an abomination or how the Oxford dictionary defines it: a thing that causes disgust or loathing. For once you weren’t wrong.

What can you expect from someone who has the “I am not like others” kinda mentality while stating relatable things that everyone goes through?

This is getting pretty long. So to sum this up. You are now telling others that hate is NOt ok and that they should be ashamed of themselves when you yourself is not ashamed of hating on me?

I am not the type that sends anon hate. I might ignore some barking but the past days you came and bite me hard. I face the ones I have to face without fear. I know I am not the bad guy here and I don’t care much what you think about me. Even BTS got haters. This says a lot. BUT do NOT dare talk badely of my dear friends/followers. You said you do research well? Start by deleting the post below that was originally by ME from your blog ... oh how meticulous you are. From your baseless receipts to your twisted logic. Indeed people on the internet can say anything and it will be FACTS. You painted me as the devil and painted yourself as this researcher? What’s next you receiving a Phd in ‘pity me’ after your MBA in lies and irony? Whatever~

Whaaatever~ Karma will have upcoming talks with you. No need for you to apologize. I never cared about you and you only got attention using me. But I am not here anymore how will you get that blog running now? Are you gonna add me in a fanfic next? No need for you to send me my appearance fee when you do so~ And no need for you to apologize to me just apologize to you conscience if you have any left. As for me @hobisbeautifulass you are just someone I will forget soon anyway~~

And because according to what you said HERE when you described the things you hate about people and I thought that was VERY close to how you treated me. Thus, you might really not stand yourself rn.

Do.Not.Worry. BTS are starting the Love Myself campaign again and just in time for you to jump in (you are good at jumping to conclusions about me so I won’t worry about you). I know you don’t like me or my friends but be sure to love yourself at least ^^

You are a Hobi stan? Then learn from Hobi to share some sunshine not bring the storm. Have a good day~

#Anonymous #hobisbeautifulass #don't mind the typos as I wrote this in one go #just because I am someone who do not punch back when someone hit me do not mean I will stand nicely when you touch my people #anyway~ bye~#mimibtsghost

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thedailyimagines · 5 years ago

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Imagine JD being obsessed with you. (Part Two)

This is a continuation of Part One, requested by anon! This is to kick off my now accepting NSFW requests!

Original request: “so can you write male reader x jd were jd is crazy obsessed w the reader and the reader is scared but they like it?”

Warning: NSFW content, swearing, JD being an obsessive stalker, small mention of blood, some roughness. Very much smut.

For readers 18+.

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Three days after your encounter with JD in the school bathroom, and you left your bedroom window unlocked and slightly open. Maybe it was stupid, but you were half curious to see if JD would actually come (and maybe hoping he would continue where he had left off).

But after four hours, it was almost midnight and there was no sign of the dark haired bad boy. Your parents had left a while ago to go to a friends wedding and weren’t planning to be home until the following evening. You sighed and turned to your dresser, tugging off your long sleeve shirt in favor of a loose t-shirt.

“I knew you’d come around.”

“Holy fuck!” And oh, were you glad that you were home alone tonight. Your parents would have grounded you for using that sort of language in the house.

“Hey hey hey! It’s just me!”

“Jason?”

“I know, dreadful etiquette, I apologize.” JD pulled himself the rest of the way through your bedroom window, brushing off his clothes nonchalantly.

“Um, what are you doing here?”

“I thought you finally decided to let me in. You know, after you were done grinding my leg and I gave you a hickey—nice covering it up by the way—I told you to leave your window unlocked?”

“Wait, that was like three days ago. We’re you waiting outside my window?”

“No, I was actively checking to see if your window was unlocked. And how was I supposed to do that from the ground floor?”

“My mom thought there was a bear or something coming from the woods!”

“Well, now you don’t have to worry about bears.” JD took a step towards you, then another. You quickly stepped back as he advanced until your back hit the wall.

JD swooped in fast as lightning, his lips biting and rough against your own. And as much as you knew getting involved with him was a bad idea, you had to admit the kissing was nice. JD pulled away, leaving you breathless. His thumbs hooked the waistband of your pajamas, dragging them to the floor as he knelt in front of you.

“Wait, why are you getting on your knees—!”

And hooooly fuck he was sucking you off. You were fairly certain you had died and gone to some sort of paradise because there was no way that Jason Dean was—

“Fuck!” Whatever JD did with his tongue had your hips bucking up and made you lose your train of thought because hot damn he was good at this.

“Wanna see another trick?” You looked down at JD, who was grinning up at you cheekily. A rapid nod was your reply.

In a flash JD had scooped you up and tossed you on your bed. You propped yourself up on your elbows and watched as the dark haired male crawled his way up to you. His eyes were half-lidded and dark, and a shiver went up your spine. His lips met yours again, the kiss all teeth and possessive want.

“Say my name.” JD rolled his hips against yours and your whined at the friction.

“Jason.” You were flipped onto your stomach. A bottle of something was opened and you felt cold fingers rubbing and pressing against you before one digit slipped inside. You bit the pillow hard and bucked your hips.

A second finger joined the first, followed by a third and they felt wonderful. You were about to beg JD for more when he pressed against something that had you arching your back. JD grabbed a fistful of your hair and pulled your face out of the pillow.

“Scream for me.” Those fingers kept rubbing that perfect spot, and without a pillow to muffle your moans you obliged.

“Jason! Fuck, please!”

“Good boy~” JD withdrew his fingers and flipped you onto your back. Somehow his shirt had found its way to the floor along with his pants, leaving him in a pair of black boxers.

“Spread your legs.” When you didn’t move fast enough, JD growled and swatted at your thighs. You yelped quickly spread your legs wider. Two hands gripped your legs, pushing them up until your thighs pressed close to your stomach.

“Hold still.” You felt something nudged against you, and suddenly you felt JD inside of you.

“HaaAAHhh!” JD placed your legs on his shoulders and pushed himself further within you, hissing at the tightness.

“Feeling good, y/n?” Cause you feel so nice around my cock. Your mine now, got it? Nobody else gets to have you this way. Nobody.” Each word was punctuated by the thrust and drag of his cock, every movement sending sparks up your spine.

You couldn’t think straight. The only thing you could focus on was JD pulling out and pressing back in, faster and faster until you were sure his hips were a blur. The familiar tightening sensation in your abdomen was your only warning before—

“JASON!” Stars danced in your eyes as you arched up, cock twitching as you came. JD fucked you harder before he bit down hard on your shoulder. Blood welled up under the bite and you swore loudly at the painful sensation on your sensitive skin.

When JD finally pulled himself away from you, his lips were stained red and his eyes reminded you of a predator sighting prey.

“Mine.” And you wondered what you had gotten yourself into.

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quickspinner · 5 years ago

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Alright tell me why my dumbass didn’t realize you had a load of stories on AO3... tell me why I’ve been moping around because I had no Lukanette to read and it was sitting right under my nose! Excuse me while I fall down that rabbit hole.

LOL tosses down a rope and yells “Don’t forget to eat and hydrate!”

I try to make sure everybody knows where to find all my stuff and keep things organized. I was just thinking it was time for another housekeeping post so thanks for the excuse! Here goes, and I’m gonna be extra thorough this time! I apologize up front for my wordiness, I don’t even fight it anymore, so for the TLDR folks I’ll try to bold the important stuff.

Just so you know what you’re getting into, my work is pretty much all Lukanette all the time and I like to think the sodium content is pretty low (I’m gonna level with you guys I am getting really sick of all these ‘Oh, if only there were Lukanette fics that weren’t mean to Adrien, but alas! they do not exist’ posts I’ve been seeing. Insert Will Smith gif here).

All my work on tumblr can be found under the tag quickspins and everything that’s part of a series has a series tag, and I try to link back to the other pieces.

Here’s my AO3. I personally think it’s the easiest place to find my stuff if you’re looking to binge, and some of my older works from there are not on Tumblr yet, which include:

I’ll Give You the Stars (which I’m currently in the process of posting here)

Second Chance (which is queued up next and pairs well with IGYTS)

Finding Harmony (which is probably my favorite piece to date, honestly, sort of my mostly-unsalty fix-it for Season 3) (does it count as salt if it’s Lila acting like Lila?)

All That’s Best of Dark and Bright (my very first Lukanette fic)

Can’t Stop the Pain (just a quick little thought piece mostly)

Until It Doesn’t Hurt (because who hasn’t written a post-puppeteer fixit at this point)

A Time to Every Purpose (the sort of sequel)

Take a Chance (a college AU that I did for the first week of Lukanette September)

Okay, that was more stuff than I realized, wow. I’m pretty sure everything else is cross-posted. The only thing on tumblr not on AO3 that I can think of is Payback and the April Kisses pieces I’ve been doing. However it will all end up on AO3 eventually so if you are worried about missing something, you can subscribe to my author updates on AO3 and get ALL THE THINGS.

Go nuts, leave me as many comments as you feel like! I promise my reaction to an inbox full of comments is not eek a stalker it is always OMG BEST DAY EVER.

If you run out of my work, because I do have to sleep sometime, check out my AO3 bookmarks for other awesome Lukanette writers (and actually a few really good LS fics too believe it or not, I have been known to venture out of my niche once in a while). There’s a little bit of everything there so even if you find some that aren’t to your taste keep clicking, I promise there’s good stuff there.

Links are in my blog header too if you lose this post, and you can also follow me if you’re looking for Lukanette because I try to reblog most of the Lukanette content I find. We’re all in this little ship together and I love to share other people’s work as well as my own. I strongly believe in supporting other content creators so love to all of you out there, even if you haven’t been brave enough to hit that publish button yet.

Please remember also that authors crave your feedback so try to leave some when you can. I try to answer all of my AO3 comments and anything that comes in my ask box; it’s a little harder for me to respond to replies in the notes here for some reason but I still love them just as much, and I love it when people leave some love in the reblog tags too. So, don’t feel bad if you can’t, but if you can, I’d love it if you did.

My ask box is open too, so if you have questions or can’t find something or you’re just curious, I promise that in real life I am seriously uncool and nobody you should be afraid of, so if you’re thinking about dropping me a note please feel safe and loved doing so.

#quickanswers #housekeeping #long post #lukanette #i am lukanette trash i admit it

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msbeccieboo · 6 years ago

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Arrow 7x11 brain dump

First off WELL DONE DAVID!!!

Congratulations to David Ramsey on his first directing gig!! I was so worried that they’d given him a duff episode for his maiden voyage, but I actually rather enjoyed this episode! Like last week, the storyline was very much clearly separated into different arms, with only really Olicity intersecting at all, but the pacing was so much better than last week. So let’s get stuck in!

Olicity

We got way more Olicity content in this episode than I thought/feared we would get, especially as they gave us an Olicity preview scene too, so this was a pleasant surprise! Every scene with them they were holding hands or kissing…..YAAAAY!!! My head-cannon is that our babies are still totally catching up on all the missing sexy times (even if we’re not getting to see them-boo)!

Source: oliverxfelicity

I loved how we saw them strong together, then strong completely separately doing their own thing, before coming back together in the end. It just felt like a proper married dynamic, and for once neither of them needed to fall to the background for the others part of the story to be told. There is still however, in my opinion, a little something missing in their usual chemistry, on Oliver’s/Stephen’s part; something that I’m thinking (or hoping) is a pointed character choice based on Oliver’s current mindset. Anyway there was still plenty for us to feast our eyes on and for the gif-masters to work their giffy magical powers on!!

Source: olicitygifs

Continued under the cut

Oliver/SCPD

The main story point of the episode was Oliver working with SCPD to catch the latest bad-guy-of-the-week. Except….for once, bad-guy had a totally legit backstory, that we the viewer knew about, had long wondered about (at least I had) and could actually empathise with!!

He turned out to be the son of the Queen bodyguard Robert killed in the Pilot. I had thought this might come up this season when we saw the mention of him in Slabside…nice one BossBeth!! Oliver ended up taking him down with a truly heartfelt apology, which I loved, but also hated that he had to do on behalf of Robert the-absolute-worst Queen, who continues to be the true arch-villain of Oliver’s story. I love that Oliver has stopped trying to make excuses for him, especially to the public, when he goes live on TV to ‘out’ his Dad as a murderer, for the second time in the last 2 seasons (ouch). Oliver’s statement on the TV broadcast near the end of the episode though “…but what I will not do is lie. This is my promise to you, to the people of Star City”… I take that as a giant neon sign from the writers that Oliver is going to tell a huge whopper to either his family or the public again by the end of the season! Much like last year, when he kept saying how he would always come back, wouldn’t leave William/Felicity etc, and then proceeded to turn himself into custody at end of season. I hope this isn’t the case, because some character development here Oliver would be truly masterful, but this is Arrow, these are the Arrow writers, and this is Oliver Jonas Queen….

Stray thoughts in this section: Shouldn’t Oliver be a bit more mindful of public property (see: smashing through every window he comes across when the accompanying SCPD find alternative means of entry)? Typically if a man walks into a Police station with hostages and a static electrocution vest(??!?!) on, one would expect some of the surrounding officers to point a gun on him, or maybe even try to take a shot at said man?? No?? Just me then.

Felicity/Black Siren

I’m still kinda digging their blossoming little friendship. It’s definitely not without its problems; I do think Felicity’s a little too quick to cleanse BS of her ‘past sins’ (see what I did there lol), and if they do continue with her redemption arc this needs addressing stat! Basically after nearly 7 seasons I’m just excited to see Felicity having something close to a ‘normal’ female friendship!

I think this storyline points more to Felicity trying to see and harness the good in everyone, and her and BS coming to the realisation that that will not always be the case. Personally I’d like to see BS not be redeemed, but to continue to straddle the line between evil and not-so-evil. This is far more interesting to me.

Story-wise, the whole flashback/present time concept of E2 Laurel’s Dad’s killer, turned out to be moot, as it wasn’t even him in the first place?? I hoped we’d have more of a backstory for BS in these scenes (if she’s going to be on our screens I’d at least like to know who she is, as opposed to rehashing who our LL was), instead the main take home was that E2 LL, like our LL, was also a spoiled brat, kicking off over a cake haha! But at least this story got Felicity to show her that E2 Quentin’s death wasn’t actually her fault (again, not mentioning all the other dozens of people’s deaths that were her fault), and we got to see Felicity implementing her security system, which will be the basis of Smoak Tech and possibly the saviour of the Glades in the future.

Stray thoughts here: Loved their little friendship-date, Felicity continues to be the cutest to ever cute 😍! Felicity’s “the wine, the wine” 😂😂 is my always mood! Why is BS dressed as a girl scout in her flashback when she kills that man???

Argus

Wow my man Diggle up here playing God…this will end badly. Again, I still don’t know who Dante is and I’ve watched this episode twice now. I’m sure they told us, but my point is that I don’t care, and am clearly not paying attention to these parts when they’re on!

CURTIS HOLT…wasn’t too bad in this episode!!! The neck-cracking was so brutal haha!! I even felt a bit sorry that that was how he went out. I think it would have been more effective if they’d left it more than 30 seconds before the reveal, but whatever! The whole VR thing that he did to Diaz was so awesome, and I can totally see it being abused down the line by ARGUS. It was so satisfying to see Diaz well and truly played haha!! Curtis is still Curtis though, and was still super annoying again with “why was I kept in the dark??”…because you’re not a partner or team member Curtis, you’re a flunky. And also his statement to Dig at the end of the episode that he was no longer going to follow orders and just do his own thing….erm, this is a government military organisation Curtis, you follow orders or you leave!

Stray thoughts: Glad Curtis didn’t die like we thought he did for a moment, but still want him gone by the end of the season please! Now he has actually done some good, I feel his time is coming. NO RENE woop! Cupid’s stalker tendencies will always amuse me!

Oliver/Emiko

I thought from the promo that we may have got a bit more of them together this week, but we can’t win them all. I love big brother Oliver and I can’t wait to see that played out some more. The “you’re my sister” line, with Oliver’s tears and cracked voice, hit me right in the feels 😭😭😭 I also still want to know why Emiko is dressed as the Green Arrow/how she was trained.

Overall this was a good one guys!! Will I re-watch it over and over again? Probably not, but I was pleased with it nonetheless!

#arrow #arrow 7x11 #olicity #arrow season 7 #beccie's brain

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