a dvd saga

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So fionna threw up on and wrecked one of my Utena DVDs.

This is a long shot but does anyone have any high res versions of the student council saga DVD covers that they could send me and maybe I could print it out and replace this sleeve

Like this one specifically? Front and back? Idek if this idea will work

I’ll search online as well but also this post is to vent. I’m really distressed.

Foul Ball (Part 3 of Curve Ball)

Originally posted by darlingiamobsessed

Summary: Derek Hale college AU; Reader and Stiles become close friends, and the reader gets some interesting news.

Author’s Note: Yaaaaaay! The next part is FINALLY here! This was a ton of fun to write, so I hope you all like it! The next part will hopefully come a bit quicker!

As always, thanks to @snipsnsnailsnwerewolftales for beta-ing this, and for all the wonderful input and suggestions! Basically the whole movie section was written by her since I was having some writer’s block, so tell her how much you enjoy it as well! c;

Warnings: Just some language

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“You’re going out tonight, right?” I asked Lydia, plopping down on my bed. She was busy inspecting the clothes in her closet as she answered, tossing a few things onto her bed.

“Yes,” she said, voice soft as she concentrated on her fashion choices. “I don’t plan to be back until probably Sunday. Aiden and I are hanging out.”

“For three straight days?” My tone came out as more shocked than I meant it to be,  maybe even a bit naive, earning a half-hearted glare.

“He says he wants to spend time with me and work on our relationship,” she defended, drawing out word as if it tasted bitter on her tongue, a hint of sarcasm laced somewhere underneath, poking the metaphorical elephant in the room. I was only half-listening now, pulling up tabs on my laptop and keeping an eye on my phone.

“So, you’re going to have sex all weekend,” I deadpanned, my voice a monotone of stating the obvious. Lydia turned to me and offered a wicked grin, making me laugh. “Just be careful.”

“What are you going to do while I’m gone?”

“Oh, a friend is coming over. We’re gonna binge watch Star Wars and probably eat lots of popcorn,” I explained, eyes scanning over the syllabus I had pulled up on my computer screen for one of my classes.

“Have fun with that,” she mumbled in reply, making me grin. Oh, the joy of being a nerd. Lydia left about an hour later, receiving a text from Aiden saying he was there to pick her up and whisk her away for their weekend long ‘important relationship building bonding alone time’, and, let’s face it, a very… eventful evening. I waited until she was out the door before scrambling for my phone to text Stiles and let him know he could come over any time.

Me: Time for a marathon, I hear it is. Ready and waiting, I will be. Get your ass over here, you should.

Me: Sorry. Yoda stole my phone, the little green bastard. Anyway.

Me: My roommate left so come over any time. :)

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I Know (Stiles x Reader)

Character: Stiles Stilinski

Fandom: Teen Wolf

Categories: Reader Insert, Female!Reader, Fluff

Title: I Know


Requested by anonymous: 

Oneshot with stiles maybe? Sleepover at his and you’re on your period so he gives you sweats and at shirt and hoodie and you guys bake together and all the pack come round for a laugh and you just lie across stiles while they’re round and they keep teasing him about you two and then adorkable cuddles with the dork himself as he tells you cheesy pickup lines to make you smile whilst feeding you the baking and giving cuddles and kisses?


A/N: For some reason I love to put pick-up lines in my imagines, it’s so much fun. I love it when you ask for them in your requests ^_^ Anyway, here you go, a fluffy Stiles imagine, enjoy!


We were supposed to be going to the cinema, but Mother Nature had other plans for me. So when my boyfriend Stiles came to pick me up at my house, I told him the truth: my period was slowly killing me from the inside.

Stiles saved the day, however. He told me to take some painkillers, take a few stuff I needed and we’d have a sleepover in his place. His dad was still at the police station, so we had the house for ourselves. Having a cute quiet evening on his house, sitting in the couch and watching movies sounded perfect to me.

So when Stiles parked his Jeep at his house and we came in, he immediately did everything he could to make me feel as comfortable as possible.

“Today I’m going to spoil you, Y/N” Stiles mumbled as he searched in his drawers.

“You always spoil me” I teased him, laying in his bed feebly, silently wincing at my cramps and praying the painkillers would stop them soon.

“You got me there” He chuckled.

Stiles might seem forgetful and messy, but he was so thoughtful towards me. He did spoil me a little; he’d buy me expensive stuff for my birthday even though I kept telling him I didn’t want him wasting his money on me like that. But he just wouldn’t listen. He’d also prepare endearing little dates when we had the time and randomly text me sometimes to just chat because he couldn’t stay away from me for long.

But during my period, he’d be even more of a sweetheart than he already was.

He finally closed the drawers and handed me three items of clothing.

“Thanks, babe” I gave him a quick kiss in the lips and he smirked at me.

“Need help getting changed?”

I smiled in spite of my pain and gently shoved him.

“Nice try, Stilinski”

“I’ll be in the kitchen if you need me, beautiful” Stiles left a loving kiss in my hair and then left, closing the door behind him.

I heavily sighed and looked at the clothes that lay in the bed next to me. Just thinking about standing up and getting changed looked like a lot of work and the only acceptable position to ease my cramps was lying down.

But those clothes looked so cozy, soft and comfortable… And they were Stiles’, they smelt like him.

Sighing again, I stood up. I took my jeans and t-shirt off and slid the shaggy and oversized clothes on.

*

When I arrived into the kitchen wearing some gray sweatpants, a white large t-shirt and a big green hoodie, I saw it was a complete mess. 

Cupboards open everywhere. The counter filled with plates, bowls and bags of flour and other cooking ingredients. And Stiles in the middle of all, his shirt stained with flour.

“The hell are you doing, Stiles?” I plopped down on a chair, tightly wrapping my arms around my stomach to lessen the cramps.

“I’m making you brownies” He turned to me for a moment and showed me a cheeky grin.

I couldn’t help but laugh at the idea of the clumsy and fidgety Stiles Stilinski actually trying to bake.

“You’re baking?” I bit my bottom lip hard to hide a smile.

“Laugh all you want, but you’ll get no brownies if you misbehave, Y/N” He pointed a wooden spoon covered in chocolate menacingly at me. The chocolate smelled delicious.

“Will you let me lick the spoon when you’re done?” I innocently batted my eyelashes at him, making him smile that goofy grin.

“Sure, but only if you don’t laugh at me” He turned around -not without a cute little kiss in my nose- and got back to the baking, pressing his lips together in concentration. “You won’t even have to move a finger, I’ll do it all for you today”

“You’re a sweetheart, Stiles” I stood up and wrapped my arms around his neck, leaving a soft kiss on his cheek.

“I know” He smugly replied, raising an eyebrow.

I didn’t know if it was for Stiles’ cares or if the painkillers were finally working, but I felt much better. More cheerful and energetic.

“Are we watching a movie later?” I checked, although I already knew the answer. Indeed, Stiles hummed affirmatively. “What are we watching?”

“Star Wars, obviously” He scoffed at me, offended that I didn’t already know.

“The originals?” The prequels were pretty shitty compared to the good old Star Wars trilogy.

“Obviously” He repeated, stirring the mix of ingredients of the bowl he was holding.

We stood there in silence, only the sound of the wooden spoon gently but rapidly hitting the glass bowl audible.

“Why don’t you get comfortable in the couch and prepare the movie while I put this in the oven?” Stiles finally broke the silence and briefly looked at me over his shoulder.

“Sure”

I walked to the livingroom and put the New Hope DVD on –because Stiles obviously had the whole saga in DVD, as a good and dedicated fan –, I then threw myself into the couch, sending a wave of pain across my lower stomach as I did that. I had almost forgotten about the freaking cramps.

In no time, Stiles joined me in the couch and we hit play to watch the movie.

We both stirred in excitement as the titles started along with the epic theme song that we both sang along to, of course.

“Here” Stiles gave me the empty bowl and I used the spoon to scrape out the remaining of the chocolate and then lick it like he had promised me. I offered him the last of the chocolate and he happily ate it too.

Then I snuggled into his side and lay my head on his chest as he rested his hands in my stomach, rubbing his bony fingers against my skin in little circles that helped with the cramps.

*

When we were halfway The Empire Strikes Back, I even lost interest in the movie.

Stiles forgot that the brownies were in the oven and almost burned the house down, but luckily didn’t. Also, the effect of the painkillers had passed and I was all sulky and cuddly like a little girl.

Noticing I needed to cheer up because my insides felt like they were shredding appart, Stiles kept cuddling me and playing with my hair, squeezing me tight when my period made me moan in pain.

“I love you, Y/N” He said out of nowhere. Probably because the scene where they put Han Solo in the carbonite was up soon.

“I know” I replied in the only way I knew I should.

Stiles giggled and left a kiss in the side of my head.

“Did it hurt?” He snapped, sounding serious.

“What did?”

“When you fell from heaven?”

“Stiles!” I laughed at his goofiness and hid my face on his chest, embracing the closeness and warmth.

Being there with him, snuggling in the couch, feeding each other brownies and watching the best movie ever was just perfect.

“Are you a camera? Because everytime I look at you I smile” He continued, and I knew he wasn’t intending to stop any time soon. He just loved pick-up lines, and he knew I did as well.

“Stooooop” I pleaded, my mouth still covered by his shirt.

“I’m not going to stop until I see you smile, grumpy face” He pinched my cheek jokingly, so I shoved my face further into his chest.

“You must be a ninja, because you snuck into my heart” I chuckled and shook silently, trying to hide the fact that I was laughing.

“If you were a vegetable you’d be a cute-cumber” He said, a smile notable in his voice.

I finally gave up and started laughing out loud.

“That was good” I admited, placing my feet in the couch as well.

“Do you have a Band-Aid? Because I just scraped my knee falling for-” Just as he was finishing the sentence, a knock on the door cut him.

He looked down at me, silently asking me to let him stand up to get it. I pouted at him, too comfortable to let him go.

“I’ll be back in a second” He reassured me.

I groaned, reluctantly, and scooted away from him so the weight of my body was off him.

He walked to the door and when it swung open I heard a voice.

“Dude, we were supposed to meet one hour ago!” 

Scott.

*

Since most of the pack came by, Stiles offered them to come in. Scott, Lydia, Kira, Liam, Malia and Derek.

Still, my boyfriend got back to the couch with me to give me cuddles and feed me the remaining of the brownies before the pack could eat them.

The Empire Strikes back had almost finished, and the whole pack was up to see Return of the Jedi. But Lydia and Derek didn’t look too pumped up about it. And Malia was just confused.

“Did you fart? Because you blew me away” Stiles whispered in my ear, and I snorted at the terribly awesome pick-up line. Even he laughed at how lame it was.

“You have something in your lips” He bent down until our mouths gently touched and then smirked. “It was my lips”

I looked at the pack, who was sitting in the floor watching the movie while the two of us occupied the entirety of the couch. They seemed too busy watching the light saber battles to mind us.

“Are you a cat? Cause you are purrrfect” That one was so Stiles that he even might have made it up himself.

I smiled up at him and uttered a tiny ‘meow’ that made him go ‘aw’ and give me a kiss in the nose.

“You’re like pizza. Even when you are bad, you’re good”

“Are you a pizza? Because you sure are cheesy” Kira whispered, but I heard her and it made me chuckle.

“Aw, that one was good though” Scott turned his head to us, making me laugh and annoying Stiles.

“Dude, stop using your wolfy hearing!” Stiles threw his hands up in the air in frustration.

“Why? Am I annoying you?” Scott grinned widely, teasing his friend.

“Yeah, a little privacy here?” Stiles scowled at him. “Focus on the movie, you need to watch it already!”

“Will you guys shut up? I’m trying to watch the movie” I meddled in, although my voice came out hoarse and sleepy. My eyes had closed themselves.

“You’re falling asleep” Derek absently mumbled, finally enjoying the movie and not taking his eyes off it.

“Yeah, whatever” I stirred a little and got comfortable over my boyfriend’s torso.

I felt Stiles’ lips leaning in my forehead and leaving a little kiss there, but he didn’t put his mouth away from my skin.

“I love you, Stiles” I whispered so only he could hear me.

“I know” He happily said before I fell into a deep sleep.

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Shakespeare in Love (1998); dir. John Madden

My story starts at sea, a perilous voyage to an unknown land. A shipwreck. The wild waters roar and heave. The brave vessel is dashed all to pieces. And all the helpless souls within her drowned. All save one. A lady. Whose soul is greater than the ocean, and her spirit stronger than the sea’s embrace. Not for her a watery end, but a new life beginning on a stranger shore. It will be a love story. For she will be my heroine for all time. And her name will be Viola.