▶▶ A Start by Inell
Teen And Up | 1,458w
Derek’s acting like a jealous boyfriend. The only issue? He and Stiles aren’t dating.
▶▶ An RA’s Guide to Mutual Pining by alocalband
Teen And Up | 2,208w
“Stiles, this is the sixth time in two weeks that you’ve locked yourself out of your own room in the middle of the night and that Scott won’t pick up his phone to let you in.”
“Uh, yeah, man, tell me about it. He really needs to step up his roommate game.”
Derek seriously can’t take this anymore.
▶▶ Candy Hearts by dragon_temeraire
General | 1,133w
Stiles decides that, since they’re the only two single members of the pack, he and Derek should spend Valentine’s Day together.
▶▶ Cute Bus Stop Guy by leslieknopeismyspiritanimal
Teen And Up | 2,142w
The guy gave him a curt little nod and neatly sidestepped him, continuing on his way. Stiles snuck a look over his shoulder, and yep, the rear view in those tight slacks was pretty good, too. The guy stopped at the bus stop, leaning against the sign, and Stiles sighed. It was a dreamy sigh, even he could admit that.
He had a feeling he was going to become a morning person.
▶▶ Delivery Drivers: Unsung Heroes of the Restaurant Biz by DeliberateMisspelling
Teen And Up | 4,756w
Derek Hale is a Good Samaritan, okay? That’s how he got roped into helping out Laura in the first place. Helping the attractive stranger who just literally collapsed into his arms might be more fun, though. Not that he’ll ever admit it, especially since he got puked on first.
▶▶ Demanding Forever Series  That Stalky Thing by wangler
Mature | 2,560w
Derek frowns, thrown off. Teenagers are confusing.
 Scientists Document This Stuff by wangler
Explicit | 3,264w
“Your arbitrary sex rules are getting really old,” Stiles says, lipping at Derek’s mouth like a goat at a petting zoo.
▶▶ Dog’s Best Friend by otter
General | 8,923w
Other people might have found the name of the place off-putting. Stiles didn’t. He was actually relieved, when Scott handed him a business card that said “HALEHOUNDS” across the top, because clearly, if anybody could recognize and understand the evil that lurked within his dog’s fluffy precious body, it was these people.
▶▶ Former Employment by dragon_temeraire ★
Teen And Up | 4,023w
Professor Stilinski is definitely not expecting to see his favorite porn star among the students of his Human Sexuality class.
▶▶ Help Wanted (But Not Really) by reillyblack ★
Mature | 20,525w
“Stiles, I’ll clear up your confusion about the position. Derek here needs someone to live with him. He’s a difficult person to live with, so I won’t sugarcoat that. But his responsibilities at the company right now make it impossible for him to actually take care of himself and his home. That would be your job,” Laura explained.
Both Stiles and Derek objected at the same time.“
▶▶ Hot Like Burning by leslieknopeismyspiritanimal
Teen And Up | 2,762w
In which Derek is the grumpy neighborhood firefighter, and Stiles is a bit of a lovestruck idiot.
👌What He’s Like by magikspell (E) “I’m so in love with you,” John says, a statement of fact. “I will never not be in love with you.” Realistic first time. They love each other so much.
👌State of Flux by Atiki (E) John’s marriage is over and he is finally back home (i.e. at Baker Street, where he belongs). Sherlock is awfully insecure and John is awfully hesitant, and they’re both awkward idiots, of course, but they figure it out. Many First Times happen.
👌a good old-fashioned happy ending by darcylindbergh (E) And Sherlock stands there, in the middle of a Christmas market as John hums along to Silent Night, John’s hand warm in his with fingertips a little gritty from the cinnamon-sugar doused churros they’d shared, and thinks, oh, that’s–that’s an idea, isn’t it? For Christmas this year, Sherlock wants to get John something special: something every fairytale deserves.
👌Living Sculptures by kinklock (E) The reality of cocaine toxicity gives rise to more fantasy. (Continuing from the last scene in TAB, Sherlock slips in and out of his alternate universe.)
👌settling of the dustbythosewhowant(E) The plastic bag of white powder is an event horizon. Every night he dances around it to the tune of the waltz he wrote for John, and some night Sherlock will tire of dancing and slam the giant Self Destruct button that beckons like an ember in the night.But for tonight he sets the Persian slipper down on the mantel reverently and pours himself another coffee, middle of the night be damned. He stands at the window and imagines that through the smog he can see Venus, Cygnus, Andromeda. That maybe, just maybe, John is doing the same.The idea that John may be in the Southern Hemisphere, looking at a different sky, hurts so much that he thinks it may kill him. After the inevitable confrontation with Moriarty, John leaves.
👌OffensivebyConsultingPurplePants(E) John’s hands are currently pressed against his shoulder blades, under his shirt. His left hand is splayed across the remaining hard lines of three whip scars, while his right rests atop a smattering of rounded, raised, cigarette burns.Seconds tick by as he realizes he has no idea what to say. Moriarty is back.
👌Lunar LandscapesbyJ_Baillier(M) An accident forces John to face the fact that Sherlock’s downward spiral had started long before his flight to exile even left the tarmac.
👌A Brand of Goldbyaquabelacqua(M) What am I doing? he wondered. The answer came back at once: Flirting. He sank deeper into the pillows, let the mist and blur of the wine settle around him, let it shore up his nerves and dim the warning signals that flashed dully in the back of his mind. He let the rest of the disappointment about Lucy and his strange accommodations and about the weekend as a whole fade into obscurity. He let the vital, missing piece snap into place as surely and as cleanly as if it had always been there. He was flirting with Sherlock Holmes.
I’m so sorry this ended up being so long? But also, not sorry. lololol. Damn, I really really hope you guys like it so far. More to come!
And there you were. Your shoulder had begun to sweat slightly at the weight of your bag straps as you walked from the classroom. Why had you thought it was a good idea to bring just your purse and carry your books? These classes were much more spread out than you had anticipated and your left arm began to feel like jello under the weight of all the text. Maybe it was time to start working out again? “Maybe…”
Request by @ickle-ronniekins : girl okay so i see that we’re both mildly (lol) in love with george weasley so i’ve got a request for ya bc your writing is bangin. could you do a reader x george where he’s a lil shy around her even though they’re like best friends and she’s the sassy flirty one but they’re not together yet (but everyone knows its getting there because they flirt obsessively) and finally one day shes like “damnit weasley just kiss me already” and hot af kissing ensues, is that okieeee? THANKS YOU ROCK TONS Pairing: George Weasley x Reader Warnings: None, fluffy, idk man they make out Words: 845
Notes: erica this was such a long request i had to include the whole thing lmao sorry for #exposing you (there’s also probably typos in this sorry)
can you write a angst/fluff where kim taehyung / v falls in love with his best friend that rarely ever uses her voice to talk because shes that shy but instead writes on paper and texts him?? if that makes sense idk-
I’m so sorry for the long wait, I understand if you never want to request anything again or if you unfollowed. You don’t know how much I really loved this request. This scenario took me weeks to write because I wasn’t sure of the perfect plot and backstory I wanted to support this. But I found a way and I really really hope you like it. If not I could try to rewrite it for you. Thank you again for requesting. - Maya ~ Pairing: Taehyung x (female) reader ~ Genre: angst, fluff ~ Warning: Physical abuse, mental abuse. If these things trigger you I advise you not to read.
“Class we have a new student. She will be learning with us for the remainder of the year.”
You shifted in your spot quietly. Your pigtails hanging neatly down your shoulders. All eyes were on you, but you just couldn’t make eye contact.
“Why don’t you introduce yourself sweety?” Your new teacher suggested politely.
You took in a sharp breath and looked around the room. What if they thought you were weird? What if they already didn’t like you? You opened your mouth to speak, but as always when you’re put into a predicament like this your voice fails you.
“Can you tell us your name?”
You looked around the room and pulled a small notepad out of your pocket. You wrote something down and handed it to your new teacher. She looked at you strangely, but proceeded to read what you wrote down.
“Class meet Y/N. Please give her a warm welcome. You can sit next to Taehyung over there.”
She handed you back your notebook and smiled. You were sure it was a smile of sympathy though. You sat in your seat and pulled out your supplies.
You felt a piece of paper hit the side of your head. You just got here and you’re already being bullied. You opened up the crumpled paper and read what was inside.
Your wierd but so am I. Lets be friends! - Taehyung the alien!
You rose your eyebrows in surprise and looked over to your left. His focus was on the board in front of him. You looked back down and replied.
You misspelled “you’re” and “weird”. - Y/N
You tossed it back to him and began focusing on the lesson until the same piece of paper hit your head again.
Give me a break those words confuse me sometimes. I’m only in first grade! That wasn’t the point, let’s be friends! You’re like a turtle because of how shy you are. I like turtles! Please! - Taehyung the alien
You crumpled the paper back up in anger without writing a reply. Why would you want to be friends with someone who calls himself an alien? Even yet, someone who calls you a turtle! Who does that?!
When lunch started everyone else ventured off to different parts of the room with their friends. While you stayed in your seat and unpacked your lunchbox.
“You didn’t write me back, isn’t that something you do?” Taehyung confronted you.
You decided to just ignore him and continue eating the lunch your mom packed for you. You checked your sandwich and sighed. She must’ve mixed up the strawberry jelly for the grape one. You hated strawberry jelly.
“Is everything okay? You don’t look so excited to eat lunch anymore.”
You looked up, but averted your gaze. Don’t give him any kind of attention.
“Is that the new girl with Taehyung?”
“Yeah she’s really strange, she doesn’t speak.”
“What a weirdo.”
You looked back at them to let them know you overheard their conversation. You were already an outcast here.
“Hey, leave her alone! You’re just jealous that you can’t be as cool as Y/N!” Taehyung defended you.
Your eyes widened in shock because of his actions. You didn’t expect him to do that for you. Not after being so rude to him.
“No problem, you should probably eat though. Recess is more fun when you have a lot of energy!”
I can’t, my sandwich has strawberry jelly. I hate strawberry jelly!
“I have grape on my mine. We can switch.” Taehyung said reaching for your sandwich. You smiled widely and reached for his own.
A while ago I posted a requested video of me typesetting on facebook. It was short because I cant upload long videos. I got asked to livestream once or twice but I forgot about it. Also, live streaming would mean spoilers.
But since we have projects in german now too, it would be possible. Our first project in german are the 2 Elektel Dj’s.
So basically, I would show you my screen and you could hear my voice, and you could write things in a chat. I think this could be fun, but I have no clue where to do that or if anyone would want to join. Also, I’m a super awkward idiot, so I would embarrass myself a lot but *shrugs* who cares xD
So…. what do you think?
And do you have any suggestions where to do something like that?
Laura tells him it’s cowardly and unromantic to confess feelings over text, but too bad. Derek can’t think of anything more terrifying than showing up on Stiles’ doorstep (conveniently, the apartment right below Derek’s) to tell him to his face. And Derek wants to know, okay? Has to know. He needs closure. He can’t keep second-guessing every microsecond of every interaction with Stiles, trying to guess how he’s feeling, and he can’t keep hoping like this. He’ll go insane. Stiles has been his neighbor/friend/hopeless crush for almost six months already, and Derek definitely can’t take another six.