Ok, I was going to take a screenshot at 1000 but I’m a mess and I forgot until now lol
Anyway, I just wanted to make this since its the first time I’ve gotten this far with an rp blog! 1000 posts! It makes me proud in some way lol
I’ve had Izumi for a bit more than a year and though he is hard to write and I sometimes feel unsure about my portrayal, I’ve really come to love him. He also helped me introduce new people to ensemble stars and brought me many rp friends! I hope I can continue to plot and write so much more different things for him.
Thanks to everyone that has put up with me and my ideas through this year. You guys are the real MVP. I hope we can continue to work in our many plans and come up with many more! I love you all!
This is an expansion of the following idea, written by the lovely @artemis69:
the coffee!AU, where John goes to the same coffee shop every day, and there is this very grumpy, quiet barista that always makes him amazing coffee and keep the best pastries for him. And one day the Sheriff learns that Derek is the one to bake them all, so he decides: this will be my son in law, I need a reason to have this man in my family for at least forty to fifty years. Then he matchmakes with no subtility whatsoever, basically offering his only son on a silver plate, Stiles spluttering all the way (but he takes Derek’s number anyway because the guy is just amazingly cute)
John’s on his regular morning stroll when he stops in his tracks and takes in the brand-new coffee shop, complete with a banner advertising their opening day. The little corner space has been boarded up for over a year, and John had no idea it was opening today.
Any new businesses are a boon for Beacon Hills, especially family-run ones like this one is rumored to be, so John ducks inside. It’s warm and homey, and there’s a pair of young dark-haired people behind the counter, close enough in features that they’re probably siblings. The quiet bickering points that direction, too.
They stop, though, when they see the Sheriff—the uniform tends to have that effect—and he pastes on his public servant smile. “Hi there. I saw this place was open and wanted to come on in and introduce myself. Sheriff John Stilinski.”
“Oh, it’s so nice to meet you,” the woman says, holding out her hand for a shake. A nice strong grip—John likes this girl already. “I’m Laura Hale, and I own this place with my brother Derek, our resident grumpy barista-slash-baker.”
Derek rolls his eyes at Laura, but his smile to John is genuine, if small. “Hi, Sheriff. Nice to meet you.”
“Likewise, son,” he says, perusing the case full of tempting sugary treats. “You made these?”
He nods. “Can I get you anything?”
John hums. “A medium coffee, and…any one of these delicious-looking goodies. You pick. Just don’t tell my son,” he adds, and Derek looks up at him.
“I have slightly elevated cholesterol,” he says, stressing the word. “Nothing to worry about, honestly. But he polices my diet. I don’t think he knows about this place yet, though, so this is great.”
Derek hums. His tongs hover over a muffin—lemon poppyseed, it looks like—before moving to another one. Raspberry-almond, according to the sign, and well, John isn’t picky. Derek drops it into a little bag and hands it over.
“Happy to help,” he says.
John thanks him and opens the bag. Laura’s still pouring his coffee, but it smells so damn good that he can’t resist.
“Wow,” he says, his mouth full. “This is delicious.”
Derek looks quietly proud, and Laura claps him on the shoulder as she reaches over to hand John his coffee. “On the house, today, Sheriff,” she says. “Thanks for stopping by.”
“I’ll be back tomorrow,” he promises.
“Thanks, Nina,” John says dryly, leaning back so she can put his plate in front of him.
“You’re welcome, Sheriff,” she says with a friendly smile, ignoring his stink eye.
Stiles just grins at both of them and digs into his French toast. He insists on having their weekly father-son breakfast at Paulie’s Diner because no matter what John orders, Nina will only bring him an egg-white omelet with a dry English muffin. Stiles must have some serious blackmail or be paying her off somehow, and John is, he has to admit, grudgingly impressed.
“Don’t look so bummed out, Pops,” Stiles says, around a mouthful of what’s surely syrup-drenched deliciousness. “At least I let you have turkey bacon.”
“It’s not the same,” he says grumpily, poking at it. “But at least I’m getting a steady stream of baked goods now.”
Stiles glares at him. “Are you serious? From where? I thought I had paid everyone off.”
He knew it. “I’m not telling you,” he says, a little displeased with how childish he sounds.
“Fine,” Stiles says, sniffing. “I’ll figure it out, you know I will.”
He will, John knows. Goddamn, he loves his kid, even if his life goal seems to be depriving John from any and all delicious food. “And speaking of, I met someone the other day,” he starts, and Stiles gasps theatrically, his hand coming up to cover his mouth.
“Is this you crapping all over my dream of having Melissa as my stepmom?”
John sighs at the reminder. Melissa is…well, she seems happy with that Argent guy. Whatever. He’s not bitter.
“Not for me, Jesus,” he says, shaking his head. “For you.”
“Oh my god,” Stiles says, slumping back in the booth. “Eye roll” is too mild, John thinks. It’s more of a whole head roll. “Seriously, Dad, I’m only 25. You don’t have to marry me off quite yet. You’ll get your grandchildren someday, I promise. Stop trying to set me up with people.”
“I’m just trying to be helpful!” John protests. “He seems nice.”
And makes really good treats, he adds in his head. That’ll be a good trait for a son-in-law.
“And who exactly is he?”
John pauses. “I met him at the aforementioned undisclosed location.”
Stiles snorts. “Find out if he actually likes dudes, then get back to me.”
Please be patient, the buildup to this is intense and long but the resulting revenge has probably put me on the Devil’s shortlist. (tl:dr at the end)
About 3 months before I finally quit, I was getting really pissed. Management was never in the office, the Owner couldn’t make up his mind about anything, and so many people were quitting that I ended up being the only Programmer/Developer in an office of about 50 people… for a company that received 95% of its business from online sales. People started taking credit for my work and I decided to quit. Looked around for jobs, found one pretty quickly, and put in my two weeks notice with a nice little note that simply said something to the effect of “I hereby resign, effective blah blah blah”.
Lo and behold the man who had in the last few days become my manager (we’ll call him Frank) instead of idk maybe promoting the only programmer in the company to the head of the development department, begged me to stay, promised me a raise, and told me about their new project and how he wanted me to be involved.
No-no, lance with a fake mermaid tail that he wears in the water and entertaining kids. A hose that constantly provides air so he can stay underwater for long periods of time. Swimming with peaceful fish in a large tank.
Okay I absolutely LOVE THIS so give me an entire Voltron aquarium AU
Voltron Aquarium was owned by Alfor, but he retired and his best friend Coran took over
His daughter Allura wanted to take over because she studies zoology but she’s still young and in school and Alfor wants her to graduate ,so Coran takes over so he knows his staff will still be taken care of
Allura still plays a huge part, she’s one of their best animal handlers and she teaches a lot of programs for local schools
Shiro is their primary physician for the animals, so he and Allura usually work together a lot to see if problems are medical or behavioral and just generally make sure the animals are happy and healthy
Hunk works there too, as a sort of grounds keeper and technician to make sure the outdoor displays look nice, the exhibits have proper lighting and temperatures and space and nothing is broken
And during the summer they offer boat tours! They have a boat they keep at a local marina and Hunk drives the boat while Allura teaches programs
Pidge can’t work there because she’s still in high school, but she volunteers there every weekend bc she’s a huge nerd
Sometimes she helps Allura teach programs and she knows all the animals and could babble about their ecosystems for hours
Keith is a marine biology and environmental science student at the local college and is there basically all the time because he has a membership that gets him free admission
Shiro is his best friend from childhood and they both grew up on the beach and developed a love for aquatic life so they both study it
So Keith goes there to hang out with Shiro, lend a hand when it’s needed bc he knows the whole staff and aquarium pretty well, but mostly he just hangs out by his favorite exhibits while doing homework
A local extremist “animal rights” group and publication called GALRA holds protests outside the aquarium saying that holding animals in captivity is wrong
The staff is annoyed and Pidge fights them a lot bc they work with a lot of conservation groups to create animal welfare programs and protect water rights, and their animals are all well taken care of with appropriate exhibits
Nevertheless GALRA is loud and public, and so they notice they’ve been losing money, especially on the days when the protestors are there
So they need a big new idea that can bring people in, but it has to be something they can be public about without GALRA condemning them and making things even worse
Hunk is the one who suggests it, he knows his neighbor is obsessed with ocean life and is a professional mermaid
It’s perfect because the aquarium needs a non-animal based exhibit and Lance has been struggling to make ends meet
He works during the day as a fitness instructor, and he’s studying at the community college nearby, but the mermaid thing is mostly just a hobby that he and his partner Plaxum do every once in a while
He and Plaxum get hired as a mermaid duo to perform shows fairly regularly
Keith shows up one day and notices it’s really crowded and is like ???? because he doesn’t know of any new exhibits or anything
So he goes exploring and sees one of the pools is occupied by two people
He looks around and there’s no staff around, are these people trespassing? So he goes over and starts telling Lance that guests can’t just jump into the pool, and there’s a crowd gathering so he needs to get out before he gets in huge trouble
Lance just looks all confused, then laughs and is like “Come back in 20 minutes”
So Keith gets all annoyed and leaves but he can’t help it, he’s curious, so he comes back later to see that these people are still in the pool, only now he notices they have mermaid tails and are putting on a whole show
And look, Lance may have just been doing this mostly as a hobby, but dang if he isn’t good at it
Turns out Lance is studying ecology and biology and like wow, he knows what he’s talking about
He and Plaxum look so graceful performing these shows, and he is really good at charming the audience and putting on a very convincing act while also teaching kids about marine ecology
At first Keith thinks it’s silly but I mean, Lance is very attractive and the mermaid costume is doing wonders for him
And Lance has his whole mermaid act, so he is very sassy and fun and teases Keith when he gets caught staring at them and pretending not to be invested
But like he’s clearly there with Plaxum and so he kinda just observes from afar
Except he’s there late one day, and sees Lance leaving after a show, and Keith realizes this is his first time seeing Lance with clothes, and his hair is dry and kinda curly from the water, and he looks tired but so so cute
So Keith is like whoaaa okay run away but nope, Lance sees him and starts up a conversation
And it turns out the mermaid persona is like, exactly that, a persona? And Lance is actually very sweet and soft-spoken and nice and wow Keith is done for
Keith just so happens to start hanging around the aquarium during every show, and Lance is an oblivious idiot who thinks he’s there to watch Plaxum and be a fish nerd
Cue some good old fashioned mutual pining
Until one day, Keith is hanging around waiting for Shiro to clock out and notices Hunk talking to Lance
So Keith starts to walk over and Lance doesn’t notice and Keith overhears him talking about how cute some guy is and how he’s there all the time but he only ran into him the one time and he can’t be flirting while doing a show
Keith is all :( because Lance likes someone else
And Lance still doesn’t notice him and is like “I don’t even know his name! I just call him cute mullet boy with the red jacket in my head” and like
Cue Hunk looking behind Lance to Keith, with his mullet and his red jacket and a freaking lightbulb goes off
So Hunk is like “His name is Keith” and Lance is like ?!?!?! you know him?! Can you introduce me?
So Hunk is like ummmm introduce yourself
And Lance turns around and realizes Keith has been eavesdropping and wow they are both very gay
So they start dating and they’re the ocean’s greatest power couple
Anyways Lance’s exhibit does wonderfully and GALRA can’t fight them on it and the protestors stop showing up so business is doing really well
And it’s happy and gay and mermaids bring everyone together!
Summary: You and Bucky are friends for a long time, but lately you start to develop romantic feelings for him. One day one of Tony’s parties everything changes but maybe not the way you wanted or expected.
You never felt so inadequate in your life, when you left the house for one of Tony’s parties . You felt beautiful in your black strapless dress and high heels. But as soon as you arrived atthe party, you felt your heart being shattered.
You see Bucky with a beautiful blonde in his arms , when he sees you he comesin your direction kissing your cheek and pulling you to a hug “Don’t you look beautiful?” He says staring into your eyes, you smile at him with your best fake smile“Well I tried, apparently not as hard as your date.” You say sounding bitter even if that is the last thing you wanted to be or sound like.
i’m still so blown away by the spot on characterization of deadpool in the movie
the fact that the first time we see him not as deadpool, he’s working a free job for a teenage girl and putting the fear of god into her stalker
the fact that he doesn’t hurt kids, not even older ones, and “aw, he’s not a bad kid, weas”
him being ready to stand up for vanessa when some guy disrespects her and immediately going heart-eyes when she stands up for herself instead
and then not caring one bit that she’s a prostitute/stripper and it never being a problem when they’re in a serious long-lasting relationship
occasionally losing his temper (”AARRGH RIGHT UP MAIN STREET—three—two—stupid! worth it.” and then of course when vanessa gets kidnapped)
him totally not underestimating tiny negasonic, letting her take on angel dust because he knows she can hold her own, and then the immediate split second decision to grab her and pull her into cover when the guns start going off because he knows she’s strong as shit but not bulletproof
his bonding with blind al oh my fucking god and their disabled-person-to-disabled-person banter (”love is blind” “no, al, you’re blind”)
idk man this character just means a lot to me and so many people are being introduced to him solely through this movie, and i was so worried that they’d get a different character than what we get from the comics but they didn’t and i’m so happy about this
i always thought i hated love triangles but maybe i was just sick of watching a personality-less white woman having to choose between two equally boring white men, because the second the concept of a very confused black man torn between his asshole zombie wife and a leprechaun who punched him in the face once was introduced to me i was INTO IT
It’s not like it was Richie’s fault that ‘Fuck you, I’m saving it for your sister. And don’t call me that!’ was tattooed on his arm. It really wasn’t. But he just needed to know; why in the fresh fuck was his soulmate going to say that to him?
Bill forced Richie to go to a kid’s house on the November afternoon. Richie, like any other socially awkward seventh grader, refused to go. At least introduce me to him at school, he had said, what if he turns out to be a mass serial killer? And I die? I’m too pretty to die so soon!
Bill made him go anyways.
Richie was still skeptical about the whole ordeal.
The ride over there was stressful. Richie almost fell off his bike a handful of times, Ben telling him to “S-Shut the f-f-fuck up, he w-won’t kill you,” and worst of all, they had to go past the Neibolt house. The Neibolt house, for Christ’s sake! The kid’s house is probably haunted!
“Bill, he lives near the fucking Neibolt house. Do you really think I wanna die before I meet my soulmate?” Bill of course didn’t understand, since he already found his in another one of the duo’s best friends, Stan. Richie deemed it bullshit. The moment Stan told Bill “It’s a kippah, I’m Jewish,” Richie was a third wheeler on every hang out.
Arriving at the kid’s house, Bill knocked while Richie contemplated how he wanted to go out by this serial killer. His heart was set on it. “Hey, Bill,” Richie heard a small but firm voice announce, “who’s your friend?”
“T-Th-This is Rich-ich-Richie. Say hi, Richie.”
Richie hesitantly looked over. The boy was cute, he guesses. He could hear Bill’s voice already ringing in his head, telling Richie h-he’s not as cute as S-Stan-anley. So, Richie settled for an awkward wave. The kid waved back. They didn’t speak a word.
“F-Fucking weirdos. Richie, t-that’s Eddie.” Eddie. Had a nice ring to it, he supposes.
“Eddie?” Richie says to Bill, and he nods. “Hi Eddie, I’m gonna call you Eds, what the fuck are those pills for in your hand? Birth control?”
Eddie scoffed. “Fuck you, I’m saving it for your sister. And don’t call me that!”
Eddie dropped his bottle of pills.
Richie stared dumbfoundedly at the boy.
“Bill what the fuck? First you take me to Neibolt street, now you’re telling me the person who I thought was gonna murder me is my soulmate? Oh fucking hell,”
“Don’t fucking hell me! I had to live thirteen years with birth control on my arm, y’know others get a really sweet conversation, and I get someone asking me about birth control! You’re lucky you’re a cute one, or else I would’ve beaten your ass, I’ve seen some kids get ugly soulmates, guess I lucked out,” Eddie ranted, pacing back and forth. Richie blushed, but hid it in his hands.
“Oh, you guys a-a-a-are l-like,”
“Yeah, B-B-Bill, and I’ve had ‘your sister’ tattooed on me for this fuckin’ dweeb,”
“I’m not a dweeb!”
“Y-You’re kind of a d-dwe-eeb.”
“Shut up Bill!” The pair squealed in unison.
“Listen Eddie, you’re kinda a dweeb. Accept it, because this fuckin’ arm tattoo says we gotta be together forever. Sadl-“
“Don’t finish that sentence! Why couldn’t I get a partner with a good personality?”
“I do have a good personality, dick. You could’ve ended up with like, Stan Uris or some shit!”
“S-Shut the fuck u-u-up Richie,” Bill snarled, trying to seem intimidating.
“Sh, Bill. Let’s just go inside so I can ignore the idiot I have to spend forever with,” Eddie let them in, rubbing at his temples and picking up the orange bottle.
“That was rude, I’m a good person!” Richie adjusted his glasses and put on a, inaccurate, British accent. “I do believe, my good sir, you are not supposed to insult the ones you’re supposed to be inlove with,”
“Shut up, dude! For the love of god, say it, don’t spray it, you know how many bacteria are in someone’s mouth-”
In honor of this day today, I just want to say…thank you, Harry Potter.
Thank you for all of the emotions you brought out in me – all of the intrigue, the excitement, the love, the hate, the sorrow, and the joy.
Thank you for all of the laughter you brought me – from the snappy one-liners of Ron to the wry side-notes of Dumbledore, from the jokes of Fred and George to the over-the-top ridiculousness of Hermione’s obsessive academia.
Thank you for all of the thinking you inspired in me – how you got me theorizing what might happen next, and how you even helped inspire me to write my own stories!
Thank you for introducing me to Ron Weasley – the best friend you could ever have, who would laugh with you, cry with you, and more importantly share his time, feelings, experiences, homework answers, family, and room with you.
Thank you for introducing me to Hermione Granger – the perfect example of a superbly flawed, but powerful female character who proves herself before the whole world as the most brilliant witch of her age.
Thank you for introducing me to Luna Lovegood – a young woman with the wisdom of a sage, the spirit of an angel, and all the social grace of a deer in the headlights.
Thank you for introducing me to Neville Longbottom – a boy terrified of his own shadow who grows into a man braver than his house’s mascot.
Thank you for introducing me to Remus Lupin – the teacher that reminded me of all of my best teachers, the ones who got me excited about learning, and that also revealed himself to be not just a teacher, but something akin to family.
Thank you for introducing me to Sirius Black – a man tarred as a crazed mass-murderer but who in truth both loves and hates with all of his heart and would die rather than betray his friends.
Thank you for introducing me to Minerva McGonagall – the most bad-ass teacher on the face of the earth. And yes, I will fight you on that. *snaps fingers*
Thank you for introducing me to Rubeus Hagrid – someone I would probably hate having as a teacher in real life, but who because I’ve seen him as gamekeeper and friend for so long I couldn’t help but forgive.
Thank you for introducing me to Draco Malfoy – the most obnoxious, arrogant, self-centered, mean-spirited, petty, immature bouncing ferret ever!
Thank you for introducing me to Regulus Black – a character who we barely get to know, and yet whose sacrifice is moving enough that it helps redeem Slytherin house itself.
Thank you for introducing me to Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy – a couple I loathed for so long, only to find shades of gray in them I could never have comprehended.
Thank you for introducing me to Albus Dumbledore – a man whom I respected for so long, only to find shades of gray in him I could never have comprehended.
Thank you for introducing me to Severus Snape – no one else could have better taught me the value in writing multi-faceted, complex, morally gray characters.
Thank you for introducing me to Cedric Diggory – a true Hufflepuff and a true hero, taken all too soon.
Thank you for introducing me to Fred and George Weasley – the truest mischief makers, and also some of the most brilliant.
Thank you for introducing me to Dudley Dursley – everything I loathe in humankind instilled into one person, only for him to redeem himself in one short, truly honest meeting of the minds between him and Harry.
Thank you for introducing me to Gilderoy Lockhart – how I laughed at this man, and yet how much I longed to slap him in the face!
Thank you for introducing me to Cornelius Fudge – a politician who seemed right at home in my own world, as I ventured into the world of politics.
Thank you for introducing me to Dolores Umbridge – a character the
likes of which I will likely loathe more than any other fictional being
in any universe.
Thank you for introducing me to Horace Slughorn – a teacher at Hogwarts I think I would’ve enjoyed knowing almost more than any other, if only to hear some of his amazing stories.
Thank you for introducing me to Arthur and Molly Weasley – a couple that made me laugh and made me hug myself to keep in all the “awwww”s.
Thank you for introducing me to Tom Marvolo Riddle – a boy with many talents and no love in his soul who grew up to terrorize the world.
And most of all…thank you for introducing me to Harry. Brave Harry. Rash Harry. Selfless Harry. Snarky Harry. Lonely, awkward, modest, athletic, sneaky, clever, thoughtful, angsty, hot-tempered, heroic, academically lazy Harry. Harry, who hides in the bushes under an open window to listen to the news. Harry, who starts chatting it up with a snake in a reptile house. Harry, who without skipping a beat chooses a poor boy offering nothing but honest friendship over a rich boy offering to help him elevate himself.
How many ways can I say “thank you”, Harry Potter? You have changed me in too many ways. You’ve changed the way I write, both in sentence structure and how I write plot and characters. You’ve changed the way I analyze stories. You’ve changed the way I define myself, by introducing Hogwarts houses!
I suppose all I can really say is…you’ll be with me. Until the end.
Sound the Alarms: 01 02030405060708 Ship: Jungkook | Reader ~ Jungkook | Seulgi Description: You were in love with Jeon Jungkook since you were 14, but made the mistake of introducing him to your best friend at 16. Now you’ve slept with him at 19, and it appears that fate isn’t done screwing you over when it comes to your two best friends. Warning: Hella Angst, Blowjob, Intercourse, Oral, Fingering, Cheating, Dirty Talk, Slight Cumplay? Word Count: 5,041
“My Mother who’s an assistant Librarian introduced me to his writing when i was eight. She insisted i read him and i immediately became obsessed. Every single line affected me in some way. I liked the simplicity of the way he wrote. There was a piece called ‘The Nightingale And The Rose’ that appealed to me immensly then. It was about a Nightingale who sacrificed herself for these two star-crossed lovers . It ends when the Nightingale presses her against this rose because in a strange, mystical way it means that if she dies, the two lovers can be together. This sense of a truly high drama zipped through everthing he wrote. He had a life that was really tragic and it’s curious that he was so witty. Here we have a creature persistently ceased in pain whose life was a total travesty. He married, rashly had two children and almost immediately embarked on a love affair with a man. He was sent to prison for this. It’s a total disavantage tro care about Oscar Wilde, certainly when you come from a working class background. It’s total self-destruction almost. My personal saving grace at school was that i was something of a medal athlete. I’m sure if i hadn’t been, i’d have sacrificed in the first year. I got streams and streams of medals for running. As i blundered throught my late teens, i was quite isolated and Oscar Wilde meant much more to me. In a way he became a companion. If that sounds pitiful, that was the way it was. I rarely left the house. I had no social life then, as i became a Smith, i used flowers because Oscar Wilde always used flowers. He once went to a Colorado Salt Mines and addressed a mass of miners there. He started his speech with, ‘Let me tell you why we worship the Daffodil’, of course, he was stoned to death. But i really admire his bravery and the idea of being constantly attached to some form of plant. As i get older, the adoration increases. I’m never without him. It’s almost biblical. It’s like carrying your rosary around with you.” - Morrissey (Smash Hits, 1984)