i can't tag all her names i only have one life to live

You’re a Freaking Badass

Summary: The reader comes back from her friend’s wedding annoyed as all gets out because people don’t know how to mind their own business and Dean helps her calm down and remember that those people and their opinions don’t matter.

Word Count: 1189

Warnings: Mentions of weddings

A/N: I usually don’t write about specific events in my life, but dammit I just really needed to vent, and I also need Dean Winchester to comfort me, so here y’all go. Weddings suck. (And weddings in your hometown with all those people you grew up with and all of your parents’ friends suck even worse)

Dean looked up from the video he had been watching when the front door of the bunker opened. Y/N came in, her shoes dangling from her fingers and her hair a tangled mess from driving with the windows down.

“Hey, sweetheart,” Dean greeted. “How was the… reception…?”

When she walked by him without so much as a nod, he trailed off and furrowed his brow while watching her stalk towards her room. Well, something had happened at her friend’s wedding reception and there was no way Dean was about to let her fester away in whatever negative emotion was coursing through her body. So he shut his laptop and strolled after her.

“What’s up, Y/N?” asked Dean when he leaned up against the door jamb. She was angrily trying to unzip her dress, but was having no luck.

Finally she huffed in defeat and turned her back to him. “A little help?”

Well, Dean knew better than to get on her bad side when she was in a mood. So he quickly helped her unzip before walking over to her bed while she undressed and pulled on her sweats and an oversized tee.

As soon as she was dressed down, she whirled around and pointed an accusing finger at Dean. “You! Are not allowed to get married for at least a year.”

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CAN’T FEAR YOUR OWN WORLD Part 2 Full Translation


Chapter 1

Hundreds of years ago - Seireitei - Governmental District.

“Why, why wasn’t that man sentenced to death?!”

It was an outcry that risked his life.

“I’d like an audience with the Central 46! Please!”

A young man continues to raise his voice whilst being blocked by the steel staff weapons being held up by muscular guards.

Judging by the young man’s eyes that were void of colour, and from his meticulous movements, he was blind.

This blind young man seems able to perceive the state of affairs around him through sound alone, it appears he can feel the presence of the fierce guards standing in front of him.

Whether the door guards were related to nobility or not, in their eyes, they expressed a look of clear disdain at the young man who appeared to have come from Rukongai.

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Love to Hate You (part 6)

Words: 2.8k

Summary: Lucifer is back and offered a deal.

Warnings: Super cheesy fluff. Lots of angst and feels.

A/N: Sorry this took so long to get out. If you’d like to be added to my master tag list, just send me and ask or DM.


“Luci?” Your own voice betrayed you as it wavered. You had wanted to seem indifferent or even unhappy to see him; but he could sense you felt differently.

“I know, Sweetheart. I missed you too.” His wide smile and saccharine tone set you on edge immediately. You knew he was off his leash now that Chuck had skipped town again.

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letsmakeitcanon  asked:

Do you have a sci-fi tag? I thought I saw it in the fox!stiles tag once but I can't find it

We don’t have one. Not that I know of anyway, @letsmakeitcanon. So here’s some sci-fi fics for you. - Anastasia

Originally posted by chaptertwo-thepacnw

The Epic Space Opera of Stiles Stilinski and Sergeant Spacewolf by A_Diamond for squidsquiggle

(1/1 I 4,808 I Teen I Sterek)

Beacon Station is an extraplanetary center of research and exploration. Human scientist and minor disaster Stiles Stilinski lives there, as does the grumpiest alien ever: Derek Hale, the titular Sergeant Spacewolf himself. After a rocky start to their acquaintance, they’ve settled into sort of a love-hate relationship, wherein Stiles pines and provokes in approximately equal measure, and Derek grudgingly tolerates.

When a mechanical failure leaves them stranded together in the vacuum of space, the impending doom of almost certain death forces the truth of their feelings to the fore. Will our heroes finally get together? Will it even matter? Will they survive the danger?

(Yes, yes, and yes. There wouldn’t be a story to tell otherwise.)

If I Could Go Back To The Day We Met, I Probably Would Have Just Stayed In Bed. by april_zephyr (April_Zephyr)

(3/? I 6,119 I Teen I Sterek)

The teenager only noticed the gun that was pointed towards him when he was shot. A clean hit to the chest. The recoil threw him off his feet and onto his back.

Ultra Violet by ElisAttack

(3/3 I 16,836 I Teen I Sterek)

“There’s no way he’s a quarian. Least of all the quarian prince we’re supposed to be escorting.” Erica whines, and Derek wonders why he named her his staff lieutenant, she has no tact whatsoever.

“I’m sorry, but you must be a level 4 friend to unlock my tragic back-story.” The prince jokes. “And call me Stiles, even I can’t pronounce my actual name.”

Or the one where Derek and his crew are assigned to be the glorified babysitter of an alien prince, and everything is not as it seems.

Superman by Peasantaries

(16/16 I 42,912 I Explicit I Sterek)

To watch Derek Hale squirm in a suit is one of the best sights New York City has to offer.

Of course, the view from a twenty storey building is rather unlimited. So it seems only natural to notice things when you’re sitting cross-legged waiting for crime to commence.

In Other Words, Baby, Kiss Me by primroseshows

(4/4 I 61,264 I Explicit I Sterek)

Stiles has simple goals in life. To successfully complete his secret radar project without getting fired, to get a cottage on the Moon, and to untangle his mess of feelings for Moon Station 3 deputy, Derek Hale. Heck, he’ll even settle for two of the three.

iswearidonthavet-mbl-r  asked:

Of course, of course! Let me use names, it might make it more understandable :) But feel free to switch their roles! "Modern AU: Clarke can't sleep at night; Bellamy often wakes up with nightmares. He ends up seeing all of her late night Snapchats and Instagram posts. Cue adorable late night talks, etc." Hope this helps!

I twisted it a little bit because Im incapable of writing angst… So it’s Bellamy having weird dreams and Clarke not sleeping at night! Social Media Au!

thank you @bellamybb for reading this over! tagging some people who showed interested in this @francyfifty @prongsno​ and also @selflessbellamy@marauders-groupie@boob-morley@hiddenpolkadots​ because i want your thoughts on this

Keeping me up at night

Clarke Griffin: Should I stop drinking coffee or should I continue not sleeping at night?

           Octavia Blake, Raven Reyes, Wells Jaha and 6 others liked this.

           Wells Jaha: you’re gonna die at 30

           Raven Reyes: you could never stop drinking coffee. Rip friend. Nice knowing you.

Clarke wasn’t a big sleeper. Ever had been. Apparently, she didn’t need a lot of sleep to function.

However, she needed a lot of caffeine.

Her phone vibrated with a new Facebook notification: Bellamy Blake commented on your post.

          Bellamy Blake: I knew you were a fake. I don’t sleep at night by my own means thank you very much.

She smiled and immediately answered.

           Clarke Griffin: yeah you’re right. Coffee got me awake since im a baby…

           Bellamy Blake: clearly. Don’t do drugs kids.

She didn’t know Bellamy that well. She only met him once for one of Octavia’s birthday party but they somehow ended up following each other on most social medias. She wasn’t complaining because he was fun and he seemed to not sleeping at nights, just like her, and they always ended up talking through the night… She liked him.

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Can't We Get An Alternate Ending? (Barry Allen x Reader)

Fandom: The Flash
Pairing: Barry Allen x Reader
Reader: Female
Warning: a little bit angsty
Request: No
Words: 592
Song: Jamie-Lee - Ghost
POV: Barry Allen, not the reader’s
A/N: Hey! I was a little bit bored and thought “Why not writing an angsty story?” And that’s what I did now… If you guys want a Part 2 of this story, tell me, ‘cause I have an idea or two for a sequel! One which is angsty again and the other one is more fluffy.
*Gif is not mine!*
Requests: [open] (I am still a little bit busy, so I won’t write them all as fast as Barry.)
Tagging: @arfrona-and-marvel @theartistkami

The story of us is it already told?
Let’s tear the book apart
start to rewrite it all.
We’re already gone, but still in this together
like a dragon to his gold
we’re still holding on.

I was sitting in the so called “Flash Cave”, which (Y/N) and Cisco had named this place. A lot happend and I didn’t told our team about everything. A few knew what happend during the flashpoint but there is one thing that I didn’t told Y/N… We were a couple and loved each other more than anyone else. She was always on my side. Always… Even during the time where I loved Iris, she was still there. Not as my girlfriend but as my friend and later… I fell hard in love with her.

Our lives will wait for us to live.
We don’t need a lifetime
to figure out what we miss.
The love we get is the love we give.
I’m only just full of love
that we’re to give.

All this thoughts came to my mind again when my eyes met (Y/N)’s today. She was talking to HR and her boyfriend. It wasn’t me. Of course not. Why would she date me? I did many mistakes… I wish I could tell her how much I still love her…

This is the ghost of you
haunting the ghost of me
hanging out in this world forever.
Tell me who’s good now?
Can’t we get an alternate ending?
Can’t we get an alternate ending?

Y/N smiled at me and waved slightly her hand. I returned her smile but stopped it immediately when her gaze turned back to her talking boyfriend. It was so hard to pretend to be happy for them. To like this guy. Afterall he had the best person I had in my whole life. I wish that I could go back in time and be on her side again… To feel her hugs. Her lips. Everything that I loved so much and fancied everyday…

Somehow we will change everything that we touch.
But we held on, took flight
but changed it too much.
We sweep up this love
put the pieces back together
and if we find more can we bring this to life?

But I am sure that I can’t go back. I don’t want to ruin her life. Even through she is the love of my life…

Our lives will wait for us to live.
We don’t need a lifetime to figure out what we miss
The love we get is the love we give.
I’m only just full of love that we’re to give.

I miss her so much…. I love her. Oh god….. I can’t hold it anymore…

This is the ghost of you
haunting the ghost of me
lonely in a crowded room together.
Tell me who’s good now?
This is the ghost of you
haunting the ghost of me
hanging out in this world forever.
Tell me who’s good now?
Can’t we get an alternate ending?
Can’t we get an alternate ending?

I stood up and told everyone that I had to take some fresh air and left the room and run all the way, so fast out without noticing that tears fell out of my eyes and that some (e/c) orbs has watched me the whole time. And while I was now on the ground and tried to stop crying, I had only one thought…..

Can’t we get an alternate ending?
Can’t we get an alternate ending?

Why ToZ X Is Actually Just Bad

Beyond the obvious issues of tossing the main plot out the window in favour of this new amalgam of ToZ’s universe + ToB Spoilers + Fan service to placate Alisha Fans.*

I wrote a lot. Sorry fam @ mobile users.

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11 Questions tag

I got tagged by the sweet @lthyl​ (THANK YOUUUUU!) for this, that’s a very funny one! 

Rules: answer the questions given to you by the tagger, and write 11 questions of your own. then tag 11 people!

  • what superpower would you like to have?

I have like this deep wish since I’m a kid: to be able to summon a dead person and talk with them about theories or to borrow them their intelligence. Like, I would die to talk with Einstein, Beethoven, Nietzsche, or anyone not famous ! To be able to use their intelligence to understand the world in another way, you know? That’s a weird thing, no? 

  • chose a super hero (or heroine) you relate the most to.

I don’t relate to a lot of super hero.es.ines, more to vilains… Hero.es.ines tend to be stuck in a moral world with the good and the bad things. I feel closer to the Joker. I rarely take things seriously and spend most of my time thinking society moral is a burden. Vilains seems more free, even if they tend to be locked into patterns because of dark pasts… There’s something more pure about vilains in my opinion (like the Joker!). But now that I’m thinking about it, maybe a anti hero like the Bourbon Kid would do. 

  • if you could have the name of a flower, what would it be?

Narcisseae! From the flower itself, the name, to the myth, I just love it! 

  • describe the last dream you had (this is gonna be fun eheh)

Ehhhhhhhh… I can’t remember the last one clearly (last one was was with Yoongi.I’m pretty sure I was cheating on my ex with him… And that’s really exciting!). 

But I often have one, where I’m at my mother place, in the garden and there is a fence in the back of the garden that no one shall cross because there’s a beast (black panther, or something like this) living here and attacking everyone. Of course, I’m at the fence too scared to cross, and I see my sister, on the other side of the fence, running happily, I scream for her to come back because the beast is lurking (i can’t see it but I know it) and she just don’t hear me because she’s too far, so I end up going on the other side to pick her up and that’s when the beast appears, running to me, ignoting my sister, coming out for me! I love this nightmare, even if it always makes me afraid, I don’t know why but I love it. 

  • which are your top 5 movies right now?

THAT’S TOO HARD, I LOVE SO MANY MOVIES (I watch at least one each day, if not more!)

- Elle by Paul Verhoeven, that’s a strange one honestly psychologic thriller French and Dutch.

- Interstellar by Christopher Nolan, honestly because of Matthew McConaughey (and goddammit this voice of his!)

- In the Mood For Love & 2046 by Wong Kar Wai (Those are two, but it’s a combo, the first one is my favourite, those are the only love story in movie I like deeply…)

- Time of Kim Ki Duk, GREAT ONE! 

- O’Brother by Ethan & Joel Cohen, don’t ask just watch it! 

  • do you read manga/watch anime? Any rec?

I read a lot of mangas, but don’t watch animes! My rec: 

- Homunculus by Hideo Yamamoto ;  I find it very deep…  “ Trepanation is the procedure of drilling a hole in the skull. It is said to increase the blood circulation and improve pressure inside the skull. It is also said to bring out a person’s sixth sense, the ability to use ESP, see ghosts, move objects with one’s mind.”

- Basilisk by Masaki Segawa ;  The story takes place in the year 1614. Two ninja clans, Tsubagakure of the Iga and Manjidani of Kouga, battle each other to determine which grandson of Tokugawa Ieyasu will become the next shogun. The deadly competition between 10 elite ninja from each clan unleashes a centuries-old hatred that threatens to destroy all hope for peace between them.

- Lesson Of The Evil by Eiji Karasuyama & Yûsuke Kishi ; made after the movie of the same name (must watch because Hideaki Itô is sexy as HELL) it tells the story of a teacher who’s a sociopath and… Well he does what sociopath are good at. 

- A Girl On The Shore by Inio Asano; erotic one and very touching! It is about the two junior high school students who enter into a casual sex relationship.

  • what’s your favorite thing about/in your room?

I love my room. Every single part of it. From the colorful tinsels, to the old world map, to the books sitting everywhere, the old silky couch, the erotic pictures, the old posters, the mosquito net over the bed (very princess like, I know!) and the constellations I made with phosphorescent stars. It’s dark and comfy.

  • if you could have only a single kind of drink for the rest of your life, what would that be?

I don’t think I’ll survive this honestly… I want to be able to drink everything. I don’t like restrictions… But mint tea or coffee. Or plain water. Or coke, I can’t deciiiiiide! But if I had to take one last drink before I’ll die: Jack Daniels. 

  • do you play any instrument?

No, I’m to lazy to learn. And I find it quite boring. I love listening not playing. 

  • favorite weather?

A light rain and south wind on a not too hot day. 

  • (and the most important of them all) team Ironman or team Captain America?

TCH! IRONMAN! (I kinda hate Captain America so that’s an easy one!)

My questions to @lonely-kitten-named-bambi @jnghobi @oppamansae @rapmonluv @bebitojoonie 

1. You’re on a island with an idol: who ist it? And what is the first thing you tell him/her?

2. You have three last word to say to someone, then you die, what will they be (don’t tell us who it’s adress to unless you really want to)? 

3. You accidently drink a strange cocktail in an underground bar and become a man, what is the first thing you do? (hehe)

4. You’re locked in a basement with a vampire, a werewolf, an ancient god and a demon, they all offer to turn you into one of their kind, what do you pick? 

5. You are given the chance to change one thing in your life, what is it? 

6. A strange man or woman comes to you and offer you one thing amongst : 5000$ cash, an invite to a party where all your bias and bias wrecker will be, a job in any country you want, an immortal pet (like a leopard or lion or wolf, you decide!) to which you’ll be mentally connected to or a very old book with strange writting in it. What do you pick, why? 

7. What is your favourite thing in your life? 

8. You find a Death Note, and L calls you (or, is it Light? you can’t be too sure!) asking you to give it to him, what will you do?

9. You come back to your place and find out that there’s been a robbery, what is the first thing you’re looking for?

10. Oops, there’s a breach in the fourth dimension (time) you are attracted in it. It will have terrible consequences so God let you decide where (when) you’ll end up. What period would you like to go to? 

11. You have the worst day of your life. You can’t sleep, you’re too anxious to do anything, your guardian angel appears and offer to give you ONE thing that will make you forget about this day, what is this thing?

Why Taimi is awesome~
  • [Origin of Madness – at Twisted Marionette]
  • Taimi: Hi hi hi. Are you a friend of Braham's? I am. Or rather, I will be. Soon.
  • -
  • Taimi: Braham! There you are.
  • Logan Thackeray: Somebody care to tell me why this child was on the battlefield?
  • Braham Eirsson: Hey! I'm not a child!
  • Logan Thackeray: Not you. This asuran girl. I found her out there, trying to get to Scarlet's twisted marionette. Who does she belong to?
  • Braham Eirsson: Oh. Her.
  • Taimi: Help! Help! Save me from this creepy human!
  • Logan Thackeray: It's okay. I'm a Krytan Seraph. The kid's in no danger.
  • Taimi: Braham! Don't let him take me away! Please!
  • Logan Thackeray: Are you her guardian?
  • Braham Eirsson: Who me? Wolf's teeth, no! I've never seen her before in my life.
  • Taimi: Braham, you're so mean. Can't we just go home now?
  • Logan Thackeray: Listen, buddy. I don't know what your game is, but you better get this kid to safety. She's got no business on a battlefield.
  • Braham Eirsson: What? I swear I've never seen her before in my life.
  • Braham Eirsson: Hey! Where's he going? You're not my responsibility!
  • Taimi: It's okay, Braham. You can take me home now. I live in Rata Sum.
  • Braham Eirsson: Huh? What?
  • Taimi: Where do you live? Maybe we could go there instead.
  • Braham Eirsson: No. You found your way here. You can find your way back.
  • Taimi: Fine! Here I go. By myself. Off into the big city. You'll probably never see me again, Braham.
  • Braham Eirsson: Good luck, kid.
  • -
  • Logan Thackeray: What does a little squirt like you know about Scarlet, anyway?
  • Taimi: As it so happens, I know a lot. I've been studying her for months. I came to meet her, but she didn't show up.
  • Marjory Delaqua: To meet her? Why would you want to do that?
  • Taimi: Because she's brilliant, of course. My theory is that she knows something about the dragons, and that's why she's building an army.
  • Logan Thackeray: Your theory, huh? You don't think she's just a big ol' meany?
  • Taimi: Do you always talk like a four-year-old?
  • *Burn Logan BURNNN*
  • --
  • [Edge of the Mist]
  • Braham Eirsson: What's your story anyway, Tiny? How does a little thing like you get into such big trouble?
  • Taimi: It's Taimi. And I'm a progeny prodigy. I've got important people fighting for the right to be my teacher.
  • Braham Eirsson: Important people, huh? Are they real people, or just big-eared figments of your overactive imagination?
  • Taimi: They're real, but they all want to tell me what to learn. I'd rather be like Scarlet and pick my own courses.
  • Braham Eirsson: Wolf's tail, girl! Don't be too much like Scarlet, okay? One's way too many.
  • -
  • Taimi: Braham? Are we still going to be friends when we get back?
  • Braham Eirsson: Wait—are we friends now?
  • Taimi: I think so. You don't boss me around as much as other adults. And when you ask a question, you let me answer it.
  • Braham Eirsson: Well, I'm friends with Frostbite and he can't even talk. So yes, Tiny. We'll still be friends.
  • Taimi: Not if you keep calling me "Tiny."
  • -
  • Taimi: Braham, will you tell me a story while we wait?
  • Braham Eirsson: After you ran off on me? And all the abuse you heaped on me since we got here? I get plenty of that back in Cragstead.
  • Taimi: You don't spend much time around asura, do you? We only abuse people we like. Or those we're trying to improve.
  • Braham Eirsson: Fine. I'll assume you like me. Ahem! "Once upon a time, there was a brave and handsome norn named Braham..."
  • Taimi: Aww, I've heard this one already. From you. Twice.
  • --
  • Braham Eirsson: Did you get in trouble for roaming the camp?
  • Taimi: No. Yes. Zojja gave me extra calculations as a punishment, and I never got to see Scarlet.
  • -
  • Taimi: Hey, Braham.
  • Braham Eirsson: Uh-huh.
  • Taimi: You wanna hear about the new aetherphaser I invented for my golem? I modeled it after Scarlet's tech.
  • Braham Eirsson: Uh-huh.
  • Taimi: It works just fine, but I have to keep adjusting the gorometer.
  • Braham Eirsson: Uh-huh.
  • Taimi: I had to shave down the minious array wheel in order to get it to fit on Scruffy, but I got it.
  • Braham Eirsson: Uh-huh.
  • Taimi: Next, I'm gonna make him a panmetric listening device so he can warn me in advance if someone's sneaking up on me.
  • Braham Eirsson: Uh-huh.
  • Taimi: Hey, Braham.
  • Braham Eirsson: Uh-huh.
  • Taimi: I like you because you're big and dumb.
  • Braham Eirsson: Uh-huh.
  • Braham Eirsson: (laugh) Shut up!
  • Taimi: (giggle)
  • --
  • [Gates of Maguuma]
  • Taimi: That structure is unstable. It would be unwise for us to go in. Scruffy's scan confirms that it won't support all our weight.
  • Taimi: According to my calculations, the most efficient combination would be you, Marjory, and Kasmeer. The rest of us can wait out here.
  • Rox: Did she just call us fat, Braham?
  • Braham Eirsson: Yup, she sure did.
  • Taimi: Facts are facts. The three of us together weigh as much as nineteen Kasmeers.
  • Kasmeer Meade: Great, I'm a unit of measurement.
  • --
  • Kasmeer Meade: That gap is too large. I can't get us across from here.
  • Taimi: Have no fear. The option to have Scruffy toss us over is still—
  • Rox: No.
  • --
  • [Prosperity’s Mysterious Room]
  • Taimi: Look, look, look! This is a historical find!
  • Marjory Delaqua: Careful, now. You'll pop a gasket.
  • Taimi: She hasn't been here in a very long time. This—oh, and that! Great glarrgh!
  • Marjory Delaqua: Language.
  • Taimi: Sorry. I didn't know you spoke ettin.
  • --
  • [Entanglement]
  • Taimi: Okay. It's all yours. Use the console to fry some Inquest.
  • Braham Eirsson: It isn't going to blow up in our faces, is it?
  • Taimi: Don't be silly. The chances are so slim as to be negligible. About..oh, fifty-three percent. I've tagged us all nonhostile.
  • --
  • Taimi: Hold on. Activating defenses.
  • Marjory Delaqua: You're absolutely sure this won't kill us?
  • Taimi: Absolutely. I'd give it a solid fifty-three percent chance.
  • Marjory Delaqua: I beg your pardon? Maybe you shouldn't—
  • -
  • Kasmeer Meade: It's...beautiful.
  • Marjory Delaqua: And we're still alive. That's a plus.
  • Taimi: Of course we're still alive. I was joking about the the fifty-three percent. It was more like seventy-eight.
  • --
  • [The Dragon’s Reach]
  • Taimi: Don't touch anything!
  • Councillor Phlunt: Progeny, do not speak to your elders in such a tone! I won't have it.
  • Taimi: I thought you'd never get here. Did you stop off at the Dead End for a pint and a pie or something?
  • -
  • Taimi: Well, Councillor Phlunt, I'm sorry to report that I've completely wasted your time and the waypoints will now be destroyed by Mordremoth.
  • Councillor Phlunt: What?
  • Taimi: Just kidding. My patent-pending waypoint recalibration device is now complete.
  • -
  • Taimi: I've checked and double-checked the settings on everything. I'm 59.6 percent certain nothing will blow up in our faces. Don't worry.
  • --
  • [Credit: GW2 Wiki]

Okay, before reading, just a reminder that this is LadyNoir and Adrien has figured out that his lady is Marinette. Go on, read my first, non-trash, Miraculous Ladybug fan fiction.

“Marinette wake up!” Tikki’s small voice was the first thing she heard that morning

Marinette opened her eyes slowly and watched as the kwami zipped left and right.

“Morning, Tikki.” She groggily said

“It’s not morning yet, Marinette.” Tikki grinned at her, “Alya’s been calling you for the last five minutes.”

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  • "I'm like Yoda, except instead of being green and little, I wear suits and I'm awesome. I'm your bro- I'm Broda."
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  • "I have you. I don't need to wait for it anymore."
  • "What would you expect? You've seen my penis."
  • "That makes me want to join a gym so I can get super strong and punch you really hard in the face."
  • "Oh my god, can you just be cool?"
  • "I don't love her, okay? I just miss her when she's not around, think about her all the time, and I imagine us running towards each other in slow motion and I'm wearing a brown seude vest. But I don't want to be her stupid boyfriend!"
  • "I can't just go say hi!"
  • "When I get sad, I stop being sad and be awesome instead. True story."
  • "We met at the urinal."
  • "I was a teenage popstar in Canada."
  • "I guess, starting tomorrow, we can tell people."
  • "One out of every eight adult women in America is a prostitute."
  • "Love is the best thing we do."
  • "Playing loser tag is awesome!"
  • "Ouchy in my mouth."
  • "I'm cuddly, bitch. Deal with it!"
  • "I don't care if you have an orgasm! If you care, you do it!"
  • "He can't be pregnant. You have to have sex to be pregnant."
  • "I think you were in love and you messed it up."
  • "Everyone's leaving me and I don't like it!"
  • "Last week, I went out with a girl whose favourite band was Glee."
  • "What are the chances that we're both serial killers?"
  • "When I let a day go without talking to you, that day's just no good."
  • "I'm always gonna love you. Til the end of my days, and beyond."
  • "Love doesn't make sense!"
  • "You make me happy. You make me happy all the time."
  • "Do you want them? I hate olives."
  • "Not awkward, guys. Not awkward if we don't let it be awkward."
  • "Good luck on your date, I hope she's everything you're looking for"
  • "Settling down is for losers and kids who never go out anymore."
  • "There is no one hotter than God."
  • "OK, here’s my thing – if gay guys start getting married, then suddenly the whole world’s gonna be doing it. That’s how it works. they start something, then six months later, everyone follows. Like… now everyone gets manicures."
  • "I keep waiting for something to happen."
  • "Look, you can’t design your life like a building. It doesn’t work that way. You just have to live it… and it’ll design itself."
  • "This font is often mistaken for Helvetica, but actually, it's Helvetica bold."
  • "I refuse to be a part of a third runaway bride situation."
  • "I'm really into you. I just can't be with you...right now."
  • "Whoever is right gets to slap the other person in the face as hard as they possibly can"
  • "I finally found the one. Her name is bacon."
  • "Why is no one coming to my happenings?"
  • "Ain't no thang but a chicken wang, mamacita!"
  • "If you keep acting this way, little by little, you're gonna lose me."
  • "The only people in the universe who haven't seen Star Wars are the characters in Star Wars."
  • "Chicago? Is that even a real place?"
  • "I'm sorry I don't have time for your drama right now. My fiance is missing."
  • "Just tell me. Do you love me?"
  • "Is there any way we could just go back to normal?"
  • "I only know of one truly platonic relationship."
  • "Do you want to keep playing or do you want to win?"
  • "Holding hands is like the fourth grade equivalent of banging."
  • "You hate women and women hate you."
  • "Why say goodbye to the good things?"
  • "You get older, you have kids, you stop stealing. It's sad."
  • "You have to let me dance my own battles!"
  • "New is always better!"
  • "If you have a crazy story, I was there. It's just the law of the universe."
  • "Sometimes things have to fall apart to make way for better things."
  • "The future is scary but you can’t just run back to the past because it’s familiar. Yes it’s tempting but it’s a mistake. "
  • "You took my infant child to a strip club?"
  • "When you're in a new relationship and you're competing with your ex for who's happier, it can get ugly."
  • "I don't get lonely. I have five dogs."
  • "People make fun of the guy who stays home every night doing nothing, but the truth is, that guy is a genius."
  • "It's not cheating if it's on the phone, right?"
  • "Aren't you tired of waiting for destiny?"

anonymous asked:

Hello wonderful bloggers! Do you think you could please update the A/B/O tag? I shamelessly can't get enough of that verse. Also this blog is amazing

Absolutely! Here’s the tag. - Anastasia

Originally posted by mybrokenemotions

Heat Sick by dragon_temeraire

(1/1 I 3,088 I Explicit I Sterek I Omega!Derek)

Derek is suffering, going through his heats alone, and Stiles just wants to help.

Cursed Blood On A Soulless Love by TheThunderKitsune

(2/? I 4,320 I Teen I Sterek I Fox!Stiles)

Stiles is a born kitsune since well his birth. One late night day Scott and Stiles were walking out in the woods trying to find the dead body but instead found trouble. When Stiles found out that his best friend got bitten by a werewolf he thought that it was all his fault, life in Beacon Hills just got hectic.

Just when Stiles had gotten over the fact that Scott was bitten it got worse again when a family of hunters appear and also he over heard his dad about a large creature roaming Beacon Hills. Will Stiles and Scott be safe or will the supernatural kill them.

Can’t without you by MulderScully

(7/? I 10,833 I Not Rated I Scisaac I Miscarriage)

The Hale pack married their youngest son Isaac to the true alpha Scott Mccall.Isaac has no complains on an arranged marriage,specially when his husband is someone llike Scott.But a tragedy happens and Isaac is devastated.
Will Scott be able to rebuild what they have lost?Will Isaac be able to stand up again?

The Alpha and Omega by angel_baby

(9/? I 12,055 I Explicit I Sterek I Rape)

Stiles Stilinski never knew he would be the weakling of the bunch… An Omega. His small petite figure certainly classified him as one. Not to mistaken his timid ways and how sweet he is towards everyone no matter how cruel they can be to him.

It just takes a run in the woods and an encounter with the World’s cruelest Alpha for his life to ultimately change.

I Miss You by SterekIsMyAir

(1/1 I 12,337 I Teen I Sterek I Werecat!Stiles)

“What the hell are you doing?” Cora screeches a little, fast walking over to them. The pack parts like the red sea as Cora slams the laptop closed.

“Who the hell was that?” Jackson asks back, narrowing his eyes at Cora.

Cora grabs her hair and yanks it a little before she says, “That was Stiles.”

“Yeah, we kinda got that. We mean ‘why does Derek have him on his computer’?” Erica asks, crossing her arms and cocking her hips.

Cora sighs, long and loud, before she says, “That’s Derek’s fiance.”

“Why haven’t we heard of or even met him?” Scott asks, looking like a sad puppy.

“Because he is dead.” Cora says, narrowing her eyes and grabbing the computer before walking away.

Leaving Paradise by NARKOTIKA 

(7/13 I 19,791 I Explicit I Sterek I MPreg)

A boy dreams of freedom, a broken man finds home, and they learn to love in a world where it feels more impossible than water falling from the sky.

My Sweet Revenge by Weesageechak

(1/1 I 25,940 I Explicit I Steo I Rape)

Stiles starts banging Theo.
At first it’s because he wants to get back at Derek who a) loathes Theo and b) cheated on Stiles.
Then, gradually, when he realizes that Theo is the only person he can bear having around him, Stiles’ revenge starts turning into something bittersweet.

This Quiet Torment by oblivions172

(6/12 I 30,462 I Explicit I Sterek I High School AU)

Derek has had a crush on Stiles, a young omega who goes to his school since he first laid eyes on him. He has watched him continually come to school with bruises and flesh wounds delivered by his abusive father and all he’s ever wanted to do was help but Stiles never let him get close enough. Until, one night, Stiles ends up at Derek’s loft, with more than a flesh wound and Derek will do everything in his power to protect him.

Alpha&Omega by Mellow (SweetCandy)

(4/? I 39,760 I Explicit I Steter I Werewolves Are Known)

He didn’t miss the feeling of a warm body in his bed, he didn’t wish for someone who would greet him at the doorstep when he came home after a long day of work, or who would bid him goodbye with a soft kiss.

Peter didn’t want his home smelling like a mixture of his musky, dark alpha scent and a sweet, playful omega scent. He didn’t long to hear the sound of small feet running around the house, calling him Daddy or Papa and demanding to get ice cream for dinner or not having to go to kindergarten because it was stupid.

No, he didn’t want kids, he didn’t want a relationship and most importantly: he didn’t want a fucking omega.


Or: Peter Hale, successful businessman and Alpha werewolf, doesn’t want an Omega no matter how much his sister urged him to finally claim a mate. He had never been interested in an Omega.
At least until he runs into one Stiles Stilinski at his nephew’s birthday party, who falls for him in more than just one way.

Through Thick and Thin by Down_n_Dirty

(19/? I 58,906 I Mature I Sterek I Omega!Derek)

Stiles is a wealthy Alpha living off his father’s name with no real problems. Derek is an Omega just trying to get through life. When fate throws them together through a forced heat that neither man saw coming, the end results are permanent and very much a forever thing.
Basically Stiles knocks Derek up and things get…complicated.

The Purloined Letter by DarkAthena (seraphim_grace)

(28/? I 67,862 I Explicit I Sterek I Arranged Marriage)

Kate Argent learns that Peter Hale has a letter, the contents of which, if known, would ruin her, and decides the best place to find it would be the hunting party arranged for the Whittemore-Martin engagement celebrations, but there are some issues with her plan, Peter has brought his nephew, the house is full of omega meaning everyone is watching everyone else, Lydia is not as happy with the engagement as her mother casting her eyes on someone else, her niece, who she’s meant to be chaperoning has eyes for a penniless Scottish Lord, and she’s not even sure that Peter brought the letter with him.

Blue Monday by ExpectNothingGainEverything

(7/? I 161,151 I Explicit I Sterek I High School AU)

Stiles would have never guessed that the star player of the lacrosse team and presumably the hottest guy in school who everyone wanted a piece of and one of his most hated bullies would turn out to be his soulmate.

Derek would never have dreamed that fate would be so cruel to pair him up with a freak like Stilinski.

Love Born On A Fourth Of July (A Riarkle Story)
  • <p> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b></b> I got this idea from a episode of Gilmore Girls. Riarkle, Maya, and Lucas are in their early twenties. This is part 1 of 4. I hope you like it.<p/><b>Location:</b> St Upid Town:<p/><b>Parking lot:</b> <p/><b></b> Riley and Maya are parking their car.<p/><b>Maya:</b> Riles, why do I let you drag me to these stupid events? Who's ever heard of a picnic basket auction?<p/><b>Riley:</b> (Cheerful) My Uncle Eric was the one to come up with the idea. I like it. It's fun not knowing who could buy your basket. Besides who doesn't love Sunshine, fresh air, and meeting new people?<p/><b>Maya:</b> (Annoyed) Have you met me? I hate all those things. I don't like talking to people, so why will I like eating with them?<p/><b>Riley:</b> Give it a chance. You know you can't say no to me.<p/><b>Maya:</b> Fine. I'll go with you but I'm not participating. I don't have a basket.<p/><b></b> Riley takes two picnic baskets out of the car.<p/><b>Maya:</b> Really?<p/><b>Riley:</b> It's time to meet new people. Who knows? Maybe we will find the love of our lives today.<p/><b>Maya:</b> (Sarcastic) Oh, yay. Fun.<p/><b></b> Riley drags Maya to the town square.<p/><b>Other side of the parking lot:</b> <p/><b></b> Farkle and Lucas are walking out of their car.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> So, this is Stupid Town?<p/><b>Lucas:</b> I think it's pronounce St Upid Town.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I don't think it matters. Why am I here?<p/><b>Lucas:</b> You need to have fun once in a while instead of staying home all the time.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I have fun.<p/><b>Lucas:</b> When?<p/><b>Farkle:</b> There was that one time... (Thinking) And that time after that.... (Gives up) I got nothing.<p/><b>Lucas:</b> Exactly. Today you're having fun. Maybe you'll meet a girl.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> No girl has been interested in me before, why would they start now?<p/><b>Lucas:</b> Farkle, you're too hard on yourself. You're a good looking guy with a lot to offer to that special girl. If I was a girl I would date you.<p/><b></b> Farkle looks at him weird.<p/><b>Lucas:</b> Too much?<p/><b>Farkle:</b> A little bit.<p/><b>Lucas:</b> Let's stop talking and have some fun.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Ok. Let's go.<p/><b></b> They start walking to the town square.<p/><b>Town Square:</b> <p/><b></b> Riley is putting name tags on hers and Maya's picnic baskets. She leaves them on the stage.<p/><b></b> Maya looks around the area. Riley skips to Maya.<p/><b>Maya:</b> You're way too happy today.<p/><b>Riley:</b> You're way too grouchy.<p/><b></b> Riley starts to skip again and bumps into Farkle and lands on him.<p/><b>Riley:</b> (Nervous) Um, hi. I guess I fell for you.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> (Nervous) Hi.<p/><b></b> They stare at each other intensely.<p/><b>Maya:</b> Hey, Riles, you might want to get off him.<p/><b></b> Riley doesn't respond.<p/><b></b> Maya kicks her gently. Riley stands up quickly and dusts off her clothes.<p/><b>Riley:</b> I'm up.<p/><b></b> Farkle gets up. They stare at each other again. Lucas waves his hands in front of Farkle's face.<p/><b>Lucas:</b> You're ok, buddy?<p/><b></b> Farkle is memorize for another second and snaps out of it.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> What? I'm ok.<p/><b></b> Riley reaches out her hand.<p/><b>Riley:</b> Hi! I'm Miley Flatshoes.<p/><b></b> Maya laughs. Farkle shakes Riley's hand. They both feel a spark. They let go quickly.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I'm Carpool Christmas.<p/><b></b> Lucas shakes his head.<p/><b>Maya:</b> (points to Riley) She's Riley Matthews and I'm Maya Hart.<p/><b>Riley:</b> (faces Maya) That's what I said.<p/><b>Maya:</b> No it wasn't, honey.<p/><b>Lucas:</b> He's Farkle Minkus and I'm Lucas Friar.<p/><b></b> Farkle is still staring at Riley. She blushes.<p/><b>Maya:</b> So what are you two doing in stupid town?<p/><b>Riley:</b> It's not call that.<p/><b>Maya:</b> They made your uncle the mayor. Trust me, the name fits.<p/><b>Lucas:</b> I brought him here to have some fun.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> So what's happening now?<p/><b>Riley:</b> It's almost time for the picnic basket auction.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> So, people bid on the baskets and then what?<p/><b>Riley:</b> Whoever wins the bid goes on a picnic date with the girl who brought the basket. Are you going to bid?<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Did you bring a basket?<p/><b>Riley:</b> You will have to wait and see. (She winks at him and walks away. Maya follows.)<p/><b>Farkle:</b> (Turns to Lucas) We're staying here.<p/><b>Lucas:</b> Why?<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Because it's a beautiful day. Who doesn't love a beautiful day?<p/><b>Lucas:</b> Are you sure that's the only thing that's beautiful?<p/><b>Maya:</b> (grinning) Riley Matthews, were you flirting?<p/><b>Riley:</b> I don't flirt. I'm a good girl.<p/><b>Maya:</b> Flirting isn't a bad thing. What was that wink I saw you give him?<p/><b>Riley:</b> (blushing) I had something in my eye.<p/><b>Maya:</b> Yeah. It's call love.<p/><b>Riley:</b> I just met him.<p/><b>Maya:</b> So if I ask him out, you wouldn't mind?<p/><b>Riley:</b> (trying to play it cool) Nope. You can ask him out.<p/><b>Maya:</b> Ok.<p/><b></b> Maya starts to walk towards them. Riley stops her.<p/><b>Riley:</b> No don't do that.<p/><b></b> Maya grins.<p/><b></b> Eric walks on stage.<p/><b>Eric:</b> Welcome to the third annual St Upid Picnic basket auction. All the donations will go to---<p/><b>Maya:</b> (screaming) Getting a new name for this stupid town.<p/><b>Eric:</b> No, Moesha. (Scratches his head) Now I forgot where the money goes. Oh well. Let's start the auction.<p/><b></b> Eric starts auctioning off 15 baskets. The next one is Riley's.<p/><b>Eric:</b> Next basket belongs to my niche, Riley Matthews.<p/><b></b> Riley and Farkle look at each other. She nods. Farkle smiles.<p/><b>Eric:</b> We'll start with a $100.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> (raises his hand) 100.<p/><b>Eric:</b> Do we have 101?<p/><b></b> A man raises his hand.<p/><b>Man:</b> 101.<p/><b>Riley:</b> Oh no. Its Charlie Gardner.<p/><b>Maya:</b> (In a 50's voice) Cheese Soufflé.<p/><b>Riley:</b> Now's not the time.<p/><b></b> Farkle looks mad.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> 102.<p/><b>Charlie:</b> 103.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> (gets angrier) $500.<p/><b>Charlie:</b> $501.<p/><b></b> This keeps going until-<p/><b>Farkle:</b> $5000.<p/><b>Charlie:</b> I'm done. (He walks away)<p/><b>Riley:</b> (Mouth hangs open) Did he spend that much money on my basket?<p/><b>Maya:</b> No, he spend that much money on you.<p/><b>Riley:</b> I can't let him pay that.<p/><b></b> Farkle walks to the stage with a check and picks up the basket.<p/><b>Lucas:</b> Isn't that your life savings?<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I still have money with me, but it's not a lot. But I think she's worth it.<p/><b>Lucas:</b> You just met her.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I think I found that special girl.<p/><b>Lucas:</b> How do you know?<p/><b>Farkle:</b> ( Smiles at Riley) I just do.<p/><b></b> To be continued...<p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p>
Two Prompt Tuesday #13

Prompt: I can’t promise to fix all your problems, but I can promise you, you won’t have to face them alone. 
Word Count: 1045
Warnings: Language, mention of child death, drinking. 
A/N: This was not my original idea for this week’s 2PT, but that one took on a life of it’s own and will be posted as a separate one-shot. Hope you all can still enjoy this!

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this-extra-hour  asked:

So I just saw your tags about your "evil headcannon about why Anders never uses his birth name", and now I'm really curious?

They’ve been living in the old Amell Estate for about eight months the first time he gets called “Hawke Amell.”

It’s a party, one of the many tedious affairs the not-quite-so-recent Fereldan immigrant barely tolerates for his mother’s sake. It’s strange to him, still, the… everything about this. Living in this grand, picturesque Estate, the cobwebs and remnants of the slavers they’d “evicted” some time back, his mother telling him stories of her childhood before her elopement and the fall of the Amells and never quite remembering not to turn to make sure Bethany and Carver were listening, too.

At least it agrees with her, in some ways. She seems like a woman ten years younger, sometimes, falling back into old half-forgotten habits and distractions from the emptiness of the family home. But it’s only that sometimes, most times, he misses Lowtown, the farmer turned refugee smuggler turned noble still feeling more at home in the Hanged Man than in the place he hangs his metaphorical hat. He doesn’t like these people, whispering sotto voce about their horrendous journeys through Lowtown, how unsafe they felt forced to deal with the masses for some trinket or another, flanked by guards and servants, and all Hawke can think is all the times he’s walked to visit Fenris or Merrill to keep them out of the gaze of the Hightown guards, Aveline’s influence or not.

He doesn’t like this, living the life set out for him by a grandmother he’d never met as if his mother’s 22 years with a mouthy Chasind apostate had never happened.

So he laughs - the genuine, startled noise a rare sound from the sarcastic, bombastic rogue - when he hears the name, not even knowing where to begin to correct the man and not entirely sure he wants to.

There are worse names than “Hawke,” really.

Still, perhaps he should have seen it coming when he asks late in the tavern one night, a few ales and entirely too many months of wondering -

“So what sort of name is ‘Anders’, exactly?”

“What sort of name is ‘Hawke’?” Anders tosses back, leaning his head on a hand and shooting a smile perhaps a little too like Hawke’s own for him not to have realized in retrospect, but Hawke’s always been too curious for his own good.

“One that everyone started calling me, I’d like to point out,” he counters.

“Does it bother you?” Anders asks.

“Not particularly,” Hawke says with a shrug. “I rather like it, actually. That no one can talk to me without bringing my disreputable apostate father into things.”

“And here I thought you just hated your first name,” Anders says.

“Is that the story behind yours?” Hawke asks. “Is it something embarrassing? Eugene? Hubert? Pubert?”

The mage laughs, then goes quiet, brows knitting briefly as he stares into his tankard of ineffective ale. “It’s… nice, sometimes. Owning what they call you. Making it your own. Isn’t it?”

Hawke nods in agreement, quiet for once, and watches as Anders shrugs before taking a long drink.

“Besides. Some of us were named after our fathers in the first place.”

anonymous asked:

Seriously, I like really really really need some fics with Stiles cooking/baking/just making food in general. Like any fics with Stiles making food that taste good. He just needs to be good at it. Like no "Stiles-can't-cook-for-his-life". Please please please please



Mixing Bowl Mixup by Marishna

1,033  I  No Werewolves, Communication Failure

General Audiences

Derek’s only in this stupid class because of his sister. He’s really not a dick.

Cookery by MissDizzyD

1,825  I  Stiles is Master Chef, Established Relationship

Teen and Up  I  Part 4 of the Warm and Real and Bright series

“You have to know how to cook spaghetti before you can make a carbonara.”

Derek asks Stiles to teach him to cook so he can ‘be worth something’. Stiles has some serious words with Derek’s ego, but gives in anyway.

the way to a man’s heart (is through his stomach) by orphan_account

2,870  I  Stiles is the Iron Chef

Teen and Up

He doesn’t wait for a response before he continues down the hall to go to the kitchen, which is probably for the best because Isaac kind of freaks out because fucking hell, Derek isn’t just moping.

He’s pining.

Cupcake Wars: Supernatural by Sourwolf and Stilinski (Kitsune_Moonstar)

4,282  I  Cupcake Wars, Supernatural RPF (No Tagged Pairings)

General Audiences

Stiles knew that going on Cupcake Wars could change things for his bakery. Especially if he wins.

Kiss the Cook by idyll

5,004  I  AU-Cooking, AU-Human

Teen and Up

NOTE: Stiles doesn’t actually butcher Derek’s recipes.

Derek’s a professional chef, and Stiles is a blogger who butchers his recipes.

The Beacon Bean by SPCMRose

5,681  I  Blind Stiles

Not Rated

He’s blind. His mate is blind. Looks like Derek will be relying on his stunning personality to win him over. Derek is so screwed…

AKA: Derek’s back in Beacon Hills, and decides to head out for a coffee. Stiles is blind, and Derek’s found his mate.

Stiles is a baker~

Food for Thought by Lunabell_Marauder_Knyte

12,427  I  Mpreg, Established Relationship, Mates, Fluff

Teen and Up

It starts out with Stiles stress-cooking and having too much food. It evolves to Derek’s wolves seeing Stiles as more as Scott’s human-walking-Wikipedia and actually seeing him as being a caring being who feeds them real food. It turns to actual friendship, and the caring Stiles is doing is not unseen by Derek…he just tried really hard to ignore it. Key word being tried. His wolf though…has other ideas.

That was a few months ago. Christmas is almost here, the wolves are clingy and protective, Derek’s freaking out because he’s going to be an actual father, not just a pseudo one. And Stiles? Stiles is baking his famous gingerbread man(wolf) cookies, which Scott swears that taste like Stiles’ best hugs when you bite into them.

I Should Have Known by jadebrycin2116

14,262  I  3/3  I  Rich Derek, Relationships

Not Rated

Derek is a billionaire living in New York City, whose girlfriend of 8 years has just broken up with him. His personal assistant, Lydia Martin, decides to hire a chef who can supply him with decent comfort food and in saunters Stiles Stilinski, a young chef looking for a decent job. Stiles doesn’t expect to catch feelings, but it’s practically impossible. If only Derek wasn’t still wrapped up in Kate. After a failed attempt at winning her back ends with Stiles waking up in his boss’ bed, he’s potentially ruined everything. There’s no way Derek Hale could ever see him like that, but yet, he’s still left with these feelings that he can’t just cook away.

Bones Straining Under the Weight by weathervaanes

15,645  I  Deaf Derek, AU-Human


One of Stiles’ favorite things about life is Derek Hale’s food blog. He never expects to meet the man in person.


“Derek,” he says again, and the name feels very strange on his tongue. “You don’t mean Derek Hale.”

His professor’s eyebrows reach up, eyes widening. “You read his blog?”

“Uh. Worship. Would be a better more descriptive word. That is Derek Hale?”

Jimmy chuckles. “Good-looking guy, huh?”

“You mean to tell me the Food Network hasn’t snatched him up to dethrone everyone else from daytime TV.”

Jimmy smiles a small private smile. “I don’t think TV is his medium.”

Stiles raises an eyebrow. “Shy?”

The man laughs heartily at that. “No, I wouldn’t say that. He just has particular forms of expression, like eyebrows and chili powder.”

You can get anything you want (at Stiles Restaurant) by Akabit

17,179  I  8/8  I  Werewolves are known, Slow Build

Mature  I  Part 1 of the Stiles Restaurant series

No one goes hungry at Stiles Restaurant. From vampires to vegan localvores, Stiles enjoys the challenge of meeting any any set of dietary requirements with tasty and environmentally conscious options. When the surviving Hales return to town, Stiles has to balance running his restaurant with negotiating territory for Laura Hale’s pack. It would all be much simpler if everyone in the town was happy about the new arrivals, but Beacon Hills has a complicated history with supernatural rights. Stiles knows things are getting better, but that doesn’t make them easy. Especially because Laura’s brother is confusing and attractive.


Stiles serves supernaturals super and wonders when his life became a Portlandia sketch.

You Got Us An Ornament by TheRealNightTempest

18,044  I  Love Confessions, Fluff, Christmas Cookies

Not Rated

With the Pack out of town for Christmas and his dad and Melissa on the honeymoon they never had, Stiles plans to craft his way through the holidays to distract himself from being alone. When he realizes his plan isn’t as fun by himself, Stiles turns to Derek Hale to help him out as the only other miserable guy left in Beacon Hills at Christmas.

Or the one where Stiles loves Pinterest and forces Derek to help him bake ten different cookies and break out his hot gluing skills. There might be heaping amounts of feels. You have been warned.

Words To Me by Nier

23,332  I  18/18  I  Slow Build, Fluff, Banter

Teen and Up

[Sat 11:29pm]

Ugh. Fine. Favorite food?

[Sat 11:31pm]


[Sat 11:32pm]

That is so fucking helpful dude.

[Sat 11:32pm]

Shut up.

[Sat 11:33pm]

There are a bunch of Cheetos. Pick a damn flavor.

If anyone asks, Derek will make sure to double check the number next time he texts. He’s just lucky Stiles isn’t a wanted criminal.

Cupboard Love by mklutz

32,682  I  2/2  I  Domestic, AU-College

General Audiences  I  Part 1 of the Cupboard Verse series

He’s carefully balancing the sandwiches and the two biggest tupperware containers he could find that both had functioning lids when the front door opens and he almost drops everything right there in front of the stupid fountain.

If that’s Derek Hale, he’s definitely not a mountain man.

Recipe for Love by Hale-Stilinski (SweetFanfics)

51,652  I  AU-Human, Romantic Comedy, Magic


Here’s the thing. While Stiles owns and is the head chef of his mom’s restaurant, he’s not that great at cooking. He knows this, Scott knows this, the few loyal customers that come in on a daily basis know this.

So why the hell had he boasted to that smug, devastatingly gorgeous businessman he’d stumbled into at the morning market that he could whip up some Crab Napoleon without sweating a drop?

(A Simply Irresistible AU)

Can’t Take the Heat? by Ilovesocks_24

55,425  I  15/15  I  AU-Human, UST

Teen and Up  I  Part 1 of the Carbonara Mondays series

“Hi, I’m Stiles, and what I have for you today is…”

“Stop, just stop.” Grumpy Eyebrows interrupted. “That is honestly the worst looking Pasta Primavera I have ever seen. I don’t even want to eat it, it looks so bad.”

Stiles narrowed his eyes. No one insulted his creamy bacon carbonara without even trying it. And no one insulted his creamy bacon carbonara after they tried it either.

“It’s actually a Creamy Bacon Carbonara, asshole,” Stiles snapped. “And for the record, it’s supposed to look like that.”

Or the one where Stiles is a new sous chef at Full Moon Steakhouse and Derek is the Gordon Ramsay of all head chefs. So of course they fall in love.

Okay, I generally hate self-promoting like this but, um, this fic also has Stiles cooking in it:

Derek Needs Somebody With a Human Touch by nerdfightingwhovian

1,145 I  Future Fic, Way too many references to Spice Girls, Fluff

Teen and Up

Stiles is cooking and humming. Then Derek makes fun of him, so Stiles starts singing the song. Little does he know, Derek knows exactly what he is singing.

Okay, I hope you like these fics and they’re what you’re looking for!

Love and internet hugs,

Fluffy Wolf

Day 1 - Christmas Shopping

Pairing: Eren/Mikasa, Shingeki no Kyojin

Setting: Modern Day AU; Where Mikasa and Eren grew up in the same house

Words: 2909

Rating: K+ (Light Language)

Notes: Happy first day of December! If any of you remember from last year I like to do the 25 Days of fics for the holidays :3 I rotate between 5 pairings but of course up first is my OTP of OTPs. I also did something a bit different this year; in addition to the prompt, I added a Christmas song to each story whether for context, actual prompt or just mood ^^


All I Want for Christmas is You

Eren immediately regretted coming to the mall with Mikasa the moment he stepped in. Okay, really it was driving through the traffic just to get to the mall and finding a parking spot but he was giving it the benefit of the doubt at that point. The area was so packed that he didn’t even know how he was gonna get to a store let alone in it, not to mention his vision blinded by the green, red, gold, and silver Christmas decorations and Christmas songs blasting over the speakers. Needless to say he was feeling far less festive than this mall was apparently.

“Is it even December yet, Jesus,” he grunted shaking some snow off his jacket.

“It’s the first of December, therefore this is actually acceptable now.” Mikasa gave him a smile before grabbing a hold of his arm to lead him through the crowds.

“I’m pretty sure it’s the only time Mariah Carey is acceptable.”

“Eren.” Mikasa was trying to be serious but he heard her laugh.

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anonymous asked:

[#my first ~novel~ was about a boy who was in love with his best friend and then he DIED and became his best friend's guardian angel] you can't say things like that and not mention the title of the book! that's just cruel!

IT’S INCREDIBLY FLATTERING THAT YOU CALLED MY WEIRD OLD STORY A BOOK! I don’t think it even had a proper title. it literally existed in my head/in a notebook on my shelf. 

I can actually still remember pretty much everything about that story and those characters (read: so I’m gonna fucking talk about it). I can ALSO remember how unbelievably trite and terrible it was. and blasphemous. and really, really queer. I loved it. it was so #me. 

according to the front of this 8ish-year-old notebook, it was called ‘A Boy, Lost’ which is exactly the kind of thing Young Me would have been infinitely into. I probably came up with half this shit while listening to Patrick Wolf’s Lycanthropy, being superior and misunderstood and staring out of the car window at the rolling mountains on the way to my auntie’s wishing I was a fucking faerie. (I can’t even bring myself to not spell faerie like that. I haven’t changed. I am still this trash child.)


while I was flicking through this mortifying notebook I found a folded-up till sheet from one of my first jobs, on the back of which I had scribbled a bit of writing while I should have been cleaning out the minging coffee machine or something, and oh my god. it was long enough ago that I can actually put it up here for yous to laugh at with me, but I am just not chill enough to not hide it under a cut, because, again, oh my god:

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You're My Mission (1/2)

Co-written with thexlostxgirlx

Summary: John Smith, better known as the Doctor, was given a mission: assassinate the Vitex Heiress, Rose Tyler, in order to take revenge on her father who was responsible for the destruction of London. [Nine/Rose AU]

Rating: Teen

Word Count: 3811

Note: This project grew out of a prompt that thexlostxgirlx recieved (x). I then wrote a part two to it which shares the title of this fic (x). Then Sam and I decided to join forces and write the fic that is now in front of you based on our ideas. Knowledge of those is not necessary for this fic, they were simply inspiration. There’s also a graphic in the mix made by Sam.

It was the job of a lifetime.

That was all John Smith could think when he was handed the photo of his target. Rose Tyler. Daughter of Pete Tyler, head of the Vitex dynasty – the business that had nearly destroyed London. Even now, nearly ten years later, the city was still in ruins, parts of it uninhabitable.

Of course, those who had been lucky enough to benefit from it all were living in the lap of luxury, without a care in the world. For them, life was good.

John Smith was not part of that group.

He pocketed the picture with a grim smile. It would be his pleasure to take out the only heir to the Vitex fortune.

The next few weeks were spent casing his target, following her everywhere she went, getting to know her routine. For the most part she seemed every bit the spoiled brat she must have been. Shopping with her mother every other day, attending lavish parties thrown by government officials and the other people fortunate enough to still have money in this day and age. And of course she had a bodyguard with her at all times. It made getting a clean shot incredibly difficult. She was never alone.

But John needed to get the job over with eventually. His employers were starting to get impatient.

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