i hope you like them anon

anonymous asked:

Can you make a list of fics where Derek or Stiles or both are kicked out of the pack and they decide to go together? Like say Scott kicks Derek out but Stiles seriously disagrees and leaves with him. Thank you, I hope it doesn't sound confusing

Here’s a few. - Anastasia

Originally posted by tilldeathdousart

this city’s gonna break your heart by faerielissa

(1/1 I 779 I Not Rated)

A mix for an alternate universe where Derek and Stiles decide to leave Beacon Hills, to get out before it can take anything else from either of them, so they can build a real life somewhere else. It’s not perfect, but they’re safe and they’re together and that’s what matters most.Created for the 12 Days of Sterek 2015 fest.

New Start by pyrodaggers

(2/? I 3,552 I Teen)

Stiles decides that it’s better he leave Beacon Hills for his own sanity - and his life. It just so happens that Derek is on his way to New York and Stiles is determined to go with him.

A new start is what he needs and he was going to get it.

I’ve Been Everywhere With You by Leslie_Knope

(10/10 I 65,551 I Explicit)

“Dude, you should totally come with me.”

“What? Like on the road trip?“

“No, come with me. To Austin. Get out of Beacon Hills.”

Derek paused. “What?” he asked again.

anonymous asked:

Hawke waking up to find fen gone and gets worried but like gets up and finds fen cooking him breakfast

I’ve done something like this before, so I hope you don’t mind if this doesn’t quite meet the prompt. Hope you enjoy it anyway! Thanks Anon!

Fenris cursed as he brought the bread out of the oven a little more singed than he would have wanted. He juggled the loaf between two hands, lost it, and sent it skittering to the floor. It was retrieved quickly, brushed off, and placed on a waiting plate.

The eggs were still runny. Fenris prodded them, and they slid around his spatula. The bacon was browning nicely. The coffee – well, maybe it was supposed to look like that.

Fenris was aware he had many talents. He was an intelligent man, could pick up the nuances of a language or a task with ease. But cooking was not something he had a lot of experience with. Danarius had never required it of him, and when he was on the run he had hardly had time to concern himself with the way something tasted, so long as it filled the gnawing ache of hunger in his gut, and didn’t take too long to prepare. It had not occurred to him that this lack of experience would prove an issue when he set himself to his task this morning.

He didn’t know how long Hawke must have been standing in the kitchen doorway watching him, though a part of him did appreciate the fact the mage made a noise to alert him to his presence before he stepped up behind him, big arms wrapping, warm and tight, around his torso. Fenris was still glaring at the uncooperative eggs when he felt the brush of beard against his neck, and lips against his earlobe. He shivered.

“Looks great.”

“Don’t lie to me.”

“I wondered where you went.”

Flash of guilt that sent cold down his entire body. Fenris prodded at the eggs again. He frowned. “I apologize,” he said. “I – failed to consider that it might worry you to wake alone.”

“I trust you,” Hawke said. “Please don’t apologize.”

“But - ?”

“But I’m glad you’re still here.”

Fenris grunted. Hawke was silent, simply holding him, his cheek pressed to his hair. He released him without a fight when Fenris made to move. When he turned he found the man wearing only his (open) robe and his hideous smalls, his hair a riot.

“I suppose you slept well?” Fenris asked.

Hawke’s smile was a little crooked. He said, “Best sleep I’ve had in years.”

“Me too,” Fenris answered.

Hawke’s smile grew. It was a rare sight, on that stern face. It made him look years younger, like the man he might have been once, before the Blight and Kirkwall had taken their toll. There was something ruggedly beautiful about him, even in his ugly underthings.

“You made me breakfast?” Hawke asked, like a boy receiving a present.

Fenris said, “I wanted to thank you – for last night. For this week. We can go to the bakery if it isn’t edible. I – don’t know what I’m doing.”

Hawke reached for him again. His hands pushed through Fenris’s hair, brought his chin up, so he was meeting his eye again. After a moment, Fenris felt that flash of insecurity pass. He shared Hawke’s smile. The fabric of the robe was thick and soft when Fenris grabbed the lapel to pull Hawke closer. The mage came to him easily, bending his head over him, pressing his forehead to Fenris’s own.

With difficulty, Fenris said, “I want to spend the rest of my life like this.”

Hawke, still smiling, answered, “I think that can be arranged.”

Fenris tugged him closer. Hawke’s lips only brushed his for a moment before he pulled away, frowning.

“Do you smell something burning?”

The eggs were done.


Arvis, Halloween!Jakob, & Sigurd Phone Wallpapers

Requested by: @psychedellicjellyfish
Such beautiful boys! ♥ Thanks for the request and I hope you like them ^u^

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Alone: A Theo Raeken Imagine

Request from Anon: I would like to request “alone” if that’s okay 👀

So, here’s this one! (N. B. I do not condone cheating in any way at all, just to clarify). I hope it’s okay for you lovely, enjoy x 

Said he tried to phone me
But I never have time

Y/N had two main men in her life; her boyfriend being one of them. The other one was the man she loved, Theo Raeken. He was the reason she was never to join him on dates at the weekend, the reason she almost always missed the phone calls from him. 

“I called you at the weekend.”

“Oh, sorry. Had too much work to do.”

It was then that she’d look up to see Theo smirking at her from across the cafeteria, knowing he’d heard the whole conversation. She’d smile at him, a glint in her eyes that drove him insane. 

So, they’d be seeing each other again tonight then?

He said that I never listen
But I don’t even try

“You’re not listening to me, are you?”

“Hmm,” Y/N replied as she nuzzled into Theo’s neck, placing kisses over every inch of skin that she could get to. She was far too engrossed in his body to pay attention to his mind. 

The chimera looked down at the naked girl draped across him. She was like some sort of goddess, put on this earth just for him. But she wasn’t just for him; she was for him too. 

Jealousy was a strong word. Hatred an even stronger one. But the strongest of words was not aimed at her boyfriend, it was aimed at her. 


I got a new place in Cali but I’m gone every night
So I fill it with strangers so they keep ‘em alive

“You are coming tonight, right? House party, remember?”, Y/N’s boyfriend was by her shoulder, placing a chaste kiss on her cheek after speaking. 

“Of course, how could I forget?”

She pretended she was excited, for his sake. But, in truth, she had planned on cancelling and just calling Theo over. She needed a distraction from high school life, and he served as the perfect solution. 

But that would have to wait. 

She showed up at the party that night, expecting another dull night where she pretended to like the people that she had to deal with. 

She hadn’t quite expected to find her boyfriend talking with Theo Raeken.

She said she told you she knows me
But the face isn’t right
She asked if I recognized her and I told her I might

He saw her when she walked in, the look of complete shock on her face when she saw him making him smirk. 

She probably thought that he was spilling her secrets. Well, why shouldn’t he? He was tired of being second best, tired of being her distraction, tired of being with her but feeling so alone. 

“Hey, Y/N. This is Theo. Theo, this is my girlfriend.”

She adopted a smile so fake that it made Theo sick. As much as he was angry at her, he hated seeing her having to be someone she wasn’t. Someone she hated. 

“I think we have Biology together, right?”

“Right, yeah I think so.”

See, everywhere I go I got a million different people tryna’ kick it
But I’m still alone in my mind

Another half an hour passed before Y/N finally got to speak to Theo alone. 

“What the hell are you doing here?”

“Last I checked, Princess, it was an open house.”

“You know what I mean.”

People swarmed around them, all of them probably too drunk to think anything of the conversation that was happening between the two lovers. This was what parties were to Y/N; people who needed an excuse to have company, after spending too much time inside their own heads. 

It wasn’t long before the conversation got heated.

I know you’re dying to meet me
But I can just tell you this

“Are you going to tell him? You know, about us?”

Theo sneered; it was just like her to assume the worst about him. Why should she be different from anyone else? He hated that she felt that way, knowing that really she was just as damaged as he was. 

“Why would I do that? Wouldn’t want to hurt your feelings now, would I?”

“What the hell is wrong with you?”

“I’m tired, Y/N. I’m tired of being your distraction, your second choice. I’m tired of watching you with him, knowing that all I am is your dirty little secret. I want more with you, okay?”, it was perhaps the first time in his life, Theo Raeken had ever felt as if he was begging to be with someone. Normally, he was on the receiving end of that. 

He sighed. It was now or never. 

“I love you.”

Baby, as soon as you meet me
You’ll wish that you never did 

That night was the beginning of something almost miraculous between Y/N and Theo. A year on, things had only got better. 

Of course, on hearing those words, Y/N had broken up with her boyfriend who claimed that he wished he’d never met her. His drunken state had turned into someone with ferocity, causing Theo to punch him in the face. 

They were happy, they really were. They had a relationship together that no-one  could compete with. 

They were in love. 

They were no longer alone. 


Hopeless Fountain Kingdom Masterlist

anonymous asked:

Could you maybe make some hcs about how Werner Werman would act around his crush (reader), please?

Werner Werman and his crush (the reader) headcanons!

- He seems pretty normal on the outside around his crush, acting as he normally would with any of his friends. 

- However, this is just because he’s good at acting. In reality, he gets really nervous around his crush, but he refuses to show it because he doesn’t want to embarrass himself.

- Only occasionally he’ll give compliments to his crush or presents to them, but he tries to keep it as quiet as possible. He wants to show affection, but not too much.

- Maybe one day he’ll have the courage to tell his crush about how he feels, but at the rate he’s going, it’s likely not soon.

I do hope you enjoy these, anon!

- Mod Cuphead

bigfootbait  asked:

Hi! I was curious if you guys could post some unhealthy relationship sterek. Sorry if this is kinda vague but sort of like where either one or both of them is bad. Iol of it doesn't work out then no problem. I love your tumblr!!! Thanks!!!! Xoxo


Anonymous said:Hello! Do you have any more recs for sterek in an unhealthy relationship? Preferably something like untouchable by tugela54? Where stiles is in love with derek but derek appears to be in it just for the sex? Thank you 😘

We got ya, @bigfootbait​ and anon. - Anastasia

Originally posted by ohhdylanobrien

hope is our four letter word by uknightedfederationofplanets (orphan_account)

(1/1 I 2,105 I Mature)

Stiles feels entirely worthless after the death of his mother, and an old habit comes back after a chain of events. 

Maybe by MellytheHun

(1/1 I 11,474 I Explicit)

my fave overheard on campus moment of all time was the two guys who sat behind me in pop culture theory

as class was starting one of them was like “so… do you want a blowjob after this” in a rly bored voice, and then the second guy was like [pause][dejected sigh] “yes”

Stop Crossing Oceans by howl-to-the-wind (greenleaf)

(1/1 I 11,570 I Mature)

“There are no absolutes, Scott! No hard rights or hard wrongs! The world doesn’t fucking work that way and we can’t afford to think like that, because people are going to die! We signed up for that the moment we got involved with all this!”

“We? We?” Scott hisses. “Don’t you think you? Don’t forget that you’re the one who dragged us into that forest the night it all started, Stiles. So if it’s anyone’s fault, it’s yours.”

Something inside Stiles cracks, so strong and so deep that he practically hears it.

all else perished by keskasi

(1/1 I 11,778 I Teen I MCD)

There are only so many times a person can fall before the world becomes a vertical blur. Life, Stiles has found, is much the same way. There are only so many times a person can be born, live, and die before the epochs start to smear into one long, eternal day. Or night, as the case may be.

Because I Liked It by TriscuitsandSoup

(8/? I 13,331 I Teen)

Serial killer AU where Derek has Stiles turned into a vampire so he has an excuse to kill without the pack turning on him.

Derek needed to kill, Stiles needed blood. There was an easy solution to the problem.

The Price by theroguesgambit

(5/5 I 18,452 I Mature)

Stiles must surrender the most important thing in his life to protect the town… and no one can figure out what it was.

anonymous asked:

I doubt they’ll ever talk about their significant others... given how some are, they’ll probably be attacked for it like other idols and actors have been in the past. If they do, I hope the fans can accept them. It’s their private life and if they’re happy with them then all I can hope for is for is that they feel happy, loved and are treated with respect.

Who knows,one day they might. And like you said, I hope people accept it and respect them and that they are happy for them.They already share a lot, let’s be real, we shouldn’t be greedy.

anonymous asked:

I hope that uso ask doesn't start drama it's just so annoying that when these yt ppl come on the scene everyone wants to throw these talented ass poc under the bus & act like they're the only important ones. I'm not saying you have to be a fan of the Usos bc I don't care for the bucks honestly, but you're not gonna talk shit about the Usos & put them down to uplift some yt boys. Those fans are so unnecessary & that's exactly why ppl don't like them. They do the most, you can be a fan but chill.

“…you can be a fan but chill.”

Anon, I completely agree both The Usos and The Bucks are talented and bring their own skills to the table. Remember when people threw Naomi under the bus when she became champion? Or even when Jinder won a championship? (There’s others that I’m sure of but those are the first two that come to mind from recent memory). 

None of them have to be your fave but none of them should be disrespected because you feel as though a white athlete is better. 

late night stozier

aaah anon i apologize this took so long! i hope you enjoy! these are kinda messy bc, you know… sleep, but, here ya go :)


1. “Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.”

It had been a couple weeks since the losers killed It, and none of them had truly gotten over it. (In reality, they never would). But nevertheless, some of them were better at hiding it than others, like Richie.

Richie didn’t have the best home life to begin with, but after It, it only got progressively worse. He began having night terrors- waking up screaming every night, only to get his ass beat by Wentworth for waking up Maggie and the hounds outside.

However, he kept it to himself. So much that, while at Stan’s, he fell asleep watching a movie, not thinking twice. Stan, of course, didn’t mind- because wow, Richie finally shut the fuck up for once. He continued watching the movie, letting Richie lay on his lap. They were friends, nothing more.

About twenty minutes after Richie drifted off, he woke up again. It was not pleasant. His whole body was trembling and covered in sweat, and he screamed like he had gotten stabbed.

Stan jumped up, startled, staring at him for a moment before rushing to bend down in front of him. He grabbed Richie’s arms and held them down so he would stop moving so much, and Richie stared at him.

“You’re okay, you’re okay,” Stan said, staring into Richie’s eyes. “What happened?”

Richie hesitated before answering that. “It… It had me- us- in the sewers and my parents were there and… and.. they were gonna-“

He couldn’t finish the sentence before bursting into tears.

Stan blinked, staring at Richie as the tears streamed down his face. “Richie..” He muttered, his grip on his arms only tightening. “Hey, hey… Calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.. how ‘bout you stay with me? For a little while?” Stan offered, staring at Richie in desperation.

Richie looked up slowly, wiping his eyes so he could see, and looking right back at Stan. He nodded.

They shared a moment of silence, just staring at each other with trust and love.

They were friends, nothing more.


2. “You can’t just sit there all day.”

(this one is uhhhh… nsfw be warned)

“Richie, if I have to tell you one more goddamn time to get up-“ Stan yelled, storming out of their bedroom to the kitchen. Stan had earlier denied Richie’s request of making cookies, so Richie planted his ass in front of the oven and did not plan on moving.

“What? What are you gonna do?” Richie smirked, crossing his arms as he looked up at his boyfriend. Stan shifted under his gaze.

“I can do everything down here. I can even.. jack off,” Richie said, watching as Stan’s face turned red.

“Richie we-“

“What? You don’t wanna see me jack off?” He snickered, and Stan huffed, looking back down into Richie’s eyes. He couldn’t keep his eyes there for long, however, as Richie slowly began trailing his hand to his crotch, palming himself through his jeans.

Stan could feel himself start to get hard, and looked away again. “Richie- you can’t just sit there all day,” He squeaked, but Richie was having none of that.

“Why not, Stanley? Unf, oh-!” He moaned, slowly shifting to unzip his zipper and push his hand into his boxers. Stan looked back at him, his own hand trailing to the bulge in his jeans. Richie was rutting his hips up in the air, moaning under his own touch.

“Stanley, get down here and maybe I’ll think about getting up- ah! Fuck!” He moaned, and Stan couldn’t help but comply.


17. “Good thing I didn’t ask for your opinion.”

Stan Uris hated Richie Tozier. Well, he really didn’t, and he hung out with him almost every single day, but he hated him in math.

Richie was smart, smarter than Stan, and he hated it.

It was a normal day. The two of them shared math together with Ms. Snow, and sat directly across from each other. Stan payed attention, Richie did not.

“So, Richard, what is X?” Ms. Snow asked, noticing Richie wasn’t paying attention very well, as per usual.

“X is the same as Y. It’s a double negative. You just multiply the Y in standard form.” Richie responded, not even looking up at the board.

Ms. Snow huffed, and continued on with her lesson. She couldn’t very well punish a kid for being right.

After class, Stan and Richie walked out front together.

“You know, Rich, maybe you should start to actually pay attention to your classes.. you’re not gonna be hot forever.” Stan said.

Richie just laughed. “You think that’s what it is? My attractiveness? It’s called being intelligent, Stanley.”

“Yeah, well, I just think that-“

“Good thing I didn’t ask for your opinion.” Richie said, cutting him off as he turned down a hallway to meet with Eddie.

Once again, Stan was too late.


60. “Are you going to talk to me?”

Richie hadn’t spoken to Stan since Thursday. He had caught him and Bill making out under the bleachers, and he hadn’t had enough courage to see Stan after that.

Truth is, he’d probably cry.

Richie was trying to walk home as quickly as possible so none of the losers spoke to him. That didn’t work. Stan cornered him.

“Richie. Are you going to talk to me? Like, ever?” He asked, and Richie shook his head, staying silent.

Stan huffed. “Is this because of Bill?”

It took Richie a moment, but he eventually nodded. Stan sighed. “We’ll I’ll have you know he’s a fantastic kisser and I like him so I- Richie? What’s wrong?”

Richie had started to cry, his sobs almost uncontrollable. “I’m in love with you, idiot.” He sniffled, pushing Stan away so he could leave.

They didn’t speak after that.

anonymous asked:

Hey Asy. I'm the anon that sent the ask about a toxic friend a few weeks ago. Well we had a bit of a fight and I told him i think he's a toxic friend. He yelled at me after that and we haven't spoken since. But I still feel like I'm in the wrong and feel horrible about possibly ending the friendship. Was it right to end it and is it normal to feel so shitty about it?

There have been a couple of toxic friend anons so I hope I don’t mix you two up! From memory I was very concerned about his behaviour, and I do think you were right to bring it up with him. I typically advise people to bring up poor behaviour with friends in a non-confrontational and calm way, because otherwise they’ll just think you’re saying that to insult them and hurt them, and not listen to your complaint seriously. It may have been a mistake to say it in the middle of a fight. 

HOWEVER. That doesn’t mean he’s not toxic or that you did the wrong thing in calling him on it! Yes, it’s normal to feel awful and guilty after you friend-dump someone, even if you haven’t done anything wrong. 

If you’re really struggling with it, I’d encourage you to see a counsellor or other therapist to discuss your issues so you can come to a place where you feel comfortable that you did the right thing and move past the guilt. 

anonymous asked:

hey, hi. it'd be too long to tell you the secrets i'd want to share. so, instead, i want to tell you that i appreciate what you do for all the anons here, you're like mama bear to all of them, giving advice to those who probably don't get many irl. i love and appreciate you and i hope something good comes your way very soon. :)

You’re very, very sweet and kind to say this <3 Thank you so much and I hope you know I’m always here if you need a friendly ear *hugs you tightly* <3

himmelskys  asked:

In all honesty, I would like you to write all of them... But how about number 27 for the drabble prompt? Thanks, babe! 😘

Anonymous said:Ok, number 27 please!

Anonymous said:27 ? ;) 💕

Thank you, anons and H! I hope you’re all happy with it. <3

27. “That’s not yours.” (193 words)

“What are you doing?” Isak asks and looks like he can’t really believe what he’s seeing. “That’s not yours.”

Fuck. Even freezes, is stuck there with Isak’s phone in his hands. It looks so bad, and he doesn’t know what to say to make it seem like he wasn’t snooping.

“I thought it was mine?” and fuck, why is he so bad at lying?

“Try again,” Isak says, a bit more serious and takes a step into the room.

Even swallows, knows he has to come clean, but it was supposed to be a surprise. He reluctantly hands over the phone to Isak, knows defeat when it’s staring him in the face.

“I wanted your mom’s number, so I could invite her to your graduation party.”

Isak frowns cutely. “But I’m not having a party.”

“Ah, well…. You kind of are.” Even smiles, cheeks flushing.

Isak stares at him for a few long seconds, before his face breaks out into a huge smile.

“I didn’t see anything,” he says, puts the phone on the bed and leaves.

Fuck. Sometimes it just hits Even how perfect Isak is. He’s never been more in love.


Prompt me with one of these short sentences to do a short drabble of 100-200 words.

EDIT: there’s only a few left that hasn’t been prompted, but if you want to I’d love to drabble them as well. The ones left are: 5, 8, 12, 18, 24. Thank you!! <3

anonymous asked:

i feel like i should tell you stan, because i relate to you the most and maybe you could help..i’ve been sad lately and i just don’t know how to combat that? like i’ve tried my favorite activities but it just doesn’t work. any advice?

(i’m answering this in ooc because this hit way too close to home.

talk to someone. anyone you feel comfortable with. tell them that you’ve been feeling sad and just.. talk. i hope that you feel better soon, anon ♡

- not stanley)

anonymous asked:

Prinxiety request Virgil is a greaser and Roman is this rich preppy guy who thinks he's better than everyone especially that poor greaser kid virgil. They end up having to do a school project which isn't good for them because while they argue it's really for them to cover up there feeling for eachother. You can decide the end

Prompt: (Above)

Warning(s): Cursing, arguing, mention of a knife, hurt/comfort 

Author notes: Aaaahhh!! Sorry this is so late! But I really like this idea :) I hope you enjoy it! 

Virgil stared wide-eyed at the board, as he gazed upon the assigned groups upon it. He had gotten assigned with Roman. Which, normally wouldn’t have minded Virgil, expect two small details. Roman and him were huge enemies. But, Virgil was head over heels for him. Virgil slowly got up, stalking over to the teacher.

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