i killed a man for this cheesecake

foxpaws10  asked:

I check your blog obsessively and ive just realised I don't actually know a lot about you ? Like, what are your hobbies, what do you look forward to at the end of the day, what shows do you watch, do you support any sports teams, what food would you kill a man for, what's your favourite animal(s) , what music do you listen to, any inside jokes with your friends, what's your family like, what's a normal day like for you , do you have any nicknames, what are you attracted to in a person ? xx

wow if you want me to instantly fall in love with you ask me strange and wonderful personal questions and also compliment my blog like… uh….. 😍

I guess I’ll take this one question at a time?? I hope that’s okay? what’s the protocol for talking about myself is this thing on

hobbies: lots of artsy obnoxious stuff I love writing & reading & playing piano/flute/guitar/uke/singing & painting & acting I basically only use one side of my brain tbh

I look forward to: putting my hair up which seems weird but I have so much of it and my favourite moment in the day is tying it back and feeling like my brain is free?? I also look forward to cracking a coke zero and checking my notes on tumblr.com and uhhh napping

shows: holy shit…… all. of them. recently I’ve been catching up on sense8, the get down, skam s4, brooklyn 99, voltron. plus I always adore x-files and buffy. I’ve had the obligatory teen wolf phase, doctor who phase, shameless US phase… got dumped headfirst into haikyuu and yoi last year, etc etc 

sports teams: i don’t know anything!!!! literally nothing!!! I respect their right to have that ball and do that running but i.. super don’t care. also here in saskatchewan everyone’s like football!!! hockey!!! football!!! hockey!!!! and im honestly just here to watch a guy get punched on ice

food to kill for: fresh homemade bread my guy……. better than anything on this earth….. also some really good nachos?? yeah. cheesecake?? ye S. thai food? YES

favourite animal: okay don’t laugh……. it’s a fox it’s been a fox since I was eight years old

music: it’s very um eclectic. tame impala & panic! & altj & decemberists & lorde & top & arcade fire & sufjan stevens & mother mother & the mountain goats & frank ocean & the front bottoms & mac demarco & hayley kiyoko bc I am gay and punk and trying too hard but ALSO so many soundtracks! httyd & cloud atlas & sinbad are some of the best scores ever devised by man. so many musicals. lately more bts than you would……….. believe

Inside jokes: idk where to begin w the shit me and ben talk about but I’ll tell you that my group chat was called ‘omega too god’ for a while bc my friend misspelled ‘omg too good’

family: just very good. I’m so ludicrously lucky. my parents are accepting and silly and delightful – doctors & part-time musicians & full-time good people. Both my brothers are big weirdos and I love & fear them. James writes music and talks way too much about sci-fi or board games or astronomy or w/e & his mouth gets him into sooo much trouble. Stubborn as FUCK & won’t hecking listen to me but he means so well. Chris is a real certified genius I’m not joking his IQ is well above 160 and he just turned down the opportunity to go to Oxford or Cambridge for his masters in physics bc he’s focusing on research?? i guess? He’s good at everything but he’s also humble and sweet and strange and fumbling (I’m so proud of him I can’t see straight)

A normal day for me: right now it’s summer and I haven’t landed a job yet so it goes: get up LATE, go for coffee with a friend or my mom, have a lil walk, do some writing, sometimes I go volunteer at the LGBT2+ community centre where my buddy works & look after some youth, make some food, run some errands, learn lots. maybe go out in the evening, maybe retreat to my cave and write some more until it gets dark and I remember to eat. collapse into sleep at 3 am

nicknames: my family calls me Meg or Megs! dad used to call me Meggie Muffin but we don’t gotta talk about that. my name is boring and difficult to adapt wcyd

attracted to: good talkers. sweethearts who are free w affection and good vibes. sense of humour is critical bc I like to be surprised & heard & laugh. people who are accepting and genuinely kind are definitely the hottest people. if they’re smart musicians w curly hair or smth that’s a bonus 😎

Fic: Monster Patrol

A few months ago, dressedupinlights and I set up a little giveaway to thank our respective followers and the winners earned themselves fic and art based on the ship and scenario of their choice. I’d like to congratulate our first winner, cantpoisonitout who gave us an incredible prompt featuring a little baking and a whole lot of daddy!klaine. Enjoy!

Thank you to tchrgleek for the beta!

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“Oh! Watch the eggs!” Kurt says, as Blaine threatens to tip the carton off of the counter. One corner waggles precariously over the edge, but Blaine catches it with his hip and turns back to his bowl that contains little more than cream cheese and sugar.

While Blaine starts the cheesecake proper, Kurt takes on the crust and raspberry sauce. He’s always preferred to run around the kitchen, manning three stations at once, while Blaine would prefer to focus on one essential element of the dish. They make for a lovely matchup, when it works, and today they’re in fine form. Kurt presses and molds, Blaine stirs, and their daughter, Tracy Lynn, stares at the bowl of unused raspberries like a dying man at an oasis.

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Pitch Perfect {Sentence Starters}
  • "Not a good enough reason to use the word 'penetrate.'"
  • "I set fires to feel joy."
  • "Look, just so you know, I'm not a total nerd. I also happen to be super-into close-up magic."
  • "Well... sometimes I have the feeling I can _______, but then I think, mmm... better not."
  • "No, I'm not drunk at all. You're just blurry."
  • "Even though some of you are pretty thin, you all have fat hearts, and that's what matters."
  • "I can't concentrate on anything you're saying until you cover your junk."
  • "I should have taken that cardio tip more seriously."
  • "Whomp, there it is!"
  • "Well, that's an unfortunate name."
  • "You're really drunk right now. I don't think you're gonna remember any of this."
  • "I'm gonna kill him! I'm gonna finish him like a cheesecake!"
  • "Yeah, I did! And yet, maybe I didn't, because I got hit by flying Mexican food."
  • "I think I have something that could help us."
  • "I have a feeling we should kiss. Is that a good feeling or an incorrect feeling?"
  • "Excuse me b*tch, you don't need to shout."
  • "Nothing makes a woman feel more like a girl than a man who sings like a boy."
  • "That's not a real word but keep trying. You. Will. Get. There."
  • "I've wrestled crocodiles and dingoes simultaneously."
  • "Leave it. It fuels my hate fire."

yf0725  asked:

Please update the college!au? I love your blog. I check in everyday for my daily fix :D

everyone needs their daily dose of sterek

How to Stalk a Werewolf by Guede (1/1 | 19,289 | NC17)

Stiles advertises for someone to help with sex magic. Derek answers. It goes downhill from there.

Prequel to How to Bag a Werewolf; you don’t need to have read that to follow this.

Suck Face by Lollette (1/1 | 1,511 | PG13)

“I’m friends with Scott,” he said.

Stiles rolled his eyes. Of course he was. It clicked into place.

“So you are a heartbreaker. He’s told me about you, you know.”

“And you get into trouble,” Derek finished, pleased. His hands were on Stiles’ hip and chest, fingers gripping just slightly. Stiles downed the dregs of his drink and rattled the ice cubes.

Or: making out, rock shows, hot weather, and one night stands. Sorry we missed your set, Scotty.

Stoners in Love (with Mary Jane) by deafmusiq (1/1 | 2,304 | NC17)

“Why do you always get first hit?” Stiles laid back on Derek’s bed again after taking the proffered blunt.

Derek took a moment to reply, his hands getting busy with the next joint before he exhaled, a large plume of smoke floating from his lips. “I get first hit because I rolled. Because I actually know how.“

don’t let your mind speak louder than your heart by ericaismeg, foxerica (ericaismeg) (1/1 | 4,727 | G)

He shuts his apartment door behind him and hears Scott say, “I found him like this.”

“What are you–?” Stiles turns to see Derek sitting in the middle of the living room floor. Pages and pages of Stiles’ handwriting scattered around him. He doesn’t move for a couple beats.

His initial reaction is to run and hug Derek. Fuck, he’s missed him so much. But he can’t because Derek found his letters.

Property of Derek by WyldeWombat (1/1 | 2,599 | PG13)

Prompt: “You can’t get tattooed drunk, come back in the morning and if you still want my name on your ass we’ll talk” AU

Stiles and Scott just graduated college. Stiles may or may not have had a little too much to drink, and he may or may not have dragged Scott into a wolf-friendly tattoo parlor to get tattoos, where he may or may not have encountered a gorgeous tattoo artist who should really just put his name on Stiles.

Yeah. That happened.

Something about books and their covers by countrygirlsfun (1/1 | 11,554 | PG13)

Derek is enjoying the nice weather on campus by eating lunch outside on a bench. This semester he got things organized so he not only has a lunch break between classes but he has over an hour to really enjoy it. He’s just biting into his turkey and avocado sandwich when he smells something…remarkably enticing.

It doesn’t take long for Derek to see what the source is either.

The Sweetest Sourwolf on Campus by Batwynn (1/1 | 5,007 | G)

Stiles is the most annoying person Derek’s ever met in his entire life.

That’s not really an excuse to be such a jerk, but he can’t help it, something’s weird about this guy.

[College AU. Freshmen Stiles. Werewolves ]

the universal language by Anonymous (1/1 | 5,458 | G)

One of the best things about the house he lived in was that it qualified as an optional-meal plan house, meaning that its residents had the option of cooking at home or buying a meal plan with the coop. While Stiles had opted to do all his own cooking, Sunday brunches were offered free of charge to everyone so he always took the opportunity to sleep in and then mingle with other co-op students at brunch.

Hey, why turn down free food, right?

The mind-numbingly Hot Grad Guy who could also be found at the cafeteria every Sunday had very little to do with why Stiles returned, okay?

…Fine, maybe he had everything to do with why Stiles came back every Sunday but if anyone asks, he will stress that it was for the waffles and tater tots.

Simple by fandomobsessed (1/1 | 2,657 | R)

Who knew that complicated could turn out to be so, well, simple?

When It Rains… by HaleHole (SweetFanfics) (1/1 | 7,147 | G)

“When I said you should make a move, I did not mean resort to petty theft.”

Derek tries not to cringe and fails spectacularly. Good thing no one’s around to see it. He stares down at the blue umbrella he’s twirling around in his hand, specifically at the tiny blue bird charm dangling off the handle and grumbles, “It’s not like I planned this, Laura.”

aka that au where Derek accidentally takes Stiles’ umbrella and tries to return it to him.

That Diner Outside School Campus by m_number24 (1/1 | 5,659 | PG13)

Every other Saturday, two students would visit this diner. They’d sit together, face to face, on that table two spaces away from the jukebox and literally beside the store’s enormous glass window.

They were like any other students, really.

But for the workers of Vernon’s, they were the most difficult to figure out.

(5+1 fic)

Legally Stiles by redhoodedwolf (7/7 | 15,393 | PG13)

Stiles took a moment to think this over. If he got into Harvard, he could win Lydia back. He’d show her how smart he really was, and that he was willing to go that extra mile for her to win her love back.
"Okay,” he breathed, feeling a large weight settle on his shoulders. “Let’s do it.”
Scott cheered. “Awesome, dude. Let’s go make the LSATs your bitch.”

How To Improve Your Sex Life in 18 Chapters Or Less by sourpatchwolf (4/? | 10,055 | NC17)

Sitting in Psych 213 on the first day of school, one annoying asshole named Stiles sitting on his left, and the cousin of his ex-girlfriend as his professor, Derek Hale realizes this is going to be the worst three months and thirteen days of his life.

Maybe by MellytheHun (1/1 | 11,474 | NC17)

Tumblr Prompt:

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”

You look like my next mistake by Vendelin (1/1 | 15,194 | PG13)

“So, are you dating someone new? Someone who doesn’t mind that you’re frigid?” Kate cocks her head to the side, smiling as though she just asked him about where he bought his shoes.

His entire body sighs in defeat as his shoulders grow square. Just as he opens his mouth, someone comes up to stand beside him, snaking an arm around his shoulders. When he glances to his side, expecting to see Isaac, his brain seems to malfunction. Because it isn’t Isaac. It’s Stiles Stilinski, the lacrosse talent of the year, a senior who Derek has seen multiple times from far away, but never ever talked to.

In which Derek is a nerd jock, and Stiles is a frat guy, and Derek falls for him even though he knows he shouldn’t.

over the creek by orestes (1/1 | 6,647 | PG13)

“Two grown adults living together, and we can’t even keep our fridge stocked.” Stiles shakes his head. “That’s pretty bad, isn’t it?” He’s twirling the pen between his long fingers, and his chin is propped up in his other hand, a lazy smirk on his lips. “We’d be the first to die in the apocalypse.”

Take only what you need from it by runphoebe (1/1 | 3,550 | NC17)

Derek, sometimes, likes to get lost in his head; sometimes he likes to drift there, entangled in the empty spaces between his thoughts because the world is an overwhelming place, even more overwhelming for Derek, and being in his head is easy. Easy as letting his eyes slip closed around the edges of a distant thought, as translating the rush of sensation, the physical realities of his body into nothing but nerves firing restless in his brain, then into nothing at all.

Stiles and Derek spend most of their time grading freshmen chem lab reports and sometimes film themselves having sex for money.

A Realistic Average by lazarusthefirst (1/1 | 13,308 | R)

Derek scanned the leaderboard. It was written in tiny white on black writing, but Derek could just make out Cora’s username “LittleWolf” underneath what looked like a combination of digits and an alphabet sneeze.
‘Who the hell is “St1l1nsk1”?’

White Chocolate Cheesecake by Loslote (1/1 | 2,068 | G)

Stiles shivered when he felt a rush of cold air. He turned around to see a tall, broad, extremely muscled man in a black leather jacket step in amid a flurry of snowflakes. The man’s stubble and dark hair framed piercing hazel eyes. He held his hands in his pockets, and he glared out from beneath thick, furrowed eyebrows. His eyes landed on Stiles and pierced right through him as though Stiles were the only thing standing in between this man and his coffee, and Stiles gulped and…yep. Knocked over his coffee.

“Can I…Can I help you?” Stiles asked, dropping his textbook on the counter and dabbing at the coffee stains on his flannel.

“Sixteen ounce white chocolate cheesecake mocha,” the man said after glancing at the menu board. His voice was higher than Stiles had expected, and softer. He smiled, and as his eyebrows lifted, Stiles could have sworn he heard a choir of angels burst into song. “Hold the whip, please.”

Talking loud, talking crazy by Ladynight (1/1 | 5,421 | NC17)

Stiles, in the other life, must have been the worst super villain/kill kitties for fun kind of person, because really, that is the only explanation for why, why in god’s name he had been doomed with the most grumpiest roommate of all. Freaking. Time.