making himself at home

ok so the thing about tps is that all along we’re lead to believe that it’s about vengeance and death and loss - and it is. but overarching all that is something more tender. it’s about coming to terms with surviving your loved ones, not avenging them just so you can finally join them in the ground. it’s about the possibility of an ‘after’ and finding home. frank castle’s story has always been about identity and that’s why it means so much that he can choose to stay alive, make a new home for himself as someone who isn’t defined only as 'father’ or 'husband’ or 'marine.’ all those things are parts of him of course!! but by staying alive he’s giving himself the chance to grow and be defined by new things as well. I just love him so much and I’m so proud of how far he’s come.

I won’t go into how karen fits into all this because we could be here for ever but SHE REALLY REALLY DOES.

56th Street - Peter Parker

request -  Hey, could you do a story where the reader (who doesn’t really know Peter but maybe they go to the same school?) finds one of Peter’s backpacks that he left behind and tries to find him to give it back to him? And maybe that happens more than one time and reader tries to solve this backpack mystery? Hope you can work with this messy idea, your blog’s name somehow gave me the idea.

a/n - this idea made me so happy!!!! (for obvious reasons LMAO) i tried to show his more dorky side in this fic and i’m sorry if it failed, but don’t forget to request a peter parker/spider-man fic if you’d like and follow!

I was walking down 53rd street, headphones in and heading home straight from work. I decided to take the short way home through a small alleyway, but was stopped when I almost tripped over something.

What the hell-” I thought to myself, looking down to see a small backpack. It seemed as if it was left here since the sun was going down and everyone was starting to head home for the day. My eyes then caught onto the zipper was broken from the side down.

Parker.” I huffed in my mind, recognizing the faulty zipper. This had marked the third time that I’ve found his backpack within the last month. Peter and I had never spoken to one another outside of Chemistry, and I never understood why he would be rushing out of school so quickly. Every time I found his backpack it would also be in the same place too, which I found odd.

I zipped his backpack up and looked at the tag on one of its straps.

20 Ingram Street.” I typed into my phone, slinging the backpack around my shoulder and following the directions that radiated off of the screen, luckily not being longer than a 10 minute walk.

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cute couple things — p.p.

summary : extended dating peter would include… ft. a bunch of random thoughts i had about peter being a cute soft boyfriend !!!

  • reads your favorite books and memorizes lines from them that he can sneak into conversations to make you smile :)
  • it’s v hard for him to not look at you when he’s with you he just always wants to be looking at your face
    • “it’s, like, really hard to stop staring at you”
    • “huh?”
    • “you’re so pretty i can’t stop looking wow”
  • lights up !!!! when you walk into a room even if he’s just seen you two minutes ago and you were only in the bathroom for like a second
  • kisses you all of your face whenever he can just infinite amounts of kisses pressed across your cheeks and your nose and your eyelids 
  • he doesn’t really do nicknames like he’s not a darling sort of person
  • if he’s gonna call you anything it’ll probably be babe/baby/pretty girl or something of that sort
  •  (i started the pretty girl trend on the low don’t @ me)
  • sometimes you call him bro and he gets so offended 
    • “listen,,, peter,,, bro,,,,”
    • y/NNNN i’m not bro!!!!!!”
    • “k bro”
    • “you’re the worst” 
  • his face resembles that of a disgruntled pouty kitten whenever you call him bro
  • in school he taps his cheek lightly while facing away from you until you give him a kiss there and does that periodically throughout the day until MJ throws a pencil at him
    • “peter enough she’s kissed you like fifty times in the past twenty minutes haven’t you had enough”
    • “it’s never enough”
  • hands down gives the best hugs ever!!!! sweetest, softest, warmest hugs that you never wanna leave and they leave you a blushy mess for hours
  • nerd who tells you that you’re prettier than any star in the sky
  • will fight for your honor even if it means getting punched in the nose by one of flash’s bigger friends because flash won’t take on peter himself
    • “fuck peter why would you even call flash a giant dick??? like i know he is one but why would you ever you know his friend is like some sort of mutant tree”
    • “he said your butt was nice i can’t just let that sort of comment slide babe it’s unacceptable”
  • always knows he can rant to you about science bc you actually listen!!! and you care!! and you ask questions and you make him SO HAPPy!!
  • asks for permission to do everything
    • “hey would it be cool if i held your hand right now”
    • “yes of course”
    • “oh awesome!”
  • you send him selfies and his replies vary but they’re usually along the lines of
    • “oh my gosh you’re so cute i’m coming over”
    • “i love you you angel let me kiss you tomorrow”
    • “wow i have a real liFE ethereal as the love of my life i love the world”
  • sends a goodnight/goodmorning text every day with each heart emoji he can find 
  • his entire recently used section is just different colored hearts and rainbows and sparkles because he uses emojis obnoxiously
  • he’s convinced that the worst thing in the world is having to leave you after a long day of hanging out on a saturday or something
  • will 10/10 complain for hours to may about going home because he’s not with you anymore and he’s clingy
  • you’re his best friend and he’s not afraid to scream about it
    • “my best friend is dating me!!!!!!! i’m so lucky i love them so much” 
    • “peter we know”
    • “well now you know just a little extra all right?”
  • wishes you were able to fall asleep in his arms more often but you’re still young and he’s like oh well we have forever to do that
  • you insult each other all the time basically but??? you both love it banter is everything
      • “penis parKER flash is clever tbh”
      • “you’re such a little shit i’m actually going to fight you”
      • “seriously i dare you put your fists up now”
  • if you post a selfie and he doesn’t like it right away you’ll text him seven times in a row hinting that he should go like and comment 
  • texts at four am about random conspiracy theories or weird facts that only you two would find interesting 
  • shoulders = pillows on the train/bus most of the time
  • he is such a slut for having his hair played with ngl
  • it makes him so happy n calm he could lie like that, with your fingers just raking through his hair, for hours on end
  • he’s never felt more at home than when you’re sitting with him at his kitchen table eating mushy mac and cheese that he tried to make himself because may wasn’t home to help him out as you playfully make fun of him for ruining pasta
  • listens to ed sheeran songs with you because he’s an ed lover honestly and every song makes him think of you
  • hand massages when you’re cramping up after long tests or in class essays that leave you super stressed n anxious (fuck u ruby thx for the idea that murdered me n my soft spirit)
  • knows how to settle you nerves better than anyone else and vice versa
  • puts his hands on your cheeks before he kisses you 
  • you always joke about spidey in class and no one gets what you’re saying but he does and freaks out
    • “that’s a sticky situation”
    • “y/n” 
    • “don’t worry i found that on the web
    • y/n
    • “do you think spiders are men
    • “oh my gOD”
  • he doesn’t care at all if you take one of his sweaters or all of his sweaters he just gives zero fucks you could take them all and he’d love you for it 
    • “here take this one too”
    • “peter i have too many and it’s almost april”
    • “but you’d look so cute in this one” then he pouts and you’re a goner
  • peter writes you tiny notes in class that are his weird thoughts and ramblings and feelings but you save them all and put them in a memory box
    • there was one and it said here’s a concept : you have a bright future ahead of you, and i’m there. i like that concept.
      • you did, too
  • watches every cheesy romantic movie on netflix with you not just because you want to, but because he does too and he can’t help it that’s just how it is 
  • matching ugly christmas sweaters at christmastime because peter parker is an annoying headass and refuseS to go anywhere without one during the holiday season and if he’s wearing one he’s making you match
  • super spidey strength allows him to give you piggy back rides all throughout manhattan when you guys head to the city 
  • makes you kiss him in the rain even though there’s water up your nose and your hair is matted to your forehead 
  • one text makes your heart go !!!!!!!!! because that’s your boy!!!!! and you love him so much because he’s a lovely beautiful person that deserves the world !!!!!
  • making out is rarely super fast n intense like it’s still intense but you go slowly and you can make out for hours without a c are in the world
  • makes sure his hair looks nice before he goes out on a date with you
  • tells you that he loves you and that he’s happy you’re a part of his life as often as he can manage 
  • just wants to love you unconditionally forever
  • texts you at 11:11 every night and says something cheesy as fuck like “you’re my wish tonight babe” or “11:11 is always for you” and sometimes he’ll @ you on snap and you’re like wow we’re That couple 
  • but honestly???? you don’t care that much he’s so cute
  • knows your order at every restaurant/fast food chain/coffee shop imaginable and if he happens to pass by a mcdonalds or dunkin donuts while he’s swinging around queens he tries to pick something up for you 
  • you love his eyes you could probably get lost in them they’re gorgeous
    • “peter your eyes are so lovely i hate you”
    • “aw i love you more babe you say the sweetest things to me”
  • you think his smile is the prettiest thing ever
  • and when his face scrunches up when he’s super happY???? amazing you kiss him immediately everywhere and he gets so flustered and he giggles and tries to squirm away but not really
  • cause he loves it
  • and he loveS YOU
  • i love my boyfriend goodnight to all

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tootall77hc  asked:

What are some of your favorite post-cannon fics?

Thanks for these requests! I hope you enjoy these as much as I did!

Originally posted by juminss


Post-Canon/After Season 1


Safety Hazards in St. Petersburg by lucycamui, Explicit, 3.7k
In which Yuuri moves in with Victor in St. Petersburg and Victor discovers just how distracting living with him can be. I LOVE THIS FIC SO MUCH OMG

The Comeback by heartsdesire456, Teen, 10k
Victor’s debut for his return to competitive skating, the European Championships, arrives, and Yuuri tags along to support his husband as he fights his nerves to overcome his fears and share his love of skating with the world. LOVE!

The Different Types of Warmth by BeautyButterBae, Explicit, 8.1k
When Victor drags Yuuri out of their apartment on one of the coldest days St. Petersburg has seen in a while, Yuuri is far from pleased. Victor promises to replenish the body heat they’ve both lost. Yuuri is far more pleased with that. Fun!

Get A Room, Just Not This One by chellethewriter, Mature, 8.1k
Five times that Yuri Plisetsky walks in on Yuuri and Viktor being grossly affectionate… and one time that he doesn’t. Takes place in St. Petersburg, post episode 12. Yurio is basically their son and I love it!

Home by Kurenaito, Teen, 46k
Three years after the series, Yuuri has retired, and he and Viktor live in America. It’s no secret that Viktor likes to make impulsive decisions. Cute adoption fic! Bonus angsty Yurio..

185/120 by RC_McLachlan, Gen, 1.1k
Yuuri begins training in St. Petersburg and Yakov is shook. So fluffy and quick!

Born To Make History by BeautyButterBae, Explicit, 9.2k
Some mornings were like today, where Yuuri sat up in their shared bed, only watching as Victor Nikiforov – the man he had married only a few months earlier – slept peacefully, still disbelieving that all of this had happened, that it was real, that he got so lucky. They’re married and I can’t breATHE THIS IS SO GOOD 

Gushing and giggling about a kitten by apieformydean, Gen, 1.7k
Ever since Viktor and Yuuri got married two months ago, Yuri somehow ends up staying with them rather often. It was once a week first but now he spends more time in their apartment than at Yakov’s. It is much easier this way, he tells himself. The reason he stays there is to get to the ice rink earlier and to eat their food. I REALLY LOVE THIS FIC WITH ALL MY HEART

On Our Love by LiaoftheDawn, Mature, 46k
The fic where Victor thinks he’s doing the right thing, manages to disappoint all the Yuris in his life, and still everything works out at the end. Very angsty. Thumbs up!

Next Level by ghostystarr, Gen, 3.1k
In which Yuuri and Victor settle into their new life in St. Petersburg. THIS IS SO FREAKING CUTE AND FLUFFY CAN YOU HEAR ME SCREAMING

Morning Breaks in Saint Petersburg by neomeruru, Explicit, 4.5k
Yuuri moves in with Victor in Russia and makes himself at home, with some help. HOT!

the clavicle-snapped wish by astoryaboutwar, Mature, 6.5k
The sun glints off their twin gold bands, the band strikes up their first dance, and together, they follow each other into the rest of their lives. WEDDING FIC OMG

What’s Mine Is Yours by GooberFeesh, Teen, 1.4k
Yuuri starts to wonder how anyone could ever hope to have such expensive taste, but then he remembers that the apartment belongs to Victor Nikiforov, five-time gold medalist and living legend, and everything makes sense. (Victor is so extra but Yuuri secretly loves it)

stammi vicino by sunshinehide, Gen, 1k
It’s moments like these where Yuuri realizes how lucky in love he is with Victor. SO fluffy and cute!

Nerve Endings by Phyona, Explicit, 64k (WIP)
When Yuuri moves in with Victor in St. Petersburg, they have to work through Yuuri’s anxiety and Victor’s secrets to find their balance. One of my faves!

The First Time With Jeon Jungkook

Originally posted by jengkook

Genre : Fluff, romance,comedy,implicit language,sexual innuendos
Pairing:Jungkook x reader
Length: 29K words
Summary : This is a series based on all of your first times with jungkook, from your childhood till adulthood

PART 1 PART 2 PART 3 PART 4 PART 5 PART 6 PART 7

PART 8


Tell me your thoughts in the comments and ask box :)



THE FIRST TIME YOU CONFESSED TO EACH OTHER

2 days ago, Lusty&Nancy Bar, L.A, 00:42 AM

The scent of alcohol and smoke was heavy as Jungkook was drinking his last shot of martini before collapsing on her lap. She chuckled as she ran her soft fingers through his raven hair. Those majestic looking lips, that gorgeous nose and long lashes, could drive any girl insane at his sight, but only one girl could drive the latter over the edge. He untied his tie as he dropped it on the cold ground before making himself at home, sleeping on her lap. Jungkook was never completely drunk, but had this tendency to collapse at random moments and wake up randomly just to take off his clothes. He sniffled a few times before grabbing onto the soft hand that was caressing his ears.

“I missed you….” he murmured half coherently “…Y/N”

The girl’s face fell into a scowl as she heard your name coming out of his beautiful lips, one more time. Every time, it would be the same story. He would hit her up, they would talk for a few hours and he would end up drunk, sleeping on her lap. Who was she? His business partner Park Sooyoung. Tall, brunette, pretty and a bright future ahead of her. She made heads turn by her presence only. Being a year older than Jungkook, she often talked informally to him even if he was her superior. She never had any feelings towards the boy, but she couldn’t help but feel irritated every time he mentioned your unknown name before casually sleeping on her lap.

“Y/N… I really wonder who she is, for turning him into a mess” she sighed

“Sooyoung-ssi” Jungkook’s eyes suddenly sprung open “Do you think she still remembers me?” he unbuttons the first buttons of his dress shirt “Sometimes, I keep on wondering… if she actually cares about me?”

“Jungkook, I would like to give you an answer but—“

“It’s Mr. Jeon for you” he pointed at her before erupting in a fit of giggles “We’re still workmates remember?”

“Right… only workmates” she clenched her fist

“Mr. Jeon sounds like a sexier title as well. Right? How about Director Jeon?” he ran a hand through his hair before crouching his shoulders “That’s supposed to be my future title…” he grabbed her hand in his “Do you think I can do this?”

“I think the question should be: Do you want to do this?” she replied in a heartbroken tone

“You are right…” he laid his head back on her lap “What do I even want?” he laid the back of his hand on his forehead “I just want to go back home” he felt a tear slipping from his eyes

“Should I bring you back home?” Sooyoung smiled at him

The word home had a different meaning in Sooyoung’s suggestive context

….

Today, Dorms at Seoul University, 12:32 PM

You were sipping on your lemon tea as it was the start of a new semester in your area. You and your friends were about to have a blast for the last remaining weeks of summer before tackling another stressful term. It might’ve been your second year at Seoul University, but you never felt more than welcomed whenever stopping by campus. You’d usually go back home during the summers and get back to the dorms during the school year, but this year it was quite different, as you had to get back to the dorm earlier. Something about a change of roommates was occurring in your department. The dean’s daughter made a fuss about wanting to change rooms so they had to rearrange the rooms. Knowing that you were the only scholarship student in the residence building, they chose to make you move out to make more space for the new tenant.

“That little brat, I swear to god, she’s so spoiled and idiot” Jimin groaned as he watched you pack your belongings

“Don’t say that, Jimin” you nudged his arm “I mean, she does have a right to do this. She’s still the dean’s, one and only daughter.”

“Doesn’t change the fact that her IQ is lower than Hoseok’s grades. I despise people of her type the most”

“Why do you hate on her so much?”

“Because she ruined your summer! You had to get on a 3 hours train ride to pick up your stuff Y/N. Why can’t you realize that she’s an annoying brat? She purposely made you move your ass from your vacation break to come in town.”

“She probably didn’t mean it that way! I actually decided to drop by in advance, so stop it” you patted his arm

“Still doesn’t change the fact that you need to leave your room” Jimin rubbed his temples “Damn you, stupid Park Chaeyoung”

“I always thought she had something for you though…” you raised a brow at him “Like a tiny crush?” you winked

“W-What?! Whoah, that’s the best joke I’ve heard in a century” Jimin flushed a slight tint of red “Girls like her are what I want to avoid the most.” He scoffed “In the last two years I’ve lived on campus, I never saw a girl as whiny and as spoiled as her. Do you realize that her majesty has a personal slave that holds her goddamn haute couture Gucci bag? Even Taehyung who owns the whole Gucci collection doesn’t do that kind of shit”

“But still, she asked nicely” you replied “It’s her last year before leaving for Ireland. That’s the least I can do to help her, as a student”

“That’s the problem with you Y/N” Jimin pointed at you “You’re way too f*cking nice to be real.”

“Come on, it’s just a room” you rolled your eyes

“You’re moving to the science department dorms! Do you realize how creepy most of these guys are?”

“I always thought they were brilliant though “you grabbed your clothes “Namjoon Sunbae is such a cutie. He was the best T.A I ever had in my years here”

“Namjoon is an exception, I’m talking about the weird guys who are in the engineering department. They always become weird as f*ck around finals.” Jimin sighed “They apparently become crazy because of their work load. Take Yuta for example! He didn’t even last a semester in there! He gave up halfway and changed programs” He sighed “These poor beings.”

“Oh, are you talking about those weird rumors of them being perverts? The boys who are taking engineering at Seoul U, are cute though, well that’s what I always thought” you commented “They’re not crazy”

“Okay yes, they seem all normal, but that’s because you’re a girl. They won’t show you their real nature” Jimin pressed his back on the wall

“What about you? Mr. Psychology. Stop digging too far inside my brain with your manipulative talks” you stared at him

“What are you talking about?”

“Why are you so concerned about me, talking to the boys in engineering?” you raised a suspicious brow “Is it Jungkook who told you to look out for me, again?”

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dating jeon jungkook.

- laziness

- lots of laziness packaged into one relationship

- “jungkook, can you pass me the cereal please?”

- “um,,,, do you not see,,,,, it’s five feet away from me? ur fresh outta luck”

- y’all don’t do SHIT sometimes

- the boys will call up like we’re coming over okay! we love you be ready!

- and they walk into the house and jungkook is in just sweats and there are old chip bags everywhere and you have some popcorn and a book and a blanket and the tv is running but the remote is like on the floor twenty feet away

- “oh hey guys”

- they’re used to it honestly

- and all the SHENANIGANS

- the first time namjoon EVER used the word hooligans

- you and jungkook pranked him and put salt in his milk (lmao so hardcore)

- and he just :) 

- “get out”

- “this is our apartment-”

- “OUT you hooligans”

- y’all get noise complaints called on you ALL The damn time

- jungkook finds it funny to fucking scream if he loses mario kart

- no joke he always chooses daisy and he’s surprised when he loses

- and before you know it you got three letters taped to your door telling you to shut the fuck up and just let the kid damn win next time

- but ur last strike was because of sex rip

- speaking of

- EVERYONE TRYNA SAY JUNGKOOK DADDY DADDY DOM DOM!

- HAVE YOU SEEN THE BOY

- the boy RUNS from women 

- if u a guy u in luck jungkook prob daddy dom then but on the other end

- he may look like a sex god but he awkwardly huddles in the corner of an elevator when a woman walks in so

- SO THAT BEING SAID THE BOY IS ACTUALLY PROBABLY A SWITCH LOL

- definitely more submissive tho this boy is DTF and he will literally melt at your fingertips

- not too vocal but really likes to let you know how much he’s truly enjoying it because this boy gets INTO SEX LIKE WOW

- sweaty forehead, heavy breathing, half moan-groans

- isn’t big on praise early in the relationship but he geTS INTO IT 

- calls u prince(ss) when he decides on a rare occasion to dom

- will make sure ur treated WAY before himself

- brings home random stray puppies and you just

- “jungkook,,,,,,,,, no”

- “jungkook,,,,,,,,,,,,,, yes”

- likes gfriend more than he’ll admit

- seokjin treats you two like fuckin 2 year olds

- callin you every day like “don’t forget to brush ur teeth!”

- and jungkook is so :) 

- he ignored one of jin’s calls once

- and before you know it there’s angry knocking at your door at jungkook opens the door and jin is 

- :D did you :D ignore my call?

- and jungkook goes from :) to     :    )    real quick

- likes to flex after working out and act all macho

- and then u tickle him and he’s begging for mercy

- movie marathons end in popcorn fights and lazy makeout sessions complete with falling asleep under a half-assed pillow fort

- sweetie who is a little shy to hold your hand in public but at home he’ll be so far up your ass in  a non-sexual way that has it so that people can’t differentiate the two

- gets emotional sometimes bc of how much he loves you honestly

- really sweet boyfriend overall just put up with his shit and he’ll love you forever (as will the boys)

anonymous asked:

"I bought you a cat" Bucky

I gotta admit, I died laughing when I saw this.

Originally posted by itsjustmycrazyvibe

Bucky stared back and forth between you and the small plastic crate. He squinted his eyes and tilted his head in confusion.

“Why?” He asked blinking at you.

“I went to a shelter today to do some volunteer work and I met this little guy and he reminded me of you so I got him for you.” You smiled at him.

“A cat, reminded you of me?” He tilted his head the other direction.

“Yes, he’s anti-social just like you. You guys should get along great. I even bought you a litter box and toys!” You held up the plastic bag in your other hand.

You set the crate down and opened the door so Bucky’s new little furry friend could explore the room. He poked his little black head out and looked around before gingerly stepping one paw outside then darting under Bucky’s bed.

“See, he’s already making himself at home!” You took out the supplies and set everything up as Bucky just continued to stare at you. “Have fun you guys!”

- One Week Later -

“How’s the cat?” You looked at Bucky from across the counter before taking a sip of your coffee.

“His name is Sam.” He didn’t bother looking up at you.

“Why?” You tried to hold back a giggle.

“Because he’s an asshole.” Bucky replied.

Nat spit out her coffee all over Steve as you died laughing. Sam threw his hands in the air, clearly offended by Bucky’s statement. Bucky nonchalantly cleaned up his plate throwing it in the sink before walking off to his room, Sam right on his heels.

“That’s not cool man! You can’t do shit like that!” Sam yelled.

“I’m gonna train him to hunt Red Wing next!” That was the last thing you heard before Bucky’s bedroom door slammed shut.


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Daddy Drabbles #8

- Bucky gets first aid after a mission - Based off this

Bucky sighs a heavy sigh of relief when he sees his house approaching from the car window. He turns to Steve who is writing notes in his notebook as a post-mission ritual. He had ridden home with Bucky as a promise to you, to bring your husband back in one piece. The car stops in front of the house and they both thank the driver. With heavy tired steps they open the creaking gate to your house, the early morning sun beating down on their exhausted bodies as they walk to the door. Before they can reach the door you’re barrelling down the path straight into Bucky’s arms without a word. He catches you in his strong arms a soft groan involuntarily escaping his lips. “My ribs” he wheezes out. You instantly pull away as if you’d been burnt.

“Sorry, sorry” you pull away, in the eagerness to see your husband you had forgotten the potential for injuries. Bucky smiles through the pain as you survey him. “How bad?” it was almost ritualistic for you to ask after every mission.

“Three cracked ribs, stitches on my neck and thigh and a slight concussion, not to mention cuts and bruises just about everywhere” Bucky lists off his injuries and the worry clouds your face. “I’ll be right as rain tomorrow” Bucky says as he pulls you back to him with a cocky smile wanting to hold you in his arms. You often forgot your husband and his best friend had advanced healing and your worry was frivolous in most cases.

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when they’re older, and the universe is saved, and they’re back on earth, and they’re living together as boyfriends

why do i feel like lance would be the type of boyfriend that is always being extra in public (holding the door for keith, walking on the edge of the sidewalk for keith, swinging their hands as they walk, kissing keith’s face for no reason, bragging to anyone that’ll listen about how cool and amazing his bf is, etc.) but when he’s alone with keith, it’s like even though he’s never felt more at home, somehow having keith to himself still makes him nervous, in a good way, like being alone with a high school crush

meanwhile keith, would be the type of boyfriend to play it cool in public (either smiling, laughing or rolling his eyes at whatever lance is doing, hugging and cuddling against lance a lot for no reason other than cause he wants to, maybe kissing if lance is up for it) but when he has lance alone it’s like, they’ll get home and lance will lock the door, not even getting the chance to put down his keys before keith is already up against him, grabbing at his collar, and lance has to be like ‘wwoah babe slow down’

A Different Fight

Request: Can I request a peter parker x reader where the reader has gotten into a fight with peter and peter gets a little rough with the reader (like pins reader into the wall very hard and he punches into the wall) and you can take it from there!

Warnings: HECKIN ANGSTY, it gets a tiny bit physical but it by no means shows or romanticizes abuse !! that’s not coolio !!

Pairing: Reader x Peter Parker

Genre: ANGST

Word Count: 1.5k (sorry this one ended up being a bit shorter haha)

Update: I’m so surprised at how many positive reactions this got! You guys are the best :D

Part II can be found here 


To say you had a bad day was the understatement of the century. To start off with, there was an Algebra 2 test that you were totally unprepared for and you had left about half of the questions on it blank, which definitely wouldn’t end up getting you a good grade. At lunch you went to buy some pizza only to find out that you forgot to turn in your food service money and had none left in your account, leaving you very hungry and irritated. Your locker got stuck making you late to 5th period, the water fountain was broken and sprayed all over you, and you got stuck with a burnout for a lab partner. A lot of little things started to add up and by the end of the day you were dangerously close to absolutely losing it. If anyone did anything more to bother you, it was going to send you over the edge. It just so happened that the poor soul was Peter Parker, your best friend who you had a slight crush on for a while.

Peter had told you he would come by your place to work on some homework and just hang out after school. You were really looking forward to it since he was super busy and you couldn’t see each other as often as you would have liked. You waited patiently for a few hours before settling on the fact that he had stood you up. At that point you were completely pissed off. You grabbed your phone only to see new texts from your friends. Apparently there was a party at some senior girl’s house and a lot of people were there including, to your surprise, Peter. You were more than a little hurt. It wouldn’t have been a big deal if he had just cancelled but the fact that he blew you off completely really stung.

About an hour passed before you heard a knock at your door. You answered it, finding Peter standing there with an apologetic smile on his face. Any other day you would have melted at the mere sight of him grinning like that, but today wasn’t like any normal day.

“What?” you asked brusquely. Your hands moved to your hips and you stared at him expectantly. You didn’t really know what excuse you wanted to hear, but practically all of them would have been the wrong answer.

“I came to hang out with you!” he said and pushed past you, making himself at home. “Sorry I couldn’t come sooner, I had to take care of some stuff relating to you-know-what.” You rolled your eyes. Peter told you about being Spider-Man a few months back, which explained how busy he was, but this time that wasn’t going to cut it. You had seen the pictures from the party and there was absolutely no way it involved him like that.

“Right,” you said sarcastically. “I’m sure every party needs Spider-Man there to make sure things don’t get out of control. Tell me, does Liz Allan have a thing for spandex? Is that why you ditched me?” Peter’s eyebrows shot up, surprised by your dark tone. He had never seen you mad before and it both concerned and confused him. At the same time, bringing up Liz was a hit below the belt.

“E-excuse me?” he stammered, his smile fading. “What does she have to do with this? Look, I’m really sorry I’m late but at least I’m here now so can you just let it go?”

“No, I can’t,” you said defiantly. “Don’t try to change the subject. I saw the pictures of you at that party, you can’t deny it.”

“So I’m not allowed to go to parties now?” he asked, his anger rising as well. “What gives, Y/N. Are you jealous of Liz or something? Is that what this is about?”

“I would never be jealous of her,” you snorted. “You’re trying to turn this on me, but it’s not my fault. You think you’re so high and mighty just because you swing around all over Queens in tights every night. ‘Look at me, I’m Peter and I shoot nasty ass spider juice all over the place. Tony Stark loves me and so does Liz Allan”. Seriously, it’s ridiculous.“ Your voice got louder and louder as you went, your emotions getting the best of you. Peter’s eyes dropped to the floor and he balled his hands into fists. You regretted yelling at him like that, but you refused to back down. All of the anger that had built up inside you was finally coming out, and you couldn’t stop it now.

“First of all,” he said fiercely, “I don’t wear spandex and I definitely don’t wear tights. Second, I don’t think I’m better than anyone else. I’ve never said anything like that in my life. I don’t know what your beef is tonight but if you don’t want me here then I’ll just leave.”

“Leave and go where?” you spat. “Back to Liz’s house? Fine, see if I care. I didn’t know Spider-Man was a party trick now, but it’s cool. I’m sure everyone is dying to see you crawl around on the ceiling. Maybe shoot some webs, lay some eggs? Personally, spiders have always grossed me out, but if that’s what the senior chicks are into-” Suddenly Peter slammed one of his hands onto the wall next to you, using the other to pin you back, and you were so startled that your voice caught in your throat. His chest was rising and falling, the veins in his arms and neck noticeably present.

“Stop. Talking. About. Liz.” Peter enunciated every word carefully, his eyes locked on yours. A shiver ran down your spine. This was a different Peter than your dorky and awkward best friend. He was intimidating and tough, and all of his anger was aimed right at you. Never in your life did you ever think you’d see him like this, and it scared you. You knew what he was capable of, and you wouldn’t have been surprised if he had punched a hole in the wall. His arm was pressing into your chest and it hurt. It wasn’t like you couldn’t breathe, but it was still painful and uncomfortable. You were so shocked by it, especially since Peter never touched you without asking first, even just to link arms or something. His gentle demeanor had vanished completely, and that’s when you figured out that you had really messed up.

“Get off of me,” you said hoarsely. “Get off of me right now.” Peter blinked, only just realizing what he had done. His grip loosened and he took a step back, his eyes wide and full of panic. Neither of you really knew what to do next.

“O-Oh god, I’m so sorry,” he said quietly. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to… I never meant to do that. I’d never hurt you, I didn’t want to hurt you-”

“Peter, I think you should go,” you said, tears pricking the corners of your eyes. Your breathing was uneven and shaky, and he noticed it right away.

“Y/N, I didn’t… I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he asked, almost pleading with you. He took a step toward you and you instinctively backed away. The look of pain on his face made you feel like you had kicked him in the stomach. By then you didn’t even care that there were tears were streaming down your face. You couldn’t think straight, your mind was whirling and you could hear your heart pounding.

“Peter, you need to leave,” you choked out again. He nodded slowly, processing things but still not moving.

“Are you okay?” he asked in a voice just above a whisper. “Please, just… Just tell me I didn’t hurt you at all. I swear I’ll leave right after…” You wiped your eyes and shook your head. You heard his breathing stop for a moment before he took another step backwards. He was crying too and looked absolutely broken. It was all your fault. All of this. If you hadn’t been so grumpy and jealous in the first place none of it would have happened. You told yourself over and over that you needed to apologize, you needed to tell Peter that you were alright and that it wasn’t his fault. For some reason you just couldn’t bring yourself to do it, so you stood there in silence crying as he slowly made his way out the door and out of your house.

The second the door closed behind him you collapsed onto the ground. Your sobs echoed off the walls of the empty room. There was no anger left inside of you, only regret and sadness. You didn’t mean any of the things you had said, you weren’t in your right state of mind, but that didn’t change the fact that you still said them.

Your chest ached, not because Peter had hurt you, but instead because your heart was broken.


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anonymous asked:

Platonic friendship headcanons with Levi?

You betcha.

-He’s that friend that breaks into your house while you’re out and makes himself at home.

-Favourite pass time is drinking tea, complaining about the others, and cleaning.

-He’ll drag you into working with him and organizing stuff if he knows you’re not busy.

-More than not, you come home to find him on your couch drinking your tea. 

-His favourite way to get in is through the window.

-He’s the type of person who will make you sit through eight hours of criminal minds or bones.

-He really likes watching murder mysteries and reading about them. Horror movies are a close second. He drags you into reading/watching these types of things.

-He’ll literally kick you in the ass if you’re being irrational or idiotic, or if you really need a good kick in the ass.

-Personal trainer. Now, I don’t mean he’ll square up with you, I mean he’ll being around so much and be so influencing it’ll be basically like having a personal trainer.

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Andrew shuts the door behind him and tells himself that he isn’t going out of his way to be quiet so he won’t wake up Neil. He’s starting to believe Neil’s onto something when he calls Andrew a terrible liar, but he’d never admit that to his face.

Out of spite and anger at that realization, Andrew lets his keys clatter on the table as he sets them down, along with his bags from where he was travelling with his team. He only succeeds in rousing the cats; Neil sleeps like the fucking dead.

King meows noisily at Andrew’s feet while Sir makes himself at home on the kitchen table. Andrew says “no” a few times, but the dumb things keep looking at him, so he scratches behind their ears until they sniff and go away. They got the cats because Neil didn’t like being alone when Andrew was at games and cats could more or less take care of themselves if they were gone for a day. If their schedules both meant they were gone for a few days, one of the Foxes would catsit, usually Matt or Renee. They joked that they were the godparents, much to Andrew’s chagrin.

He wondered at how domestic he’d become and the clench in his gut at the thought is still there, though it lessened a bit every day. He still woke up most days waiting for the other shoe to drop and the cats moving in the middle of the night still startled him, but he feels…settled. And that scares him more than anything else.

He walks into the bedroom and it isn’t until he’s down to his tank top and boxers and is crawling into bed that Neil finally stirs with a groan. When he sees Andrew, his face breaks into a sleepy smile and he says, groggily, “You’re home.”

His Neil isn’t usually like this. Neil’s not soft, or nice, even after all these years. His Neil screams at matches on TV and tells off reporters who dare to bring up his past in interviews. His Neil pisses Andrew off to no end by stealing the covers and letting the cats on the bed and asking Andrew to go to Aaron’s wedding when Andrew wants to throw the invitation away.

They’re not soft people; they love with all they have and fight with it too. But there are moments like this, when Andrew’s tired and something in him slips and cracks, where he lays down next to Neil and brushes his fingers over the scars on Neil’s face, the most beautiful part of him, and whispers, “Yeah. I’m home.”

YOI Fan Rec Friday

(3/3/17)

I got A LOT of great recs this week, thank you! 

If you don’t see your rec, it means that it’s going to be on next week’s list!

Rec’d by @kookyfan​:
not gold like in your dreams by ebenroot, Teen, 29k (WIP)
In which Victor and Yuuri are roommates and Yuuri has a secret.
a silver splendour, a flame by thehandsingsweapon, Not Rated, 52k (WIP)***Major character death
Both Viktor and Yuuri have their reasons for hiding the full extent of their gifts – Viktor’s been hurt before, when his own powers were used against him; Yuuri’s been warned that everyone will want his; what will happen when Yuri comes of age, and in doing so, makes two very bright stars finally cross?

✧・゚: *✧・゚:*    *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

Rec’d by anonymous:
The Weight of Gold by barrelrider, Not Rated, 13k
Yuri’s big win at the Grand Prix final poses questions about the future that he hadn’t thought to ask before. And Viktor doesn’t seem interested in answering them.

✧・゚: *✧・゚:*    *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

Rec’d by anonymous:
You Can’t Plan for Everything by RivDeV, Explicit, 123k (WIP)
Yuuri forgets that he has a scheduled heat coming up until it’s just a couple weeks away. He scrambles to get everything ready in time, including deciding whether he’ll spend it alone or with someone. Victor only wants to help.

✧・゚: *✧・゚:*    *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

Rec’d by @hellagaytbh​:
he was a sk8er boy she said see you l8er boy by bookybookworm, Teen, 13k (WIP)
pika+chu: hello friends
katsudon-yuri: ummm
katsudon-yuri: what is this
pika+chu: this, young yuri, is a group chat

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Love So Life by shamarmon, Teen, 98k (WIP)
Yuuri Katsuki was simply living his college life, teaching ice skating lessons to little kids, when suddenly his idol and champion figure skater Victor Nikiforov bursts in and requests that he start babysitting his three year old nephew, Yuri Plisetsky.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
viktor nikiforov is a nightblogger by thishasbeencary, Teen, 2.9k
Yuuri started a mental list of the small things Viktor did that annoyed him about a week after going to Russia, and texted Phichit every time he added something new.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Love Doesn’t Discriminate, Between the Winners and the Fakes, It Skates and It Skates and It Skates by TheSecretUchiha, Gen, 35k (WIP)
Yuuri opens his eyes and there’s an angry man speaking Russian at him and a crowd of expectant fans waiting for a performance by the best skater in the world.

✧・゚: *✧・゚:*    *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

Rec’d by @flyingsuits-blog-blog
a million miles from your desperate days by idrilka, xyai, Mature, 11k
Victor came to Hasetsu with the force of a hurricane and managed to make himself right at home at Yu-topia, somehow fitting into the quiet rhythm of their lives. Maybe this means that Yuuri will fit into Victor’s life in Saint Petersburg, too, against all odds or reason.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
‘Cause I’m a Taker, ‘Cause I’m a Giver, It’s Only Nature by ken_ichijouji (dommific), Explicit, 52k (WIP)
The story of how Yuuri Katsuki slept with, dated, fell in love with, and married Victor Nikiforov. Yes, in that order.

✧・゚: *✧・゚:*    *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

Rec’d by anonymous and anonymous and anonymous:
Beside the Dancing Sea by lily_winterwood, MapleTreeway, Explicit, 164k (WIP)
New York Times-bestselling author Viktor Nikiforov arrives in the sleepy seaside town of Torvill Cove to cure his writer’s block. After encountering local wallflower Yuuri Katsuki at a party, he discovers that this mysterious dark-haired man has a couple secrets up his sleeve.

✧・゚: *✧・゚:*    *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

Rec’d by anonymous:
Submission by SuggestiveScribe, Explicit, 8.1k
Viktor leaned forward, breath whispering just behind the shell of Yuuri’s ear, “If my Yuuri wanted me to submit, I would be elated to experience submission.”

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Calligraphia by emilyenrose, Mature, 2.9k
Victor Nikiforov’s Bad Tattoo Choices.
icebreaker by Cesare, Gen, 6.1k
A post-skating-retirement college scenario based on skygemspeaks’ idea about Yuuri’s college classmates learning about his figure skating career.
Decision Making Process (How to NOT to) by Bowandtie, Not Rated, 992 words
The rise of ridiculous myth surrounding Christophe Giacometti’s portable pole.
A Tourist in the Waking World, Never Quite Awake by Erushi, Mature, 5.5k
The crossover/fusion with “Inception”, in which Victor and Yuuri are on the same extraction team and share a Complicated History.

✧・゚: *✧・゚:*    *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

Rec’d by anonymous:
Call Everything on the Ice… by shysweetthing, Explicit, 43k (WIP)
Victor learns Japanese while in Hasetsu. He doesn’t tell Yuuri, and things get dicey when he overhears Yuuri and Mari talking about him in Japanese. Repeatedly.

✧・゚: *✧・゚:*    *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

Rec’d by @osnapitzhanaa:
Confessions Behind these Bruises by Gayson, Mature, 51k (WIP) ***Graphic Decpitctions of Violence
Introducing the mafia AU nobody asked for about how a cocky self reliant bachelor falls incredibly in love with the adorable sassy dancing protégée of Lilia- Yuuri Katsuki.

✧・゚: *✧・゚:*    *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

Rec’d by anonymous:
Break of Dawn by CatarinaPendejo, Explicit, 58k (WIP)
In which Yuuri is flabbergasted, Viktor is unbelievably spoiled and clingy, Yuri is pissed at everything, Yakov is completely over it, and it’s only been less than a month since the Grand Prix Final.

✧・゚: *✧・゚:*    *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

Rec’d by anonymous:
Or Just Some Human Sleep by Duskisnigh,  Teen, 2.3k
“No, thank you,” Yuuri insisted, holding the broom in front of him like a weapon. “I may be fourteen, and I may have lived a relatively sheltered life, but I am not stupid, and I’m pretty sure you’ve drugged that apple.”

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Rec’d by @caeillian:
make my heart beat out of my chest 'verse series by xylophones, Teen, 11k (WIP)
Adventures with Yuuri Katsuki, living dance legend, and his ridiculous popstar husband, Viktor “I’m Extra” Nikiforov.

✧・゚: *✧・゚:*    *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

Rec’d by anonymous:
a place on Earth, with you by melonbug, Explicit, 11k ***Major Character Death
Yuuri didn’t want to die, he didn’t want to die. And he didn’t want to die alone.
The world was ending, and they were just two souls, desperate for someone to share their final days with.

✧・゚: *✧・゚:*    *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

Rec’d by anonymous:
get inside you (and mess you up) by drowsycyborg, Mature, 5.6k (WIP)
Of all the witches, bloodmages are the rarest - and the most hunted. There’s good reason to be scared: everyone knows there’s nothing grey about a bloodmage. They’re good or evil; great doctors or terrorists. Wiping out every last one of them was a boon for both the magical and non-magical alike.


Thank you for all your recs! ₍₍ (̨̡ ‾᷄♡‾᷅ )̧̢ ₎₎ 

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Keith gets very introspective on his birthday.

It’s why he tries to speed-run the day every single year, in the hopes that maybe, just this once, he’ll out-run all the depressing thoughts and lingering abandonment issues that make their home on his shoulders and maybe, actually, enjoy himself. It’s never worked before, but in the spaces where Keith isn’t an optimist, he’s stubborn enough to see things through.

Keith in general tries to avoid feeling introspective because of his personal belief that getting sad about the things you can’t control is a total waste of time. Thinking about the life he could have had if maybe Mom hadn’t left, if maybe Dad hadn’t gotten sick, if maybe Shiro hadn’t gone to Kerberos- all of it is pointless, because ‘maybes’ don’t change anything. The world doesn’t care about what Keith wants, and he doesn’t expect that to change anytime soon.

So, with the exception of a certain knife and all the mysteries it holds, Keith is usually content with flipping off the past and letting the door hit it on its way out. But there’s just something about birthdays that bring out the masochist in him. The world won’t magically fix itself just because he blew out a few candles and wished for something too little, too late. And yet, it’s still that one wall he throws himself against time and time again, hoping that maybe, just this once, something sticks.

It’s a waste of time and emotional energy. The world doesn’t care about his sadness, and that’s the way he prefers it. The alternative means pity, and Keith refuses to be someone others feel sorry for.

But this-

“Happy birthday, Keith!”

This is new.

A cake. Presents. Decorations, even, lighting up the dining room and making it look lived in for once. Someone, multiple someones actually, have their hands on his shoulders, his arms, ruffling his hair. And normally, he’d shrug them off in favor of retreating into himself, because he knows what he has and who he has adds up to a grand total of one at the end of the day, but.

It’s his birthday.

So, as a present to himself, Keith lets himself relax. He even dares to lean back into the hands touching him, and feels a thrill of what might be quiet happiness when someone squeezes his shoulder in acknowledgment. He doesn’t look to see who it is; it doesn’t matter, in the end.

In the background, Coran wails something that was probably a birthday song on a planet ten thousand years in the past. He sounds like he’s dying, but he’s easy enough to tune out. Hunk and Pidge are arguing over the cake; Pidge wants to do some kind of fancy technological display stand, while Hunk insists on sticking to the basics. Privately, Keith agrees with him; he’s always been more of a classics guys, and he’s glad someone here understands that. Next to him, Shiro and Lance are explaining how birthdays are celebrated on Earth to Allura, which leads to a new conversation between the three as they compare and contrast Earth and Altean traditions.

Everyone is off in their own little world. But none of them ever leave the room or him. In fact, Keith is at the center of every conversation around him, listening in as it flows around him. Every now and then, someone casually reaches down and pats him without even breaking stride as they continue talking to someone. It’s a quiet, subtle reminder to Keith that he’s not alone. That he can join in anytime. That he’s allowed to distance himself from the conversation without his teammates (friends (family)) distancing themselves from him. The concept is so new, so novel, that Keith can’t help but stay quiet, content to observe and live in the moment.

It’s… nice.

Later, after he’s blown out his candles, someone will ask him what he wished for.

“If I tell you, it won’t come true,” Keith teases, in a better mood than he’s been in months. Years, probably. And the others will laugh at his answer and try to bother the truth out of him, but eventually they’ll leave the issue alone. Which Keith is grateful for. Because this wish, if anything, has to come true. He wants to get used to this. He wants to have the time to get used to this. But saying it aloud is dangerous, because that means others can hear it. And if others know about something, then that makes it real, and Keith has had too many possibilities slip through his fingers to let this one go.

Please, let things continue to be this good. Please, let everything stay the same. Just for a little longer. Just for forever.

Heart of the City (PREVIEW)

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader.

Genre: Spider-Man!Jungkook / Fluff.

Summary: When the mysterious vigilante known as Spider-Man starts making himself known around the city of New York, you can’t help but be entirely intrigued by him. Little do you know that he and the shy boy-next-door named Jungkook have a very similar secret that they aren’t so sure they want you to figure out just yet - if at all.


You see Jungkook every night without fail.

When the sun has set below the distant horizon and plunges the world into a formidable darkness and drives most ordinary civilians to seek shelter in their homes, he stumbles into the cafe tucked cozily on the corner of a busy street in Lower Manhattan. The concrete city is still very much alive in a harmonious mix of sirens and the hum of cars but is subdued, muffling under the night sky and is most susceptible at this time to misconduct. Usually, at this point of night, the cafe you work at is nearly empty, save for a few stragglers that huddle tiredly at certain round tables. Most times, these are students from the university you attend just around the bend, whose weary eyes peer over the laptop in front of them as they meticulously work on an essay due the next morning, only fueled by the cup of coffee next to them.

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{PART 11} I Won’t Stop You // Jeon Jungkook, Vampire!AU

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Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Angst, Smut

Summary; Jungkook opens up to you more about his family - while keeping your attention off the elephant in the room. However, the rosy feeling doesn’t last long when Jungkook drops you home to your apartment.

I update this series every Tuesday evening, 9pm-10pm (UK Time) 

{Part 1}// {Part 10} {Part 11} {Part 12}

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Sterek A-Z Challenge: one word prompts

Week 15: O - Oops

The bell over the coffee shop door announced Derek’s arrival with a merry jingle a little after 11 in the evening. Derek shuffled the strap of his messenger bag higher on his shoulder and shoved his hands deep into the pockets of his leather jacket.

The shop was almost empty at that hour. Only a few students writing their first papers of the new term and a couple of regular night owls were scattered through the shop. His usual seat in the far corner, where he could sit with his back against the wall and keep watch, was open.

Derek dropped his bag on the small table and shrugged his jacket off to drape over the back of his claimed seat. The young woman at the register was new, which could be potentially problematic. Derek didn’t recognize her, but she smiled cheerfully when he approached.

“What can I get you?” she chirped. Her heartbeat fluttered nervously as her scent sweetened with clear want. Definitely problematic.

Derek paused a moment. “I don’t know,” he answered honestly. He wasn’t sure his drink had a name.

“Oh, well, we have different speciality coffees and teas,” the barista said and gestured to the menu board behind her. “If you want something-”

“I got this!” Stiles slid out of the back room, arms flailing to keep his balance. “Yo,” he said, greeting Derek with a lazy salute, and Derek snorted. His roommate was ridiculous. “Super awesome Stilinski special as dark as your soul, coming right up.”

“Right,” Derek said, gravitating down the bar towards Stiles. “No cinnamon this time.”

“Sure thing.” Stiles flipped a large paper cup into the air and fumbled to catch it, which made Derek chuckle.

When Stiles called him earlier that year, it had been a bit of a shock. Derek had been living in a cabin upstate that he and Laura had bought years ago. He had finally achieved vengeance for his family when he ripped out Kate’s throat and burned her body deep in the woods, but Beacon Hills wasn’t home anymore, so he hadn’t gone back. Now he wished he had.

At first, Derek hadn’t been sure the small voice on the other end of the phone had actually been Stiles, and not something trying to lure him back to Beacon Hills because the Stiles on the other end of the line had been quiet, almost hesitant, and unsure. As if Stiles hadn’t believed he deserved Derek’s help. Definitely not at all the hyperactive, chatterbox he had left behind. They both carried heavy scars, but that was fine.

Before Derek knew it, he had a new roommate and was driving across the country to pick Stiles up the day he got his diploma. Stiles hadn’t been home since, and the Sheriff was worried.

The barista asked Derek what the drink was so she could ring it up as Stiles ducked out of sight to retrieve milk out of the fridge below the counter.

“I don’t know,” Derek said again. “Something chocolate?”

Derek always had the same drink whenever he came in, but he didn’t know what it was because Stiles had never told him. It probably didn’t have a name. The first time he picked Stiles up, Stiles had whipped something up and shoved it into his hands.

Stiles’ head popped back up over the espresso bar. The steamer hissed to life, and Stiles laughed. “Don’t worry about it, Sam. It’s on me,” he said and winked at Derek.

Derek hadn’t paid for a drink yet.

The drink Stiles handed off to Derek smelled overly sweet and chocolatey, and was piled so high with whipped cream drizzled with chocolate and caramel that the topping threatened to spill over. He wasn’t sure how Stiles knew about his sweet tooth, but he shouldn’t have been surprised.

“Here ya go, big guy,” Stiles said and grinned. “Extra sweet and fluffy. Just like you.”

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Multiple people asked for NurseyDex corn maze AU, so…please ignore the fact that it’s almost December.

Dex hates Halloween. He hates it ever since the family meeting when he was fourteen years old, where his parents presented the farm’s budget and baldly told their kids that the farm would be sold if they couldn’t come up with ways to make money.

He also hates it because Sarah suggested a corn maze. And the corn maze means people, giggly teens trying to sneak in alcohol, and toddlers with their parents, and his Dad spending hours at the computer working on the design each year. And then the whole family planting the seeds so they’ll come up in the right pattern, and don’t get Dex started. Don’t.

Instead of his parents coming to Samwell for Fall Weekend, Dex has to go home (“to help with the fucking corn maze”). And he’s brought Chow and Nurse with him (“Dude, it’s chill, neither of our families are coming either” overlapping with Chow’s “That sounds awesome!” and so he had to invite them, they’re his best friends). Nurse hasn’t tripped over anything yet. Dex knows it’ll be spectacular when he does.

Right now Dex is wrestling with the cables for the floodlights, checking that everything is plugged in before he hits the switch and drowns the maze in bright light. They’re borrowing from the high school, no home football game tonight, so even more families coming to the Poindexters’ farm.

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Some cute bnha prompts for anyone that wants to fill them:

  • One month into Kouta’s first year at UA, and his classmates find out that Kouta’s plain-looking “older brother” (with the curly green hair and freckles) who always picks him up after school is actually the current number 5 hero, Deku. Chaos ensues.
  • The Izuku protection squad is hanging out at the mall one day, when they run into some of Izuku and Bakugou’s old junior high classmates. One thing leads to another, and Bakugou almost tears one of them in half after he starts making snide comments about Izuku. Izuku struggles to keep his friends from committing murder.
  • Halfway through his first year, Shinsou’s teacher pulls him aside to inform him that he’s been promoted to the hero course, class 1A. When he steps into his new dorm later that day, bags trailing behind him and butterflies in his stomach, he’s not expecting the welcome party his new classmates throw for him. His first week in his new class is bewildering, as he tries to find a tactful way to ask about the Endeavor dartboard hanging in pride of place in their common room, and wonders confusedly why grapes are expressly forbidden in the building. But slowly, he makes a place for himself with this rambunctious group, and it’s like coming home after a long time away.
  • It’s ten years after the events of the manga. Aizawa is out sick for several days. Nedzu decides it would be a brilliant idea to have some of the former students of 1A come in as a substitute teacher for his class.
  • Class 1A’s prank wars are legendary throughout UA. Everyone else is terrified to even step into their dorm building. The only 2 people that could freely walk through the building are Aizawa and All Might. All Might because the students are afraid of accidentally killing him. Aizawa because the students know that he would kill them.
  • Izuku and his classmates are in third year, and it’s time for the top three students in their year to visit the first year students and talk to them about their internships. Todoroki, Izuku, and Bakugou are the ones that are sent. At the end of the day, an irritated Snipe complains to Aizawa about Bakugou traumatizing his first years.

If anyone decides to fill these prompts, be sure to link them to me, or gift them to me on ao3 (penname: SkyGem), and I’ll include a link to your fic in this post so that others can read it!