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anonymous asked:

Ummmm like yeah I know this is hella strange but... What do you think about Evil!Deku Au?? I know this kind of thing is absolutely not about fandom precious bun but just imagine yourself: Deku didn't meet All Might and at one moment he just tired of all this shit. Like, you know, at one day he have finally understand that you can't be hero without a quirk and he can't enroll in YA because hE JuST DOn't HAVe FreaCKING quirk but there is no such think as villain academy and he is like: 'why not??'

OH MANG;;; First off WARNING: LONG POST!

This is a rly good au, I’m a sucker for angst///;;; This makes me realize how strong a character Deku really is. Seriously, reality is a harsh world and just seeing Deku face so many rejection from so many people, even with his own mom AND All might at one point… its just so sad and man the sucker still goes forward, headstrong, I really applaud Deku for having such a strong character trait. Now, I’m honestly a bit of a sadist so let’s just say he DID meet All might, but the response was totally different….

I feel this would really develop quite well! I tried to creat3 Deku’s villian outfit;;; I rly love steampunk so you can guess where the goggles came from lol It’s more of a casual look and just covering his identity and such so yah;;; I noticed most villians’ outfits are like dat o<-<

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iidiiotiiciintelliigence  asked:

Some of my favorite AUS are of the "Stiles visits Peter in the hospital while his mother is there" variety. I adore them and I don't think there are enough of them in the world.

I can definitely agree with that! I hate that Peter was left to rot in the hospital all those years without even one visitor. It’s no real wonder he went mad.

—–break—–

It’s too loud. Everything is too loud. His mom is yelling, screaming that he’s trying to kill her, the nurses are shouting, trying to get a doctor and trying to get his mom to calm down, the machines are beeping, a baby a few doors down is screaming, someone’s crying, and his heart keeps beating in his ears, a never-ending loud thump thump thumpthumpthumpthumpthump—

Stiles ran, ducking away from the prying eyes and dodging the unknown hands that reached for him. He slipped into a random room, closing the door and slamming his back against it. His breathing was fast, irregular, and he scrambled to get the inhaler out of his pocket.

His heart was still beating rapidly as he finally managed to gasp in a breath of oxygen, taking measured puffs from the inhaler before finally trying to breathe normally. His limbs felt shaky and he slid to the ground, curling his arms around his legs and feeling the sting of tears prick his eyes.

He loved his mom. He really did. But the woman who he came to see every day was not his mother. That woman would either stare blankly at him, eyes fogged up with whatever medicine the doctors had given her, or would scream at him, accusing him of trying to kill her. She would even attack him if he didn’t get away from her fast enough, throwing things and slapping him, pulling his hair, scratching. It’s why he had his hair buzzed off. It’s why they don’t let him see her without supervision anymore. But Stiles was stubborn, sneaky, and he loved his mom. What if she came back? What if she woke up one day and recognized him? What if she really was his mom again?

Stiles was beginning to doubt that was ever going to happen though. His dad and the doctors wouldn’t tell him anything, but Stiles wasn’t a stupid kid.

Stiles’ lower lip wobbled and he fought back sobs, wiping at his face angrily and trying to figure out where he was. It was really too quiet here, much quieter than a normal room. Even when his mom was sitting still and silent, there was still the constant beep of the heart monitor, the whirl of oxygen, the buzz of IVs.

The room looked just like any other, but Stiles didn’t see anyone. He thought at first it was empty until he stood and walked a little further into the room, startling when he saw the lone occupant sitting in the chair by the window.

“Sorry!” Stiles yelled, ducking down and waiting for reprimand. He peeked his eyes open when none came, looking over at the man again. “I didn’t mean to come in without asking,” Stiles spoke, stepping closer. The man remained silent though, sitting still just like his mother did when the doctors had just given her a strong dose of medicine. Stiles studied him curiously, pausing when he saw the pale blue eyes that seemed to stare right at him and also at nothing.

The man had horrible scars on his right side, from burns maybe? Stiles wasn’t sure. He wasn’t moving though, barely seemed to be breathing, and Stiles bit his lip unsurely. He glanced at the door. He probably shouldn’t be in here. He was invading this man’s privacy and his dad told him all the time at he was too curious, too nosy, and he needed to learn to respect people and their privacy more.

“I should probably…” Stiles began, before pausing. His eyes caught the empty vase sitting on top of the dresser in the corner and he turned, really taking in the entire room. It was empty. Other than the basics the hospital automatically provided, there was nothing. No flowers, so pictures, no letters. No ‘Get Better’ balloons or stuffed animals. Just…bare.

Stiles looked back at the man. Who was he, he wondered. Why did he have no one to come visit him? How long had he been here? How long had he been sitting, alone, just as he was now?

Stiles winced when a sudden ear-splitting scream from down the hall echoed through the hospital. That was definitely his mother. She screamed bloody-murder, not even trying to make words, just screaming. He heard more yelling, doctors and nurses trying to secure her. Sadly he was used to the sound. His mother has started randomly screaming even before his dad had agreed to commit her.

“Do you mind if I stay here for a while?” Stiles asked, looking back at the man. “I don’t like seeing my…the woman who used to be my mom like that,” he murmured quietly. It was the first time he’d put words to his fear, that he didn’t think she was coming back.

The man didn’t move, didn’t make a sound, but Stiles felt something almost…welcoming embrace him. An aura, maybe? Stiles had read about those. Yes, the man had an aura of welcoming.

So Stiles climbed onto the spare chair, the legs creaking as if from disuse. Then he did as he’d always done.

He talked.

He told this strange man about his dad, his best friend Scott, Mrs. McCall who was one of the best nurses here. He talked about school, comic books, his thoughts on aliens, the Google spiral he’d fallen into last week when he’d learned all there was to know about making soap. Anything to keep the quiet from returning or to keep from approaching the subject of his mom. He liked to think the man appreciated having something else to focus on instead of the silence as well. He hoped so.

Stiles glanced at the clock after a while and noticed it was nearly six. His dad got off his shift then and would usually drop by the hospital to pick Stiles up a few minutes after that. He stood, stretching from sitting still so long, and he had to grab his chest as a flare of unnatural panic overcame him.

“What—” Stiles gasped, eyes widening as fear and loneliness crashed into him. Dread. Anxiety. Desperation.

Stiles looked up and met the now-familiar blue eyes that looked just as blank as before and yet also so very full of life.

“Woah, calm down,” he breathed, reaching out to grasp the man’s hand on instinct. The unnatural feelings ebbed off, but Stiles was oddly still aware of them. “My dad will be here to pick me up shortly so I’ve got to go, but I come by after school every day to see my mom. I…” Stiles glanced away, unable to look at those eyes that seemed to laser in on him. “I don’t really like sitting with my mom every day because she either yells at me or isn’t really there, so I’ll come by and see you, if that’s okay?”

Wonder. Nervousness.

“So weird,” Stiles muttered to himself, rubbing at his chest where his heart fluttered strangely. He didn’t understand any of this. The strange atmosphere that this man emitted seemed to only get more and more confusing.

“So I’ll see you tomorrow, okay? I promise.” Stiles grinned easily, surprised to have genuinely enjoyed visiting with the man, even if he had just been talking by himself for over an hour. He squeezed the man’s hand one last time before turning for the door.

Peter watched the boy leave until he was gone from his sight, unable to turn his head to watch for those last few seconds before he opened the door and slipped out. His wolf howled in his mind. Desperation and loneliness had truly overcame him if he was already forming pre-packbonds with any living body that ventured into his room and remained for anything beyond the barest of necessities. He felt exhausted, even if all he’d done was sit and try to focus on the words that had flowed from the boy’s mouth. Normally his sense of consciousness flowed in and out, unable to focus or really discern just how much time with passing. Any waking moment was just a moment of agony, having been culled from what was left of his Pack and abandoned to his wounds. It’d been nice, to have a moment of reprieve.

He hoped the boy would return. He would just have to trust that he meant his promise. He sent one last flutter of feeling across the pre-bond to the boy just before he got too far.

Peace. Anticipation. Hope.

anonymous asked:

Do you know any fics with slytherin!harry. Preferably in the long range?

I have a few! I am very picky about my Slytherin!Harry, because I don’t like him to be OOC (sooo no Harry supporting Voldemort or anything like that) and I find that a lot of Slytherin!Harry fics make him into an entirely new character. I thought the following ones were very well done though!

Slytherin!Harry Recs

Leo Inter Serpentes by Aeternum (658K combined so far)- Just one conversation between two eleven year old boys goes slightly differently, and the world changes. Just how much will be different with Harry being sorted into Slytherin, and how much will stay the same?
My favorite Slytherin!Harry fic! It’s a canon re-write starting from book one, but enough things change that it stayed exciting throughout! Also Harry has a pet snake! And Snape becomes his mentor!! ALL THE GOOD THINGS!!! You should be warned that it’s a WIP. But the author is currently actively posting the 6th book, and I have hope it won’t be abandoned :)

Written on the Heart by who_la_hoop (114K)- Harry doesn’t mind that so many Slytherins from his year have returned to finish their NEWTs, really he doesn’t. It’s just – do they have to be so friendly? He’s not prejudiced, really he’s not. It’s just – they’ve got to be up to something, right? Unnerved by the attention he’s attracting from everyone – the Slytherins are the least of it, to be fair – and struggling with a raft of changes to Hogwarts itself, Harry wishes he could be happy that one constant remains: Draco Malfoy really fucking hates him. When he’s hit by an illegal love-spell though, Harry finds he has more to worry about than whether or not Blaise Zabini actually wants to be his friend. For if everyone affected has been blessed – or cursed, by the look on Malfoy’s face – with a magical tattoo revealing the name of their soulmate, what does it mean that Harry’s skin remains completely bare?
kfhdsjrg3hi SOUL MARKS!!! c;mbxneiu EIGHTH YEAR!!! rewuy,obsk AMAZING AUTHOR!!! Harry is forced to move to Slytherin!!!! Need I say more? Seriously, this fic is amazing. Harry doesn’t act super Slytherin, but he has to live there, so it counts, right?!

Malfoy Flavor by Vorabiza (199K)- Harry’s ready to banish the Golden Boy image and take charge of his life. Unfortunately for him, or fortunately, there are surprises in store for him.
Okay so this one might be a tiiiiiiiny bit ooc, but I LOVE VORABIZA’S STUFF and it’s so fun to read that in this case I don’t even care. Harry disguises himself as Dustin Snape (okay I know I also had to get over the fact that this is a horrible name) and “transfers” into Hogwarts and is a total badass and just READ IT.

Other People’s Choices by Lomonaaeren (82.5K so far)- AU. The Sorting Hat doesn’t just let the Sword go when it falls on Harry’s head in the Chamber, but also Sorts him again, this time into Slytherin. Harry is furious and terrified, and the adults aren’t helping much.
WIP. And I haven’t read it yet!!! But it looks amazing and Lomon is always amazing, so I am very excited for it to be finished. Also, if you are just looking for a Slytherin-esque (adult) Harry or Dark!Harry or Grey!Harry, she has written a ton of that in other completed fics!

Progressive Displacement by GatewayGirl (21K)- Harry didn’t mean the wish that way. From his point of view, it hadn’t even worked.
Another one I haven’t read! I just discovered it right this very moment while poking around to make this list, but it looks really good! I think Harry wakes up in several alternate realities, and he’s a different Slytherin!Harry each time. All I know for sure is that it starts with Harry taking Draco from Azkaban, and I love that <3

Cunning and Ambition by MinaAndChao (372K)- “The weak in courage is the strong in cunning” -William Blake. One small gesture and one simple sentence change lives, and through it, history. A Slytherin!Harry AU. Abandoned in the sixth book.
This series is a pretty straight-forward Slytherin!Harry re-write, and it stays pretty similar to canon. It was abandoned in Book Six.


Also someday (hopefully!!) you will be able to read my WIP, Test of Time! Harry and Draco both go back in time to just before first year, and Harry ends up being sorted Slytherin this time around. There will be Slytherin politics and Draco teaching Harry how to be more Slytherin (among many other things; this is just a side-plot), and it will diverge almost entirely from canon :D

anonymous asked:

I don't know if you're still into servamp and the c3 ot3 (was that what you called them? lol). And I also don't know if you read fanfiction, but there is like one now on ao3. I just thought I'd let you know about that

Thank you!!!!! For letting me know!!!!!!!!!! Holy heck I’ll be sure to read it asap!!! *O*

Anon said: the other day I was listening to the weather forecast on the radio and they talked ab it very poetically, at some point they said “we might get the appearance of a shy lightning in the afternoon” and I just… Denki.

This is THE CUTEST THING I’ve read all week thank you oh my g o d …………. a shy lightning……………………… so cute…………………….h e c k I’m smiling so hard r i p

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anonymous asked:

For your AU post! I LOVE secretly married Aus, so how about one of those? I'm thinking IronPanther, maybe? Or IronFalcon! One of those (first one would be preferred, but both are great!), they've known each other much longer than in canon (obviously) and for some reason their relationship get's made public/ the other avengers find out?

Oh man do I enjoy Secretly Married AUs!! The drama, anon. The drama. Also fluff. Please fluff because unhappy endings break my heart. Anyways, I like both pairings, so I’m just gonna go with IronPanther. Btw this turned into a Post CW ficlet that focuses mostly on Tony and T’Challa, I hope that’s alright!


It happens on their fifteen year anniversary because of course it does. The universe refuses to grant them a single moment of peaceful happiness after all. Looking back Tony really doesn’t know how he didn’t see this coming.

And it’s so unfair because the last six months have been hard on the both of them. The last two years, to be honest. With the whole Civil War mess, T’Chaka’s death, the fighting and betrayal–well, Tony wishes he could say he was able to keep those events from affecting his marriage, but that would be nothing more than wishful thinking. The first time they had been fighting side by side and T’Challa had been in too much pain, too blinded by his desire for revenge for him to enjoy the moment, never mind that he’d been fighting against half his team. Then there was the matter of Siberia, of his husband taking Rogers and Barnes with him and leaving Tony behind and-

There’s a hand on his shoulder, warm and grounding, the pleasantly familiar sound of T’Challa’s voice, talking to him, slowly drowning out the ugly thoughts in Tony’s head.

He takes a shaky breath, blinks, meets his husband’s worried gaze. “Sorry,” he thinks he mumbles, and wishes the trembling would stop already.

It hasn’t been a good day. Not after someone–the Dora Milaje are already looking into it–leaked those pictures of them to the international press. Tony wants to laugh, but it ends up coming out as more of a hysterical sob.

Fifteen years. They’ve managed to keep their marriage a secret for fifteen years. Sure, they have been times they both wished the hiding would stop, but there had never quite been the right moment to announce it, and now? After everything? They were still trying to do damage control with the fall-out from the Accords, Tony honestly isn’t sure whether there could have been much of a worse moment for this to be revealed.

Forget the UN and Ross for a moment, how would Rogers and his little band of followers take the news? Their presence in Wakanda couldn’t become known,  at this stage it might lead to an actual war against the country and-

“Hush, my heart,” T’Challa’s voice rings strong and clear in Tony’s ears, and he allows himself to sink back into his husband’s arms, until his head is resting against T’Challa’s chest, listening to the rhythmic heartbeat.

“What are we gonna do?” Tony whispers, hopeless and worried and so, so, tired.

“We will figure something out,” T’Challa replies without hesitation, cards his hand through Tony’s hair. “Our marriage is not something I have ever been ashamed of, beloved, nor should we be. It is a bond of joy and love, that should be honoured. Ultimately there is nothing anyone can do. We have broken no laws, nor do we owe the world an explanation. And I will be glad to walk proudly by your side, instead of watching you across yet another hall.“

Almost against his will, Tony can feel himself relaxing, soaking up the utter calmness T’Challa exudes, the easy confidence soothing his frayed nerves. Rationally he knows they have faced much, much worse, knows that even though things aren’t gonna be easy, this particular issue will eventually be solved–but T’Challa makes him believe it, without hesitation or doubt.

“Love you,” he says into the high-quality shirt he’s burrowed his face in–it’s so soft too, Tony approves of his husband’s taste–because he can’t think of anything else to say. Most people would describe Tony as ‘incapable of shutting up’ but when it comes to his personal relationships, he has never been the most articulate.

The arms around him tighten, and he can hear T’Challa’s smile in his responding, “I love you too, my heart.”

“Be at ease for now, we will deal with this issue later. And get you to a hair dresser as soon as possible,” he adds after a moment, teasingly pulls on a strand of Tony’s admittedly rather unruly hair. 

A cut hasn’t been on his mind for months, and he can’t help laughing–at T’Challa’s antics, the situation, everything. He doesn’t need to look up to know that this has been T’Challa’s intention from the start, simply squeezes his hand in silent appreciation.

They’ve got this. They really do.

[The confrontation with the rogue Avengers is as ugly as T’Challa has expected it to be. The only positive side of this is that Tony isn’t anywhere near to hear the commotion, T’Challa might have been forced to kill someone otherwise. As it is, there isn’t much to be said about it, in the end. His marriage isn’t a recent thing, it doesn’t change the actual situation. Not that you’d believe as much, if you listen to Clint Barton’s poisonous rant. At least Captain Rogers’ indignant rant is silenced with a sharp reminder that trust only reaches as far as it is extended.

“Your mind is your own, but any insult against my husband is an insult against myself. I suggest you keep that in mind!” has been the only warning T’Challa is willing to grant them. His patience isn’t limitless and certain guests have been testing those limits for some time now.]

anonymous asked:

Hey! So, as everyone else on this blog, I was looking for some advice. I'm in the very, very early planning stages (more like just casually brainstorming) of writing my fantasy story, and I'd like to begin more serious world building brainstorming before I even begin to develop a plot, but I don't know where to begin! Could you please give me some tips? Thanks!

Oh, how I love the early stages of writing. 

You my friend, are already on the right path. For fantasy, I would definitely suggest to start with world building before the plot. I’ve got some questions for you, that I like to ask myself when creating a fantasy realm. 

Fantasy World Building: 

1. What kind of world is this? Is it modern? old fashioned? futuristic?

2. Is this world technology based or nature based? 

3. How is the world divided? Kingdoms? Small states? Large countries? 

4. What is the political system? Is their a government? Is their a royalty system? Is it a patriarchy? A matriarchy? Equality ruled? 

5. What is the main source of food? Are they hunter gatherers? Are they agriculturally built with farmers? Do they mass produce food for the public or does each household produce it’s own food source? 

6. What is the geography? Mountains? Plains? Desserts? Oceans? 

7. Weather? Is it a dry world? A wet world? Do storms and natural disasters cause havoc often? 

8. What do individual homes look like? Are they little huts, cabins, farms, track-homes? What is the average living state? 

9. What is the main form of travel? Walking? Horse back? Car? Train? 

10. What is the main form of currency? Gold and Silver? Paper or coin? Barter and trade of goods or services? 

11. Is there a strong class system? How divided are the poor from the rich? What are the poverty levels?

12. What is the main source of income? The most common form of getting money? Is it farming? Hunting? Taking job requests? 

13. What is the education system like? Is it home schooling? Public schools for the general public or private schools for the privileged or is there both? Is it trade schools? Or is there no formal schooling practice? 

14. What are the religious beliefs in this world? 

15. Are there wars in this world? Is there peace? Universal or local peace? Poverty? Famine? Disease? Cruelty? Discrimination? 

16. What are the most common jobs? Farmer? Knight? Black Smith? 

17. What is the medical system like? 

18. How does the justice system operate? Are their police like forces? Courts? Judges? What kind of punishments are there for different crimes? 

19. How common is crime? Does it come in the form of small, petty things like minor theft? or is assault, piracy, and murder widespread? 



Magic in fantasy: 

1. Is there magic in this world? 

2. Who holds this magic? Does everyone have it? Is it with only a select few? Do you have to obtain it or are you born with it? If you have to obtain it, how? 

3. How are people with magic regarded? Are they special? Are they outcasts? Are they regarded as role models or are they regarded with distrust? How are they ranked in society? 

4. Is magic the same in every person who wields it, or is it unique to the individual? 

5. How does the world rely on magic? What is magics relationship with technology? 

6. How does magic work? Does it come from outside forces, or do you draw it from with in? 

7. How do you know someone has magic? Do they look like everyone else, or is there a trait that makes them stand out? 

8. What is the magic system? Are their classes? Guilds or groups? An Elite? A Council? 

9. Are there rules, laws or regulations for magic? 

10. Are humans the only ones with magic? Are their monsters? Creatures? 

11. How does society interact with said Magic creatures? Do they live in fear of them? Are their helpful ones? Ones that can be companions? 

12. What is the impact of magic on things like travel, jobs, and medicine? 

13. What effect does magic have on cultural aspects like ethics? 

14. Are there people who use their magic for bad things? 



Extras: 

1. What’s is the common fashion style? Any odd fashion trends? 

2. Whats the most common pet in this world? 

3. What’s the main form of entertainment? 

4. What’s considered the greatest delicacy? 

5. What’s the traditional marriage ceremony look like? 

6. What’s the traditional funeral look like? 

7. At What age are you considered an adult? 

8. What’s the strongest romantic gesture in your world?

9. What sort of music is popular among children and teenagers in your world?

10. What sort of holidays and festivals does your world have?


After you’ve got your world built, I would focus on creating the characters that live in this world. Once that’s done, to find your plot, I’d look at your world and your characters and ask things like “What’s the worst thing that can happen?” , “What could go wrong?” or “What’s the most exciting journey?” or “What’s the greatest treasure?” Figure out what could happen with your world, and with your characters, and you’ll find a plot, I promise. 


I really hope this helps, but if something is unclear, or if you need anything else, please don’t hesitate to ask! 

wizaster  asked:

Heeeey, what's up! I just started following your blog and it is the best thing ever! your characterizations are A+++ on point. Anyway, have you considered the UT/UF/US/SF bros reactions to... Soulmates? like meeting them for the first time? or just being with them?(I believe your ask box is open, if not or if you just don't like this ask ignore:) Thanks for your time!

……Is it weird that I’m pretty sure this is the first request I’ve gotten for soulmate AU? Weird with how common that concept is in this fandom. Anyways for the sake of this the clearest indicator for SOULMATE is a strong buzzing sensation in your SOUL when you touch. However, Soulmates will likely be drawn to each other personally before any physical touch and quickly developed romantic feelings can be taken as an indication of at least soul compatibility, if not mate status. Also thank you so much for the compliment

UT!Sans: Honestly, always kind of assumed he was the kind of guy without a soulmate.

He’d heard others describe the feeling. A tugging, an emptiness, sometimes faint echoes of emotions you couldn’t really explain, like a magnet or a ghost pulling you towards your other half. He’d never really felt that. Well, maybe the emptiness, but he’d always chalked that up to his old pal depressive tendencies (soon to evolve into full on depression).

Not to say he was terribly disappointed. He’d seen plenty of people work out without being soulmates. Undyne and Alphys for instance. They weren’t soulmates, and they were working out just fine. Toriel and Asgore were, and look how that turned out. Soulmates wasn’t a guarantee that you’d workout as partners, or everlasting love or any of that. It just meant there was something deep inside you that resonated. Love or hate, you couldn’t be neutral towards each other, and the universe would do its best to throw you together in some capacity.

So when he’s selling hot dogs to a decent looking human on  a street corner and he feels a strange buzzing in his chest as his phalanges brush yours when he hands it to you….he’s honestly not sure what his reaction is. There’s a thrill, sure, and a cold sweat,  but also a strange urge to just let you walk away and never speak again.

No such luck. You felt it too, and unlike him had no context to explain it.

“Uh….sorry, kind of a magic  equivalent of static electricity.” He says, pulling an explanation out of his ass.

“Oh.” There’s a pause and then something in your eyes glinted. “So is the hotdog free then?”

“….what?”

“Cause you already…charged me for it.” You burst out laughing before you even finish it. “Sorry, couldn’t resist, that was bad.”

His face slowly stretches into a crooked grin. After a few more bad jokes he asks you if you’re doing anything later.

He doesn’t bring up the Soulmate thing. Doesn’t want to put any kind of pressure on you, he knows the concept is pretty unique with humans. Not to mention he’s not sure himself where this is going. But you seem cool. Definitely got the same shitty sense of humor. Papyrus seems to like you too (he doesn’t tell him either, doesn’t need that wrench in the works).

He tells himself it’ll be fine. Just platonic friends, maybe something more, but why rush himself. But he’s falling faster than normal. Its like something inside him…..ever seen a door slightly ajar get pushed into place so the latch clicks? It feels like that. Not a big change, but something feels right that wasn’t before. The connection is simpler, and yet deeper than he’s used to having, and….he’d never forgive himself if he let this turn into another unchased possibility.

Chances are he’ll never tell you you’re soulmates. He doesn’t like how compulsory that sounds, doesn’t want you to think he only became your friend and later your partner because his magic told him to.

UT!Papyrus: He believes strongly in soulmates but is a little too paranoid about it. Any kind of strong immediate feelings (he assumes) could indicate soul compatibility, explaining his tendency to commit quickly to relationships. Soulmate spotting doesn’t come with a hard and fast list of symptoms. It hits everyone differently and young monsters grow up hearing “You’ll know it when you see it”. Frustrating, to say the least. Thus his tendency to fall hard and fast. He keeps getting disappointed, but as always, Papyrus is an indefatigable optimist.

But for as alert as he is he could never have predicted how it would hit him. He and Undyne were out walking when they saw someone’s purse being stolen. Naturally Undyne pursued, with him close behind. She cut the thief off while he came on them from behind, preventing any escape. The thief whirled on him, face meeting chest……and right where your nose brushed his Soul buzzed excitedly.

Both of you stop in surprise. You drop the bag, yelping as you clutch at your chest. What the hell?! Papyrus staggers a bit, and his eye sockets go unbelievably wide. Undyne is confused but takes advantage of the opportunity to sweep your legs and pin you to the ground. Before she can get too far though Papyrus calls out “WAIT, THAT’S MY SOULMATE!”

All three of you are struck dumb.

“What the hell, Pap, are you sure?” She lifts up your head, none too gently. “This scum?”

“E-EVIDENTLY.” He kneels down and picks up the bag, fixing you with a kind smile. “BUT IF THEY ARE MY SOULMATE THEN OBVIOUSLY THERE MUST BE SOME GOOD IN THEM!”

Naturally at first you want nothing to do with this bizarre monster, chest buzz or not. Especially after his friend made you return the purse and forced you to say you’d come see them tomorrow or Undyne would report you. You show up determined to rebuff any attempts at kindness, you just want to move on.

But slowly, he starts to wear you down. He’s too sweet to hate, and besides, he keeps the angry fish lady off your back. His brother doesn’t trust you but seems to default to his brother’s judgment.

As time goes on the relationship blossoms. Papyrus never forces you to a place relationally you’re not ready to go, but he insists that you can’t not be involved in some respect. He’s one of the few people in your life convinced you’re not a bad person. And somehow he manages to convince not only the others, but you.

Papyrus, with his infinite patience, unbeatable optimism, and genuine sweetness, slowly wins you over. You become a better person because of him. Not that he’d ever admit he did anything. “JUST BROUGHT OUT THE GOODNESS THAT WAS HIDING IN YOU ALL ALONG, DATEMATE!”

UF!Sans: Meeting your soulmate while drunk probably isn’t the ideal scenario, but given the ratio of drunk to sober days he has most weeks its not mathematically that surprising.

Unfortunately for him at the time he’s unable to distinguish the buzz in his soul when his arm slings around your waist from any of the variety of buzzes human alcohol gives a skeleton monster. Given that you’re half in the tank too you likely aren’t really aware of what’s happening either. But he likes your eyes and you’re decent company, and that pretty soft body, damn……one thing leads to another and he wakes up with a splitting headache, a naked human in his bed, and a tugging in his soul that’s becoming more noticeable the more you cuddle up to him.

Fuck.

Red’s never really been into the idea of soulmates. Namely because he doesn’t want to see whoever pairs perfectly with this dumpster fire. So he tamps the feeling down. Probably bad booze. He waits till you get up, you exchange numbers, and you’re out the door.

You hang out a few more times. Sometimes to hook up. Sometimes just to drink or get some food when you’re in the same area. They’re not officially dates, he’s certainly not going out of his way to make it romantic. But you’re funny, sexy, and fun to be around. Seem to think the same about him (for gods know what reason), so he doesn’t feel the need to justify it. The tugging and ache….well, they don’t go away. But he’s getting better at ignoring it.

Or, well, he was. He notices you pawing at your sternum until finally you break down. “Hey, look, I’m not saying its your fault, but there’s like this weird feeling in my chest whenever we hang out. Is that like a magic thing?”

“Uh…” Fuck, he’s usually a better liar but you hit him out of the blue. “Yeah, maybe.”

You’re smart enough not to buy it. You slowly start prodding him for the actual answer until he snaps and tells you. Before it can sink in he vanishes. You don’t seem him for a few days and he doesn’t answer his phone.

You: Red?

You:?

You: Look, its not……I don’t want to be rude but its not a big deal I guess?

You: If you don’t want to be with me like that or whatever

You: But you’re a great guy, be a damn shame to lose my drinking buddy over this dumb universe shit

You: so what do you say?

One hour later

Red: grillby’s tonight?

You: If you’re buying

Red: yeah, yeah, my tab

The two of you do this for months, insisting that this is fine. You’re soulmates. Its whatever. If you wanna hang out, you’re gonna hang out, it’s not because of that.

If he flirts, it’s because he does that all the time, not cause you’re soulmates.

If kisses start lasting longer, outside the context of the occasional one night stand, soft pecks when he’s dropping you off, it’s not….it’s not because of that.

At some point the lines between a relationship and friends with benefits slowly blur into each other faster and faster until you’re officially partners. It’s only then that you start to realize…..shit, guess this soulmate junk may have something to it.

UF!Papyrus: You don’t know what you totally expected when you went out shopping that day. But it definitely didn’t include brushing by two skeletons, feeling a weird thrill in the center of your chest, and having the taller one turn around and shriek “YOU?!?!”

Edge believes in soulmates too. But he’s got something very specific in mind. Someone who will follow orders, keep their space clean, shower him with kisses RESPECT and who’ll help him keep Sans’ ass in line. So coming across a random stranger in the mall and boom, that’s your soulmate?!?!?! Not allowed. Unacceptable.

Alright, alright, he can work with this. He chases you down, and if he somehow manages not to scare you off in the first five seconds of charging towards you your number is demanded requested and you are ordered to show up at his house first thing tomorrow morning.

You don’t know why you’re playing along, but….soulmates, huh? You’d never really thought it was a thing, but that buzz in your chest. That was definitely real. And there’s something charming about his overblown bluster, in a cartoon villain kind of way. You do it. You show up at his house. No one seems more surprised than his brother.

Naturally you’re going to fall short of at least a couple of his standards. You’re only human. He’s furious. How could you possibly be the soulmate of the Great and Terrible Papyrus. In the end he’s not that great at hiding his displeasure, and you storm out after telling him off. Some soulmate, this asshole Pygmalion Project douchebag is supposed to be someone you can resonate with??? Damn, the universe must hate you. For his part he claims its far more convenient that you go, but he can’t help but feel a pang of regret as he watches your retreating form.

You see each other around a bit. You refuse to change stores just because you might see him, but try to avoid him whenever you encounter him. He doesn’t approach you for weeks, but there’s something stirring within him. For the first time he’s feeling…..guilty? N-Nonsense! He never regrets his actions. Only rethinks his strategy!

And currently that strategic rethinking involves paying for your groceries by slipping the cashier some cash when he’s ahead of you in line. Leaving anonymous flowers outside your doorstep. Telling off someone who was getting a little too close for comfort and disappearing before you could…..thank him? Confront him? You aren’t sure.

Finally you steal your nerve and go to talk to him. You do have the address at least. You end up having a lengthy, extremely awkward conversation, in which he comes (and you’re not sure of this) extremely close to an apology. Red is still picking his jaw up off the floor.

Edge gave up on the idea of a romantic relationship after that first night. But maybe….maybe you could be friends. It’s not easy. Nothing with Boss ever is. But that soulmate quality exists for a reason. You find you empathize with his need for control, with his drive and his emphasis on holding himself together. You understand him in a way you haven’t understood many people. He finds you balance him out, and challenge him in a way he isn’t used to being challenged. He can’t get away with his usual bullshit with you. When he crosses the line you stand toe to toe with him and let him know. And while it’s infuriating…..it’s strangely intriguing. You get away with shit Red wouldn’t in a million years. Seriously, how the hell are you doing that?

Whether or not it progresses into a romantic relationship is kind of up to you, but at some point Edge will want to. Maybe his soulmate wasn’t how he pictured, how he wanted. But…..he can’t imagine it being any other way.

US!Sans: Just another night at the club. The only thing (at first) separating that night from any other was that your dance partner was a skeleton. Not your usual fare, but he had a sweet face and had asked you so excitedly that you couldn’t turn him down. He was a good dancer, very energetic, almost running you into the ground with his quick pace. Every touch is gentle, non-intrusive, yet sparks with…something, magic maybe? Either way, it feels good, making the color in your cheeks rise.

As the song comes to an end he straight up dips you down, panting a bit with the energy expended, and as his eyelights meet yours….Both of you feel a buzzing sensation that surprises him so much he drops you.

Sans apologizes profusely and helps you to your feet, then asks you if you want to come home with him. You hesitate, you’re normally not the type to go home with strange guys, but something in the look on his face and the powder blue flush on his cheeks (though stars know how a skeleton does that)……you feel like you can trust him. You agree and take an awkwardly silent walk home with him. He seems more excited than before, and keeps looking at you like he wants to say something but holds it back.

His home is a small but clean one story a few blocks away. On the couch is another skeleton in an orange hoodie, smoking a cigarette that is hastily put out and stowed when you come in. He raises a brow at your presence but doesn’t question it, trading some banalities with Sans. Seems their brothers. He clears out pretty quickly and Sans guides you to the couch.

He explains the buzzing. You’re soulmates. On some fundamental level, compatible. Made for each other, in a way. His eyelights are shining brighter and you swear you can see the outline of tiny stars in the center as he tells you he’s been looking for his for a very long time, and he can’t believe it was someone as pretty as you!

His enthusiasm is catching, and in the end you’re swept up in it. He takes you home and chastely pecks your cheek before running off into the night, practically beaming. You start dating regularly. Sans is almost….overwhelming in his perfection. He’s enthusiastic, kind, sweet, affectionate, solid, honest, and completely infatuated with you.

And that, in a way, is the problem. Sans is already in love with you, but doesn’t know every side of you. While he never brings up anything that disappoints him, you can’t help but feel he fell in love with the idea of you before bothering to get to know you as a person. Not to mention things are moving way too fast. Sure, maybe you’re soulmates, but everything in you is screaming that you can’t be fixing yourself this firmly to a guy that, from a time perspective, you barely know.

Finally you have to end it. It breaks his heart, but you convince him to settle for being friends, for now at least. Someday maybe you’ll be ready for the type of closeness, but for now, you want to spend some time getting to know each other. And though you’re cautious, you find you’re not disappointed in what you find.

US!Papyrus: Stretch sighed and resisted the urge to reach for the cigarettes in his pocket. They didn’t allow smoking in this place. One of the only downsides about living on the Surface, everything was catered to delicate human lungs. They didn’t allow outside food either so he didn’t have a lollipop to fall back on. He was this close to giving in and chewing on one of the toothpicks just to get something in his mouth but he hated when wood slivers fell in his mouth.

Only about an hour left in this thing, and he was seriously looking forward to it being over. Speed dating hadn’t sounded awful honestly. Blue and Tale (he never did feel comfortable calling him Papyrus in his head) had been coming to this place almost every time the restaurant held an event. They seemed to take it as a speed round on making friends. Most of the time they didn’t even end up with an actual romantic date out of it, just another dinner guest for Spaghetti Taco night. They’d been trying to get him and Classic to go for weeks. Classic had made his excuses but Stretch had been….kind of curious. He liked flirting, he liked food being paid for by people not him (Blue and Tale had footed the bill), and with the seven minute thing at least the creepier ones couldn’t stick around too long.

Still, he was reaching his limit. Kind of hard to get past the “Hi, my name is” stage in seven minutes into anything actually fun. Not to mention he was tired. Still, Blue and Tale showed no signs of flagging and he was their ride, so he had a feeling he was in this till the end.

New partner. You sat down across from him. You looked a bit shy, which he guessed was fairly endearing. Cute enough.

“Hey P-” you started a bit. “Oh, I’m sorry, I thought you were….” your eyes skirted to Tale.

“ ‘saright.” he says. Not the first time that had happened tonight. “People say we could be twins. Name’s Stretch, ‘m Blue’s brother.”

“I’m really sorry, that kind of came off…..racist, I guess? Speciesist? Whatever it is when you imply all skeletons look alike.”

He snickered. “Hey, what’s that saying you humans got? No matter what we’re all flesh and bone underneath. We just skipped the first part.”

You chuckle. “Something like that, I guess.” You told him your name.

“Regular, I’m guessing? You seem to know Paps.”

“Sort of. I’ve been a couple of times when my apartment feels too empty for the eighth night in a row.” You pause. “Sorry, wow that sounds depressing.”

“Nah.Sounds about like my weekends when Blue’s out somewhere.” He leaned back in his chair.

“Anxiety, depression, or just a shut-in?”

“Hmm, mostly the first but hey, the second pulls its weight.”

“I’m the first with the third thrown in for shits and giggles.”

“Well, we’re well-rounded at least.” He pulled a hoodie string in his mouth and started chewing.

“At least.” You chuckle.

“….so not to be rude but that’s kind of upfront for a seven minute encounter.”

You passed a hand over your forehead. “Yeah, you’re right. Sorry, I’ve been trying to sell myself all night and I think I’m….I don’t know.”

“Reachin your burn out point.” He leaned forward, propping his elbows on the table. “Don’t worry about it, me too. I don’t mind talking, but if you want we can just sit back, check our phones, get some silence if you want. Sound okay?”

The waiter brought in fresh drinks and you smiled. “Well, I’ll toast to that.”

He chuckled. As you both reached for your drinks your fingertips briefly brushed his hand….and suddenly it was like static electricity, straight to the chest. You were startled a bit but Stretch nearly fell out of his chair.

You….you were…..

Looks like not talking wasn’t gonna be an option.

He runs you down on what’s happening, both of you stubbornly refusing to move from your seats during changeover. When finally the staff tells you you have to he grabs your hand and takes you out back, running you through what just happened. And for once the skeleton with the most chill is looking unbelievably stressed, lighting up a cig as soon as you’re outside the no smoking area.

Soulmates? The very idea is terrifying to him. Talk about fuckin pressure…..he can’t handle this, not after a long night. You exchange numbers and agree to meet up later.

The next few weeks are a roller coaster of Stretch’s wavering commitment levels. Sometimes he’ll ghost on you with no explanation, only to show up on your doorstep with an awkward apology. He takes you for a date but looks like he wants to die through most of it, but then you come over to his place for dinner and he loops an arm around your shoulder. You can never tell which version of him is coming over, and to be honest he feels guilty as hell about it. You’re a good person, hell, he could actually picture himself being friends, even dating you even without the soulmate thing, but that weird spiritual significance the bond adds to the whole thing just takes him places mentally he doesn’t want to be. He has a lot of internalized expectations for how soulmates are supposed to act and doesn’t really feel up to any of them.

Assuming you don’t ditch him during those mercurial few months things do settle down. He starts approaching it like any other relationship, with the same casual savoir-faire. He decides to take the soul bond as more of an added bonus than a bar-setter, and it helps his approach. He’s a good partner, casual and funny, but dedicated.

SF!Sans: You were storming down the stairs of your apartment building as the deafening alarm bells rang, absolutely pissed. You had three projects to finish by the end of the week and the last thing you needed was YET ANOTHER fire alarm. Especially when nothing appeared to be in flames.

You joined the small cluster of your fellow building mates, hugging your sweatshirt against the chill evening air. You walked among them, trying to piece together from various conversation who the hell deprived you of precious.minutes of work.

“Did you see anything?”

“Kitchen fire-”

“Maybe, but who-”

“Fucking asshole-”

“Look, Chief, all I’m sayin is if smoke’s pouring out of the oven, turn it off.” You pause. Bingo.

“I WILL DO NO SUCH THING! THE SMOKE IS WHAT GIVES MY BURRITOS THEIR DISTINCTIVE FLAVOR!” Its the two skeleton monsters you’d seen around a few times. The shorter one was the one yelling, while the taller one looked exhausted and mildly annoyed.

“Look, all ‘m sayin is the firefighters are getting pretty pissed off about having to come back so often. Not to mention stoves are expensive.”

“THOSE FIREFIGHTERS SHOULD LEARN SOME RESPECT FOR THE CULINARY ARTS.”

You’d heard enough. Stomping slightly and eyes blazing, you walked up to them and tapped the shorter one on the shoulder. He whirled on you. “WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?”

“Hi, excuse me, don’t mean to intrude, but what the FUCK is your damage.”

He looks stunned, for a moment too much so to speak, and his brother is shooting daggers at you but frankly you’re too pissed to care.

“Can you fucking control your damn stove so that I don’t have to tromp my ass out here GODS KNOW how many fucking times this week?! Some of us have work to do that isn’t setting food on fire and you’re getting. In. the fucking. Way.”

He found his tongue. “HOW DARE YOU-”

“I’m just saying, dude, after the fifth time maybe you’d get a clue!”

“Hey, back off.” The taller one said, looking at you with a dangerous eye.

You pointed an accusing finger at the other’s chest. “So get. Your shit. Toge-” Your finger had jabbed his chest at that point and suddenly a buzz erupted in your chest. You reacted instinctively and backed off, yelping a bit. The other felt something too and collapsed to a knee.

“Chief?!” The taller one knelt down beside him. “Sans, you okay?”

He was breathing hard for a minute and he looked up at you with a bizarrely intense face. “…..I’M FINE.”

“Sans-”

“I’M FINE!” He jerked his shoulders out of his brother’s grip and got to his feet. “COME ON, THEY’VE TURNED OFF THE ALARMS.” He walked away. The taller one shot you a dirty look before following.

……What the hell?

Somehow you managed to get the work done. There are no other fire alarm issues. You’re celebrating with a tired glass of wine a few days later when there’s a knock at the door. When you open it, there’s nothing but a plate of burritos there. What the- You flash back to the conversation. Is this….his way of apologizing? Maybe. You’re never one to turn down food and with the high from getting your work done you’re less inclined to be pissed with him, so you take it in and sample it.

Oh gods. If this is how his cooking usually is you can understand why smoke might help. At least it might mask some of the other flavors.

He keeps leaving burritos outside your room and you don’t have the heart to turn them down, but you can’t stand dumping food this much, so finally you show up outside his door and offer to show him a new method. His brother is shooting you dirty looks and he’s very resistant to most changes you suggest, but in the end you manage to churn up something, if not exactly tasty, at least approaching edible. Despite being stubborn and bossy, you kind of find yourself enjoying it. He’s got a sort of charm to him, and definitely has a lot of passion. Somehow he manages to convince you to stop by for dinner sometime.

Blood never tells you you’re soulmates. It sounds….gross and sappy and romantic and NOOOOOO. But he slowly works his way into your favors, toning down his aggressiveness a bit. He surprisingly smoothly transitions you into dating, and before you quite know what’s happening you’re having your first kiss outside your apartment door with the guy who keeps setting off the damn alarm. And somehow….you wouldn’t want it any other way.

(Oh, and Syrup does eventually forgive you).

SF!Papyrus: Last delivery of the night, and you’d finally be off. Least it was this place. You’d delivered enough late night takeout to know the guy tipped well. You knocked.

The door opened, revealing Syrup’s lanky form. “Hey kid.”

“Hey, dude.” You forked over the takeout. “Usual. Your bro not cooking tonight?”

“Staying the night with a friend. On my own for tonight.”

“Ah, explains the smell.” You say, indicating the faint fumes of weed wafting from the living room.

“Our little secret, sweetheart.” He winked.

You grinned faintly. Syrup was just enough of a casual flirt that you always kind of looked forward to him popping up on your route.

“How much do I owe ya.”

“$12.17.” You say, pulling the fanny pack with your change in it to your front. “Though I swear we should put this one on the house, you’re practically keeping us in business.”

“Not sure if that’s a reflection on me or the restaurant.” He handed you a twenty. You started counting out the change but he shook his head. “Keep it.”

“Dude, no, 7 bucks is way too much.”

“Hey, don’t argue, I’m a customer and the customer’s always right, right?”

“Come on, man, at least take some of it back, I feel guilty.” You press into his hand before he can protest again. The bones feel odd against your skin. Coming down to it, this may have been the first time you’d touched him instead of just handing items across…..You only have a second to contemplate this before there’s a thrill in your chest like an electric shock. Seems he felt it too: he yelped, jerking his hand back as the change fell to the floor, scattering coins.

Both of you pant a bit, cradling your hands. The buzzing stays, but is less intense. More like a faint vibration.

“What….what the hell….?” you say, finally looking from your hand to Syrup, only to find him staring at you with a dumbfounded expression. “….Syrup.”

“Uh….yeah.” He knelt to the ground, ducking his face a bit as he collects the dropped cash. “Just….just a stray magic burst. Sorry, happens sometimes.” He stands up and puts the change back to you, still avoiding your eyes. “Shouldn’t be any long term effects.”

“Um….are you okay?”

“What?” His eyelights finally dart up to hold yours, only to look away as he places a hand on the door. “Yeah, fine. Just baked. I’ll see ya later, maybe.” He closed the door before you could say another word.

Behind the door he has a minor crisis. Fuck. He’d gone this long without a soulmate, he’d just kind of assumed he didn’t have one. Now he has one, and its you, the human he’d been casually moving in on for a while now…..fuck, he’s not nearly baked enough for this shit.

Syrup’s not half bad at getting laid but a committed relationship? His confidence goes out the fucking window. Not to mention thanks to dedicating himself to looking after Sans he barely has the time (never mind that since he’s hit the surface Sans needs less looking after than he used to). What….what the hell is he supposed to do?

In the end, nothing. The next few times you deliver, he’s not rude exactly, but compared to every other encounter he’s extremely terse and withdrawn. After a while he finds he can’t resist getting back into playful banter, but he’s shyer, less likely to flirt. What the hell’s the point of getting attached. And yeah, he sees the irony.

Blood finds out, of course. Syrup’s never been much good at keeping things from his brother and after watching him mope around for an hour whenever you drop off food he puts the pieces together. He tells him to suck it up and just ask you out and keeps badgering him until Syrup finally lets it go that you’re soulmates. That seems to get him to back off…..until the next time you drop off food and he just lets you walk away.

Just as you’re about to exit the building you hear Sans barking after you. “HUMAN!”

You turn around to see him dragging his brother forward by his shirt collar, forcing the taller to bend down so he could keep up. It was almost funny. There was an orange tint to his skull that keeps getting stronger the closer they get to you and he’s mumbling protests up until Sans throws him in front of you.

“YOU AND MY BROTHER ARE SOULMATES.” Sans says irritatedly, giving you a terse rundown of what he is. “SO CAN YOU JUST TAKE HIM OUT ALREADY SO I CAN STOP DEALING WITH HIS SULKING?” And before either of you can say anything, he’s stormed off back to the apartment.

anonymous asked:

Hey beautiful people! I was wondering if you'd be able to rec me some good amnesia fics??? I don't mind the pairing. Thank you!

Don’t forget (hah) we also have tags! Here’s the general amnesia one, the amnesia!Derek and amnesia!Stiles! - Anastasia

Originally posted by haidaspicciare

I Will Remember by Sparks_And_Ink

(1/1 I 417 I Not Rated I Sterek)

Stiles doesn’t remember.

But he wants to.

(Stiles is in Trouble…) Must Be Tuesday by AbbyWolf (Gemmi999)

(1/6 I 842 I Teen I Sterek)

Nothing Stiles has read could have prepared him for this.

Aka the one where the Pack kind of, sort of, maybe, forgets Stiles.

Persuasion by BayLester

(1/? I 1,418 I Teen I Steter)

Stiles is back to his teenage years, Scott is still his best friend, his dad still works at the station, his mom is still gone. Everything is as it was before.
So what’s this deal with werewolves though? And why does this Peter guy keep following him around and looking at him like he kicked his puppy? (HA! puppy)

I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream by AlphaSara

(1/1 I 2,212 I Mature I Sterek)

Stiles remembers nothing.
Okay, that’s a lie.
But the things he does remember can’t be real.
Can they?
He’s a nobody, why would…?
Why would he live with bunch of strangers? 

The Aftermath by Anosmion 

(1/1 I 2,930 I Teen I Sterek)

Some fluffy Sterek with a side order of amnesiac!Stiles.

50 % by OnTheGround2012

(1/1 I 5,747 I General I Stackson)

Without Jackson, Stiles must make a decision about their son.

Blackbirds by becausefeels

(4/? I 10,243 I Explicit I Sterek)

Derek’s rich. Derek’s strong. Derek’s the most well-known alpha in a world where werewolves were the high species and all the others hid. Humans became things they worked so hard to get rid of - slaves. Systems continued, but werewolves ruled, and Derek just so happened to come from a long line of werewolves born, not bitten. Of course there were others in other countries, but Derek was looked up to, despite being so young. He knew that. He knew his power. And after Kate was turned, he took her as a wife and reigned. He was a typical sovereign leader; lots of money, a mansion he didn’t need, and a few slaves. When Derek is faced with a tough situation, he finds another slave - a slim, defiant nineteen year old boy who had no other name but, “Stiles.”

Bet You Didn’t See That Coming by Alis_Wonderland

(1/1 I 10,514 I Not Rated I No Pairing)

The pack thought that the best way to keep Stiles from getting hurt all the time, was to make him forget all about them. It pained them not to be able to be near him anymore, but at least he would be safe, right?….Wrong. Very wrong. As it turns out Stiles had been hiding a few secrets from them. Secrets that could come back to bite them in the butt if they came to the surface
In other words, this is my Supernatural Crossover AU where Stiles is Sam and Dean’s younger cousin who knows very well how to kill supernatural creatures in a couple different ways if they get on his bad side.

What Was and Now What Isn’t by aysteroid

(7/? I 27,130 I General I Stiles/Newt)

“S-Stiles?” The tanned one croaks, arms falling to his sides. Thomas doesn’t know who he’s calling to and doesn’t care. He shoves past him, grabs the young werewolf on his right and puts the gun to his head.

He glances towards Teresa and Minho, who form a defensive circle around Newt, who’s cradling his injured arm to his chest. Thomas’ jaw tightens. He raises his voice, keeps it cool and steady though he knows the werewolves can hear his heart jackhammering against his chest. “Release him. Or I will shoot.”

He scans the room, expects anger but only receives hurt and confused looks in return. Then that boy says it again, with more urgency and Thomas realizes in shock that it’s directed at him.

“Stiles.”

Fiddles of Gold by Ayende

(12/12 I 31,841 I General I No Pairing)

After the Fall, angels everywhere are desperately searching for vessels.

And what with the Dread Doctors and Theo destroying the pack from the inside out, Stiles is just about ready to say yes.

By Any Other Name by entanglednow

(1/1 I 33,090 I Explicit I Sterek)

He doesn’t know his name, he doesn’t know who he is, and neither does the werewolf he’s on the run with. But he’s pretty sure they hunt monsters, because they seem to be really good at it.

Acts of Non-Intervention by eak_a_mouse

(9/? I 36,134 I Teen I Lydia/Stiles/Jackson I Rape)

Jackson’s still a kanima and with Gerard dead, someone else has to step up.

I know that you love me, even when I lose my head by LunaCanisLupus_22

(13/13 I 135,522 I Explicit I Sterek)

“We’re not mates, Cora,” he insists. “I mean look at him-“

“Ouch,” the kid says, no longer pushing that shit eating grin.

“He’s- he’s,” Derek tries, at a loss of how to explain why this can’t be possible. Why it shouldn’t be possible.

Or the one where Derek gets attacked by hunters, ends up with amnesia and forgets Stiles is his mate.

anonymous asked:

Please do Ken/VIXX! I love your writing. You are one of my favorite writers. Because not only do you get the characterizations spot on, in my opinion, you also put out the ideas in such a way that it feels more organic. I don't know how you do it, but they always make me happy.

omg thank you so much ;;;; that means a lot to me!!!

  • lifeguard! ken
  • who has totally shown up to work in a speedo before because his lifeguard trunks were in the wash and no one could make eye contact with him for the Entire day
  • wears the sunglasses + the white stripe of sunscreen on his nose
  • puka shell necklace
  • lied that he cold surf on his application. he cannot,,,,,,surf let alone stand on the board
  • you’re at the beach on your day off, just relaxing with a book to read and ken thinks you’re awfully cute and it’s obvious by the way he keeps walking back and forth where you’re sitting flexing his muscles and going “im a lifeguard, call me if you need some help, im SUPER strong and SUPER cool”
  • and you roll your eyes, but he’s pretty cute 
  • but then suddenly,,,,,,,,,you look up at the sky and there’s rain,,,dark clouds,,,,,and whAM you feel the wind blow past
  • and someones grabbed a megaphone and yelled for everyone to get off the beach - there’s been a hurricane warning
  • and you gather your things, but then your towel blows away toward the ocean
  • and you’re like whatever but then you see ken,,,,,chasing after it into the water 
  • and you’re like nO DONT !!!!!!! the waves look super huge but ken is going anyway
  • and you’re standing there as everyones running past in a hurry and ken literally gets into the water to grab your towel and then tries to run back but gets knocked down by the wind
  • and you’re like “oh my god he’s so dumb,,,” but you can’t leave him so you run forward and help him up and you’re both dashing to make it inside of the locker rooms
  • and you’re standing next to him and ken’s like “got your towel back! no need to thank-” and you’re like “YoU COULD HAVE BEEN SWEPT UP IN THE WAVES DID YOU EVEN THiNK”
  • and he’s like ,,,,,,, “yes, true, but i got your towel back even though it’s all wet but hey” and he winks 
  • and you understand that he has no sense of the danger he put himself in,,,,,but he did it for you,,,,,and somehow that’s dumb but endearing
  • and you’re like “when this hurricane is over,,,,,,,,,do you wanna like,,,,,,get some food or something”
  • and ken grins and is like “sure! my shifts probably over since no ones gonna wanna swim in a hurricane, do you like seafood?”
  • you looking at ken: how is someone so,,,,,,good looking but so,,,,,,,,,,childish
  • (it’s cute tho) 

anonymous asked:

hello! I'm the same anonymous that asked you about new compelted fics XD I'm sorry if that was to broad, I'm more into long fics above 30k or so so if you have any new favs ( if it was happy ending it will be much better I don't wanna be bowling my eyes out later) pretty please ^_^

I haven’t read most of these but I’m pretty sure most have happy endings^^ also not all are very new but I’m adding them if we haven’t rec’ced them because they wouldn’t have been in our word count tag before this. I’m also gonna add some that have been added to our tags in the last few months tho, just because I’m not sure what you have and haven’t read

tenacious d in the dick of destiny by jhopeg - In the midst of struggling with debts and empty plastic packets of instant ramyeon, Taehyung and Jeongguk joined forces to put the phrase “sex sells” to good use.

Invisible People by mindheist - The most important things are the hardest of all to see.

(I know this isn’t quite 30k but it’s 22k and reading mindheist is a must)

i’ll return to you (a promised handful of orange blossoms) by meanho - “Do you think he’s cosplaying an anime, or manhwa?” Jimin asked, voice in a trance. Taehyung understood his confusion because it wasn’t every day you see a person dressed as fine as the king of Joseon himself stumbling through a crowd and knocking over some Sailor Mercury’s wand. “Hmm, maybe he’s going for someone from Yona of The Dawn?” Jimin scoffed, “Yeah right, more like my 9th grade text book.”(or, the taekook Rooftop Prince AU!!) (Sequel)

of smokey bars and burning hearts by madeliefie - The boy -man- is beautiful. The way the light shines on his face tugs at Jeongguk’s heartstrings and for the first time in his life, he’s caught off guard. Jeongguk knows he isn’t going to heaven and he figures that this boy is the closest thing to an angel he’ll get. Taehyung wants the world to know who he is and Jeongguk is dangerous enough to make that happen.

Reborn in Water by TrappingLightningBugs - Freshly graduated from high school, Jungkook loses his class ring in the nearby lake, and despite the fact that his parents would be super pissed, it’s not that big of a deal. That is, until a stranger decides to appear in his bath one night, wearing his ring.

GAME OVER: Side Quest by mintsoda - “Taehyung’s eyes grow bigger than two moons, his mind goes blank, and he feels like he’s still falling from the impact of the other man throwing him down to the ground when he looks into the other’s eyes, when he takes in the scowl on his lips, the cute nose and the jet-black hair that falls into his face airily, covering his furrowed, strong eyebrows.All the sounds around him are muffled as he continues to just stare, and even when Jimin appears next to them and clutches at the stranger’s arm Taehyung cannot seem to rip his eyes away from him. And that’s when he knows that he is completely and utterly done for.”

Overtones by coley_merrin - As a vampire, Taehyung’s life is full of walls and restrictions. Jungkook is a temptation and a risk, someone who could take away Taehyung’s eternity, even as he could steal Jungkook’s future.

An Interstellar Anomaly by PaprikaFetus - They are two heirs that belong to opposite sides of the universe.

In Every Parallel Universe (I’ll Keep on Loving You) by rimacchi -   “Taehyung.” Jeongguk stops him, his hand tight on his wrist and his head roaring, aching and spinning all at the same time with his thoughts jumbling up but the elder’s lips curl — that toothy boxy grin he has seen through the years. “You disappeared. You literally disappeared. You were gone for seconds and then you just — materialized!” “I have no magic tricks, Jeonggukie.” He replies and smiles because that’s what Taehyung does. He smiles like nothing’s wrong, he laughs and makes everything brighter and beautiful and worth it. But now Jeongguk’s confused and part of him thinks it’s because of those cups of coffee last night and another thinks it’s because he’s going insane; insane because for five seconds, he saw Taehyung vanish into thin air. Or Jeongguk’s happy as a college freshman and is in love with the physical embodiment of sunshine but some shitty supernatural phenomenon makes his boyfriend appear and disappear like magic and the world must have messed up.

Bubblegum Bitch by snowmoney - Jungkook is but a simple delivery boy; the last thing he needs is a high maintenance fake boyfriend.

loving easy by aeterisks - After two years of being a cheerleader, Taehyung has come to know all the people who usually attend the basketball games. So obviously, he wouldn’t fail to notice him. (Or, Taehyung is a cheerleader, Jeongguk is a not-so-really punk and Taehyung never thought he could fall in love so effortlessly.)

you give me the whole damn zoo by themelonlord - “Taehyung, I don’t think this is a good idea,” Jimin complains as he follows closely behind Taehyung, “I mean, what do you know about this kid? He looks like some punk.” Taehyung rolls his eyes and laughs, “You know better than to judge a book by its cover.” He spots Jeongguk standing by some lockers, probably one of them is his, but he doesn’t look like he’s going anywhere. “See? He looks lost,” Taehyung points out, “It’s our job, as seniors, to offer a helping hand to new students.” - aka. taehyung learns what it means to have friends, that not everyone is as mean as those bullies that pull on his ears and make fun of his tail.

Soulmates by GiiGii - Soulmates are supposed to be rare and enviable. At the height of his career, Jungkook can’t believe he’s found his; a beautiful Omega. He also can’t believe that his soulmate has rejected him. Taehyung has struggled with being an Omega since he presented. He doesn’t want to be forced into another dominating relationship but the appearance of Jungkook is upsetting his wishes.

Kintsugi by mysweetkittae - Kintsugi (n) – The Japanese art of repairing broken pottery with gold. Jungkook never expected to meet him, the boy that shone as bright as a million suns yet carried a darkness so heavy in his heart that it left his soul shattered, scrambling to pick up the splintered pieces and put himself back together again before he fell apart once more. He never expected to meet him, but he did, and he wouldn’t change it for a thing.

Burnouts, Booze, and Babes by jvante - Taehyung and Jeongguk are just two small town best friends getting drunk too often and making big plans they’ll probably never achieve. Taehyung takes it upon himself to teach Jeongguk all of the proper ways to have sex, and Jeongguk swears he’s just hanging around because Taehyung’s good in bed. Who would have thought these small town losers, who used to smoke behind the school, would become jewelers at the biggest department store in Seoul.

Be Your Forever, Be Your Fling by seikou - “As long as you want me, I’ll stay. I’ll be in love with you; for eternity, forever. I don’t think that will ever change,” Jeongguk says, a smile to his voice.“You’re my first love. My only love.”

Of Knights and Prince and Wayward Adventures by NeraB - After his castle is stormed, Prince Taehyung is forced to flee to secure reinforcements and save all those he holds dear, but he can’t do it alone, and the King entrusts his only son, the future of his Kingdom, to Sir Jeon Jungkook, one of his bravest knights, and the son of his closest advisor. Together, they must learn to rely on one another as they embark on their mission and navigate their feelings, trying to survive long enough to save their home - and their future together.

Mutual Fiend by kkumkkatcher - “I didn’t recognize you with your clothes on.” An AU where Jungkook needs to kill Taehyung, but Taehyung also needs to kill Jungkook, and things get (more than) a bit complicated.

Prisoner of the Mind by pinkeow - When your mind traps you inside its cold and dark cell, how will you escape?

I love you everyday (don’t get away) by rooxynroll - “It’s not that, hyung.” He tries out, unsure if the word will displease or appease Taehyung. “I’m going first because we’re climbing down the stairs. I’m protecting you, preventing you from falling down.” The pout of Taehyung’s lips stretch into a sweet smile that reaches his tired eyes. “So… You walk down the stairs in front of me to protect me if I stumble and fall?” Jeongguk nods, doe eyes shining slightly amused by Taehyung’s question. “Hmm. Then, would you carry me down the stairs, Jeonggukie? I’m so tired I might actually hurt myself even though you’re right in front of me. I might sprain an ankle.”or: the one where tae is a model and guk protects his ass (amongst other things).

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anonymous asked:

So, I joined my schools basketball team in the beginning of the year, I kinda suck, but that's ok cause I just started. Anyways, could you do something on Alex being captain of her high school/college basketball team and Maggie being so turned on by watching her play. I mean, I'm not saying the captain on my team is hot - and unfortunately straight - I don't know where you got that idea.

Sanvers Basketball College AU (ft. gay disaster Maggie Sawyer)

Basketball’s never been her thing.

She’ll scowl at anyone who dares to suggest it’s a height thing, and Winn still has the bruise on his arm from their horseplay a few weeks ago when he’d made the mistake of saying something along those lines.

But when Kara turns on her puppy eyes and tells Maggie that it’s her big sister’s first game of the season, Maggie can’t say no to the freshman girl who so warmly welcomed Maggie into a loving school community for the first time in her life.

So she tags along, exchanging a knowing grin with Lucy as Kara nervously takes Lena’s hand on one side and James’s on the other, as and Winn babbles along at top speed to Clark, his face getting redder the closer they get to the school’s gym, the closer they get to the crowd slowly forming for this season’s opening game.

She tags along, and she expects to have fun; but because of the company, not because of the game.

That is, until she lays eyes on the captain of the school team, who scans the stands with keen eyes until she find’s Maggie’s and waves and grins and winks.

Maggie blinks and forgets what breathing is. What…

Until she realizes that Kara has jumped out of her seat and is furiously waving back to the team captain.

The team captain with a black sweatband holding back her short, perfect, is-it-isn’t-it red hair, sweat already running in gorgeous rivulets down gorgeous, strong arms, long legs, and…

And Danvers written on the back of her jersey.

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Hey anon, I’m like. SUPER fond of this crossover ok?? I actually drew it a little already! It’s actually BECAUSE of a Mob Psychonauts crossover that I discovered Psychonauts! If I never reblogged that art way back when, and if Xi didn’t explain it more to me, I would have probably never played this wonderful game! ;v; 

That crossover was a “what if Psychonauts came to Mob’s world”, which I do love, but I wanted to try it in the opposite direction here :’D I tried real hard not to draw stuff for it coz HECK I HAVE ALOT OF AUS BUT here are some short dumb comics and my attempt at Black Velvetopia! Raz and Mob ;7;

I HAVE IDEAS. HERE ARE SOME. 

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In reverse (Part 4)

hey, i didn’t read this before posting.

hey, i wrote this at 3. 20 something a.m

hey, i need to sleep

Part 1
Part 2

Part 3

Archive of our Own ♥ 


Lotor has always been a lonely person. He never truly had any friends apart from Allura while growing up.

It wasn’t like he didn’t try bonding with others, he did! But people never like him so much. They Galra children were mean to him thanks to his looks, and nobody talked to him. He was always ignored and left behind.

Alteans children weren’t so different. They made fun of the color of his skin and said awful things about him. But not Allura.

They weren’t the best of friends since Allura was only good to him because she was a princess and had to behave, but they built a pretty good friendship from that. And really, Lotor was happy. He couldn’t complain.  

“Finally a friend,” he thought.

Lotor regretted losing Allura, Alfor and every good altean he met. After the fall of Altea, he felt even lonelier than before. He had lost a friend and a second family.

He resented his father for what he did.

Recovering Allura in his life, even as an enemy, was a gift for Lotor.

They friendship was broken, of course. His father had kill her family, and he was now leading his armies against her in order to please Zarkon’s wishes. But he was still glad to talk with her.

It was odd, really. They were enemies, but he could still stop and have a chat with her and her paladins.

Without realizing, he started meeting the princess once in a while in equal ground to talk for a bit. She always trying to convince him to join them and stop whatever thing he was doing, or just talking about old times.

Lotor never fails to notice how in those meetings the Blue Paladin is the only one of the paladins that talks to him and even stands by his side, keeping him company. Of course, Lotor sees this as a friendly and kind action. He doesn’t think too much about it

But Lance calls him “My prince” and Lotor is surprised. He wants to think he’s joking, but the paladin keeps calling him sweet names and giving him compliments once in a while and really, Lotor is not sure what to do about it. Sometimes he laughs or smiles politely, but most of the time he blushes.

Lotor doesn’t mind, and starts finding it funny even when he feels embarrassed.

He gathered the courage to answer. “Good bye, my paladin.” He feels motivated to keep saying it after he sees a big smile on Lance’s face.

They start talking, and it’s nice. Lotor feels a bit confused by this change, but he can’t truly complain. The Blue paladin has proven to be a nice and friendly person, and Lotor couldn’t help but being attracted to him. Their talks are simple and about nothing important, but the prince enjoys them deeply.

Lance becomes a dear friend to him.

But then Lance starts calling him endearments, and calling him “My love”. And Lotor is not so sure anymore if that’s how friends behave.

Lance gets closer to him. He touches his shoulder or pats his back. It weirds out Lotor at first, not used to having anyone doing something like that to him. It’s strange, and Lotor gives Lance a funny look the first time he grabs his shoulder.

But he says nothing, and allows the paladin to be close.

Then he touches his hair, and Lotor is again confused and surprised by this.

“Why?”

“Because I need to prove if it’s as soft as it looks. Now, stop complaining and come here.” He doesn’t understand where the sudden need of the paladin to feel his hair came from, but he doesn’t put any restrains.

He shivers when he feels Lance’s fingers softly playing with hair.

“Are you satisfied?” He asks.

“Very.”

And when he lets his hands falls, he caress his neck with so much tenderness that made Lotor jump and blushed like crazy. He looks at Lance scandalize and confused, but the human was smiling. Oblivious of what he had done.

Lotor swallows hard. He was not used to having someone touching him so much. Even when Lance’s actions are small, they do an amazing number on him.  

Something changes. His meetings with Allura becomes shorter, and his conversations with Lance longer. He wonders why the princess is always on a hurry, but he can’t truly complain when he earns more time with Lance.

He becomes eager to see him.  But suddenly Lance is not waiting for him anymore, not looking at him so much or even talking to him. He tried waiting to see a reaction of the Blue paladin, he hoped he would suddenly look for him again. But he didn’t.

So he takes a step forward, grabs Lance’s hand and invites him to stay with him for a chat. He tries to flirt like Lance did many times with him. He knows he’s probably making a fool of himself, but he doesn’t care. Lance is laughing and he looks beautiful. And it made Lotor happy too.

He leaves to a planet, he has duties to attend. To his surprise, he sees Lance there and feels the need to run to him and greet him. But his guards are close, and they could tell the Witch about his meetings with Voltron or try to attack the Paladin.

Lotor takes Lance by the wrist, he doesn’t lets him talk much before guiding him to a dark alley, away from his guards.

“Ok, I think we are safe her–” Lance hugs him, and it takes him by surprise as always.

Lotor feels a pleasant warm spread in his chest. He hesitates a bit, but he returns the hug. Embracing the paladin on his arms. They are so close, and it makes Lotor anxious. A good anxious. His heart beats, and he swears his cheeks are blushing like they always do when he’s with Lance.

He hands are on his waist, holding him close. He doesn’t want to let him go.

The kind of intimacy they were sharing in those moment was something he had never experienced before, and Lotor just wanted to cling to Lance’s body.

To get more and more of him.

Lance moves, and now they are staring. The boy bits his lips, and Lotor takes a deep breath. Lance’s eyes are shining, and Lotor is not stupid. He knows what the paladin is waiting for. And God, he craves it too. But he is unsure.

What does he feel? Is it desire? Is it love?

Maybe he was only starved-touch.

Lance breaks apart. The moment is gone and the paladin only gives him a kiss on the cheek.

He feels a little bit sad, to be honest.

“It’s good to see you, my prince.”

Lotor’s smile returns, and he nods leaning to kiss him on the cheek too. “The pleasure is all mine, my paladin.”

He swallows and shakes his head. Being near to the Blue paladin always makes funny things to him. He clears his throat and starts talking, trying to ignore what happened between them, at least for now.

Lance stays for a week. And it’s wonderful. Lotor manages to get rid of his guards, so he can be with Lance all the time. He feels truly happy, and he doesn’t feel as lonely as before. He finally has someone with him, and it was Lance. He was his friend and so much more.

Lotor slowly comes into terms with his feelings, and realizes he likes Lance in the romantic way. And how could he not? The paladin was adorable. He was funny, good-looking, kind, and just perfect to Lotor’s eyes.

“It’s time for me to go.”  

“What? Why?” Says Lotor looking alarmed.

“Lotor, I finished my mission days ago. I need to return to my team, they need me.”

“Can’t you stay a bit longer?” Lotor takes his hand. His grip on him strong. He doesn’t want to let Lance go.

“I’m sorry, but I told you I need to go.”

He frowns and panic settles in his chest. He knows he looks pathetic, looking so devastated, but he didn’t care. Lotor embrace Lance in his arms, hugging tightly. His heart breaking at the thought of Lance leaving him after realizing he was in love with him.

“I need to tell him!”

Lance cups his face on his hands, obliging him to look at him. Lotor recognizes it, the same longing look they share in the dark alley and he decides he won’t let that opportunity go away.

Slowly, he leans forward. He can feel his heart beating fast and his cheeks blushing. He is nervous, but not afraid.

They kiss and Lotor can’t believe what’s happening. He tries to be soft, sweet. To show Lance through the kiss how much he cares for him, how much he likes him. Lance responds with eagerness, and Lotor makes a surprise noise.

He makes his best to follow and to repeat some of Lance’s movements.  

The kiss is kind at first, but it gets a bit intense with time. Lotor wants more, and so does Lance he can tell. But the prince stops before things can get out of control. Lance’s lips are red from their make out and Lotor can’t help to give him a few kisses more.

Being new to the experience, he only wanted more.

Lance chuckles. “I think I can try to talk with Allura and see if I can stay a bit longer.”  

Lotor nods, making Lance laugh even more. The boy takes his helmet, gets up and leaves the room to talk with his leader in the halls. Meanwhile he stays there, touching his lips with a small smile on his face.

He sighs and lets his smile fades for a bit.

He just hopes that his happiness last.



They always say that ignorance is a bliss, Lotor.

Enjoy things while you can, my prince.

For thine is the kingdom

The first time Damian wears the Nightwing uniform he’s eighteen, the same age Dick was when he decided that Robin was his past and not his future anymore.

Or, his children are growing up, and Dick’s having a hard time accepting it. 

The basic idea for this AU is pretty much the original Morrison run with the addition of Dick and Kory being married and already having Mar’i when Damian came along in the picture. So when Bruce “died” and Dick replaced him as Batman, he and Kory just officially adopted Damian and raised him as their own, thank you very much. 

Two big inspirations I have to credit: Kingdom Come (…duh, I know, but I’ve recently reread it and god, I love it) and dar-draws amazing Dickkory+Damian&Mar’i fanarts

Written for Batfam Week, Day 5: Legacy

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The first time Damian wears the Nightwing uniform he’s eighteen, the same age Dick was when he decided that Robin was his past and not his future anymore. Dick tries not to make dangerous equations about the two of them and just pushes the thought aside. Damian’s not going through an identity crisis, he’s just filling in for a night per Dick’s own request.

Tonight he’s supposed to meet with one of his lead regarding a big case GCPD’s been working on for a year now, but a long and less than thrilling chase through the sewers has left him with a sprained ankle, and his source will not talk to anyone else but Nightwing. Damian found it funny and accepted right away to replace him, if only to spend the night teasing him about how old and slow Dick’s getting (and Dick swats him around the head and laughs with him at every joke, but deep down he does wonder. Five years ago, this wouldn’t have happened at all, and even if it had happen, it wouldn’t have prevented him from doing his job anyway.)

Now he sits on the couch in the sweatpants he uses as pyjamas, fidgeting with his crutch and waiting for Damian to step out his bedroom. He has already a joke on the tip of his tongue about Damian’s ass not being up to the part, but before the kid finishes changing, the front door opens with a bang and Mar’i comes running in the living room with a grin spreading all over her face.

“Is he still here?”, she asks Dick, then she makes her way into Damian’s room without waiting for the answer. “Damian! I want to see!”

“What- Get out!”, Damian shouts back. “Dick!”

“Oh c’mon, don’t be a prude!”, Mar’i teases him, and Dick can’t see them, but he hears the beginning of a scuffle and sighs.

“Mar’i, let him change in peace!”, Dick calls out after his daughter, but he’s kind of smiling at Damian’s outraged protests and Mar’i delighted laughs. Also, he has no intention of getting up for now, so they better sort it out on their own.

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anonymous asked:

Could I possibly very much ask for you to do the body guard post with got7 please? Not that it will matter lmao but it's my birthday tomorrow so if you do I will literally die of happiness your blog is my life lol but if it's too much of a hassle don't worry about it and keep doing yo thang B)

since it’s your birthday tomorrow, i am honored to accept this request and hopefully it’ll make you smile !!!! here’s bodyguard got7~

Mark

  • silent, but the most deadly out of everyone because he’s got a reputation in the business as being one of the most physically skilled and stealthy bodyguards
  • sometimes you’re not sure if you hired a guard or like a secret assassin 
  • enjoys a variety of sports and when you practice he’s always there to lend a helping hand like that time you took up tennis for a while and when your teacher was gone, mark very politely offered to help you with your stance and maybe just maybe having his strong hands maneuver your hips has made you a tinsy bit shy around him now…….
  • but as a guard he’s very reserved and mannered. he doesn’t enjoy the other guards touching you if it isn’t for safety precaution and if anything when bambam starts making jokes and putting his arm on your shoulder mark is always there to keep him in check
  • but unlike jinyoung he’s not a complete downer, you’ll see him laughing at the younger bodyguards antics or when he catches jackson falling asleep during an important meeting
  • and he looks so handsome and perfect that sometimes you can’t concentrate on your work when he’s on solo duty and standing beside you looking….well…..like That
  • one time mark had gotten to work a little late and you had run into him before he had got to change into the uniform
  • and there he is, in just some grey sweats and a low hanging tank top, hair still sweaty from what you assume was his morning workout
  • and you’re so startled by the sight you drop the pile of papers you’re holding and mark notices you and you’re like ohno oh no o h N o 
  • but he’s already jogging over to help you and when he leans down you can practically see down his tank and you’re like eep and he’s like hmmm
  • and when he looks up you guys are so close, noses practically touching and …… and you’ve gotta be dreaming but is mark tilting his head to lean in and ……
  • jacksons voice echos from somewhere like MARK DUDE JINYOUNGS SO PISSED YOUR LAt- o H AM I inteRRUPtING 
  • and you and mark pull back but it’s too late jackson is giggling his head off and telling you to continue doing whatever but you and mark are bLUShing messes 

JB

  • for the fun of it im giving bodyguard jb a motorcycle in this au 
  • and jinyoung nags that it’s unprofessional for a guard to show up on such a loud bike!!!!! but when you pass by you compliment jb on how cool it is that he’s got a motorcycle and how you’d love to ride on one one day
  • and when you’re gone, jb just turns to jinyoung with the most smug smile like ‘the boss approves’
  • jinyoung stomps away huffing and misses the part where jb has to cover his face with his hand because GOD you just called him COOL he’s gonna be thinking about this all day
  • likes having two guns because he can be extra but also probably because he actually knows how to handle the weapons and tbh he can even spin them and yugyeom keeps begging jb to teach him how to do it but jb is like “you’re too young kid”
  • yugyeom; looks into the camera like he’s on the office 
  • bodyguard!jb has this scar on his back from a motorcycle crash a couple years before and all the guards think it’s badass so when they’re changing they’re all like he’s soooooo tough and chic and WOW
  • in reality jb watches dramas on his phone when you’re all in the car to an event and jackson’s like watcha watching and jb’s like ……nothing im watching a documentary on like. guns. yeah. guns
  • he crying over the new moon lovers episode please
  • there was a situation once at a public charity event you were holding and someone was basically chasing after you and jb since jb had been alarmed at the danger and was trying to get you to safety
  • so you’re running behind him, jb turns around to grab your hand and instead of going all the way to where your car is he tells you he’s parked his bike closer so he hops on, gives you the helmet and tells you to hold on
  • and you grip his waist as he gets the engine started and you yell that he needs to be careful because he doesn’t have an helmet on since he gave it to you, but jb just shakes his head
  • and once you’re far away enough he pulls over to the side of the road and you practically throw yourself into his arms because gOd you were so scared he was going so fast
  • and jb’s like don’t worry! i always go fast, motorcycles are-
  • but you hit his chest and you’re like THATS NOT WHY i was so scared we’d crash and you’d get hurt
  • and jb feels his heartbeat skip as he looks down at you and you’re just like “don’t put yourself at risk like that for me” and you sniffle a bit but he only pulls you into his arms and is like “it’s my job though, but..i promise ill try to be more safe from now on.”

Jackson

  • acts like a big kid, memes like a big kid, but can snap someones neck with his bare hands
  • doesn’t ever want to resort to violence but he has this really bad impulse control that if someone as much as /looks/ wrong at you he will go at them
  • and that’s why he’s always got scrapes and bruises on his hands and face because he’s always getting into arguments that turn into fights with assholes whether he’s protecting you or even when he’s like off the job
  • like if jackson sees someone being harassed by someone else he has to step in and protect the weaker person 
  • he’s basically a natural protector 
  • but also god does he make you laugh and god does he put himself in embarrassing situation to do so
  • like once he literally backflipped into a meeting room just to introduce you like 
  • he flipped and then got on one knee with his arms out and yelled INTRODUCING MY BOSS
  • and you were laughing hysterically while jinyoung and jb were having heart attacks and youngjae was like “jackson, should i throw the confetti you gave me now or???”
  • jackson loves doing faces @ you during conference calls like you’ll be doing a skype chat with a big lawyer and behind your computer jackson is making faces to help keep you concentrated but all it does is make you want to laugh which would not look good for you rn
  • jackson once was like wanna see my impression of jb and you were like ok and he literally clenched his jaw and drew two dots above his eye with a pen and you were like DYING ……..and then jb walked in and both you and jackson were like cough cough what cough cough 
  • one week you notice that jackson has been taking off like 4 days in a row and you think it’s because of maybe a vacation but then youngjae mentions how he visited jackson in the hospital the other day and you’re like WHAT HES IN THE HosPITAL 
  • and when you find out why you’re like OF COURSE and you literally cancel everything on your schedule to go check on him and when you come into the room jackson almost falls out of the bed trying to get up to greet you and you’re like “WANG JIAER” 
  • and he’s like oh no you’re using my full …real…name and you’re like wHY did you get into another fight and end up breaking your leg- and he’s like i had to this drunk guy was picking on his wife and you know i can’t let things like that go!!
  • and you’re just like GOD WHY ARE YOU SO….SO GOOD AT WORRYING ABOUT OTHERS WORRY ABOut YOuRSELF and he’s like it’s fine!!! my body is my own and im ok with it being-
  • and you like lean over and you’re like “jackson, your body is yours but think about this: im always worrying for you ok -please for me, don’t pt yourself on the line you’re my bodyguard and so a part of you is my responsibility”
  • and jackson kind of maybe blushes for the first time and you’re like,,,,,,ohmy god and he’s like “ok~ my body is also yours from now on” and you’re like asdfaasfdada that’s so—–but ok ill take it

Jinyoung

  • bodyguard and moral consultant on just about everything 
  • sometimes you ask jinyoung why in gods name he became a bodyguard he’s so intelligent he could be working for the government or he could be a professor
  • and jinyoung just bashfully declines because ofc he’s not that /smart/ (he is) and plus he enjoys his job because he gets to protect someone as precious to the nation as you
  • and you’re like “wow, you’re so smooth you must be popular when it comes to romance huh” and jinyoung looks away and gets pink like wh-what who has time for romance all he has time for is to think of ways to protect you and maybe enjoy a lengthy classic novel every now and then
  • but in reality jinyoung is one of the more clumsy guards, as in he doesn’t feel comfortable handling a weapon and would lose to mark and jackson in the athletics department 
  • but he’s incredibly detailed oriented and organized so he keeps everything running smoothly and if there’s a problem, all he does is whisper a code into his earpiece and boom - everything is taken care of
  • but his sharp approach scares a lot of people away
  • and so when you smile sweetly at him and thank him for always helping you out whether it be a wardrobe malfunction, keeping you safe from hired hitmen, or just knowing that when you’re pulling all nighters you enjoy earl grey tea and chocolate as snacks like ………. jinyoung thinks he’s falling in love
  • and he knows he’s falling in love when he accompanies you to a children’s orphanage where you’re donating a good sum of money to be able to get school supplies and hire teachers for the kids
  • and the kids all run up to you and hug your leg or ask you to pick them up and jinyoung watches as you glow like the sun, surrounded by all this children who adore you
  • and when one little girl you’re holding points to jinyoung and mumbles that he’s scary, you just turn around and you’re like “he’s not scary at all, he’s my knight in shining armor - he keeps me safe!!”
  • and the little girl giggles and she’s like “if he’s your knight, do you love him?” and jinyoung damn near has a heartattack
  • and when you smile and nod, saying “yes, i love him very much”
  • jinyoung does have a mini heartattack and excuses himself to sit down and you’re just playing obliviously with the children and jinyoung is just: screaming internally with happiness
  • on the way back home he whispers that he loves you too but doesn’t think you hear him but you Do. YOU DO 

Youngjae

  • bodyguard that’s more like your best friend 
  • you’re supposed to be listening to some governor talk about the new building they’re putting up but instead youngjae is like “psst i beat my highscore in farming frenzy yesterday” and you’re like WHAT no show me
  • you guys spend way too much time laughing over bad memes and vines in the car that jinyoung has to remind you to go over your speech like 5 times and then confiscate youngjae’s phone so neither of you can laugh about the mr. krabs spinning meme anymore 
  • he’s seen you do some embarrassing stuff like sing into your brush when ringdingdong came on shuffle or when you accidentally used your chopsticks backwards
  • but like i said, he’s more of a best friend than a bodyguard and he doesn’t judge you at all and never tells any of the guards about the dumb (but cute) slip ups you have
  • like jinyoung, he doesn’t handle guns very well so instead he has like a whistle and a baton and he’s like “i feel like a hall monitor” and jackson’s like “it’s ok, if anything just use bambam as a weapon he’s so light just pick him up and throw him”
  • bambam: i didn’t sign up for this
  • it’s the day of one of your really big presentations and you’re completely shaken because you spent the last week in bed sick and you’re sure you’re going to forget your speech
  • and so you run off and have like a breakdown in a private room somewhere and ofc like the guards go into a frenzy because no one can find you
  • until youngjae stumbles across the room you’re in and he knows you well enough that he knows to check the closets and under the desks and he finds you curled into a small ball and you’ve got tear stained cheeks
  • and he pulls you out gently and holds you and he’s like “you know, you don’t have to do the presentation today - everyone will understand”
  • and you’re just like i can’t let people down like that, i can’t be a failure
  • and youngjae kisses the stains of your cheeks and he’s like “you’re not a failure, you’ve achieved so much and ill stand by your side forever - there’s nothing to be afraid of”
  • and you look up and youngjae like. he really wants to kiss you but it’s obvious he’s holding back and so you take his face in your hands and kiss him first and youngjae falls back in shock but kisses back
  • and you guys return holding hands and jinyoung is about to rant, but mark nudges him and looks at your hand with youngjaes and jinyoungs like…………….im letting it go. onCE

Bambam

  • no one finds him threatening and that gets on his nerves SO MUCH 
  • like he’ll jump at any chance to protect you JUST to prove to his hyungs that yes - yes he is suitable for this job and he’ll give it his all
  • and when i say any chance i mean it
  • like he jumped in front of a frisbee that got thrown while you were walking through the park and got hit in the head with it instead of catching it and literally passed. out
  • and when he woke up his head was in your lap and he was like “did i do good??? at least it didn’t hit you????? right?????”
  • and jb is like “you passed out because a plastic plate hit your damn head-”
  • but you shush jb and pet bambam’s hair and you’re like “im really glad you were there for me, thanks for keeping me safe~” and bambam gets so smug about it all day he keeps reminding everyone by pointing to the bandage on his head 
  • and some uglys that work with you are always critiquing bambam’s sometimes loud, sometimes bold actions and they’re like “he’s so thin and immature, why do you keep him around?” and you wanna be like “you can shut your dumb ass mouth up because he’s hardworking and loyal and makes me smile” but you’re just like “he’s my bodyguard. don’t speak ill of him if you dont know.”
  • and bambam is cute he shows up to work with a different designer tie and designer cufflinks and he’s like “i wanna look the best in front of my boss~” and yugyeoms like “you have a crush don’t you??” and bambam is like WHAT NO SHUT UP 
  • but he does and when he hears you standing up for him when other people tell you to fire him, it breaks his heart because he doesn’t want to be this burden to you
  • and one day when he requests to talk to you alone he says that he’s considering quitting because he’s done nothing to protect you or make you feel more safe and he’s shit at being a bodyguard isn’t he
  • and you literally slam your pen down and get up and you stand in front of him and you’re like “you’ve done more than make me feel safe, bambam you make me feel comfortable because you never lie. you never hide your intentions, and i love that about you.”
  • you lean in and brush his hair aside and bambam swears he’s looking at an angel (you) and he’s like,,,, im sorry for bringing this up and being weak,,,
  • and you’re like “maybe you’re not as strong physically as jackson or as quick witted as jinyoung but ….. you’re the only one i want to be with all the time.” and when you say this you can literally see the hearts in bambams eyes and he stands up and just throws his arms around you and gives out this long happy sigh and kisses your neck and you’re like bamb- ah bambam!!! not now!!! i have to work and he’s like SORRY SORRY 

Yugyeom 

  • healing eye smile that probably makes any criminal who even thinks of harming you regret their decision all together and instead of attacking you, leaves to repent their crimes because no. they can’t hurt you…….and they cannot for sure 100% hurt your cute bodyguard kim yugyeom 
  • he isn’t allowed to have a gun or even a baton …….. but it’s like ok because he kinda looms over everyone with his height and broad shoulders and so just having him wear the suit is enough
  • like once some guy cursed at you at a meeting and yugyeom just walked over,  put his arm around the dude and threw him over his shoulder and was like “you’re being mean, so im going to escort you out of the room sir.”
  • jinyoung was like put him down. but mark was laughing and jackson was like thaTS right YUGYEOM you tell that dude off 
  • bought a book on martial arts and tried to teach himself, but got really bored of it and so all he learned was the roundhouse kick but it’s cute once he perfected it he was so eager to show you he was like!!!! look i learned this cool move that’ll help me protect you
  • and then he proceeded to do the kick but his legs are long and so he knocked over a lamp and got really apologetic and tried to fix it, but broke it even more and was like omgomgomgomgomg im sorry please don’t fire me i didn’t mean it
  • and you just giggled and told him it was ok, his kick was cool and if anything you could always get another lamp
  • yugyeom loves it the most when you praise him and when he comes in with his hair smoothed back one day you’re like “woW so cool, so handsome~~” and he literally did the big smile, showing all his teeth like hehehehehe YOU think so,,,,,,anything you like boss ill keep~~~~~ and you were like good because i like everything about you 
  • and yugyeom literally smiled sO BIG at that that his happiness almost blinded you
  • once he was on solo duty to take you to have a lunch meeting with the CEO of a big business and the whole time the sleazy guy was totally trying to flirt with you and you could see from the corner of your eye that yugyeom was starting to twitch and even glare at the guy
  • and usually yugyeoms a happy guy, never taking anything too seriously but the way he was piercing daggers at the guy you couldn’t help but laugh against your palm
  • and when lunch was over you could see how tense yugyeoms shoulders were and you were like is everything ok??? and he was like yeaaaaaaaaaah….no………
  • and he turned to you and scratched his neck and was like “are you and that ceo…more than……you know….or like….do you want to be more………you know it’s not my business.”
  • but you can see the little hints of jealousy and you’re like “yugyeom, lean down i wanna tell you a secret” and he’s like OH OK 
  • but when he leans down you kiss his temple and you’re like “the only person that’s something more to me is you, but shhh ok?”
  • and yugyeom turns red like a cherry but he’s so GIDDY heS like ok!!!!!! ill keep it a secret!!!!!!!!! but hey you know,,,, i like you too!!!!!! keep it a secret tho!!!!!!!!!! hehehehehe 

anonymous asked:

I think my thing with age gap is that, if the two people had a close relationship when one of them was a kid and the other one wasn't....I struggle with that. Just the idea of Kakshi watching her slowly grow into a woman and then one day realizing he is attracted to her after a certain point, I cannot. I'm convinced a part of him would always see her as a child to him. If it's AU where they meet as adults I don't mind though. Their hair color compliments somehow...

You know, it’s totally ok that it squicks you! It’s completely alright if you want to say “I only like KakaSaku in AUs where they meet as adults” (or in AUs where they’re the same age).

Personally, I actually like the appeal of “whoa I thought our relationship was X but now suddenly I want it to be Y” in ships, that’s a major theme in my OTPs across many fandoms. For one thing, that’s built-in drama. Person A wants the relationship to change, but Person B isn’t sure, and then Person B suddenly realizes it but Person A has gone away, Person B you must chase Person A down! EXCITEMENT. Also: external opposition? Taboo?? I MUST HIDE MY FEELINGS AND PINE SECRETLY FOR LO, MY LOVE CAN NEVER BE??? 😍😍😍

Specifically with Kakashi and Sakura, a big reason why I ship them is that while genin Sakura certainly does intend to respect and obey him and view him as an authority figure (because she’s a Good Girl), right from the get-go she doesn’t really. Inner Sakura (her true feelings) laughs at Naruto’s prank, and she’s appalled at his lateness and trolling. The entire time she’s a genin, I’m convinced that Kakashi never truly registered her potential. The most frequently cited example of this, because it really is appalling, is when Sakura mastered tree walking the first try–#1, Kakashi merely uses her accomplishment to ridicule and shame the boys, turning them against Sakura (teamwork, Kakashi??? hello???); #2, her “reward” is to sit on the bridge with Tazuna while Kakashi trains the boys without her. Nice. And during the time skip, it’s fairly obvious that Kakashi and Sakura didn’t interact–otherwise Kakashi wouldn’t have been so completely gobsmacked at her unleashing the Fifth’s strength. He wasn’t merely surprised, he was stunned.

The inference that he thought Sakura completely incapable of learning Tsunade’s techniques so fast is inescapable. He knew she was training with Tsunade, so Sakura using Tsunade’s technique shouldn’t have shocked him so much, right? Yet it did. Because he completely discounted Sakura’s ability.

That’s slow to change as well. Even though Sakura’s fight against Sasori was far more successful than Kakashi and Naruto’s against Itachi and Deidara, even though Sakura is spending every moment of her free time researching and begs him in the hospital to help find a way to improve, does Kakashi bother to come up with a training regimen for Sakura? Nope. He and Yamato train Naruto alone, and they get Asuma involved as well.

Now, to a huge extent, to me, this is just a symptom of what should have been an overarching problem in the series: short-term thinking. It is completely natural that short-term thinking would be ubiquitous in a society undergoing constant warfare and violence. But short-term thinking causes problems, and when those problems are attacked with more short-term thinking, things can turn to shit so fucking quickly. Each of Kakashi’s decisions to prioritize Naruto and Sasuke so exclusively make sense through a short-term focus. His decision to teach Sasuke the chidori to fight Gaara makes sense through a short-term focus. It’s only when you step back and look at the pattern that you realize how fucked up these decisions are.

So when does Kakashi start to realize how wrong he’s been? In my opinion, it all comes home to him during the Five Kage Conference and his fight with Sasuke–a fight that prominently features the chidori that Kakashi is responsible for choosing to teach Sasuke. Kakashi says right out in this arc that he was a bad teacher. He is correct.

It’s the Fourth War when I see him really changing his view towards Sakura, and realizing just how much this wonderful, amazing, strong kunoichi isn’t the Sakura he thought he knew. But there’s a snag. She’s still all hung up on the guy  who literally everybody treated as more important than her safety from day one! Oops!

Originally posted by mittdwmrl

DAT CHEEK BRUSH THO.

And we haven’t even gotten into all the things that Sakura doesn’t know about Kakashi! So yeah the stage is set for amazing things, potentially, but this is Naruto so we don’t get nice things. But who cares, really? I mean, fuck, I ship all the canon ships except SS, so just take it from me: you do not want your Naruto ship to be canon. My God! You want Kishimoto writing your OTP?! You want Studio Pierrot writing it?!?! I ship NaruHina and I’ll never be the same. Don’t do that to them. Keep them in fandom, where they’re safe from the shitstorm that is the rest of post-699 Naruto.

*coughs* I seem to have run off the rails, anon, sorry about that. Onto your last point.

I am convinced that a not insignficant portion of Sakura’s shippability is her colour scheme. You wouldn’t think pink hair and green eyes would blend so well, but for some reason it really does? She just looks good with everyone!

GrimmFuture!Crew meeting with their volume 1 counterparts to exchange advice! (Sent by anon)
  • Grimmfuture!Ruby, harshly: Kill Cinder Fall. As soon as possible.
  • Ruby, shaking from shock: Wh....what? Kill someone?? And why do you have Uncle Qrow's scythe? What's going on with your eye? What's that mark on your waist? What /happens/ in the future!?!
  • Grimmfuture!Ruby, glaring down to her own waist, flexing her shoulders to allow her cloak to envelop her: Just get rid of Cinder. Then none of this will happen.
  • ~~~
  • Grimmfuture!Weiss, a small chuckle: Get used to your teammates quicker.
  • Weiss, with a pout: Well if they were competent I'd have no issue!
  • Grimmfuture!Weiss, shaking her head with a sigh, looking over to GF!Blake with a small smile: Believe me...you'll grow to love them more than you think.
  • Grimmfuture!Weiss, clearing her throat: Ahem. But, you need to get along with your team, the Headmistress of Beacon can NOT be so difficult to work with. Understand?
  • Weiss, her eyes widening in amazement: H...Headmistress?
  • ~~~
  • Grimmfuture!Blake, placing a gentle hand on Vol1!Blake's shoulders: Your team will accept and love you for who you are...I promise.
  • Blake, stiffling back tears, trying to keep her voice from shaking: R-Right...
  • Grimmfuture!Blake, her tone saddening, avoiding Vol1!Blake's eyes: There are some things though...that you won't enjoy doing...but you have to. Only /you/ can completely eradicate the White Fang.
  • Blake, stepping back in shock, panicked: E-Eradicate!?!
  • ~~~~
  • Yang, her eyes rapidly scanning her older counterpart: Your arm...and that...weird sword? Is that...is that mom's?
  • Grimmfuture!Yang, glancing over her shoulder, looking at the hilt of her mother's sword, nods: Yeah. Yeah it is. She isn't dead, at least I don't think so. As for the arm...uhh, try your best to keep it out of harms way. Maybe you can hold onto it.
  • ~~~
  • Jaune, sitting on the ground after being knocked down, through gritted teeth: Wh-what was that for!?!
  • Grimmfuture!Jaune, glaring down at his younger self, a burning hatred in his eyes: Your...MY...cowardice and incompetence is the reason /she's/ dead. Get yourself in high gear. You might have a sliver of a chance to save her if you shut up and get down to work right now.
  • Grimmfuture!Jaune, jabbing his cane into the gut of his younger self: You might even be able to save your leg too while you're at it.
  • ~~~
  • Grimmfuture!Nora, sheepishly: I...I remember when I was still as lively as you are...just...promise me, err, yourself something.
  • Nora, uncharacteristically quiet: Yeah? What is it?
  • Grimmfuture!Nora, almost reluctantly, holding back sobs, beginning to visibly shake: Try to...try not to take loss so hard...that's the life of a Huntress after all...loss.
  • Nora, remaining silent, her face pointing down to the ground: ....
  • ~~~~
  • Pyrrha, looking around, a worried expression upon her face: Maybe...maybe the older me got lost...she...she's around here somewhere? Right?
  • Pyrrha, fearful tears building up in her eyes, her voice cracking: R-Right?
  • ~~~~
  • Grimmfuture!Ren, bowing to his younger self: You've already dedicated so much of your life to her. And she's made you happy, she's made you smile countless times.
  • Ren, quietly, glancing over to the two Noras: ....Nora?
  • Grimmfuture!Ren, placing his hands on Vol1!Ren's shoulders, snapping him back into reality, a broken-hearted look on his face: However...if your lives come to the point of ours...it will then be your turn to put the smile on her face...the happiness in her heart. She will be broken, and you will be the only one to hold the pieces tight.
  • Ren, his lip trembling, but he quickly gets a hold of himself, looking into the eyes of his older self, and nods, determined: Of course. Of course.
  • ~~~~
  • Coco, grabbing onto her older self's shirt collar, her voice shaking with fury: WH-WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE'S GONE!? WHO DID IT!?
  • Grimmfuture!Coco, her sunken and bloodshot eyes sadly look herself up and down, lazily bringing a flask up to her lips: You...really don't want the answer to that.
  • ~~~~
  • Fox, silently sitting alone: ....
  • Velvet, slowly sitting beside Fox, her calm look being betrayed by the worry in her voice: Mine...mine didn't come either.
  • ~~~~
  • Grimmfuture!Yatsuhashi, stroking his chin: You will see pain my young friend, however you must be able to warp this pain, and turn it to peace. For the violence and anger towards the actions of fate shall only bring more misery.
  • Yatsuhashi: I...I am not sure I understand.
  • Grimmfuture!Yatsuhashi, nodding: Only time will clear your mind. With time you shall find the answer. With time you shall make your decision. I pray you feel it as the correct one to make.
  • ~~~~
  • Cardin, with a snarl: What?
  • Grimmfuture!Cardin, on his knees practically begging: Please...just make sure your team knows how much you really appreciate them. They need it. You need it. You need /them/.
  • Cardin, brushing it off, though the look in his eyes proves his worry: My team is strong. No way they'd lose to anything.
  • Grimmfuture!Cardin, slowly standing up straight, solemnly: You're going to change a lot over the years...just.
  • Grimmfuture!Cardin, almost choking up: Try to get home to your family on time everyday...a lot can happen when you're thirty minutes late...
  • ~~~~
  • Cinder, slightly interested: So...Ruby Rose is really worth all that effort?
  • Grimmfuture!Cinder, a smirk spreading across her face, a look of absolute lunacy: Indeed...she's such a special little toy...
*Sigh* Toriel, Toriel, Toriel...

.

I like you, ok? Let’s start off with that. I like you and every other character in Undertale. There is not a single character I can bring myself to hate. But my liking for you has decreased since I first saw you back in 2015, shooting away murderous flowers and baking me pie. You’re flawed. Very flawed. And I get that. A perfectly kind, motherly character who spouts the typical motherly quotes would be boring, and inexcusible for a game like Undertale. But your flaws just…they really eat at me, you know? And it’s because of those flaws that I can’t like the True Pacifist Ending as much as I would like. 

While not getting to save Asriel and Chara being used as a scapegoat by the fandom because of a misinterpreted line upset me, I can deal with them. There are little rays of hope in the fandom to help me with that. AUs where Asriel (although they’re better with Chara, as well) are revived and live happily with Frisk, Asgore, and Toriel help me deal with the bitter-sweetness that is the True Pacifist ending. But with you, Toriel, the fandom hasn’t tried to fix your problem. The fandom would much rather sing your praises and blindly agree with your every word because you baked them pie and tried kidnapping them out of a duty to protect them. But I can’t ignore what you’ve done, Toriel.

To put it bluntly, Toriel is a coward. Toriel is a traitor. Toriel is a hypocrite. Toriel is a control freak. Toriel is so self-righteous that she can’t possibly consider what she’s done wrong and would rather throw someone else under the bus rather than take personal responsibility. The sad thing about these facts is not that this is the kind of person Toriel is, despite her friendly appearance, but that no one, in-game or out, has called her out on this, and lets her get through the whole game without learning anything. Yes, a character with flaws is good. However, a static character who learns nothing about her own mistakes and sees only black and white is not. 

I want to see the same beautiful and strong monster others see when they look at Toriel, I really do. I want to be really happy when I scroll through the waves of Asgoriel fanart and fanfiction on my dashboard. But sometimes, I just don’t want to see Toriel happy. I’d rather everyone else who actually did their part and supported the breaking of the Barrier (Hell, even Sans would’ve taken your soul had he not made that promise, despite being a lazybones) get a happy ending rather than Toriel “I want to call other people cowards while I hide in the Ruins” Dreemurr. Honestly, if Toriel was so set in her ways, she should have just stayed in the Ruins even after it broke and have the whole, “Stay with you” scene be with Asgore instead.

anonymous asked:

Hey, do you know of any fics with trans Remus or Sirius, or just any trans characters in general. Preferably more happy ones, I just got putted to my parents as trans and I'm feeling kinda shitty right now. It's fine if you don't know of any

Oh jeez, it really sucks that you got outed…outing anyone else is just such a shitty thing to do. I hope things get better for you– you’re awesome and strong and I know you can do this, even though it’s hard and it doesn’t feel good right now.

But anyway, yes, I can absolutely provide you with some trans!wolfstar recs! I’ve recently updated my trans!Sirius reclist and my non-binary!Sirius reclist, and for tumblr posts I have a trans!Remus tag, a trans!Sirius tag, and a non-binary!Sirius tag. And for non-wolfstar I only have a small list of trans!Lily fics but if you request other HP characters I’ll see what I can do. All that’s left is trans!Remus fics, so here you go! 

Notes: There are actually so. many. FANTASTIC trans!Remus fics that I’ve had to break them up into “Definitely read” (my faves) and “Also check out” but honestly all of them are fabulous & worth reading. I’ve tried to make this a fairly comprehensive list of trans!Remus wolfstar fics, but I’ve done my best to mark angsty fics & list warnings so that you can decide whether or not to read them.

All fics feature transmale!Remus unless noted specifically that the fic contains transfemale!Remus.

Updated 27 July 2017 to fix the links tumblr apparently broke.

Trans!Remus fics

Definitely read:

  • *TransFigured by picascribit– 26k, E, mwpp era. “We thought you might be a werewolf,” said Sirius. “What?” Remus almost laughed at the absurdity….“I know. All I meant was, we thought you might be, and we still wanted to be friends. Whatever you’re not telling us — how much worse can it be?“” Fantastic fic but beware of angst, esp. in the beginning. TW: suicide attempt, transphobia, bullying, dysphoria. [Sequel: TransLate– 5k, M, mwpp era. Accidental pregnancy.]
  • *I’ll paint a mural of your smile by david8– 33k, T, non-magic/coffee shop AU. “…it doesn’t take Sirius long to sense something different about Remus…And soon, even Remus understands that not everything is as it should be with the seemingly happy, extroverted and flirtatious rich guy…” Also with bipolar, non-binary Sirius. Some angst related to mental illness.
  • *I just didn’t know it yet. by genderisasocialconstruct– 1k, G, MWPP era & post-Hogwarts. “Sirius comes to realise that the time waiting for his soulmate was well worth the wait.” Soulmate AU. Super super cute. Fluff. 
  • *Queer As Day by philiatran– WIP~ 24k, T, non-magic/university AU. “Sirius Black…has two things. 1. A penchant for photography. and 2. A tumblr blog dedicated to picture after picture of Remus Lupin.” Everyone is queer and it is fabulous. Some angst regarding friendships, as well as several clearly-marked triggers, esp. TW: dysphoria, transphobia, past suicide attempt, depression. [fic missing from Ao3]
  • Long Distance by irrationalmoony & LadyAmina– WIP~ 21k, E, non-magic/university AU. “James, Sirius, Remus, and Peter have been inseparable since…their first day at Hogwarts boarding school. So when Remus relocates to France for further schooling…they’re not going to let the distance stop them…” Texting fic, also with genderfluid!Sirius. Fluff.
  • *Succession of Halos by LadyFaceElena– 7k, G, non-magic AU. “When Remus gets talked into seeing his favourite author–Astronomy Professor S. Black–hold a stargazing lecture, he…does not expect the ripped jeans and rolling-stones t-shirt wearing, motor-bike riding Sirius Black….” Also has genderfluid!Sirius.
  • Forbidden by LadyFaceElena– 12k, G, non-magic/university AU. “...Lily and Marlene decide to make a video in response to Israel’s banned book about a Jewish and Arab romance…Artist Sirius Black reluctantly agrees to participate…having no idea he’s on the path to finding love…” Also has genderfluid!Sirius. Contains discussions of family issues & oppression but not overly angsty.
  • *All Hail the Outlaws by LadyFaceElena– 29k, E, non-magic/university AU. “One of Remus Lupin’s three jobs happens to be working maintenance for their flat building…James Potter and Sirius Black move in across the hall…the pair set out to make their neighbours new best friends, and everyone’s life is turned upside down, but in the best way possible.” Some mentions of transphobia & misgendering but mostly fluff.
  • Boys by oliverdalstonbrowning– 3k, G, mwpp era. “Remus doubts himself and Sirius plays Space Oddity.” So much fluff. Remus has some dysphoria in this but really it’s just so fluffy.
  • The Hands and the Heart by oliverdalstonbrowning–3k, T, mwpp era. “Dysphoria is the hardest struggle Remus has ever faced, but Sirius is determined to show him the hands and the heart of his situation. [TW: Gender Dysphoria, self-harm, brief alcohol mention.]” Definitely angsty but oh-so-sweet.
  • No Understanding no Sound from Above by kyuuketsukirui– 2k, M, multiple eras. “Remus has a secret that has nothing to do with the full moon.” Closeted transfemale!Remus. Beautiful writing but very sad– lots of internal and external angst due to canon timeline, no happy ending. 
  • ennui by elliotasterion– WIP~ 12k, M, magic AU set after PoA. “Sirius is cleared of all charges after the events of Prisoner of Azkaban, but Peter escapes anyway. Remus and Sirius have to find a way to come together all over again, while keeping Harry out of trouble. (Not a raising-Harry fic.)” Feels very real, quite well-written. Some angst, mostly related to Sirius’s mental health issues & canon events but also a couple transphobic remarks.
  • *Semi-Automatic by destielspancake– WIP~ 68k, T, non-magic/texting AU. Remus and Sirius start texting because of a wrong number. Lots of fun & jokes but also angst– do heed the warnings, esp. TW: dysphoria, self-harm, and references to past suicide attempts and rape.
  • secrets were made to be known by atlaspeaks– 3k, M, mwpp era. “Remus has always had secrets. He’s gotten used to having them - and even more so, used to having them found out.” Lovely & fluffy apart from brief section in which Remus is outed without his consent.

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anonymous asked:

hi there! i was the one who requested prince!wonwoo on your other blog but you redirected me here. so can i request a prince!wonwoo au where the reader is a girl? you can play with the plot. i don't mind anything thank you so much! - princess anon

hi there too princess anon~~ i’m glad you got here lol anywayyy here it is~ enjoy! hope to not disappoint so much. i didn’t check for errors tho

  • known as “the cold prince”
  • just because of his appearance tho lets be real he’s a soft mallow inside
  • and also because he’s so quiet
  • always has a book with him
  • his room always has a small pile of books on the floor beside his bed
  • and he loves reading in the palace library and in his bedroom with his glasses on but when he reads outside even on the garden he doesn’t wear them idk why
  • his cousin mingyu says wonwoo’s trying to look cool cause him in glasses is so cute he doesn’t like a cute image
  • but tbh he’s just trying to protect everyone cause their hearts will be snatched if they saw him in glasses just kidding
  • the queen thought he was undergoing emo phase when he was in early teens but she now understands that it’s just the way he is
  • the king believes wonwoo is gonna be a great king cause he’s so smart from reading lots of books
  • and he beats the king everytime they play chess so he knows how to make a good strategy and plans
  • he excels in archery and horse riding
  • he’s also good with a sword but mingyu’s better lol wonwoo beat him twice tho
  • …out of ten matches
  • he’s also learning dance and music
  • he’s just perfect
  • but he sucks in learning foreign languages
  • every girl in the kingdom swoons at his visual slayage but they’re afraid of him really
  • he just looks scary when he’s serious but they saw him smile once or twice and everyone just aaAHhh what a handsome prince we have he looks so soft awww
  • he cares a lot about his people and everyone knows that he’s such a lovable prince
  • there are so many girls wanting to be with such perfection but he always reserves himself for the one arranged to be his wife
  • you
  • he never met you he never saw you even your name is a mystery and that was also your situation towards him
  • he just knows he’s promised to this certain princess in this certain kingdom
  • his parents met you a good amount of times tho
  • the queen is so selective on people and doesn’t like people instantly or so much but she likes you really really well
  • so wonwoo thinks you’re such an angel if she talks about you to him a lot
  • the queen always tell wonwoo that you’re really pretty and that you are really nice and smart
  • and wonwoo is like oh a typical description of a princess
  • but no you are far from typical
  • you are great in stitching as much as you are great in sword fighting you’re even better than wonwoo lmao
  • you love books but not addicted to them like him
  • but you love painting whether it’s oil or watercolour or whatever medium you love arts
  • you are also great in taming wild animals and have a vast knowledge about poisons 😂 it just fascinated you
  • you also have a stepmother she’s not a witch or anything of the sort but your older stepsister might be
  • she just hates you to the guts
  • she’s so easily annoyed and irritated she has this permanent frown on her face
  • and wonwoo thought you were her when your family went to his kingdom to plan the wedding
  • his mind is like how can my mom like this girl so much such a brat she orders everyone around like they’re just slaves and with that frown not pretty at all
  • is my mom blind or what
  • lol
  • you arrived one day late cause you were kinda sick when they left and you promised to follow in about five days maximum you just need to rest
  • but it only took a day of recovery such a strong body
  • and when you got there they told you you’ll meet your future husband at dinner so you sneaked out of your room to roam the palace freely cause its still ten in the morning
  • but while trying to look around, you saw a figure walk out from what your stepmom told you is the prince’s room when she help you get to your room earlier
  • it was mingyu tho but you thought it was the prince you’ll marry and you’re like oh that’s him seems decent he’s okay really handsome too so lucky of me lol
  • and then you got to the stables and on the way there you tripped so your clothes are dirty and tattered thankfully your skin is still flawless
  • you were trying to be friendly with the horses but then someone approached you
  • you looked at the guy with dirtied clothes as well with a horse with him it was wonwoo (with seokmin you get it? lol just kidding)
  • and you think wow so handsome is everyone in this kingdom good looking?
  • then he spoke to you “who are you?”
  • his voice is so deep wow this guy is so hot but so disrespectful doesn’t he know i’m a princess?
  • but you realize you look far from a princess right now and you just arrived in this kingdom
  • wait he can’t know i’m a princess if i looked like this and i shouldn’t flaunt myself i might be in danger or whatever trust no stranger
  • “i’m a daughter of a kitchen staff in the palace, forgive me for alarming you, i just wanted to see the horses”
  • he was kind of taken aback “you ride horses?”
  • “yes, it’s what i do in my past time back home outside the palace, like a hobby”
  • his mind is like wow a girl who likes horses and she’s really pretty too “how come i only saw you today?”
  • “oh, i came today to replace my mother since she’s sick… forgive me for asking but… who are you?” you’re such a smooth liar it’s part of your princess training
  • he thought you were really suspicious and how come you don’t know him? you might be a spy or something he should be careful “i’m a stable boy”
  • “really? oh wow, these horses, do they have names?”
  • and so you bonded over horses lol 😂
  • then mingyu came and was like “his highness the king is looking for you-”
  • “okay” wonwoo cut him off before saying his respect
  • recognizing mingyu, you tried to hide from him
  • you turned to wonwoo “oh you need to go”
  • “yeah”
  • “i guess i’ll see you around?”
  • “yeah, see you around… goodbye”
  • “goodbye”
  • and while walking away mingyu is all smiley with this little glint in his eyes “who was that pretty girl? you having a secret affair while your bride is here?”
  • “no, mingyu, i just met her”
  • “you two were talking~”
  • “exactly we were just talking”
  • “you and i both know you don’t talk a lot with anyone except me”
  • “shut up”
  • and that ‘see you around’ you two said came so soon at 5 in the palace
  • his mother sent him to give a dress to his bride so he was about to knock on your door when it opened and there you are trying to go out again after showering and changing into clean princess clothes
  • and you were surprised to see him too all clean and formal like you
  • you two were both surprised and frozen until you broke the silence smirking at him
  • “oh what are you doing here? i thought stable boys are supposed to be in the stables not inside the palace… and certainly not wearing these kind of clothes”
  • and he was like “i thought kitchen staffs are supposed to be in the kitchen too not from the important guest room… and certainly not wearing these kind of clothes”
  • you looked at each other with narrow eyes… and laughed “fine~ i’m not a kitchen staff”
  • he smiled “and i’m not a stable boy”
  • you swoon by his adorable smile with his nose scrunched up and teeth so white this boy is so perfect
  • you two just have a nice feeling around each other even though you just met
  • “you are?”
  • “i’m wonwoo, right hand of the prince”
  • “i’m y/n, handmaid to the princess”
  • “oh” he says but his mind is like i just wish you’re my bride you’re far better than that stuck up princess- what in hell did i just think of?
  • “why did you lie tho?”
  • and he blushes and sheepishly smiling, was like “…you were suspicious… and may i ask why did you lie also?”
  • you laugh and he thinks its the prettiest laugh he saw and it made him smile more “cause i knew i was suspicious” and you were like “oh why are you here?”
  • he motions to the big box he was carrying “i need to give this to the princess”
  • your eyes widen “oh i’ll take it from here, i’ll give it to the princess”
  • you take the box from him and he gave you a little smile and says “tell the princess to wear it for dinner”
  • “okay… goodbye”
  • “goodbye see you around?”
  • “see you around”
  • and at the 7 o'clock dinner the ‘see you around’ happened again
  • you two were both surpised again to see each other and more surpised when they introduced the two of you
  • “this is the crown prince wonwoo, he’s the one you’ll be marrying”
  • “and wonwoo, this the crown princess y/n”
  • aside from surprised you two were confused
  • “you?!”
  • “you two knew each other?”
  • “we met each other earlier your highness”
  • “oh that’s good then”
  • “y/n, this is mingyu, wonwoo’s cousin and his right hand”
  • and you remembered mistaking him for the prince so you blushed a bit and wonwoo notices this
  • did you like mingyu?
  • and you notice him looking at your sister too
  • so when dinner is over, the two of you were forced to “spend time together” at the garden
  • you both turned to each other “do you like my cousin?”/“do you like my stepsister?”
  • “no!”/“no!”
  • “but you were looking at him!”/“but you were looking at her!”
  • you stare for a while until you feel your cheeks warm up so you look away “…i just thought he was the crown prince so i kinda feel embarrassed”
  • he rubs his nape in awkwardness, “i thought she was my bride too”
  • you blush at the word ‘bride’ cause YOU are his bride
  • you suddenly remembered your earlier encounter “wait– you lied to me again earlier”
  • he eyed you “don’t blame me you did too”
  • “it was because i don’t want you to be suddenly formal and stiff towards me”
  • “well… same”
  • “oh” you suddenly grew quiet
  • but he gave you a small smile, “you look good in the dress tho, it suits you, you’re so beautiful”
  • how can he just say these things so casually like he didn’t just make you blush
  • but with just moonlight you notice his ears getting red and it took you so much control you learned from various princess lessons you took to not just squeal in his cuteness or faint from feeling like you’re floating with the clouds
  • and it took you so much confidence to say something back “you look good too… really handsome- i mean, yeah, you look so great- good, you look good”
  • and the two of you are just a blushing mess smiling at each other thinking “well, they aren’t so bad”