seriously this fic is amazing

Fanfic Recs!

Turn And Say“ by paranomasia, 11k words. This one is so funny! It has misunderstandings, a nice buildup to e/r and wonderful writing. I love fanfics where the reader knows more than the character, and this one does that really well!

Expecto Patronum” by Oreste_et_Pylade, 7k words. This is a Harry Pottter AU, but Grantaire is a muggle being plagued by dementors who Enjolras (a wizarding resistance leader) befriends and protects. I really love this unique plot and the end is beautiful.

If You Tickle us, Do We Not Laugh?“ by @small—but—mighty, 44k words. Android Grantaire who is technically Enjolras’ property. I may have ranted to many people about his fic. It is seriously amazing. I loved how the author reconciled artist!Grantiare with robot!Grantaire, that was fascinating.

There’s No Masking Love“ by lyres @lesamis, 14k words. This is also about Eponine/Cosette as well as e/R, and I adore the characterisation of Cosette in this fic, she gets so much more depth!! It’s a Christmas fic, with a sweet gift exchange and loads of fluff!

a place beyond the grind and hurry“ by @willowveild, 12k words. This Enjolras/Grantaire/Combeferre fanfiction about them getting together while they’re all at Combeferre’s home for the holidays is adoughrable! It’s full of warmth and pining Enjolras, all that good stuff.

Lance / Keith / Pidge / Hunk / Shiro&Allura / Coran

“And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we loved / Grey clouds roll over the hills bringing darkness from above”  Pompeii, Bastille

More dances from @wittyy-name and @wolfpainters fic Shut Up and Dance With Me! And right after their update, I’m so excited. I was finishing the colors for Anaconda!Keith while I was on the stream with them (which was a blast I’m so excited that I got the courage up to join them).

The videos for the dances are here, for Pompeii, and here, for Anaconda. Seriously, watch them they’re amazing!!! Pidge and Hunk are coming up next, along with Pidge and Lance dancing to Shakira! (I’m seriously having a blast can you tell?)

As promised bonus Keith dancing to Anaconda under the cut because I am nothing if not self indulgent:

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That Which You Cannot Undo  by: uraneia

Because the man standing on Stiles’s front porch is easily the most attractive person Stiles has ever laid eyes on. Cheekbones like cut glass. Stubble so even you could sand a canoe. Dark hair, straight nose, eyes like a watercolor painting. He looks kinda pissed. Stiles thinks, Damn, I wish I’d put on real pants.

Then he gets a hit of the guy’s aura and makes time for even more regrets.

Before he even knows it’s a tell he’s stepping back, already calling on his spark, letting power gather at his fingertips, though Goddess knows he can’t pull enough to put down a werewolf. Not one this powerful. The taste of all that strength is fresh, simmering just beneath the surface.

Stiles can see the second the guy figures out he’s a witch. His nostrils twitch and his eyes flash red.

But he doesn’t look angry anymore. In fact, he just seems… surprised. “Uh,” he says as his eyes fade back to green-brown. “Hi.”

Stiles lets the magic dissipate. It takes the last of his headache with it, and he curses himself for not thinking of that earlier. A little adrenaline rush goes a long way. “Hi,” he parrots. “Um. So you’re a werewolf.”

The man nods. “And you’re a mage.”

With a snort, Stiles corrects the word. “A witch. I’m far too young to be a mage.”

That earns him a curious look, but the guy doesn’t ask for elaboration. “My name is Derek Hale. I’m looking for Dr. Martin.”

Of course. A ridiculously hot werewolf shows up on Stiles’s doorstep. Who else would he be there for? “Well, you’d better come in, then,” he says. He’s wary, but he doesn’t actually sense any malicious intent. “Have you eaten breakfast?”

By twenty-eight, Stiles has resigned himself to a quiet life of working in his magic shop, selling Jackson Whittemore fart-inducing tea, and looking after his goddaughter. It’s a good life. But the quiet goes to hell when his sister, Lydia, shows up with a crispy werewolf in her trunk and a bite mark on her shoulder, because hard on her heels comes the hottest person Stiles has ever seen, and he happens to be looking for his uncle.

You know, the dead guy Stiles helped Lydia bury last night.

(Or: the Pracitical Magic AU nobody asked for.)

(A ficlet inspired my trip to Seattle to meet furysbadeye.)

Dean had never been to Seattle. To be honest, he’d never been one for flying, and since Kansas was a pretty damn good distance from Seattle, he just never made it up there. But his best friend wanted to go and Dean would be damned if he could say no to Cas, because try as he might to fight it, he had recently come to the conclusion that he was head over heels in love with him.

The two had been best friends since elementary school, and Dean wasn’t sure if it had morphed into love over time, or if he had loved Castiel from the moment he offered him a cookie in the third grade. All he knew was that when Cas was around, life was good, and he wasn’t going to mess that up by telling him anything dangerous. Especially a word like love, which floated off his tongue with ease when he talked about food or movies, but remained rooted firmly when he wanted to talk to Cas.

And there had been plenty of chances to confess. Sometimes he caught Cas watching him at just the right time, when the light was perfect or the air felt charged. Then he’d feel it bubble up to the tip of his tongue, desperate to tell him, and he’s swallow it down. Because as bad as it felt to love Cas unbeknownst to him, Dean didn’t think he could stand it to love him openly and be rejected.

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From The Desk Of…

Go read this amazing, well written and beautifully executed story that will steal your heart from the get go.

The pictures above are my humble way of saying thank you to the wonderful writers @fictorium @bridgetteirish


So…sudden inspiration hit and I had to draw some fanart for @kazliin amazing “Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches” fic, these particular scenes happen in chapter 9! Seriously, go read it, you won’t regret it.

The quality sucks please forgive me.
( T ~ T )


No one said Alex was wearing a beanie, but then again no one said she WASN’T wearing one.

If you like Sanvers, and you like fluff, and you like funny, and you like fake dating and you like good written funny shit, you should absolutely check out @lyook ‘s and @jayenator565 ‘s amazing fic THE WEDDING DATE!!!! (Seriously it’s great, go read it) 

(edit to add this second version, which I like way better)

Please don’t repost anywhere else :) (ORIGINAL TWEET)

Remember when E’dawn gave Hui a ring that said “I love dawn” on it

I mean they’re literally a married couple so uh

A commission by @ticcytx for @urbydizzy. Thanks again for accepting my commission, it came out wonderful!

Happy Birthday Urby! Thank you for being a kind friend and sharing your ideas for your writing with me. I love these three so much and I’m grateful you made Angel Sandwich a thing, literally made me love KI even more.

I can never thank you enough for writing Love is Infinite (Seriously tho, this fic is an excellent read! Amazing Characterization, On Point Pacing, Healthy and Adorable Poly Ship, and Dark Pit is literally characterized and well written so perfectly.)

BLOODGUILT // She was perfect. A woman bloomed, a rose with thorns. Thorns that would soon draw blood…. Petyr kept a constant eye on Sansa, on her feelings, her fears, but they seemed to have fled. She was bolstered by the support she’d earned. And while Petyr took partial credit for her newfound strength, he wondered how much of it had always been there to begin with.

— happy birthday @petyrs!

it has come to my attention that some perc’ahlia fans would like the original art for my playlist sans text. so here it is. not much different but i kinda want to draw more now. 8]

So first I get an update on “A Dance of Titans” yesterday (which was fantastic I was in heaven) from @thelucidlucy.

Then today, I get an update on “Overnight Sensation” by @greyjedireylo, “Dear Porcupine” by @judaas, AND @darth-ej updated “Demonology 101”.

This snowstorm has spoiled me with updates on some of my absolute fav Reylo fics. I’m so happy rn

“You’re a water bender?!”

“Indeed I am, kitty. It just so happens I like wearing red much more than blue.”

Adrien makes the assumption Ladybug is a firebender by her colors, and so challenges her thinking it’ll be no big deal. Big mistake.

Based on the Bender AU by @celebreultimaverba in which both are Pro Benders under the aliases of Chat Noir and Ladybug.

Full moon.

A loud, annoyed growl breaks the quiet of the night as she struggles to get up. Her limbs are shaking, they feel weak, as if they were like jelly. And, after what seems like an eternity, You can finally stand … On all fours.


She lowers her head to see what is so wrong right now, and her eyes land on two paws, resting on a tuft of grass. A surprised yap escapes her mouth as she stumbles backward. Once she’s come to a halt -meaning that her butt met the ground once she had tripped over a visible root-, she shakes her head and internally sighs.

It happened again.

Glancing up, You closes her eyes after seeing the moon in her full phase, irked.

The full moon sucks.

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