so it fits okay

very self-indulgent Yuri on Ice Pokemon AU because I can and pokemon au is always important to me


Can we have a whole episode with Supergirl and Lena collaborating to defeat a threat of some sort? Like, just them? Picture this: they get separated from the others and have to figure out how to defeat this threat, and in the meanwhile they bond over the fact that they both come from a shitty family, they are both trying to write their own story and they both aim to be good and help people. Obviously they win in a very smart, badass way, then get reunited to the rest of the folks, but from that point on they know they absolutely got each other’s back.

I’m asking politely, but seriously, let me fucking have this.


“If you cut the ribbon between us we can just tie it back together again, and that’s okay, because even though its not the same as before, it’s not as though the color will change.”

Sebastian’s song?

Okay, so I’m gonna be absolutely honest and say I haven’t been paying a whole lot of attention to the most recent Kuro chapters but in this month’s one, there was something that caught my attention…

We know how both Ciel and Sebastian are producing the Phantom 5, right?

Well, I was reading

and ok, Edward introduces the song they’ll be performing (nothing new or relevant honestly), and even tho in the title says Knight, I thought it could mean anything really… So, I kept reading

until I got to this part

“No, you’re the prey for me” 

and that’s precisely where I thought: 

wait, that sounds like something a certain demon butler would say .. and well, from there on

it started to become

more and more evident

who was the one in charge of this lyrics 

and who they are about

This is just a conjecture I made from the official translation, but wouldn’t it be interesting?

A song written by a demon about this fragile but proud human?

And also, could the first verses count as a summary of Sebastian’s life before Ciel from his own point of view?

Anyway, just wanted to share what I thought with you guys x)


Super long post is super long!

I know the Undertale hype has slowed down a lot recently, but I figured I should finally post this monster. I worked for about 2 and a half weeks straight on these after all :,D

I got inspired after seeing @fofufofu‘s AMAZING Portal Tale piece and kinda maybe drew out an entire AU for it (almost anyway!).

I worked really hard on these, so please give it a reblog if you can! Thank you <3


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Guzma wakes from a nightmare. Plumeria looks after him for a while.
By Organization for Transformative Works

Guzma jolts awake in a swath of sweat to find Plumeria squeezing his hand.

It’s dark, but he can still discern the familiar shape of her face swimming amongst the stilled shadows. Her hair has been let down, waterfalling over her shoulders in whorls of pink and yellow to frame high cheekbones. She sits beside him over the blankets, her brow crinkled in pointed concern, and for a moment in the last gasps of the steeping haze that was his nightmare, she looks like someone he’d rather not see.

“Hey.” Her voice is soft, mellow, considerate, and nothing at all like Lusamine’s. “You okay?”

The First Move

Requested by anon: Can I have something where a girl reader is over at stiles’ house sitting on his bed watching star wars with him? They both have HUGE crushes on each other and the reader knows but she’s waiting for stiles to make an move. Suddenly stiles starts playing with her hands. Can you add something in where she just starts rambling and he stops her by grabbing her face and saying “I’ve wanted to do this for so long” and kisses her? Thank you so much! I love your writing 😍    

A/N: Thanks for the request! I added a little at the beginning and changed the order at the end a bit so it would fit better into the story, I hope that’s okay. Enjoy! :)       

Pairing: Reader x Stiles

Requests are open!

„Oh come on, Stiles! I can’t see you sad like this!“, you exclaim desperately while you walk beside him towards your locker and look up at his distressed expression. It’s true: Your heart breaks at his sadness. You discovered that that’s an annoying side effect when you’re in love with someone. Stiles just shrugs and pulls up the straps of his backpack, not really encouraging you at all.

“I just can’t believe she’s dead. I mean, she has been a legend for me since I was a little kid”, he explains.

Obviously he’s talking about Carrie Fisher. He hasn’t been talking about anything else since it happened, although you’re really trying hard to cheer him up. You have tested pretty much every option you have and only one is left.

“You know what? Why don’t we just make a Star Wars marathon today?”, you suggest, leaning against your locker as he opens his own and hides his face in it. “I mean, it’s movie night anyway and honoring her in that way might make things a little easier.”

“I don’t know”, he mumbles. “What if it depresses me even more?”

“Well, you can’t stop watching Star Wars anyway and I think it’s worth a try. What do you say?”

He takes his time to grab his books and cram it in his bag while you wait for the answer hopefully. Finally he slams the door shut, looks at you and his brown eyes turn a little softer. “Why not? At mine at seven?”

“I’ll be there”, you promise, giving him a little smile.

He returns it, although it’s still somewhat lopsided, but you appreciate the effort. He quickly leans down to press a kiss onto your cheek before he turns around and walks towards the exit swiftly. The spot where his lips touched your skin seems to burn and you can’t suppress a longing sigh as you look after him.

In that moment someone clears her throat right next to you and you whirl around with a shriek. Your eyes fall on Lydia with her eyes raised and arms crossed.

“Damnit, Lydia! You scared me to death!”, you complain.

She just flips her long, strawberry blond hair over her shoulder. “Well, if loverboy wouldn’t take all your attention you might’ve noticed me standing there. Seriously: this is getting ridiculous! When will the two of you finally start making out instead of acting like four year-olds?”

You feel your cheeks heating up from something entirely else this time, although you know that she’s perfectly right. You know that he likes you back. You both have been pretty obvious about your feelings and it’s impossible to hide them anyway when you’re surrounded by werewolves. However, you really hate those kind of things.

“It’s not that easy”, you claim weakly. A sentence that will never convince a Lydia Martin.

“That’s nonsense and you know it. Every girl who is unhappily in love would punch you for that statement.”

“I know, okay? But…but we are friends and it could get really weird. And I’m a little old-fashioned when it comes to things like that. I want him to make the first move”, you admit.

Lydia observes you for a moment before she sighs, links her arm with yours and pulls you along. “I get that, but we are talking about Stiles here. It could take decades until he makes a move. He’s an idiot, especially concerning girls.”

“I’m really bad at this.”

“Then let’s hope that he surprises me for once.”

As you arrive at his house, Stiles greets you in a blue shirt and grey sweatpants.

“Hey! Do you feel a little better?”, you ask him after you hugged him tightly.

“A bit. I think this was a good idea”, he admits while he walks up to his room beside you. You grin.

“Of course it was. It was mine after all.”

As you enter his room, you notice that he already prepared everything. Star Wars episode four is in the player, a bowl with nachos stands on the nightstand and soft drinks lie in a box on the floor. For Stiles that’s pretty well-wrought.

“I suppose we will watch episode four, five and six?”, you ask him, snatching a nacho out of the bowl and throwing yourself onto the matrass.

“Obviously. Are you ready to honor her?”

“Absolutely!”, you exclaim and he dims the light and starts the movie.

Movie night is a thing the two of you do pretty regularly. However, today it feels a little different. You have no idea where it suddenly comes from, but there is a tension in the air as soon as he lies down next to you. You quickly grab a bottle of coke, just to have something to do. Does he feel it too? You secretly throw a look at his face but his eyes are fixed on the TV and his expression doesn’t tell you anything. Not very helpful. You gulp down a sigh and decide to simply concentrate on the movie.

At first you are both unusually quiet and just watch, but at some point in the movie you start to behave more normally and add your little comments here and there, make jokes and laugh together. You have both seen Star Wars so many times that you could speak along with the characters and watching it side by side is almost like a ritual. After you’re finished with the first one, Stiles already looks much better. He’s even able to smile at you and that’s all you wanted to achieve.

Somewhere along the second movie you become a little tired and snuggle deeper into the sheets, ending up closer to him than before. You are so close that you can smell his perfume and you immediately become a little nervous. At the same time you don’t want to move away from him because that would send the wrong message. You want something to happen. You are scared of it but you want it anyway. However, you are simply unable to do anything.

You feel Stiles body move now and then. He lifts his arm only to let it fall back onto the blanket. He clears his throat without saying anything. Your heart starts to pound a little faster and the tension returns with unexpected heaviness. All of that reaches its peak as he suddenly takes your hand in his.

You hold your breath for a second until you tell yourself to relax and act normal. It’s not the first time that he’s holding your hand, only the first time in this kind of context. For a moment it’s a little awkward, but then he starts to randomly play with your fingers and you realize that’s it’s really soothing. You like it.

You can hear Lydia’s voice in your head. “This is the moment. Just do it.” You tense up again immediately and instead of just turning around, realizing that he’s staring at you lovingly and kissing him, you start to ramble.

“You know, I really liked the new one but just watching the old ones really brings back that feeling of being a little child, that moment of nostalgia. You know what I mean? It’s really unfair to measure a movie’s quality like that but I just can’t help myself. I mean, when I watch all the new ones I will never have my dad beside me, laughing when I cover my eyes although it’s totally not spooky and that’s just something I’m missing and…”

You only see a flash of Stiles’ smile before he finally interrupts you by cupping your face and pressing his soft, warm lips onto yours. Your own lips respond immediately as if they only waited for this happen, which might be very true. Nevertheless, it’s better than you ever imagined it. Your brain stops to work and your emotions take control over your body. The butterflies flutter from your stomach to your head and you bury your fingers in his hair, pulling his face even closer while your press your body against his. You are feeling immensely drunk but without that stupid, bad feeling in your stomach. Drunk from pure happiness.

As you pull apart after an indefinable time you blink at him, confused and very pleased at the same time. His cheeks are reddened and he looks just as flustered as you feel.

“God, I’ve wanted to do this for so long”, he mumbles with a hoarse voice that gives you goosebumps.

You chuckle and lean your head against his shoulder. The movie is long forgotten, this very moment is so much more important than anything else.

“And I’ve waited so long for you to finally do it.”