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German movies Part 1

Hey guys! I noticed how many people on this website are learning German or want to learn it. It is my mother tongue and I love German cinema. We all know that movies help to improve language skills, so I made a list about my favorite German films and some must-sees! I hope you enjoy these films!

  • Keinohrhasen (the main actor is problematic IRL and also in this movie but I still like it, a journalist has to work in a day care center because he fucked up Vladimir Klitschko’s party, he meets the girl he used to bully when he was a teenager and then they fall in love… this movie is so typical for that director lmao)
  • Zweiohrküken (the same characters as in Keinohrhasen, they move in together and it’s a mess, also the guy’s ex affair wants him back and the woman’s ex boyfriend - whose dick she describes as the eiffel tower - is back in the city and wants to be with her again, drama drama drama, cute, typical German rom-com)
  • Anatomie (very bloody! about a girl who wants to become a doctor, creepy things happen at her summer med school)
  • Die wilden Hühner (a kids’ movie based on famous books, a cute girl gang wants to save a few chicken from a member’s granny who wants to kill and freeze them, very cute film)
  • (T)raumschiff surprise (gay people in space, ICONIC)
  • Fack ju Göhte (supposed to mean Fuck you Goehte, a criminal pretends to be a teacher, great comedy, sexy main actor, CHANTAL CRY LESS NOISY!)
  • Good bye, Lenin (iconic movie, a woman was in coma for 8 months and her son makes her believe the GDR still exists, awesome soundtrack, great story, cute couple, very moving)
  • Die Welle (a teacher makes a social experiment about fascism with his class and it goes wrong!! a must-see!)
  • Pünktchen und Anton (adaption of a famous novel, cute movie for children but I’m in my twenties and I still love it, a rich girl and a poor boy become friends)
  • Die dunkle Seite des Mondes (don’t take drugs guys, just don’t! this movie will show you why! the main character goes crazy - but is it just because he took drugs? find out!!)
  • Jeune Homme ((Swiss)German and French film about a guy who makes an au pair year, gets laid by the neighbour lady and falls in love with the host parents’ oldest daughter)
  • 7 Zwerge - Männer allein im Wald (it’s like Snow White and the 7 dwarfs but very trashy, the dwarfs are big, the prince has a wild hair style and Snow White loves playing with her barbie. Ah, and the evil queen’s outfits are iconic and weird)
  • Die wilden Kerle (a kids’ movie about boys who play soccer - we all love it! EVERYTHING’S ALRIGHT AS LONG AS YOU’RE WILD! BE WILD - DANGEROUS AND WILD!)
  • Sommer (teen movie about the first love, takes place on an island, skater boy meets rich boy and they both love the same girl, teenage drama, i don’t wanna spoil but some people almost die and sth burns down)
  • Das Missenmassaker (12 girls who want to be Miss Switzerland, bitch fights 24/7 and a lot of blood because a lot of people get killed)
  • For No Eyes Only (Rear Window for teenagers, a very interesting thriller, cute main characters)
  • Homevideo (a guy films himself while masturbating, someone finds the video and then the drama starts, his family also falls apart)
  • Grosse Mädchen weinen nicht (two teenage girls, lots of feelings, sex, dangerous things)
  • Lola rennt (reminds me of The Butterfly Effect, iconic film, i don’t even wanna say more about it just watch it)
  • Who am I - Kein System ist sicher (movies about hackers with big plans and sometimes you have no idea if what you see is what is real)
  • Das Leben der Anderen (must see! fucking sad tho)
  • Cannabis (a member of the Swiss federal council who is against the legalization of weed has to consume weed because he has a problem with his eye and this helps - ofc his life changes and gets wild)
  • Die Herbstzeitlosen (4 old Swiss woman open a lingerie shop in a lil village and people freak out)
  • Grounding - Die letzten Tage der Swissair (the story behind the grounding of Swissair, the national airline of Swizzy)
  • Das Experiment (based on a true story, some people engage in a prison experiment - some are good people, others are bad people and ofc it escalates quickly)

Long Angsty Sterek Fics

All at least 20k words long (by request)

Divided We Stand by KouriArashi

Derek is being pressured by his family to pick a mate, and somehow stumbles into a choice that they didn’t expect and aren’t sure they approve of….

By Any Other Name by entanglednow

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.

Permanent Fixture by linksofmemories

Derek is Scott’s older brother. Stiles is Scott’s best friend. Derek is falling in love with Stiles. This is a bit of a problem.

Mating Habits of the Domesticated North American Werewolf by lielabell

Derek doesn’t do pining. He doesn’t. So when it becomes clear that Stiles is much more interested in having Derek as a new best friend than a boyfriend, he puts on his big boy pants and makes it fucking work. He becomes the best goddamn friend a spastic teenager could ever hope to have.

Don’t Speak by fatale

The Alpha pack has systematically attacked Stiles and his friends for months, testing their strengths and weaknesses. When one of the Alphas goes after Stiles, he awakens in the hospital and realizes that something’s wrong. Very wrong. All sounds seem to hurt him, he can’t understand what anyone is saying, and when he tries to speak, it’s gibberish. How is he supposed to deal with the fact that he’s lost the ability to communicate with his dad and his friends?

Without his ability to talk, his sarcasm, and his wit, what does Stiles even have left? Enter Derek, the only one who seems to make it better.

Enemy Lines by qhuinn (tekla)

This is the story of werewolf Derek Hale and human Stiles Stilinski: two people who grew up in the same town but completely different worlds, their realities split by the war between men and wolves.

Years later when Derek returns to Beacon Hills, he does it as Alpha of a military pack on a mission to capture those responsible for the region’s resistance. With his main objective, Sheriff Stilinski, out of sight, he settles for the next best thing: his son, Stiles.

Neither of them suspects they’ll need to trust each other if they want to make it out this alive.

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Summer Anime 2016

This summer we have so many anime with an all-male cast, I was so happy I decided to to a rec/ranking/review/summary. Note: I only watch anime with mostly males I’m sorry it’s just what I like lol so this list may not match yours. (I cannot stand female leads - except maybe Gintama? - because they will escalate into romantic relationships and they annoy me to no end. It’s like the only purpose of females is romance and I hate that.) And a warning is that I’m kind of shallow so I normally look at the guys’ looks and then their character. But good character and relationship developments are definitely essential to me too.

1. Fukigen na Mononokean

I’ve rec it so many times I feel like I’m part of the official publicity comm but it’s really good :) My favourite character is Abeno cause he’s really adorable and tsundere (?) haha. If you like youkai, friendship and touching moments, do try this out!! It’s a little similar to Natsume Yuujinchou too.

2. Servamp

It looks really interesting so I watched it and when I saw the OP I screamed cause all-male cast! Compared to Spring 2016 this season does look more appealing to me. And I’ve ran out of anime with all bromance (other than sports anime) and no romance. So anyway for Servamp, Kuro was a really cute cat, and the setting seems interesting enough for me to chase. I feel like I might not like the main character as much though but we’ll see. 

3. Fudanshi Kokou Seikatsu

Ahh this is really cute I can relate so much to the main character as a Fujoshi myself :D and I can hardly find friends who can fangirl with me. It’s really sad to be embarrassed for liking gay ships ;n; The only bad thing about the series is that it’s too short each episode haha.

4. D.Gray-man Hallow

I’ve read the manga but didn’t understand most of it. Still, it’s likeable and I like Allen and Kanda. I felt like this season they beautified all the characters and Kanda definitely looks better with his new hairstyle/fringe :DD I hope they can animate most of the manga and I hope we can finally understand what is going on with the 14th.

5. Handa-kun

I just watched the 1st episode today and all I can is that it’s really good and hilarious omg. Only it’s too short with the first 9min trying to break the fourth wall and I couldn’t understand the humor at all. Still, the rest of the episode was worth it! Can’t wait for the rest!

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  • His Hair
    • Ties his hair up into a ponytail a lot to keep his it off of his neck when he’s working out or it’s hot outside
    • His hair smells really good. Like what shampoo does this boy use because it smells AMAZING
  • Watching movies
    • 100% the type to laugh at horror movies, even during the most grisly scenes
    • One of Those People who talks during movies, but not in the fun way (like riffing on it with friends)
      • He mostly complains about how unrealistic something is, or how the plot doesn’t make any sense
  • Books
    • Will always prefer a physical copy of a book over a digital one
      • Used to be a snob about digital books
        • Realized that it’s a way to make books more accessible to people who might not be able to get to a bookstore or the library
          • Character development
    • Collects rare 1st print editions of old books
      • Birthdays and holidays are the best because Ignis always finds a way to snag rare, out-of-print versions of Gladio’s favorites
        • Best boyfriend ever
  • Misc.
    • Had an Energy Drink Phase
      • Not protein shakes
        • Like Red Bull. Monster.
          • GROSS, GLADIO
    • Ridiculous alcohol tolerance
      • If the group is planning to go out and get drunk, Gladio HAS TO PRE-GAME, or he will run up an ungodly tab just to get a buzz going
    • Gives the best hugs
      • Seriously he just envelops whoever’s hugging him and makes them feel so safe :’)
    • Probably the best Chocobro to care for someone who’s sick because he maintains a perfect balance of staying attentive without being overbearing


  • Does a hilarious impression of a Lucian accent
    • You may need to give him a couple of drinks before he’ll attempt it, but it’s So Worth it. 10/10.
  • Prompto taught him how to style his hair like that
    • He was wary to let Prompto mess around with his hair and was Very Surprised when he saw his reflection and actually liked what he saw
  • This probably isn’t surprising, but he loves attending symphony orchestra concerts
    • Really wanted to learn violin as a child, but there was no time for that between his training to be a Royal Advisor
      • Gets wistful and a little jealous as he listens to the first chair violinist at a concert
  • Caught Noctis and Prompto skipping school one time and would not let them hear the end of it
    • He saw them crossing the street as they were on their way to Prompto’s house while he was out to buy ingredients for dinner from the market
        • (Prompto and Noctis totally tried again… and it worked. Please don’t tell Ignis but they totally got away with it.)
  • Gets cranky when he hasn’t had his caffeine
    • Gets really bad caffeine headaches
  • Has the best memory
    • It honestly helps him be so thoughtful because he remembers people’s stories and favorite foods and colors even if he only learned about them in passing comments
  • The King of Multitasking
  • Almost always falls asleep when the group watches a movie together
    • Also sleepwalks sometimes, or does things when he’s awake while still caught up in whatever he’s dreaming about
      • (I do all of this and I may be Projecting)
        • (One time I dreamed I was late for school. I got out of bed, dressed myself, and didn’t realize that I’d been dreaming and it was 3 AM until I was in the living room, about to walk out the front door)
          • (My pants were on backwards)
            • (I went back to sleep with all of my clothes on)
    • Okay so imagine the scene. The boys are asleep inside the tent together in the dead of night. The world is still.
      • And then
        • Ignis: “I hate carrots”
        • Prompto:
        • Prompto: “YOU WHAT”
          • This wakes up the whole gang and Prompto almost gets kicked out of the tent to fend for himself
    • Prompto endeavors to catch Ignis talking in his sleep again and recording the evidence
      • He’s sacrificing a good night’s sleep, but it will be Worth It
      • He waits
        • And then
          • Ignis: *Abruptly sits up*
          • Prompto:
          • Ignis:
          • Ignis: “They’re here.”
          • Prompto: “W-Who…?”
          • Ignis: “The childlren.”
          • Prompto: “The what…?”
          • Ignis: *Lays back down and immediately falls asleep*
          • Prompto: “What the wheelie-popping fuck”
      • Prompto shows them all the video the  next day and Ignis is just. So very quiet.
        • What was he talking about???? We’ll never know.
Pup Cups & Howling Karaoke

Summary: You catch Bucky and his service dog taking the day off and decide to butt in on their day.

Prompt(s):  requested by the lovely @this-kitty-has-claws

1.      “Tell anyone and I’ll murder you and sell your body parts for money.”
3.      “How long have you been standing there?”

Warnings: swearing, that’s all. Just lots of floof

Word Count: 1901

Originally posted by buchanstan

When you heard the team heading off on the latest big operation, you were too exhausted to see them off. There was no way you were dragging your ass out to say hello or goodbye. You’d been out for nearly two months on an undercover op that had ended poorly and the only thing on your mind when you’d slipped home at 1:30 am that same morning had been sleep.

On the flight home you’d forced yourself to stay awake and write up your mission report and check the docket for the upcoming work. You couldn’t be more grateful for the week off, even if you were a little disappointed that the rest of the team was going to be gone for the first three days on assignment. You missed them. Undercover work was lonely work. It left you feeling grimy and worn. You missed Sam’s teasing wit; you missed Steve’s rich laugh, and Clint’s relentless pranks. You missed Tony’s clever jabs and Nat’s knowing smiles.

Most of all you missed Bucky. You missed the comfortable way that silence with him wrapped around you like a heavy comfortable blanket. You missed how he knew what you needed even if you didn’t ask, bringing you shitty cup-o-noodles in your room after a rough mission or a long day. You even missed how he and Sam bickered and taunted each other, Sam usurping the washer in the middle of Bucky’s laundry day, or Bucky dropping loads of Lua’s fur into the dryer after brushing her in retaliation.

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 500 twitter followers on my @getsterekt twitter account! thanks so much guys. here is another fic rec post in honor of u guys.

(fics marked with * are personal faves)

!!!!Before reading any fics PLEASE make sure you take note of the warnings and tags! as some of these fics may include triggering content to certain readers!!!!


i will not give you up this time by stxrxk

  Derek Hale was hard lines and rough skin.

WORDS: 304


RATING: General


to fall in deep by decideophobia

  “the guy i fucked last night woke up this morning, disoriented and looked at me, and said “oh, you’re hot.” and went back to sleep.”

WORDS: 618




They would have loved you by Bellakitse

Stiles finds an old camera in the Hale house, he decides he’s going to find a way to give a little bit of Derek’s family back to him.


“He has nothing left from his family, Peter doesn’t count. No pictures, everything that belonged to them burned, I-I wouldn’t know how to deal if I could never see mom’s face again, we have pictures and family videos and he just doesn’t, I want to try to give something back to him,” Stiles looks up at his dad, embarrassed by his confession.

WORDS: 1282


RATING: General


TLC by  KARIN848

Alternate title: Derek Hale Deserves to Be Loved. Almost 1500 words of self indulgent Derek being cared for by Stiles after fight. Derek Hale deserves to be told that he is loved and he deserves good things. Stiles endeavors to prove that Derek is worthy of his pack and worthy of love.

WORDS: 1396


RATING: Teen and Up


Brad The Douchebag Ex by LadyDrace 

Stiles and Derek bump into Stiles’ shitty ex while Christmas shopping. Derek isn’t entirely sure what’s going on, but when Stiles grabs his hand, he just kinda rolls with it.

WORDS: 1436


RATING: Teen and Up

WARNINGS: douchebag ex

**Hey, Babe. by Areiton

It doesn’t happen every time they’re out. But it happens. Enough that he stops thinking it’s strange.

WORDS: 1571


RATING: not rated


here, in the light of day by yodasyoyo

“Go to sleep Stiles,” he mumbles.



They are naked, like, completely naked. As in Stiles’ naked dick is now pressed right up against Derek’s naked thigh. Sleep? Stiles may be exhausted and hungover, but sleep is impossible.

WORDS: 1997


RATING: Teen and Up


The Well Deserved Day of Derek Hale by mackietommo

Derek doesn’t remember the last time he got a good day.

WORDS: 2066


RATING: General


Ephemeral by thegirlgrey

Stiles has a weird reaction to his anesthesia. He wakes up with temporary amnesia. The resulting video gets 1 million hits on YouTube in 6 hours. (Beyoncé can suck it.)

WORDS: 2182


RATING: Teen and Up


Money Honey by paintedrecs

Derek’s a moderately well off businessman who has a soft heart, a rapidly emptying wallet, and a serious problem with dogs, panhandlers, and life in general.

Until Stiles comes along.

WORDS: 2845


RATING: Teen and Up


Five Times Derek and Stiles Wanted the Same Book (And One Time There Were Two Copies) by mikkimouse

“Hey!” Stiles yanked the book back, but the other guy had a firm grip on it. “What are you–”

He trailed off when he set eyes on the leather-clad god with a glare that could strip paint off a car who also had hold of the book.

Stiles gulped, but he didn’t let go. “Hey, dude, I had it first.”

Those powerful black eyebrows bent down further. “Like hell you did.”

WORDS: 2896


RATING: Teen and Up


I’m so in love with you. by beautyinstarlight

When Stiles first says I love you to Derek, it’s a completely ordinary day in their new lives. They aren’t even dating…

Or: The story of when Stiles and Derek both said I love you and beyond.

WORDS: 3510


RATING: General

WARNINGS: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Homing Mechanisms by SmallBirds

Magnetoreception: The sense which allows an organism to detect a magnetic field to perceive direction, altitude or location. How birds find their way home.

Stiles returns to Beacon Hills after four years at Stanford, only to find out that Derek has moved back into town. He brings him a housewarming gift. Derek makes food. Things escalate from there.

WORDS: 3741


RATING: Mature


Operation Rescue Sourwolf by HelloWhyTheFuckAmIHere

Derek Hale will not be accused of another crime he didn’t commit. Not on Stiles’ watch.

(What really happened when Stiles used his position as FBI Intern to save Derek’s life.)

WORDS: 4221


RATING: Teen and Up

WARNINGS: violence

When Your Teachers Have No Chill by giantteenwolforgy

Derek’s not his boyfriend, but sometimes it feels like he should be.

WORDS: 4314


RATING: Explicit


How to Pretend You’re Not a Virgin and Other Sordid Tales by KuriKuri

Stiles likes the anonymity, the security his pseudonym provides. Likes that there are entire forums dedicated to speculating about his identity: his gender, his sexuality, his age.

Of course, there’s one thing they all seem to agree on: he’s some sort of sex god.

Which is really, really awkward, because he’s a twenty-three year old virgin.

(Or: in which Stiles is a bestselling erotica novelist and Lydia makes him attend a convention to promote his upcoming book.)

WORDS: 5347


RATING: Teen and Up


Notches in Your Spine by whiskey_in_tea

Stiles is the one who finds them in the first place, Derek’s college applications.

(this fic is restricted so you will need an ao3 account to be able to read it)

WORDS: 8741


RATING: Explicit


The Truth Is by BulletBlaze

  “Well, you should get going then-”
“You could come around some time-”
A pause.
“Wait, what?”
A blush bloomed across Derek’s cheeks, barely visible over the top of his beard. He shrugged again.
“If you wanted to. You could stop by while I’m fixing it up. Help me with some things. If you wanted to.”
“You already said that,” Stiles, the idiot, mumbled in disbelief.
Derek’s blush grew a shade darker.

WORDS: 8851


RATING: Teen and Up

WARNINGS: sheriff has a heart attack

put ‘em together and what have you got? by yodasyoyo

“Oh, bibbidi bobbidi fuck you.”

Unsurprisingly, Stiles’ fairy godmother is a menace.

WORDS: 11,162


RATING: Teen and Up


Keeping Tabs by Cousin Shelley (CousinShelley)

After Erica’s death at the hands of the alphas, Stiles wants to be there for Derek, but Derek just wants to be alone. In the process of waiting him out, Stiles comes up with a plan to stay a step ahead of the alpha pack, and ends up spending lots of quality time with Cora and Peter.

WORDS: 12,896


RATING: Teen and Up


trusting wolves by ourdreamsunfold

In the midst of a werewolf war against the alphas, the Sheriff learns that in a pack, loyalty is earned. And his son works hard enough to earn trust for both him and Derek, and all of their friends. Especially when the pack won’t even admit to liking each other most of the time. The kids are all a work in progress, and the Sheriff is lucky to be there for them. Werewolves and all.

WORDS: 13,572


RATING: Teen and Up


*borders and horizon lines by magneticwave

“Let me do this nice thing for you, Derek, no strings attached,” said nobody ever.

WORDS: 14,833


RATING: Teen and Up


*Help Wanted by Jebiwonkenobi

Nice things begin to happen to Derek Hale and it kind of freaks him out.

WORDS: 15,593


RATING: Teen and Up


Can I Keep You? by wearing_tearing

After practically being raised watching Buffy, The X-Files, and Ghostbusters, Stiles liked to think his reaction to seeing a shimmery shadow resembling a seventeen year old boy floating ten inches above ground and glaring fiercely at him wouldn’t be to let out a high pitch scream, try to karate chop him, and then, when that obviously didn’t work, throw a basketball at him.

A basketball that just went right through the boy’s stomach.

or, the Sterek Casper AU.

WORDS: 16,005


RATING: Teen and Up


Imagine Me And You by callunavulgari

“My name,” the kid tells Derek, sounding amused. “It’s Stiles. I figure if I’m going to wrestle a complete stranger for a pumpkin the least I can do is offer my name afterwards.”

“Stiles,” Derek tries, testing the way the name sits on his tongue. “I’m Derek.”

“Derek,” Stiles breathes, like he’s testing the weight of the name too. He grins, bright and blinding, which Derek guesses means that he likes the sound of it. “I’d offer to shake your hand, but since we almost got to second base a minute ago, I’d say we’re past that point.”

WORDS: 16,080


RATING: Teen and Up


Regression to the Mean by theroguesgambit

There aren’t really words for this. “Sure, dude. Let’s hang out sometime and bond over the fact that our lives suck and we’ve both basically killed a bunch of people by accident” doesn’t exactly roll off the tongue.

Prompt: In the aftermath of 3B, Stiles and Derek learn to trust, learn to fuck, and learn to love themselves, each other, and their pack.

WORDS: 16,580


RATING: Mature

WARNINGS: ptsd (both stiles and derek)

We’ll be Better Around the Second Time by Cantabo

It’s been months. Months of fading contact with the pack. Months of the silent treatment from his father. Months of nothing but himself and the occasional lesson with Deaton to entertain him.

It’s too much, and eventually, Stiles leaves.

For years, everything goes great, until of course his dad gets injured, and he is suddenly forced to deal with people he thought he left behind in his past for good.

OR: Stiles gets pushed out of the pack, hits the road, makes new friends, learns how to grow up, and falls in love.

WORDS: 26,589


RATING: Mature


You Can’t Dodge Stiles Stilinski by stilinskisparkles

“And this is it?” he points at the first girl. “I saw you in first period, you barely bothered to catch any of the balls you were tossed. I’m pretty sure you spent more time on your cell.”

The girl rolls her eyes, and looks completely unashamed of the fact she had her phone out in class. Derek knows Finstock would have stepped on it.

“And you,” he points at the second girl, taller and with eyes that meet Derek’s coolly. “You can’t throw anything worth half a damn. And what are you,” he points at the boy, trying not to look him in the eye, and failing. “A hundred and fifty pounds wet?”

The boy smirks at him, and Derek looks resolutely away. He’s now desperately trying not to picture him wet.

“I can’t work with this.”

WORDS: 27,250


RATING: Explicit

WARNINGS: underage (nothing sexual happens until stiles is 18 but theres flirting and stuff between stiles and derek while he’s 17) teacher-student relationship

A Perfect Storm by keeperofstories & queenofday

The first time Derek sees him is on the Subway.

The fifth time Derek spots him, the boy has a split lip and an angry alpha threatening him.

(OR: Where Scott is a really bad boyfriend and Derek ends up being Stiles’ hero)

WORDS: 30,848


RATING: Mature

WARNINGS: Graphic violence, abusive relationships, domestic violence

Take Me Out To The Ball Game (Or to dinner, I’m easy either way) by Whisper91

In which single-father Derek Hale falls head over heels for his sons’ new Little League coach. Unsurprisingly, it’s all Laura’s fault.

WORDS: 32,556



WARNINGS: so much fluffff (says theres 7/8 chapters finished but im pretty sure its complete as it hasnt been updated in 2 years and the ending of ch7 is super nice and fluffy)

To Each Their Own by SylvieW

Stiles agrees to become the owner of a werewolf with some very special needs. Derek has been abused for so long he’s nearly feral. Stiles has to find a way to gain his trust before Derek’s heat, or he could be put down.

WORDS: 32,668


RATING: Explicit

WARNINGS: !!heed the tags!! dub-con, werewolves are pretty much slaves, kate argent warning. abusive kate.

**Ghosts In The Suburbs by Hypocorismm

Stiles gets cursed by a witch and can see dead people. 

WORDS: 37,263


RATING: Teen and Up


You Look Like Bad News (i gotta have you) by standinginanicedress

Option A : violently tell Derek that they are under no circumstances ever to hook up again because it was stupid and dumb.

Option B : tell Scott the truth, stand back and watch as Scott kills Derek with his bare hands so Stiles doesn’t even have to face the music. Not an option at all, actually. Expunge this from the record.

The real Option B : calmly explain to Derek that the situation is too fucked up and hey, maybe if Derek and Scott ever shake hands and make up, he and Stiles can hook up again because, man…it was great.

Option C : forget everything, charge headfirst into danger like fuckin’ Bravehart and have sex with Derek all over again.

Option D : bury himself alive and wait for the worms to eat him.

WORDS: 38,954


RATING: Explicit


***Come with Me and Walk the Longest Mile by  DevilDoll

“Stiles shouldn’t accept rides from werewolves he meets behind abandoned convenience stores.” In which the zombie apocalypse is just one of their worries.

WORDS: 39,275


RATING: Explicit

WARNINGS: underage

Killer Smile by Black_Calliope

One. Two. Seven. How many times should a killer strike before getting called ‘serial’?

Or the one where Stiles works as a member of a Behavioral Analysis Unit, gets insulted quite a lot, learns that love doesn’t always take the shortest path and cultivates an illicit relationship with a coffee mug. Not necessarily in that order. Also, Boyd has a thing for explosives and Lydia is the most BAMF coroner ever. Derek doesn’t get his spring rolls because he doesn’t deserve them. Neither does Stiles, but that’s another whole story.

WORDS: 51,434


RATING: Explicit

WARNINGS: Graphic Depictions of Violence

**Those Are The Days That Bind Us by  s_a_m

His father wasn’t stupid. He was an officer of the law, trained to look for patterns. He confronted Stiles about werewolves and they shouted and Stiles tried to explain but his father was so, so, so mad, more mad than Stiles had ever seen him, ever in all his life and then his father looked at him and said,

“It’s like you’re not my son anymore.”

And Stiles broke.

WORDS: 52,171


RATING: Mature

WARNINGS: angst, PTSD, violence, gore, implied/referenced non-con, death of an unborn baby, panic attacks

[Sleep]Walking After You by relenafanel

Derek is a sleepwalker who keeps wandering into his downstairs neighbour’s bedroom.

Stiles is pretty sure the hot guy from the park is going to kill him in his sleep. He knows he shouldn’t have been so obvious about objectifying the guy’s really fine ass.

Too bad it turns out Derek is easier to get along with when he’s sleeping.

WORDS: 56,551


RATING: Mature


***Safety in Silence by Survivah

It’s perfectly understandable. Even Derek wouldn’t want to be Derek’s soulmate.

WORDS: 66,901


RATING: Mature


The More Things Change by KouriArashi

Ten years ago, there was a major war between the supernatural world and the mundane. Now Beacon Hills is cut off and the Argents are in control, and the supernatural creatures are slowly being hunted down. But when Stiles, who was adopted by the Argents after the death of his parents, makes friends with the Hale Pack, things start to change…

WORDS: 80,378


RATING: Mature

WARNINGS: Graphic Violence

***One life stand by Vendelin

Stiles is used to selling himself to make ends meet. But it’s getting harder to keep those ends meeting, and there’s only so much of Stiles to go around. Until a too-fancy car shows up in his neighborhood, and he meets Derek Hale.

All Derek wants is Stiles’s time, someone to stay on his arm for events and smile for the cameras. It’s the easiest job Stiles has ever had, the best-paying one he’s ever had, and he’s more than happy to sign up.

Derek is everything and nothing Stiles expects him to be, with his tailored suits, sharp mind and his quiet way of caring. But it’s just a job and Stiles never meant to fall in love.

WORDS: 84,278


RATING: Explicit

WARNINGS: read tags for warnings

Into The Open Air by Acherona & trulywicked

It was a little strange moving back to Beacon Hills. His daughter becoming enchanted with his odd and very attractive neighbor didn’t really help matters.

WORDS: 99,482


RATING: Explicit

WARNINGS: Violence

Hallowed Grounds by damnfancyscotch

Everything in Beacon Hills is the same when Stiles comes home from college.

Well, except for the fact that he’s a published author now, Scott is halfway across the world with a travelling circus, Erica’s epilepsy has been cured, her boss offers him a job too, and there’s this weird black dog that seems to be following him around just to judge him.

Oh, and the murders, of course.

But other than that stuff… totally the same old BH.

WORDS: 109,578


RATING: Mature

WARNINGS: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Bruises and Bitemarks by oblivions172

Biologically, Stiles is weak. When he presented as an omega, he knew that to be the truth but that never stopped him from running his mouth as a defense mechanism. However, it could only save him so many times before he ended up pissing off the wrong person. After he’s attacked in the parking lot outside of school, Stiles realizes he can no longer protect himself with just pure wit and sarcasm. When the attack lands him in the hospital, his dad forces him to pick between two options, report the alphas who attacked him or join a kickboxing gym run by omega rights activist and alpha, Derek Hale, a man Stiles has been in love with for many years.

WORDS: 121,566


RATING: Explicit

WARNINGS: !!Read Tags!!

Boyfriend Series; Wonwoo

- we all know jeon wonwoo calls himself a bag of luck as a joke
- but he really does starts believing he is one after meeting you
- for your first date, he takes you out for a simple lunch, a walk in the city and then ice cream for dessert but since it’s summer and it’s hot out, your ice cream melts and stains your shirt
- wonwoo sees how upset you are about it and offers to let you wash it off at the dorm since you guys are close by
- so you go inside the dorm and all the other members are like “ooohhh wonwoo who’s that??” and wonwoo just laughs and tells you to ignore them
- you’re waiting around in the living room while he leaves to go find something that could help with the stain, and you get a bit confused because the other members are nowhere to be seen
- all of a sudden the lights go off and you hear wonwoo call your name and he’s like “(name)?? are you okay?? stay where you are i’ll be right there!! argh those guys i swear…..”
- you slowly get up and try to follow the sound of his voice when you suddenly trip on something
- but you don’t land on the floor…… you fall over someone and accidentally kiss them on the lips
- the lights go back on and you and wonwoo immediately pull away out of embarrassment
- that’s right, your first kiss is accidental but it’s a cute little memory you think of every now and then
- but now whenever you both go on ice cream dates, wonwoo orders your ice cream in a cup so you don’t stain your clothes again how thoughtful right
- always has on his glasses and sweater paws and you cry
- blushes when you fix his glasses for him
- lends you his big sweaters and gets flustered when he sees you wearing them like his face turns all red and you’re like ??? wonwoo are you sick ???
- bookstore dates!!
- he likes to tell you his favorite passages from the books he reads
- when he wakes up with really bad bedhair you don’t want him to fix it because you find it so cute and when he tries to you slap his hand away like NO KEEP IT LIKE THAT
- “(name) i have to fix it i’m going to a fansign…..” “no.”
- afraid of dogs so when he sees one he hides behind you who’s shorter than him like gooD JOB WONWOO
- you always ask him to sing his solo part in “laughter/smile flower” because his voice is so deep and soothing wow
- you both get matching plushie keychains for your bags
- bumps into everything, honestly so accident-prone you have to keep band-aids on you at all times
- wonwoo doesn’t normally open up to people because he’s so used to keeping things to himself, but he learns how to open up to you and now you’re his go-to person whenever he’s feeling down
- he’s the type who doesn’t really want any advice or comments, he just wants someone who’ll listen to him
- tells you his lame jokes and gets offended when you don’t laugh but when you do he looks so proud of himself afterwards
- but sometimes he’s laughing too much while trying to tell you a joke which makes you laugh and when he finally tells you the joke you’re still laughing and he thinks it’s because of the joke he told you
- his phone’s lock screen is a picture of you wearing his round glasses
- made a playlist of all your favorite songs and listens to them before going to sleep
- says “i love you” quietly because he’s shy and when you tell him you love him too and his face turns bright red
- loves giving you back hugs
- hangs up polaroid pictures of you two on his wall
- loves watching movies with you and actually prefers staying at home to watch an old movie with you over going to an over-crowded cinema
- but he doesn’t mind going to the movie theatres with you if there’s a movie you really want to see
- he’s often really tired when you meet up because of his busy schedule so you let him sleep while you’re both on the train
- while he’s sleeping, he holds onto your hand tightly and his head falls on your shoulder
- you take pictures when this happens and laugh at his reaction when you show them to him later that day
- when you’re lying on your stomach watching videos on your phone or something, he likes to crush you by rolling over your back
- loses track of time when he’s with you and gets scolded by the other members for coming late to practice
- when you share food, he always lets you have the last piece
- tells mingyu all about you who pats you on the head and thanks you for making his best friend so happy
- but then wonwoo sees mingyu pat you on the head and gets so protective of you after that
- like he gives any member the look if he sees them get too close to you and they cower away lmao
- wonwoo is shy so he doesn’t say “i love you” very often
- but just know that he really, really does
- there are different ways to show someone you love them
- when he asks you about your day, if you’ve eaten; when he sacrifices sleep to go see you, when he hugs you tightly after not seeing you in a while or anything of the sort
- that’s how wonwoo tells you he loves you
- “you know what, (name)?”
- “what wonwoo”
- “you’re my won and only”
- “…ok that one’s pretty good”

“Happy Birthday...Honey”

Hey y’all i’m here with an extra special blurb! It’s my birthday and what better than to write out my lovely dream from last night for my awesome readers. Hope you all enjoy cuz I know I did!

Synopsis: Shawn wishes you a very special happy birthday.

You sit in your bedroom, legs crossed, laptop on a pillow on your legs. It’s early morning, maybe 8am. You’ve just woken up because your skype alert was going off on your laptop and you see that it’s Shawn trying to video chat. You laugh to yourself, he’s such a goofball.

“Happy birthday!” Shawn yells, voice crackling through the laptop speakers.

“Thanks, now i can’t hear anymore,” you laugh and shake your head. He doesn’t skype you very often, usually you text back and forth or send snaps making stupid face or using ridiculous filters.

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Polar Opposites (Part 1) | Zach Dempsey x Reader

Genre: Romance, Fluff
POV: Reader’s POV and Zach’s POV (Stated before a section)

A/N: Here’s my second request done! This was fun to write especially because the girl in the write-up is extremely similar to who I was in high school. Haha. And it’s the first time I’ve posted an imagine with different POVs. Please do tell me how this all works out or if you guys want me to stick to first person. Enjoy everyone!

Request:  Hey I was wondering if you can do an imagine where Zach falls for a girl after they talk about their favorite things and about what they want to be after high school. Like he’s passionate about being a marine biologist and he loves the sparkle in the girl’s eyes when she talks about her favorite books and how she says she wants to become an author or something along those lines. Maybe she even lets him read some of her writing?



He was the captain of the school’s basketball team, I was the student body president. He was often involved in after-school detention, I was always involved with extracurricular school activities. He was the class clown, I was the class nerd. He had girls running after him, I had boys running away from me. He was 6foot3, I was 5foot7.

I could probably go on with this list but I’m assuming you already catch my drift. We were polar opposites, which was why when our Media teacher chose us as partners for our upcoming media project, I couldn’t help but complain to him after class. Of course he stood by his decision and I was stuck with Zach Dempsey for a week.


Monday after school

“So, what is the project all about again?” Zach asks me while spinning on his desk chair like a 5 year old.

“Can you stop doing that please, my head’s starting to spin now.” I say as I rub my forehead with my eyes shut. A soft sorry escapes his lips as he stopped.

“Mr. Andrews said I have to do a profile about you, and you have to do the same for me. We can use any media we like as long as we’re creative with it. I’m planning on doing a powerpoint.” I reply as I go through my notebook.

“I guess I’ll just do a documentary, it’s the easiest thing to do and I’m pretty good at video editing.” he says as he looks up at the ceiling.

“Alright, fine, let’s get started then.” I suggest and we both get to work. I take a blank piece of paper from my binder and start interviewing him.

“So Zachary Dempsey, would you care to tell me some of your interests, your hobbies, likes and dislikes?” I ask him while clicking my pen.

“Interests: basketball, hobbies: basketball, likes: basketball, dislikes: the color orange, although funnily enough that’s the color of the ball.” he answers and I roll my eyes at him.

“Zach, I already know that you like basketball. I need other information.” I reply.

“Oh, so you want to get to know me better, eh?” he retors with a smirk growing on his face.

“Not known for his modesty.” I mumble to myself as I write it down my blank piece of paper.

“You need to chill Y/N, I was just kidding.” he says as he leans back on his chair and laughs. I exhale deeply and proceed with asking the questions for his profile.

“For the second time, please tell me some of your interests, your hobbies, likes and dislikes.” I say.

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Senior Year In Queens Would Include...

Freshman Year

Sophomore Year

Junior Year

If you don’t understand some references in this part, read the first three parts in the series.

- Michelle is PISSED that you didn’t talk to her all summer. In your defense… you were busy. 

- Stark Internship was going good, although you were always worried about seeing Peter there too. He never even showed up, so you assumed he wasn’t an intern anymore and you could relax-


- It’s okay though cuz you hide behind a trash can.

- It’s not okay because they walked past the trashcan and saw you. 

-*Fifty Shades of “FUUUUUUCKK”, starring you*

-Mr. Stark was 100% confused at why his star prodigy was hiding behind a trash can. 

- “Why-”

- “I dON’t knOW wHy?

- But nooooo, Mr. Stark couldn’t walk away. 

- “Hey Peter, isn’t this the girl you were obsessing over-”


- Mr. Stark leans in and whispers something to Peter and he turns even redder. You didn’t know what he said… BUT I’M THE NARRATOR AND I KNOW SO FUCK IT I’LL TELL YOU.

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anonymous asked:

hello!! did you see the pictures/videos of the cute little boy who went to seventeen's fansign? i was wondering if you could please write how seventeen would be with their 5-year-old child? thank you!!

- sometimes he likes to carry them around the house with one arm as if they weigh nothing
- puts their drawings up on the fridge
- goes insane when his kid does anything cute
- likes to pick them up and spin them around because it makes them laugh
- checks the closet for any monsters

- lets them play with his hair
- falls asleep on the couch with his kid in his arms
- likes feeding them even if they can do it themselves just fine
- takes as many pictures as he can to remember these precious moments, probably gets them printed out and has five albums filled with pictures of them together
- “whose baby are you?” “dad’s baby!!”

- spoils them way too much
- his kid speaks a mix of korean and english, and joshua’s like oops….
- has the ability to stop their crying in a second
- teaches them to always be good and humble, to say please and thank you all the time
- basically he’s raising a gentleman like himself
- sometimes he just stares at them lovingly and his kid just grins at him and he melts

- his kid is always sitting on his lap
- he likes to rest his chin on his kid’s head
- ruffles their hair when they do a good job
- always asking his kid for hugs and kisses
- one time his kid winked at him and he fainted

- wears matching clothes with his kid
- plays dress-up with them and lets them sit on his back while he crawls around the house
- they buy all the snacks at the grocery store and eat them all in the same day
- dances around while his kid holds his hands and has their feet on his
- keeps his kid laughing and smiling all day long

- reads them bedtime stories
- he and his kid have matching bedhair in the morning
- his kid likes to follow him around everywhere like a little duckling following its mother
- when he’s sitting on the couch playing a game, his kid likes to climb onto the couch and backhug him while watching him play
- his kid pokes his cheek when trying to wake him up

- his kid likes to hug his leg and jihoon has to walk around the house dragging them along with him
- he acts like he doesn’t like it but HE LOVES IT
- always makes sure they drink their milk so they grow tall
- his kid likes to sit on his lap while watching him play the piano
- they can talk to each other with their eyes

- makes funny faces to make them laugh
- they’re always excitedly screaming when they’re together
- always understands what his kid wants/is trying to say
- “which one do you want?” “(makes fishy face)” “ah ok we’ll have tuna please”
- his kid has his smile

- lets them sit on his shoulders
- “dad!! it’s like i can see the world!!”
- almost trips on his kid because they’re so small and he didn’t see them
- bakes cute desserts with them
- cooks them their favorite meals whenever they want
- “i know we had it yesterday but can you cook it again, dad??” “anything for you”

- his kid runs up to him and hugs him the second they see him after getting back from school/daycare
- buys them really stylish clothes
- seriously his kid is so well dressed, they might as well be a toddler model
- they’re always telling each other they love one another
- “dad, i have to tell you a secret!!” “what is it?” “(whispers) i love you” “(whispers back) i love you too”

- refuses to let go of his kid’s hand
- kisses them every two seconds
- always cups their cheeks
- cries whenever his kid gives him something
- makes them wear cute onesies

- smiles fondly whenever they do ANYTHING, his heart just melts
- they bump their ice creams/popsicles together before eating them
- actual memes together
- they make the EXACT same facial expressions
- carries his kid in his arms all day long, masters cooking and cleaning with one hand

- makes up a cool handshake for them both
- wakes up early to watch cartoons with his kid
- matching pyjamas
- tickle fights
- gets excited over the smallest things

yes i did, the little boy was too cute!! thank you for your request!!

Glitch In The Matrix Stories #24

A Car Started To Pass Me And Disappeared 

Today I had my pickup truck bed loaded to the breaking point with things to take to the landfill (clearing out a hoard)- broken, moldy furniture, broken garage door, and other bulky odd-sized stuff.

I’d packed it well and strapped it all in but I was worried that to the casual drivers around me it’d look unstable as hell. The road I took starts off as a long busy two-lane highway and there’s never a chance to pass anyone until the road becomes 4 lanes with a drivable middle lane that eventually becomes a turning lane as you approach businesses.

As luck would have it, I ended up with a douche-bag in a new BMW trapped behind me on the long stretch. I was doing just above the speed limit and he was up my butt, despite my having broken furniture dangling like two feet from his grille. I couldn’t wait until the road would widen and he’d surely zoom past me and scowl for ‘holding him up’.

Sure enough, we reached the spot where the road widened and I saw him jerk into the left lane as soon as I yielded to the right slow lane. He started to pass me, entered my blind spot and then… I didn’t see him. I thought he was overtaking me slowly so he could see what I was hauling, or I was preparing to be flipped off as well.

The thing is, there was no nowhere to turn left yet, no roads or business at that point- and I watched my side mirror- if he’d turned somewhere (again, nowhere to turn yet) slowed down or even gone into the developing turning strip down the middle, I’d have seen his car fall behind me.

Credits to: Vault32

Remember Seeing A Movie Years Before It Was Released

Being born in the early nineties, I loved watching the ’Land Before Time’ movies. I remember being about 6 or 7, I was sick and in bed. My mom had a friend over and he brought me a movie to watch. It was a Land Before Time movie. So nothing weird about that. 

Well, fast forward about 4 years or so and I’m dropped off at the sitters and everyone is watching the new Land Before Time movie. Sweet! A new one, except this seems familiar. I’m pretty sure I’ve seen this before. I know I’ve seen this before. There are always parts of movies you remember very well and for me this was when the long-neck elders fight the two T-Rex. So that part arrives and I start telling everyone what’s going to happen. 

The sitter or her daughter that helped out asked if I’ve watched this already. I said, “yeah a long time ago”. I get told that’s not possible, it just came out the week before or whatever. Yet I specifically remember watching it years earlier. Every now and then I think back on this and it still perplexes me. Maybe my mom’s friend was a time traveler that had a love for kids movies. Maybe it was a glitch- who knows.

Credits to: Chestigo

Seeing Old People Young

For as long as I can remember, I will walk into stores, buildings, parks, fields, and if there is a person there 30 or older I always see them younger.

It usually happens for a few moments, like flashes of young and then I really stare at them and shocked to see wrinkles and liver spots. Like, I was totally checking out that grandma when she looked 20 something and now she’s 80.

Not sure if this is a glitch in the matrix, and before anyone says bad eye sight, I do wear contacts but my prescription is always up to date. And I am always within good seeing distance of the person.

Like, I’m not sure how to properly describe it. I see them exactly how they were when they were younger. Doesn’t happen every single day but it happens enough that I’m used to it. Sometimes I see young people as old but it’s very rare.

Credits to: SpookyB0T

Starting To Question Whether Life Is A Simulation Or Not

I was living in Florida for a while (back in 2014 and 2015) due to work. While I was there, I had been engaging in my own personal philosophical thought process about the nature of our reality. For a couple of days I really was wrapped around this question and it was sort of consuming my thoughts over those days, particularly whether we were living in a simulation or some type of video game. Well nothing new there, right? Scientists and philosphers have been throwing that idea around for a while. 

Well, two experiences occurred that made and make me questions my current reality as it stands and happened in similar time frames. Each seemingly innocent, but when put together seem to connect. All of these events occurred after I started thinking intensely about the possibility of reality being a simulation. 

First: I was working out with a trainer and a group of coworkers when we started doing squats. I started doing squats and the trainer stops and sort of laughs. Then he makes a joke about how I look like a Sims character. That’s innocent enough, right? I’ve seen the game and I got what he was referring to. I laughed. 

But then he says it one more time, but this time he says it in a serious tone “Did you hear that, Tim (which is my name)? I said you look like a Sims character.” The inflections in his voice was odd, it was more like he was hinting at something rather than making a joke and waiting for my reaction. Perhaps it was nothing but it was odd, but everybody else around me didn’t react or even laugh at the reference. It was strange.

Second: So, I enjoy creepypastas and I like listening to them. So, I started listening to this creepypasta and found it pretty good. Now the night before and that night, I had been thinking intensely about reality and all that.

Well, as I scrolled down the comment section I notice this guy’s comment (Pete Detrick) who says “Tim, you’re in a video game.” 

I’m blown away but I’m skeptical, thinking it’s just a coincidence and he was just replying to some other person’s comment. But as I’m scrolling up and down, I notice he isn’t replying to anyone on the comment section. His statement is just out of context and oddly out of nowhere. 

I could imagine the person was perhaps making a comment about the story itself but the main character in the story never mentions his name being Tim or even has a name. (Oddly enough the story is about a person who commits suicide and enters some alternate reality).

Credits to: FloatingTheVoid

Is He Here? // Conor Maynard

Word Count- 2402


Hey there! Hope you’re having a great day! Could I place a request for a Couple nor imagine please? The plot could maybe be where he comes back from tour a week early and the reader doesn’t know about and he asks the rest of the buttercreams to help him surprise you. If not then it’s no problem. Thanks x


Four months, 15 days, and 10 hours. You had been counting. Conor left exactly Four months, 15 days, and 10 hours ago. And you missed him more and more with every passing second. He had gone on the North American leg of his worldwide tour. His second album was #1 on all the charts and most of his concerts were sold out. You couldn’t be happier for him; but the emptiness in your heart was undeniable.

It’s not that Conor ignored you. No, it was rather the opposite. He’d make sure to text you non-stop throughout the day and sometimes, if you were lucky, you’d get a random snap from the tour bus or dressing room. Every Sunday night, he’d Skype you and you two would talk until you fell asleep.

Yesterday he was in New York, tonight he’d be playing in Ohio, and tomorrow he’d be in Indiana. You kept up with his shows, watching the Instagram and twitter posts and the overflowing snaps stories; but mainly Jack’s.

The younger Maynard had decided to help George with the DJ’ing part of Conor’s tour. So most of your nights were filled with you sitting on your couch re-watching Jacks story over and over again just to get a glimpse of your boyfriend.

Tonight would’ve been like every other one, but you chose to dive into a new TV show. You needed something to take your mind off of Conor, just for a little bit. As you clicked onto the next episode of Shameless, you’re phone buzzed.

From Oli:

Don’t make plans on Friday, Caspar and I want to take you out to lunch.

You giggled as you typed a response.

From Y/n:

I have a boyfriend.

A few minutes later he replied.

From Oli:

Haha very funny. But seriously, we miss you.

This made you smile. You hadn’t seen either of them since Joe’s house party a few weeks back.

From Y/n:


From Oli:

Caspar and I

From Y/n:

Miss you guys too :) pick me up at noon?

The rest of the night was spent curled up in your half empty bed, trying to focus on the lives of the Gallagher’s rather than your own.


Four months, 16 days, and 4 hours.

His American leg was supposed to be six months, then he’d come back to London for two weeks. Then he’d be heading on to the South American leg of his tour for another 5-6 months.

It was less than two months until you would see him again, but it felt like a lifetime. You just had to wait a little bit longer.

You were currently cleaning the flat; not that it needed it though. Then your phone rang.

“Hey.” You said as you organized the movies on the shelf.

“Hey, Y/n.” Joe’s voice rang through the phone.

“What’s up Joe?” you were only half focused on the conversation.

“I was just wondering if you were busy on Friday,” he said.

“Actually yeah, I am.” you said, but then realized how rude that sounded.

“Oh…” you could tell he was feeling awkward.

“I am so sorry! That sounded so rude,” you laughed to try and lighten the mood. “But I’m going out to lunch with Oli and Caspar. You’re more than welcome to join us.”

“Oh no, that’s okay.”

“Joe,” you said sternly.


“You’re going to lunch with us. Just come over to the flat at 11:30. Oli will pick us up at noon.”

“No, Y/n. I don’t want to intrude.”

“Joe, you’re part of the group. It’s not intruding.”

“Fine,” he sighed. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Great!” you cheered and then ended the call.


Four months, 17 days 2 hours.

You woke up rather late on Friday. It was a complete accident though. You had stayed up on Thursday watching Conor’s old videos. It was very emotional and you just couldn’t fall asleep. So then you headed over to his Instagram and just scrolled, reminiscing all the old moments. Before you knew it, it was 3 o’clock in the morning.

So as you slowly made your way to the kitchen, you were in no rush to get ready.

Then there was a knock at that door. You stared at it for a solid 30 seconds before reluctantly dragging yourself to the door.

“Morning love!” Mikey smiled brightly at you.

“Mikey, what the bloody hell are doing at my flat at 10 in the morning?” you let him in nonetheless.

“Am I not allowed to hang out with my favorite person?” he laughed, grabbing a bowl from the cabinet.

“I guess you’re right.” You laughed, following his suit. “But I have plans today.”

Panic flashed across his face and he started stuttering, “I- what- you- I mean… you have plans? What plans? With who?”

You laughed, “Calm down mom.”

“I’m not your mom.”

“I could’ve sworn you were,” you said in a serious tone, but your face showed you were being sarcastic.

“But seriously, what are your plans?”

You grabbed the milk from the fridge, “Going out to lunch with Oli, Caspar and Joe.”


“Yeah, do you want to come?” you handed him his preferred cereal and waited for a reply.

“No, I um… I already had plans too,” he played with the spoon in his hand.

“Then why’d you come over?” you gave him a small smile.

“I uh, I wanted to see you duhh.”

“Mikey, you can come with us. They won’t mind.”

“Okay,” he flashed his classic smile which made you smile.

You two finished your breakfast and Mikey happily waited in the living room as you got ready. While you continued to do your hair, you heard a knock at the door.

“Hey, Mikey? Could you get the door?” you yelled from the bathroom.

“Sure,” he replied and a few seconds later another pair of feet were padding around your living room.

“I’ll be done in five minutes, I promise!”

“Don’t rush love, I’m early.” Joe called from the living room.


“Hey,” you said opening the doors. “I invited Joe and Mikey as well. Hope you don’t mind.”

Oli gave you a hug, “Of course not.”

“The more the merrier, right?” Caspar smiled, pulling you in for a hug.

Oli and Caspar arrived at your flat around 11:50 and since none of your cars were big enough to fit all 5 of you, you had to wait for an Uber.

You five finally made it to Central London by 12:30 and had lunch at a small little sandwich place. Lunch went by smoothly. Caspar, Oli and Joe vlogging part of it and all four of you helping Mikey talk to a girl on Tinder.

“Would you mind if we stopped by a few shops before we head back?” you ask the boys as you leave.

“I don’t see why not,” Oli looked at the other boys for assurance.

“As long as we stop by TopShop,” Joe said.

“Yay!” you squealed, wrapping your arms around Mikey and Caspar’s neck.


The boys hadn’t complained once since you started shopping, which was very unusual.

“So why aren’t you begging me to go home yet?” you asked as you walked to another shop.

“Huh?” Mikey asked.

“What do you mean?” Oli questioned.

“You guys hate shopping. So why are you guys not complaining?”

“We don’t mind it,” Joe smiled.

“Bullshit,” you stopped walking. “What’s going on? Why are you guys being so weird?”

“We’re not being weird,” Caspar laughed. “We just want you to have a good day.”

“That’s all, love.” Mikey added.

“But why?”

“Because we know you miss him,” Oli said simply.

“Oh,” you looked at the ground. “Thanks.”

“Of course, love.” Joe smiled.

“Ready to go home?” you headed towards a bench.

“Uh,” Oli said, grabbing his phone.

“What’s wrong?” you furrowed your eyebrows.

“Just gotta… call the Uber!” he said and rushed off.

“Since when do you call Uber’s?”

“It’s Oli, he’ll realize soon enough.” Caspar laughed causing the three of you to join in.


After another 30 minutes, the Uber finally arrived. The ride was very awkward; you used your phone as an escape from the silence filled car. Meanwhile, all the boys were exchanging worried looks as the car arrived closer to its destination.

You finally dragged your eyes away from the illuminating screen. But you weren’t where you were supposed to be. The Uber stopped.

“Why are we at Jack’s?” you glared at the boys.

“I forgot something here a few days ago,” Joe gave you a sheepish smile.

“Okay,” you said, unlocking your phone again.

“Hey Casp, wanna help me look for it?” Joe asked as he opened the door. The blonde nodded and followed the older man into the building.

“Where the hell are they??” you whined. It had been a solid five minutes.

“Let me go check,” Mikey slipped out of the Uber and ran into the building Joe and Caspar had walked into a few minutes earlier.

You gave Oli a look and he just awkwardly looked out the window.

“I’m sorry, but I really need to go get some other people.” The Uber driver gives you an apologetic look through the rearview mirror.

You sighed and grabbed your bags, “It’s okay, and have a great day!”

“Sorry,” Oli says, scratching his neck as you two stood out in the cold.

“Might as well go help the others look,” you walked into the building.

Oli followed you and pulled out his vlogging camera. He began speaking to the camera, making sure not to bother you. When the elevator doors opened, he switched the camera onto you.

“What are you doing?” you looked past the camera and continue towards Jack’s door.

“Just vlogging,” he shrugged.

You turned back, “Mikey? Why aren’t you in there?”

“Uh…” he stammered, holding a camera as well. “Just go in.”

You gave both boys a weird look but opened the door nonetheless.

“Joe? Caspar? What are looking for?” you ask as you walk in, keeping your eyes on Oli.

“Oh uh, hi.” Josh said. “You weren’t supposed to be here yet.”

“Josh? What are you doing here?!?!” you questioned.

“What? Who’s here?” Joe appeared from the hallway, Caspar right behind. “What are you doing up here?”

“Waiting for you! The Uber left. What’s going on here?”

“Nothing,” they all say in unison.

“Tell me what’s going on.” You demanded. “Now.”

“Hey Joe, is Y/n still in the Uber?” a familiar voice says, it’s respective body emerging from the hallway.

“Jack?” you whisper.

“Uh, hi?” he says.

“You’re supposed to be on tour…” you continued to whisper, more to yourself than to him.

“About that…” he trailed off.

Tears began to well in your eyes, “Is he here?”

No one answered.

You looked at each boy, all of them looking at each other for help.

“Is he here?” you repeated, voice weak.

Jack nodded, and stepped out of the way of the hallway. You sprinted from where you previously were to the door of Jack’s room. Your hand slowly went to the doorknob, but you quickly remove it. You were anxious.

It had been exactly four months, 17 days, 8 hours, 48 minutes, and 36 seconds since you had last seen him in person.

39 seconds.

43 seconds.

You just stood there. You were scared. What if he had changed? What if you had changed? What if you two weren’t meant for each other anymore?

Who cares? You love him.

You knew you were right. So you grabbed the handle and turned it, slowly opening the door.

He was looking in the mirror, checking his hair and outfit.

He had changed. He was buffer. His biceps were a lot more defined than when he left. He was also tanner. His completion looking extra good in his grey t shirt.

He hadn’t noticed you yet. He grabbed the flowers on the bed and turned to face you; a huge smile spreading across his face when he saw you.

“Ello, love.” He chuckled.

“What are you doing here?” you said quietly.

“I got a week off, and I had to see you.” He smiled.

You stood there for a few more seconds until you lunged yourself into his arms. He instantly dropped the roses and pulled you closer to him.

“I missed you so much baby,” he breathed into your neck. “So. Fucking. Much.”

“I missed you too,” you hugged him tighter, which he returned.

You two finally let go, but Conor kept his arms wrapped around your waist; and yours around his neck.

“You’re only here for a week?” you pouted.

“Yeah, but I had a question,” he started.

“Well ask away.”

“Come with me.”


“On tour.”

You stepped back, “Are you serious? Because I swear to God if this is a prank, I’m going to kill you,” you turned around, looking for cameras.

He chuckled and laced your hands with his, “It’s not a prank, I promise.”

“Yes, of course I’ll go on tour with you,” you laughed, hugging him again.

“I have been waiting four months to hold you again,” he smiled, pulling you closer.

“And I’ve waited four months to kiss you again,” you giggled.

“Is that right?” he asked sarcastically, causing you to giggle again.

“Yes, so are you gonna make my wish come true?”

“Well, since mine did. I guess, I could help yours a little,” he exaggerated. He brought his lips to your neck and then to you jaw and then your cheek.

“There you go, wish come true.” He said, pulling away.

“Asshole,” you laughed.

“Did you expect something else?” he asked seriously, but his toothy smile showed you otherwise.

“A little,” you shrugged. “But you’re a bad kisser anyways.”

“Don’t lie,” he smirked. “You know my kisses are the best.”

“Prove it,” you smirked back.

Conor cupped your face in his hands, leaning closer to you.

“God, you are so beautiful,” he whispered, putting his forehead against yours. “I love you, Y/n.”

“I love you too,” you whispered back.

He captured your lips in a kiss; it was all over the place. You two went from a heavy make-out session to little pecks all over each other’s bodies and then finally to what you guys have lacked the most in the past 4 months. And Conor definitely made sure to let you know how much he missed you that night.

This week I decided to do something a little different–video recs instead of fic recs! Which will return next week, but today I wanted to cry over STAR WARS videos for awhile and, sure, there’s some absolutely hilarious vids or really exciting, awesome vids, too! But there’s also a bunch of them that totally put tears in my eyes because why are you like this, Star Wars?

Long post under the cut!  (Categories:  Humor, The Sads, Shipper, Meta, Awesome, Serious Fanvids)
(Last updated:  2017.06.28)


Fuck This Shit, sequel trilogy
  I thought, okay, I’m going to rewatch this one to write a quick rec, I’m not going to laugh this time. I STILL BURST OUT LAUGHING, even knowing it was coming.
Firework, sequel trilogy/cast
   I laugh every single time I watch this video, this is it, this is me as a Star Wars fan. It’s one of those that takes a serious moment and puts a fun song over it and the result is magic.
Turn Down For What, prequel trilogy
   I will rewatch Satine’s epic speech with dramatic background music every time.
Palpatine Shooting Stars + Shooting Star, prequel trilogy, original trilogy, sequel trilogy
   I love this song more and more every time I see these videos, they’re hilarious. It’s kind of the epitome of meme culture but goddamn if it doesn’t make me genuinely laugh.
BLOCKED, prequel trilogy
   Never has this been so accurate. 

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EXO Finds You Singing a Lullaby

Contains: fluff / parenthood / singing / eavesdropping / cuteness overload

[[ // Masterlist // ]]

// Minseok

When he heard you singing, he was quick to get his phone to record some of it.  You finished singing and put the baby in her crib, unaware that you were being watched.

Later on, when you went to bed, you heard a familiar sound coming from Minseok’s phone.

“Is that…?”  You hopped into bed and peeked over his shoulder to find the video he’d taken earlier.  “You recorded that?  I didn’t even hear you!“

“I wanted to save it forever,” Minseok said, pulling you closer and putting his phone on the nightstand.  Just as he was about to pull back the covers, the baby began crying again in the next room.

You sighed, but he grinned.  “Now I can get another live show.”

Originally posted by putoss

// Junmyeon

This was the highlight of his week.  Maybe his year.  He didn’t know whether to keep out of the nursery or approach you and be part of the moment, maybe join in.

Ultimately he decided to watch for a bit, then joined in, which made you stop.  You’d always told him his voice was just right for singing to your little one, but Junmyeon frowned when you stopped.  You started again quietly and he harmonized with you.

“Why don’t you sing more often?” he asked once you’d left the baby to sleep.

“I don’t know… I only do it for the baby.”  You were usually shy about singing, but saw it as a necessity for parenting.

“You know I love your voice…  Next date night is at the norebang!” he declared, and you reluctantly agreed, only since you knew it’d make him happy.

Originally posted by veriloquentmind

// Yixing

Yixing burst into tears outside of the room when he heard you singing one of his melodies to the baby.  The sudden outcry startled you, which startled the baby, and then there were two crying boys in the house!

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Baobei, shh, shh,” he said quietly, taking the baby from your arms.  He continued where you had left off, sniffling, tears still sliding down his cheeks.  The sight made you want to cry as well, but you held back and listened as Yixing’s soothing voice calmed your son.

When the baby was finally asleep in the crib, Yixing wiped his face, turned on the baby monitor, and led you out of the nursery.  All he wanted to do now was hold you and tell you how happy you had made him, not just at that moment, but overall in his life.

Originally posted by purpleuhan

// Baekhyun

Fourteen repeats later, you finally got the baby to calm down and fall asleep.

“Why don’t you ever sing for me like that?” Baekhyun asked, not trying to hide that he’d been listening to you.  You hadn’t noticed him standing in the doorway.

“Because you’re not a baby, and I don’t have that kind of energy, Baek.”

“Waaaaaa!” he faux-cried.

“Shh, shh, you’re going to wake her!”

“Sing more, then I’ll be quiet!  Waaaaaa!”

You shook your head and quickly began singing one of the lullabies, pushing him away from the nursery so he wouldn’t cause the baby to wake up.  

For the one song you sang to him, he massaged your back, your hands, and your feet, admitting that your voice had calmed his nerves after a stressful day, and he had really needed it.

He kissed your cheek.  “Thank you, my love~”

Originally posted by aceyng

// Jongdae

As you rocked your daughter and sang a lullaby, she began to close her eyes.  From the other side of the closed door, you heard a second voice chime in.  You and Jongdae had agreed that he sounded better at full volume, but it was too loud for the baby, so he would join in sometimes from the hallway.

Once she had fallen asleep, you exited the room and found yourself in Jongdae’s arms being bombarded with kisses all over your face.

You laughed quietly to yourself and then and heard him sing,

Every day I’m so lucky 숨겨왔던
내 맘을 고백 할래
너를 사랑해 ~

You loved that song and pressed him to sing more downstairs, away from the nursery so he could sing with his whole heart.

Originally posted by etherealchen

// Chanyeol

The baby just wouldn’t fall asleep, no matter how much you rocked, so you had finally resorted to singing an old folk song from your own childhood.  It seemed to be working, so you continued.

You were surprised when you heard a quiet strumming behind you and Chanyeol came into the room holding one of his guitars.  He smiled as you continued to sing and matched chords with the song.  This worked like a charm, and your baby boy was fast asleep within minutes.

“I can’t believe how well that worked…  I wonder if it’ll work every time!”

“We should form a band!” Chanyeol suggested with a laugh.  “And we only give V.I.P. performances to our little guy.”

You laughed and agreed you’d call yourselves the Lullaby Duo until Chanyeol came up with a cooler name.

Originally posted by porkdo-bi

// Kyungsoo

“Kyungsoo?  Were you listening to me?  Do you always do this?”

“…It’s not the first time,” was all he said back to you.

This wasn’t the first time he’d listened to you singing to your baby.  Every time he heard you from the baby monitor, he would drop whatever he was doing to listen to you sing.  This was just the first time you’d caught him doing it.

“Well, I have a confession too,” you said.  “I do the same thing to you!  Only it makes sense for me, because your voice sounds like it was imported directly from heaven’s top shelf.”

He smiled sheepishly.

“Seriously, Soo.  I don’t know why you don’t do 100% of the lullaby singing.”

“Because I want to hear you sometimes,” he said, beckoning you to sit on the couch next to him, where you cuddled until the baby needed your attention again.

“…How about we sing together?” Kyungsoo suggested shyly.

You nodded and walked to the nursery hand in hand with him.

Originally posted by lovinthesoo

// Jongin

“Waa…” you heard behind you when you had finished singing and were about to put your daughter in her crib.  You turned around and found Jongin in his bathrobe, hair wet, a big grin on his face.

“Waa…” he said again, shaking his head like he couldn’t believe what he’d just seen.

“It was just a lullaby,” you said.

“It wasn’t though.  It was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard!  I’m glad I didn’t take a long shower so I could hear.”

“More beautiful than Kyungsoo’s voice?” you challenged with a laugh.

It took him a moment to decide, but eventually he admitted that it was different with Kyungsoo’s voice, which was usually meant for a crowd, and he liked that yours was just for him and your daughter.

“I love you so much, Jagi!  Will you sing for me now?”

Originally posted by intokai

// Sehun

He was such a distraction!  You were trying to get your twins to sleep quickly, but there was Sehun, standing in the doorway, waving his arms in time with the lullaby like he was at a concert.  It was making you laugh, which would mean it would take a longer time for the babies to fall asleep.

“How do you have so much energy?” you asked him, nearly giving up on rocking them to sleep.  You were more exhausted than you’d ever been trying to take care of the two little ones.

“We can do it, Jagi!” he cheered in a whisper before taking one of the twins from your arms and rocking her while you continued to sing.

In a few minutes, they were both asleep, and in a few more minutes, you were on the couch in Sehun’s lap, also falling asleep while he rubbed your side.

Originally posted by angel-in-slow-motion

anonymous asked:

hey man, if it's not too much trouble, would you mind telling us some more of your trans peter hcs? i just read the original post and i love it :) (please don't feel any pressure to, though!!)

(This ask is so nice omg)

This kinda turned into Peter/Ned/Michelle headcanons my bad, if it’s not what you were wanting I can try again!

-Peter sometimes just sits on the ceiling

-he just

-sits there

-upside down

-one time aunt may came into his room and don’t see him and he dropped down and scared the shit out of her

-she almost grounded him

-Peter thinks it’s just for the pun opportunity of “grounding” him for sitting on the ceiling

-may makes Peter dust the ceiling fans and hard to reach places

-“may I could fall and die. Right now.”

-“if reaching the light is hazardous for you i should probably tell tony to stop letting you scale buildings”

-“mAY WAIT-”

-Peter studies with ned and mj every other weekend

-they usually go to each other’s houses

-rather than actual studying, they usually just end up watch movies

-and tell Peter to stop bouncing his goddamn leg

-they all snuggle on the couch because they’re all pretty touch starved

-Peter plays with mj’s hair while ned plays with Peter’s hair

-may always leaves Peter money to order pizza when they’re at his apartment

-she usually has to work but if she doesn’t she either goes out and lets them have the apartment to themselves or watches movies with them

-she’s really chill so they don’t mind

-she also picks really good movies so it’s a win-win

-At Ned’s house they usually go to the corner store and buy candy and sodas before marathoning old movies

-mj puts together snack trays that she denies making

-“I don’t have that much time, losers”

-they also go see movies at the movie theatre sometimes

-Peter almost always falls asleep during movies

-he doesn’t get a lot of sleep between school, homework, and patrols and he’s most relaxed between Ned and MJ

-he also steals clothes

-like constantly

-he has 3 of Ned’s sweatshirts and 2 flannels from MJ

-everytime Ned or MJ get something back (usually stealing it when he’s not looking) something else goes missing

-it’s not even conscious he’s just really forgetful

-also his puppy eyes are impossible to say no to so one well placed “mj,,, it’s really cold in here” can only end in one outcome

-MJ has one of Peter’s hoodies but it’s mostly out of spite

-she also stole his sweatpants one weekend and Peter hasn’t seen them in months

-Sometimes Ned and Peter build lego sets together while mj reads

-one time Peter and Ned got really into building the millennium falcon at Peter’s apartment

-and mj found Peter’s webshooters

-mj is not allowed to touch Peter’s webshooters anymore

-they had to throw away the Lego set and one of the posters on the wall

-there’s still web fluid residue on Peter’s wall that he can’t scrub off

-they called truce when he pulled mj onto the ceiling with him after they cleaned up though

-sometimes they schedule emergency cuddle days when Peter’s dysphoria worsens or when MJ feels really insecure or Ned has a bad day with his anxiety

-they’ve all learned how to take care of each other in their own ways

-like when Peter gets sensory overload or MJ can’t talk or Ned can’t shake the feeling that something bad is going to happen

-Peter had to go upstate for like a month over summer and either texted or video chatted Ned and MJ all the time

-Peter loves these nerds so much honestly and he feels like the luckiest dude in the world honestly

So this has been sitting in my drafts for so long, that I forgot I even created the list, but here is a list of Makkachin headcanons I created!

(note: At the 2017 Anime Expo panel, Kubo said that Makkachin is most likely a girl, referring to her as so but then jokingly stating that it was “confidential.”) We’re going with this though despite all my times referring to Makka a boy.

  • Makkachin has been with Victor her whole life, ever since she was a pup.
  • Victor got her from a close friend, who he often visited that it was like he lived with them.
  • Makkachin was apart of a litter of three, she was the youngest, and Victor fell in love with her instantly upon her birth.
  • this post by autumnalexistence
  • Victor spoiled her rotten when he was finally allowed to take Makkachin away with him. He gave her large doggy beds, gave her a ton of treats that wouldn’t fit in her small mouth, and gave her so many dog toys.
  • Makkachin became very pampered, and Victor cannot bring himself to regret it because he loves Makkachin too much.
  • When Victor had to skate, he sometimes brought Makkachin, but it proved to be very troublesome as Makkachin was still young and had to learn not to run onto the ice after Victor. Luckily she never got hurt.
  • All the other skaters came to love Makkachin.
    • Mila loved to show off Makkachin to her friends, and she often took pictures of herself with her.
    • (This was all her Instagram pictures were for two weeks.)
  • Yurio won’t admit it, but he secretly has a ton of pictures of Makkachin as a puppy and says “if I think hard enough, they’re like an overly excited kitten”
  • Someone: *Swears in front of Makkachin*
    • Victor (and literally anyone else): *LOUD GASP, COVERING MAKKACHIN’S EARS AND LEADING HER AWAY*
    • Later.
    • Makkachin: *annoyed scoff as she lays her head down*
    • Victor (and literally anyone else): *LOUD GASP, ATTACKING “SOMEONE"*
  • Victor adored Makkachin; enough that he would have a full blown out photo shoot with his dog, and he does. He lets the world know that he loves his dog.
    • Christophe somehow involved himself in some of these shoots.
  • It broke his heart the first time Victor had to leave Makkachin alone for a competition away from home, not alone-alone, without him alone. Victor didn’t want to leave his dog.
  • The person who owned the mother of Makkachin took care of Makka whenever Victor is away. Makkachin is close with her mother, who had grown old during the 5 years Makka was taken by Victor.
  • Victor’s friend puts on the junior world championship for Makkachin, who gets excited at the mention of Victor, and jumps off the couch to look closely at the TV, paws on the table stand, barking in excitement.
  • Victor’s friend always takes videos of Makkachin watching the screen closely and posts them on Instagram for Victor to see.
  • Victor sees them and one time on an article, it mentions that Victor was seen crying at the end of a competition, and how people were surprised that he was crying over a video of his dog and not a lover who broke up with him.
  • The first time Makkachin and Victor were apart and got back together, it was like a cinematic movie scene where you see one character run towards the other and it’s just in slow motion and it’s all bright and cheery and perfect; except for the part where Victor got the wind knocked out of him because Makkachin jumped right at him and Victor was unprepared, falling back on impact with a happy dog jumping all over him, licking his face in pure joy at his return.
  • Victor’s friend also got a video of this and posted it on Instagram with the caption of ‘reunited with his true love’.
  • Christophe and Victor dated for a while, and it’s kinda dramatic. Not in a bad way, but in the end Victor broke up with him because he had the suspicion that Christophe only dated him for his dog.
    • Chris: Is Makkachin here?
    • Victor: Yeah, she’s laying on the couch right now.
    • Chris: Can I take her for a walk?
    • Victor: Sure, I’ll come along!
    • Chris: Are you sure? It’s cold out there, Victor. I mean, you live in Russia, but still cold, I’ll take her for you.
    • Victor: Chris, I feel like you love my dog more than you love me
    • Chris: What makes you say that? *Christophe starts leading Makkachin out the door*
    • Victor: Chris, don’t take my dog-
    • Chris: I’m only taking her for a walk!
    • Chris: MAKKACHIN, RUN!
  • Years continue to pass, Makkachin’s mother dies of old age, and Makkachin is saddened by it because she still goes to Victor old friend’s house whenever Victor is away. His friend who is now married to a woman.
    • There are more puppies there though! So there’s a lot of new friends for her to play with.
  • Victor comes home from Sochi and is beaming with joy from his encounter with Yuuri. Previously he was very quiet, not really talking about anybody to Makkachin asides from the friend that he would leave Makka with, but now their home has become loud with Victor’s happiness.
    • Of course, that doesn’t last long because a year passes and during that time, Victor grows quiet again.
  • Victor decides to take a year off, because of his wish to be with Makkachin during her old age.
    • That is until he watches Yuuri’s perfect replicate of his free skate, “Stay Close to Me”, and Victor gets loud again, telling Makkachin that he’s going to go there to coach him.
  • He takes Makkachin with him, going through the trouble to get Makkachin there as soon as possible.
  • When they do get there, it takes a while for Yuuri to notice them, but Makkachin sure does make him notice by jumping on him excitedly.
  • Victor starts training Yuuri, and Makkachin is left alone with Yuuri’s family. She gets along with Mari and Hiroko. Sometimes Toshiya, who compares her to Vicchan and gives her some pets
  • Hiroko doesn’t mind whenever Makkachin follows her, she just hopes that Makkachin doesn’t jump on the guests when she gets a little too excited
  • However, with Mari, Makkachin is an angel
    • (Makkachin is always an angel)
  • Steamed buns become Makka’s favorite treat, Mari sometimes gives her some whenever she’s been good but in small pieces.
  • Eventually, Yuuri and Victor leave for competitions away from Japan, and although Victor originally wanted a break to be with Makkachin, he trusts Yuuri’s family with his dog and knows that they’ll be kind to her.)
  • Victor’s friend jokingly calls him and asks if he’s been replaced in watching Makkachin, but there are no hard feelings.
  • Makkachin switches between sleeping in Victor’s room and Yuuri’s because she loves them both and it means more cuddles.
  • Mari takes a lot of pictures of Makkachin whenever she can and sends them to Victor and Yuuri.
  • Minako likes to take Makkachin on walks whenever she’s over and whenever Mari is too busy to do it herself.
  • Makkachin gets along with the triplets, although they like to use her for advertisements sometimes… On Victor’s permission.
  • The yearly annual meeting of Victor and Christophe
    • Victor: You uh.. ready to apologize for almost stealing my dog?
    • Christophe: No, and I would have gotten away with it if it weren’t for the doorman.
      • Victor (to himself): And he proceeds to be a true hero to this day…
  • On goes the events, Mari finally gives them that one call that makes Victor and Yuuri worry
  • Victor returns home on his own at the request of Yuuri, who is worried about Makkachin and not wanting for Victor to have the same experience as him with Vicchan
  • Makkachin turns out fine. Victor gets home and doesn’t leave Makkachin’s side for hours, filled with regret and worry for leaving his dog and not keeping his promise to spend the year off with her.
  • Yuuri returns home later on, and he also doesn’t leave Makkachin’s side for hours, both Yuuri and Victor are practically glued to her, but she doesn’t seem to mind because she’s getting a lot of attention and love from them.
  • Mari feels bad about it, but Victor has reassured her that it was okay and that he’s glad Makkachin survived.
  • Makkachin isn’t allowed a full steam bun in one go anymore. If she’s given one, it has to be cut into two pieces.
  • Victor goes about spoiling her again.
    • She doesn’t use the doggy pillows at night because she always sleeps with Victor and Yuuri anyways.
  • Victor follows a few Instagram accounts dedicated to Makkachin.
  • He also leaves comments when people say “I’d die for Makkachin to be immortal”
    • “Makkachin would want for you to live”
    • “Makkachin loves you too!”
    • “Makkachin believes in you!”
  • Victor also has an account dedicated to Makkachin, and he loves it.
    • Some videos also include Yuuri, who is mostly just relaxing and petting Makkachin
    • Victor’s favorite video has Yuuri laugh-crying on the floor, begging for Makkachin to come back and cuddle with him. Pan up to Makkachin’s form disappearing behind a doorway.

title: voice in my ear
rating: t
word count: 2k
summary: it’s spooky week 2014 and dan has scared himself shitless playing outlast alone in the dark. too bad phil’s not there to make him feel better.

i tried to write a halloween fic but everything i write lately just turns into h/c with slightly sad dan and supportive loving phil. oh well

[read on ao3]

Dan hears a heavy thud right next to him. His heart leaps up into his throat and his body jerks violently in his chair before he’s even had a second to process what’s happening. His eyes scan the space around him, wide in terror, searching for the source of the intrusion.

They settle on something shiny and black on the floor and he huffs a tremendously relieved, wheezy laugh. He clutches his chest as his heart pounds against it and he allows air to fill his lungs once again.

He’s still laughing shakily as he leans down and picks it up. He smiles at the camera sheepishly and says, “That was my microphone falling off the desk. Ok, I’m gonna stop, I’m gonna stop.” He’s still grinning in embarassment as he turns off the mic and then the camera.

He leans back in the chair and covers his face with his hands, breathing heavily. This had definitely been a stupid idea. He’d have been scared enough sat in the lounge with all the lights on watching Winnie the Pooh or something.

He’s not been doing that. For the better part of the past hour he’s been sat all alone upstairs in the pitch black gaming room staring at mangled corpses and virtually fleeing from a psychotic serial killer.

Spooky Week hadn’t even been his idea–Phil’s the one who loves horror, who’d suggested they play a bunch of scary games in the week leading up to Halloween. And then Phil had gone and left Dan alone, giving him no choice but to film something terrifying all by himself, in the dark and wearing headphones of course, because the thing is with scary games, if you don’t immerse yourself, you’re not doing it right.

He’d immersed himself fully and without his usual safety blanket of playful banter with Phil, and he’s already regretting it, not thirty seconds after shutting off the game. He’d already gotten up and checked the hallway for baseball-bat wielding axe murderers once, but who knows, someone could’ve snuck in while he was being attacked by his recording equipment.

He doesn’t even entertain the idea of editing for a moment. He wants out of this room as soon as possible. He wants something to distract him from how dark it is. From how alone he feels.

It’s utterly ridiculous and he knows it. Phil’s only been gone a day. He’ll only be gone a day more. There are people all around him, in the flats that neighbour his and the busy London streets below him. Even in the middle of the night he can hear the sounds of traffic. He’s left on every single light and closed the blinds on every single window in the apartment.

But it doesn’t matter. He hates being alone. More than that really, he hates being without Phil. Especially in the home they share. It just feels wrong.

He checks the time on his phone: 2am. He absolutely cannot justify staying up a moment later, even though he’d like nothing better than to distract himself from his fear and loneliness by playing a less scary game until the sun rises and he feels safe enough to curl up in bed and go to sleep without worrying about what’s lurking in the shadows. He can’t do that anymore. He’s already stayed up far too late and he’s supposed to be taking this stuff more seriously now.

He takes a deep breath and forces himself out of his chair. He peeks his head round the corner of the doorframe before stepping out into the hall. He descends the stairs slowly and deliberately with his back pressed against the wall. He goes to the bathroom and sits on the closed lid of the toilet as he brushes his teeth, only standing in front of the mirror when it’s time to spit. Mirrors are dangerous when he’s this irrationally frightened–he’s seen one too many demon faces pop up in mirrors and windows in the countless horror movies Phil’s forced him to watch over the years.

When he’s done he runs up the stairs full tilt and into Phil’s room, slamming the door behind him and launching himself into the bed. He feels more than a little ridiculous because he’s twenty three years old and really should have outgrown this by now, but at least there’s no one here to witness his shame. He hopes.

He leaves on all his clothes, including his socks, and quickly burrows under the blue and green duvet. He buries his face in the pillow and the scent of Phil is so overwhelming it almost brings tears to his eyes. He rolls over onto his back and stares up at the ceiling. Usually he appreciates how high they are, but right now they’re just serving to make him feel pitifully small. His eyes follow the crack that runs along the ceiling and down the side of the wall in the corner of the room

He closes his eyes and tries to empty his mind of everything conspiring to keep him awake.

It’s pointless.

He’d had a good day. He’d done everything he was supposed to do. He’d showered and taken his pills and eaten a healthy breakfast. He’d walked to his appointment and filmed two videos and texted Phil whenever he felt lonely. But now that there’s nothing to distract him, no soft fingers against his skin or gentle breath on his neck, the sadness, the emptiness starts to creep in around the edges. His resistance is worn thin by the naked vulnerability of his solitude.

It’s the middle of the night. He shouldn’t call Phil. He can’t. Phil’s definitely sleeping–he’d stopped texting Dan hours ago. He’d be waking Phil up and exposing just how much he’d ignored one of the most important of their new rules: get a good sleep every single night. He doesn’t want to do that. He doesn’t want to expose that failure. He also doesn’t want to make it quite so obvious how quickly he falls apart without Phil by his side.

But he also remembers what Phil had said to him before he left. “Call me if you need me.”

He remembers what his therapist had told him just this morning. “Support from loved ones is crucial to recovery.”

He pulls his phone out of his pocket and dials Phil’s number before he has time to change his mind. It rings four times.

He’s about to give up and hang up when he hears Phil’s gruff, obviously still at least half asleep voice croak, “Hello?”

“Shit. I forgot how sexy you sound on the phone.”

“Dan?” Phil sounds confused.

“Yeah.” He chuckles. “Would anyone else call you this late at night?”

“It’s not night. It’s morning. It’s very early in the morning.”

“I know,” Dan says quietly.

“Please don’t tell me you woke me up at half two for phone sex.”

He hadn’t, but honestly, it’s not the worst idea. It’d definitely distract him, and he’d probably be tired enough afterwards to fall asleep. “You up for it?”

“Dan,” Phil says softly. “What’s wrong.”

“Why does something have to be wrong for me to want to wank while my fit boyfriend talks dirty to me?”

Dan can practically see Phil’s eyes rolling.

“Why are you still up, babe?”

Dan sighs. He pulls the blanket up over his head to hide from how pathetic he feels. “I’m scared.” It’s only a small part of the truth, but it’s as much as he’s willing to admit to right now.

“Are you in bed?”


“Are the lights on?”

“Of course.”

“Did you film something?”

“Yes. I’ll never forgive you for making me do that all alone.”

“Did you play Slender?”

Dan snorts. “I’d literally be dead right now if I had. I played Outlast.”

“Did you go to your appointment?”

Dan frowns. “Yes, mum, god.”

It’s quiet on the other end of the line for awhile–long enough for Dan to wonder if the call’s been dropped.

Finally, Phil whispers, “I shouldn’t have left.”

Dan feels a little twinge in his gut. Guilt. Of course Phil would say something like that. Of course he’d be worried.

“Don’t be stupid. It’s just a couple days. I’m fine.”

“I should have brought you with me. Everyone keeps asking why you’re not here.”

“I had my appointment,” Dan reminds him sadly. He wishes quite fiercely that he was lying next to Phil in Kath and Nigel’s new house on Isle of Man.

“I should’ve stayed with you, then. I can come down here any time.”

“Phil, I didn’t call to make you feel bad.”

Phil is quiet again for a long time

“I worry about you. All the time.”

Dan’s throat tightens. “You don’t have to.”

“I can’t help it.”

“I’m f—”

Phil cuts him off. “Please don’t say you’re fine. Please. You’re supposed to be honest with me about your feelings, remember? That’s what the therapist said.”

Dan bites his lip. Phil’s right. “I miss you,” he whispers. “So much. Even after one fucking day.”

“I know.”

“Everything feels wrong when you’re not here.” He feels heat behind his eyes. The intensity of it all surprises him. He blinks back the tears beginning to form.

“It does for me too,” Phil says. “Can I tell you something?”

Dan sniffles, wiping his nose against his shirt. “Yeah.”

“I’m proud of you.”

Dan laughs. “Fuck’s sake, Phil. I’m trying to keep it together here.”

“Sometimes it’s easier to say this stuff when I can’t see you. But I’ve been wanting to tell you that for a while.”

Dan closes his eyes and all he can see is Phil. “Come home please.”

“I will. Tomorrow.”

“We’ll have to film something for Spooky Week.”

“Slender,” Phil replies gleefully.

Dan groans. “I will literally physically cling to you all night.”

“That’s the idea.”

“You snek.” Dan smiles. “You’ve just reminded me of how bloody scared I am right now, Phil.”

“Do something for me,” Phil says.


“Turn off the light.”

“What?” Dan squawks. “Why?”

“Just do it. You’ll never fall asleep with it on.”

“I might,” Dan says stubbornly.

Phil lets his silence communicate how little stock he puts into that argument.

“Fine,” Dan grumbles. He gets up and walks across the room to the light switch. “I don’t want to do this.”

“I know.”

He flips off the light and dives for the bed. When he puts the phone back to his ear Phil is laughing loudly.

“Stop laughing at me,” Dan says, pulling the duvet back up under his chin. “You’re gonna wake up your parents.”

“And you’re gonna break our bed.”

“Good,” Dan says petulantly. “It’s hideous anyway.”

“You could always sleep in yours.”

He could. He likes his own bed well enough. It’s just as soft and cozy as this one–it even has fairy lights on it. But they rarely sleep in that bed together. It doesn’t smell like Phil. It doesn’t remind him of nights tangled up together, watching telly or making each other sweat or just drifting off to the sleep in the safety of each other’s arms like this one does.

“I like this one better,” he whispers.

“I like your mum better,” Phil says, voice hardly more than a croak.


Phil chuckles. “Sorry. Tired.”

Dan hates the little spike of panic that rises in his chest then, but he lets himself feel it because Phil’s right, he’s not supposed to keep these things to himself anymore. “Don’t leave yet. Please.”

“I won’t,” Phil promises. “Close your eyes.”

Dan lets his eyelids drop.

“Put me on speaker,” Phil says quietly.

Dan does, and lays the phone down on the pillow, right next to his ear. He listens to Phil’s soft steady breaths and welcomes the heaviness of fatigue that finally starts to settle in his limbs.

“Don’t fall asleep yet,” Dan says.

“Trying not to. Just relax. I’m here.”

Dan smiles. Honestly, what would he do without this man?

“I love you,” he whispers.

“Love you too, now shush.”

Dan smiles again, listening to Phil breathe. It reminds him of those nights in the very beginning when they’d spend hours on Skype, waffling until they could barely keep their eyes open, and eventually he’d wake up next morning with the laptop balanced on his chest, battery dead. Phil’s been helping Dan sleep since before they’d even been in the same city together.

He’s not sure if he matches his own breathing with Phil’s or vice versa, or if it’s just something that’s happened naturally. He still doesn’t know how that always happens, how they always seem to end up in sync in every aspect of their life, but they do. They always do and they have again, because when Dan wakes up the next morning with his dead phone wedged under his cheek, he has no idea who’d fallen asleep first. He only knows that, yet again, he has Phil to thank for keeping him sane. And that he’s never playing another bloody horror game by himself ever again.

A/N: After 1x07 I typed out a quick little text post (which you can read here) and it inspired me to make it a full-fledged fic about Jughead moving in with Fred & Archie. Hopefully this will help pass a little time until the new episode. Almost 5k words of Bughead fluff. Enjoy!

just looking for something (something like home)

He moves in with the Andrews men early on a Saturday morning.

Not that he could really call it moving in considering his entire life fits into a backpack but at least he’s got a room to call his own.

The basement, to be exact.

Fred sets up a cot in the corner, near boxes of Christmas decorations (he’s pretty sure those haven’t been touched since Archie’s mom left) and old rusty tools and lawn equipment. He sets his backpack on a rickety tool bench but doesn’t move to unpack.

“Sorry it’s so cold down here,” Fred is saying as he throws a fitted flannel sheet over the cot’s mattress. “We’ll get you a space heater or something before winter comes.”

“Alright,” Jughead says although he’s not really paying attention. It’s not that he’s not grateful for Fred’s generosity, he is but he can’t help but think about his dad at home alone. Probably drunk, even though he promised to get his act together.

Just a month, maybe two.

Not a chance in hell.

Jughead is glad Archie is at football practice because there’s a question on the tip of his tongue that he’s a little embarrassed to ask.

“Just curious,” he starts but his voice shakes a little and his hands are sweating. He runs them down the front of his pants and clears his throat. “Is there a uh… um…a girl policy?”

Judging from Fred’s expression he’s just as surprised Jughead asked as he is.

“A girl policy,” Fred repeats. “Well, Archie has girls over but they usually keep the door open. And no sleepovers.”

Jughead laughs and holds up his hands. “Yeah, of course. That’s not really what I was talking about. More just…in general.”

Fred gives him a knowing smile and it makes him want to melt into the hard concrete floor under his feet.

“Betty is more than welcome in this house whenever she wants. She always has been and that won’t change just because you’re dating.”


What a foreign concept. It’s something he’s still getting used to, if he’s being honest. He’s never had a real girlfriend before and he’s not even sure he knows how to be a boyfriend.

Then again, Betty kissed him after he walked her home so he’s hoping that means he’s doing alright so far.

“Great,” he says a little too enthusiastically and he blushes a little when Fred grins. “Thanks, I mean. Betty is…”

“A great girl,” Fred finishes and Jughead nods. “You’re a lucky guy, Jug.”

He just laughs and shakes his head because that is a statement that is so unfairly untrue that if he didn’t laugh about it he’d probably cry.

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