that was kind of like a kick in the balls

✛ Dates with Wanna One ✛

Yoon Jisung:
-coffee dates where he makes you laugh so hard that you almost spit coffee all over him
-stay at home dates where you guys have meme face competitions that end up with ong joining in and winning
-garden dates because this boy needs his aesthetic photos so guess who’s ready to take them for him
-video chat dates where you two chat, eat snacks and talk about how much you miss each other and getting blackmail on the boys

Ha Sungwoon:
-blanket fort dates cus he’s a child that needs to be protected and loved which you can do in there
-shopping dates where he gets you clothes and you get him insoles then proceeding to laugh at it thinking that it was a funny joke but he actually wore them
-soccer dates where you guys don’t even play soccer more like kick the ball around and throw the ball into the goal while the other isn’t looking
-Polaroid dates where you waste all your film taking cheesy pictures of each other around the house and in the neighborhood

Hwang Minhyun:
-bookstore dates where you too find books and kind of just sit there reading while holding hands and the occasional cheek kiss
-cleaning dates where you somehow make chores seem fun by giving each other random back hugs and kisses while watching Minhyun do his little dance and listening to music
-walk in the park dates so you two can clear your minds and destress and talk while making a stop at a juice place so he can get his grapefruit juice
-movie dates whenever there’s a new marvel or really any superhero movie out cus Minhyun will drag your ass to make you go see it with them so you just stuff your face with stale popcorn and cotton candy he paid for

Ong Seongwoo:
-late night drives around Seoul, actually pretty much anywhere so you two can park the car somewhere private and make out or talk about life, your pick
-bathtub dates with two glasses of wine and a bunch of pretty ass bath bombs and ong making you laugh your ass off
-Walmart dates at 2am with you two messing around in the toy section and riding bikes in there but then getting kicked out
-zoo dates where he tries to impersonate all the animals you see and you doing the same to him while the old couple right by you are like ‘da faq’

Kim Jaehwan:
-karaoke dates where you make him do rap songs but get amazed everytime bcus he’s good at rap too
-stargrazing dates because he’s cheesy like that but then when it’s all cute and stuff you hear his laugh and you are like ‘why’
-Cheesecake Factory dates where you guys just try a bunch of samples and then end up buying a bunch of cheesecake and somehow finishing it later that night
-concert dates where you sit and enjoy the music while Jaehwan is secretly preparing to make a cover of whatever group you’re seeing

Kang Daniel:
-dance dates where he tries to teach you how to break dance but you end up with a sprained wrist and a sorry Daniel so now you watch him dance and he teaches you the very basics
-pet cafe dates where you have to stop Daniel from adopting another cat and invest in a puppy instead
-beer dates where you two just sit in your living room with two cans of beer and a whole lot to talk about which usually ends up with a make out session
-snowman dates where you two compete for the best snowman but it ends up with both of them destroyed and you guys just making snow angels

Park Jihoon:
-mall dates where you say no to all of the outfits he tries on but end up buying matching ugly outfits hat only he can wear
-bowling dates where you two make stupid ass bets that once ended up with you getting sick from drinking expired milk while Jihoon laughed at you
-Disney date where you two have those mickey and minnie mouse ear headbands on and take a shitload of photos while eating churros
-picnic date which some of his friends crashed but it was okay because they bought you two ice cream after Jihoon promised never to do the Gugugaga thing ever again

Park Woojin:
-walk in the park dates where he speaks in his Busan dialect and trying to teach you but it ends up with you two laughing your ass off
-fair dates where he will try to be romantic so you two get on the ferries wheel and when he tries to kiss you at the top, he misses and face planted the wall
-lake dates where it’s late at night but you two go swimming anyways but you failed to realize that you forgot towels
-rain dates where he dances in the rain and you record him which somehow leads to a kiss in the rain cus y'all are cliche af

Bae Jinyoung:
-yogurt dates where you two just sit around and decorate frozen yogurt while talking about life and are tempted to smash yogurt in each other’s faces everytime one of you says something stupid
-animal shelter dates so you two can play with the puppies and take nice photos of each other which ends up with you guys eventually adopting one but it stays at your house
-water park dates where you guys play in the wave pool or hang out in the lazy river only to complain about how hot the cement is when you go back up
-flea market dates so you can buy some churros and get Jinyoung more bucket hats and buy a 15 dollar speaker that turns out to be pretty good

Lee Daehwi:
-festival dates where he tries to win you a stuff animal but you end up winning one for him while he’s pouring but that’s okay cus he buys you all the fatty food you want
-music room dates where you lay around somewhere and let him do his thing but sometimes he just plays a random notes and makes a weird ass song about you on the spot
-finger painting dates where you guys start flicking paint at each other but it ended up with one of you pouring pain on the others head and a mad Minhyun that tells you to clean up
-park dates where you fly a kite and enjoy the sunshine until suddenly it starts raining and now you’re stuck at Starbucks playing rock-paper-scissors to see who has to go buy the other another cookie

Lai Guanlin:
-home dates cus y'all are young and cheap so you end up eating pizza rolls while laughing at funny cat videos
-dance studio dates ft. some other members and sometimes Seonho because this boy is a hardworking child that needs help and tbh you’re there for moral support
-pizza dates in your car or at the park at midnight cus you’re afraid a wild Seonho is gonna show up at your house
-ikea dates where you just look around and get samples

The third time Eleven run away was on the 23rd of May, 1985.

Mike Wheeler thought he had dealt with his father’s lack of care long time ago, but that day was just too much. Way too much.

An F on a test he really studied hard for, he really tried, but couldn’t focus enough, due to one of the panic attacks that he started having after the events of last year, and constant anxiety.

But, of course, his father didn’t know. Neither did his mom for that matter. Lately she was acting almost as distant as her husband, with the difference that she seemed weirdly joyful.

Mike knew he couldn’t just spend his life worrying, but he couldn’t help it. He was constantly worried - terrified - that one afternoon he’ll find the cabin empty. He was anxious all the time, unless he called Will and heard that he was okay. He worried about his parents marriage, that was less of a marriage with every passing day. He worried about Nancy, who was studying so hard for exams she barely slept. He worried about Holly, that she has to grow up in the atmosphere of either constant silence or constant arguments. He even worried about Steve, everytime he looked at his face when Nancy was around.

Mike Wheeler was worried about everything.

Lucas once told him that he should sometimes think about himself, but how he was supposed to stop caring? He wasn’t like his father. He cared.

And when Ted Wheeler finally decided to pay some attention to his only son and it turned out to be scolding for messing up a test, Mike had enough.

‘I get it, you are not really a sports kind of person. But can’t you just get good grades, as it seems to be the only thing you can do properly, at least it used to be?’

He wasn’t even yelling. Mike wished he would yell, just once. It would at least mean he gave a shit.

He felt like he was six again, his father bitterly disappointed that he didn’t find pleasure in kicking a ball around.

'Shouldn’t you do something other than reading your books all day?’ he heard when he was ten.

When he was eleven, the only response to his excited statement, that he and his friends won the science contest was an unfocused gaze, a nod and bored 'That’s great, son.’.

When he was thirteen, he stopped trying. When his son was thirteen, Ted Wheeler didn’t care that he woke up crying almost every night. Neither did he care that the shadows under Mike’s eyes seemed to grow with every passing day. He didn’t care enough to ask why he was mean to teachers. He didn’t bother to ask, once, if Mike was okay.

He preferred to assume he was, because that meant he didn’t have to do anything. That he didn’t have to be a father.

So now, Mike suddenly realised that he was not okay.


'Michael!’ no yelling. No hurt on his face. Calm, stern voice, reprimand.

And Mike wanted to hurt him, wanted to make him feel the way he felt for nearly fourteen years, but he still didn’t care.

So he fled. He quickly put on his torn sneakers and ran, slamming the door behind him.

He ran until his lungs and muscles burned. He ran, going past the town’s centre, he ran far, to the deserted alley. He wanted to scream, to punch something, he was angry, so angry…

'Hey, Wheeler! ’ he heard a menacing voice. He set his jaw, turning around to face Troy.

'What do you want?’ he growled.

'What got you so worked up, Frogface? Missing your freak of a girlfriend?’

'Shut your mouth!’

'Or what? You’re going to punch me? Maybe I would be afraid if you were trying to throw a ball five feet away from me. ’

Troy’s cronies chuckled, approaching him.

'Hey, Wheeler, I’m actually curious. How does it feel to be such a failure that even freaks run away from you?’ he grinned with disgusted expression.

Mike’s fist flew first.


When Mike didn’t come over as soon as the school ended, she was disappointed.

When he didn’t answer her first supercom call, she was worried.

When he didn’t answer next five, she put on her blindfold and a hooded sweatshirt she stole from him a two days ago, focusing on his scent and warmth she could almost still feel.

Then she saw him, in the void, pushed onto the wall, his lip split, that mouthbreather towering over him, she was out of the door in seconds.


'You really thought you could beat me up, Wheeler?’ Troy chuckled, punching him in the stomach. Mike gasped for air. 'Maybe if I put you on a wheelchair, we could call you 'Wheels’? 'Frogface’ is getting old anyway. ’

Then he kicked his leg so hard Mike saw the stars.

'LEAVE HIM, ASSHOLES! ’ a strong, loud voice yelled, and suddenly the bullies were thrown across the alley, landing few feet away. Troy, on the other hand, was pushed against the wall, both with her mind and her forearm pressed under his chin, just as Hopper taught her. She saw Mike fall to the ground, groaning. She was seeing red. Troy’s face paled when he recognised her.

'Last time not clear enough?’ she was almost scared of the tone of her own voice. There was another voice inside her head. Voice sounding a lot like Kali’s.

He hurt Mike. You need to hurt him, now. He deserves it. He dared to hurt Mike. You should make him pay. You weren’t strong enough last time, will you be now? He deserves to be punished.

'E-el, don’t… ’ Mike’s voice, tense with pain, cut trough Kali’s taunts. 'He’s not worth it… Don’t… ’

She let him go, standing, frozen, breathing heavily. Troy and other boys ran, nearly tripping over their own feet.

She stood there, unmoving, until Mike spoke up again.

'You shouldn’t… come out…’ he hissed weakly, feeling like he could pass out any second. 'Put the hood on… ’

She broke out of her reverie, launching herself towards him, kneeling on the ground.

'Mike. ’ her voice broke. She was nearly shaking.

'I’m okay… ’ his voice seemed distant.

Just like him to say that with a broken leg, swollen eye, split lip and unfocused gaze, being on egde of unconsciousness.

'Fuck, Mike, you are not okay!’

'Stop swearing… ’ he said weakly.

'Can you walk?’ she took his head in her hands, panicked.

'Uh, maybe…’ he tried to get up but quickly laid back down, feeling like a wave washed over him.

'Shit. Shit, shit, shit. ’ she got up. 'Wait here!’

And she was gone.

'Yeah, I’ll just… Stay here.’ he muttered, barely aware of his surroundings.

El ran, heading towards the police station. She could barely breathe when she reached he door and swung it open with her mind. She bursted inside.

'Hopper!’ she yelled, ignoring bewildered looks of people around her.

Jim appeared in the door of his office, his eyes wide.

'Hey, chief, what’s going on?’ one of the cops asked with confusion on his face.

'Get back to work. ’ Hopper grabbed El’s arm and steered her outside.

'Mike…’ she gasped, catching her breath 'Hurt…’

'Get in the car. ’


When Mike woke up, the first thing he saw was bright light and white ceiling. Then, when he looked down, a mass of curly hair on his chest.

'El..?’ he whispered hoarsely.

Her head shot up and her fingers tightened around his palm.

'You okay, kid?’ then he saw Hopper, standing behind El with his arms crossed on his wide chest. Hoppers stern face had a concerned look on it. The chief laid his heavy hand on Mike’s head, ruffling his hair.

'Yeah, I guess. ’

'He’s not. ’ El spat, suddenly scowling. 'Those dicks broke his leg. ’

'Jesus, kid, where’d you hear that?’

'You. ’ she deadpanned. 'Are you going to find them?’

'First, you gotta tell me who that was. ’

They both looked at Mike, who pressed his lips together, forgetting his lip was split and groaned.

'Mike, if you don’t tell, I’ll show him. Or I’ll find them. ’

'No, I’ll tell, I’ll tell, okay?’ Mike said quickly and the room spun around him. He closed his eyes for a moment.

'It was Troy Donovan and his group. ’

'Of course. ’ Hopper growled and furrowed his brows. 'Little shits… Your parents are on their way, kid. ’

'Great. ’ Mike muttered. 'Can you cancel it though?’

'What? Your parents?’

'My dad. ’ Mike looked at the wall behind Hoppers back as if it had done something to her. 'He probably won’t even come, though.’

The same second, Karen barged inside, Ted following her quietly.

'Mike! Oh my god, Mike, what happened?!’ Karen looked at him frantically.

'I’m okay, mom. ’

'Is it that Russian girl?’ Ted looked suspiciously at Eleven.

'Since when do you give a shit?’ Mike muttered, clutching El’s hand. 'She’s not Russian. Her name is El… I mean Jane. ’

Hopper cleared his throat.

'If you don’t mind, I think it’ll be best if we talk in my car, Karen, Ted. Doctor said he’ll be right back. Mike is in good hands. ’

'But… ’ Karen started, looking back at her son, but Hopper steered them out of the room. The door closed, and El looked back at him.

'Why are you mad at your dad?’ she furrowed her brows.

'I’ll… I’ll tell you later, okay?’ he muttered, hoping she’ll think she moisture in his eyes was an effect of the pain. 'It’s just… He’s such a…’


'Yeah. Mouthbreather. ’

She sat closer to him and started running her hand trough his hair, remembering that was what Hopper did when she was sick. Mike closed his eyes, and a single tear ran down his temple.

@shattered-quill @ale-le-me @themikewheelers @maxmayfield @mxdmax @lucassinclairstan @bob-newby-superhero @alabasterswriting @wrongirish

So here is yet another post about Spanish that I hope you all langblrs will like. I present to you 10 words that exist in Spanish but don’t exist in English.

Knowing and using them in your vocabulary shows how fluent you actually are so hopefully this will help you.

1. Chueco/a: 

This can be roughly be translated as “not straight” BUT NOT IN THE SEXUAL ORIENTATION KIND OF WAY. It literally means not being able to do something in a straight line. 

For example: Not able to draw a straight line? You draw chueco/a. Tried kicking a soccer ball in a straight line but it ended up in the far left side of the court? You kick chueco/a.

2. Empalagado/a: 

This is what happens when you eat too much sugar. 

For example: You know that feeling of nausea and awkward fullness after you have eaten like five cupcakes, two chocolate bars and three bottles of soda? THEN is when you feel empalagado/a.

3. Despistado/a: 

So I Google-translated this word and it came out as “lackadaisical”. I don’t think anyone actually uses that word. SO, it means someone who doesn’t pay attention to anything and daydreams most of the time. It is not a permanent feature tho, you can be despistado/a just during your math class. 

For example: If someone asks you a question and you don’t answer because you were too busy thinking about Zac Efron, then you are despistado/a.

4. Tocayo/a: 

It refers to someone who shares name with you. 

For example: Let’s imagine your name is Hermione and suddenly you meet someone whose name is ALSO Hermione. Voilá! That person is now your tocayo/a.

5. Buen provecho: This is not a word but a phrase. It means something like “have a good meal”, it is kinda close to saying “bon appettit” in French. It is frequently used before you start a meal but also as a sign of respect when you run into someone who is currently eating. Also, it is not a phrase used only for “fancy” situations, it actually works whenever someone is eating. 

For example: If you are eating at a restaurant with a group, you say buen provecho before you start eating, but also let’s imagine you are walking around the city and see your boss eating tacos from a food truck, then you also say buen provecho. Freaking good manners.

6. Desgraciado/a: Oh this is a funny one. You might think, at first sight, that this word refers to someone who is not very graceful. WRONG. If you Google-translate the word, it may drive you to think it means “unfortunate”. ALSO WRONG. This is what you call someone who has been a jerk. Someone who didn’t treat you right. Like honestly, someone you really hate. 

For example: Your boyfriend just dumped you on your birthday? He is a desgraciado. Your group-project colleague disappeared during the whole process and just showed up to put her name on the project? She is a desgraciada. It is such a powerful word, I love it.

7. Llorón/Llorona: It refers to someone who cries A LOT. It doesn’t necessarily mean someone who cries but also someone who is very sensitive and gets sad about a lot of things, especially if those things aren’t really important. 

For example: Your sister just cried because she saw a very cute dog? She is a llorona. Your best friend just got VERY upset because he got a 99/100 on a test? He is a llorón (das me tho).

8. Te quiero: This is probably one of the phrases native Spanish speakers miss the most when they start speaking English. This is what you say to someone (and by someone it means a romantic partner most of the time) when you start getting feelings for them but you don’t love them just yet. If you did love them tho you would say “te amo”.  

For example: You have been dating someone for a while now and you know they are amazing but you are not in the “love” point just yet, then you say te quiero to them. No commitment, you guys.

9. Desvelado/a: It refers to someone that hasn’t slept for a while. 

For example: When you pull an all-nighter and show up to class late, with huge bags under your eyes and basically just feeling like a living-dead, you are desvelado/a.

10. Lampiño/a: It literally refers to someone that doesn’t have facial/body hair. 

For example: If you are trying to grow a beard but just can’t seem to grow any hair on your face you are a lampiño/a. Also, if you do not have to shave your legs at all for the summer because you have been blessed with the lack of body hair, then you are lampiño/a.

anonymous asked:

how the fuck do you even build an emf meter what kind of brain does it take to make something that advanced? and it works too, shit. it's been 12 years and i still can't get over that fucking meter because without youtube tutorials or whatever it is kids use these days, probably without a computer at all he just figured it out. damn. maybe form books he's never read. probably

I have no fuckin idea dude. I was on the robotics team in high school and we had shitloads of help from a bunch of professional engineers, and that was just making robots with basic sensory cameras that could kick a ball…

I mean, he built it out of a fucking Walkman. You know how many parts and factory functions a Walkman has that can be used for measuring environmental information and outputting that data in a usable fashion? Basically none.

Some people just take to this engineering/programming shit like fish to water. They just get it somehow. I bet Dean is one of them. He just doesn’t happen to really need computers for his life’s work so he isn’t putting it to any disciplined use. You know, the kind of person that’s a genius at shit to the point where they have so many talents that some of them just have to fall by the wayside in terms of developing potential.

I mean. Look at this. Look at this definition of EMF from the official website:

Electromagnetic field meters (also called EMF detectors). Meters that measure the derivative (rate of change) of the surrounding magnetic field; thus, these meters are sensitive to changing magnetic fields (fields with a frequency above 0 hertz). Most EMF meters are most sensitive to frequencies of about 30-10,000 hertz, while some have a wider response. Paranormal investigators and ghost hunters use EMF meters while conducting investigations. Unusual activity in the form of high readings on these meters signifies that there is some type of paranormal activity, such as the presence of a ghost or other supernatural creature.

Forget just the programming and engineering. This is actual, hard science. Dean knows enough about fucking magnetic fields to create devices that not only measure them but that are tuned to tell the difference between regular and supernatural occurrences. He’s clearly created prototypes and gone through testing to figure out what works and what doesn’t. It doesn’t just beep when it hits a certain level, he has a sliding scale that he can use for analysis.

This means that this isn’t just about “Dean being good with his hands” like people dismissively claim, Dean is a regular Science Man™. Dean’s superior ability for pattern recognition isn’t some kind of one-use talent, it’s evident of an analytical mind that can put together abstract data with ease.

Maybe it doesn’t sound like a huge deal at first, but you’re right that Dean had no formal education in this crap. High schools don’t teach this. Average kids don’t just figure this shit out on their own no matter how many books they have at their disposal, and I’m willing to bet Dean didn’t have any kind of mentor in the field. An EMF meter is not a baby’s first. Like… At all.

Hell, the wiki says he’s still using that thing all the way up in S7. Shit wasn’t a cute little science project, it was built to last, not just in how sturdy it’s built but in how accurate it is. You would usually expect things built by characters back in S1 to be completely obsolete by S7, but that’s not the case here. It’s just that good.

It’s also proof that we aren’t blowing smoke. If something happens in the first season and is never mentioned again, it might be dismissible, but when it’s still brought back 7 seasons later what you have is authorial intent.

anonymous asked:

Give me Toddette.

Girl Todd looks like the kind of soccer mom who screams at the top of her lungs during matches and has zero filter during them. Like when you see little Johnny Skyrim kicking the ball you’ll hear “COME ON JOHNNY FUCKING ANNIHILATE THEM MAKE THE RIVERS OF ETERNITY RUN RED WITH THEIR VISCERA” and you’d be all “Oh it’s Mrs. Howard again”.

Practice Buddy (pt. 1)

Originally posted by sugutie

Characters: Jungkook x Y/N, Jimin x Y/N
Genre: Angst/Fluff
Word count: 5k


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You were Jungkook’s best friend-practice buddy for his crush in college, but when you attempt to get into a relationship with someone new, Jungkook can’t help but to feel hurt.

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Being Remus’ twin sister, but Sirius' girlfriend would include...

-when he found out that Sirius liked you, he was grossed out

-and very surprised

-and overall, got really protective

- “Okay, well, you can feel that way, but never, ever, will you be able to date her”

-spoiler alert: you guys dated

-after your first kiss, you just said “shit” which was followed by a cocky Sirius saying “what, is wasn’t that bad, was it?

-because how are you gonna get away with this?

-when you both told Remus, he was just like “Nope,”

-he kept going on and on about how Sirius was an effing womanizer and that you are just setting yourself up to get hurt

-and you were just like “Okay, cool, but I think we all know that if he did hurt me I would just kick him in the balls and dump him so boom, problem solved”

-this is followed by Sirius staring at you, smiling, because he thought that was so hot

-and Remus just storms out

-later, when Remus realizes there is nothing he can really do, he kind of just sits next to you by the lake one day and takes an easier approach

- “I just- you’re my sister and he is one of my best friends. You can understand how that’s weird for me. Just be careful, alright? Men can be real wankers,”

-and for the rest of your relationship with Sirius, it was smooth sailing

-Sure, Remus got weirded out or protective sometimes

-but you were happy, and that’s all he ever really wanted for you anyways

@doragonhinansho had a bad day today, so I thought I’d give them a little pick me up in the form of a kid!fic in which dragons are awesome!!!

Stiles ducks his head, trying not to cry. Jackson is so mean. Dragons are cool. His mom told him they were.

“You are such a loser,” one of Jackson’s friends laughs, throwing the dragon Stiles got for his birthday in the air, catching it expertly. He’ll probably join some kind of cool sports team in high school, Stiles thinks, trying not to feel bitter about it. Stiles has never been good at sports. He likes dragons and wolves and fighting mythical creatures with his friends online. His mom says he’s cool and Stiles wants to believe her, but it’s kind of hard when you go to school with Jackson- stupid-face-Whittemore.

“I am not,” Stiles says, not sure why he feels the need to talk back. His dad told him it will get him in trouble one day. Maybe he should stay quiet, but as he watches his new friend fall to the ground and get kicked about like a ball, it’s either talk back or cry.

“What do you think you’re doing?” a voice suddenly sounds from behind them, startling even Jackson who jumps.

Stiles turns, because he knows that voice, eyes widening as he watches Derek Hale approach them.

Derek is sixteen and the cooler than Batman and Stiles kind of wants to marry him one day. Because girls are more awesome than boys, but boys are prettier, everyone knows that. And Derek is the prettiest. Plus, girls have cooties. Scott says they don’t but Stiles isn’t so sure.

Blushing, Stiles scrambles up from the ground, making a dive for his dragon, but Jackson just pushes him away and laughs.

“I said-” Derek says, coming up to stand in front him. “What. Are. You. Doing?”

Jackson’s smile falters a little when Derek tilts his head to the side, like all the Hales do. Derek’s big sister Laura is the best at it. She made Jennifer Blake cry once for bullying Erica Reyes. Just by looking at her. Stiles is pretty sure she’s a superhero, just like Derek.

“Nothing,” Jackson shrugs, ducking his head suddenly and kicking at the ground. “Just tellin’ Stilinski he’ll never make friends if he keeps playing with toys.” He smirks, glancing at Stiles, and Stiles wants the ground to swallow him up.

Derek looks down then, frowning when he sees the dragon under Jackson’s foot. “Is that your’s?” he asks, turning to Stiles.

Stiles starts to say no, because he doesn’t want Derek to think he’s a loser too, but this might be his only chance to get Mr Firebreath back. “Yes,” he whispers.

“Right,” Derek says, stepping into Jackson’s space a little more until he gulps and moves back, off the toy. Bending down, Derek picks it up and dusts it off. “It’s not too bad,” he tells Stiles. “But your mom might want to wash it.” He holds it out for Stiles to take, a smile crossing his features, and Stiles doesn’t know why, but it makes him feel like one of those pink toasted marshmallows his mom buys inside.

Taking Mr Firebreath, Stiles resists the urge to apologise to him, because only really little kids think toys have feelings. Well, really little kids and Stiles.

When he looks back up, Jackson and his friends are already walking away, muttering bad words under their breath, as Derek continues to stare at them with a look Stiles knows is only for show. It’s his I-don’t-like-you look. Stiles is happy he’s never given it to him. Derek’s actually really sweet to Stiles. Most of the time. Even that one time Stiles accidentally dropped ice cream on Derek’s new sneakers at the annual Hale barbecue. Derek had let Stiles eat his whole tub of extra-large raspberry ripple with chocolate swirls while he had tried to clean them. He didn’t even tattle when his mom asked what happened.

That was the day Derek became Stiles’ hero.

“Sorry,” Stiles says, unable to meet Derek’s eyes.

“Why are you sorry?” Derek asks, crouching down so he’s shorter than him.

“I shouldn’t have brought him- it- to school,” Stiles says, waving Mr Firebreath a little.

Derek laughs. “It’s not your fault he got taken. Those boys weren’t very nice.”

Stiles shrugs, feeling his cheeks grow hot. Derek probably thinks he’s so dumb.  “Dragons are stupid,” he finds himself saying, hoping Mr Firebreath will forgive him later.

Derek laughs again and Stiles wants to run away. “Well, I think dragons are cool. If you don’t want him anymore, I’ll take him.”

Stiles’ head snaps up at that, disbelieving. “You like dragons?” He blinks. “But- but you play basketball!”

“It doesn’t mean I don’t think dragons are cool. I prefer werewolves though.”

Stiles’ eyes light up. “My mom let me watch a movie once!” he breathes excitedly, accidentally hitting Derek in the chest. Scott doesn’t like werewolves. Stiles has never met anyone who likes werewolves. “It was about a boy who plays basketball, like you!” He looks away briefly, embarrassed when Derek raises an eyebrow at him. “He could turn into a werewolf and it helped him win all the games,” he finished, shyly.

Derek grins. “Teen Wolf?” he asks. “You like that movie?”

Stiles nods, grinning. “Do you?”

Derek leans in, crooking his finger at Stiles and Stiles’ heart races. “If I tell you a secret will you keep it for me?” he asks. Stiles nods, eyes wide as he waits, and then suddenly Derek’s eyes are glowing and his teeth are turning into fangs. “What do you think?”

“I think that’s a really cool trick,” Stiles grins, wanting to touch Derek’s face because how did he do that?

Derek winks and the trick disappears.  “Tell you what,” he says. “How about I take you trick or treating this year. We can dress up.”

Stiles is going to die. “Really?” he asks. “I mean-” He looks down, shrugging, trying to be cool. “If you want, sure.”

Derek laughs again and ruffles Stiles’ hair. “Yeah, really. We’ll show those boys just how cool werewolves and dragons can be, okay?”

Derek stands up then and as he walks away Stiles knows that he is definitely the boy he is going to marry.


Ten years later, Derek proposes with a dragon egg replica from Game of Thrones and Stiles kisses him until his eyes glow, just like that first day.

Just Wondering

It happened after one of their visits to the cabin.
They’d all spent a Saturday afternoon there, keeping up the tradition they’d started as soon as Will and El had recovered, and played Monopoly until well into the evening. Chief would have said it was more like “battling”, but eventually the game ended (the winner being Max; video games weren’t the only thing she was kickass at) and they all got ready to leave, bundling themselves up against the late November chill. Max and Lucas and Dustin and Will all headed out first, having said goodbye to El and the Chief. Mike hung back a little longer, like he always did, so they headed down the path to where Jonathan was waiting to take them home, like they always did.
Normally, they would all be talking at once, usually arguing about the outcome of the game or how the movie ended, but tonight, Dustin and Will were the only ones talking, with Will insisting that there was no way Dustin buying that fourth hotel would have changed anything, and Dustin insisting that it was the house, not the hotel, that would have made him the winner this time. Usually, Max would have joined in, defending her title as board game champion, but tonight she was uncharacteristically quiet, hanging back a little, scuffing her feet at the scattered branches on the forest floor as she walked.
The others were too wrapped up in their argument to notice them falling behind, so Lucas shoved his hands into his pockets and slowed his pace to allow her to catch up. Once she did, he stepped in close enough for her to hear him quietly ask, “Hey, um… you okay, Max?”
She looked up, as if confused by his question, and frowned.
“Uh, yeah, why?”
He shrugged. “You’re just kind of quiet.”
“Oh.” She looked down again, kicking a rock with the toe of her Converse. “I’m fine,” she said, looking away, so he nodded, not wanting to push the issue.
They walked on in silence for a moment until suddenly, she stopped and turned to face him.
“Are you guys going to that thing?”
“What thing?”
“That Snow Ball, or whatever. I saw the flyer on El’s wall in there.”
Lucas chuckled. “Oh, that? I don’t know, yeah, probably. Why?”
She looked at him for a minute, frowning, like she wanted to say something but didn’t know how. Finally, she shrugged. “Just wondering.” And she took off down the path.
Lucas stood there and watched her go. Then the light bulb came on.
“Max!” he called, quickening his pace until he’d caught up to where she’d stopped, looking at him questioningly.
He stopped in front of her, his breath puffing out in small clouds. When he didn’t say anything, she raised her eyebrows and put her hands in her coat pockets.
“Well? What did you want?”
Now that he was standing in front of her, the burst of inspiration that had led him to call out her name suddenly fizzled out. He wondered if Mike had had as hard a time when he asked El. Because that was what he was trying to do, he remembered. Ask Max to the Snow Ball. When she’d asked about it, it had taken him a few minutes to realize that this was an opportunity he should take. Sure, they’d been hanging out a lot more lately, and sure, he hadn’t missed the way she smiled and laughed around him that was different from how she did around the others. Sure, he’d noticed, because he did it too. But to actually ask her to a dance? The weight of that kind of step crashed in on him all at once and left his mind a complete blank. And to top it off, his stomach was doing somersaults and something was stuck in his throat, keeping the words from coming out. When he realized that thing was his own tongue, he swallowed and opened his mouth.
“Did you want to go?”
He took a deep breath. No going back now. “To the Snow Ball.”
Her lips quirked up in a smile and she quickly ducked her head, as if trying to hide her reaction. He watched her, wondering with a growing sense of panic if he’d somehow misinterpreted her question, but then she looked back up, smile still intact.
“With you?” she asked.
Slightly relieved that she was at least smiling, but still a little worried because that wasn’t exactly a “yes”, he breathed out a “Yeah! I mean, if- ”
He raised his eyebrows.“Yeah?”
She thrust her head forward in a shrug, her smile continuing to broaden, lifting her rosy cheeks until her eyes crinkled at the corners. “Yeah!”
He let out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding and grinned. “Wow! Okay, great!”
“Great,” she repeated, biting her bottom lip in a grin as they turned back to the path. Up ahead, Lucas could see Dustin waiting for them outside the car, holding the back door open.
“Would you two hurry up, we’re freezing our butts off out here!” he said, throwing his arms up.
“You didn’t have to wait outside the car,” Max shot back, flicking the bill of his cap up as she slid into the backseat.
“That’s what I told him!” Will said from the passenger seat as Dustin readjusted his hat with a frown.
“Where’s Mike?” Jonathan asked just as Mike came running down the path.
“Sorry,” he panted as he came to a stop next to Dustin.
“Say goodbye to El?” Dustin asked with a grin.
Mike rolled his eyes and slid in next to Lucas. “Would you just get in already?” he said, exasperated.
Dustin clambered in, looking amused, and Jonathan set off down the road, the heater running full blast and melting some of the frost they’d accumulated in the walk back to the car. They had barely moved before Dustin asked, “So are we going to this Snow Ball or what?”
Max grinned in the window’s reflection and squeezed the hand she’d grabbed as soon as Lucas slid in next to her.

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Requested - No, just an idea that I had
Tags - @tryingtobeedgy
Word Count - 1,372
Pairing - Harry Hook x Reader (Daughter of Pocahontas and John Smith)
Warnings - A lil’ bit of fluff at the end and an attempted kidnap
Summary - Ok but I changed it a little bit from my original idea that I posted. Long time friends with Ben, you had to help Harry adjust to life in Auradon. When Harry annoys you, you walk off but someone takes you.

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you’re really my dearest friend (1/1)

platonic ladynoir hurt/comfort written for a really lovely commissioner who wishes to remain anonymous — thank you so much for commissioning me!! ♥♥♥

summary: Sometimes, the process of getting out is much more difficult than it really should be — but sometimes friends can help, if you let them.

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Ladybug noticed something was up about ten minutes into patrol.

Chat was quiet.

It wasn’t exactly as strange as one might think — for all of his dramatic mannerisms and cavalier confidence, Chat wasn’t actually all that loud — but this level of shortness and silence was… unsettling.

She spent another ten minutes staring at him out of the corner of her eye, trying to figure out what it was about him that was raising those alarm bells in her head (the cold economy of his movements? The tightness around his mouth? The way he spent more time staring into space then at anything in particular?) before deciding to stop them on the next rooftop.

Another worrying note: Chat didn’t notice her signalling a halt. Sure, it happened sometimes, but he was usually on the ball about things like that, and in addition to everything else…

She caught his shoulder before he could make the next leap.

“Hey, is everything okay?”

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Monday Fic Rec

Hello! Props to me for finally remembering that today is Monday! Here’s some fics I’ve enjoyed over the past couple of weeks:

All Our Love by lovalovaolivia:

Summary: Harry and Louis run away to be with each other, leaving Niall to reflect on their relationship and his regrets.

Word count: 5,059

73 Questions by literlarry_real:

Summary: Louis is more nervous than usual about filming the upcoming episode of Vogue’s 73 questions. Musician and soon to be actor Harry Styles may have something to do with that.

Word count: 6,159

Too Much To Bare by soloistharold:

Summary: "From where Harry was sitting, Louis’ face looked more angular, more mature. He found himself studying Louis’ features, from the way his hair fell against his forehead, to the prominence of his cheekbones, to the dip of his cupid’s bow, and finally, to the subtle curve of his small lips.

He stared and stared and stared, noticing how his eyes crinkled every time he laughed at one of Chandler’s stupid jokes, watching the way his mouth moved when he smiled, feeling a slight yearning in his chest for more contact. He wanted to reach forward, maybe tuck a stray strand of hair behind his ear, press his lips against the warmth of Louis’ cheek… perhaps let them wander to the right a bit and capture Louis’ lips in a kiss.

He wondered what Louis would do if Harry kissed him. Would he get mad and push him away? Or would he welcome it? Maybe bring a hand up to cup Harry’s cheek and use the other to stroke his hair.”

OR Harry has been in love with Louis for as long as he can remember despite his many efforts to move on, until finally, in a last ditch attempt to put it all behind him, Harry pushes away everyone he loves.

Word count: 18,184

Million Dollar Man by compassguideship:

Summary: “I’m putting myself out on a limb here but…” Harry pauses, reaching out to grab a hold of Louis’ hands tentatively. Louis’ a bit taken back, but his hands are so warm and Louis’ hands are so cold from handling the ice in the back. “You shouldn’t have to work in a place like this, I could… I could take care of everything. You can quit here and pursue Broadway full time,” Harry says, voicing quivering and Louis can feel his hands shaking and Louis holds onto them tightly.

“I don’t understand, are you an agent or do you just invest money in young actors?” Louis asks, eyebrows furrowing slightly as he chews on his bottom lip.

“Let me take you out, hm? We can talk more about it. I can pay for your tuition and…” Harry trails off, and Louis gasps quietly, leaning in towards Harry.

“Correct me if I’m wrong, but are you asking to be my… sugar daddy?” Louis asks, lowering his voice and Harry can’t help but chuckle.

“Something like that, yeah,” Harry replies, squeezing the boy’s hands and smiling at his flushed cheeks and innocent expression.

Word count: 47,624

Sounds of you sounds like love by sweariwouldnt:

Summary: Louis can’t sleep. Enter a very special YouTube channel.

A love story about how something ordinary can become very extraordinary, and how feeling rootless and like you’re drifting can - with a little bit of help from fate - turn out okay.

I Ain’t Leavin’ Without Your Love by callmemal:

Summary: Anne puts her hand on Harry’s bicep and looks at him, obviously concerned. “Are you alright, m’love? What is back there that’s had you distracted all night?” 

There is no way Harry is getting into this discussion with his family, especially not in the middle of the dining room, so he just shrugs it off. “Nothing, mum,” he promises, “just thought I recognised someone. It’s nothing.”

Later that night, they have family game night in Anne and Robin’s room. Harry loves it, really; it’s a tradition that he cherishes, especially now that he sees his family so rarely. It’s just hard for him to focus. There’s a guy somewhere in this resort, a really, really handsome guy, and he may or may not be wearing Harry’s hoodie.

How is he going to find him? And more importantly, did that guy really take his clothes?

Or, a holiday AU in which Harry goes to St. Ives for Gemma’s wedding and his baggage gets lost at the airport, only for him to find a stranger at his resort who is definitely wearing his clothes and definitely won’t admit it. The little shit.

Word count: 17,870

NC-17 by Anonymous:

Summary: Louis took the tip of Harry’s cock between his lips and just let his tongue lap over it for a minute. He wanted to watch Harry crumble as best as he could thanks to the dark lighting in the theater.

As Louis moved down another inch, Harry’s eyelids fluttered some more. Louis smiled around Harry’s cock, watching as Harry now struggled to not only keep his eyes open, but also focused on anything but the boy in his lap, not wanting to draw attention if anyone were to turn around at this moment.

Or, the one where Louis drags Harry to a horror movie festival even though Harry is afraid of scary movies, so Louis decides to give Harry something else to focus on instead.

Word count: 5,585

We’re What’s Right In This World by BriaMaria:

Summary: “Why did you talk like that in Brighton? If you weren’t planning on ever telling me?” Louis asked. “Is it because you think you’re going to die?”

“It’s war, Lou,” Harry said finally.

The words were a knife slipped between his ribs. Everything hurt and he was bleeding. He shifted up, his palms cradling Harry’s jaw, his lips against his boy’s. Not kissing, just resting there, so Louis could feel him. “Promise you’ll come back to me.”

Harry’s hands smoothed down the sides of Louis’ body. “You know I can’t do that. I’ll never lie to you.”

“Promise me. We’re going to have our cottage. And our dogs. And our breakfast in the garden where nothing grows because of the wind from the sea. Promise me.”

“I won’t.” Stubborn as always, his boy. “I’ll promise you, I’ll love you all my life. I’ll promise you, you’ll never leave my thoughts. I’ll promise you, you’re my forever and my always. But promising you something I can’t cheapens the things I can.”

Or the World War II AU where Harry goes off to fight and all Louis wants to do is be the boy who brings him home.

Word count: 48,809

No One Like You by myownspark:

Summary: Dear Niall,I was glad to have the chance to talk with you again at the AHA conference. Your idea that the Musee D’Orsay Tomlinson painting is in fact not a self-portrait is an intriguing one, and I may have discovered something that will have a bearing on that theory.

Some background: as you may remember, I’ve been researching for a book I’m writing about Harry Styles. I’ve been in communication with Styles’ last living descendant, who is in possession of a trunk that her family believed to have belonged to Styles himself. It held some personal items she presumes to be his, including two unmounted paintings and a small collection of letters.

Upon spending the last few days in Provins studying these items, I believe there to be a connection between Tomlinson and Styles, and I would very much like your opinion.Are you up for a trip to France?

Liam Payne

Where Liam and Niall are art historians discovering the truth about two nineteenth century painters on opposite sides of an artistic divide.

Word count: 19,935

i’ll take your pain by suspendrs:

Summary: It’s kind of romantic when Harry thinks about it, feeling all the pain of the person he’s supposed to love for the rest of his life. Sure, it’s rather inconvenient when he’s in class and his soulmate gets kicked in the balls, or when he’s sleeping and his soulmate knocks his head or his knee off something. It’d be nice if the function helped them to find each other, but Harry supposes he can live with knowing that they’re destined to run into each other someday.

Or, soulmates have the ability to feel each other’s pain, and Harry finds his after getting his arse waxed. 

Word count: 2,212

Soulmate AU! Wonwoo

A/N: I couldn’t find this gif and i gave up trying to find one if there is one. so have a pic friends. also based off of going seventeen ep 2 but i switched some events.
GOD im so lazy writing this w/e sorry for bad quality my dudes

The first time you see your soulmate a red string appears faintly, every time you see them it gets more visible till it reaches a bright glowing red.

  • So you know svt was in LA for filming
  • and how they have free time
  • also how they were recording??
  • so basically who wouldn’t notice a bunch of tall handsome foreigners holding up cameras filming themselves speaking in a foreign language
  • or cameramen?? idk man

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Say Yes to the Dress

A/N: How about bridal shop AU? What happens when Tony spots a beautiful bride to be sitting on the dirty New York sidewalk? 

This is my submission for @yourtropegirl alternative coffee shop AU challenge.

Warnings: None cause I’ve never done anything wrong in my life. Tony will back me up on that.

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Don’t Look Back (ACOTAR AU) - Part 3

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Summary: It’s senior year and everyone is fighting battles they do not want to face. Toxic relationships, conservative parents and alcohol are a bad mix. Quite frankly a recipe for disaster.

Tuesday’s sucked. Feyre had no frees and she had double English with Rhysand. To top it off, she barely slept last night. After she had texted back Tamlin, she told Lucien to go to avoid adding more fuel to Tamlins paranoia. But with her father at an army veteran’s meeting and both her sisters at University, Feyre felt slight fear that she would be properly alone with her boyfriend for the first time in almost two weeks. When Tamlin had arrived, he brought her some flowers and chocolates and showered her with affection. It was suffocating almost, but she felt comforted that her boyfriend was back to normal. Some of him anyway. When she tried to get him to talk about his mother, he would change the subject and end up making out with her instead leading to him staying the night. On a fucking Monday. It kind of pissed her off. But she decided to follow Lucien’s advice, be patient, he said before he left and gave her a quick hug.

Her phone buzzed as Rhys sat down next to her. It was Tamlin asking let me take you out tonight. Feyre sighed through her nose before texting back, I have work tonight, you know that. One of the first things on Tamlins con list was that he hated Feyre having a job – although she had no damn choice. She and her father could not live on the army amputee veteran’s benefit they were given alone, and so for years, since she was 14, Feyre worked at the café down the street from the school. It was only just enough to get by, but it sufficed.

Change your shift please xx he texted back. Feyre threw her phone back in her bag, not wanting to go back into that argument. She was sick of her boyfriend giving her unnecessary grief.

“Rough night, Feyre darling?” Rhys asked, taking in her dark circles that Feyre didn’t bother to cover up.

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let me get this straight

Rhysand drugged Feyre and made her dance and be humiliated UtM, but you can understand, forgive, and ship feysand.

Nesta insulted Cassian in a way she knew would hurt and literally kicked him in the balls, but you can understand, forgive and still ship nessian.

Elain and Lucien have spoken like two words to each other, but you ship elucien.

But somehow… Mor and Az, who have shown kindness and caring and consideration for each other, against whom the only really argument is “what have they been doing for 500 years?”… that’s too much. That’s where you draw the line.


***I want to point out that I do ship all of these, to more or less of an extent. I, too, understand and forgive, for the most part. But… sometimes people’s attitudes towards moriel baffle the fuck out of me.

How the PJO and HoO Characters Sleep

Percy Jackson

  • Literally just cuddles the hell out of you. He’s like a big baby and flails all over anyone remotely close to him. Whenever someone shares a bed with him they find themselves waking up with his legs over their body and him drooling on their shoulder. 
  • He has this soft kind of snore that isn’t very loud, but definitely there. It’s kind of like a murmur and mostly sounds like air going in and out through his lungs with a little more roughness.
  • Constantly moves in his sleep. He never ends up in the same position he fell asleep in. He kicks people off of his bed, curls into a ball, lays spread eagle- the kid is just all over the place. Luckily he’s a wicked heavy sleeper so no one has to worry about waking him up when they shove him back to his side

Annabeth Chase

  • A fairly normal sleeper. She doesn’t have a specific sleeping position (unless you count curled up with Percy). In general she sleeps on her right side, but she’ll switch it up from time to time. She likes to sleep on a very thin and cool pillow. She cannot stand sleeping with more than one light blanket and hates feeling smothered underneath them
  • She mutters in her sleep. It’s not so much that she’s sleeping talking, but more like rattling off absolute nonsense in incoherent sentences. Her words sound like bubbles when she does this and it’s never more than a whisper. When she does mutter in her sleep her voice is a lot deeper than it usually is and slurred as if she were drunk
  • Very prone to sleepwalking. It actually becomes somewhat of a danger to her when one night she put the stove on. Luckily, Percy had woken up and turned off the stove before it had a chance to light the place on fire, but since then they Annabeth-proofed the house. The door out of the bedroom now has an alarm on it that goes off whenever someone leaves between the times of 11 and 630. 

Frank Zhang

  • He’s like a bear when he sleeps. Percy has some serious competition here when it comes to heaviest sleeper and Frank just might win. He always sleeps on his stomach and snores like a motorboat. He’s snoring is so loud, even when it’s muffled by the pillow he squishes his face into
  • He’s pretty much a rock. Like no one can move him while he’s sleeping, it’s like he has this invisible iron-will that causes his stubbornness to be turned to the max. No one can get him to move when he sleeps, there is no hope no matter how many times they try
  • His body gets really cold when he sleeps. If he’s sleeping his hand will feel like ice and his forehead is cool to the touch. His friends make sure to cover him in lots of blankets when they seem him shivering. He always wears socks to bed no matter what. If he didn’t he’d be even colder

Piper McLean

  • The lightest sleeper in the world. You could drop a pin on the floor and she’d wake up. When she sleeps her eyes are always slightly open and never fully closed. It’s actually kind of creepy when you see it because it looks like she’s in the midst of waking up even if she’s in a deep slumber. When she has dreams her eyelids flutter, sometimes opening all of the way
  • She really like the feeling of silk pajamas and almost always wears them to bed. Her favorite are a pair of green ones. She can’t stand nightgowns at all. They are her nighttime enemy. She also prefers to wear the most minimal amount of clothes to bed when she can. She hates feeling restricted at bedtime and mostly wears a silk tank top with silk shorts
  • She sometimes wears a sleep mask. She usually does this when she’s around other people because she knows how her half closed eyes freak people out some time. Her sleep mask is pink with black lace on it. Her dad bought for her when he went to Paris. She needs the A/C on when she sleeps for two reasons. 1) she likes the coolness of it when she tries to go to bed 2) the white noise it makes helps to lull her to sleep

Rachel Elizabeth Dare

  • She hates sleeping beds so much. She’d much rather sleep on the floor with a sleeping bag. On the rare occasion she does sleep in her bed, her head and limbs will be hanging off of the mattress like a ragdoll. She prefers sleeping on tile or hardwood to carpet, but really she’ll taken either of them over a bed. She doesn’t use a pillow either
  • She plays opera music as she’s going to sleep. The sounds of it help her to sleep as weird as that may sound. She plays it over her stereo because she hates wearing headphones or earbuds to bed. 
  • Her hair is always falling in her face when she sleeps. Sometimes she’ll wake up to strands of it in her mouth and other times she’ll find it displayed across her forehead. It’s very annoying to her so she tries to put it in a bun, but it never lasts through the night
Tell me your favorite Bleach character and I’ll give you an A+ Awesome band/artist to listen to

Because music is the best for imagination.The choices are very subjective but I’ll try to explain each one a bit. Most of the bands I put here I quite niche, so prepare for a lot of new stuff for your playlists ^^. I put links to sample of the band songs, but these are just samples and it’s worth it to check more than one song per band ;)

Hope you’ll have a nice time listening to the music that matches your babes <3 

1. Ichigo - Turin Brakes

Ichigo was calm, protective and committed, and so is a lot of music of this band. Light, easy to listen to rock with loving lyrics = Ichigo at the times of peace, in his natural self. Give it a listen, I think you’ll like it.

2. Orihime – Johanna Kurkela

Dreamy music and the sweet voice of Johanna matches Orihime a lot. And so do the lyrics. Recommend.

3. Aizen- Tool

Probably everyone who knows Tool has already expected it here, as it’s very often said to be the “music for smart people XD This music is for sure carefully planned, with references to mathematics and complex structures spread throughout. Perfect for Aizen fans.

4. Urahara- Triumvirat

Triumvirat has very fun and playful music, and yet it is full of complexity and virtuosity. Just like Urahara, who seems dorky but after all, he’s one of Bleach’s geniuses. 

5. Rukia- Tori Amos

Tori’s music is thoughtful, confident and very personal. The general atmosphere of her music just really reminds me of Rukia when she opens up her heart and voices her concerns.

6. Renji- Billy Talent

Renji needs slightly heavier music with a clear tune. He’s not a very complex person, he’s energetic and fast-paced in most actions. And the first band I could think of having those qualities happened to be Billy Talent.

7. Shinji- Richard Cheese

Richard Cheese is just perfect. The guy makes mostly jazzy covers of well-known songs, which really change them a lot; and I think this is exactly what us Shinji fans need. Jazz + touch of modernity + unapologetic lyrics? Bring it on.

8. Kensei- King Tubby

I don’t know what it is about dub, but this genre seems so Kensei to me. It’s rhythmic, strong and just so damn cool. I’m sorry, this is very subjective. But just imagine Kensei listening to this.

9. Kyoraku/Starrk- Bright Eyes

I decided to lump Kyoraku and Starrk together here because they’re pretty much each other counterparts and this band matches them both. Some calm and chill music with the dark side (the lyrics) to it? Yeah, totally.

10. Ukitake- Renaissance

OH MY GOD PLEASE LISTEN TO THIS BAND. It’s wonderful, just like Ukitake. Delicate and harmonious but also so damn epic. I have no words for this awesomeness. For real.

11. Momo- Indila

This choice is just as sweet as the one for Orihime, but once you translate the lyrics, you can hear a cry of someone who was very hurt and is slowly getting up. Exactly like Momo…

12. Soifon- M.I.A.

I wasn’t sure about this choice, but I guess I’ll leave it. M.I.A. is just a really badass and strong-willed woman, and yes, I know her lyrics are pretty political but the music and general vibe is something that I think will appeal to Soifon fans.

13. Yoruichi- Salt-n-Pepa

The way Yoruichi goes around nakedness, contacts with people and in general about life seems just pretty similar to Salt-n-Pepa badass sexual liberation of women. Give it a listen if you liked Yoruichi’s light attitudes.

14. Zaraki- Pathfinder

Epic shit right there, people. Enter a killing spree with Zaraki in your mindscape with balls-kicking rapid Pathfinder tunes. He would approve.

15. Mayuri/Szayel- Infected Mushroom

We have just the right amount of fuckedupness in this music for those two science weirdos, trust me. If you’re the best kind of a person  a sick fuck  a fan of one or both of them, you’re already conditioned to love this music, friend.

16. Rose- Lacrimosa

No one has doubts that Rose = gothic stuff, right? There’s a lot of cool stuff to choose from there, but I guess I’ll stick with Lacrimosa. I don’t see Rose going into super heavy music, rather the symphonic and delicate tunes we have here. Hope you’ll like it, dear emos <3

17. Kira- Alcest

For Kira something alternating between sweet and heavy with sad lyrics is a perfect choice - that’s why I’ll go for Alcest stuff. Yeah, the way we get to know him is a pretty depressed and broken person, but he used to be such a cutiepie.

18. Gin- Gnaw their Tongues

Woohoo, content warning extreme themes and ear rape. Gin might have turned out “not fully evil”, but he still was a sadist and sociopath pretty much the entire plot of Bleach. He seems like someone who would have a taste in fucked up music - that’s why I present you with a compilation of extreme sadism and the music that will haunt you for years.

19. Unohana- Jill Tracy

Continuing with haunting stuff, this one is just creepy. Quiet and melodic, yet with so much underlying danger. Like Unohana, who was quiet and helpful, but turned out to be a psychopathic killer. Enjoy, creeps.

20. Byakuya- The Jezabels

I have to admit I had a hard time to choose something here. But I think if you like Byakuya, you’ll probably like some soft indie with lyrics about love and suffering (backstoryyy). And it’s just a cool band.

21. Hitsugaya- Tom Odell

Tom Odell and Hitsugaya share being young and talented, composed and strong-willed. I also didn’t find it easy to choose something here, but give it a go. I think you might like it, dear Toshiro fan.

22. Yachiru- Babymetal

Baby…..metal….. do I even need to explain anything? No? Great XD

23. Halibel- Reykjavíkurdætur

If you’re a fan of Halibel and her fracciones, you’ll certainly be fond of a super cool and real badass group of rapping feminists, right? XD

24. Ulquiorra- Woodju

Music that focuses a lot on creating an epic atmosphere with not much loudness will be me go-for style for Ulquiorra fans. After all, Ulquiorra was a quiet and closed character, and yet, after all, he gave a lot of feelings to his fans. Woodju’s atmosphere just matches him, check it out.

25. Grimmjow- Van Canto

Some more epic stuff here. Van Canto makes covers of a lot of battle-related metal and hard rock music (a genre that seems very Grimmjow to me) BUT they use only their voices and percussion for it. IMO, it makes it even more powerful. Have fun.

26. Nnoitra- Wintersun

Oh, Nnoitra… so ready to battle yet always so sad and hateful… just like the music of Wintersun. It’s intense, epic… but when you go to the lyrics, you’ll find probably the most depressive thing you’ll see today. Actually, Wintersun made me think about Nnoitra more in depth for the first time before analyzing how much problems he actually had. 

27. Giselle - Nicole Dollanganger

I don’t know if Gigi has any fans, but this music matches her so much. It’s totally fucked up when it comes to lyrics and content, but still sang in a cute girly voice and girly wording. Just felt like putting it here as well.

Yeah, so that’s it for now! I might have not included some characters, but if they are your favorite, just ask for it and I’ll find you a band (or a few of them) as well ^^

If you have other suggestions for music styles that match the characters I put in this post, also let me know! It’s always good to expand the playlists xoxo

anonymous asked:

au where even is head of the football team and isak head of the cheerleaders and they become the power couple of school

pls!!!!! but before they do, they dont really like each other. both thinks the other one is really selfish and all so they always fight but that…tension is always there….and one day the cheerleaders are practicing out on the field and the football team is fooling around until everyone arrives to play,and someone kicks the ball over to them and even is like “i’ll get it” and he runs up all smug to isak and the others and he’s like “so incredibly sorry to interrupt” smirking and he takes forever to get the ball on purpose and isak is like “can you just hurry up and leave, this is kind of a no-asshole zone” and the others are giggling and even finds the ball and does some juggling with it and then looks at isak like “so why are you here” and isak clenches his jaw but cant say anything and even winks and runs back to the football team and isak just yells a fuck you after him and even gives a thumbs up and grins and then turns the thumbs up to the middle finger … i just really want some haters to lovers fic sldkjf

anonymous asked:

How about the SDR2 guys reacting to their s/o dancing and singing to "candy store" from Heathers? I'm heathers trash rip :')

Anon, that is an excellent song I must say, I totally don’t listen to it like.. All the time along with Meant to be Yours >_>

For those who are not sure what the song is, here you go!

SDR2 Boys reacting to their S/O dancing and singing to Candy Store from Heathers

Hajime Hinata:

- It was just a normal afternoon, he was just lazily sitting on the sofa until you slid into the room

- “Are we gonna have a problem?”


- “You got a bone to pick?”

What are you talking about? 

- “You’ve come so far, why now are you pulling on my dick?”

What the f-

- “I’d normally slap your face off”

“S/O what are you on ab-”

“And everyone here could watch!”

“S/O we’re alone in here.”

-  You lean towards him

“But I’m feeling nice, here’s some advice, listen up biotch!”

You then do that dance move they do in the actual musical and that’s when he notices, you have earphones in

Is this that Goddamn musical again?

You point to him “I like!”

He sighs before pointing back to you and half mutters, half sings “Lookin’ hot, buyin’ stuff they cannot”

Kazuichi Soda:

- He’s in his workshop as usual but you just jump in with a “I like!”

- “Woah! H-”

- “Drinkin’ hard, maxin’ Dad’s credit card!”

Wait what? This took a sudden turn

“I like!”

Wait again?

“Skippin’ gym” You take out a picture of Saionji “Scaring her” You then point to Soda “Screwing him”

Uh? Thanks? Wait why are you singing and dancing?!

- “I like!”

He’s just kind of staring at you really confused

“Killer clothes, kickin’ nerds in the nose!”

You then do a little kick and he quickly moves out of the way

- “Hey! S/O! St-”

- You point to him again “If you lack the balls, you can go play dolls, let your mommy fix you a snack (woah)”

Wait did you just offend him? What is happening?!

Nagito Komaeda:

- You’re hoovering the room whilst he’s just reading on the sofa

- You suddenly turn to him with the hoover

- “Or you could come smoke, pound some rum and coke” 

He closes his book and looks at you

- “In my Porsha with the quarterback!”

He instantly knows what you’re singing so he just smiles and sings a “Woah, woah, woah”

He then stands up and the two of you begin to dance together and take turns singing

- “Honey whatchu’ waitin’ for?”

- “Welcome to my candy store!”

- “Time for you to prove you’re not a loser anymore,”

And then together the two of you sing “Then step into my candy store!”

Nekomaru Nidai:

- He’s just at the gym getting some valuable TRAINING when all of a sudden you just stand in front of him and sing to him

- “Guys fall, at your feet, pay the check, help you cheat”

- Cheat? Guys falling?! Checks?! What?!

- “All you, have to do”

- You point to him

- “Say goodbye to Shamoo.”

- Who the hell is Shamoo?! Is that a new nickname for someone?!

- “That freak’s not your friend I can tell in the end”

- Wait what? Who are you talking about?!

- “If she, had your shot, she would leave you to rot!”


Gundham Tanaka:

- He was just feeding his Four Dark Devas when he heard the door unlock

- “Ah, S/O, you’re b-”

- “’Course if you don’t care, fine! Go braid her hair, maybe Sesame Street is on! (Woah)” You do a little dance as he watches you

- “Or forget that creep” Are you talking about Soda “And get in my Jeep, let’s go tear up someone’s lawn! (Woah woah woah!)”

- Tear up someone’s lawn?! Are you suggesting vandalism or something?!

- You tug at his scarf and kinda force him to dance/sway with you “Honey whatchu’ waitin’ for? Welcome to my candy store!”

- Huh? There’s no s-

- “You just gotta prove you’re not a pussy anymore”

- Y-You fiend! You offended him right now didn’t you?!

- You can clearly see he has no idea what is happening so you take out one earphone and put it in his ear instead

- “Then step into my candy store”

- Oh… You were.. Singing… Oh that’s embarrassing… 

- He just pulls his scarf a bit higher up his face

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu:

- He was busy lately but you managed to spend some time with Peko so of course you made her watch the whole musical

- You even convinced her to do a duet with you!

- Peko: “You can join the team,”

- You: “Or you can bitch and moan”

- Peko: “You can live the dream,”

- You: “Or you could die alone!”

- Peko: “You can fly with eagles or if you prefer,”

- You: “Keep on testing me, and end up like her!”

- It is then that the pair of you notice Kuzuryuu standing in the doorway with a shocked but kinda impressed expression

- “What the fuck did I just see.”

- “Um… A musical…”

- “Gotta say that was pretty impressive, you two have nice singing voices”

- He walks off and both you and Peko start blushing

Byakuya Twogami (Imposter):

- He hears muttering from your room so he decides to investigate

- “Veronica look! Ram invited me to his homecoming party. This proves he’s been thinking about me!”

- You then step to the right and change your facial expression slightly

- “Colour me stoked”

- You then step to the left and resume your previous expression

- “I’m so happy!”

- You then begin to dance slightly “Woah! Honey whatchu’ waiting for-”

- You then turn towards the door “SHUT UP HEATHER!”

- It’s at that moment you notice Twogami staring at you

- … “How long have y-”

- “If you’re trying to impersonate people, you’re doing an awful job”

- He then shakes his head and leaves

- That’s going to need a bit of explaining…

Teruteru Hanamura:

- He’s just cooking when he sees you happily dancing your way towards him

- “Ah S/O - san!”

- “Step into my candy store!”

- Huh? Candy store? Is that some sort of innuendo?

- “Time for you to prove you’re not a lame ass anymore!”

- Huh? Lame ass? Is that directed at him?

- You point to him “It’s my candy store, it’s my candy”

- “It’s my candy store, it’s my candy”

- “It’s my candy store”

- “It’s my candy stooore!” You then lift your hands above your head like you just did the greatest performance ever, he notices you’re holding your phone

- Oh so you were listening to music, but he’s not going to let this chance slide by

- “Hm~ S/O - san do you still want me to step into your candy store?” ;)

- Hanamura no