this has been in my draft for way too long

AU where instead of going to Samwell, Jack starts a widely successful Publicly Broadcast show for children.

Jack learns that he is great with kids after coaching them for a little over two years. Moreover, kids are good with Jack. There is no pressure to be anything other than who he is.

It all starts with a local news program doing a fluff piece on Jack Zimmermann’s coaching ability. But then it turned into something completely different when Jack skated onto camera and started to introduce every single one of his kids and what was special about them. He was…really enchanting actually. He didn’t ever really talk down to them. Jack just treated them as a tiny friend. 

They ARE his tiny friends, but that’s not the point. 

The footage they got of “snack time” was really the best. Imagine a good 16 kids piled around this massive man teaching them the best way to make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. 

 It should have been obvious that a local channel would contact him. It still surprises Jack. They want him to host a show? Why? Everyone always teased him about how impersonable he was during interviews. Is it because he’s Jack Zimmermann’s son? Or Alicia’s? 

Jack asks all of these questions to his mother and she just laughs. “You made a PB&J interesting to 16 kids just by being you”

Jack figures it wouldn’t hurt to give it a shot. 

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@litladiesnetwork’s first event: [favorite ya lit female protagonists]

                Once there was a girl who was too sure of herself. She was not, society agreed, someone you wanted to cross. She keeps her heart in a porcelain box, people whispered, and they were right. She didn’t like to open the box. The sight of her heart was unsettling. It always looked both smaller and bigger than she expected. 

  • (Hunk, Keith, and Pidge are chilling in one of the common rooms post-Season 2)
  • Hunk: Hey, Keith?
  • Keith: Yeah?
  • Hunk: When we hung out with the Blades, did you notice how-
  • Keith: I’m not gonna turn purple, Hunk.
  • Hunk: I know!!! Jeesh, the joke got old ages ago anyway. Nah, what I was gonna ask was, do you think you’re going to grow a tail?
  • (Moment of dead silence)
  • Pidge: (shrieking laughter) Hunk have you been imagining Keith’s fursona?!?!?!
  • Hunk: No!!!!!!!!!!!!! ............ But now that you’ve planted that idea in my head, Keith, would you prefer a long tail or a short tail? (The door to the rooms)
  • Keith: NO ONE is getting a tail!!
  • Lance: (standing behind him) ... You guys seem to be having fun.
  • Pidge: (takes one look at Keith’s face and starts choking)
  • Hunk: (slamming Pidge on the back) Oh, hey Lance! We were just talking about what it’d be like if Keith had a tail.
  • Lance: Ooooooh, kinky. (vaults onto couch) Lay out the options, my good man.
  • Hunk: Well, a lot of the Blades we saw have super duper long tails. But they kinda remind me of pythons, so I vote to nix that.
  • Keith: why are you guys doing this to me
  • Pidge: (finally caught her breath back) I agree, the long tail is way too weird. Maybe he’d have a short tail? Like a bobtail cat?
  • Lance: Awwwww, a stubby little tail? That’d be cute!
  • Keith: .... Did you just call my hypothetical tail ‘cute’?
  • Lance: .. Nno.
  • Hunk: Dude, you totally just did.
  • Lance: I did not!!!!!!!!!!!!! Pidge, stop laughing!
  • Pidge: (makes a gurgling noise)

Paint it  black and paint it white
Pull the blinds and meet the light
I see heaven up above
But I see you and I see love

And we’ve got a long road
We’ve got a burning coal
Sometimes it feels too hot to hold 
I hope it never goes cold

Very rough and lazy Zutara thing inspired by The Narrative’s newest song, Toe The Line. It’s hauntingly beautiful and I’m obsessed (please be obsessed like I am because it also gives me a lot of Zutara vibes)

Platonic Shadouge things

(because I’m trash and I love her so much and there isn’t much stuff in the shadouge tag lately)

  • Rouge playing with that little tuft of white fur on Shadow’s chest, whenever they’re sitting on the couch and watching TV or something.
  • Rouge petting Shadow’s quills when he’s feeling bad, because he finds it very comforting.
  • Shadow picking clothes for Rouge for the day, and going shopping together!
  • Shadow doing Rouge’s makeup for her whenever she’s too tired or too lazy to do it herself.
  • When they’re just sitting together in peace and Shadow falls asleep leaning on Rouge’s shoulder, so she stretches out her wing to cover him a bit and keep him warm, like a blanket!
  • When Shadow unknowingly hugs Rouge in his sleep, since it makes him feel safe!!
  • Rouge hugging Shadow tightly whenever he has a breakdown, whispering comforting words and petting him until he’s better.
  • Random games of hide-and-seek or pillow fights??? Yes!
  • Just! Shadow and Rouge living together!! And doing best friend roommate stuff!!!
  • JUST. Just aaaaaaaaAAAAAAaaaaAAA!!!! You get me??

anonymous asked:

I just had all the feels about baby Stiles, maybe two or three years old, meeting full-shifted eight-year-old Derek. And Stiles is just absolutely mesmerized by the shiny black pup with soft yellow eyes. They make friends. Stiles even sometimes naps with his head on that wolf's fuzzy belly. (cont)

And of course, as they grow up, he sometimes talks to the dog - as most pet owners do - about his day, or what he’s worried about, or how he has a huge crush on that boy Derek from across the street who’s WAY TOO COOL and would never notice him in a million years because Stiles is young and awkward and Derek is awesome and sportsy and older and did I mention awesome?


I originally planned to write a fic based on it but my brain is dead writing wise at the moment and going through my old drafts, this made me smile too much not to post. 

adore fics where Stiles doesn’t realise his friendly neighbourhood dog is actually one Derek Hale and I love even more when Stiles either hates Derek but Derek has a major crush on him or Stiles is pining hard after the cool boy at school/his hot neighbour and Derek is actually too awkward/emotionally constipated to try and snuggle with Stiles in any other way but in his wolf form. Seriously, I’d read this trope 1000 times over and never get bored. 

“He smiled at me today, Sparky.”

Oh god, why did he have to name me Sparky? Who names their dogs Sparky? It’s not even a cool loser name. 

I think I was cool?? At least, I was trying to be but then he did this thing where he tipped his sunglasses down his face and grinned and I kind of face planted the sidewalk. Fuck, I hope he didn’t see.”

I did.

And then, he came to History wearing a leather jacket. Can you believe it? It’s like he knows what leather does to me…I swear, it’s like he can read my mind sometimes.”


Kind of like last week, when I discovered I had a serious thing for guys in glasses after seeing Tyler Hoechlin in Supergirl. And then boom! He showed up to school, wearing glasses, Sparky. Oh my god, what if I have, like, mind control powers?”

How do I have a crush on you?

What if every time I develop a new fantasy, Derek feels compelled to do it? Shit. What if I end up into kinky stuff? What if he shows up to prom in handcuffs and a blindfold??

Very unlikely. Unless I work up the courage to ask you out by then and handcuffs and blindfolds are something you want to try out on prom night.

Maybe I should write him some kind of apology card. Would that be creepy?”

Probably not creepier than pretending to be a stray dog because every time I’ve tried to ask you out I forget how to talk.

Do you think I could ask him out in the card too? Like, P.S. I also think you’re really hot. Except for your bunny teeth. Which are adorable. Please consider dating me. This is Stiles, by the way.” 

Yes. Wait – adorable?

“I’m going to do it, Sparky.”


I’m going to do the deed.”


“I’ll start on the ten year plan tonight.”

Ten year WHAT? 

Schijn bedriegt pt 2

Levi walked towards the cafeteria as he tried to clean up the mess that ‘that freckled fuckface’ had made on his shirt.

He walked past other students who turned their gazes to the floor below them, trying not to piss of the bully.  “Man, this power feels amazing” he thought as he entered the room full of students.

The raven made his way to the right corner where his usual group of ‘friends’ were sitting. He knew they were only trying to befriend him to keep him from beating them up as well, and who could blame them?

They immediately made room for the small figure as they continued their conversation. He listened to their nonsense about ‘Mr. Smith having a fling with Mr. Zacharias’ as he downed his drink.

“Don’t you have something better to do than talking about our lowlife teachers?” he snapped at Annie and stared at her until she dropped her eyes to the table in front of her. There was complete silence at the table and no one dared to look at Levi, let alone open their mouths to say something.

That was until the guy who Levi had just ruined, walked in the cafeteria. He had a black eye, his clothes were all ripped and he was still clutching at his chest.

Levi knew that everyone else was aware that in fact he had done this to him, but as per usual; no one said anything about it.

The bell rang again and he made his way to his boring math class, which he was still surprisingly good at.

He sat himself down in one of the chairs and took out his stuff. The classroom was filling up slowly as if students were really trying to stretch out their lunch break.

Jaeger entered last and he made his way towards the raven, who always sat in the left corner at the back of the class.

It was like there was this unspoken rule, that whoever entered class last, that person would have to sit next to the Levi.

So Levi sighed in a way that would still radiate dominance as the brunet sat himself down next to him. He was taken aback when he saw Eren looking him straight in the eye, but he just stared back.

Silence filled up the classroom as everyone just gawked at the act in front of them. But this silence was broken as soon as Ms. Zoe entered the room with a loud “Good afternoon boys and girls!”

They broke up their staring contest and focused on the teacher in front of them. “Take out your homework please,” she said and pointed at Reiner “Can you pick up the papers for me dear, thank you”

Levi took out his homework from last night out of his bag; just because he had a reputation didn’t mean he didn’t stop thinking about his future okay.

“Eren your homework” Reiner said annoyed. “Don’t have it” the brunet whispered as he fidgeted with his empty hands.

“Tch” Levi mocked to which Eren furiously looked at him. “What” he snapped and Levi’s eyes widened.  “Damn this guy was really going for it today” he thought.

“Did you just snap at me Jaeger?” Levi wondered while quirking an eyebrow. “So what if I did” to which Jean’s “Oooh” echoed through the classroom, and they both turned their heads in his direction. “Shut it horseface” Eren yelled as he threw his eraser at Jean’s head. “Ow, the fuck Jaeger” and Levi just grinned in amusement. “This guy was becoming interesting”

pt1, pt 2 (here),  pt3, pt4, pt5, pt6, pt7 or read on AO3

Fatigue (M)

Character / Genre: Min Yoongi x reader (oc) | Smut, Fluff

Prompt: “Let me spoil you tonight, Princess.”

Summary: He has a special way to help you wipe away your fatigue after a long day. And tonight, it is all about you.

Warning: Fingering, soft Yoongi, bath tub scenes

a/n: I have so much writings piling up in my draft and this one was actually one of the oldest (lmaooo I am so lame), I wrote this in the middle of my packed deadlines but then I have been too busy and tired to re-read and edit this. Plus I ended up posting Heat which had almost the same topic *shrugs* Sorry if this is lame, it’s just a simple fantasy when I just wanted to be spoiled by my dear beloved Min Yoongi. Enjoy! 

Originally posted by vmiin

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Trouble Man

Includes: Sam x reader, Bucky Barnes, fluff

Brief Synopsis: Sam leaves Bucky’s texts unanswered to annoy him without realizing that he is also annoying you. Based on this post.

Word Count: 1k

A/N: It has been way too long since I posted a fic, but I hope you all enjoy this one! Now that it’s summer, I’ve been working on some of my drafts and hope to post more often. Thanks for reading!

Originally posted by anthonymackiesource

Sitting up in bed beside Sam, you could not seem to focus long enough to comprehend what was printed in the novel laying open and unread on your lap. You had already asked him to turn the volume down on the television, which had helped, but then his phone began to belch out a portion of his favorite track by Marvin Gaye when he received a text. Eventually, the texts became so frequent that the tone would only play for a second before starting over again, the inharmonious repetition of sound no where near as euphonic as the entire song. 

“Are you going to answer those?” you nearly growled, your words sounding more like a command than a question.

“Nope,” Sam responded, unaware of your irritated tone as he popped another piece of popcorn in his mouth. He didn’t even bother glancing your way, his eyes glued to whichever movie he was intently watching on Netflix.

“Could you at least put your phone on silent?”

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