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”
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?
THIS HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY DRAFTS FOR FAR TOO LONG.
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.
I 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.”
“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.”
These have been drafted for way too long for me to not have them
done. Buuuut I kinda wanted to get a couple long/difficult prompts out of the
way first. Here you go! It’s my first time writing Reinhardt and Roadhog oh
god oh man oh god
You drop your purse. An eyeball falls out. Then two, then nine. You hastily try to shove the eyeballs back but they are rolling away from you. They spill out of your bag; too many eyeballs to retrieve.
At some point in time your friends will eventually pull off their disguises. They are Dwayne Powers. All of them are Dwayne Powers.
Walking long distances makes you black out. You arrive at your destination with an empty stretch in your memory. How did you get there? What happened along the way? You never remember the answers.
You have a boyfriend but you’ve never seen or touched him. “He’s real. I’m sure he’s real,” you whisper to yourself. But the doubts never dissipate.
Sometimes you touch an innocuous-seeming object and you hear the distant sound of a chicken clucking. Your pockets are now filled with eggs.
You have impossibly tangible memories from the 1930s. A familiar voice echoes through your mind as you drift off to sleep. “Drop a nickel into the slot, please.” You dream in black and white.
Every morning you pick flowers until the fateful day when the bees attack.
“Please come to Massachusetts,” your friend pleads. You agree and book a flight. But the day never comes. “Soon,” you promise. “I’ll be there soon.”
Months go by. Then a year. You still haven’t been to Massachusetts.
You eat a bowl of clam chowder. You spin a wheel and the prize is a whale watching tour. You eat more clam chowder and try to remember a time when you could smell something other than fish. After your third bowl of clam chowder, you spin the wheel again but it always lands on the whale watching tour. The fog rolls in. You order another bowl of clam chowder.
Summary: He has a special way to help you wipe away your fatigue after a long day. And tonight, it is all about you.
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!
Headcanons for failed!dates for Chocobros? Like one which go way too bad way to soon. Not the first date, however! They've been with their partner for few months.
This has been sitting in my drafts for so long. I’m so sorry. Noct’s came really easily but coming up with dates for the rest of the bros was a trial.
I threw in a read more after Noct’s because this post got really, really long.
It was supposed to be a simple date. Ice cream, movies, lunch, shopping, you know.
There’s forecasted rain on the day of the date, but it hasn’t started raining yet, so Noctis and his s/o usher themselves to the ice cream parlor.
They’re out of both of their favorite flavors, but the two of them still get ice cream. Noctis is a bit pouty that he didn’t get his favorite, but eh, things could be worse.
Things do get worse. Noct’s ice cream falls out of the cone about a block away from the parlor. His s/o is laughing at him and offering some of theirs, except then their’s falls out of the cone too. “Instakarma!” Noct cries, but he’s laughing too.
The two of them are walking to the movie theatre and everything is fine, but then there’s a flash of lightning and a crack of thunder and the sky just opens up and “I thought the forecast said light showers!”
They’re are already soaked, but to prevent getting more soaked, they start running to the theatre. It seemed like a good idea until one of them trips, and there was a giant puddle ready for the both of them to fall into.
Noctis looks like a drowned cat, and his s/o wants to laugh but they’re a drowned cat too.
After that, there’s no running, and they walk to the theatre only to find that the movie they were going to see is completely sold out. For the whole day. Noctis looks increasingly frustrated.
“There’s still lunch?” his s/o suggests, and they’re headed to one of the fast food restaurants close by.
The restaurant is out of french fries. And chicken tenders. And sandwiches. “What DO you have?” They have broccoli. The restaurant has broccoli.
“This is blasphemy against the crown!” Noctis shakes his fist to the sky dramatically, then grins when he sees his s/o really struggling not to laugh at him.
The date itself was a complete disaster, but once the two of them get home, they take a hot shower together and then collapse on the couch and gorge themselves on cup noodles.
#7yearswithfx another year has passed and we’ve been through so much a first concert, a fandom name and a solo. you gave us hope, solidarity and compassion. you’ve blessed our ears with good music and shown us your kind hearts. despite your individual commitments you still try you best to meet with fans and find new ways to interact with us. Thank you for staying! f(Victoria+Luna+Krystal+Amber) = MeU, stay healthy and let’s continue for a long time together!
¡Hola! Today we’re going to talk about the Spanish verb Haber. Haber is one of the verbs that are ESSENTIAL to learn due to the usage in idiomatic expressions and compound tenses. In this post, we’ll explore the various forms of Haber and their usages.
English Definition: To have (done); to be (state of being, idiomatic)
Participio Presente: habiendo
Habiendo olvidado, no respondió al mensaje.
Having forgotten, he didn't respond to the message.
Participio Pasado: Habido
Han habido incidentes.
There had been accidents.
He hecho la comida.
I have made the food.
This tense is a very widely used due to its usage as an auxiliary verb. In perfect tenses (I have…), Haber serves as the auxiliary verb. The translation of this form to “have” is confusing for many, because it is not the same thing as tener. Tener is a transitive possessive verb meaning to have something; however, haber is used as the auxiliary verb saying this action has been completed and it is in the past.
Hubo una tormenta.
There was a storm.
Había cocinado solamente la carne cuándo él comió todo.
I had only cooked the meat when he ate everything.
Habrá tráfico hoy.
There will be traffic today.
Yo habría hecho eso si regresara.
I would have done that if he had returned.
Presente del subjuntivo:
Ojalá que haya trabajos para mí cuando salgo escuela.
I hope that there are jobs for me when I leave school.
Imperfecto del subjuntivo:
Yo estaría feliz si él hubiera hecho esto.
I would be happy if he had done this.
Las frases idiomático:
Hay que —- It is necessary to
Había una vez —- Once Upon a Time
There you go! A short explanation of this very useful verb in Spanish!