this is crap but i couldn't sleep so this is what you get

Domesticity Meme Tianshan (Future)

Who cooks normally?

Mo Guanshan, of course, that’s no secret. Even after years, He Tian is not allowed to touch a single pan in the kitchen.

How often do they fight?

Seriously? Mo Guanshan is the epitome of arguments and He Tian is Satan, there will be blood. ….fine, fine. Joke. They won’t fight that often because He Tian doesn’t want to. It’s simply unnecessary to show off his capability of brainfucking and physically overpowering someone he loves and whenever Mo Guanshan gets angry at him, He Tian manages to appease him by listening what the redhead has to say. He actually is a good listener. Mo Guanshan knows it and curses himself for forgiving the devil so easily.

What do they do when they’re away from each other?

Good question. Work? Or if they aren’t at their jobs, Mo Guanshan perhaps goes kickboxing or on a tour with his motorbike and also does the laundry and dishes and cleaning because He fucking Tian is 2 meters tall, also a male supermodel and his gorgeous smile is killing everyone who looks at him, “BUT. THAT BASTARD. CAN’T. DO. THE FUCKING HOUSEHOLD.”
He Tian is probably fucking everyone up. Don’t know how and we better not question it, Mo Guanshan asked one time and the dangerous, dirty smirk he got was enough to leave him shaking. Nope. Not doing that again.

Nicknames for each other?

Despite being cruel and evil and badass, He Tian loves the redhead more than anything else, he calls him so many cheesy nicknames, Mo Guanshan wants to constantly puke. Most of them are still from their time in middle school, it amuses He Tian to remind him of all the shit they did, although he now adds “my” to everything he says. Like “My little Mo”, “My beautiful, little redhead”, “My little Mountain…” whatever.
Mo Guanshan settles for bastard, idiot, fucker and every other insult what comes to mind. He doesn’t mean it and He Tian isn’t even going to complain because duh, he KNOWS. Always knew it.

Who is more likely to pay for dinner?

He Tian. Rich kid became rich adult. Everytime they go to the restaurant, Mo Guanshan wants to pay “for fucking once” but He Tian is not having any of that. He distracts the redhead or says that he is going to the toilet or even steals Mo Guanshan’s wallet out of his hands without the redhead even noticing and when they’re leaving, Mo Guanshan finally understands that he had been tricked. AGAIN.

Who steals the covers at night?

Mo Guanshan, He Tian is awake most of the night and when he sleeps, he is as cold as a corpse, laying on his back with crossed arms over his chest and he doesn’t move an inch. Well, after snatching away the warm blanket, one time the redhead’s guilty conscience makes him feel that traitorous that he sighs and spreads it over them both. Only to almost scream when he feels an arm pulling him to the broad, trained but freezing chest and hears the soft laughing at his ear.

“Couldn’t let me die, hm~?”
“You could warm me up properly, how about that…?”

He Tian only chuckles and buries his nose in the red hair. Mo Guanshan is glad that in the dark, Satan can’t see his bright red face.

What would they get each other for gifts?

He Tian gets the redhead everything he sets his eyes on. Really. Money doesn’t matter and Mo Guanshan tries to stop him. But since it’s He Tian we’re talking about, to no avail. A new pillow because the old one is worn off? No problem, darling, He Tian makes sure you’ll have a new one when you go to bed for the next time. One of Mo Guanshan’s favorite movies will be out in the store the next few days? He Tian will be the one who ordered it weeks ago to have it delivered before it even is officially released. One of his little Mountain’s earstuds has gone missing? Do not despair, your husband will buy you twenty new pairs.
Mo Guanshand tells him it’s ridiculous. (And secretly loves him for being such a dork, caring that much about his well-being.)
The redhead on the other hand gifts the blackhaired man preferably with cold glares, snorts and ignorance, but if he finds something that He Tian would like, he doesn’t hesitate to gather his savings to buy it for him. Rather difficult because this guy already has everything. He Tian tells him he doesn’t have to, but Mo Guanshan insists and “If you don’t accept this proof of my debatable love for you shithead, I’ll beat you up with it, just so you know. Now shut the fuck up and kiss me, damn it.”

Who remembers things?

Both. He Tian is by far more unforgiving than the devil himself if it’s something he really despises. Also he likes to bring up old stories and embarrass the living crap out of his Mountain. For doing house-related stuff, his brain is useless.
Mo Guanshan also has developed a sharp mind, but he rather does not talk about the past. Too annoying and if He Tian doesn’t stop telling everyone how they became a couple, he will go berserk. Otherwise, he never forgets a single thing when he’s out for grocery shopping.

Who cusses more?

Mo Guanshan, 100%. Still a foul mouth.

What would they do if the other one was hurt? (Scenario after a fight)

If it’s Mo Guanshan who is physically hurt and you are the cause for it, you better RUN. Or jump off a building. Because He Tian is going to hunt you down with fire and steel after he made sure that the redhead is safe. And he WILL find you, wherever you are. You would be well advised if you already dig your own grave.
He Tian is a person who is never physically hurt. Or pretends it. Mo Guanshan knows him well enough to know when he lies and after receiving a good verbal scolding, He Tian’s going to be treated like gold. Getting his wounds cleaned and bandaged with utmost care and after the redhead is done, Mo Guanshan would bed him on the mattress, tell him that he will be back in a while and is about to leave, when He Tian grabs his wrist.
“You will not search for him, Mountain. The matter is settled and I want you here. Stay.”

Who kissed who first?

He Tian kissed Mo Guanshan in middle school. (That’s canon.)
Mo Guanshan still hits his husband when he thinks about it.

Who made the first move?

Also He Tian, because if there’s something -or in this case, someone- he wants, he gets it/them.

Who started the relationship?

I’d like to imagine it’s Mo Guanshan. He Tian confesses his true feelings and Mo Guanshan first doesn’t believe shit he says, but after a night full of thinking and growling and hitting his bed sheets and realizations, he can’t deny anymore that he also loves this bastard and more, wants him by his side. Wants his presence all around him, wants him to hold him. The next day, he walks up to the blackhaired man, slams his palm against his chest and tells him straight-forward that he probably shouldn’t tell him, but he wants him by his side. Wants to be with him. Mo Guanshan is red as a lobster, and He Tian just stares at him in disbelief, after all, he didn’t dare to imagine in his wildest dreams that the redhead would ever like him enough to stay. Wordlessly, he grabs the redhaired man’s cheeks, very gently, and after a short moment and a deep gaze into his eyes, he kisses him. This time, he had seen it in his face that Mo Guanshan trusted him and his lips pull into a content, honest smile at the other’s warm, soft ones, when he feels him kissing back.
Nothing could ever ruin this moment and they both realize that that’s what they longed for all the time. Would live for, from now on and the thought makes Mo Guanshan smile, too.

Cuddles are the best remedy

Words: 691

Genre: Fluff (that’s all I know how to write apparently)

Warnings: Dan swears a bit, but what’s new

Description: Dan wakes up feeling unwell, and it’s way too early for him to deal with this

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Rain pattered against the roof, thunder rumbling softly in the distance as the storm passed. Warm and cozy in bed, snuggled up with her blanket and against her boyfriend, Alya was at peace.

She was just beginning to drift off when Adrien spoke.



“Do you love me?”

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anonymous asked:

I have something personal to request. I just quit my job. It was just retail but I asked for part time and told them clearly hours I could and couldn't work. They were overworking me and I just couldn't handle it. The place was disorganized, chaotic, and Management clearly hadn't paid attention. I couldn't stand it anymore. Not even for a 2 weeks notice. But I still feel really bad about just quitting. Can I get US Pap, UT Undyne, SF Pap, and UT Pap being supportive and helping me cope, please?

I hope things go well for you Anon! There will be other opportunities for you :) 

Underswap Papyrus 

Stretch knows what you’ve been going through since you’ve been coming high strung and completely stressed out. He’s always been there to help you relax and take a breather. When you told him that you just quit your job, he’s secretly relieved that you don’t have to come home tired anymore, but he tries to be as empathetic as he can. He has you sit on the couch and puts on a cute Disney movie for you to watch, while he makes you a warm cup of tea and some food. Stretch makes sure that you eat, then spends the entire movie cuddling with you without saying anything. Once the movie is over, he suggests that you both go to bed and in the morning, you two can celebrate that you quit your nightmare job than feel guilty over it. After your one day break, Stretch will go with you to find a new job, one that you will like this time. 

Undertale Undyne

Undyne has been noticing that you’ve been stressed out at your job, but she believes that you can handle it. She does help you destress by taking you with her on jogs or training, but after seeing that it only makes you more exhausted, she teaches you how to cook instead. To her, cooking is very therapeutic and cathartic, so she’s hoping that it can be that way for you too. When you told her that you quit, she’s instantly angry, not at you, but at the management. She takes you and stomps to the store and yells at the manager in front of the customers for mistreating you and running the store like crap. Then she picks you up and carries you over her shoulder, still yelling about how they don’t deserve a wonderful employee like you. While you’re unemployed, Undyne showers you with extra affection and gives you a temporary job with her while you find somewhere else to show off your talents. 

Swapfell Papyrus

After hearing you quit your job, he picks you up and draws you a nice, warm bath. Without taking off your clothes, he’ll help you in and just massage you, scrub your hair, wash your back for you. He finds this routine intimate and the presence of water makes it easier for you to cry and let it all out. He doesn’t shush you as you cry, he’s just touching your body, nonsexually, to let you know that he is there for you. After your bath, he puts you to bed and as you sleep, he writes a constructive and critical email to the head of the company to let them know of your mistreatment. You rest for a few weeks and with Rus’s help, he helps you find a new job. 

Undertale Papyrus

When you tell him that you quit your job, he doesn’t give you one second to feel guilty. Instead, he lists off the positive aspects of quitting, like how you won’t come home utterly exhausted anymore, you don’t have to deal with the management’s crap anymore, you have an opportunity to find a new job that you love, and you can rest for a while. He encourages you to find a new job right away to forget about your old one, but he understands you need to rest and refresh yourself before you do. He’ll gladly support you in everything that you do and will look over your resume and even hand them out to people with your permission. His boundless optimism keeps you from feeling down and he reminds you that every day is a new start. 

berrystartrekkingwithsuperlock  asked:

Thanks for the link, I'm on my iPad so couldn't see the rules! Ok, so the crew are on shore leave and Jim takes Bones to an alpine cabin (maybe just as friends for now - both can be pining). Storm hits and they can't contact anyone, just as Bones falls sick. So Jim has to look after him until they can be rescued. Basically some sick Bones, concerned/caring Jim and a happy, McKirky ending ☺️ you can alter any aspect of my prompt, these are my main requirements 😉 Thanks!

  • “What are we doing here?” Bones asks, dropping his bag on the hard wooden floor. “Look,” Jim says, dropping his bag right next to Bones’, “you diagnosed me with stress-” “I never did that,” Bones replies. “- and I know you are. So I just thought: weekend away, just the two of us. We can go hiking tomorrow, there’s a BBQ here, and a big TV in the living. We’ll watch the game at night, and… did I mention the hot tub?” “You had me at hot tub,” Bones says, and Jim snorts. “That was literally the end of my sentence.” “Okay,” Bones says, “but I’m taking the bedroom.” Jim watches Bones’ backside as he walks away. “Wait,” Jim says, “there’s only one bedroom?”
  • The first night they’re there, the weather is fantastic. It’s chilly, yeah. But the hot tub makes up for that. They sit together, drink beer in the warm water. At night, they watch a game on TV while enjoying toast and soup Jim brought along from the small shop a few miles away. But Bones starts falling asleep on the couch after at least four beers and a movie’s on. It’s honestly among the best things Jim has ever seen. “You know,” Jim says, hand on Bones’ leg, “we can always continue this party in the bedroom.” He does that extremely over the top wink, and Bones laughs. “G'night, Jim.”
  • It’s grey and eerily quiet when Jim wakes up. His plans are to have a quiet breakfast, go for a long hike. They can even go hunting and fishing, and have a BBQ on the porch at night. Honestly, that sounds pretty great. As long as there’s another night of Bones stripping to get into the hot tub, Jim’s all for it.
  • But they never actually get very far. When Bones wakes up for breakfast, he looks pale and he has very little apetite. Not just that, it starts snowing. Which is incredible at first, because growing up in a world of climate change, Georgia is mostly warm and sunny all year around. Jim finds out, to his amazement, that Bones has never actually experienced snow before. So they go outside, Bones forgets about feeling a bit sick for a while. And he looks so good, dressed in that warm comfortable jacket, snowflakes sticking to his hair. They walk down to the lake. Fishing isn’t so bad before the water’s frozen over. But the snow continues falling, and the wind is cold. Bones pretends to be fine, and -fuck, he looks handsome- but Jim can tell he’s not feeling himself. And the walk back is terrible; a full on snow storm hits them and they make it back to the house both feeling thoroughly cold. “I’m gonna take a shower,” Bones says, and Jim grins. “Want me to join?” he asks. Bones rolls his eyes at that. He doesn’t technically say no, but Jim decides not to follow him after all.
  • Things get considerably worse quick; Bones gets a full on flu. At night, Jim hears him cough and groan, but at least it’s over tomorrow. They can go back home.
  • Or not, because their comms are down because of the storm. For some reason, no one is reacting to any of their messages, it’s just static. Bones is getting progressively more sick, too. He doesn’t really eat any solid food - which is okay, because the most they have is canned crap from back when they could still make it to the local shop. Now, though, the snow is thick and there’s just no way. Jim suggests, though, but Bones shakes his head. “Are you crazy?” he asks, “you might get lost in the snow and freeze to death. I don’t want to be stuck here by myself.” “Aw, you’d miss me too much?” Jim grins, nudging his elbow. Bones’ skin feels hot and Jim reaches out, pressing a hand on Bones’ forehead. “You playin’ doctor now?” Bones asks, tilting his head to the side, and ignoring Jim’s worried frown. “You’re sick.” “No shit,” Bones says, “who brought me to this place?” “This place is fine!” Jim counters, “I don’t control the weather.” Bones huffs, quietly turning towards the TV. He falls asleep pretty soon after, and Jim pulls him in closer when he feels the other shiver.
  • Jim did bring some chicken, so he makes chicken soup to the best of his abilities. It’s quite salty, but that seems to make Bones feel a little better. Even if just for a little while.
  • A day after they were supposed to leave, they’re still there. It’s infuriating, and now Jim starts feeling sick, too. Not as bad as Bones, honestly, but definitely a cold. So Jim curls up next to Bones on the couch, both covered under a bunch of blankets. “I hate you,” Bones mutters under his breath, and Jim smiles faintly. “This wasn’t supposed to be so bad,” Jim says, and Bones huffs. “That sounds like your life’s motto.”
  • It takes another two days before Uhura gets through to them on their communicator. “Jim? Captain, are you there?” Jim wakes up to the sound of his communicator, pressed closely against Bones’ chest while both of them sleep under a pile of blankets. “Uhura,” Jim says, voice sore as he speaks. “James,” Uhura says, sighing in relief, “where are you two? We were scheduled to leave Earth two days ago! Please don’t tell me your stupid plan to seduce Bones worked so well you forgot to leave.” “We’re stuck,” Jim says, sitting up straight and hushing her quiet, “can you beam us out?”
  • They make it back to the Enterprise finally, and Bones gives both of them a flu shot immediately. Almost instantly, Jim feels better. Still a vague headache, but Jim feels the flu eb away quick enough. “So,” Bones says, “I heard that.” “Heard what?” “Uhura was talking about your elaborate plan to seduce me.” “Ah,” Jim replies, throwing him a small grin and he rubs the back of his neck, “yeah, about that-” “You organized a weekend away to a quiet cabin to seduce me.” “Okay, don’t call it that,” Jim warns him, “it was supposed to be just a friendly weekend away, okay? And if something happened, great. Fantastic. But that wasn’t, I swear, that wasn’t the–” He’s shut up when Bones leans in, kisses him and pressing him back against the bio bed. Jim’s hands find their way around his shoulders, and he kisses him back. His skin is still a little hot, but Jim feels instantly better. Bones looks better, too, when he pulls away. “That’s the most romantic thing someone’s ever done for a friend,” Bones says, and Jim smiles. “You’ve always been more than just a friend to me.”
Surprise :)

Request: You ask me for a prompt so I like one with Kian Who comes back from tour and surprise me! My name is Hélèna :) ♥

Warnings: none :)

authors note: I really enjoyed writing this. Please send requests.

*Beep beep* I groaned at my alarm clock knowing it was time for work.I rolled over to  grab my phone, only to find a little well not so little anymore, Hazel laying next to me in Kian’s spot.I couldn’t help but giggle. I really didn’t know who missed Kian more her or me.

“Morning Hazey” I laughed, causing her to jump on me.After a quick play, I finally grabbed my phone.I sighed at no text from Kian.I really missed him, it had been 59 days since he left for tour.I was so proud that the tour before tour  had gone so well. So well, in fact, they were doing a world tour.I couldn’t have been prouder of Kian, he worked so hard for everything.It took one look to see how much both him and JC loved their fans and how much they loved them. I wouldn’t see Kian for another 32 days and it killed me not seeing him every day.I had never felt this way for someone before.I loved king with every ounce of my body.

I shook myself from my thoughts and started to get ready.I had to leave for work around 8 and it was already 7:30. I quickly threw on my clothes and a bit of basic make-up.I loved my job it took my mind off missing kian. I worked with children around 2 years of age and I couldn't ask for a better job.The day always went quick and before I knew it, it was lunch.

I quickly pulled out my phone to check for a message from kian, but there wasn’t any.I couldn’t help but frown at my phone.

“No message from Kian”My co-worker and also my best friend Heather asked.I shook my head.

“I know that they’re time zones and crap, but normally he would have messaged me by now”I started to get a little worried, it wasn’t like Kian not to have texted me by now.Normally I would get a quick text just saying the show went great.He knew I was a worrier. It was hard not to worry when you was in a relationship with kian.I never worried about him being unfaithful that was never an issue.I worried about him getting injured him and JC were always getting up to no good.I was really surprised that none of that had been really badly injured by now.

“Hélèna Listen to me okay everything will be okay he probably just gone straight to sleep you know what kian is like”She reassured me putting an arm around my neck.I nodded knowing she was right I was just worrying over nothing.

“Hélèna” My boss Kate shouted. Oh great I thought I never really got on with Kate she was a bit of a bitch, to be honest, we had different opinions on how things should run but she was the boss so I had to bite my lip most of the time.

“In here,”I said not bothering to get up.I couldn’t be doing with her crap today I too busy thinking about kian.

“Here,” She said coming in almost throwing a box at me.

“What is it?”I questioned expecting it to be some sort of paperwork she wanted me to do as she was too lazy.

“Why should I know it just came”And with that she left.I just gave Heather a questioning look to wich she shrugged her shoulders.

“Open it then”She was almost as excited as I was.I opened the box to find a note which read……

Hélèna, missing you like crazy I know you haven’t been sleeping too well so hope this helps :)

Love Ki xxx

ps. Hoped this pissed Kate off

Tears started to fill in  my eyes.A huge smile growing on my face.I passed Heather the note I could tell she was excited to see what it said.

“AWWWWWWWWWW that’s so sweet what is it,”She asked with a huge smile on her face.I reached inside of the box pulling out Kian’s favorite shirt. I pulled it close to me.It smelt just like him.I sat there for the rest of lunch just hugging his shirt.

The rest of the day went really quick before I knew it, it was already 6 pm.On the way home I ordered a pizza.I really couldn’t be bothered to cook tonight.I walked in and amenity greeted by Hazel and wishbone. I had a quick shower and put on the top Kian had sent me along with a fresh pair of sweat pants and put my hair up in a quick ponytail. 

About 7 I finally heard a knock on the door. I was the way to excited for pizza.I quickly pulled open to the door.I was shocked at what was at the door. It wasn’t my pizza but something better.It was kian.

“KIAN” I yelled tears started  streaming down my face.I had really missed him.He didn't say a word just pulled me into him hard.I felt safe I always felt safe in his arms.

“Hey hey, Hélèna look at me why you crying”He pulled always his hands cupped my face.

“I missed you so much” I managed to say through tears.Kian let out a small laugh and attached his lips to mine causing me to smile into the kiss.I heard a someone cough causing us to pull away from each other.

“PIZZA” I yelled quickly giving the guy the money and taking my food.Kian laughed at my excitement.

“God I’ve missed you,”He said walking inside my hand in his.Hazel came running over.

“I think someone missed you”I laughed.

To the seven: Which minor god would you swap for a major god?
  • Hazel: Come on, Hecate should so be a major God!!
  • Frank: She's very passionate about this subject
  • Hazel: She literally has magic, is that not much cooler than starting wars?
  • Mars/Ares: Hey!
  • Hazel: or wine?
  • Bacchus/Dionysus: That's fair
  • Hazel: See!
  • Frank: But who would you swap?
  • Hazel: Ceres because she always tries to give me cereal
  • Ceres/Demeter: It's good for you
  • Hazel: I already eat Cheerios
  • Frank: Okay, calm down
  • Hazel: I AM CALM
  • Leo: Yeah, Frank, she is calm jeez
  • Frank: Zip it, Valdez
  • Leo: Just sayin'
  • Percy: Hazel can get angry?
  • Piper: Did not expect that
  • Leo: Anyway moving on. I think Iris should switch places with Little Miss Sunshine aka Apollo
  • Apollo: Dude, I'm way cooler than Rainbow girl
  • Iris: Uh-uh, I have better cupcakes
  • Apollo: Gurl, I'm a poet
  • Iris: You couldn't make a decent poem if you had a rhyming dictionary in front of you
  • Artemis: Ooooooooh
  • Apollo: You can't have a rainbow without sunshine
  • Iris: And...
  • Apollo: You'd be useless without me
  • Iris: Helios was the better sun god
  • Apollo: Not true, I'm way cooler than that douche
  • Iris: You keep telling yourself that
  • Apollo: See what you caused?!
  • Leo: #noregrets Helios was better
  • Apollo: Fine, your summer is gonna be crap from now on
  • Percy: The weather is always good at CHB
  • Apollo: And who do you think helps maintain that?
  • Percy: Hello, son of Poseidon. Rain is water and water is my turf
  • Apollo: *grumbling* I preferred Greece
  • Percy: *stick tongue out* I think Hestia should be a major God again and swap with Dionysus who caN'T EVEN LEARN PEOPLE'S NAMES
  • Dionysus: I know your name, it's Peter
  • Percy: See what I mean?
  • Dionysus: Patrick? Piers?
  • Percy: It's Percy, P-E-C- forget it I can't spell, it's Percy!!
  • Dionysus: That's what I said, Pierce
  • Annabeth: He's just messing with you, Seaweed Brain
  • Dionysus: See, Annabelle gets it
  • Annabeth: Don't push it. I think Nemesis should be more important, someone has to keep the balance - way more important than Hera
  • Hera: How dare you, my job is much more important!!
  • Annabeth: Oh, go back to you cows
  • Hera: Don't make me throw their waste at you again!!
  • Annabeth: Try it, see what happens
  • Jason: Okay, as much as I'd enjoy to see Hera get her ass kicked we need to calm it
  • Hera: She started it
  • Jason: I find that hard to believe with your reputation
  • Hera: What's that supposed to mean?
  • Jason: Nothing nothing
  • Jupiter/Zeus: Jason
  • Jason: What, I've not said anything
  • Jupiter/Zeus: Just make sure you don't
  • Jason: Fine, whatever. I think Fortuna and Mercury should swap. I mean good luck vs a mailman - it's a no-brainer
  • Mercury/Hermes: That's not my only job
  • Jason: Oh, yeah! I forgot the thief bit, Lord knows we need more thieves
  • Mercury/Hermes: Your next birthday presents may just get lost in the mail
  • Piper: I've never really thought about it. I suppose Harmonia because we all need a little Harmony. And I think she should replace Ares because who needs wars?
  • Mars/Ares: Wars aren't always a bad thing punk
  • Piper: How is war not bad
  • Athena: Without war think of all the dictators who would have power
  • Piper: I suppose
  • Frank: I think she means all the people who die...
  • Piper: Yeah...
  • Annabeth: Frank, you haven't answered
  • Frank: Hmm
  • Piper: Oh yeah
  • Frank: Well, I think everyone likes to sleep so I think Hypnos should have a higher status
  • Hypnos: *yawns* did someone say my name?
  • Frank: Yeah, I think you should be a major God
  • Hypnos: Too much work, I'd rather sleep
  • Frank: Meh, I still think you should be. I'd swap you with Hera tbh because everyone says she's mean
  • Hera: It was Annabeth wasn't it? I knew she talked about me behind my back
  • Annabeth: Oh yeah, that's right blame me straight away
  • Hera: It's an educated guess
  • Annabeth: Educated, you?
  • Percy: Okay okay, don't start another war
  • Hera: It was her
  • Percy: We were literally here whilst it happened, it was you
  • Hera: N-
  • Percy: Not bothered, just leave it
  • Annabeth: *sticks tongue out*
Heathers the musical - Sentence Starters
  • I believe I'm a good person.
  • This ain't no high school, this is the thunderdome.
  • I know life can be beautiful.
  • Things will get better as soon as I get my letter from Harvard, Duke, or Brown.
  • You're on jiffy pop detail.
  • You're a high school has bin waiting to happen.
  • They are solid Teflon.
  • Grow up, bulimia is so '87.
  • I crave a boon.
  • Shut up Heather!
  • If I took a meat cleaver down the center of your skull, I'd have matching halves.
  • You've come so far, why now are you pulling on my dick?
  • Honey whatcha waiting for?
  • Welcome to my candy store.
  • Maybe sesame street is on.
  • Why, when you see guys fight, does it look so horrible but feel so right?
  • Could you face the crowd,?
  • Could you be seen with me and still act proud?
  • I would fight for you, if you would fight for me.
  • You can set my broken bones and I know CPR.
  • Woah, you can punch real good.
  • You've lasted longer than I though you would.
  • If some night you're free, wanna fight for me?
  • My dad keeps to suitcases packed in the den.
  • It seems every time I'm about to despair, there's a 7/11 right there.
  • Freeze your brain.
  • Does your mommy know you eat all that crap?
  • I learned to cook pasta, learned to pay rent, learned the world doesn't owe you a cent.
  • When the voice in your head says you're better off dead, don't open a vein, just freeze your brain.
  • It's time for big fun.
  • So it's salt, then lime, then shot.
  • You need a jello shot!
  • The demon queen of high school has decreed it.
  • Monday 8 am I will be deleted.
  • 30 hours to live, how shall I spend them?
  • I could change my name and ride up to Seattle.
  • I'm a dead girl walking.
  • See I've decided I must ride you til I break you.
  • You're my last meal on death row.
  • I'm hot and pissed and on the pill.
  • So the world's unfair, keep it locked out there.
  • No sleep tonight for you, better chug that Mountain Dew.
  • I learned to kiss boys with my tongue.
  • It weighed like a concrete prom queen crown.
  • No one sees the me inside of me.
  • Jesus, you're making me sound like Air Supply.
  • They couldn't see past my rock star mystique.
  • Maybe I can help the world by leaving.
  • She didn't mean to be a snatch.
  • I'm bigger than John Lennon.
  • She's the horse I never got for Christmas.
  • You've got a left hand, use it.
  • You make my balls so blue, they're hanging sadly.
  • They made you cry, but that will end tonight.
  • You're the only thing that's right about this broken world.
  • Our love is god.
  • Free pussy, and we don't even have to buy it a pizza.
  • We can start and finish wars.
  • We're what killed the dinosaurs.
  • They died because god said they must.
  • I worship you.
  • I'd trade my life for yours.
  • So lets go hunt some jocks.
  • What the fuck have you done?
  • I love my dead gay son.
  • We don't choose who lives or dies.
  • Lets me normal, see bad movies, sneak a beer, and watch tv.
  • Can't we be seventeen?
  • Don't stop looking in my eyes.
  • I wanna be with you tonight.
  • Yeah we're damaged, badly damaged but your love's too good to lose.
  • You're the one I choose.
  • Shine a light.
  • Let in sunlight and your pain will disappear.
  • In the sixties, love was free. That did not work out well for me.
  • Cold, clammy, and crowded. The people smell desperate.
  • Everyone's pushing, everyone's fighting.
  • If I say the wrong thing or wear the wrong outfit, they'll throw me over the sides.
  • Still, the weakest must go.
  • Stupid childproof caps!
  • You don't deserve to live.
  • You whine all night.
  • At naptime, once we shared a mat.
  • I watched him dream for nearly half an hour.
  • Then he woke up.
  • My kindergarten boyfriend and I...and a horse with wings.
  • Certain boys are just for kindergarten, certain girls are meant to be alone.
  • Just another geek trying to imitate the popular people and failing miserably.
  • Still, you've earned that red scrunchie.
  • I've experienced everything you're going through right now.
  • You don't know what my world looks like.
  • Sorry for coming in through the window, dreadful etiquette I know.
  • You chucked me out like I was trash, for that you should be dead.
  • One, two –– fuck it!
  • Please don't leave me alone.
  • You were all I could trust.
  • I wanted someone strong who could protect me.
  • I let his anger fester and infect me.
  • No one here deserves to die.
  • It's one more dance and then farewell.
  • This little thing? I'd hardly call it a bomb.
  • I wish your mom had been a little stronger.
  • I wish your dad were good.
  • I wish we'd met before they convinced you life was war.
  • I am damaged, far too damaged, but you're not beyond repair.
  • Please stand back now...little further.
  • Hope you miss me, wish you'd kissed me.
  • Say hi to God.
  • You look like hell.
  • War is over, brand new sheriff's come to town.
  • My date for the pep rally kind of off.
  • Are there any happy endings?
  • We can be seventeen.
  • If no one loves me now, someday someone will.
  • One day we'll change the world, but lets kick back tonight.

prince-hanamakin  asked:

;;; I just skimmed through a Zen angst while having my presentation slides done and now it's heavily affecting me n wow i feel down;; could u make RFA and MC's angsty fluff where both of them try to make up for a heavy fight they just had?

I decided to do scenarios for this one cause I was in a serious writing mood and I love angst with potentially happy endings! Also I’m so sorry that this took so long, it got out of hand and my school life has been hell on earth lately. Under cut cause this is so damn long.

- Aisia <3

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Going, Going ... Gone (pt 4)

Scout explains to Hancock what’s really been going on with him and then they cuddle~


Hancock woke up to someone placing sleepy kisses on the back of his neck, so he pretty much figured he was dead. Except that didn’t make sense, because there was no way he got into an afterlife that felt so much like heaven. The sleepy kisses stopped with a small huff of warm air against his skin, then a chin resting on top of his head as the arm slung across his waist tightened. Who the hell was spooning him? Almost definitely not a mole rat. He looked down at the hand holding onto him with bleary eyes. Golden wedding ring. Scout never wore their ring in his dreams, which meant that this was real, which also meant—

He jerked out of Scout’s grip, scrambling to get as far away from his friend as he could. The Sole woke up with a start, already reaching for him again before their eyes had even fully opened. Hancock pressed himself back against the far wall and tried to yell for Fahrenheit, but his mouth was too dry, and all that came out was an unintelligible croak.

“Hey, Hancock.” Scout sat up and spoke softly, like he was a frightened animal. “It’s all right.”

“Feral,” he gasped out.

“No, you’re not,” Scout immediately replied. “Ghouls don’t just turn feral, you know that.”

“Went feral,” Hancock insisted. “I—I killed …”

Scout instinctively reached for him again, to draw him close and make it all better, and he flinched back against the wall. They dropped their hand and clenched their jaw for a moment before they spoke.

“You didn’t kill that woman,” they said. “Nick scanned the bite marks on her and compared them to your dental records.”

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“Dean what are you saying?” Your voice broke midway as the tears kept flowing down your face. Your eyes were burning from the salty liquid pooling in your eyes and streaming down your sore face.

“I’m sorry Y/N… I promised Sammy I’d quit the life” Dean avoided your eyes and he faced his back towards you.

“Quit the life with me then! Your best friend and girlfriend of 4 fucking years Dean.”He violently shook his head, not listening to what you were saying.

“You’re leaving me for her.” You stated instead of questioning since you knew the answer.

“I’m sorr- DONT FUCKING SAY YOU’RE SORRY DEAN! say you’re joking please. Say this was some sort of sick joke… don’t say goodbye” You fell on your knees while Dean stayed quiet with his duffel in his hand.

“Maybe we were always meant to say goodbye, Y/N” He slightly whispered causing your heart to pull apart into two. He walked out the door taking every trace of warmth with him leaving you in the darkness of the cold motel room you two once shared.


“Mark no don’t do this to me, i gotta work in 20 minutes” You looked over at the time seeing the blaring red light reading 5:30 am. Your boyfriend moaned into your ear seductively which made you weak to your knees.

“Youre so sexy when you play hard to get” You playfully whined and kissed him quickly on the lips before you got up and changed into your outfit. After Dean left, you were lost beyond words so you packed up and moved to the furthest place away from him. You couldn’t stay there without having a panic attack every 20 minutes so, thanks to the skills you picked up along hunting you made a quick and believably impressive resume which landed you a quick office job. 

That’s also where you met your other half, Mark. He was an intern working part time and he crashed into your car. You remembered how embarrassed he was for it but you were totally fine with it since he was drop dead gorgeous. After the incident he took you out for coffee and got your number, after that you two became inseparable. He quit being an intern and he actually became your boss, which you found incredibly sexy.

“You’re boss sounds like a d-bag” You giggled as you changed into a pencil skirt and a white blouse. He laid on your bed with his hand behind his head watching you get changed. He looked at your tattoo and he realised he never asked any questions about it.

“Hey babe I never asked you, what’s with the star tattoo?” You looked at your hipbone where your anti-possession tattoo was placed. You stroked over your skin remembering how Dean was with you that day getting your tattoo.

“Remember the guy I told you about?” You walked into your bathroom as you started to apply makeup. You heard Mark get up from the bed and he walked into the bathroom behind you, he put his strong arms around your waist and kissed your temple.

“Dean right? Wait didn’t you call him Dick Dean or something?” You chuckled while you applied your foundation.

“Yeh Dick Dean, he kind of like wanted to get matching tattoo’s.” You didn’t know what to say, you couldn’t just reply with “Oh it’s so Demon’s won’t blow smoke up my ass” so you twisted the truth, slightly.

“Oh damn… that’s weird.” Mark kissed your forehead while you nodded in agreement. Truthfully, you didn’t feel the pain anymore. Dean was just a man you loved who also broke your heart but you couldn’t care less now. You fell for Mark, you fell for how he didn’t drink himself to sleep every night or how he didn’t leave you when problems arose. He stuck by you through every single issue you went through and you loved that about him.

“By the way babe, you realise you don’t need make up, right? Literally your bare face makes my heart explode.” Another thing you loved about him, he always knew what to say.

You and Mark pulled up to the office and you saw police cars parked in the lot. You exited the car with your hand in Marks and walked towards the crime scene. You hadn’t seen a dead body in years and you were slightly scared, Mark saw your frightened behaviour and he pulled you into his side protectively.

“Excuse me sir, ma'am you can’t be here” Mark looked at the officer as he noticed two tall men in suits huddled over a dead body.

“It’s okay, I own the building” The police officer nodded and let you two walk towards the police tape. You didn’t notice the two feds as your vision was concentrated on the mangled body far ahead. You saw the name tag that was scattered near your foot and you gasped turning into Mark.

“Oh my god, it’s Grace” Mark held you tightly shielding you from your violently dead friend. Mark saw the two feds straighten up and turn around. He saw the shorter one’s face drop and you turned towards the scene one more time.

“Y/N?” You looked up and saw Sam and Dean. Of course this wasn’t a natural death, of course the Winchesters were involved and of course they found you. Marks grip on you became tighter and you wiped away the tears from your eyes.

“Moosepuppy?” Sam rushed over to you and he ripped off the police tape. You left Marks grip and hugged your best friend

.“Holy crap Y/N… where have you been? I missed you so god damn much! I even tried to call you!” You didn’t reply as you smiled at your best friend, the last time you saw him he jumped into a cage with Lucifer and Michael. You looked behind to Mark and told him to come over.

“Mark this is Sam, my best friend. Sam this is Mark, my boyfriend. I changed my phone number, sorry.” Sam questioningly smiled and shook Mark’s extended hand. Sam didn’t know how to react around Mark so he focused his attention back to you.

“Jeez what are you wearing? Please tell me you don’t work in an office?” You laughed at your friend and squeezed Marks hand around you and nodded.

Meanwhile Dean stood by the ambulance watching and observing you. He noticed how your face had barely any makeup and you still looked flawless. He noticed the twinkle in your eyes when you spoke. He noticed how beautiful your glow surrounding you was. He noticed how happy you were in the arms of another man. What Dean noticed the most was how much he regretted leaving you.

When Sam came back soulless the first thing he wanted to do was come find you but Sam said he didn’t want to drag you back in, which meant he didn’t want to be slowed down since he was a soulless jerk. Though when Sam got his soul back the first thing he wanted to do was come find you but Dean didn’t want to face you after what he did, he regretted walking out on you so much. He hated himself for that, Dean may had lost his brother that night but you lost your bestfriends and your boyfriend. Dean realised that way too late and maybe he thought he could redeem himself, so he swallowed the nervousness and walked towards the three of you.

You saw Dean walking behind Sam and your heart plummeted into your stomach. He looked the same but worse. You could tell he was drinking himself to death yet again and your heart ached for him. Not because of him but for him, you hated seeing such a wonderful man go to waste but there was nothing you could do, he proved that when he walked out on you.

“Dean” You breathed out as he nervously smiled at you. Mark looked between the two of you and he kissed the side of your forehead understanding you needed time. You looked at your loving boyfriend who smiled at you, trusting you with his heart.

“So Sam do you need me to sign any papers? I own the building so you need a signature?” Sam understood what Mark was getting at and took him away from the two of you. Dean stared at the ground before looking back up at you. The sun was now behind you which made your Y/H/C look luscious and breath-taking as ever.

“Hey Dean, or Agent something. Still a fake fed?” He smiled and nodded looking back at the body.

“Yeah, so I see the apple pie life treated you well. So Mr. Hot Shot owns the building?” You chuckled at his failed attempt to make a normal conversation.

“Mr. Hot shot’s name is Mark. I met him after you left me for another women, remember that?” Honestly you couldn’t care less about the past but seeing Dean squirm made you feel guilty. He did owe it to his brother but Sam said “quit the life” not quit you.

“Y/N… I’m so sorry… After Sam came back I wanted to find you but I couldn't” You understood, but that still didn’t make up for the sleepless nights.

“I hate my self so much.. I’m so sorry. If I could i’d take it all back” There was an uncomfortable silence as you stared into his beautiful mesmerizing apple green eyes, he walked towards you and you backed away.

“Come back with us, leave this boring job, this boring life, leave Mr. Hot Shot… Come back for me” He whispered and your jaw dropped slightly in shock.

“You know what… for a year I hoped you’d come crawling begging for my forgiveness and I dreamt about you asking that question so many times” Dean smiled hopefully.

“But seriously Dean, shove that apology where the sun don’t shine. Screw you, ‘Mr Hot Shot’ has never abandoned me ever, and he’s seen me at my absolute worst yet he still decided to stay. Which you failed at doing several fucking times. Thank you for leaving me… seriously. You leaving me lead me to Mark which lead me to happiness. I’m so happy Sam’s back, I am but I can’t leave this life. This job isn’t boring, I don’t get jumped by a werewolf every time I go to work or a witch doesn’t try to make me puke my insides out. Mark loves me for me and you never did. Because if you truly loved me then right now we’d be in some small diner eating pie while Sam complains. Oh and Mark does the dishes and he cooks ” Dean kept his head down while Sam and Mark walked back over. You didn’t notice them and Dean didn’t either.

“We were always meant to say goodbye, Dean.” His heart shattered at his own words being spat back at his face. He was about to speak up but stopped when you turned around and saw Mark with a wide smile and Sam with a sad one. You walked up to your best friend and hugged him one last time.

“This is my number, call me whenever you want okay Moosepuppy” You handed him the card and kissed his cheek. Mark squeezed your hand before he went over to talk to Dean shaking his hand, introducing himself.

“No ones called me that in a long time Y/N… I miss you. Take care okay, i love you. You sure you don’t want to come back with us? We have a batcave now!” Sam hugged you one last time and he handed you a paper that had the coordinates of the so called batcave.

“I’ll take a rain check” You smiled at Sam while Mark walked back over to you. Sam hugged you once more before leaving, you turned around walking back to the car hand in hand. Dean turned around and avoided the further heartbreak he deserved.

“What’d you say to Dean?” Mark smirked to himself.

“Eh nothing much, just Hi, you’re a fucking idiot for letting you out of his sight and that matching tattoo’s are weird” You broke out laughing and you slightly felt bad but you couldnt care less.

“I love you, you know that right?” You questioned as you sat in your car with Mark closing your door, like the typical gentleman he was.

“I know, and I love you too. By the way you said my cooking was horrible” You giggled and pecked him on the lips.

“That was once and it’s not that bad” He chuckled and started the engine. You two drove off with his hand caressing yours and your past in the rear-view mirror.



We already know that in “Still” Daryl talks about his past (before the ZA) and shares a slight glimpse of his relationship with Merle - Little Brother followed Big Brother!

In turn Beth speaks about her relationship with Maggie and reveals some idyllic dreams about how she wanted Hershel to live out the rest of his life, surrounded by family and at peace.

Therefore Big Brother Daryl and Little Sister Beth bond is formed - adorable!

Daryl Dixon is a man of mystery, he doesn’t share his feelings, doesn’t talk about his memories too much and he doesn’t exactly have an easy time trusting other people.

Judging by the messages in my inbox the biggest letdown among a lot of you is the fact that he confided and shared so much with Beth and not Carol. After all one of the key aspects of the CARYL relationship is a foundation of trust and communication which is why seeing him open up to someone else was so painful to watch!

I am here to tell you and actually prove that Carol already knows everything Daryl said to Beth and probably much-much more!

In season 3 Daryl and Merle are reunited in Woodberry and escape together only to be told by Rick & co. that Merle was not welcome back at the prison, which essentially forces Daryl to make a very unfair choice. Seeing how he was backed into a corner Daryl couldn’t abandon his brother again so he chooses to go off with him.

Upon returning to the prison Rick tells Carol that Daryl left and her heart breaks into a million pieces.

Carol being who she is manages to put away her pain and dedicates herself to taking care of Judith and teaching Beth the ins-and-outs of surrogate motherhood.

Conversation #1

Beth - “I am pissed at him for leaving…Merle sounds like a jerk!”
Carol - “…Men like Merle get under your skin, make you feel like you deserve the abuse…”

*This scene makes it very clear that Daryl had already shared intimate details about his relationship with Merle and so much so that she understands perfectly why he had to leave just like he knew that she would*

Conversation #2 

Daryl and Merle came back to the prison after their brief adventure in the woods.
Carol of course goes to his cell to welcome him back (puts her pain aside again);

Carol - “Just wanted to tell I am glad you are back…”
Daryl - “To all this?”
Carol -“This is our home”
Daryl - “This is a tomb”
Carol - “That’s what T-Dog called it, I thought he was right..until you found me!
Daryl (cue adorable smile)
Carol - “He’s your brother but he”s not good for you! Don’t let him bring you down - after all look how far you’ve come”
*Cue both genuinely laughing*

*That conversation shows right away that Carol already knows about Daryl’s past (jail maybe?) and is also very well aware of the kind of influence Merle can have on his personality. If she knew only brief details or assumptions about the brothers dynamic this conversation would have resulted in either Daryl withdrawing from her or him stomping off in anger to get away. Nobody else would have dared to even bring up something like this but this was HIS Carol - she knew exactly what to say and how to say it in order to get through to him. This level of understanding couldn't have been created with a quick talk - they've talked about Merle and Ed at length I am sure of it*

Conversation #3

This is probably one of my favorite CARYL scenes and I really wish they would have used it in the show BUT even though it’s a deleted scene almost every TWD fan is aware of its genius.

I am off course referring to the “Don”t Underestimate” dialogue between Carol and Merle (Daryl in the background), taking place after they return together and the older Dixon attempts to charm his way into acceptance within the group.

Carol - “Don’t underestimate me”
Merle - “Excuse me”
Carol - “I’ve seen you making the rounds, trying to make nice but if you mess this up for Daryl I’ll slice your throat while you sleep”
Merle - *speechless*
Carol - “Enjoy your dinner!” (Sweet smile)
Merle - Instant CARYL shipper

*Now this scene makes it clear that not only does Carol have dirt on Merle BUT she also understands the brothers relationship so much so that she knows exactly what he what kind of crap he might try to pull to bring Daryl back to his level. Carol has a very strong bond with Daryl, she has witnessed the transformation he’s gone through and she knows exactly what to do and say to Merle Dixon to set him straight. Since she didn't exactly hang out with Merle before, the only way she would have gotta that information is through Daryl himself and a character like Merle probably required a LOT of conversation.
It was obviously worth it because Merle never underestimated her and was most likely the strongest CARYL shipper after that day”

All of these conversations came from TWD Season 3 long before Beth even had any significant interaction with Daryl Dixon!
Daryl might have shared a few bad memories with Beth in that cabin but he bared his soul and his heart with Carol a long time ago!

Beth and Daryl bonded in “Still” and I am glad that they did because they could both use a friend or a sibling right now!

Do you feel better now?!?!

BTS and Stage Names
  • Rap Mon: Jimin what are you doing
  • Jimin: I'm taping Taehyung to an alphabet poster
  • Rap Mon: um... why?
  • Jimin: because he's V. He belongs between u and w
  • Rap Mon: wat
  • V: it's ok hyung we're getting into character. it's like a technique to do better on stage
  • Jungkook: is that why you guys poured milk on me and taped chocolate chips to my arm this morning
  • Jimin: calm down hyung it's a tech-
  • Jin: why are you guys making so much noise I need to catch up on my beauty sleep
  • Rap Mon: hyung it's 3 in the afternoon
  • Jin: well I couldn't sleep since Yoongi kept screeching about grains of death in his eye- Jimin what is this
  • Jimin: it's a tiara for you
  • Jin: this is a piece of cardboard with glitter and mustard on it
  • Jimin: we can't afford a princess crown hyung jfc also we ran out of golden paint
  • Rap Mon: who taught you idiots this "technique"
  • Jimin: well we got the idea from Hoseok
  • V: yeah he kept neighing in his sleep and I figured that since his stage name is J-Horse, he was getting into character so we decided to try it out
  • Jungkook: but my stage name isn't Kookie so why would I- you know what free chocolate chips I don't care
  • Rap Mon: you know Hoseok's stage name is J-hope right
  • Jimin: Jin how can you say that I spent 3 hours piecing your tiara together
  • Suga: where's Hoseok I'm gonna stab him
  • Rap Mon: guys
  • V: wait Jimin I think we need more duct tape
  • Jungkook: here use this
  • J-Hope: *walks into room* hey guys look at this super cool Ron Weasley bobble head I bough- why is Taehyung being taped onto an alphabet poster
  • Jimin: it's a stage technique
  • J-Hope: oh then Namjoon should be in a closet or under a bed right?
  • Rap Mon: you know what I'm done I hate you all
Imagine Dean getting embarrassed when you and Sam discuss the things he does in his sleep


Dean walked into the room, where you and Sam were sat on Bobby’s couch, deep in conversation. He leant down to kiss your forehead and you smiled up at him.

‘So, what are you two kids talking about?’ he asked. You and Sam exchanged a look and Sam tried to smother a smirk.

'We were talking about you actually,’ you replied, with an innocent smile.

'Yeah, about all those night time habits I don’t have to deal with anymore, like how you mumble in your sleep?’ Sam chimed in and you shot him a warning glance.

'What?! I don’t do that, right babe?’

'I…Uh…’ You were scrambling for the right words to say when Sam piped up again,

'Does he still do that little leg twitch thing?’

'Yes! Aw, he’s like a puppy having a bad dream and he wrinkles his little nose at the same time!’ you burst out, then immediately clapped your hands to your mouth, eyes wide.

'Crap, sorry sweetie!’

'Huh! Well, that’s cute,’ he said, looking uncomfortable. He narrowed his eyes at Sam then turned to walk straight back out of the room.

Sam doubled over with laughter.

'Stop it!’ you scolded, swatting him on the arm, but you couldn’t quite hide the grin on your own face and you were soon laughing too.

haljodran  asked:

Hey so I was looking through your tags page and I couldn't find one about stiles or derek being sleep deprived and stuff? I was wondering if you could make that at some point because I always feel better when I can't sleep if I read things about others not sleeping. (also if i've missed the tag somehow I'm very sorry for wasting your time). Thanks :)

we don’t have a tag like that so it’s no worry. on our page we have a search bar so if you guys ever don’t know what tag to look for, enter whatever words into the search bar and anything that has those words and/or tags from our blog will pop up!

In The Dark I Dream Of You by LunaCanisLupus_22 (1/1 | 6,972 | NC17)

It’s not like a problem, problem.

Stiles doesn’t know why it started happening. Why he of all people, Derek decided needed to be his cuddle buddy.

Sleepy Cuddles (are Good for the Soul) by artenon (1/1 | 5,174 | PG13)

Stiles jerks awake, his cheek smeared with his own drool—gross, but at least he was drooling on his jacket sleeve and not his keyboard, which his arm had been pressed against, and the Word document he has open has an impressive several new pages composed entirely of a string of lowercase “h”s.

Challenge Accepted by wangler (1/1 | 1,866 | G)

Derek sits up, stretching and being effortlessly nice to look at. “We’re having dinner?” he says, with just enough of a shitty tone to spoil the sexiness of his posture and general existence.

“In my Jeep?”

Bitten by pyrodaggers (20/20 | 33,910 | PG13)

Stiles’ life was normal. Except that his best friend was a werewolf and they were being hunted by an Alpha pack!
They tried taking them out, it didn’t work too well. They got their asses kicked and almost killed!
Later, Stiles came in contact with Deucalion unwillingly. He wanted information on Scott and if Stiles didn’t give him the info, Kali was going to kill him, which Stiles wouldn’t put past the Alpha.

“Good. Now, you’ve seen what we are and what we can do. I’m going to make you a one time offer.” Deucalion nodded.
“Oh, yeah? ‘Nd what makes you think I’ll want it?” Stiles raised his eyebrows.
“I can smell your jealousy, Stiles. Do you want the bite? It will make you just like us. Strong and useful.”

As Long as Your Window’s Open by crypticColumnist (1/1 | 1,057 | G)

Derek’s been sneaking into Stiles’ room all summer. It’s really the only place he feels safe. With school out, he hasn’t been able to, and he hasn’t had any rest in a while. Now he’s tired, and hurt, and he just can’t bring himself to care as he climbs through Stiles’ window and collapses onto the floor.

Finstock’s Wilderness Camp for Boys by rainsoakedshoes (1/1 | 12,179 | PG13)

“What happens if I don’t go?”

“You get charged with breaking and entering, and you will probably serve time in a juvenile facility,” the sheriff said matter of factly. “That’s if you’re lucky enough to be tried as a minor.”

“You’d send your own son to jail?” Stiles asked in disbelief.

“You broke into someone’s home, Stiles!” The sheriff took a breath to compose himself and ran a hand across his face. “And this isn’t the first time. I can’t keep bailing you out of trouble. I don’t have any favours left to call in. Either you agree to go to the camp and clean up your act, or you risk getting tried as an adult.”

Telling the Sheriff by kamawe_takami (1/1 | 14,638 | G)

The couple of days leading to Stiles telling his dad about supernatural are not fun.

Sleep Patterns by lyvanna (1/1 | 1,663 | PG13)

Stiles has trouble sleeping when Derek isn’t there.

All That We See or Seem (Is But a Dream Within a Dream) by IllustratedGirl (1/1 | 16,585 | R)

Stiles and Derek can’t sleep. Well. They can, but things go really, really poorly.

The Cogs in My Mind Just Won’t Stop by Reiya_Wakayama (1/1 | 1,224 | G)

Stiles wonders if they’ll ever stop.

Gravity by switchingplaces (1/1 | 2,284 | G)

“Dude, you look like crap,” he said, “When was the last time you slept?”
Derek’s nights are haunted by nightmares. Stiles notices.

to shake the devils from my mind by healingmirth (1/1 | 1,965 | PG13)

“You look tired,” Derek says. Stiles smells like pure human exhaustion, like chemical stimulants and sweat. Derek’s long past expecting him to be still, but Stiles’s fidgets seem muffled, and he’s blinking too often and rubbing at his temple with two fingers on his right hand. His left is clenched into a fist, but Derek can’t see any reason for it. It makes him want to settle Stiles, to draw the tension out of his body, to hold his hands until they remember how they used to behave.

You need to fight this by pyrodaggers (1/1 | 2,041 | PG13)

Stiles knew about the darkness in his heart. Deaton told him about it. He just didn’t pay much attention to it. He should have listened better.

Things go downhill from there.

Coming and Going by Raawr23 (1/1 | 4,252 | R)

He comes and goes as he pleases, that’s what he’s always done. It doesn’t matter how much it hurts when he goes, all that matter is that he comes back and now he can hope.


EDIT - well crud i just realised a problem with the crystal pony texture on opalescent <:U. i’ll have to fix that later




But yes, thank you all! Thank you all for 351 followers! This blog’s gone a long way since its humble beginnings back in 2011/2012/2013. I’m not even sure.

I wish I’d be able to do all 351 of you ;-; Maybe I should consider doing chibi ponies/heads of a lot of ponies… Let’s leave that for 400 or something.

Anyways, on to the featuring of followers. For some of these tumblrs it was the mod that followed me, but I drew the pony they use on their main blog. If that’s the case I put the main blog in brackets next to the mod blog.




dollydeemod (askcurlycue)



askmedusapony-mod (askmedusapony)


xirobu (This guy has been following me for a reaaalllyyy long time now, almost since the beginning. This’ll serve as a biiiigg thanks to him for all that support he’s given :D)

IT’S DONE *sleeps*

Text: Bree Martin ⇄ Ryder Lynn
  • Bree; You may not think it now, but you deserve someone better than me. [UNSENT]
  • Bree: coudn't you just have kept falling for Marley? [UNSENT]
  • Bree: Everyone just expects me to break you any way so what's the point in even trying? [UNSENT]
  • Bree: but if I didn't want this why couldn't I just sleep with Tyler? [UNSENT]
  • Bree: what is it with the guys in this town actually making me feel something? [UNSENT]
  • Bree: I get that you aren't Jake, but it's that part that scares the crap out of me because I know that what everyone thinks is wrong. I'm not the one who can break you, you can break me[UNSENT]
  • Bree: I don't know what I'm doing when it comes to you and I hate it. [UNSENT]
  • Bree: You said you wanted details so I'm ready to report now.

anonymous asked:

“Maybe the world will do me a favor and end tomorrow…?” "...Fushimi-kun?"

My apologies for taking so long on this one, anon, it’s been next in line for nearly a week and I couldn’t quite decide what to do with it. Hopefully the fic will be a decent trade-off for the wait time :)

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jorocolove  asked:

Hi? I couldn't find anything about this in your tags so hopefully I'm not sounding like a broken record. I have a hard time sharing my writing or ideas with others even though I'd really like input on things like that. Do you have any advise on not feeling incredibly nervous/embarrassed when sharing work? Also do you have any helpful sites or such for getting input?

Even the most seasoned performers will admit (the honest ones, anyway) that they still get stage fright. It’s no different with writing. I used to be a newspaper reporter, and probably filed more than 10,000 stories in my time. And yet, I still get a little nervous every time I hit “Publish” here on Tumblr. What if I let a typo go through? What if I catch that typo but six people saw it? What if they think my advice is crap? I can honestly still lose sleep over things like this. 

So the first bit of advice: Accept the fear. You feel it. I feel it. Stephen King feels it. There’s nothing wrong with you. Just don’t let it stop you. Use it. Learn from it. This is one of those “life lessons” that’s as hard to teach as it is to learn, but you will learn it. Here’s how one writer works through his fear. 

The most commonly used term for someone you share unpublished/pre-published writing with is a “beta reader” [after “beta testing,” and there’s often quibbling about whether it should be an alpha reader or beta reader but beta seems to have won]. We have a beta reader tag that might help you find readers and learn more about the process of sharing and receiving critiques.  

Do you write fanfiction? Have you published anything on either of the mac daddy sites, or AO3? Alas, there’s been some discussion on Tumblr recently about the lack of feedback esp on AO3 (which tends to be more serious/sedate than, which is not a slight at either site!), but they are the best places to start. Hopefully, the communities will evolve to be more actively supportive. 

If you want help with your original works, there are also websites focused entirely on finding beta readers. The one I’m familiar with is, which is part of the larger community. Readers agree to be helpful and constructive, so it’s not like the comment section on You Tube or anything! 

I’ve seen this site recommended by others. Looks like a mix of original and fanfic. I also found this one here, but I have no experience with it, so venture in at your own risk. I avoid “contests/contests with prizes” because there’s always a catch and it usually involves lightening your wallet. Or worse, spam and malware. 

Mod Graphei: I still cry before I hit the post button on or AO3. Sometimes, I cry before I hit the post button here, too!