to use on occasions like this

anonymous asked:

I love that Norman is relaxing upstate & recharging between Ride shoots. I think he's a country boy at heart. And though he likes to party hard on occasion, I think he doesn't do it as much as he used to. NYC was everything back in the day. Today, not so much. Mod, am I wrong to assume this?

You’re not wrong at all. :)

anonymous asked:

i just noticed in many of the fics its common that they describe that louis owns a pair of tight red pants which he wears for special occasions like parties,first dates,etc. Is this derived from a fandom headcanon or r they talking bout an actual pair?which one was it?

he used to wear a lot of coloured pants [old man voice] back in the day

anonymous asked:

What sports would the exwires play

This is really interesting, I actually suck at sports and all psychical actives so google will be my off for spots shit. Thank you for requesting :))


Originally posted by sesukes

Rin really likes baseball, he has ever since he was child. He was pretty good at playing it in gym class and enjoys playing it on occasion with his friends. Mephisto even tries to encourage him to try out for the school team, with his demonic abilities and natural talent for it, he’d do well Him and his dad used to watch it on TV together and sometimes attend games when he was younger. He has an autographed ball signed by his favourite player that he keeps on is desk.


Originally posted by gantai-kun

Renzou does judo, he went to classes when he was a child because he wanted to defend himself against his brothers. Sadly’s for him they also took it and could still beat the crap outta him. He stuck with it and still attends regular classes, he also thinks it improves his skills for the Illuminati as well


Originally posted by bokumetsu

He does karate, being a monk and all was a somewhat peaceful life and with all his pent up anger he needed a safe way to let it all out. His father suggested karate lessons when he was a child, and Ryuji is top of his class.


Originally posted by renzou-shima

Koneko plays curling, they played it at school as a child and enjoyed playing it ever since. When he found out True Cross has a team, he immediately signed up. 


Originally posted by scarletail

Surprisingly, Shiemi is really good at darts, she was never good at sports but she used to play with her grandmother in her childhood and got good at it. 


Originally posted by theworldoffancraft

Izumo enjoys horse back riding, her and Paku used to ride together as children and she still occasionally goes riding sometimes, she even competed in a few local amateur competitions and always came either second or first, she also loves horses.


Originally posted by technolyzed

Nemu does kendo, he’s done many sports as extra circular activities since he came from a good background, however kendo was his favourite and he’s stuck by it.

just team skull things
  • back flipping off the chandelier onto a mattress
  • having a rap battle over the last slice of cold pizza
  • the grunts are in a constant competition to see who can find guzma the tiniest cutiefly
  • most of the bottles in guzmas room are there for the aesthetic also cuz maybe he likes to smash things now and then
  • when he gets drunk he screams abt losing to 11 yr olds
  • guzmas bed is so fuckin big because either golispod or some grunts crawl in if/when they have nightmares
  • they all dye their hair w/each other and the bathroom after is an absolute mess and they play rock paper scissors to see who has to clean it. no one does and the sink and tub is stained pink and blue
  • one time guzma got dye in his eye and tried to play it off like he meant to do it
  • on a completely separate occasion he got bleach in his eye
  • plumeria does all the hair cutting
  • this is bcuz guzma used to do it and the grunt beanie was made a part of the uniform to hide the bad haircut shame
  • guzma actually doesnt do anything to get his hair tht fluffy, it just is and no one knows why
  • a group meme is blurry pictures of guzma captioned with “#cryptidsighting”

but i keep putting happy off. i promise myself once i’m done with school. once i’ve got a job i love. once i find the person i spend my life with. once i get a dog. not now. even the small stuff. the special soap i used is for only special occasions. i’m saving my favorite food for a better moment. i can’t listen to that now, i have to focus. i can’t care about that now, i have to wait for it. i can’t read that book or try that makeup tutorial or get involved in that show. i put it off. like happy is this moving goal post and i’m just always running.

As we approach the 7th of N and we move into a new era of space based gaming, let us look back fondly at the adventures we all shared in the most bestest of games ever “#1 space boss centre of the universe best person in world simulator 2183-2186″ more commonly known as “Mass Effect”. 

In honour of the occasion I’ve drawn the 100% true and real ending of ME3 that we all know well, where Shepard is totally okay and so is Anderson, he was just napping and then Thane’s ghost showed up and everyone was all like “wow, Shepard, you’re like the best dancer ever, we were all just pretending you weren’t to keep you humble!” and they all danced and had lemonade :3

Thank you Bioware.



(p.s. Mordin’s ghost is at the bar with Sam and Karin… The artist thought of this beforehand and is in no way a forgetful fool) (p.p.s. Legion is data now and is in that screen making that message.)

anonymous asked:

Any valentines headcanons for Victor and Yuuri? Like how they spend it together or if some fan sent anything crazy in the past (Yuuri sending Victor things every year but being too embarrassed to write his name as the sender??)

“Wait, someone actually sent you their used panties?” Yuuri has no idea what kind of a face he’s making, but he hopes it does the sheer disgust he’s feeling justice, because what is wrong with people?

Victor laughs. “On more than one occasion. Most of the time Yakov just sent them to the incinerator.” 

“’Most of the time’?”

“Don’t ask questions you don’t want answered,” Victor says, horrifyingly, then brightens. “I didn’t get to keep any of the chocolates people gave me—for safety reasons, you know—but the plushies were mine to do whatever with. I usually gave them away to sick kids.”

He remembers. It was SKATING’s December 2003 issue cover story. Victor had been in a white doctor’s jacket smiling wide while the two children he had tucked under each arm flashed peace signs. Stuffed animals were strewn across the floor around them like fallen soldiers. He’d taped it into his cubby at Ice Palace until Takeshi joked that they should beat Yuuri up so Victor would come visit him in the hospital. Yuuri seriously considered it. 

“I can’t believe you kept some of this stuff,” Yuuri marvels, holding up an actual wedding invitation. You are cordially invited to the marriage of Victor Nikiforov and Joanne Spiers…

Yuuri gently places it back into the box. Well, chucks it back in, more like.

“Oh! Let me show you my favorite one!” Victor nudges him out of the way to rummage around, eventually coming up with a little blue envelope with a sticker that’s faded with time and oddly shaped. Yuuri squints at it, trying to place it, when it hits him. He goes very, very still.

“I think I was… maybe 16 when I got this one? It was the sweetest letter I’d ever received.” Victor sighs wistfully and cradles the envelope to his chest as though it were precious, spun glass and lace, before handing it over.

If Yuuri’s hands shake a little as he undoes the katsudon sticker on the backflap and slides the piece of notebook paper out, Victor doesn’t comment on it. Instead, he notches his chin onto Yuuri’s shoulder to read it along with him.

It’s a little yellow, but the faded images of sakura still comes through behind shaky, painstaking Cyrillic penned to fill the page.  

Dear Victor,

You are the greatest skater in the whole wide world. I am a skater too but I am only 12 years old and I am still learning. I did a triple axel for the first time yesterday! I hope you are proud. Someday I would like to hold your hand and skate with you. We could do a triple axel together. Please wait for me. 

Happy Valentine’s Day!

“I wanted to write back, but they didn’t leave a name or a return address,” Victor says softly, reaching around Yuuri to brush reverent fingers over the page. “Even with the terrible translation, it was the most genuine expression of love I’d ever seen at that time. I brought that letter with me everywhere I went, hoping I might catch a glimpse of that kid in the crowd, or even on the ice. Whoever it was, I hope they continued to skate. I really would’ve liked to have skated with them.”

The boxy letters swim and blur, spreading out until they’re vague blobs, and when Yuuri blinks to clear it, the page is wet. “It wasn’t terrible.”


Turning in Victor’s arms, Yuuri beams up at him through his tears. “The translation. It wasn’t terrible. Vasiliev-sensei at Ice Palace wrote it out for me and I spent hours practice-copying it to make sure it was perfect.”

He can see the moment realization dawns, because Victor’s furrowed brow ripples and smoothes out, jaw dropping almost into Yuuri’s lap. “You—”

The world tilts dangerously and skews when he’s tackled onto his back, and Yuuri laughs up at the ceiling as Victor presses frantic kisses to his mouth, his neck, the swells of his cheeks and the sides of his nose. He shakes with a giddy sort of joy, drowning under a wave of relief nearly fifteen years in the making, and reaches up to palm Victor’s face—a little older, a little more mature, but still the greatest skater in the whole wide world who was everything to a little boy once. Even more now as a man. 

“Thank you for waiting for me,” Yuuri murmurs, then leans up and meets Victor halfway.

I have struggled with new events being divorced. First birthday, first Halloween. I think primarily because the aspect of change. My ex isn’t especially good about gifts. He seems to think people won’t like his choice of gifts so he doesn’t get one. But, he and my mom took my son shopping and found these cute necklaces for me. Along with the belting out on multiple occasions, “Happy Birthday Mommy”, how could I not feel surrounded by the most peaceful intense atmosphere of love.

We don’t need holidays or birthdays to show love to those around us. I saw it in the friendship of two older ladies on their respective scooters fussing over a dog. Love freely and make the day brighter for others…it can’t help but rub off on you.


Growing up I never had a perfume. I was like oh, one day when I’m grownup and have money I’m going to wear perfume. I had one perfume and I would save it for really, really, really special occasions. Which meant I never actually wore it. So now it’s one of those things like, I can wear perfume everyday. I can afford to buy another one, I’m really lucky that I can. Now when I have nice stuff I don’t save it anymore, I try to use it.


New Years celebration aesthetics. The theme is glitter, so I’m dressing like a galaxy of stars….. sorta. 😁🌠🌌

Sorry I’m posting so much with this dress lately, it is just my absolute favorite so I want to use it at every occasion I get. 😘😍

Happy New Years, friends!! 💕💖💕💖


Some Adrien sneak peeks of what is to come for part three of this to make up for the fact that I can’t finish up part three today because it’s that level of Extra™ that each page takes at least an 30 minutes to an hour!!11! and on most occasions since I’m that petty, more than an hour!11!! My bed is looking at me like are you even going to use me anymore!!11! But in all seriousness, part three really does demand a lot of Extra™ in terms of everything from lighting to animation and I strangely wanna meet those demands. 

Anyways, that out of the way, there will be lots of Adrien and I’m enjoying drawing him so far!

Here’s a self-indulgent extra sketch sneak peek of that one panel of Adrien looking like he was posing that I was talking about (lmfao I crossed out the eyes I aint’ spoilin’ nothin bois); 

Bed Share Headcanons (Gentlemen)

(Some do not consider themselves gentlemen, though…)

(I’ll be using this picture as a reference)


  • In his playboy days…probably every bed share would end in sex
    • But “Shingles” for him, and sometimes there’d be another girl on his other side (he was p smooth back in the day)
  • Now, Genji’s cyborg body doesn’t require sleep, so while he may cuddle with you on occasion, he doesn’t see the point in cuddling up to cold metal to try and sleep at night
  • Instead, he’ll sit beside you on the bed as you sleep, meditating all night in power saving mode
    • Sits just like he does in the game, criss-cross and perfectly still
  • Watches you sleep, staying attentive of any signs of nightmares or sleep peralysis


  • “Shingles” for him, too
  • But watch out because this asshole smokes in bed, so if you want him to stop, make sure you address that early in the relationship
  • Hums cheesy country songs to you as you fall asleep
  • Every so often will peck you on the forehead
  • But he will always sleep in later than you
    • Doesn’t matter if you sleep in until 2 pm, he’ll sleep later
    • So if you want to get out of his hug on you, you’ll have to wake him up


  • Not a really touchy feely guy, so probably the “Cliff Hanger” or the “Pursuit” as you try desperately to get cuddles out of him
  • On days when he’s feeling frisky or possessive, then he’ll spoon you
    • And you are not allowed to leave the spoon either
    • He’ll keep a tight grip on you all night and give a sort of growl if you try to get away
  • But if I think about it, Reaper probably doesn’t sleep much, so many nights you’ll be in bed before him

Soldier: 76

  • “Loosely Tethered” on most nights
    • Needs his broody soldier space, but still likes some physical contact from his s/o
  • On other nights, “Sweetheart’s Cradle”
  • His breathing when he sleeps is so husky and sexy (unless you’re sleeping with pre-fall Jack)
  • Isn’t exactly a sleep talker, but he’ll mumble in his sleep, supposedly having a war flashback
    • And sometimes the flashbacks/nightmares can get bad, too, and you’ll have to wake him up
    • But afterwards, that’s when he’ll pull you into the “Sweetheart’s Cradle” because the poor dad needs love


  • When you first share a bed with him, his spirit dragons are NOT happy about it
    • They’re like “who is this newcomer? Why do they get to be so close to our master! Usurper!”
    • Headcanon that his spirit dragons are possessive of Hanzo at the start of your relationship
  • So for the first month, they’d sleep between you and Hanzo, giving you menacing stare every time you tried to edge closer
  • But after you gain their trust, they’ll let you cuddle their master
    • Except Hanzo isn’t too touchy feely, so most of the time it’d be a “Cliff Hanger” or “Leg Hug”
  • If he’s in the mood, though, he’ll give you a “Sweetheart’s Cradle” (holy shit, you’re so close to the tiddy now!)


  • Trashmouse thrashes in his sleep, so when you first start sleeping together, you’ll wake up in the “The Grab” (with you gripping onto the mattress for dear comfort)
  • But once you and Jamison click, he because ultra clingy!
  • As soon as you cuddle into bed…Bing! He zips in after and wraps all his limbs around you
    • And no escape, either, he can hang on like a baby koala!
  • He still thrashes, though, but since he’s holding you, he’ll take you with him
    • So while you may start on the left side of the bed, you may wake up with him on the right or even on the floor!


  • You can’t share a bed with him because the extra space is occupied by a turret


  • “Honeymoon Hug” and you’ll be his teddy bear
  • If you need space, he’ll give it to you. I mean…he’s totally not pouty about it…he can sleep on his own…sure
  • Like Jack, he’ll also get war nightmares too, but he’s better at hiding it
    • He’ll put on that hearty smile and swear he’s fine
    • But if he was hugging you during his nightmare, you can probably tell by how tight his grip got that he was having a flashback
  • Loves massages before bed


  • Also snores, but not as badly, and it’s more wheezy
    • I’ve made a theory that he has asthma in the past, so he may wake up suddenly gasping for breath (that irradiated outback air did a number on him)
  • Likes it when you lay on his tummy
    • It’s rather relaxing too—slowly rising and falling as he breathes
  • Surprisingly, he’s an early riser


  • This boy’s life is music, so he’d fall asleep to faint, relaxing music
  • “Zen Style” is totally him
  • Wakes up to music, too, so you’ll fall asleep to peaceful sounds and wakeup to some peppy techno
    • Gives the best wake ups because of this
    • “Mornin’, sunshine!”
    • And boi, can he cook good breakfasts


  • Ok, does anyone know if omnics need to sleep?!?!?
  • Guessing that he goes into a sort of sleep/power saving mode at night
  • Like Genji, he’ll sit next to you in bed, hunch over and go into sleep mode
  • His orbs continue to rotate around him, and watching them can help you fall asleep

The fact that we got John’s tears. In fact, that whole final conversation, my GOD

John’s subconscious urges him to talk to Sherlock

Sherlock repeatedly stops John from leaving by continuing to talk to him, finally asking him if he’s okay (hello, asip callback I see you there! But we are no longer cool and flippant, we are TALKING about FEELINGS what????)

John forgives Sherlock for Mary

Sherlock admits his life has value but he doesn’t know what to do with that

Irene, who ships johnlock almost as hard as Hudders does, deus ex machinas into the scene–this stops John from leaving

John’s subconscious immediately suggests the idea that Sherlock loves Irene, an idea that we know John has wondered about since asib

John uses the occasion of the text to deduce that it’s Sherlock’s birthday–which quickly turns into yelling about how lucky Sherlock is that someone likes him, over Sherlock’s protests that he doesn’t text her back

Over Sherlock’s protests that romantic entanglement is not for him, John yells that it “would complete you as a human being.”

“That chance doesn’t last forever, trust me, Sherlock, it’s gone before you know it,” well well WELL Johnny boy that’s hitting rather close to the point for both of you isn’t it?


Sherlock’s right next door to a love confession cut off by John’s cheatig confession oh my GODDDD

“who you thought I was is the man who I want to be” Mary knew, we knew she knew, neither of us were first you know

Also John wants to be steadfast and true and love deeply like wowowow his heart has been torn in two for a million years and now he can finally be free

“Well then, John Watson, get the hell on with it. ” YOU CAN BE A GRUMPY BISEXUAL JOHN YOU HAVE THE POWER

Immediately followed by tears and the most tender hug

Fade to black????? But then it’s an exterior shot as if time has passed and???? Sherlock has changed clothes? But it’s still the same day, it’s still Sherlock’s birthday? If there was not some goddamn tender cuddling and more tears and possibly some smooch it is on its way my friends

It was just texting John we all know your interests lie in a different area wheeeee

We all fully ascend next week my friends

Keep reading


The bagh naka is a claw like weapon which hails from India. It is quite often designed to fit over the knuckles and some are designed to be concealed under the hand but as seen above, there are many variations of the weapon. It was inspired by the claws of large animals. The term bagh naka means “tiger claw” in Hindu. This weapon was often used in a form of fighting called naki ka kusti. One of these brutal fights which took place in 1864 is described below:

“The weapons, fitted into a kind of handle, were fastened by thongs to the closed right hand. The men, drunk with bhang or Indian hemp, rushed upon each other and tore like tigers at face and body; forehead-skins would hang like shreds; necks and ribs were laid open, and not infrequently one or both would bleed to death. The ruler’s excitement on these occasions often grew to such a pitch that he could scarcely restrain himself from imitating the movements of the duellists.”

Am I the only one looking forward to Victor and Yuuri getting on the same page?

I mean, sure, the ending to episode 11 was terrifying, but overall, won’t that conversation be a good thing?

Yuuri will finally tell Victor about his plans to retire and will tell him to go back to Russia, to his skating career and Victor will tell him that he’s not going anywhere.

They’ll finally talk openly about their feelings and their future.

Yuuri will finally stop making assumptions about Victor and learn his true feelings and Victor will realize how deeply Yuuri’s insecurity runs.

Just like during their last proper confrontation in episode 7 they might hurt each other a little but they will end up understanding each other and growing stronger and closer for it.

Not to mention that this is the perfect occasion for some sort of backstory for Victor or at least some explanation of his motivation or why he wants to quit skating.

I know that cliffhanger was bad for all of us but it can only get better from here. Victor and Yuuri are staying together. It’s actually good that we’ll get to see them talk it out. Communication has always been key in their relationship. They’ve neglected telling each other the most important things - it’s time to change that.

I am looking forward to how they handle it.

The thing is that even when Mickey says things like “you’re just a warm mouth to me.” He still respects Ian, I mean look at the way he acted whenever men treated Ian like a hunk of meat, a sex object. He didn’t want that, he valued Ian as a human being. Look at the way he acted when Mandy was getting beat on, he stood up for women and how they shouldn’t be hit on any occasion, and him beating a man for hurting one of his girls. He respects people, even if he doesn’t know how to show it, he’s a good man. Terry Milkovich could never even be half the man Mickey is. He’s a good person whether he knows it or not.

Stiles Stilinski Imagine- My Brother Ships Us

Anon- Hey can you do one where Scott is your brother and he totally senses that you like Stiles and has almost accidentally reveals it on multiple occasions and then finally he decides to throw a party (via Lydia probably) to get you two together?

Authors Note- I loved this request, hope you enjoy x

“Hey sis, where’s your spare phone charger?” Scott asked, barging into your bedroom like he did when you were little. “It’s 5am, thanks for waking me up asshole!” you retort, after checking the time on your phone. “It doesn’t matter Scott, I found it!” Stiles called, walking into your room. “Get out- both of you!” you shouted, covering yourself up with your blanket. Your brother stood still for a second, before glancing at Stiles with a disgusted look on his face, he then proceeded to grab him by the ear and drag him out of your room. “Weird” you shook your head and began getting ready for school. You walked downstairs afterwards, mainly because you heard Scott cooking breakfast. “I’ll have pancakes, extra butter” you said, sitting at the table and putting your feet up. “Already on it” he replied from the kitchen. “Yes?” you asked teasingly, after noticing Stiles staring at you from the seat opposite. “What? Nothing” he shook his head and stared down at his plate. There was a moment of awkward silence as both of your heart beats rose at the thought of being alone together. But as usual neither of you ever did something with that opportunity. “Whatever” you said, standing back up. You picked up his piece of toast and took a bite, before joining Scott in the kitchen. “Real mature Y/n!” he called after you. You simply flipped him off from over your shoulder and he couldn’t help but smile.

“I hate Mondays” Malia claimed, slouching back into her chair. “I know right, the weekend couldn’t come sooner” Scott agreed. “Speaking of which, what is everyone doing?” Lydia asked. “Nothing as per usual” you whined. “We could always go to the movies, the new star wars is out” Stiles suggested, staring at your expression that reminded him of a cute restless puppy. “I bet she’d love that” Scott mumbled under his breath, which of course you all heard. Lydia slapped him under the table to shut him up as you all stared at him. “What do you mean?” Liam asked, glancing at you smugly before staring back at your brother. You two always found a way to piss each other off playfully and he saw his opportunity and by all means he took it.”I erm just meant that she loves Star Wars” your brother tried to play off, while your slowly sunk into your chair. “I thought you said Star Wars was boring?” Malia asked in confusion, causing Kira to slap her under the table this time. “I meant as a group thing anyway, because that would be weird” Stiles laughed awkwardly, while rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah, weird” you repeated, your cheeks rosy and your voice sad.

“Thank you so much for helping me host this, you’re a life saviour!” Lydia claimed, while pouring a few drinks and putting them onto a tray. “Its no problem” you replied, placing a straw and ice in each of the drinks after her. Lydia decided to throw a party to relieve any stress you all had, not to mention to carry out the plan her and Scott had devised. “Cute outfit by the way, I think I forgot to tell you” she approved. “Thank you, it’s new” you smiled, looking down at yourself. “Soo… who’s the lucky guy?” she asked, wiggling her eyebrows at you. “Huh? There isn’t one” you shrugged, picking up a tray. “Are you sure?” she asked, glancing at the guests that just strolled through the door. “Positive” you lied. “Well in that case, that boy over there has been checking you out for about 20 minutes” she discreetly pointed to a boy who was standing at the kitchen entrance. You turned around and noticed how he would take a sip of his drink and glance at you, before returning to the conversation he was in. You brushed it off and began to walk off with the tray. “No, No, No” she said, taking the tray off you. “He’s cute, go and talk to him” she demanded. “I cant- I promised to help you” you tried to excuse. “So I’ll help” Malia grinned suspiciously, then taking the tray off of Lydia. ”You’re not going to shut up until I go over there, are you?” you asked with a pout. “Nope” they said in unison. You groaned before grabbing two drinks and making your way over to him. Lydia and Malia stood and watched you with a smirk, before looking at the newly arrived guests that were making their way over to them.

“Hey” you smiled. “Oh hey Y/n” he said, disconnecting from his conversation. Upon closer inspection you realised it was a boy from your science class. “You looked like you could do with another drink” you claimed, handing him one of them. “Oh sure, thanks” he grinned, taking it from you. “Sorry if I interrupted anything” you said, glancing at his friend. “Oh no you weren’t, he was just leaving anyway” he claimed, it was clearly news to his friend. “Oh erm yeah, nice seeing you” his friend said, before walking away. You smiled and gave a small wave, before turning back around. “Who the hell is he?” Stiles asked bitterly. “Who?” Lydia questioned coyly. “That guy dribbling over Y/n” he said, as if he was disgusted. Scott, Stiles and Liam had just arrived and the timing seemed almost perfect, as if it was fait. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were jealous” Kira teased as Scott put his arm around her. “God no” Stiles scoffed. Scott and Malia both raised their eyebrows with a smirk as his heart beat rose. “What are we all staring at? Oh I see, Y/n and that guy” Liam said, joining the group in the kitchen. “Why, do you know him?” Stiles interrogated, ignoring the others. “He’s in our grade, all the girls seem to like him, but he seems to be really into Y/n” he replied bluntly. The others changed subject and talked, but noticed as Stiles stood staring at you for about ten minutes, while you were with the boy that had never bothered him before, that was now somehow his enemy. He managed to maintain his jealously while you drank and flirted with one another, but the second he began to lead your tipsy state through the crowd he had enough. He shoved his beer on the counter, “Y/n, Y/n!” he called, following after you. “Stilinski” you cheered, a little too happily. “Hey, hope I’m not intruding” he sighed in relief as he finally reached you. “You kind of ar-” the guy began saying, before Stiles cut him off. “So anyway, your brother needs you” he claimed. “What fo-” you began to ask, before he then cut you off. “Urgently” he added. You sighed and let go of the guy’s hand. “I get it, I’ll see you around” he said, before giving Stiles a harsh look and walking off. “Come on” Stiles said, gesturing for you to follow him. You grabbed onto his hand, causing him to turn and smile at you warmly, before proceeding to walk.

The two of you sat on the curb outside, in front of Lydia’s house. “Scott doesn’t need me, does he?” you asked, beginning to sober up as the air refreshed your skin. The thumping music and mix of voices blurred behind you. Stiles took his jacket off and placed it around your shoulders, “No” he finally answered. “Oh” you simply replied, a million thoughts running around your mind. “I really don’t know how to say this” you could tell he was nervous. “Then don't” you said, looking into his eyes, before glancing down at his lips. He leaned in, until his lips pressed against yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he followed, wrapping his around your waist; pulling you closer. When you pulled apart you rest your forehead against his, as you both smiled. “Oh shit, go back” you heard a voice from behind you. You broke apart, to see Malia, Lydia, Kira and Liam standing there. The three girls stood there like proud moms with excited looks on their faces. Liam looked horrified, as if he’d walked in on you naked or something. “This worked a little too well” Scott admitted, walking to join the others. “You planned this?” you asked, glancing at Stiles who was as equally confused. “Well, we were going to lock you in a room together. The whole jealous Stiles thing happened naturally” Malia spoke. “So you were jealous?” you teased, causing Stiles to blush and nod gently. “How cute” you claimed, resting your head on his shoulder. “So you don’t mind me dating your sister? That is, if you want to” he looked down at you. “I’ve wanted to for years” you claimed with a small endearing smile. “But nothing more than kissing and no sleep overs!” Scott quickly said, after smelling both of your mixed chemo signals. “For now” you mumbled so only Stiles would hear, forgetting about your werewolf brother and friends. “I mean it!” Scott exclaimed, as Lydia began to guide everyone back inside to give you both privacy. “How did everyone notice we liked each other, except us?” you laughed. “He must of heard my heart skip a beat every time I see you” Stiles said softy, stroking your hair. You sat up and stared at him, admiring every feature on his face as he did the same. “I hope this works” you mumbled, thinking of how complicated your lives got sometimes. “Don’t worry, It will” he said, pulling you into a hug. “Promise” you said, lifting your pinkie finger. “I promise” he said, linking his with yours. And by all means, he kept that promise.

Sorry this was kind of shitty I guess. Requests are closed for now and I have 20 drafts and none of them seem to be going anywhere, problems x