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Since 8tracks has decided to adopt a completely ridiculous business platform, I’ve moved all my Voltron plaslists to Spotify, which is nice, because it allows me to expand them easier. Which I did. So the Klance and Songs To Defend the Universe To playlists are like, twice as long.

Songs to Defend the Universe To

Fight Me Like You Love Me

Soon I’ll Be A Shooting Star

Go Get ‘Em, Flyboy

Show Them What You’re Made Of

towin-tofight-toconquer  asked:

Hey. I absolutely love your blog sooooo much. I was wondering if you could possibly update the time travel tag for me? :) Thanxks

of course friend

Filter Out the Starlight by skoosiepants (1/1 | 12,238 | PG13)

“Why are you not more curious about me?” Stiles says when Derek’s got the door half open, sun spilling over the dark wood, dust motes spinning about his legs. Stiles is wearing fabric that hasn’t been invented yet, he’s clutching a smart phone to his chest, and he appeared out of nowhere, like an angel.

Softly, Derek says, “We all have our secrets,” and closes the door.

Or-

A heartbroken Stiles accidentally travels back in time to find his one true love. A harlequin-ish Christmas romance.

The Hands Of Time by AsagiStilinski (1/1 | 11,502 | PG13)

Maybe he was in some kind of alternate reality, maybe he wasn’t just back in time from almost two years ago, maybe … maybe this was an entirely new WORLD…

Only way to find out was to get a second opinion, his dad wasn’t home and probably wouldn’t begin to believe him if he was, Scott would still be deeply mourning Allison if he HAD somehow gone back in time and so would Lydia, there was only one person he could talk to, one person who he had even a SLIGHT chance of believing him….

And that person was Derek

Hello, My Wolf by JadeFlicker (1/1 | 8,123 | PG13)

When a lonely alien crashed into the Earth one night in front of a small Earth child, the alien wasn’t a Time Lord, the child wasn’t Amy Pond, and the Alpha was pissed as hell about the damage to his time-space traveling ship that was stuck in the shape of a Camaro. Which, to fair, could be worse. It could be a giant, blue, eye-catching box. Or a JEEP.

Everything else just seems to roll from there.

(In which the TARDIS is a Camaro, werewolves replaced Time Lords, and Stiles is clearly BAMF enough to be River Song.)

Through Time and Space by Thatbookishgirl (1/1 | 7,545 | NC17)

A witch casts a relocation spell that sends Derek back in time 6 years. Stiles and the rest of the pack have to get him back, but how will everyone from 6 years prior handle the situation? And will Derek be able to handle keeping clear of his mate?

Plan Z by evilcupcake (1/1 | 4,082 | PG13)

“You just killed her, without hesitating. So it couldn’t be your first, so that means you have a body count.” Derek said in a low voice, so low that if Stiles didn’t have heighten senses, she would have missed it.
“I had to. I made a promise to someone, I need to get this revenge.” Stiles explained.
“Why?” he asked, he looked so hurt that this was all revenge killings.
“Derek, I can’t tell you. Not yet at least.” Stiles looked away from Derek’s intense stare.
“But one day?”
“Yeah, one day.”

or the one time Stiles travels back into the past and stops the Hale fire. Makes a couple of new friends and gets to save Derek Hale and his family.

All In by myredturtle (3/3 | 39,120 | R)

Scott finally pulls a a stunt so boneheaded that Stiles can’t think of any way to get him out of it. Hoping to outrun the fallout, he packs up his father and they move to Canada. Unfortunately, nowhere is safe.

2

Title: Twisted Love

Pairing: Demon!Dean Winchester x Reader

Warnings: None

Imagine: Imagine Dean seaking you out once he becomes a demon because, even in his twisted way he feels a pull towards you. What he felt as a human. Love.

Read Part 1 here!

A/n: I decided to write some more for the heck of it. Sorry it took time!

“And you are coming with me.”

You swallowed thickly, trying to keep your eyes from widening “Something tells me I don’t have a choice huh?”

A smirk formed on his lips and you were scared for a moment that he’d flash his black eyes and you’d catch yourself backing away in an instant “Aren’t you always the smart one (Y/n)?” he ended up grinning, tilting his head to the side.

“Alright-” you took in a deep breath, maybe this was your way of getting him back; the old Dean the one you fell head over heels in love with “Just- just let me take my things and-” you tried to keep your cool although your heart was hammering inside your chest.

“Oh no, no we ain’t got time for that sweetheart. We’re leaving, now.” he grabbed your arm, in a firm grip, and before you could react to say anything everything changed around you and blinking you stumbled back.

“Wh-what? Where the heck are we?” you looked around you as he let go of you. You slipped completely from his arms and let out a gasp once you felt the cold rain pour down on you.

Dean huffed with a roll of his eyes “As much as I’d love to in the past, this ain’t the time for romance sweetheart.” he turned to look at you and you clenched your jaw.

“I asked where the heck are we?” you wrapped your arms around yourself and looked around you, your hair sticking to your face because of the rain.

“My motel room. I am grabbing my stuff and then we’re on the road sweetheart.” he flashed you a grin that unlike every other time now gave you the chills.

“So you take them and I couldn’t?” you glared at him and he shrugged.

“Princess you know I couldn’t have you taking any of them, especially your phone with you. I am a demon, not stupid.” he smirked and you swallowed thickly. Of course he’d know, of course he’d realize it and of course he’d do anything to prevent it.

“You don’t want Sam to get you because you know he’ll try everything to turn you back to yourself. What tells you I won’t try the same?”

His smile dropped and a calm, too creepily calm, expression took over his features “Because you have feelings for me.” he said just as softly and you took in a sharp breath “And black eyes or not, you’d much rather have me alive than do anything that would hurt me. We both know it princes.” he shrugged, looking at you with such a relaxed expression it made your entire body temperature rise despite you standing in the rain.

Dean could always read you so well, like an open book and for most part you let him. You always felt at home with him and trusted him with everything but he never said the things he read out loud. He never used them against you either. Much less… that. Hell, you doubted he even knew it in the first place.

“Shut up.” you growled and walked forward, pushing part him. But before you could do anything else he grabbed your arm and turned you to face him.

“You’re with me on this from now on. We’re partners in crime anymore, sweetheart, either you like it or not.” he gave you a half smile and you pursed your lips.

“Do you?” you raised an eyebrow “Because you were the one that dragged me here and seems to be doing everything in their power to keep me close.”

You expected him to say something but he only smirked at you and scoffed a small laugh before letting go of you and opening the door to let you get in.

~*~

“So… where are we going to?” you mumbled, breaking the silence that had fallen in the room.

“Somewhere far away.” you could practically hear the grin in his face and it gave you the chills.

Your eyes casted down and you let out a long sigh. You felt tears well up in your eyes but you refused to let them down. You had to be strong, you were going to be strong for Dean and when he wouldn’t expect it from you you were going to tofight and bring him back. You’d get the real Dean, your Dean, back soon no matter how long it took you to.

You unbuttoned the top of the shirt you were wearing and pushed it slightly over your shoulder to dry yourself with the towel as much as you could. You tried to focus only on the task at hand and not Dean’s words running through your mind. It made your whole body temperature rise all the more but you tried to think it was just him toying with you. He had to be. He was a demon after all. He was probably trying to get some reaction out of you. That had to be it.

You shook your head and dismissed the thought, running the towel over the exposed part of your upper chest. Your eyes were all the time casted down.

“You need help with that?” a rough voice whispered behind you and you almost jumped when you felt a hot breath fan over your cheek, not to mention when fingers brushed over your bare shoulder.

You opened your mouth to speak but nothing came out but a shuddering breath when you felt his palm over your shoulder, trailing up to your neck to brush your hair away. You felt goosebumps form all over your skin and you had to keep yourself from leaning into his touch. Instead you clenched the small towel over your chest and closed your eyes to fight all of your feelings.

He let a small breathless chuckle “Naughty girl.” he whispered, his face coming closer to your neck “No bra on?” you felt shivers run down your spine when his lips brushed over your sensitive skin.

“Were you expecting me or what?” a smirk pulled on his lips and you weakly let the towel fall on your lap, doing nothing to stop him. You had missed the contact so much you were just desperate to feel him as close to you as possible.

You knew he’d been with women, plenty of them, but when had he not? Even when he was himself he always found one here and there. Part of you through it was because he was trying to forget you but it still hurt as hell. However back then you had him there, despite who he brought over every time in the end he’d end up coming to you. It was always your bed he’d end up crawling to, saying some lame joke to protect his manliness and at the same time play off the need he had – the need you both had – to be close to each other when darkness was all around.

His lips stayed on your neck and you felt him trail them down to your shoulder where in the end he pressed a kiss. You let his fingers trail down your shoulder, even lower than before to push down the shirt. He ran them back up and over your collarbone to the middle of your neckline until… he started moving his hand lower. And your breathing got heavier, as if the temperature had started rising dangerously around you. Dean didn’t even stop when he fingers met a button. He was about to continue before-

“Or maybe I was expecting someone else.” you whispered and the moment the words left your lips you heard him let out a low growl.

He ripped his hand away, almost ripping the shirt if you hadn’t caught it. He swiftly turned you round and grabbed your face in one hand, making your breath catch in your throat. His face was dangerously close to yours and you felt your heart jump to your throat when you saw his pitch black eyes as he snarled.

“Do you want to say that again?” his eyes flashed back to their normal green and he narrowed them at yours.

“Why does it even matter to you?” you asked back just as tauntingly “Jealous?”

He didn’t laugh. Not even smirk as you id. He kept a straight face, a dead serious expression on. Not even blinking and your own smile fell as you felt your eyes widen. Your heart leapt to your throat and you tried to swallow down the lump in your throat.

“You are” you whispered, your eyes roaming his face and he only stared deep in your eyes.

He scoffed in the end “Sweetheart, do I need to remind you I am a demon?” he raised an eyebrow.

“I remember.” you whispered “Just like I remember you telling me that you were not going to hurt me.”

He let a hollow smile rest on his lips “I’m not.” he let go of your face “Him on the other side, I’d be very glad to rip him apart… with my own teeth.” he hissed and a soft expression took over your face.

“There never was anybody.” you whispered and he raised an eyebrow at you.

“So you say huh?” he mumbled and you sighed.

“Don’t you already know?” you gritted your teeth, a frown setting on your face. But you sighed and looked away and moved further away from him.

He looked at you with an almost emotionless expression “I do, yes. But maybe it’s finally time to get to understand a few more things about it.”

“Right” you pursed your lips “Because unlike you I could never stand to be with someone else when-” you cut yourself off before you could complete your sentence. Saying the words out loud for him to hear would mean confessing to it, to him, and yo couldn’t have it happen this way. Whether he felt that way or not, you couldn’t have it this way. Not now that he was this way.

“Say it.” his voice was rough and demanding.

You locked eyes with his but didn’t say a thing. Instead he spoke again, itching closer to you.

“Say it.” he practically growled to you this time and a gasp left your lips when he grabbed your arms and pinned you down on his bed “Say it.”

“Why do you want to hear it so much?” you whispered, tilting your head to the side.

“Say it.” he breathed out in a whisper, in a way that reminded you so much of the Dean you had met and fell in love with. There was something in his green eyes that made the same familiar warmth spread through your chest.

“I love you” you caught yourself breathing out the words before you could realize it. And as that, and without a second thought, he smiled down at you and crashed his lips to yours.

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here is a video of my third AFTG song “the queen’s hour”. this time it’s centered around (you guessed it!) kevin day.

you can check out my other songs here on my blog or here on my soundcloud.

lyrics below the cut:

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Don't Mess With Me ft. Strategos Six
Perfectlyvindictive
Don't Mess With Me ft. Strategos Six

Lyrics written and sung by: Perfectlyvindictive

Instrumental by: Temposhark

Lyrics:

How it all began
If truth to be told
They a master plan
Now he rules the world

Took ‘em by surprise
With his army’s will
They took his words in strides
For now he’s invincible

No one can stop him for only he is in control
No point, in pleading, you better run while walk

In his crown, he is king
Securing their endless worshiping
I am but, a humanoid
I will never try to think

So don’t try to fool me
I’ll shoot you down
Don’t mess with me

I’ll show loyalty
I won’t stray from them
Forget personality  
It’s best, I stay in line
Imagine, if you will
They over throw his throne
That’s a misguided thought, it’d be bad if you get, caught

You’re here, to spread fear, why don’t you just disappear
Something tells me you’re not here for us my dear

In his crown, he is king
I’ll stay back in this ring
Fighting for, the people and more
And don’t think I will ever blink

Don’t mess with me
I’ll shoot you down
Don’t mess with me

Cause all your heads are gonna roll

You’re speech, was such an ugly bore
So if you want survival
Kneel on his arrival
for this is how he rule’s the world

No one can stop him
For only he am in control
And if you want to
Fight, then i’ll give you a duel

See his crown, he am king
Lavished in endless worshiping
I am but, a humanoid  
But this is a fight we can’t avoid

So don’t mess with me
I’ll shoot you down
Don’t mess with me
I’ll knock you down
Don’t mess with me
I’ll shoot you down
Don’t mess with me

(Again, I really like this comic series) :)

towin-tofight-toconquer  asked:

Hi there. I was wondering if you would be able to make an Immortal tag where either stiles or derek can't die etc. or maybe even suggest what tag I might be able to find some under. If you could then that would be absolutely awesome :) Thanks either way

i can do that

Star-Crossed by cloudsarefluffy (4/4 | 32,949 | R)

Derek clears his throat quietly, resuming his plan on retrieving the boy’s mythology book, “Y-You dropped this…”

“I know, but- thanks.”

The boy snatches the book out of Derek’s hand with his mortification filling the air in a sharp, heady scent that has Derek’s wolf mentally salivating, “You’re welcome… Uh, do you know where the tutor session thing is supposed to be?”

“T-That’s me,” with another addition of pink to his cheeks, the boy rushes to correct himself a little, “I mean, I’m the tutor here and this is supposed to be- oh god, I’m really butchering this, aren’t I?”

There Are Monsters At Home by fotoshop_cutout (3/3 | 15,677 | R)

In which Stiles is murdered, becomes immortal and stumps everyone with what he is. He also might happen to like Derek Hale a bit too much, get used to Peter kicking around and come to the conclusion that he needs to let Lydia go. Stiles has a few changes to his undead life.

Life After Life by yauksiei (11/11 | 20,325 | PG-13)

Derek had first met him in 1842, at a family friend’s ball, celebrating the only son’s coming of age.

My Age Has Never Made Me Wise by demonicweirdo (1/1 | 9,298 | PG13)

Stiles turned to look at him, their noses almost brushing. “I always hoped that some time, somewhere, there’d be something worth living for.” He smiled. “I found it. No one has ever offered to help me become mortal again. No one bothered, no one cared. Some… liked me this way.”

False Dawn (Stiles, it’s called zodiacal light) by ElisAttack (3/3 | 11,145 | NC17)

Stiles wakes up in the middle of the woods with no memory of how he got there.

Or the one where Stiles can’t die, but people keep hurting him anyway.

Can’t Stay Away For Too Long by stiless__halee (1/1 | 4,339 | NR)

Stiles doesn’t know why, but he never stays dead for long.

The Forbidden taste so Sweet by Sinner_ofLA (1/? | 1,676 | NC17)

15th century Wallachia Prince Derekus rules his lands with a bloody iron fist. Feared by all he feels like he has everything he could ever want except one thing, and that’s love which he finds in the form of sweet innocent Genim. However, after a devastated lost Derekus makes a pack with the demon wolf giving him the power he needs to kill his enemies and immortality. Years later Derek Hale is a cold hearted billionaire who may or may not have found the reincarnation of his lost love.

last week when i was home i recorded the piano for “the queen’s hour” and this weekend i layed down some vocals! this was my third aftg fansong about kevin day’s path from the ravens to the foxes and the major events that he takes part in in the books!

check out my other songs here on my tumblr or here on my soundcloud <3

lyrics below the cut:

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here is my third aftg fansong “the queen’s hour” this one is about kevin day and his path from the ravens to the foxes and the major events that kevin takes part in in the books!

check out the rest of my songs here on my tumblr or here on soundcloud !

thanks for all the support with these guys! love you all <3

lyrics bellow the cut:

Keep reading

Made with SoundCloud

Main idea of this post is that a man misogynistically hit on the OP, and the OP is angry about her passivity when looking back (not standing up for herself and asserting her boundaries directly.)

I AM
GOING TO
FIGHT