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Sterek AU: Forever Be My Valentine

The fourteenth of February marks the day Stiles’ vocabulary vanished leaving just a single word to be uttered in response to Derek’s proposal:

                                                    Y E S!

However, the shocked filter doesn’t last long as a veritable torrent of, “Derek”, “I love you”, and praises in both English and Polish tumble from his lips. 

“I can’t believe you did all this. And here I thought the only romantic bone in your body was mine.” Stiles’ salacious eyebrow waggling falters slightly at a firm, yet loving, swat to the ass by his chuckling fiancé.

“I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.” Derek smirks, nosing his way down his jawline to his favorite spot on his neck just below his ear, eliciting a delicious shiver.

“Oh my god, that was terrible,” Stiles chokes on laugh. “Thank god you didn’t lead with that or I would have reconsidered my answer.”

Stiles let out a yelp as Derek nips at a tender spot.

“Lie.”

Stiles tilted his head giving him more room to explore. 

“Mmm. Yup. Truth is you had me at ‘This is private property.’ There were many very public things I wanted to do to said property.”

Derek eyes flash as he emits a playful growl as his hands slide down to grasp his ass and quickly hoist him up. Stiles’ legs automatically wrap around his hips as a surprised moan barely has time to escape; lips becoming entangled with his own. Blunt teeth gently nibble Stiles’ bottom lip, tongue soothing over the indentations, silently pleading for entrance; a satisfied rumble answers when it’s granted. Derek pulls back just enough to gaze into honeyed eyes filled with love and eternal mischief, slowly engulfed by blown pupils. His right hand cups his jaw, thumb gently traveling across the path of moles to plump, reddened lips.

“Feel like doing some trespassing tonight?”

Stiles tosses his head back, whole body shaking with laughter. “Oh my god, I can’t believe I’m going to spend the rest of my life with you.”

Derek grins brightly at that thought “Not having any second thoughts, are you?”

Stiles’ arms tighten around Derek’s neck, pulling him into passionate kiss that leaves them both breathless.

“Not on your life. I love you so much, Der.”

“Love you too, Stiles.”

The night was filled with saccharine whispers, breathless moans, praises to deities that may not exist, content groans, laughter and love. Stiles may have trespassed all those years ago, but they have since established a home in each other. 

Twin surprise

Tommy Shelby x Reader

Request: Hey I love your writing. Can you do one were you catch Tommy cheating on you with Grace and you leave but you went to tell him that you were pregnant with twins and then a few years later you end up going back to Birmingham


You loved him, you did. But it wasn’t working there was no spark there, not anymore. You had been together since you were 15 and he was 17 since you were kids everyone knew you would be together. Polly never did stop going on about that time you two got married in the mud in the back street of your house when you were 5. ‘Meant to be’ everyone said. Maybe you were, but it wasn’t the same as it was when you were kids.

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Teenagers to Toddlers [Intro/Part 1] - Derek Hale

Originally posted by iminlovewithderekhale

Summary: When the rest of the pack turns into toddlers, you and Derek have to take care of the pack together.

Genre: Fluffy fluff

Warning: NOPE NONE

{part 1} {part 2}

A/N: So I have changed my mind on how I wanna run this series. It’ll be more of a drabble series. So instead of each chapter being like 3k words, they’ll be a little smaller. I’m terribly sorry if it’s not what you want, but I feel that I won’t write it well enough if I keep it long. Sorry. I hope you like it. My inbox is always open.

~ Admin Brooklyn

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Derek just went out for coffee. That’s it. That is all he wanted and that is all he did. He went to the store, got coffee grounds and then got his own coffee from McDonald’s with something for you as well for the morning. It was supposed to be a chill morning. You were gonna sit on the couch together, watching the movie marathon playing on freeform. When Derek got back to the loft though, it was not chill. There were five toddlers crying on his floor and you were in the middle of them calming down two out of the five.

“Hey, Der! Um, wanna help?” You asked him. He sighed. And looked at you and then looked at the kids. “What happened?”

"I don’t know! I went to Scott so we can go hang out but I found him and stiles as a baby. And then I went to the Argents but Allison and Isaac are too. And I don’t know how but Lydia was just here when I got back.” You said back. Baby Allison giggled in your arms, and you smiled down at the brown haired baby. Derek looked at you, his eyebrows raised. You glared at him. “Derek Hale, do you really think that I would lie to you. Have I lied to you before?”

“Helping Scott when Gerard tried to be an alpha. When Peter was an alpha, lying to me about helping Scott, again. Right now, when you told me there was no coffee in the house.”

“THERE’S COFFEE!” You yelled. Scott whined in your arms and you smiled sympathetically at the, now literal, werepuppy. Derek gave you a small smile and nodded his head, pointing to the bag of coffee grounds barely peeking out of the pantry.

“Anyways, you know I would do anything to protect Scott and Stiles. They’re like family. Plus you Hales aren’t exactly adequate alphas.” Derek glared at you and went to the kitchen to put the groceries away and set down his food. He went back into the living room and picked up two more kids. One with barely any hair on his head and one with strawberry blonde locks that reached her shoulders.

“I think I have Stiles and Lydia.” He said. You looked over at him, ignoring the tug on your hair by Allison. You smiled as baby Stiles slapped Derek’s cheek and then giggled. Derek glared at you as you quietly laughed. “Yeah, that’s Stiles.”

“Well, I have Scott and Allison. You have Stiles and Lydia. Where’s Isaac?” You ask. Thus started a scavenger hunt, placing the kids in a makeshift playpen built out of pillows and blankets. As you built said playpen, you had found Isaac. He was cuddled up in one of your fuzzy blankets. It had seemed to be Isaac’s favorite because when you tried to take it away he would cry.

“We should tell Melissa,” Derek said. You shook your head and he frowned.

“She’s gone with Chris. I swear they have a thing going on between them.”

“Sheriff Stilinski?”

“Stuck at the station, can’t get him out.”

“Lydia’s mom?”

“She still hasn’t accepted that supernatural things happen. I don’t exactly want her sending Lydia to Eichen House again for turning into a baby.” Derek frowned, which turned into a scowl as Scott got out of the playpen and sat on Derek’s foot and held onto his leg. Derek looked up at you, who only smiled at the sight.

“Really?” He said, crossing his arms. You laughed a smile forming on your face, which quickly got one on his.

“I can’t help it. It’s cute.” You said. You went down and picked up Scott, balancing him on your hip. Holding Scott cause Stiles to whine as he motioned his arms to be held up too. Smiling sweetly you pick up Stiles as well. Although you started to struggle with the two boys and balancing them seemed to be more difficult than expected. Isaac soon started to whine, holding up his arms motioning for someone. Derek looks at you, your attention completely filled with Scott and Stiles. He sighed before going to Isaac and lifting him up.

“We’re gonna have to keep them aren’t we?” Derek asked. Isaac was more manageable than Stiles was in Derek’s arms. He noticed it when Isaac never hit him. Although Isaac refused to leave your blanket and nearly cried when Derek tried to take it away from him. You nodded your head, a smile on your face as Scotty made face.

“We missed the best part of having kids.”

“DEREK HALE I SWEAR TO GOD.”

anonymous asked:

I'm all for lesbian Reyna like hell yeah give it to me but at the same time, there's nothing to show she is??? Like where????

Okay a few people have said Reyna should be bi in that post as well so this might get long (sorry)!

A quick disclaimer before I start, as with all sexuality headcanons, you can never be right or wrong really, unless it’s confirmed by the creator as canon, and then you definitely shouldn’t change it for your headcanons because that’s erasure! So I’m not saying bi Reyna is wrong, and this is mostly just my opinion!

I actually feel like there’s quite a lot of hints that Reyna is a lesbian! Firstly I know that a lot of lesbians on tumblr who say they relate to Reyna’s experiences! Like compulsory heterosexuality definitely seems like a prominent factor affecting Reyna’s attraction to Jason. Especially when she’s told by Aphrodite that she won’t find love ‘where she wants or where she hopes’ (I don’t think that’s the exact quote but it’s something similar). Like that just seems like Aphrodite saying ‘honey, you’re gay’ and not that she thinks Reyna won’t find love at all. Also a lot of lesbians date guys before they know they’re gay, it’s not that uncommon, because heteronormativity and compulsory heterosexuality make you think you should date boys because that’s what girls do.

Secondly, I’m bisexual and I don’t feel like Reyna’s experiences are like mine, if it was Rachel I can understand it, but not Reyna. Like my attraction to men on the whole just seems more real than hers does in the books? She only says anything to Percy when she’s desperate, for example. Also with Jason I feel she was more bothered by the loss of a friend than any romance they had together. I don’t know she just never actually really talked all that much about being attracted to guys, and more about how she felt she needed them. This is actually a huge part of her arc, when she says that her life won’t be defined ‘by guys who may or may not like her’ for instance (again this quote isn’t exact but it’s something similar).

anonymous asked:

Sorry to bother you, but I was wondering how do you handle an adult life? I'm 17 and the fact that I'm going to be an adult is starting to panic me more and more. Like I CANT talk to adults. I stutter&I'm a mess. I'm even bad with my peers. Some advice on how you do it would be nice. I try to ask my parents, but they aren't very helpful and seem ready to drop me into the deep end to "teach me" a lesson about being an adult. (Sorry again about non blog related question. No obligations to answer)

Oh boy, I’m gonna do my best to answer this, but full disclosure? I’m pretty bad at being social. I have some issues, and talking to people is really hard for me. That might be helpful in this context if you’re coming from a similar situation, but I don’t know if that’s the case, so it’s possible that my stuff won’t work for you. I’ll give it a whirl anyway.

I actually was thrown into the deep end when I was about your age, because I ended up going to college in a state where I pretty literally didn’t know a single person. I don’t know if that was a positive thing or not, but I can definitely say that I’ve gotten significantly better about talking/adulting since then. I’m still terrified of everyone older than me, but I can fake my way through the majority of it now. 

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A little...well no sorry a long rant about SM....

I read a lot over the last while, amongst the bubble of new Samzie shippers & just general Outlander fanning, I also saw a lot of hate towards Sam & a lot of trolling towards MM after recent events in late Feb & now in SA. Like I said when I first started this blog I would try my hardest not to include other ppl than SamCait & I was doin a pretty good job if I do say so myself but then some weird shitstorm happened & here we are!!

So back to my point & SM….I’ve seen quite a few ppl from all sides of the fandom arguing about why a certain blonde doesn’t control her SM better & others sayin she shouldn’t have 2, shippers need 2stop wit the hate etc so here’s my two cents on it all for what it’s worth!!

I work in a job that doesn’t require me to moderate my personal SM activity, even tho I wouldn’t have too as I don’t troll, target, bully, harass or send hate to any1, I’m not posting scandalous pics or engaging in illegal activity (other than shipping as according to some apparently the police need to b involved in this fandom) I am however also responsible 4the digital marketing for the company I work for so of course when I’m utilising them I keep them professional.  

Now being say an “actor” this is your work, you have to mix your personal with your professional & find a balance on SM or you create separate accounts for the two in order to help you seperate the two lives if must be! Now the actress who at the very least has a friendship/whatever-the-fuck-ship with Sam baffles me as to why she allows the crazy shit storm of comments on her IG….since November she has received so much hate on every dam pic & the latest ones in SA, like sock accounts & trolls are going to town on her……so firstly disable commenting bcos even the comments praising you or your “romance” come across as creepy from second hand fans & it’s just desperate & slightly mortifying regardless if it’s true or not….secondly if a casting director or studio executive was looking for the next big up and coming star of say a franchise, the next Jennifer Lawerence & your name was thrown around, they would look to c how marketable you are, who you would appeal too, they would go to your SM as well as past works, it’s now a facet of your cv, it reflects how you conduct yourself in real life so why in gods name would you keep up such gross commentary, it affects your image negatively. Because at this rate on her IG there’s more hate than support & that wud be alarm bells for a casting director…she’s controlling the perception of herself very poorly…she’s allowing trolls to write her narrative…sometimes “I suggest you ignore” isn’t the best advice & wont cut it!!

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anonymous asked:

There's a fictional disease called Hanahaki disease (from a japanese comic called Hanahaki Shoujo) where the person coughs up flowers if their love is unrequited and I can't help but think this really Jehanparnasse aesthetic? What do you think?

Montparnasse has never coughed up a flower in his life, for the good and simple reason that he’s never been in love. Ever. It’s not his gig, really. When he sees Eponine constantly coughing roses and daisies, he sure as hell doesn’t envy her. Being in love sounds like such a hassle.

Eponine has that roommate he doesn’t know well. Doesn’t want to know well. What for? He’s not going to chichat with Ponine’s social circle. They’re just… there. But they’re… nice. Too nice. They make him coffee when he sleeps on Eponine’s couch, and stitched up arm once when it had a bad cut.

Okay, maybe he wants to hang out for a bit. They’re in Eponine’s apartment anyway, it’s not like he’d have to WALK anywhere to see them.

They’re watching a movie one day, Jehan’s favourite, apparently. Something with a boarding school and poets, Montparnasse hasn’t followed the plot closely. He doesn’t know when Jehan started leaning against him. Suddenly, they start coughing incontrolably, littering the floor with flowers. Montparnasse only has time to see their horrified face before Jehan runs to their room and slams the door. It turned into a very weird evening after that.

“That’s up with them?”

“I-I think it’d be best if you went home, Parnasse.”

Weird. Montparnasse doesn’t think much about it. But everytime he sees Jehan, more flowers come out. Damn, they must have it really bad! Montparnasse isn’t one to talk about feelings but he can’t exactly ignore the elephant in the room.

“So. That person you like, they’re an asshole for not liking you back.”

“Don’t say that! He… He can’t choose how he feels. Some people don’t feel romantic attraction it’s… it’s fine I’ll get over it.”

They don’t. And Montparnasse gets more and more frustrated because damn Jehan doesn’t deserve that! Now that he considers them as his friend, it’s hard to see them pining that bad. And Jehan will never tell who it is, surely because they’re scared Parnasse would want to ~talk~ with them.

Jehan’s great. Jehan deserves someone who loves them back. They’re super cute and nice and warm. They have an unfortunate fashion sense, yes, but no one’s perfect. Then, the flowers become somewhat rarer. And Montparnasse gets more and more confused. So is Jehan.

Jehan doesn’t need flowers. Their lips already form the bud of a pink rose and they smell like a meadow in the middle of spring. The more time Montparnasse spends with them, the more he finds himself drawn to their hands, their smile, their eyes. It’s weird. He feels weird. He doesn’t know how he feels.

And then he gets it.

He’s the asshole who wasn’t an asshole! He just didn’t know Jehan enough to fall in love with them!

He buys the biggest bouquet he can find that night and shows up at Jehan and Eponine’s doorstep.

“I-I-I.. For all the flowers you coughed up because of me I…. I get it now. I… me too, now. I… you know…”

“I know. Come in, you leathery sap.”

(Also known as that time Montparnasse was an oblivious demiromantic mess)

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❤️ H A P P Y X I U M I N D A Y ❤️🌸 Minnie turns 27 today! I can’t believe how fast time flies. Minseok is in all honesty one of the most beautiful human beings ever, and by that I don’t mean appearance, i mean potential, personality. I got to be in the fandom for only two years but that didn’t stop me from quickly loving everything about Minseok. He has such passion and dedication for whatever he does and he’s the most selfless person ever, and tbh every single thing about him is pure beautiful. I got to witness the glory of him acting and singing and dancing and performing his heart out and that experience was as breathtaking as it could get but most importantly, i got to witness how he started breaking out of his shell and started opening up little by little and honestly guys, Kim Minseok is a legend and it really is a honor to have someone like him to look up to 😌🙌

Jail??? ❀ Tiffany & Jin

Okay. She could do this. She could totally do this. Sure it looked like she was fleeing the country…..quite literally. But still. This wasn’t some run away from the law. No. This was just her deciding it was best to get away for awhile…..Awhile meaning…..a couple years? Maybe one. Maybe two years. She wasn’t sure yet. All she knew, was that she needed to get away and out of Korea before she got herself into deeper trouble. Heaven forbid she be human and make a mistake every once in awhile.

“Oh my—-”

No. This couldn’t be right. This just couldn’t be right. No. Her loving sisterly figure wouldn’t do this to her. No no no no no no. This had to be a mistake. Surly her sister wouldn’t send her to…..to jail…..Would she? The address on the piece of paper she was given lead her straight to….a police station??? Feeling her throat closing up, she fumbled with her luggage as she tried to find her phone in her purse. Finally managing to find the device, she tried to ignore how violent her hands were shaking as she managed to dial the number of her dearly beloved friend BoA.

“Hello?”

“Unnie! What are you?! Some kind of comedian!? I’m standing in front of a police station!!”

“Yah yah. Calm your tits, Snow. Trust me. Just walk in and ask for a guy named Jin. He’ll take good care of you.”

“But who is he?! I don’t even know what this Jin looks like!”

“Sorry, Snow. You’re cutting out. Goodluckloveyoubye!”

“Wait—”

And then the line went dead. Typical queen. Sighing heavily, she dropped her phone back in her purse and pouted up at the doors that would lead inside the station. Okay. She could do this…..right? Just walk in and ask for Jin…..Whoever that was. Taking a deep breath, she gathered her things and managed to somehow open the door and nearly stumbled in. But thankfully she didn’t fall flat on her face. Well not yet, anyway. There was still plenty of time for that.

“Hello. My name is Tiffany Hwang and I was told to ask for a gentleman named Jin. Can you help me?”

She spoke as if she was out of breath. Which honestly she was. Not just from her racing pounding heart, but due to all the luggage she insisted on taking with her. She had wanted to pack as much of her favorite things as she could since she’d be living in a completely different part of the world for who knows how long. Her hair was a bit messy as some of the shorter layers got caught in the corner of her mouth, to which she tried to spit back out without looking…well….sloppy.

So How About an Unhealthy and Angsty Blackice List?

Ehhhhh, y'all! 

So i made a list of healthy relationship blackice fics and i think the other side needs some lovin (YES REAL LOVIN’. FROM US. NOT THAT STOCKHOLMEY FAKE SHIT. (but er…thats just us, lets proceed on to delicious fictional Stockholm HOO BOYO! BRING IT!))

For this list I will delve through my bookmarks and subscriptions more because frankly, awesome dark-fic is surprisingly hard to find for this muy delicioso shippu!

Ao3 First:

Lovely Dark and Deep - Jack can’t shake his loneliness when the Guardians don’t immediately step up :( poor babu! Guess whose there to comfort him :>
Enslaved - Unfortunately unfinished and most likely abandoned, but Pitch finds Jack when he’s only 100 and takes him in. brainwashing ensues hur hur, but p. sure this, if it would ever be finished, would end up Jackrabbit, and that might not be our cup of tea! 
Go Back to Sleep - Pitch classically invades Jack’s dreams for some nsfw and super dubious fun. *3*
Time Enough for Everything - my all time FAVORITE JACK WHUMP FIC like honest to god, nothing is more distressing. I LOVE THIS SO HARD! Pitch captures Jack and submits him to some ridic torture Jack will *never recover from*. But, it has a hopeful goldenfrosty ending <3.
Gilded Box - Pitch makes a deal to hand over Jack’s memory box in exchange for DUN DUN DUN a…SMEXING. LOL it’s super dub con, but Jack likes it. we know he do. also Pitch gains feels at the end UH OH! so actually, this one has the potential to be rather healthful if their relationship grew from a 1shot story…
Glue - Adelaide Rain’s story. need i say more? its fucking legit, yo.
Everything That Rises - HOLY SHIT THIS STORY! ITS FUCKING AMAZING Jack is on Pitch’s side, but he redeems himself and poor Pitch has to suffer the consequences (poor pitch? pffff he gets what he deserves, and he gets it fucking good. ouch my heart!)  
Failure to Protect - OOOOooookay, so this technically is Jackrabbit, but it involves Pitch raping Jack and Jack’s recovery from it and Pitch’s demise because of it. Its really graphic. REALLY graphic, read at your own risk. I still enjoyed it :)
Skinny Chai - Jack doesnt cope well with a bad breakup (basically this is just Jack whump. its delish) 
Shiver - LOL DOES THIS NEED A DESCRIPTION??? don’t read it y'all its terrible. 
All the Love in the World - WELL FUCK ME SIDEWAYS. WONDER WHY I INCLUDED THIS HERE?! its the *good* fight fic. the one where they kill each other. multiple times. -squees-
Pomegranate - Hades Persephone Au, Pitch is a bad person, Jack still likes him tho! 
Evil Boyfriends - UGH I HOPE NO ONE THOUGHT THIS SERIES WAS ACTUALLY HEALTHY! ITS AWFUL AND RIPS MY HEART OUT AND WHY. WHY JACK. WHY U MURDER PPL JACK. 
So the Sun is Ashamed - dubious sex. lol what more do need, really? 
The Weakening Eye of Day - Post apocalyptic setting because JACK AND PITCH ENDED THE WORLD TOGETHER LOL also Jack goes bonkers and kills humans while fucking them because they look like pitch who won’t touCH JACK WITH A 10 FT POLE!
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OK, so thats basically my bookmarks LOL. Its all stuff i’ve read and know pretty well. Love it all. its delish!

As for on tumblr, we have our authors linddzz (also see selkie stuff omg), kalael (SO MUCH WHUMP AND ANGST YESS), charmed7293 (horrific depictions meant specifically to horrify. yiss! but mobboss is still adorable FIGHT ME!) , dildarium (WOW GET THEM TO LINK U TO MURDERING JACK!), adelaiderain (Like Drowning, whats listed above, but otherwise mostly healthy) , and uhhhhmmmmm…

those are just a few i know who are prevalent in the fandom who have written in this vein. THere are tons of others who write awesome and not terribly upsetting stuff!

Other good mentions are ionahi because King Frost is defs not in a happy place, and i see they are making ‘The Failed Guardian’ which is really promising for awesome jack whump and terrible jack decisions! wooo

I’m going to mention Mary P Sue, Gretchen Sinister, When the Ocean Met the Sky, Mira Eyeteeth, and Emerald Embers because of NDU things and their various prompt fills. NDU Jack is a sad sad sad hampster being buffetted on the ill winds of FOUR FUCKING PITCHES?! GOOD LORD BOY. RUNNNN! 

and meexart needs a mention because their blackice artwork (while made a while ago) definitely depicts very clearly that they are not quite all there. hehe.

and this isn’t even RECENT STUFF OH MAN! i had to dig way back to find these links, and some of em might be abandoned stories and unfinished (SORRY!) 

its much easier to find them being cute these days <3 (maybe HALLOWEEN PROMPTS WILL CURE THAT, EH EH EH EH?) (sideyes self. i should work on those too. oops)

((Guys check out this little animation I did! :) it’s for a project at tech! It’s this little bear guy I made and it’s my first animation so it’s not gonna be great!! Lol
I’m thinking of making some shirts for this guy and if anyone wants one hit me up! :) well I may not be able to get you shirts.. it really depends. I can make a few so first come first serve? But I’ll probably do that ONCE I have a shop online!

That’s right
IM GONNA SELL ART!! Yay!! Well this is a long post lol.. sorry! I’m making shirts for two of my friends including me of this guy so I may not be able to but once I’ve sold some art and stuff maybe I can make shirts for my website!!))

destrucsdansmatete  asked:

Hi, I'm in need of good Drarry fics right now and, as I like your recs in general, I really (really) would love to know which Drarry fics are your absolute favorite ones.

YESS. Thank you, it’d be my pleasure! These are in order. Kind of.

• Turn, by Sara’s Girl (306k)
One good turn always deserves another. Apparently.

Reparations, by Sara’s Girl (87k)
Harry is about to discover that the steepest learning curve comes after Healer training, and that second chances can be found in unexpected places.

He Who Must Not Be Normal, by lettered (40k)
Potter has fame and fortune and posh clothes and all he wants is a simple life. Draco has a flat and a cat and a steady job and all he wants is a complicated life. Which makes you think this story has something exciting like body-swapping, but it doesn’t. Instead it has Indian takeaway and a blue jumper and people wanting a whole lot of what they can’t have, discovering themselves as they discover each other.

Tempus Fugit, by Poison Pen (93k)
A monumental cock-up in Potions means that Harry and Draco have more to contend with than mutual enmity. A journey of discovery, self-reflection and love.

The Light More Beautiful, by firethesound (81k)
Thirteen years after Draco accepts Potter’s help escaping the horror of his sixth year, he returns to England where he makes the unfortunate discovery that Potter is still as obnoxious as ever. And worse, more than a decade overseas hasn’t been enough to dim Draco’s obsession with him.

The Way Down, by lettered (65k)
Harry is overwhelmed by his own power and fame and angst, so he’s become a hermit. Draco Malfoy is tired of the melodrama.

Chaos Theory, by Tessa Crowley (102k)
Chaos: when the present determines the future, but the approximate present does not approximately determine the future. One gene varies, one neuron fires, one butterfly flaps its wings, and Draco Malfoy’s life is completely different. Draco has always found a certain comfort in chaos. Perhaps he shouldn’t.

All Life is Yours to Miss, by Sara’s Girl (114k)
Professor Malfoy’s world is contained, controlled, and as solitary as he can make it, but when an act of petty revenge goes horribly awry, he and his trusty six-legged friend are thrown into Hogwarts life at the deep end and must learn to live, love and let go.

Nightcall, by femmequixotic & noeon (116k)
A hideously mauled corpse is found sprawled across the paving stones of Brick Lane in the East End of London. Inspector Harry Potter–widely believed to be the lead candidate for next Deputy Head Auror–is called in to investigate a possible magical crime. To make matters worse, his occasional lover and former school-nemesis, Viscount Draco Malfoy, now billing himself as a consulting criminologist, shows up at the crime scene to aid in the investigation of the suspicious death.

Running on Air, by eleventy7 (74k)
Draco Malfoy has been missing for three years. Harry is assigned the cold case and finds himself slowly falling in love with the memories he collects.

A Thousand Beautiful Things, by geoviki (104k)
Draco Malfoy struggles with changed fortunes, shifted alliances, an ugly war, and an unusual spell, with the help of a concerned professor, an insightful house-elf, and an unexpected Gryffindor friend.

Unhook the Stars, by jad (72k)
“Love is like a Rubix Cube: there are countless wrong twists and turns, but once you get it right, it’s perfect no matter how you look at it.” Seventy-thousand words of pornographic discourse between two boys-turned-men that still haven’t learned how to communicate like normal people — with words.

Right Hand Red, by lumosed_quill (73k)
Harry felt Malfoy’s breath on his lips as they came together over the bottle, hands firmly planted on the floor as though they each needed their familiar soil, refusing to cross into enemy territory. Except that Malfoy no longer felt like his enemy. Malfoy felt inevitable.

Only For The Lucky, by SunseticMonster (63k)
Things seem to be going well for Draco Malfoy after the war. He’s working as a professor at Hogwarts and makes the papers all the time for his charitable contribution to Muggle causes. But when Malfoy is rushed into St Mungos hospital for a psychotic break, Healer Harry Potter realizes that Malfoy’s success is not all what it seems and sometimes luck can have more than one meaning.

Stately Homes of Wiltshire, by waspabi (57k)
Malfoy Manor has mould, dry rot and an infestation of unusually historical poltergeists. Harry Potter is on the case.

Secrets, by Vorabiza (411k)
Beginning with Draco’s unexpected arrival at the Dursleys, Harry’s summer after sixth year becomes filled with activity and many secrets. As his summer progresses, Harry generates several unexpected allies as he finds himself actively becoming the leader of the Light side.

Little Red Courgette, by blamebrampton (31k)
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Smile- 5SOS 4/4

So this is for the lovely anon who asked for a 5SOS 4/4 where he finds out you’re extremely ticklish. The whole time I was writing this I was thinking of the song “Smile” by R5…so I guess that’ll be the song for this imagine lol. Enjoy!!

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Michael: “DAAMMMIITTT!!!” Mikey yelled, dying yet again in COD. “I just can’t fucking get pass this, never fails I always die right here!” You couldn’t help but laugh, and practically collapse on the couch from laughing so hard. You loved to watch Michael play video games, he got so into them, and his reactions were the best, whether he was freaking out over dying, or jumping up and down and screaming because he finally beat the game. He looked up at you from the floor he was sitting on, trying to glare but couldn’t quite take the smile off his face. “What Y/N??!! Why are you laughing??!! It’s not funny!!” He yelled. You sat up, wiping tears off your face. “Ok babe, I’m done, I’m sorry but…that was so funny” You said, still having the giggles. “Let’s see you try to do this then!!” He said, while pulling you off the couch and into his lap instead. He handed over the controller, and rested his head on top of yours. “Come one babe, you can do this, destroy them!!” As soon as the game started he wrapped his arms around your stomach. Bad move. Oh no you thought before the uncontrollable laughter started. You dropped the controller, and instantly grabbed your stomach. “Y/N what happened?! You died in the first second practically, why are you laughing??!!” Mikey said letting go of his hold on you. That’s when he noticed you grabbing your stomach, and it clicked. “NO! You’re ticklish??!! You’re kidding me!?!? That’s it, you’re gonna get it from earlier!” He laughed while instantly putting his arms across you so you couldn’t escape while he tickled your sides. You screamed, throwing your head back against his chest, laughing uncontrollably as he continued his relentless torture. “Ok! Ok! Stop!!! STAHP!!!” You managed to laugh. “Please…I’m sorry!!!” It was only then that he finally stopped. He turned you to the side so the side of your head was resting against his chest. “Well as long as you’re sorry…” He said while leaning down to peck your lips….

Ashton: You loved to watch Ashton play the drums. There was nothing hotter than watching your boyfriend play…his arms flexing as his hands came down on the drums, the hair flip he’d do, hell even the sweat dripping down from him was hot. You hadn’t been dating long, but you could appreciate all of this even in your fan girl days. “How was that babe? Watcha think?” Ashton asked you, getting up to get some water. “Amazing Ash, as always” You smiled, while walking over to him. “Are you just saying that, or do you honestly mean it?” He asked, smiling back at you. “Trust me Ash, you’re the best drummer I know!” You replied while playfully hitting his shoulder. “Y/N, I’m the only drummer you know” He laughed while playfully poking your side with his drumstick. You instantly went into a fit of giggles and put a hand on your side. As soon as you did this, you put your hands in front of your face, probably turning bright red as you did so. You were really shy about being so ticklish, and now that he knew you couldn’t help but be incredibly embarrassed. “Y/N, you’re ticklish? That’s so cute!” Ashton laughed, a big grin on his face. “No it’s not!” You said, removing your hands from your face, but you couldn’t help but smile as you saw the pure joy on his face. “Yes Y/N, it is” He said while lightly tickling your neck, then moving his hands to your sides. You started the fit of giggles as soon as he laid his hands on you. “That is the most adorable thing I have ever seen” He laughed, while pulling you into a hug.

Calum: “Y/N! Come here!” Calum yelled from the living room. “What Cal?” You asked, getting up from the bed and setting down your book. “This better be good Cal, because I was on a really good part-“ Whatever else you were about to say left your mind as you saw the sight before you on the couch. “IT’S A PUPPY!!” You screamed at the sight of your boyfriend cuddling with a puppy on the couch. What could be cuter? You ran straight for the pup, instantly picking it up. “Where did you get this adorable creature?” You asked. “The people next door asked if you could watch it for a while, something came up and they can’t find anyone to watch him. I said we’d do it. Hope that’s okay” Calum said. “Are you kidding me?! I’d watch him forever if they’d let me! He’s so cute!!” You cooed while holding the dog up to your face. “Thought you’d say that” Calum laughed. “Thanks Cal, you know me so-“ Yet again whatever you were going to say was left unsaid as the puppy begin to lick your neck and you started in a fit of giggles. “Cal, Cal! AHHHH! Oh my god CAALL, get him off me!” You laughed, squirming out of the puppy’s reach. Cal started laughing as well as he took the puppy from you. “Y/N are you ticklish?” He laughed. Holding the pup in one hand, he reached over with the other one to tickle your neck. You instantly started giggling and squirmed away from him. “You are!!!” He laughed. “Thanks little guy for bringing that to my attention” He said while giving the puppy a scratch behind his ear. “Oh shut up Cal” You laughed while putting your head on his shoulder, rubbing the puppy’s back. He just laughed, and you two continued to play with the puppy until its owner unfortunately came to pick the pup up.

Luke: “Run!” Luke looked at you, a grin on his face, excitement filling those blue eyes. “Are you crazy? It’s pouring!” You exclaimed. “Luckily for us the restaurant is right there across the street” Luke said, grabbing your hand. You shook your head while looking at the street in front of you, rain coming down around you, hard. Of course, it just has to pour the one day I don’t have my jacket… You thought, gazing at the restaurant in front of you…so close but so far away. “Ok…but let’s move fast…I don’t want to be soaking wet.” You said, squeezing his hand. “Ok ready?! 1……2…3!!!” He yelled, running across the street, pulling you by the hand. You half screamed-half laughed when you ran out in the rain, water completely drenching you in seconds. You both kept running until you reached the awning hovering over the front doors of the restaurant. You turned to look at your dripping wet boyfriend, knowing you were in a similar state. You both laughed as you saw each other. “So much for not getting soaked” You laughed. “And your hair’s a mess Y/N” He laughed while tucking some loose hair behind your ear. As he did so, his fingers slightly trailed down your neck, and you started laughing even harder. He looked confused for a second, but then he smiled widely when he understood what had happened. “Y/N, you’re ticklish!” “No I am not!” You pouted. He then started tickling your sides, and of course it started a fit of giggles, and you trying to push him away. “Yes Y/N, I think you are” Luke laughed. “Shut up, ok yes I am, now stop!” You smiled. “But it’s so cute” He said, leaning his forehead on yours. You just laughed before bringing your lips up to his…

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Well shit….I actually did it….hope you like it! It’s funny, cuz I’m not even ticklish but I’m still all emotionally wrecked after writing this. Go figure. Choosing the pics was fun too, sorry some are like fetus pics, they were perfect tho lol. Anyway thanks for reading! I really appreciate it! You guys are awesome! Had this blog for like 3 days and already….just wow…Thanks!! And to the anon, please tell me if you like it!  -Lydia

PS: I’m hoping to have part 3 to my Into Your Arms series in a day or two…If you’re wondering….

GUYS…nearly 50 notes in one night…wow thank you so much!!! That’s a lot to me, like this is crazy…thank you guys…..feel free to request what you want or message me with anything….wow…..thanks…

zreowolfz  asked:

It's nice to see a gentle Papyrus. ^v^ And Sans is so CUTE! I was wondering if Papyrus is the older brother? Because Sans is so innocent. I love your art by the way. <3333

thanks for likes ˊwˋ boss is still  the younger brother  _(┐「ε:)_and if U have a brother like this sans…..U’ll be clam and gentle too XD

about sans…..well…..long story _(┐「ε:)_ tbc…

sorry about that….but I have no time in the near term

anonymous asked:

I'm in love with one of my closest male friends. However, he probably just thinks of me as a friend. He doesn't think anyone would have a crush on him and that just make me want to confess to him. I really do like him as not only is he intelligent but he's also really cute and is one of the nicest people I know. We are constantly teasing each other as well. Any advice? (Omg that was long. Sorry!!)

i’ve never been in a relationship or tried to, but here we go anyway:

Just confess, friend. Life’s too short to wait, if it changes things, fine. Be Fall Out Boy, take the risk, see the reaction. 

distract me