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bree4 · 4 months

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I know Who Killed me Chapter 4

"Charlie!" shouts my mother i have been in bed all morning it's summer vacation i can't believe my first year at Anoka Middle has gone by this quickly. this fall i will officially be a eighth grader, holy shit. i go downstairs where my mom and sisters are waiting in the kitchen.

"Happy Birthday!" all three shout at once. today i turn fourteen.

they have a breakfast spread all over the dinner table and i am suddenly feeling i'll, not on a empty stomach but because i want to maintain my empty feeling. they sit me down and i put a fake smile on. i'll eat it, i just need to puke it up later than i will go for a long walk. maybe i can even start running?

i take a bite and i make sure to really chew each bite.

to others this would be heaven but for me it's awful, i can feel the fat latching onto my body i need to get rid of it now.

i go upstairs put on a grey oversized sweater and gym shorts grab my Nike runners and leave the house. it's the morning but the heat of summer is very much present on this walk, maybe i should have worn a t-shirt? i do a few laps around our neighbourhood and make my way to downtown i look at the shops and decide i want a coffee, which seems to be the only thing i find safe to eat. sparky's cafe is my go to spot, i like to get a iced coffee or a pumpkin spice latte in the fall. i would kill for a Pumpkin Spice Latte right now. it's also closes to the river side park, the walk i like to take when i clear my head.

the walk home is peaceful i feel better, i just need to get back to 110 i'm at 120 and once i'm back i'll be okay. i turn the corner at 2nd ave to walk the path at Akin river side park, i will walk up towards river ave it's a far walk but i need it right now.

Saturday June 30, 2018

today would have been Charlie's 15th birthday i can see it now, we would have had a nightmare before Christmas or a twilight theme but specially the first movie for the 'cold vibes' and he would have dressed up like Edward Cullen or even Bella Swan. the Cake would be chocolate with chocolate icing because he loved chocolate. i know him so well, i think i knew him better than his family did.

i walk down to the Akin river path because it's where Charlie spent most his time, he loved to walk the path. sometimes he would be here for hours, if his mom couldn't find him i knew he was always here. i spent that first week after he went missing down here, hoping it was all some joke or misunderstanding and that he would be by the docs or resting in the trees. i would be able to find my boy, but that day never came. i didn't leave my bedroom for weeks, my parents were scared that i might flunk out of the seventh grade.

god i wish he were just missing. how can you be dead Charlie? and why can't i remember that night, i've tried so hard to remember details, were we followed? did you get chased by some high school kids and a prank go too far, did one of us do something? and why can't this fucking town find who killed you?

Friday June 30, 2017

by the time i get home it's almost noon, my mom is sitting at the dining room table with a coffee i pour myself a cup and sit with her. she's reading her wellness book and i look at the title it's a diet book, she doesn't need that i do. i look at the book with interest, she catches me so i look away.

"you're so lucky" she tells although i have no idea what i'm 'lucky' for.

"for what?" i ask because i must know now.

"you're so skinny and you don't need to try..."but i do have to try, what does she mean skinny? i'm huge. there's a small bump in my lower belly that was never there before, and i can't see the ribcage anymore. i'm anything but 'skinny', i need to work out more shes clearly making fun of me.

i don't talk anymore i just sit, i don't wanna make a scene or cry or something. she slips a small wrapped gift to me.

"happy birthday "

"what is it?" i ask.

"open it." i start to unwrap the paper and i see a small iPhone box. i look up and smile, all that anger i just had slipping away, i'm now excited it's my first iPhone. my older sisters got one when they turned fourteen so i was hoping i'd get mine this year.

"i know it's not the newest model, but your cousin Riley didn't use it anymore a-"

"it's perfect!" i scream.

i rush to my room and get it set up, i used to use a iPod touch but this is the real deal i cannot believe it. after setting it up i DM my friends that i got a phone and to send me their numbers. the party is tonight and i told everyone it's going to be a villain from a horror movie. the party starts at seven so i need to get to setting up.

Saturday June 30, 2018

the walk to the train is freezing it's pouring rain today. i'm cold and i can just use a warm coffee, i'll go uptown near Anoka station i know sparky's is a few blocks down i'll catch the bus to main street and walk the rest of the way. i realize now i just made an entire circle around the city and somehow ended up back near the riverside path.

Friday June 30, 2017

the party starts and the three are showing up, they dressed up as their favourite horror movie villains: Ethan is Freddy from Nightmare on Elm St, Liam went as Jason from Friday the 13, Olivia decided on Annabelle from the conjuring, i went as the best villain in my opinion: GhostFace from the Scream Franchise, the best horror franchise in my humble opinion.

the lights are blinking orange and green the kitchen has neon purple light bulbs and all the snacks are in the dining room including the cake. i invited a few others from our grade but i never got a RSVP so as usual it's the core four, mom and my older sisters, they dressed up as the twins from the shinning and my mom decided on Winifred from Hocus Pocus. we play uno which always starts an argument between everyone and people get accused of Cheating ( not sure how they can cheat.)

"Uno!" Olivia shouts, but from the mischievous look Liam has i guarantee he's going to make her pick up four cards, he also has one card left.

he slams the 4+ card down in front of Olivia.

"Nope, now you gotta pick up four cards Liv." he is so proud of himself.

"ugh, Liam!" she's mad now.

"Not fair!" she whines.

"You're just not fast enough, nice try though."

the next round is almost done and Liam only has his single card, i'm waiting for him to put it down. "do it, i dare you" i say in my mind.

he puts it down and i shout "UNO!"

he glares at me and i keep his stare, i smirk and he gives me one right back. this game is getting heated.

"will you two stop flirting?" Ethan tells us breaking the silence.

"shut up Ethan." Liam says. okay we are clearly done with Uno, i need to switch the Activity soon or all three will literally murder each other.

"cake?" i ask. Ethan is already rushing to the dinner table where all the snacks and my birthday cake is.

"Mrs.Summers Charlie wants to do the cake!" Ethan screams.

"it's Carol weirdo." my mom says coming out of the kitchen with a fresh cup of coffee. we laugh because it's true my mom hates being called mrs.summers or ms summers or miss summers, just call her Carol. she says calling her by her last name makes her feel old.

"Sorry..." Ethan says but he's only teasing.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR CHARLIE, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU" everyone is singing.

as i watch them all sing i wish we can sit here for a few moments longer, because little do they know, i will be murdered on Halloween night. i blow out my candles. everyone claps in celebration here's to Fourteen, and the last five months i have to live.....

Wednesday October 31,2018

the sheriff is in the principals office and everyone is in the hallway watching with confusion. why are they here?

"Can the Following Students report to the principals office immediately: Liam Green and Olivia Bennington, thank you." i'm frozen again, it's just like last year. i am met with everyone staring at me i look down the hall at Olivia who's already look back at me, she's just as confused.

the office feels cold when we walk in, the sheriff is already in the office with the principal. we walk in together.

"Hi?" Olivia says.

the sherif turns around and looks at us both, i don't say anything but i'm very cautious.

"Ethan Lowry is missing." he flatly says.

i look over at Olivia and back at the sheriff.

Fuck.

#halloween #story #lgbtq community #lgbt pride #small town aesthetic

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theparanormalperiodical · 3 years

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Pluckley might be the most haunted village in the UK, but the paranormal ain’t the problem

I remember the first time I went to Pluckley.

I *think* it was the summer of 2017, so it was one of those long, university summers where I did feck all for 3 months. I had just started exploring the world of the paranormal, so, of course, Kent’s most haunted village was on my to-do list.

I came armed with a screenshot of a village map on my phone, some sunscreen and a best mate in-tow.

Pluckley is legendary amongst us paranormalists, with no less than 12 ghosts laying claim to the small village - which only has a living population of around 1000. But we didn’t bump into the Red Lady in the local churchyard, or the ghostly monk wandering the local roads. Instead, we spent about and hour and a half walking along 60mph roads in 27 degree heat, trying to find out where the haunted pub was and how far was it to Dering Woods and holy shit the next train home is in 23 minutes!

Frustrating as the experience was, it resonated with something I had uncovered in my earlier research of the area.

The residents of Pluckley hate people like me visiting their village. They hate randoms traipsing round the gravestones of their relatives looking to catch a glimpse of a ghost at St Nick’s. They hate people clogging up the local pub and inquiring about the spirits lingering there. And they hate the wave of tourists that crash onto their shores in the week preceding Halloween.

"It's a nice village and these stories ruin it and give us hassle we don't need." Source

Over the years, journalists have trooped to the village just outside of Ashford and asked locals what they think of the legends. They typically claim they joined in on the fun as kids, pulling pranks and sharing stories to keep the dead, well, alive, or had no idea their hometown was famous around the world for its legends.

Even the beating heart of the village - their local pub, The Black Horse - has been recently taken over by owners determined to distance themselves from its paranormal past. That being said, even as the renovated their latest purchase, they experienced a series of strange occurrences. Most notably, equipment mysteriously breaking.

Whether these legends are to be believed is of course up to you. And of course, you do have a right to park up, wander ‘round and harass locals about these ghost stories until they tell you to f*ck off. But Pluckley, like so many other supposedly haunted locations, is just a place. It’s sleepy, it’s small and it’s not that enjoyable to wander around its residential areas for an entire day.

(Don’t get me wrong, it does have some lovely footpaths, but most of the time I was stuck walking at the side of the road trying to find the spookiest places.)

So, here’s some of my top tips for being respectful when you visit paranormal places like Pluckley.

#1 - Study up first

If the locals aren’t too keen to talk about local legends, make sure you do your research before hand so you know what you’re looking for, where you can find it and the full story behind it.

You’ll want to draw as little attention as possible to the fact that you’re there to seek out the spirits of Dering Woods or learn more about the local ghost monk.

Even knowing where you can park without disturbing the local residents is just a small thing you can do to ensure you’re not getting in anyone’s way.

#2 - Come with a fully-fledged itinerary

Every time I’ve gone to Pluckley, I’ve drained my phone using Google Maps trying to work out where each spooky hotspot is. Even working out how to get into the local pub took waaay to long (it’s through the gate and at the side, if you’re wondering).

Next time, I’ll be doing my research to make sure I have a distinct route to follow, taking in each local legend without having to troop back and forth to different spots, and know how to find each one. No more dithering about how to enter the woods or find the right church.

For places as simple or residential as Pluckley - that is, they don’t have tourist signs pointing out each ghost sighting - this is crucial to having an enjoyable day out and not pestering locals that won’t be willing to point you in the direction of their urban legend.

#3 - Find out how open the locals are about the legends

Pluckley’s locals might be a bit hesitant to discuss their home’s reputation, but some towns and villages might be up for it. When you do your research into the legends, research how the locals feel about it, too.

Read reviews on Google for each location, see whether websites for local places have content dedicated to it on their websites or if there are tourist facilities dedicated to paranormal visitors there. If in doubt, assume they don’t want to talk about it - better safe than sorry!

And even if the locals aren’t willing to speak about hauntings, they’ll be happy to discuss their history with you.

#4 - Don’t forget to celebrate the living, too!

Even small villages like Pluckley are full of cute shops, boutique cafes and historic pubs. While you’re not trying to harass the locals, why not give something back to them?

Also, speaking honestly, wandering around residential areas isn’t that exciting. You don’t want to waste a day looking for paranormal activity that (probably) won’t happen.

If you liked this blog, make sure you leave a like and reblog it to let me know! And while you’re there, don’t forget to hit follow.

I’m trying to get into posting more regularly, again, but I’m just kinda doing what feels right.

#pluckley #most haunted #haunted #real ghost stories #true ghost stories #ghost stories #zak bagans #Ghost Hunters #ghost hunting #paranormal #supernatural #horror #horror movies #best horror movies

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sleepyimpala · 4 years

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hot stuff

FANDOM: IT (2017). PAIRING: Richie Tozier x Uris!Reader. GENRE: angst/fluff. WARNINGS: swearing.

“Tozier! If you touch me again I swear to god I’ll fucking - ” you start, gritting your teeth, failing to think of a threat good enough for the stupid Trashmouth.

Ever since you joined the Losers in the First Grade with the rest of the Losers, Richie hated you. He’d despised you and you despised him an equal amount. The pranks and teasing just got worse throughout the years.

You were happy with tormenting him for the rest of your life, but you just didn’t know why it had started in the first place.

“You’ll fucking what, huh, hot stuff? Call me four-eyes in front of everyone? Draw on my desk with crayons? Put a spider in my locker? Fill my bag with sand?” His eyes sharpen behind his glasses.

All of these things had already been done to him by you, and the two of you never got in trouble for… any of it.

Being Stanley Uris’ twin sister guaranteed you a spot in the Loser’s Club almost immediately, and you’d been the only girl for as long as you could remember.

You and Richie both had a grudge against each other for as long as you could remember. “I’ll fucking - drag you to the sewer, that’s what!”

Although Bill was still traumatised by Georgie you couldn’t care less if you hurt his feelings. Besides. He hadn’t come out of maths class yet, so it was fine.

“Right. As if, hot stuff. Yeah, and I’ll drag you by the own string you used to hang yourself,” he hisses back angrily, adjusting his stupid square glasses.

“Tozier, did you fucking just - ” starts my brother. You wave him off, smirking.

“What the fuck is your problem, Richie?” You start, blinking. “Why are you such a - such a dick to me? Stan, can you go get Bill, please?”

“I’m not leav - ” Stanley starts, shooting daggers at the Trashmouth.

“Please?” You give him one of those looks only twins had.

“Fine.” Your brother sighs and walks off to Bill’s math class, waiting outside the classroom, talking to Bill as he walks out of the room.

“What the fuck is your problem, Richie?” You repeat, blinking again. “Why are you so mean to me? Why do you hate me so much?”

“I don’t hate you!” Richie argues. “I just - you’re so annoying! You don’t belong here! This is an all-boys group! I don’t care if you’re Stanley’s sister! You don’ t belong here, and you never will!”

“You wouldn’t say that if I was Gretta or Beverly Marsh,” you hiss venomously. “I know you’re lying because you’re shit at it! So, why do you hate me so much?” You repeat.

“Well, what the fuck is your problem? Why do you hate me so much?” He tries to distract you from the situation at hand.

“You know I only hate people who hate me back, Tozier,” you grit through your teeth. “Everyone knows that,”

Richie groans in defeat. “Alright, fine,” he hisses. “You wanna know why I hate you so much?” He taunts. You shrug. “I hate you because - because I - ”

“Spit it out, B - Bill,” you hiss, smirking at him, cocking your head in a really bitchy way.

“I - you’re fucking hot, okay?” He exclaims finally. “You’re fucking hot and I’ll never be good enough for someone so hot and I just - Jesus! I’ve liked you since I first met you and I just couldn’t express it, okay?”

“W - what?” Now look who’s stuttering.

“Yeah, I’m in love with you! I can’t let anything happen to you, I’m always afraid that - the fucking clown is going to get you, or - or something, I don’t want anything bad to happen to you, and I - can you just be mine? Please?”

“You still haven’t apologised! You’ve done so many mean things to me! You cut my hair, you dipshit! In the fourth grade? Do you remember that? You put eggnog down my shirt in maths class when I fell asleep, and you blamed it on my brother! You knocked ink all over the book I’d been working on for the whole year! You are such a dickhead, Tozier!”

“Well, I could say the same for you!” He argues back, and you knew it was true. “You cut the strings on my tennis racket! And you glued my shoes together with superglue! You put shit - literal shit - in my school bag! Plus, you let Bowers help you with that! I’m the bitchy one?”

You cackled, then realised that it wasn’t funny. “Right,” you say. “Sorry. You know. About all the stuff I did to you. I was just - really confused! I never knew why you were doing it to me! And ask the rest of the Losers why and they don’t know!” You hug your stomach tight.

“Yeah, I’m sorry too,” he admits. “But it was pretty funny when I cut your hair,” he points out. “I mean, you should’ve seen your face!” He laughs loudly, his stupid face smirking widely as you punched him in the chest, but he doesn’t even wince like other people do. Instead, he just shrugs in response.

“I’ll fucking throw you in the trash, Trashmouth,” you say, smiling playfully. He grins. “But I don’t feel like it right now. So, I hope that you don’t fall asleep tonight. Or ever,” you glare at him, shooting daggers at the boy.

“Aw, come on. You’re that mad?” He pouts. Your eyes widen and your jaw drops, your eyebrows raising angrily.

“You cut my fucking hair, Tozier!” You exclaim. “And I’m still paying for it!” You say loudly.

“Okay, okay. Don’t sleep, got it,” he says, nodding solemnly, adjusting his glasses again, shrugging. “No big deal,”

You groan loudly before he kisses you passionately. You were so surprised that you nearly hit him but then your senses came back to you.

You smiled softly, kissing him back, just as Eddie, Bill, and your brother Stanley walked out of the doorway of Bill’s maths classroom.

“What the holy - ”

“M - mother of G - God - ”

“Are you touching my sister, Tozier!?”

MASTERLIST (requests for richie are closed)

#richie tozier #richie toizer imagine #richie tozier x reader #richie tozier x you #richie tozier x y/n #richie tozier smut #richie tozier fluff #richie tozier fluff imagine #richie tozier x uris! reader #richie tozier imagine hate

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pseudophan · 4 years

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I had a “friend” who 100 percent had a phanti account on tumblr 2017 that was “popular”. For a long time she’d try and say they weren’t queer because she had a crush on dan. To the point she hated Phil. And wrote y/n dan howell fics. When LMT came out she accepted he was maybe not straight but still didn’t want to accept maybe he was with Phil. In her opinion the vday video was all a big prank. Like it’s 2018 babes it was clearly no prank. When Dan disappear no longer talked to her until Dan came out. She then proceeded to try and convince me he was not gay and still had relationships with women because he said he didn’t care about “what you have between your legs” not getting into that lol. But yeah she told me her “friend” had a phanti blog. I once wrote an anon when it was talking some bullshit. Within minutes I got a message asking if it was me. Then I realised there was no friend and it was her. Even though she said her “friend” sent it to her and she knew it was me. Lol anyway I checked the other day and she no longer follows Dan and Phil. Guess she finally accepted it.

oh my god.......listen phannies get a lot of shit and certainly not all of it is entirely undeserved but honestly that certain brand of phantis who were also in love with dan (or phil but it was usually dan) were way creepier and meaner than any phannie's ever been like holy shit

#answered

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redhoodedwolf · 4 years

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A Week-ish of Sterek Fics

Hello all! So I recently accidentally fell back into my AO3 bookmarks and have fallen down a rabbit (fox? eh?) hole that leaves me entirely unproductive and sleep deprived but full of feels, so I thought I’d share all of the fics that I’ve rerereread thus far in the last week (it’s over 75 guys) (since friday 😬). Each has the fic name and description, length, and year pub/finished because it makes me feel old. Also all of these are complete because I am weak and cannot handle WIPs.

Note: I’m not adding any tags to the descriptions, so make sure to read the tags and ratings on each fic first before reading!!!

Teaching Derek How to Text (and Other Shenanigans) by neilwrites | 9K | 2018

yo derek Who’s dying

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I see your 'Derek doesn't have a phone' line and raise you 'Derek has a phone, he and Stiles text all the fucking time.'

The Hoodie by ladiekatie | 1.7K | 2017

“You shouldn’t be able to see me. What are you?” The guy in the hoodie says, the ball of energy grows hotter under Derek’s chin.

or the one where Derek is just trying to talk to the guy at the back of the subway.

Nothing You Could Say by SylvieW | 13K | 2016

Stiles’ second year of college is not working out as he planned. He rarely sees Scott, his job is exhausting, and to get home after his shift, he has to walk at three in the morning. Nearly getting mugged is the icing on the cake, but luckily a gruff stranger is there to rescue him. But now Stiles can’t seem to shake the feeling that he’s not alone in the dark.

Old Traditions, Werewolf Edition by Footloose | 3.6K | 2014

Stiles does not work his Omega ass off to attract frat boy Alphas. Absolutely not. He's at college to get his degree. If he's crushing on an Alpha who never crosses the lines of propriety, well, no one needs to know, right?

Stiles Stilinski, Boyfriend Extraordinaire by MereLoup | 14K | 2016

“Beacon County Sheriff's Department, this is deputy Mahealani speaking.”

“Oh thank god!”

“Stiles?”

“I, uh, I need some advice.”

“Advice?”

“Yeah. So, hypothetically, say you met your boyfriend’s mother and sister for the first time ever. Completely by accident. In the grocery store. And they convinced you to help them make a dinner to surprise aforementioned boyfriend when he got home after work. What would you do?”

Danny paused, and then, “Stiles, you don’t have a boyfriend.”

“That’s not the point! And I said hypothetically.”

“Stiles...what are you doing right now?”

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Stiles never imagined he’d be in Derek’s kitchen cooking a surprise dinner with Derek’s family while they waited for Derek to get home from work.

Partly because their visit was a complete surprise.

But mostly because Stiles didn’t have a boyfriend.

Or even know who Derek was.

But he’d already come this far and Papa didn’t raise no quitter!

third time's the charm by stilinski | 4.9K | 2016

Sure, Stiles has a mark on his chest that belies the depth of his feelings, but it's not something anyone can see unless he decides to show it, or unless werewolves suddenly have x-ray vision.

Which—worrying. And probably-definitely-likely a possibility – if it was to manifest anywhere, Beacon Hills would be top of the list.

Stiles almost turns around there and then to ask Scott how his visual acuity is but is stopped by the teenager at the register finally looking up long enough to spot Derek. Stiles watches her mouth fall open and her expression—studiously blank but with a faint flush rising in her cheeks—is one Stiles knows far too well, particularly when faced with Derek in all his snug-fitting-jeans, v-neck-wearing, canvas-jacketed glory.

Stiles is pretty sure he invented that expression.

Ukochany by VincentMeoblinn| 34K | 2016

Derek comes home to find a mail order husband and two amused betas waiting for him. When he realizes their prank was far from harmless he ends up saddled with a husband who barely speaks English but insists Derek is the love of his life. He's also determined to win him over.

only if for a night by stilinskisparkles | 3.2K | 2016

“I’m Stiles,” he says breathlessly.

“Derek.”

“Derek, hi, do you—”

Derek doesn’t let him finish, kisses the words right out of his mouth.

Hypothetically by alisvolatpropiis | 6.6K | 2015

Stiles holds his hand up to shield his eyes from the sinking sun, its orange-yellow light reflected infinitely across the vast, calm ocean. As utterly stunning as the sunset over the Pacific is, especially while floating leisurely on a surfboard a few hundred feet from shore, it’s a mere backdrop that pales in comparison to who he’s looking at.

Derek Hale, whose eyes are their own oceans that Stiles feels like he’s been floating on since the first time they met. The older man’s eyes are as ever-changing and colorful as the sea they’ve spent the day on, a palette of greens and blues filigreed with gold around the pupils. And if that weren’t enough, the rest of Derek is also transcendentally exquisite: high, arching cheekbones and a chiseled jaw, although that particular perfection is a bit obscured these days by his ever-thickening beard, night-black like his hair, nearly shoulder-length but almost always knotted in a messy bun at the crown of his head.

sincerely, derek by stilinskisparkles | 8.1K | 2016

September, 2009

Hi Stiles, it’s Derek. Derek Hale, from space camp. I’m writing this in English because my teacher Ms Grady said I had to write about my summer, but I spent my summer with you, so I decided to write to you, instead.

Please write back. Love from Derek.

Pancakes and Murder by Amethyst Shard (AmethystShard) | 14K | 2012

Stiles' life has been a roller-coaster filled with awesome highs and terrifying drops ever since his best friend Scott got bit by a werewolf. The ride hits a bump when a dead body turns up at the Hale house (again) and Derek's only alibi is Stiles. Which would be fine, except that Stiles' dad is the sheriff and has no idea his son has been hanging out with the former fugitive. Awkward.

The Witching Hour by MellytheHun | 8.2K | 2016

The radio host AU no one ever asked for but I have written anyway because sometimes when DJ’s play several sad songs in a row, I worry about their mental health and then this AU was born

Derek Hale, The Hero Beacon Hills Needs (Series) by MellytheHun | 11K | 4 Works | 2016

This series started with this Tumblr prompt, "it’s the middle of the night and i’m walking home alone in the dark and there’s this guy following me and he’s starting to gain on me and i found this phone booth with a lock on the door and i tried to call my best friend but my hands were shaking so badly i accidentally dialed the wrong number and i don’t even know you but help me” au

Stiles is walking home when he's stalked by a dangerous stranger and an even more dangerous stranger comes to his rescue.

Fly a Little Faster by mirrorkill | 32K | 2013

Everyone knows when you go back in time, you shouldn't step on an ant, just in case you accidentally kill your own grandparent or something. But what happens when you go back in time and, uh, accidentally interrupt the one event that apparently made the Grumpiest Alpha in Town into a ball of mindless manpain?

Well, if Marty McFly can do it, so can Stiles Stilinski. All he has to do is get Derek and Paige to fall in love before he gets pulled back to his own time. And before he makes anything worse. That's easy as pie, right? Right?

You are the Moon by skoosiepants | 10K | 2012

Stuff Stiles doesn’t like to deal with first thing: hot, moist dog breath in his face, a cuddly werewolf creepifying his perfectly normal morning wood with shades of bestiality, and his dad holding his service revolver up against the skull of his bedmate, never mind the fact that his bedmate could possibly be a vicious unhinged rogue omega.

Baby, you should stick around by ElisAttack | 9.5K | 2016

Derek's driving along a stretch of highway when an unusual sight makes him slow down, the engine of his old pickup rattling in protest.

There's a kid standing by the side of the road.

It's the middle of nowhere, the goddamn apocalypse, and this kid is standing by the side of the road with his thumb pointed skyward. Like he's playing at being a hitchhiker.

Or the one where Stiles thinks he's all alone in a post-apocalyptic world, until he meets Derek.

Don’t Be Anything But Okay by skoosiepants | 4.8K | 2016

“Oh my god.”

Ben pops open the car door and says, “Please don’t embarrass me, Dad.”

Stiles flaps a hand, still staring at the magnificent sight before him. There are glistening arm muscles and a sweaty tank top and then the vision bends over and holy god. He has to look away; it’s too much to take in all at once, he might swoon.

OR-

Stiles has a teenager and Derek has a plant nursery.

covalent bonds (Series) by HalfFizzbin | 9.2K | 3 Works | 2015

Derek's a hot nerd. Stiles is a nerdy jock. A LOVE STORY FOR THE AGES.

Disappear Here by AgnesBlue | 28K | 2016

Stiles was quiet. “What?” Derek said again. “My first heat is coming up soon,” Stiles said at last. Derek closed his eyes, disinterested. He knew where Stiles was going with this. “I was thinking…hoping, really,” Stiles said. “Maybe you could stay with me during that time.”

AU in which wounded in a fire that killed off his entire family, Derek wants nothing more than to be left alone as he finishes off his senior year in high school. That all changes when omega Stiles Stilinski asks him to help him through his first heat.

Money Isn't Everything by TroubleIWant | 6.3K | 2015

Stiles slurps at the dregs of his iced hazelnut latté, pretending he doesn’t need a refill just yet. Supporting your local business is great and all, but Isaac charging $5 for a coffee with syrup is highway robbery. He’s already cut his expenses down to the bare minimum, and splurging for foofy drinks is not in the budget. Except that he can’t really help himself: black coffee is plain gross. Maybe I should plan on marrying rich, he thinks darkly.

Or,

Stiles has a huge crush on the super-hot guy he always sees at Isaac's coffee shop, but when he finds out that they guy's an unemployed orphan he has to decide if the difference in their financial situations is a deal-breaker, or just a bump on the path to true love.

So Shed Your Skin and Lets Get Started by halfhardtorock | 21K | 2014

He's sixteen and in the woods on the wrong side of the town-line and he's so fucking fucked.

He knows he's not supposed to run, they teach that to you in preschool (don't run from a Were, back away slowly and walk with care), but they never told you how it would feel, standing alone in the dark with your heart beating in your throat as those glowing eyes tracked you from the shadows.

you and me (and my best friend) by trilliastra | 1.5K | 2016

“Come on, I shouldn’t be the only one having orgasms. Let me help you out.”

“Uh –” someone clears their throat and Derek jumps, startled, hits his elbow on the wall and curses, “am I interrupting something?” Stiles asks, cheeks red.

Derek looks up, sighing. Of all the people working in this damn school, Stiles had to be the one to catch him and Erica talking about sex. It’s just Derek’s luck. He spills juice on his pants? Stiles walks into the classroom; Laura starts yelling at him about something that happened when they were kids? Stiles is right behind them, waiting for his coffee; Boyd accidentally throws a ball at his face? Stiles is at the E.R. when Derek gets there with a swollen face and a broken nose.

The universe hates him.

Easy Alpha by interropunct | 4.6K | 2012

Easy A/Teen Wolf AU. Wherein, Derek Hale is the high school hussy, Jackson and Scott really need to learn to use their inside voices. And, contrary to popular belief, everyone is still a virgin.

Body Language by LadyMerlin | 2.3K | 2016

In an alternate universe, soulmates exist, and they can communicate with each other by writing on their own skin.

The catch? No one knows their soulmates' name. It could literally be anyone under the sun, and Stiles just doesn't have that kind of patience.

chantes une nouvelle chanson pour moi by pr1nc3ssp34ch (dallisons) | 13K | 2013

Stiles Stilinski has been at Hogwarts since his first year, okay. That's six years of experience. He knows how Hogwarts works, how it operates. He's not quite an expert or anything, but he's pretty damn sure he knows this school.

So why the hell have they waited like a million years to start taking transfer students?

And why is he the only one who can't get a French date?

C’était Salement Romantique by Swing Set in December (swing_set13) | 2.2K | 2015

The Triwizard tournament is really about fostering wizarding relations. Ask anyone. Just not Stiles, he’s busy French kissing Derek.

Hogwarts really should teach some linguistic classes.

The Long Way Home by MyChemicalRachel | 19K | 2016

Stiles didn’t plan to sleep with his best friend’s dad. It just kind of happened. And then it happened again. And again. And again…

All that once was, remains. by countrygirlsfun | 8.8K | 2016

Life is only a long list of constants.

Being a part of a royal family, being a prince, has been a constant in Derek Hale’s life since he was born and swaddled in silk cloths.

Wherein Derek finds himself in love with a stable boy who is more than he seems.

Driver's Education by arrowofcarnations | 9.2K | 2014

This is the moment he realizes he can never have Derek Hale – that he was stupid to ever think he could. Maybe their moms made them hang out when they were little and maybe they’ve managed to get along these past few weeks, but they’re too different. Derek’s cool, he plays a million sports, he drives a Camaro, he’s friends with Jackson. Stiles doesn’t fit into the equation and he never will.

Letters by ericaismeg | 8.9K | 2014

“Stiles, this is getting ridiculous. Can you please do something about it?” Lydia demands. “Do anything. I don’t care. Go up and kiss him, ask him to prom this year, write him secret admirer love letters, whatever. Just do something.”

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OR: The one where Lydia sets up an email account for Stiles to "confess his love" for Derek. And as fate would have it, they also end up becoming friends in person at the same time.

We're One of a Kind (Like Dip Da Dip Da Dip Do Whap De Dobby Do) by orphan_account | 3.5K | 2012

Derek is your classic greaser—with a leather jacket, a hot rod, a hot bike, and a duck butt. Genim “Stiles” Stilinski a total fream—he’s too cool to be a poindexter but he’s so far from a cat that Derek almost feels bad for him. All that’s missing in this love story is some oddly perfectly timed musical numbers.

do it for our country by HalfFizzbin | 936 | 2012

In which Derek tries to play it cool but Stiles is totally hep to his jive.

Fast Times At Clairemont High by MonsieurBlueSky (MyChemicalRachel) | 6.9K | 2016

Stiles is stoked when he's chosen for an undercover operation to take down a drug ring. He's less stoked when he discovers that he'll be posing as a seventeen year old student at the High School where Derek teaches.

It's Too Early For This by thepsychicclam | 4.9K | 2016

Derek loves his job at the coffee shop, especially because Stiles comes in for coffee before early Saturday morning lacrosse practices. The problem is that Derek is too shy to do anything about his crush, and the situation is not helped by the rivalry between the basketball and lacrosse teams.

A Tentative Truce by Inell | 8.5K | 2016

Stiles and Derek have a long standing rivalry that has extended beyond the Beacon Hills High School theater department to every other area of their high school lives. With the announcement of the winter production, their competitiveness has to be set to the side so the musical can be successful. With a tentative truce in place, Stiles unable to ignore his growing infatuation for his co-star.

we keep living anyway by bistiles (alis) | 10K | 2015

“Oh, damn, my manners. What an example I’m setting, am I right? I’m Stiles Stilinski, but call me Stiles, please,” Stilinski extended his hand for Derek to shake, and Derek took it, feeling the solid grip and the long fingers around his own hand. For some reason, he blushed on the spot.

“Derek. Derek Hale. Call me just Derek,” He answered, still holding Stiles’ hand in his.

By the look on Stiles’ face, he felt much the same as what Derek was feeling, whatever that unnamed reaction was.

“And this little barnacle attached to me,” Stiles continued, letting go of Derek and flushing pink, “is Leigh.”

Stiles is struggling to raise his only child all alone, while dealing with financial problems, a new job, and Adrian Harris, the worst boss in the world.

But then he meets Derek Hale, a dreamy co-workers, and what is a terrible situation becomes considerably less grim, when he has Derek by his side.

Don't Judge a Derek By His Cover by captaintinymite (augopher) | 4.5K | 2015

Stiles doesn't care about the rumors surrounding Beacon Hills High School's resident bad boy, Derek Hale. In fact, he thinks the rumors are total crap. Of course, being secretly in love with someone has a way of clouding one's judgment.

However, he knew for a fact that Derek liked books. So when the two paired up for a final English project, he was excited (but also a little terrified).

But you know what they say...never judge a book by its cover. The same goes for people.

sometimes fate is like a small snowstorm by thepsychicclam | 8.1K | 2014

In a coffee shop two days before Christmas, Derek meets Stiles. Despite neither of them being interested in relationships, they spend an unforgettable evening together, but then part ways. During the following years, Stiles competes in the Olympics, Derek tours the world - and neither of them forget. Then twelve years later, two days before Christmas, Derek finds Stiles in that same coffee shop.

aka a kinda sorta serendipity au

should the pillars of memory topple out of my reach by bleep0bleep | 4.3K | 2015

If Stiles didn’t know any better he’d say that look in Derek's eyes is adoring, but he does know better, and also amnesiac Derek thinks they’re married. Which is the only fact he hasn’t questioned so far, which is the weirdest thing.

Just High School by Dexterous_Sinistrous | 4.5K | 2015

Derek and Stiles have been dating for some time.

The only thing is, nobody else really knows.

Tis The Season Baristas Fear The Most by stilinskisparkles | 5.4K | 2012

Scott is hands down the worst barista Derek has ever hired. But it's Christmas and apparently that means something to some people.

Mind Reading Can Be Such a Pain in the A** (Series) by Fanhag102 | 21K | 2 Works | 2015

Derek Hale can read minds. If he could have chosen a mutant power for himself instead of being given one by random, genetic happenstance it's safe to say mind-reading would not have been his 1st, 2nd, or even 96th choice.

Maybe if he'd gotten the power of invisibility he wouldn't be sitting in a senior Economics class next to a hyperactive kid with a buzz cut who won’t stop thinking about dicks.

A Criminal and His Lucky Charm by Dexterous_Sinistrous | 5.9K | 2015

Please forgive yourself.

For what?

For allowing yourself to let someone in. For letting me love you. I didn’t deserve it, but that wasn’t your fault. Derek, please, just do it. Please— please don’t drag this out.

Derek Hale valued Stiles above everyone—everything. And Stiles betrayed that. In the end, he figured if he had to die, dying in Derek’s arms wasn’t so bad. He could at least have that.

the things you said when we were the happiest we’ve ever been by foxerica (ericaismeg) | 4.8K | 2015

Derek and Stiles meet again at their high school reunion.

From Dirty Paws by Surreal | 9.9K | 2014

Stiles finds a wolf in the woods. Well, it's more like the wolf finds him. Either way, he's happy to have a new friend in his otherwise boring social circle.

flawless by bibliosexual | 4.9K | 2015

“I know you and I are, like, werewolf-married, but dude, if I ever met Lydia Martin in person . . . All bets are off, is all I'm saying."

It's not like Stiles really means it (does he?), but it still makes Derek’s hands clench into claws on the steering wheel.

"Yeah, if," he says, and keeps his eyes on the road.

Those Hidden Places by Mimiminaj | 18K | 2015

He doesn’t belong here.

It’s the first thought that crosses Derek’s mind as he watches the new inmates spill into the cafeteria. The kid stays close to the wall, eyes scanning all the exits and skimming over the tables. If he’s trying to get a barring for his surroundings he’s doing a shit job of it, something made completely evident as Lewis shoulders him from behind and the kid almost jumps to flatten himself against the wall.

Stiles is the new inmate at Derek's prison. He really didn't expect to fall in love with the mouthy little brat.

Baseball Pants by thatfamoushappyending (betsytheoven) | 2.8K | 2015

Scott shows Stiles a picture of the new pitcher for the Dodgers, and Stiles is suddenly an avid Dodgers fan.

While You Were(n't Quite) Sleeping by mikkimouse | 13K | 2015

Scott’s mom, Melissa, had given Stiles the basics on Derek’s condition when he’d first come over here a month ago. Derek had been here six years, the only survivor of a horrific house fire that had killed the rest of his family. It had left him burned, half his face puckered with scars, and he’d been in a catatonic state the entire time. Stiles couldn’t even begin to imagine how awful that would be, being trapped in your own body for years on end, all alone.

Stiles had an inkling of how much being alone sucked, anyway.

(An AU in which Derek is the one who was trapped in the fire, and then in the hospital, based on a set of pictures from littlecofiegirl.)

dhale25 by ericaismeg | 8.1K | 2014

Derek Hale is an actor in Los Angeles, Stiles is a fanboy in Toronto. When Derek posts his Snap Chat username on Twitter, inviting people to add him, Stiles gets brave and adds him.

They develop a snapping relationship, and it gets intense.

I Settle for Long Distance Calls by iamursforevrmre | 4.3K | 2014

Derek is the guy who Stiles met on some random band page on MySpace because Derek made a ridiculously hilarious comment and with a spurt of confidence, Stiles had messaged him to tell him just how hilarious it was and they got to talking. Derek is the guy that made a FaceBook account just to talk to Stiles on the messenger so they could talk more when MySpace was slowly dying out. Derek is the guy that changed his text message plan to unlimited when he finally sent Stiles his cell phone number. Derek is the guy that has been on the phone with Stiles at any and all hours through the day.

And Derek is the guy that Stiles is in love with.

You look like my next mistake by Vendelin | 15K | 2015

“So, are you dating someone new? Someone who doesn’t mind that you’re frigid?” Kate cocks her head to the side, smiling as though she just asked him about where he bought his shoes.

His entire body sighs in defeat as his shoulders grow square. Just as he opens his mouth, someone comes up to stand beside him, snaking an arm around his shoulders. When he glances to his side, expecting to see Isaac, his brain seems to malfunction. Because it isn’t Isaac. It’s Stiles Stilinski, the lacrosse talent of the year, a senior who Derek has seen multiple times from far away, but never ever talked to.

In which Derek is a nerd jock, and Stiles is a frat guy, and Derek falls for him even though he knows he shouldn't.

Coaches Cupcake Coffee House by ChildOfTheRevolution | 4.8K | 2013

Danny looked at him as if he were crazy, ‘It means he wants to ride the dick Stiles.’ He said slowly, as if talking to the mentally insane.

‘Ride the dick, my dick?’ Stiles asked weakly.

‘Figuratively speaking of course, Derek looks more like a topper to me. And you, my friend, are a twink of the most twinkiest standards, but I’m not one to judge.’

‘I don’t know what you’re talking about.’ Stiles admitted, finding himself in a weird crouch-like stance that he apparently now adopts when he’s overwhelmed about finding out Derek Hotcakes wants to bone him three ways to Sunday.

Gladiator AU ( Series) by HaleHole (SweetFanfics) | 9.9K | 2 Works | 2013

He looks up at the door and waits. He hopes that whoever it is, they will be go easy on him. Werewolf he might be, with superhuman healing, but that does not mean that he will not be sore the next day. And he is scheduled for a fight.

Let it be someone easy to please, Derek hopes. Someone who will be quick to take their pleasure and even quicker to leave. He keeps hoping this as the door is pushed open. A voice murmurs a quick set of instructions to whoever has hired him for this session. It is cut off half way through by a familiar, impatient voice that makes Derek strain against his bonds. -- Rome based, Gladiator AU

Stilinski's Home for Wayward Wolves by owlpostagain | 35K | 2013

“At least your puppies knock first,” Stiles snorts. “Here I thought their alpha raised them to be well-mannered.”

“There’s a sign,” Derek responds stiffly.

Stiles, whose curiosity outweighs even his hardest of grudges, abandons his chilly façade of nonchalance in a heartbeat. He jumps right up and all but pushes Derek out of the way in his effort to get to the window, and sure enough when he leans outside there’s a laminated strip of cardstock duct taped to the vinyl siding:

DON’T FORGET TO KNOCK Stiles gets cranky when we scare him

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Or, in which Stiles Stilinski moves to Beacon Hills for his junior year of high school and accidentally adopts a pack of teenage werewolves.

Theory of Overprotective Canines by rosepetals42 | 11K | 2015

Stiles is totally looking forward to living alone in his super cool apartment off-campus. He is. He is also very excited to bike to school every day, ready to set up an awesome game room, and definitely over his crush on Derek Hale. Completely over it.

Or at least he is until Derek decides he's moving in with him. And then turns out to be the perfect roommate. And then starts attending all his classes. As a wolf.

This is not going according to plan.

Hot for Teacher('s Aide) by linksofmemories_archive | 8K | 2013

“He invited you to his apartment.”

“To do a lesson plan.”

“Yeah and to probably lesson your plan while you’re there,” Scott said, waggling his eyebrows.

“That made no sense, but you still managed to make it sound dirty,” Stiles said. “I’m impressed.”

The healing touch by devilscut | 96K | 2015

Stiles loses his temper with the rest of the pack when they all make excuses not to volunteer to help their Alpha. Deaton has instructed that for the next 24 hours Derek can't use his hands after he seriously injures them in a magical entrapment. Seeing the emotional hurt that Derek's selfish pack has inflicted on him when they argue and try to get out of it, Stiles volunteers to stay and then proceeds to give the rest of them a verbal ass-kicking. He then takes care of his friend, the Alpha, Derek Hale, while trying to work out what his feelings are towards the werewolf.

Quit Dragon Me Around (Seies) by WonderWolf | 17K | 3 Works | 2015

Stiles makes the mistake of taking Derek’s sword and now the grumpy werewolf seems determined to stop him from stealing and landing himself in jail.

Stiles is not pleased. He’s also starving.

(Or the one in which Derek has good intentions, but little understanding of how Dragon biology works. He just wants the cute mole-speckled kid to be safe). -----

“Five meals, Scott. Derek Hale has stopped me from eating five meals. I can’t believe he’s really trying to kill me over stealing his sword. That’s so petty of him. It isn’t like I meant to steal it,” Stiles complains.

“You kind of did mean to, dude,” Scott adds unhelpfully.

“But you don’t understand, Scott. It-”

“Just smelled so good? I know, you’ve said that like fifty times over the past two weeks,” Scott says.

“This is the equivalent of him stealing my lunch money, right? Thanks to him, I didn’t have a meal this week. Or last week! He’s a bully, is what he is. A nice smelling, douchebag of a bully.”

You'll See Me Again by matildajones | 10K | 2015

Stiles is standing there in his uniform, hair long and hands behind his back. There’s a blush on his cheeks and he can barely look Derek in the eye.

“Hey,” he whispers. He’s wearing the medal Derek had presented to him.

Derek stares. He doesn’t think he’s breathing anymore.

Stiles is the soldier who saved Derek and brought him back home. He doesn't seem to care that Derek's a prince or that he's a little bit broken. Derek falls, quick and sure, but it's not easy knowing that Stiles will soon have to return to the war.

Thousand by ericaismeg | 4.2K | 2014

“Seriously, Erica, I could tell him a thousand times in a thousand ways and he's never going to understand what I mean.”

“I thought I told you to spell it out to him,” Erica says. “Derek's has trust issues. I told you this would be difficult.”

Stop Crossing Oceans by greenleaf | 11K | 2015

“There are no absolutes, Scott! No hard rights or hard wrongs! The world doesn’t fucking work that way and we can’t afford to think like that, because people are going to die! We signed up for that the moment we got involved with all this!”

“We? We?” Scott hisses. “Don’t you think you? Don’t forget that you’re the one who dragged us into that forest the night it all started, Stiles. So if it’s anyone’s fault, it’s yours.”

Something inside Stiles cracks, so strong and so deep that he practically hears it.

The Wolf that whispered into Stiles' Heart by ElStark | 9.9K | 2015

Basically the Union of the prompts:

Mute!Stiles + Wolf!Derek + Soulmates/Mates AU

“Don’t you have a pack?” Stiles asks him –by then he had discovered that the wolf was in fact a male wolf –“I mean, wolves move in packs, right? Lone wolves don’t make it on their own. I read it yesterday.” He says while they’re both sprawled on the fallen leaves in Stiles’ secret-thinking spot in the woods. Derek licks his face, and Stiles laughs. “Is that your way to tell me that I’m your pack?” Derek licks him again on the nose, making the boy’s face scrunch up, “Ugh. Gross, dude!” he wipes his drool covered face with his sleeve and then gives the wolf a pointed look, “I’m not a wolf, you should have noticed, you know, I don’t exactly have fur and I don’t growl and I don’t have glowing eyes…” He says leaning in to look them closer, “Are you even supposed to have those kind of eyes? I couldn’t find anything about wolves and glowing eyes on the internet..” The wolf snorts.

Aftermath by GhostwithShotgun | 11K | 2015

Stiles suffers from PTSD and insomnia after the events with the nogitsune. He has nightmares, gets at most one hour of sleep every night and has daily panic attacks. He tries his best to hide it because they all have their own troubles and he doesn't want to burden his friends further.

Meanwhile, Derek has made a habit out of checking all pack members every night to make sure they're alright.

Cross a Canyon (with a broken limb) by theroguesgambit | 18K | 2015

“You never graduated,” Stiles says, just to say it. To test it out in the open air. That's... huh.

Stiles spends his senior year battling troll-gremlins, taking on an unexpected tutoring job, and definitely not falling for a certain sourwolf (even though everyone else seems to think he is).

It's a Schlong Story by floatingstark | 33K | 2015

"Do you like him?"

"Of course I do, he’s great!"

"Then what is the fucking problem?"

"My dick!"

-or-

Ex-Porn Star Derek Hale has a lot of issues but Ice Cream Parlor Owner Stiles Stilinski is not one of them.

Bad Dog Bakery and Café by Boom | 27K | 2015

Stiles saves an Omega from wolfsbane poisoning. Said Omega now won't leave Stiles alone. Stiles doesn't really have a problem with this.

Beat The Blues by lilpeas | 2.9K | 2015

Derek and Stiles have been childhood friends since the sandpit. When Talia realises Stiles is in love with Derek, she knows Derek has to stop seeing him: Derek’s a werewolf and Stiles is human. It can’t be.

But things never go according to plan.

Red Light's Already Off by orphan_account | 3.3K | 2015

Stiles isn't a hooker. He just plays one on TV.

Noteworthy Observations by LadyDrace | 3.7K | 2015

In which Derek recieves complimentary notes in his locker from a secret admirer, and though it turns out they weren't actually for him, things turn out pretty well in the end.

One Hale of a Sandwich by whatthehale | 10K | 2014

Stiles in bed isn’t really something Derek should be thinking about.

Ever.

Because the person who normally picks Lily up from school? Is Scott.

Lily’s other parent. And Stiles’s partner.

Not to mention the entire source of Derek’s current misery.

AKA, the one in which Derek thinks Scott and Stiles are in a relationship and that they want to threesome with Derek. Spoiler Alert? They aren't and they don't.

Choice by Omni | 8.6K | 2015

Derek knows what it feels like to not really have a choice, what it's like to be manipulated. He'd never take away someone's right to choose freely. The fear of even accidentally doing so is enough to hold him back from acting on his own feelings.

Stiles has never had a problem making his own choices, and fuck anyone who would try to tell him he can't.

(Or: Stiles gets bitten by a different alpha, but of course would prefer to have Derek as his alpha. And also just, you know, have Derek.)

Emergency Love by Kedreeva | 13K | 2012

Wherein Derek is a firefighter and Stiles is a paramedic, and they just keep meeting.

gave your smile to me by Sarageek16 | 4.7K | 2013

In which Stiles is a hooker (but not really), Derek wants to feed his skinny little body, and there is soup. Not necessarily in that order.

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Frozen - Domestic Assassin (Crack AU) Masterpost

This is a Masterpost of all the fanfiction I’d written (all on Tumblr) based in @ultranos’ Domestic Assassin crack AU which was hilarious for a fairly good-sized group of us! And from what I”ve seen in my notifications, people are still enjoying and finding fics of mine in this AU even to this day, which is great!

I’ve basically dug into my previous fanfiction pages and pulled them out year by year, so because it’ll be way too much work to try and arrange everything by title, I just went by year. At least Tumblr keeps the links when I copy and paste.

Since there are so many, you’ll find them under the cut. Enjoy!

Pre-2016

Air Mattress Prompt

An exhausted Anna returns home from a hot night with Kristoff only to accidentally make her sister fly off the air mattress when she flops down on it for a sleep.

��Am I supposed to be alarmed by the moon tonight?” prompt

Elsa is so exhausted she gets confused between the sun and moon apparently.

“Can we please stop fighting and talk about the koala in your room?”

Elsa adopted a koala, much to Anna’s exasperation.

“Can you pull this fake cobweb across the door?” Halloween prompt

Anna wants to play a prank on Elsa...

Cell Block Sniper (M - violence and strong language)

Yes. Yes. It’s a crossover. A crossover between “Cell Block Tango” song from Chicago and this AU.

“Do you realise what this means?” “That you’re a really bad shot?”

Elsa is NOT having the best of time trying to instruct a new trainee.

Domestic Assassin AU prompt: Hans’ POV (pre-reveal)

Hans has a visit from Elsa when he dumps Anna.

“Don’t touch that!” (Healthcare writing prompt, Snow Sisters)

Elsa was bound to fall out of a tree at some point and end up in hospital. Anna takes care of her.

Elsa and Weselton prompt

Elsa refuses to let Weselton in the door.

Eyes That Glisten

Anna knows how to persuade Elsa to do whatever she wants.

“God you’re such a grumpy bags in the morning aren’t you?”

Elsa is not a happy camper after a long night where everything just goes wrong. “Holy shit. Most realistic Dementor costume ever.” Halloween prompt

Turns out, Elsa just looks like that most of the time.

“I can’t help being a geek about my vital signs!” prompt (Elsarik)

A crossover between another AU (Shardsverse)

“I don’t think I should tell you what we’re dressed as.” (Halloween Prompt)

Somebody think of the children!

“I dropped my cookie :’(”

Elsa cries when she drops her cookie.

“I feel like a T-Rex”

Anna is too lazy to just grab the goddamn stepladder and get the jam herself.

“I wish I could drive you out of my life with a sword!” (Hans and Anna, prompt)

Anna is NOT a fan of Hans...

“Maybe you should go as an assassin. Oh wait, you already are one.” (Halloween prompt)

Anna is a sarcastic little sister to Elsa.

“No one unfollows like Gaston!”

Anna overhears Gaston boasting about how he unfollowed someone because of a disability. She is not happy.

Ruined Dinner Party

After an hour of waiting for her sister to come to the party, Anna finally spots her with “ketchup” all over her top.

Part 2 of “Ruined Dinner Party”

Of course it wasn’t ketchup. Duh. Anna is NOT HAPPY.

Sleepyhead (drabble, Snow Sisters)

Elsa, going to the kitchen for midnight munchies, spots Anna sprawled on a couch, textbooks all around her.

“So. Many. Triangles. Help me here!”

Anna, not being a maths-y person, gets frustrated with geometry, and Elsa offers to help.

“So you’re going as yourself for Halloween.” Halloween prompt

Elsa is not keen on dressing up as Halloween.

“Tell our parents my Tumblr URL and I swear I will make your death look like an accident” prompt.

Elsa practically threatens Anna when the latter demands to explain her Tumblr URL (of course she quickly forgives her little sis.)

“That mask is all kinds of creepy. I like it.” Halloween prompt

Elsa practically shits herself when Anna scares her while wearing a terrifying mask.

Things you said at 4am prompt

Anna gets a call at 4am on her phone from Elsa, who accidentally sniped the wrong guy..

Those Poor Birds

Elsa mistakes a pair of birds’ mating antics as fighting, much to Anna’s amusement.

“Wait, you’re yelling at a movie?” (Snow Sisters, writing prompt)

Elsa is very confused to find that Anna’s yelling from the lounge is at a movie. Not at an invader.

“Was it really necessary to shoot my pumpkin carving?” (Halloween prompt)

Anna is NOT happy when Elsa decides to use her pumpkin carving for shooting practice.

“What do you mean it’s a sunset…?” prompt

Elsa wakes up only to find that it’s already after sunset, not sunrise.

“What the hell? You gave out alcoholic chocolate to trick-or-treating kids?!” (Halloween prompt)

Anna discovers that her German chocolates had been opened by Elsa, who’d handed them out to kids.

“Where did you leave the spare copy of that book?” (Elsarik DA!verse, prompt)

Crossing over with another writer’s AU with her OC, Alarik. Elsa can’t find that one specific book she needs, and she’s sure Alarik has it.

“You once asked me what I’d do if I had only one day left.” prompt

Anna will most definitely NOT be spending that final day of her life with Hans.

“You did what?!” prompt (Elsa and Kristoff)

Elsa does not appreciate Kristoff’s concern over her having WAY too many cats for one house.

“You mean a line segment.” prompt

Elsa is a huge geometry nerd, even waiting in line for takeaways.

“You should go as an assassin. Oh wait. You already are one.” prompt

Another one where Anna suggests Elsa goes as an assassin for Halloween, only to be all “oh wait, you are one.”

2016

Accidental shooting

Elsa accidentally shoots someone she did not mean to shoot in a library’s basement.

Amuse Me

Elsa’s having one of those blah days and Anna’s there with bad puns all ready to go.

“Bittersweet and Strange” (not based on a prompt)

Elsa explains exactly how she likes her coffee to Anna. Turns out Elsa is also a huge fan of marmite.

“Can’t I at least take this baby koala home?”

Anna, no, you cannot take a koala home from Australia, no matter how cute it is.

Cat Gallery (not based on a prompt)

Kristoff discovers Elsa’s huge photo album of her cats.

“Did you lose your main point…”

Anna hears something about money and bills and wait what now.

“Do nurses ever fall asleep on the night shift?”

Anna visits Elsa in hospital and inevitably someone has to wonder this. Elsa’s adorbs when she’s pouty and Anna can’t help but annoy her on this count.

Fight Me

One sister challenges another to a fun boxing game.

“How did you get these bruises?”

A crossover with another writer’s canon OC, Alarik (”Elsarik”) where he asks how she got some bruises while on the job.

“How many cats are in bed with you?”

Anna marvels that there are nine cats in bed with Elsa.

“I don’t think you’re supposed to have the whole packet at once.”

Do not eat a whole bag of coffee. Do not.

I Have Found My People (not based on a prompt)

Elsa has discovered that certain Scandinavian countries drink the most coffee in the world and wants to migrate there right now.

“I know you don’t want this but it’s for your own good…”

Kristoff is rightly concerned when he finds that Elsa had thirty cups of coffee in 48 hours. Do not do this at home.

“I, uh, kinda dropped it in the water.”

Elsa calls Anna to tell her there’s an emergency: she dropped her wallet in the sea and all the fish now have her personal information.

“I want a Venusian day…”

Elsa tries to explain to Anna why she would not want to live on Venus. Anna doesn’t give a fuck. More hours in the day what’s not to love about that?

Of Cat’s Paws and Adopting Stellar Systems (not based on a prompt)

Elsa is enthralled by a photo of the Cat’s Paw Nebula she has found on the laptop.

Of Monkeying Around and Going Ape (not based on a prompt)

Anna comes home to discover that Elsa has adopted a monkey that had been neglected by its owner. Even Anna is almost (I said, ALMOST) tempted to keep the monkey but her common sense reigns.

“Oh so you were in my bed this whole time?” (nsfw)

Dontcha hate when you’re in the middle of coitus and your goddamn cat has to interrupt you? (Elsarik, with another Frozen writer’s (@patricia-von-arandel) OC for Elsa)

“Once we start tickling, we can’t stop!” (nsfw)

Another steamy one with an old abandoned OC of mine (Jannike), where they find themselves having a quickie while the boss is away.

Rubbish Day (not based on a prompt)

Anna is horrified to find a rubbish bag gone and trails of what suspiciously looks like blood leading outside. Turns out some meat thrown in there leaked inside.

“The best way to get rid of your ex…”

Anna didn’t think that Hans Westerguard would ever end up on Elsa’s targets to “take care of”. Until he does.

The One Time Elsa Caught Anna “Studying” (not based on a prompt)

Anna uses the mirror in the bathroom to practice distinguishing teeth for a medical exam. Elsa suggests alternatives.

“What is this owl doing in our bathroom?”

Of course Elsa would adopt an owl and want to keep it in the bathroom. Of course.

“Who dances in the rain anyway?”

Elsa comes home to discover Anna dancing in the rain.

“Why is there an otter in our kitchen?”

Anna comes home to find that Elsa has “adopted” an otter from a “client”. As you do.

“Why would you wish to be at a backpackers?”

Elsa and Alarik (Shards AU, Elsarik) decide to stay at a backpackers together for some private time.

“Yes, yes the cold doesn’t bother you…”

Anna is not impressed with Elsa standing in the snow when she has a major cold.

2017

The Blood of White Men (not based on a prompt)

As Elsa’s favourite song goes, he had it comin’ all along.

Is the Earth Broken? (not based on a prompt)

Elsa is confused about why the day she thought it was today...actually isn’t. She convinces herself the Earth has somehow broked.

“It won’t be high tide you said…”

Elsa needs to learn that reading yesterday’s newspaper’s high tide times is not helpful.

Kittens on Saturn (not based on a prompt)

Elsa hopes there’s actual giant kittens on Saturn after seeing a graphic manipulation on an astronomy news site.

Of Singing Humpback Whales and Rock Trolls

Kristoff visits Elsa in hospital while Anna’s busy with other things. It...does not go as expected. Poor Kristoff.

“Proboscis Monkeys look ridiculous…”

Anna’s exasperation at Elsa rescuing a Proboscis monkey is still not so great that she can’t help but wonder what would happen if you honked their nose. Anna NO.

“She’s going to kill you.”

Kristoff knows his days are numbered when he spills carrot juice all over Elsa’s brand new rifle. Uh oh.

“There’s a perfectly good reason for all these kittens.”

Turns out Elsa decided to adopt some kittens left on the side of the road when they’re already over-run with cats.

“This is extreme, even for you.”

Elsa is so addicted to her coffee she’s begun pouring them into wine bottles, as you do.

2018

Elsa brings home a parrot

Anna discovers that Elsa has “rescued” a very large, very loud parrot from one of her, ahem, “clients”.

Elsa’s Back Up Cat, Mushu

Anna discovers one of the cats apparently reading a book, and much to her consternation, Elsa explains he’s for back up.

“Oh what a circus!” photo prompt

Anna takes her still-bewildered-after-five-coffees sister to the circus. This may or may not turn out to be a great idea.

#Frozen #Domestic Assassin AU #DA!verse #Frozen DA!verse

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sabrinasgrimoire · 4 years

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Beltane Series: Walpurgisnacht

Walpurgisnacht or Hexennacht is celebrated from the eve of April 30th to May 1st. This is a traditional Germanic festival associated with witches. “Hexe” is the German word for “witch”, and “nacht” is the German word for “night”. So, the name translated to “witches night”. It’s more common name, Walpurgisnacht, is associated with the Christian feast of Saint Walpurga. This is a night that has striking similarities to the modern Halloween. On the Wheel of the Year, it falls exactly opposite of Samhain, making it the perfect time to feel the thinning of the veil and celebrate traditions of this time. In this essay, I will be covering both traditions.

It is common knowledge that the early European peoples celebrated the coming of spring. It meant the long winter was over, and abundance and warm weather were soon coming. In German folklore, it is said that witches and warlocks also welcomed the coming of spring by flying around Germany on broomsticks. On the eve of April 30th, they met on the highest peak in the Harz Mountain where bonfires would be lit and a ceremony took place to welcome in the spring. This peak is called Blocksberg Mountain, and has long been associated with witches in Germany. It is more than likely that these “witches” were simply pagans looking for a secluded place to practice their religion in peace, away from the prying eyes of the people and the church.

Over time, these traditions shifted. What once was a ritual to welcome spring, became a ritual to chase away evil spirits. You see, the villagers were afraid of the witches up in the mountains. They believed that witches and evil spirits travelled through the land on this night with ill intent. This is the parallel to the thinning of the veil at Beltane, exactly 6 months away from Samhain when the veil between worlds is the thinnest. In order to chase away these witches and bad spirits, the men of the village would make as much noise as they could to scare them away. This involved shooting shotguns, banging pots and pans together, and any other number of noisy activities. They also lit bonfires to light up the night, and discourage spirits who were sensitive to light from entering their village. Sprigs of foliage were blessed and hung above doorways to block the evil spirits from entering, and traditional bread and honey was left at the edges of town as offerings to the hellhounds.

So why was April 30th such an important night? Well, Pagan and Christian customs seem to have been tangled together. In medieval times, April 30th was an important half-way point that marked exactly 6 months until All Saint’s Day, which is the Christianized version of the pagan sabbat Samhain. This was an extremely important date for pagans, and was called the festival of Beltane. This was not to last, and the Christian church imposed a new holiday over Beltane, which was supposed to help the pagans convert to Christianity. Instead of the ancient Beltane, they honored Saint Walpurga, and called in Walpurgisnacht.

So who was Saint Walpurga, and why was she so important? She was born in Devonshire, England in 770AD. When she was young, she was sent to Germany as a missionary, and quickly became the abbess of the convent in Heidenheim. During her time here, she baptized many pagans into the Christian church. After her death, it is said that a healing oil began seeping between the stones of her tomb. This was the miracle that transformed her into a saint, and her body was subsequently split into many pieces and sent throughout Europe as relics. Because she died on May 1st, this is the day that became her holy day, and the eve of May 1st is when her feast was celebrated. She is known as the patron saint of coughs, sailors, hydrophobia, and storms. Many Christians in the Middle Ages also prayed to her to shield them against witchcraft, which was especially associated with her feast and the traditions of the day.

It is interesting to look at the similarities between Saint Walpurga and pagan traditions as well. Saint Walpurga’s symbols are grain, dogs, and the spindle. These same symbols are found in pagan tradition. Grain is a traditional symbol of the harvest, dogs are considered traditional familiars for Germanic Goddesses, and the spindle is associated with Frau Holda from the famous fairy tale. This made it easy for pagans unwilling to convert to say they were honoring Saint Walpurga, when instead they were honoring the old Germanic Gods. Though the Christian Feast of Saint Walpurga had different beliefs than the pagan traditions, there were other striking similarities. For one, the tradition of hanging sprigs of foliage over doorways was observed by Christians as well as pagans. Though some traditions remained the same, most of the Christian ones were different. People often made pilgrimages to her tomb in Eichstätt, where they would purchase vials of Saint Walpurga’s oil.

Now let’s talk about some of the customs of Walpurgisnacht. These traditions are very similar to those of Beltane. After the long, cold winter, it is only natural that the coming of spring should be celebrated. This was especially important to early Germanic peoples who lived in a cold place in the world, where winter carried with it a serious risk of death. To welcome back the warmer part of the year, they built great bonfires, and partook in a lot of song and dance reminiscent of that around the maypole for May Day. There are however, a few traditions not reflected in those of Beltane. These are the ones I find to be the most interesting! Remember when I said that this was also considered a witches night? Well, it was tradition to ride broomsticks between balefires or jump over them. It was also a time to burn old brooms in the fire. This is possibly the origin of the myth that witches fly on broomsticks. Anything old or broken was also burned in these fires, symbolically and physically cleaning the old energy from the house. Straw likenesses were created and adorned with illness and other bad things and symbolically burned in the fires as well, ridding the person of these bad things in their lives.

Though these were the traditional Walpurgisnacht traditions, they have changed once again with the times, and modern celebrations look different than they once did. The major difference between this celebration and the Christian celebration is that it is secular, and no longer associated with the Catholic Saint Walpurga. The fear of witches has been largely dispersed in modern times. More and more people are embracing witchcraft either through practice, media, or any number of different ways. With this new view, Germany’s celebration of Walpurgisnacht has turned into a sort of second Halloween in Germany. People come to the Harz Mountains dressed as witches, warlocks, or other magick wielders. Here, they dance and celebrate alongside others and large bonfires. The largest celebration is held in the Hexentanzplatz, which is a plateau near the town of Thale. Though this is the largest celebration, Walpurgisnacht is celebrated across Saxony.

Southern Germany sees Walpurgisnacht a little differently. Here it is seen as a night of pranks, kind of like April Fool’s Day in America. In Finland, Walpurgisnacht is called Vappu, and is one of the country’s most important holidays. It was originally celebrated here only by the upper class, but quickly trickled down and became especially popular with university students. In Berlin, Walpurgisnacht is a traditional night to start riots and protests, as it is closely associated with the German Labor Day. These protests usually begin in the Mauerpark where the remains of the Berlin Wall sit on display as a reminder. This is a new association with Walpurgisnacht, but an important cultural association to the German people.

Unfortunately, the negative connotations of Walpurgisnacht are still present in some cases. In the Czech Republic, this night is known as “Paleni Carodejnic”, which translated to “Burning of the Witches”. Though there is no actual burning of witches, the negative connotation remains. It is tradition here to build bonfires as well and burn images of witches throughout the night.

Walpurgisnacht appears many times in famous literature. The first instance introduced the myth of the witches, and was called “The Blocksberg Performance” by Johannes Präetorius. After this first introduction into mainstream entertainment, Walpurgisnacht found its way into other literature and music. The most well known reference is Goethe’s play “Faust”. Walpurgisnacht is the name of a scene in part one of Faust and part two. Other famous examples of Walpurgisnacht in literature include “The Magic Mountain” by Thomas Mann, “Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?” by Edward Albee, and “Dracula’s Guest” by Bram Stoker.

Obviously, there are many traditions associated with Walpurgisnacht. It is especially pertinent to those of us who practice witchcraft due to the rich history of pagan and witch traditions on this night. This is just another way to further celebrate Beltane and the welcoming of spring. Modern witches can use this night to feel more witchy and to connect to their pagan and witch ancestors.

Works Cited:

Melanie Marquis (2018), Beltane: Rituals, Recipes, and Lore for May Day, Llewellyn, Fourth Edition, Print, Pages 39

Raven Grimassi (2001), Beltane: Springtime Rituals, Lore & Celebration, Llewellyn, Print

Various (Various), Walpurgis Night, Wikipedia, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Walpurgis_Night

Karen Anne (April 28th 2017), What is Walpurgisnacht? And How Did an English Nun Become Associated with Witches?, German Girl in America, https://germangirlinamerica.com/what-is-walpurgisnacht/

DHWTY (November 9th 2018), Walpurgis Night: A Saint, Witches, and Pagan Beliefs in Springtime Halloween for Scandinavia, Ancient Origins, https://www.ancient-origins.net/history ... ht-0010965

#walpurgisnacht #beltane #fire #book of shadows #grimoire

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arks-self-ship · 4 years

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I’ve mentioned before I cannot stop thinking about Nighty cause my brain is like “holy fuck we’ve been together roughly 6 years” so here’s a rough timeline of us

Please note this is our world life, and is very different from my real life and my experiences have been different. Some pieces have changed over the years to fit who I am (especially with my transition). Some details will vary on occasion but Nighty is the only one who I have an actual guideline for us

(Huge lore dump below)

2014- first meet, I was new to the institute and wasn’t really good at fighting and had trouble making friends with everyone. Kurt asked for my help setting up a prank on Jean cause I happened to be walking by and we started talking and found out we shared an interest in games and listened to a lot of the same music. Ended up being good friends and I started hanging out with him and kitty quite a bit, but wasn’t real close with the rest of the team because of how shy I was. Already knew I was a guy and had hormone blockers and a binder, my uniform had a compressor which was a lot safer and ended up wearing that under my clothes sometimes instead. Wasn’t yet ready to cut my hair to short yet. Depression had started before I even joined the team and was dealing with a lot of personal stuff. The professor had helped me change my name legally before even joining which was nice

2015- Starting opening up to the team and getting closer with everyone and made some friends at school who were Kurt’s friends but didn’t really have any friends of my own yet. Was getting a lot better at fighting and getting a handle on my powers, and discovered I could use emotional energy to create real bursts later in the year. Started getting really into my art around this time too. Kurt was apparently starting to question his sexuality too but tried not to think about it. Came out to Kurt that I was trans at this point, later in the year told Kitty too.

Around the middle of the year Kurt kissed me for the first time, we had just been hanging out in my room laying on my bed talking honestly about ourselves and having a nice conversation about our lives. I was caught off guard and didn’t kiss back and he panicked and teleported away. It was a couple days before we really had a chance to be alone and I kissed him back finally, and we ended up talking for a long time about what this meant for us. We ended up being like “We’re still best friends, but now there’s some new stuff to that”, and Kurt wasn’t ready to come out yet so we dated secretly and only Kitty knew. Kurt identified as Bi for a time while he sorted out his feelings but ended up realizing he was just gay late in the year. I was still ace but knew i was bi-romantic

2016- The Professor was really helpful and said he would help pay for any transitioning I wanted to do, as long as I did my best on the team and in school. Ended up telling the rest of the team one by one that I was trans, not everyone really got it but they were supportive and nice about it. Really started to get better at my powers and finally cut my hair real short and had a mohawk for a bit until I settled for an undercut later in the year. Made some friend’s of my own who tended to be the “scary kids” but were actually super chill and played a lot of video games. Ended up getting top surgery as soon as I could.

Same year mutantkind got exposed to the world and I had trouble going back to school with that going on and my depression hit hard, but Kurt was there to help. My new friends thought it was super cool I had powers tho and were a nice support system

Early in the year we had accidentally gotten caught kissing by Toad, who I ended up making him swear to secrecy under the threat of beating the shit out of him. Turns out, he was gay too! So as long as he didn’t tell anyone about us we wouldn’t tell anyone about him, but we ended up on pretty decent terms with him later on. Later though R/ogue borrowed Kurt’s powers in a fight and learned we were dating, but she also promised not to tell anyone. We were also pretty sure Logan, the professor and Jean all knew but weren’t sure (they did)

2017- Pretty chill year, until towards the end where me and Kurt got caught kissing at school by a kid we didn’t know and the news spread through the school really fast. It was really rough on him, but I ended up bringing him into my new non-mutant friend group cause they were mostly queer too. The team learning about it was… awkward to say the least but they we’re pretty chill about it. Because of this Kurt ended up coming out to his parents when he went home for Christmas that year right before he came back. It was rough at first and they didn’t really get it but were the awkward kind of supportive. I mean their kid was already blue and teleported, being gay wasn’t that shocking.

Me and Kurt had gotten really serious around this time, and were talking about our future together, but we were avoiding talking about college because we were scared we’d want to go separate places and long distance was really scary

2018- Senior year was rough for both of us, my grades were doing terribly and the depression didn’t help and everyone knowing about us being together and being mutants was really not helping. If we didn’t have each other I don’t think we could have made it through it, and I probably would have dropped out. I barely graduated but only because Jean helped tutor me and secretly some of my friends did some of the work for me so I could focus on things that were more of a priority. Graduating was so nice, but I suffered severe burnout that summer, and did nothing almost the entire time. Kurt also got an upgraded holowatch at this time that didn’t constantly break on him and was way more durable. I also figured out how to make the emotional energy take shape, easiest things are simple objects and its usually weapons (Swords, bats, bow, ect)

A couple things with our relationship did happen though, that Christmas I went to go meet Kurt’s family. They were super nice, but really awkward and it was nice to get away for a bit. While we were there we ended up finally talking about college and our plans. I knew I wanted to learn psychology and Kurt still wasn’t sure of his plans, but we ended up deciding to do the community college to get our general classes done first and that would buy us more time to figure things out.

2019- Took a gap year together and ended up traveling together across the country in a van. It was a great way to de-stress from everything and finally get a break from being superheroes too. The whole thing brought us a lot closer and Kurt tried to propose at one point while we were traveling, I ended up saying no but in a more of a “Not yet” kind of way, because of how young we are. We talked about it, and agreed we would get engaged when we were a bit older but we kept the rings as promise rings for that one day when we would try that again. We also ended up getting our hair streaks not long before we went back to the institute as a surprise for everyone, plus we thought it was cute.

Please note that the continuity of if there is a virus in this AU shifts based on what I’m feeling for the day cause sometimes I wanna daydream about going out 😔

2020- oh my god this year has been crazy, we started college together and finally being able to be out has been so nice. Or it was until ya know… we got hit with a plague (yup we have that here too) and have mostly been doing classes online which is a shame. We were both looking forward to campus life and being locked in the institute all the time is a nightmare, especially with all the new students that we’ve been roped into helping teach… But hey, hopefully things will be getting better soon!

2020 revised- This year has been wild, there’s so many new kids at the institute now! The professor keeps roping us in to help teach. Being back on the team though is super nice! Although we do have a new member, Laura, who Logan just apparently brought out of nowhere even tho she was the girl who attacked us a couple years back? She’s kinda odd but she’s trying her best (I think…). College has been interesting, some of my friends ended up moving away but some stayed in town which it’s been nice having classes with them.

Some things have stayed the same in both versions tho!

Kurt’s birth mom (M//ystique) has finally been working to turn over a new leaf. She’s definitely not a good guy but she’s not working with the bad guys anymore? Which i guess is progress?? She’s been trying to reconnect with Kurt and R/ogue, it’s been slow cause R/ogue doesn’t want anything to do with her really but Kurt’s talked to her a few times and they’ve gotten lunch a couple times. I guess after the apocalypse thing it kinda made her think about things, and then Kurt and me being gone for so long kinda made her really reconsider things.

It seems most of the brotherhood is still in town tho, which has caused some problems and they have a couple new members too which has been… a problem. M//agneto has been laying low though, which has been nice so the brotherhood hasn’t done anything to bad.

Being back at the school is kinda nice though, I missed being around my friends and luckily the school has had renovations and expansions so there’s more rooms and the senior/core team rooms have their own bathrooms! Which, holy shit is so nice…

Who knows what the future holds for us, but as long as we’re together I know we’ll be fine

#noah•shush #F/O #selfship #•baby boy blue•#•baby blue nighty•#•in ark's eyes•#•ark world lore•#•baby boy blue x ark•#•ark insert•#•building the ship•#holy fuck this post is long huh?#maybe eventually I'll make a post about what going on with the selfship at each these points too...

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punninglyswift · 5 years

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I could stay.

Every album has come at the perfect time in my life when I needed it most and because of that the albums make me remember those times, maybe just in flashes, but even if it’s a not so great flashback, I look back on it with happiness and that I genuinely believe is thanks to you, @taylorswift

Since I was a sophomore in high school when Red came out I think I really can explain what I said above for the past 3 albums more clearly...but it goes for debut through Speak Now as well. Let’s do each album, shall we?

Taylor Swift - the album had been released a bit by the time I heard songs from it. I was performing in my school’s talent show and this meant 2 performances because my very catholic elementary school made us audition to see if what we were doing was appropriate and to plan out the order I guess. I was playing classical piano, which I’ve done since I was 3. There was a girl named Carly who was 2 years older than me and she was auditioning with a song I’d never heard. It was called Our Song and it was catchy as HELL. (My fifth grade self knew what was UP) She sounded great too, so she got into the talent show but rumor had it they didn’t want the word “kiss” in a song that was to be performed (remember the “very catholic” part? Yup.) - so I heard another catchy as hell song but this time it was one where my mind AND my heart went, “wow....that’s how I feel about life” and it’s still accurate to the way I feel about that PERFECT song today: that song was A Place in this World. I was going into middle school. Middle school, high school...we can all agree we see their problems...bullying is unfortunately real. With your self titled debut album I finally had songs I discovered on my own, nothing against the music my brothers always played for me (Coldplay, Green Day, the Foo Fighters, The Lonely Island - yes I’m on a BOAT, motherf****** I’m sorry I get really into it) - I had anthems thanks to you, I also thought HARD about love cause even at that age I crushed on guys a lot but all in my head because boys are weird. Still are. Onto Fearless....

Fearless. Soon after the talent show, I mean a year or two, my mom got me Fearless after a piano jury. I flipped through the lyric booklet. It was like reading a prize winning book. (Ayyy Grammys foreshadowing) and the SONGS...I was in middle school. 7th grade I believe...and guys would play stupid but hurtful pranks on me and I had a great group of friends but the hurt definitely got to me...but I had an album telling me that yeah sure- “they might be bigger, but we’re faster and never scared..you can walk away, say we don’t need this; but something in your eyes says we can beat this”. I had an album that gave me a song my mom and i smile so big during cause without my mom and without our little mom & daughter trips downtown (dc) or to New York in the holidays, or just taking a walk or browsing in random stores, I don’t know where I’d be but I know my happiness wouldn’t exist. I again had anthems as well as slower songs that taught me about love. And little did I know Fifteen would be THAT song I needed for the high school journey that was growing closer and closer.

Speak Now. That powerful fairytale of an album written entirely only by you, Taylor. I was about to enter high school - an all girls high school. Also around this time I started watching SNL every week thanks to your time as host AND musical guest during the Fearless era and watching that show is a favorite Saturday night activity now. I used to (i still kinda do this) have to convince myself whatever feelings i felt re: mainly crushes were valid instead of just thinking they were. I always thought I was being irrational. I’d think up scenarios in my mind of spilling the feelings and having it go perfectly. Those scenarios never happened in real life. I guess I told myself I wasn’t good enough for whoever I liked to like me back. Unfortunately that mindset still exists...I tend to go, well this kind of guy would never...and it hurts. And I’m hurting myself by doing that. So Speak Now was the epitome of you, Taylor, being the person who can perfectly illustrate whatever feelings we all have, but using your own examples. I’d need TED talks on feelings and owning your heart and Speak Now was that 24/7 TED talk. Especially with Enchanted. “The words I held back” there are so many words I want to say to honestly every guy I’ve had an actual crush on. (I specify “actual” because one of the first crushes I had turned out to be a douchebag! Fun!!!) and then again with Mean, that helped me and still does when I encounter bullies. I encountered bullies (and cyberbullies! FUN!!) in middle & high school a LOT. But I did grow to be “big enough so they can’t hit me” - I’m still quite short, but you get my point. And Never Grow Up was again a reality check for me growing up, and the lyrics were so real that sometimes I couldn’t listen to it when it came on shuffle or on the CD because sometimes you can’t deal with that reality. But it’s a favorite song and I’m forever grateful it exists. Long Live is the song that is a full on letter to the friends and family members who have helped me grow and become who I am and weren’t temporary and didn’t make me feel bad about myself. They all have crowns in my opinion. (Lover - Out August 23) Speak Now was also the first TOUR of yours I attended and I remember being speechless seeing you rise out of the stage. And hearing your voice telling me “I don’t think you should wait, I think you should speak Now” - truly those words are the reason I have in the past several years told guys how I’ve felt. It’s never worked out but telling them lifted weights off my shoulders and it’s never been a negative experience. Seeing that tour live in all its theatrical, magical goodness made me the happiest person ever.

Red. I have a weirdly clear memory of driving to target with a friend after school let out in 2012 to buy a copy of Red before rehearsals started for Hairspray, the show we were doing that fall. I didn’t have a way to listen to it at school yet so I just kinda held it and stared at it. True story. To me, Red was the Speak Now that dealt with bullies and was better for it and came out stronger than ever. Red again was like wow does Taylor know exactly what I’m feeling? It wasn’t even a QUESTION. I Almost Do - again with the speaking now. And the line in Treacherous - “I can’t decide if it’s a choice, getting swept away” is everything I feel all the time SWEPT into a BEAUTIFUL SENTENCE. And with your words since the very first album I’ve felt like wow she seems like my best friend. And it’s beautiful.

1989. While it goes for every album, this was the first time I remember having a lightbulb moment of holy crap I needed this album at this moment as a 17 year old driving to college with my mom. At least..i heard Shake It Off while attempting to listen to the livestream on my phone. That’s kinda what college is, or what it can be - shaking it off, a new you but the same you. Literally though - you shaped that beautiful album around finding yourself when you didn’t have to necessarily in love in a big city. My city was Chicago, but the sentiments are the same. (Go ramblers!!!) It was tough, adapting to a big school and making all new friends - and I didn’t really have an actual group of friends until sophomore year. Now I can’t get rid of them and that’s the best thing, I love em with my whole heart. 1989 still helped me be like oh these feelings are valid, and like “god I’ve felt that way more than once...thank goodness for Taylor” - referencing specifically I Wish You Would - cause I didn’t have in depth conversations about anything like that with anyone. 1989 gave me dancy, positive, self confident vibes and I rode that positivity train through college.

reputation. Speaking of riding a positivity train through college...there were low points along that journey. reputation came in 2017, during my senior year of college. Going out into the “real world”. The year before was 2016 - a year that gave me unforgettable study abroad experiences and honestly helped me grow so much in happiness and in general - I actually spent that summer canvassing and phone banking for Hillary Clinton, I was so fired up. That fire went out for a brief, heartbreaking moment in November 2016. I cried all night, and then each night after that for 3 days; sometimes calling my mom and grandma, sometimes just remembering how hopeful I was. And how far it felt like we had to go. The fire came back, and I was angry but empowered. Cue senior year. I was taking all the classes I loved and writing kickass papers about political violence as well as the amazing book Gabriel by Georges Sand which challenges gender norms, and I felt ready but also not ready for whatever was next after graduation come May 2018. November 2017, réputation came into our lives. Like 1989, it was a well rounded story I needed to propel me through whatever came next, but different...I knew I needed to have more of a “take no shit” attitude and rep really helped me with that. Hell, I definitely credit listening to I Did Something Bad on my way to a morning class with helping me be brave enough to raise my hand because I KNEW what I had to say and I KNEW it was good enough and I just HAD TO be BRAVE enough to say it. “I’m doing better than I ever was...” = same way I felt and honestly that’s in a large part thanks to you.

So now I’m not in school anymore, I graduated in May 2018, and I’m still trying to find a place in this world. I live with some of my best friends in Chicago, I’m trying to work on a campaign soon, currently working retail at a crafty store, and when I don’t think I’m going anywhere I remember that I have to own who I am and embrace my creativity and my passions - and take the occasional break to help plan my friend’s 23rd birthday party which has themed everything so gotta get to work on that. And Lover? There’s NO doubt in my mind it will be any different in terms of coming at the perfect time in my life. And I know this: it’ll be magical. Thank you Taylor. Sorry this is an actual essay, I love you always.

- Isabelle

@taylorswift

#lover #the archer #you need to calm down #1989 #taylor swift #fearless #reputation #speak now #red

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maydaygirl-save-our-ships · 5 years

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The Worst of Messes

When the Duck triplets first met Gosalyn Mallard they weren’t sure what to think of her. The teachers called her a problem child, she was more than a little rough around the edges, and for a brief moment that day, they weren’t sure if she was going to help them or punch them. Her family was just as odd. Her father seemed constantly irritated at everyone, as if they weren’t worth his time, and the third member of her family was...

Wait a minute... Launchpad?!?!

A fanfic mashup of 2017 Ducktales and 1991 Darkwing.

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Chapter 1: Alarm Clocks and Pancakes

“Gosalyn, it’s time to get up, sweetie.”

Gosalyn barely registered her father’s voice through the haze of sleep. She buried her face deeper into her pillow, trying to shut out the wold. She was soft and warm in her bed, and she never wanted to leave.

She didn’t remember when she drifted off to sleep again, or how long she remained asleep for, when her father’s voice broke through her peaceful slumber once again

“Gos, it’s time to get up. You’re going to be late for school.”

She winced as her father opened the curtains above her bed and sunlight mercilessly pelted her sensitive eyes. She pulled the blankets over her head to block out the light and groaned in response. He gave her another warning, which her sleepy brain didn’t fully process, before he left her room again.

When he left, Gosalyn peaked out of her blankets to glance at the clock on her nightstand. She didn’t know what he was so worried about, she still had plenty of time before school. She still had some time to sleep…. just five more minutes…

The warm embrace of sleep consumed her once again.

“Gos,” her father’s annoyed voice called from the doorway, waking her up for the third time. “You have to wake up. You don’t even have time for breakfast anymore.”

Eh, he sounded mad but he wasn’t panicking yet. She didn’t even need to eat breakfast anyway. Just a few more minutes…

However, her father didn’t seem willing to give her a chance to drift back to sleep.

“Alright, that’s it young lady, get up this minute or face the consequences!”

Gosalyn opened one eye to see her dad standing over her bed with his hands on his hips. Curious of what these consequences were, Gosalyn closed her eyes and pretended to go back to sleep.

“Okay, you asked for it!”

Gosalyn realized too late what he was going to do.

She let out a squeal as her father mercilessly began tickling her ribs. She spasmed uncontrollably as she laughed.

“Nooo! Daaad stop!”

“I warned you, Gos.” She could hear the grin in his voice as she tried to push her father’s hands away with one hand while attempting to protect her ribs with the other.

“Fine, fine!” she gasped. “I’m getting up!”

The tickling stopped immediately and she glared up at her father who looked far too smug.

“That wasn’t fair,” she said breathlessly as she tossed off her blanket, now fully awake.

“Who said life was fair?” her father asked. “Now come downstairs and eat your breakfast.”

“I thought you said there was no time left to eat breakfast?” She glanced at her clock. School would start in ten minutes. They didn’t even have enough time to drive to the school before the first bell rang.

Her dad grinned. “I set your clock back half an hour. You normally don’t get up until the last minute, so I used that to my advantage.”

Gosalyn huffed. “Lying to your own daughter. I hope you’re happy with yourself!”

“I am,” he said simply as he kissed the top of her head. “Now come on, your pancakes are getting cold.”

After putting on a fresh set of clothes, Gosalyn made her way downstairs. She set her backpack by the kitchen table and took a seat.

Her father was hunched over the newspaper, but his eyes only seemed to be glazing over the words. It was only then that she realized how tired he looked.

“Long night, dad?” she asked as she poured syrup over her pancakes.

Startled out of his daze, her father shook his head to clear it. “That’s putting it mildly,” he said with a yawn. “Two break-ins from regular criminal scum and then I had to deal with both the Liquidator and Megavolt, and those too are a rather… shocking combination.”

Gosalyn scoffed at the pun. “Weeeell… maybe I can help you out? I’ll come along tonight night and-”

“Tonight is a school night,” he said with a frown. “And besides, it’s hard enough to get you up in the morning even without you staying up all night with me chasing down bad guys.”

“Oh come on, Dad. You know I can help!”

“Darkwing doesn’t need your help. What he needs is his daughter to go through one week of school without getting called into the principal’s office.”

Gosalyn crossed her arms stubbornly. “It was just a small prank. It’s not my fault the principal doesn’t have a sense of humor.”

“Gos,” Drake warned, giving her an unamused look. “Small pranks don’t usually result in property damage.”

“I didn’t mean for that to happen!” Gosalyn protested. “Things just got… out of hand.”

“And whose fault is that, huh? Just… no more pranks. I’m too tired to deal with your principal today. That woman gives me a headache.”

“Okay… no trip to the principal’s office and I can go crime fighting with you tonight? Sounds like a deal!”

“No… no principal's office or else your grounded, young lady.”

“That’s not fair!”

Drake sighed. “No more arguing. Now finish your breakfast.”

Gosalyn angrily stuffed another bite of pancake into her mouth. This wasn’t fair. She helped her dad out crime fighting loads of times! She was good at it and she saved his butt more times than she could count. Why was he always so stubborn about not letter her come along?

Gosalyn glanced at the empty seat at the table. She wished Launchpad was here this morning. Maybe she could have gotten him on her side. Then again, that was a pretty big “maybe”. Launchpad didn’t like taking sides between her and her dad very often, and if he did, he was likely to agree with her dad. Not that her dad ever listened to anyone elses options if they contradicted his own.

It didn’t matter anyway, because she probably wouldn’t see Launchpad until later in the evening unless there was a Darkwing Duck emergency. For as long as Gosalyn had known him, Launchpad had a side job as a chauffeur in Duckburg. She knew he worked as one of Scrooge McDuck’s chauffeurs and probably some other rich people as well… she wasn’t sure. Launchpad never said too much about his other job, and Gosalyn honestly couldn’t understand how he managed to find work as a driver with his...unique way of stopping, which often ended in a head-on collision.

However, apparently one of his employers liked him, because for the past six months they started requesting Launchpad fly them long distances for business trips, which meant that sometimes Launchpad wouldn’t be back for days. Her dad hadn’t been happy about this, but the extra money Launchpad brought in from these trips shut him up pretty quick. However, Gosalyn wasn’t as easily placated.

She didn’t like seeing one member of her family gone for so long, and she didn’t like the idea of Darkwing Duck fighting crime without any back up (which is exactly why her dad should allow her to come along more!). Plus, Launchpad would definitely crash during one of these extended trips, and what if he got stranded? When she brought this up, Launchpad had assured her that if this happened he could send an emergency broadcast to the Thunderquack, which had the ability of autopiloting to his location. However, this still didn’t seem like enough for Gosalyn.

Gosylan stuffed another bite of pancake in her mouth as she wallowed in the unfairness of her situation. Annoyed at both her dad for treating her like a baby and at Launchpad’s other employer for keeping him away.

After breakfast, Gosalyn finished getting ready, and miraculously, she and her dad left the house on time for once.

The car ride to school was quiet as usual. Both Gos and her father weren’t morning people, and the fact that she was heading to another day at school didn’t make her mood any better. At least there was one upside about today.

Her school was doing an “After School Jamboree” with another school from Duckburg. After school, they were going to bus in kids from the Duckburg school to play games and compete for prizes. It’s supposed to keep kids active and teach them lessons about being a good sportsman or something. Most of the prizes were pretty dumb, like a free notebook or gift cards to bookstores, but it was the big prize for the winner of the bike race that Goslyn had her eyes on. One of the parents donated the newest off roading bike, the Yeti SB-20. It was the fasted mountain bike around, and Goslyn couldn’t wait to win it.

Just the thought of winning the bike was enough to lift her mood.

“I don’t get why you need to bring your bike to school just so that you can win a different bike,” her father grumbled as he looked up at the rearview mirror at Gosalyn’s bike in the back seat, it’s wheels up in the air. “That seems pointless.”

Gosalyn scoffed. “Dad, the Yeti is not just another bike. It’s the holy grail of bikes! I have to have it!”

“What’s wrong with the bike I bought you? I thought you liked it.” He tried to hide the hurt in his voice, but Goselyn noticed it right away.

“I do, dad!” she assured him hurriedly. “But the Yeti is like nothing else! It’s the fastest bike around and it’s perfect for off roading! You’ll see what I mean when I win it.”

Her dad made a tisking noise with his tongue and shook his head. “Don’t get cocky, Gos,” he warned. “You might think you’re the best at your school, but that Duckburg school might bring some competition.”

Goselyn scoffed. “Come on, dad, it’s me you’re talking about. No one is going to beat me.”

Her father raised and eyebrow at her. “Oh really now? When did you get such a big head?” he asked in amusement.

“Well, I AM your daughter.”

“I don’t see what that has to do with anything.”

She gaped at him. “Seriously? If your head was any bigger, Honker would have studied it for his previous planetary project!”

“Very funny, Gos,” her father said sarcastically. “And nice alliteration by the way. I’m so proud.”

Gos groaned. “Great, it’s official, I hang around you way too much.”

Her dad chuckled as he pulled up to the school. They noticed Honker sitting by a tree at the front of the school reading a book. When he looked up, he looked surprised to see them here on time.

“Have fun today, Gos. Don’t beat the other kids too badly. Leave them with some dignity.”

Goslyn grinned as she pulled her bike out of the back seat of the car.

“No promises, dad.”

Next>

I hope you all liked the first chapter! More will be coming soon!

If you all are wondering when Launchpad gets a chance to sleep, he does it after he brings Scrooge to his work. Scrooge often doesn’t need him until he has to go home for the day, so he sleeps in the limo. Launchpad is the type of person that doesn’t need much sleep anyway.

I love what this new series is doing with Darkwing but I really wanted to write a fic where the modern Ducktales meets the original Gos and Darkwing. I will be ignoring a few things from canon, so for this fic, LP lives in St Canard and Della hasn’t come back yet.

#ducktales #darkwing duck #ducktales 2017 #drake mallard #ducktales fanfic #maydaygirlfanfiction

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heathbar17 · 5 years

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Any fan fiction suggestion

So I only really read So’Hara and I haven’t been reading much lately but here are some of my favorites! (They tend to be on the fluffy side..I know! Totally shocking considering what I write)

Title: I Didn't Know Until I Met You

Author: B2Sweet16

https://archiveofourown.org/works/10629669/chapters/23514150

This was actually the first fanfic I ever read and part of the reason I figured I’d give writting a try. The fic is an AU of a college club team. It’s a finished work, which is pretty rare and exciting!

Title: It was Just Supposed to be A Prank...

Author: uswntlove

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18797611/chapters/44601016

I really like the concept of this one! It all starts with a prank text that Kelley sends to a random number. Surprise...it’s Emily! This an in-progress story has a good portion written in a texting format. I’m eagerly waiting for the next chapter.

Title: I See You

Author: westerly01

https://archiveofourown.org/works/11558040/chapters/25959534

This one is currently being updated with chapters and is a really solid fic. I started to read it a little while ago and had to bookmark it for later. People clearly love it as well because it’s rank rather high in kudos for So’hara.

Title: Georgia On My Mind

Author: seilermoon

https://archiveofourown.org/works/9224438/chapters/20919668

Okay, if you want to go into a cave and avoid the rest of the world, while you binge read a long fanfic, this is the one for you! The work has just over 190,000 words which is around the length of Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire! LIke holy shit, am I right?! It is likely abandoned unfortunately but has a unique approach because it is written in the second person.

Title: When the Night Meets the Morning Sub

Author: madnessorgreatness

https://archiveofourown.org/works/8166965/chapters/18714152

Urgh, such a good one but it hasn't been updated since 2017. Don’t worry, it still has some length to it! It is a really good read that starts with Emily meeting Kelley in a bar...might sound like the start of a lot of fics but this one has a nice spin where Emily pretends to not know the soccer star and they hit it off. The potential for the couple is there until Emily is called up the national team....

Anyway, I’m sure I provided more of my personal commentary than you wanted. Let me know if you guys want any more suggestions. Sometimes I dabble in preath and samton stuff!

#anonymous #so'hara #kelley o'hara #emily sonnett #fanfiction recommendations

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spideymood · 6 years

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Password Secret - Tom Holland

Pairings: tom holland x reader

Synopsis: A special late-night phone call escalated into something completely different.

Prompt: "Why is that your password".

Word count: A solid 2.3k

Author's note: So I just got back from Estonia with my orchestra, and I'm finally writing again! sorry for the long breaks. Anyway, this is for @noir-spiderr 's 3k Writing Challenge.

Warnings: Hmm, a lot of dialogue. And probably crappy writing...and a lot of strong language and curse words.

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"Ah shit!" a stressed Tom Holland shouted. "My wifi-connection just disappeared."

" Fuck, I really need the script for my call with Rachel." The brit glanced at his phone in disbelief.

"Why don't you use mobile data?" Harrison, his blue-eyed best friend suggested.

The two mates currently sat at a cafe in Singapore, hiding from the press. In the process of hiding, Tom remembered that he had a phone call with one of the producers of the next film he was cast in, Beneath A Scarlet Sky. He was supposed to discuss the script and dates for principal photography with the producer.

"Another country my mobile data network doesn't work. I can only call people." Tom put his phone on the table as he took a sip from his iced tea from the cafe. "Can I borrow your phone?"

"Sorry. You know I never bring my phone if we're only going out eating lunch. Besides, what's the problem, haven't you already read the script before?" Harrison excused.

"Err, I might have or not read the script..."

"What the fuck Tom?" Harrison said in disbelief. "I literally gave you the script in paper-version two weeks ago, you div."

"I know. I've just been so, ehm, so busy lately. I kinda forgot it." The heat from the big city made it hard for Tom to not sweat. Due to the current situation, Tom couldn't stop thinking of potentially lose the part in the movie. "Fuck. Rachel's gonna call soon."

The hot weather in the south-west Asian country was a big contrast to the weather in England. He had spent the last days of break, before going on a press tour, with his friends and family.

"Ah shit, I even forgot to transfer the script to my google docs. It's in my Mac...in London." As the problem couldn't get worse, he would have no access to the script even if he found a place with free wifi.

"You're such an idiot Tom." Harrison sighed.

"Hey, you're the PA. Shouldn't you help me out with stuff like this?" Tom asked while trying to figure out a plan.

"Man, I only came with you since I wanted a vacation. I left all my stuff at the hotel - which is 30 minutes walk away," he answered as he took a long sip of iced coffee. "But if the script is at home, maybe we can get someone to log in on your Mac and send it to you?"

"Haz! That's a great idea!" Tom exclaimed, getting a little faith. "What the hell, man. When did you become so smart?"

"You dickhead! I've always been the smarter one." Harrison replied as he laughed.

"Who should I call? The twins are out of town, mum and dad are visiting my aunt." Tom listed up all possible people who could help him out.

Tom's eyes widened. "Fuck. The only person who lives close and is possibly available is Y/N."

"Y/N Y/L/N?! Our neighbour Y/N?" Harrison looked at Tom as if he was crazy.

"Do you even have her number? If so, when and how did you get the guts to ask for her number?" Harrison mocked.

"Ha-ha, very funny," Tom replied sarcastically. "She actually gave me her number after I helped her out once."

"What are you waiting for?" His best mate asked. "You've got approximately twenty minutes before Rachel calls!" Harrison questioned.

Tom took the clue and dialled your number. He put the phone by his ear as he waited for a response.

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When you gave Tom Holland your number, you never imagined he would call you in the middle of the night.

It had been a tiring day and all you wanted was to get a good night's sleep. Unfortunately, one British guy was in the way of your wish.

As the loud sound from your phone signalized that someone called, you couldn't help but groan. You checked the clock. Three o'clock in the morning. Freaking three o'clock.

"What the hell?" you mumbled as you stretched your hand to pick up your phone. An unknown number appeared on the display.

You had two choices. Pick up the phone and realize someone was calling the wrong number, or not picking up at all. On autopilot, you answered the call before thinking furthermore. "Hello?"

"Is this Y/N Y/L/N?" a British voice said. The voice seemed familiar, but you couldn't guess which person it was.

"Uh yes. Who's this?"

"Hi, uh, Y/N! It's Tom. Y'know. Neighbour Tom. The one who lives in the apartment across the hall?" Tom rambled as you tried to process everything he said.

"What the hell, Tom? It's three in the morning!" you groaned.

Tom went silent. He was so stressed out by the situation that he forgot there were different time zones. "Holy shit, I'm so sorry, love. It's just...um...I need your help."

"What can I do for you, maybe ruin someone else's beauty sleep?" You snapped. When you were tired and sleepy, you tended to become sassy. Immediately as you said it, you regretted it. Tom probably had a good excuse to call you. "Sorry, I didn't mean it. I'm just very tired I guess."

"No no no, it's my fault." Tom nervously answered. "So, I need you to break into my apartment and email me a script for an upcoming movie."

"Tom, what the fuck?" you replied shocked. "You sure I'm not dreaming? Is this a prank or something?"

"I wish it was only a prank. 'M sorry, but I need that script, and you're the only one I know that can send it to me on the little time I have." Tom excused.

Tom said desperately. "Or else I'll lose the part, which I really don't want to."

You took a deep breath before answering. "Okay, I'll do it. You did me a favour once, it's my time to pay. Tell me how to break into your apartment."

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Tom let out a relieved sigh. "Thank you thank you so much! You're an angel!" Harrison eyed his best mate suspicious. The two-minutes long phone call was the longest conversation Tom had ever had with Y/N, as far as Harrison knew.

"Well, you're not exactly breaking into my apartment. Just pick up the keys hidden behind the nearest lamp." Tom described as he waited for a response. "Y'know, the one lamp that flashes all the time."

"I just need to get dressed, wait a sec." was all he heard from the other side of the line.

You opened your door, on the way to do the special favour. "When I gave you my number, I never imagined you would call for such favour or even call in the middle of the night too."

"How many times do I have to say that I'm sorry?"

"I don't know? Maybe ten times more?" you answered as you laughed. "Alright, I got the keys. I'm unlocking the door."

"So I have an alarm system. The display for a code will be on your left side. The code is 772017."

"That's a lot of 'sevens' for a code. Is it a date or something? In 2017?" you suggested as you entered the code and turned off the alarm system. "You should consider changing it, y'know. Too many sevens."

"I mean, I see a giant Spider-man Homecoming poster with the premiere date which is oddly alike the code to turn off your alarm system." you continued.

"Well, about tha-"

"-you're a famous actor, you should at least secure your home a little better. I bet the bad guys from Home Alone could break in and steal all your stuff easily," you stated.

"Hey stop judging my security system! And the thieves from Home Alone were good thieves. They were just, uh, dumber than that eleven-year-old kid." Tom said defensively.

You searched through his apartment for his Mac. "Chill I was just joking. But you should consider changing it or something. Some fans of yours could track you down and everything."

"Alright then, darling," Tom said in defeat. Harrison couldn't help but laugh at the scene. He had no idea what the conversation had transferred to, but he couldn't stop but grin. "I think I left my Mac on the kitchen counter. Or wait, maybe it's in my cupboard."

"Why do you have so many Spider-man posters and figurines. Are you that self-obsessed?" you chuckled.

"...no."

"Bingo! Found it." you reached towards the closed computer, as Tom waited on the other line for updates about the situation. "Tom, uh, I need your password."

Tom froze the moment you mentioned 'your' and 'password'. He should have known. His eyes went wide when he realized what his password was. "Wait a sec!" Tom put his call on mute as he let out a stressed sigh. "Shit shit shit. Fucking hell!"

"What?" Harrison asked as he saw the stressed expression on his best mate's face.

"She needs my password."

"Of course she does, you dumbass." Harrison laughed. Tom replied by sending him a death glare. "What? Why is it such a problem?"

"Because, um, oh fuck," Tom exclaimed. "Promise not to laugh, okay." Harrison shrugged as Tom took a deep breath. "It's 'mrs(your name and last name)holland'. That's the password."

"What the hell, Tom." Harrison laughed. "Why is that your password?" He facepalmed as he watched his nerve-wracked friend in a crisis.

"I don't know! I just, I don't know, I needed a password no one would guess!" Tom explained vividly as his best mate cracked up. "Don't you dare laugh, you dickhead."

"You dumbass. What the actual fuck, you div!" Harrison rolled his eyes. "How're ya gonna tell her?"

"I honestly don't know. I mean, I don't want to seem like a creep or something, but I really need that fucking script." Tom heavily sighed.

"You're on your own, mate." Harrison saluted jokingly.

Tom turned off mute on the call and put the phone to his ear. "Tom? Are you there?" he heard.

"Yeah yeah. Sorry. Bad connection, I think." he excused.

"Anyway, I need your password," you said again. You couldn't help but grin when you saw a picture of Tom and his presumable brothers doing a human pyramid. The camera had captured the exact moment Tom fell backwards while his family had worried face expressions.

"Yeah, 'bout that. Um, please don't take this personal, okay. I'm not a creep or something, I promise. Gosh, I'm so sorry." Tom rambled. "But yeah, um, the password is 'mrs(your name and last name)holland'".

The other line went silent until you laughed. "Wait, what? You're joking, right?"

"I honestly wish I was."

"Holy shit, you're serious?" you exclaimed. You quickly typed the said password. Surprisingly, you got in.

"I never thought this night could escalate into something even weirder, but it just got up to another level," you mumbled.

"Just tell me you logged in." Tom groaned as he was again reminded of the somewhat awkward situation.

"Yes yes, I'm in. I'm guessing the script is in the 'script' folder. What's the name of the film, again?" you asked as you searched on his computer.

"It's 'Beneath a Scarlet Sky'," Tom replied quickly. "Transfer it to my email, please."

"On it."

As you saved the file and tried to remember how to transfer files through mail, Tom ran frantically around the streets trying to find a place with free wifi. Of course, he used to be afraid of people hacking his phone through unsecured free wifi, but he didn't have time to care.

In the end, he found a small shop selling Christmas decorations all year. "Okay, I just sent it."

"Thank you thank you, darling! You're an angel!" Tom thanked. He refreshed his mail several times until the script file turned up. "I just got it!"

"Yay!" you cheered as you turned Tom's Mac off. "I guess my job here is done." you yawned.

"Shit, I'm so sorry. Fuck, I forgot it's three in the morning in London. Thank you so much, love! You really helped me out." Tom thanked and rambled.

"Is there anything I can do for you? Any favour?" he asked flustered.

"I'm glad to help you out, Tom," you answered.

"But I guess, um, we should - well go out on a first date before, y'know, we get married. Haha." you hinted. "I, uh, I mean, it would be nice to get to know you better."

Tom's face reddened as he was reminded of the password scene earlier. He was still embarrassed. "Um, I, just, uh, please don't make me try to explain."

"I'm not going to bug you about it. It's just a bit, y'know, weird, Tom. But I mean, I'm not going to judge you. My name makes a perfect password, right? Hahah." you couldn't help but facepalm as you said the last sentence.

"Um, yeah, it really does. I guess." Tom replied awkwardly.

"Just come by my flat when you're back in town. I know a place with delicious pastries and hot beverages. I mean, only if you want to." you suggested.

"Yes! I mean, of course. I would love to meet up with you, darling." Tom answered excitedly.

"Great!" you replied quickly. "Anyway, good luck with the, um, meeting about the film. I can't wait to see you in it!"

"Thanks! Um, sleep well, Y/N. I hope I didn't bother you too much. I will surely call you another time. Probably when you're not asleep, right, ahahah. Yeah." Tom laughed nervously. "Good night."

"G'night." you smiled as you ended the special call.

The week after the incident, a very happy Tom Holland knocked on your door with bright sunflowers in his hands.

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cynicaljapanophile · 6 years

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naruto youtube au headcanons p. i

konoha jonin

the konoha jonin are part of a small company

they are basically the naruto equivalent of rooster teeth

they have like twenty three shows

none of them get sleep

they have two mini fridges, one that consists of solely coffee and energy drinks and one that solely consists of instant ramen

they don't get into drama but that doesn't mean they won't hesitate to roast the kids(mostly naruto and sasuke)

most of them have their own channels

their fanbase is really mature but they're also protective to the point that they will look up old tweets if so much as reference

they have a show where they roast all of the konoha eleven kids, the suna kids, etc. to death

they have a podcast that has basically a million episodes

founded by kakashi, guy, kurenai, and asuma

was originally just a band when they were in high school

# of videos : 8, 371

started : december 7, 2006

views : 17.7b

subscribers : 27.3m

some of the members

kakashi hatake(32)

ceo of konoha productions

used to do music semi-professionally

roasts everyone(i don't know why i always kakashi as roasting the sh*t out of everyone all the time)

hasn't had a girlfriend in ten years

he appears on every episode of their podcast

he posts a lot of pranks on guy and obito on his channel

constantly jokes about fanfic

his fangirls/ fanboys are hella thirsty

"y'all need jesus and holy water"

always in the background of guy's videos

he is shipped with guy to no end

always trending

has admitted to writing jiraya x tsunade fanfiction when he was in middle school and high school

username : kakashi the scarecrow

used to be mr. steal your girl

# of videos : 372

started : april 1, 2009

views : 2.5b

subscribers : 10.5m

might guy(32)

directs a large portion of their videos/ shows

can play the drums

living, walking meme

thirty two but is such a dad

he does a lot of inspirational videos on his channel

he does a lot of workout videos

"what's gucci?"

does a lot of stunts and parkour

has a like to dislike ratio of 10-1

unintentionally scares/ interrupts kakashi when he is filming

has never been in any drama

has like twelve ted talks on his channel

username : might of guy

# of videos : 1, 873

started : june 5, 2007

views : 2.5b

subscribers : 10.5m

asuma sarutobi(32) and kurenai sarutobi-yuhi(33)

they don't actually have a "personal" channel

their "personal channel" is actually a couple channel(now a family channel)

asuma constantly pranks kurenai

they are kind of like prank vs prank and some cutesy family channel

they are so cute it hurts

mirai is an actual angel

they post every other day

username : the sarutobis

formerly asuma and kurenai

# of videos : 2, 100

started : may 12, 2007

views : 1.9b

subscribers : 7.2m

rin nohara(32)

retired nurse

has a "doctor/ nurse" channel

does a lot of nurse reacts videos

she also does the occasional vlog

has collapsed with shizune a million times

posts once a week to twice a month

she is one of the editors of konoha productions

username : nurse rin

# of videos : 112

started : july 12, 2017

views : 302m

subscribers : 1.2m

obito uchiha(32)

appears in kakashi and guy's videos a lot

does tana mongeau levels of storytime videos

does vlogs, pranks, and challenges

does rants about kakashi

plays "scary"(really just spoopy) video games

bad at roasting people

star wars nerd

username : obito uchiha

# of videos : 1, 237

started : august 13, 2009

views : 2b

subscribers : 7.4m

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endorstoiii · 6 years

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todas as asks que não foram feitas

1:Full name.I don’t like to share my full name online so I just go with Marina Sakai (that’s enough).

2:Zodiac sign.Taurus

3:3 fears.cockroaches, drowning and burning to death.

4:3 things I love.Music, drawing, movies.

5:4 turn on’s.Music, people who are similar to me, trips and playing The Sims (how random is this?).

6:4 turn off’s.Stupid people, soccer, math and being obliged to do something I don’t want to.

7:My best friend?I don’t think I have one best friend only, I have a few close friends… you are one

8:Sexual orientation?Straight.

9:My best first date?hahaha lol

10:How tall am I?1,62cm I guess.

11:What do I miss?A very good friend I made on tumblr. For some reason she is gone :(

12:What time was I born?At 6:40 am or something.

13:Favorite color?Well I have a holy trinity of colors, but I’d say purple.

14:Do I have a crush?As long as band members exist, I will have a crush LMAO.15:Favorite quote?“My world is turning pages while I am just sitting here” - Kevin Parker, Apocalypse Dreams.

16:Favorite place?Paraty (beach).

18:Do I use sarcasm?Me? No, never.

20:First thing I notice in new person?

21:Shoe size?35 in Brazil too lazy to search it for other locations :p

23:Hair color?Black.

24: Favorite style of clothing?I don’t know, I like to mixture things.

25:Ever done a prank call?Not that I remember.

26:What color of underwear I’m wearing now?Yellow with lilac stripes

27:Meaning behind my URL?It’s a song by Tame Impala. Me + the lyrics = accuracy.

28:Favorite movie?Too hard… but let’s say it’s The Babadook.

29:Favorite song?TOO HARD, but hum… at the moment it is Stella Was A Diver And She Was Always Down by Interpol (which I’m listening to right now!!!) ((but also Leif Erikson and Tidal Wave and ughhhhh)).

30:Favorite band?Sorry, I cannot choose only one so here it goes my Holy Trinity: Tame Impala, Arctic Monkeys and Arcade Fire. But I am extremely obsessed with Interpol, so yeah.

31:How I feel right now?Shitty for having a week off and doing nothing.

33:My current relationship status.The same as always: single.

34:My relationship with my parents.It’s good with my mother, and ok with my father.

35:Favorite holiday.Festa junina because food.

36:Tattoos and piercing I have.None, yet.

39:Do I and my last ex hate each other?who?

40:Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night” texts?Sometimes good night from my mother and my ex sister-in-law.

41:Have I ever kissed the last person I texted?No.

42:When did I last hold hands?God… when I was a child, maybe, with my parents, to cross the streets lmao seriously I have no idea.

43:How long does it take me to get ready in the morning?The whole morning lol an hour at least.

44:Have I shaved my legs in the past three days?No. Call me disgusting.

45: Where am I right now?Dining room.

46:If I were drunk & can’t stand, who’s taking care of me?This could only happen if I go out with my friends, none of them would go out to get drunk though hah but they would help me, I’m sure.47:Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level?Mostly reasonable level, but you know sometimes you gotta turn it louder for that one part… other times, the whole song lol48:Do I live with my Mom and Dad?Yes.

49:Am I excited for anything?Some of my fave bands will release new stuff this year, so yeah. Also, MGMT are coming to play here and I hope to go!!!50:Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to?No.51:How often do I wear a fake smile?70% of the time maybe.52:When was the last time I hugged someone?I hugged someone? I think it was 14 days ago because it was my friend’s birthday and I went to her house for a surprise party.

53:What if the last person I kissed was kissing someone else right in front of me?I would feel nothing.

54:Is there anyone I trust even though I should not?I don’t think so.

55:What is something I disliked about today?The whole day, I spent it doing chores and I am dead now.

56:If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?Kevin Parker, love of my life. And many other band members.

57:What do I think about most?Music lol hum, I try to focus on my life, my future… but I can’t seem to succeed.

58:What’s my strangest talent?If I had one I can make 3 waves with my tongue, just like Daniel Radcliffe.

59:Do I have any strange phobias?I don’t know if they are strange, but I am afraid of dolls (automatonophobia) and trypophobia.

71:Do I spend money or save it?Save it… to spend it HAH (taurine with ascendant in Taurus).

72:Can I touch my nose with a tongue?Nope.

73: Is there anything pink in 10 feet from me?Yes, there is a rose quartz, a pink tsuru (origami), a bed sheet, a sculpture of Our Lady of Aparecida, a small fake flower that my ex sister-in-law gifted my mom for Women’s Day.

74:Favorite animal?I also have a holy trinity for this lol: cats, elephants and deers (any kind).

75:What was I doing last night at 12 AM?Massaging my mom’s feet cause I’m a good daughter.

76:What do I think Satan’s last name is?Devicari LMAO ok this is an internal joke with my friends

77:What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it?Signs of Life by Arcade Fire78:How can you win my heart? Buy me concert tickets and food.

79: What would I want to be written on my tombstone?Embrace disgrace. I have just decided this haha I like the word embrace and I always say disgrace, in English, to my sister. And these two words rhyme lol80:What is my favorite word?In Portuguese, it probably is saudade because of the feeling, but there are some others that I like the pronounce, not necessarily the meaning (like resiliência, recíproco, melancolia), and I chose it by the meaning. There’s also eita, which is a perfect word, omg, I don’t know what I would do without this word. In English, one of them is embrace as I said above. But by the pronounce, it is vortex in British accent. Good af. 81:My top 5 blogs on tumblr?OH MAN, I don’t have fav blogs, I have fav people! So this is the criterion to choose. This is not in order. I AM SO SORRY1. @warpaint-impala2. @14thandeuclid3. @sastrugie4. @roger-sultrey5. @streetofthoughtinallyourbones (this one is inactive, unfortunately, but there’s so much gold in there!!!) ((she is @ourblogtoadmire))

82:If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say?hahah… hum… I would say @ all the band members who destroyed my life how much I love them. As everybody in the world is listening to me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

83:Do I have any relatives in jail?Not that I know.

84:I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice! What is that power?Mental power, just like Professor Xavier, but with telekinesis too. Oh, and being able to fly.

85:What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on?Hum, I can only think of “y/n” type of question, which would be very obvious… so I guess the question would be “what would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on?” LOL

86:What is my current desktop picture?The best gig of my life, aka Tame Impala. For some reason I can’t add the picture here :/ so I’ll post it later separately.

87:Had sex?what is it?

88:Bought condoms?lol

89:Gotten pregnant?When seeing some certain pictures? Oh hell yes!

90:Failed a class?Yep, Chemistry classes mostly. I may have missed some classes, but my shitty teacher could never be patient and a good professional so I could never really learn a thing.

91:Kissed a boy?Unfortunately yes (not because he’s a boy, but because it was bad as fuck).

92:Kissed a girl?Nope.

93:Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain?No.

94:Had job?Yes, I’ve already been an English teacher for kids (imagine how dumb these kids became when they had classes with me lmao I’m sorry girls)

95:Left the house without my wallet?No, never.

96:Bullied someone on the Internet?No.

97:Had sex in public?lmao what does sex mean?

98:Played on a sports team?Yes, I used to play handball at school.

99:Smoked weed?No.

100:Did drugs?No.

102:Drank alcohol?Yes, today. But I never went out to drink, neither had a single alcoholic drink only for me.

103:Am I a vegetarian/vegan?Nope.

104:Been overweight?No. I mean, never been in an unhealthy way.

105:Been underweight?Possibly when I was a child and had anemia.

106:Been to a wedding?Yes, the last one was on April 2017. It was my friend’s sister wedding.

107:Been on the computer for 5 hours straight?I think so, playing The Sims lol I love this game.

108:Watched TV for 5 hours straight?Probably… I’m not sure.

109:Been outside my home country?No :( (not yet!)

110:Gotten my heart broken?Yes because my fave band members havE GIRLFRIENDS!!! Ok, hum, I have had my heart broken by a “real person” once (and only time). But this person is one of the best people I have ever met and my heart was broken because we could never fit; he is not a bad person at all, we just are from different realities.

111:Been to a professional sports game?No.

112:Broken a bone?No.

113:Cut myself?Yes, once.

114:Been to prom?No.

115:Been in airplane?Yes, a long time ago, and I don’t remember how many times. Maybe 2 or 3.

116: Fly by helicopter?No, but I want to!

117:What concerts have I been to?I have a list of it here! I have seen some native bands too, which were pretty cool.118:Had a crush on someone of the same sex?Not a crush properly, but a little attraction.

119:Learned another language?Yes, English. But I want to learn others, like Japanese and Russian!

120:Wore make up?For weddings, graduation and this kind of event. And sometimes to go out, but very, very simple.

121:Lost my virginity before I was 18?LMAO

122:Had oral sex?why so many questions about sex? I still don’t know what this mean!!!

123:Dyed my hair?Never, but I’d like to.

124:Voted in a presidential election?My first time will be this year, in October. And I have no idea in who to vote!!! :)

125:Rode in an ambulance?No.

126:Had a surgery?No.

127:Met someone famous?I didn’t meet him, but I once went to an event and Beakman (from Beakman’s World) was there… but this is just like seeing a band live: you only see them, you don’t meet them.128:Stalked someone on a social network?Hahahahah hell yes

129:Peed outside?Outside what? In public, like, in the street? In a bush? No, never!

130:Been fishing?Yes, twice.

131:Helped with charity?Yes.

132:Been rejected by a crush?I had only one crush and he didn’t reject me, neither accepted.

133:Broken a mirror?Yes.

134:What do I want for birthday?My birthday was exactly 14 days ago I wanted a new pair of sneakers, and also money for gigs.

135:How many kids do I want and what will be their names?If I have a good financial condition, I want two. If not, only one. I don’t think too much about names, but can you believe I thought of it earlier today? Yes! Male names I like are Julian and Edwin. And female, Elizabeth/Elise, Amélia/Amelie (just like I said here) and also Helena.

136:Was I named after anyone?No, my grandfather suggested this name for me and my mom liked it.

137:Do I like my handwriting?Not anymore. It is really ugly now, it used to be better.

138:What was my favorite toy as a child?Barbie dolls, always.

139:Favorite TV Show?Decora. It’s a Brazilian tv show about renovating and decorating rooms.

140:Where do I want to live when older?Perth, Australia (thanks Tame Impala for destroying my life).

141:Play any musical instrument?Unfortunately not, and I hate this!!! I really, reaaaally want to play some! Hopefully I will in the future.

142:One of my scars, how did I get it?I have two scars on my right arm. My sister really wanted the tv control I was holding… yeah, she tried to get it from my hands and scratched my arm.

143:Favorite pizza topping?K E T C H U P! LMAO SO PAULISTAN

144:Am I afraid of the dark?No.

145:Am I afraid of heights?Yes.

146:Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad?Yeah, I remember once when I left the laundry room (I was alone there) and I didn’t hold the door, so it shut and it was loud, and I said it was my brother’s fault, though he wasn’t even there. My mom was getting in the laundry room and she saw it all. LOL.147:Have I ever tried my hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end?Always? lol hum, yes, it happens a lot.

148:What I’m really bad at.Everything. Ok, hum, I would say that I am really bad at being positive.

149:What my greatest achievements are.Seeing my Holy Trinity live; saving the life of some pets (my last dog and the three current cats I have) and I don’t know what else.

150:The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me.basically everything my father says to me hum my father used to call me useless a lot of times.

151:What I’d do if I won in a lottery.Help my family, move to Perth and try my life in there.

152:What do I like about myself?Nothing…………….-my music taste, and the fact that I am an open minded person.

153:My closest Tumblr friend.you (@warpaint-impala).

154:Something I fantasies about.LMAOOOOOOOOOO sorry but nope hah

155:Any question you’d like - would you read my text?Yes, I will read it.

Glenda, muito obrigada, mas nunca mais faça eu responder todas as perguntas. Por favor. Te amo

#this was the first time I had to answer ALL the questions #it took me two days to finish it lol #but well ok that's the price I pay isn't it?#my post

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nomorelonelydays · 7 years

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Ovi adventures! - anon submission

This turned out to be way longer than I thought and I’m sorry

Sasha should have known that Zhenya would take him to the same bar that his stupid Pittsburgh Penguins were celebrating their stupid win at. It’s fine, they’re sitting away from most of the team, the only one occasionally wandering over being Crosby, and Sasha just has too much fun ribbing both of them to mind his presence. He does keep catching a glare from their weird goalie though. He rolls his eyes the next time he catches Fleury’s gaze on him, “Can you call off your goalie? You guys won, I don’t understand what he has shoved up his ass.”

“Probably those three pucks you snuck past him.” Zhenya answers with his mouth full of fries. “You got him pulled, of course he’s pissed. Just ignore him, he’ll probably pull a prank on you before we leave the bar. It’ll be harmless. Probably. Probably just something in your next drink. Don’t accept any drinks probably.” He looks up as Sidney comes to bring them a new round of shots. “Except these, these safe. Sid bring, Sid best.” And great, he’s already drunk.

“Sidney Crosby wouldn’t poison me for goalie, right?” Sasha asks, meaning for it to sound like a joke but he supposes it actually comes out a little desperate. Luckily Sid laughs.

“Why would I care, we won.” He shrugs and walks off, and Sasha glances up just in time to watch Zhenya tilt his head and watch Sid walk away with an appreciative sigh. Gross.

“You have to admit his ass is-“ Sasha just is not going to let Zhenya finish that statement.

“It’s nice, Zhenya, yes. Please leave me out of whatever foreplay is happening right now.”

“I just hope you remembered your noise cancelling headphones if you’re staying with me.” Zhenya grins. Gross.

—

He must have gotten more drunk than he thought, because he ends up waking up at Zhenya’s. Which… wait. This isn’t Zhenya’s guest bed, this is his own bed. He has a quick moment of panic wondering how in the hell he got all the way home with no recollection, and decides calling Nicky is the best course of action. Nicky’s always there to fill in the gaps. Except he doesn’t answer. He doesn’t answer any of Sasha’s five calls, but he does text him.

“I’m with Mike this weekend. You know that. Stop calling.”

Which…. what? Mike? Who is Mike? Sasha tries to think fast and immediately he’s hit with a realization. Greenie. He feels trepidation drip down his spine, because he knows full and well what Nicky and Greenie’s past was thanks, and while he doesn’t think Nicky would cheat on him it’s not like he and Greenie really ended on good terms. There’s no reason for Nicky to be visiting him. And…. weekend? Wasn’t it Wednesday? He checks his phone calendar and apparently it’s now Saturday. Which means Sasha was in Pittsburgh an entire four days ago. He considers calling Zhenya for help, but apparently he doesn’t have to because he hears grumbling from the hallway that sounds suspiciously like 6’3” of angry Penguin. He bolts out of bed and slams into Zhenya in the hallway. “Am I concussed?” Is his first thought. Fuck, where is Sidney when you need him? Zhenya shoves him away and continues on downstairs with Sasha trailing after him.

“No you’re not concussed, why would you be concussed? We haven’t even played yet, just got too fucking drunk last night to function. Now it’s time for hangover tea.” He says decisively, yanking open cabinets till he finds what he wants.

“Wh…. We… But we played on Wednesday. Right?” He asks quietly, and finally Zhenya is turning around to look at him and regard what he’s saying.

“No? We’re playing tonight. Wednesday I played the Flyers and you played…. San Jose?” He says, shrugging and turning back around.

“Okay…. okay, then I just had the weirdest dream and… wait, why is Nicky visiting Greenie this weekend if we have a game tonight? He won’t be here?” He asks a little hysterically, because Nicky never misses games.

“Backstrom is in DC. I’m pretty sure you were just bitching last night about Green coming to visit him and defiling him.” Zhenya mutters. “That’s why we’re hungover you idiot.”

Sasha’s very, very slowly putting this all together. “You mean… they’re still fucking?” He asks very quietly.

“Fucking? I’m pretty sure they’re engaged, but who knows because Backstrom is so quiet. I figured you would have that kind of information.”

Sasha feels his heart break in his chest because there is no way he imagined the last 3 years being with Nicky. He sits down heavily at the kitchen table and the chair creaking prompts Zhenya to look at him again and sigh, coming to sit beside him.

“I know, it sucks more when it’s happening near you. Makes it more real. That’s how I feel every time Sid brings his stupid boyfriend around. I wanna smash his face.”

Sasha’s nodding before he really realizes what Zhenya just said. He and Sidney aren’t even together? This is obviously the nightmare world.

“I think I’m gonna go lay down a bit more. I must have hit my head, this is just not making sense.” And leaves before Zhenya can question him. He flops back down onto his bed and closes his eyes, hoping that when he opens them again everything is back to normal.

—

He wakes up in… not his bed. Now he’s in a hotel room, which makes way more sense than waking up in his house. More importantly, someone is in the bed with him and even MORE importantly, they’re giving him a morning blowjob. He sighs in relief; Nicky likes to do this sometimes, and he thanks whatever deity is listening for Nicky being in his bed and not Greenie’s. Except when he reaches under the sheets to thread his fingers through Nicky’s hair, it’s shorter and curlier than it should be. Nicky’s had the same haircut nearly the entire time Sasha has known him. This is not Nicky. He whips the sheets back and gapes at Sidney Fucking Crosby looking up at him while… well. “Sid, Sidney, what the fuck?” He says, hating how it comes out mostly as a breathy gasp. It isn’t his fault that Crosby has a serious case of DSL and now that he’s actually seeing them in action it’s a little hard to look away. He swears he can see mirth in Sid’s eyes and then he honest to god winks before sinking all the way down and taking Sasha deep into his throat. Sasha is only human, and with that fucking eye contact he can’t help it as he comes down Sidney’s throat. He falls back on the mattress and pants, too dazed to care about Sidney laughing at him. He only lets himself have a moment to bask in the afterglow before he sits back up, “Sid what was that? Holy shit.”

“What do you mean? I’m just continuing your hat trick reward, Sasha.” And just when in the hell did Sidney start calling him Sasha?

“Hat… What? Come, come up here, need to. Talk.” He pulls the sheets over his lap, and Sidney’s too because he’s naked as the day he was born. Jesus. “Sid, what you doing? Can’t do this to Zhenya.” Or… whatever boyfriend the Zhenya from his dream was all moody about. He watches Sidney flinch a little when Zhenya is mentioned and that is definitely not normal.

“You know G doesn’t give a shit, Sasha, come on.” He says, but it doesn’t sound flippant, it sounds… dejected. “He’s got better things to focus on than me.” He looks at his watch and sighs, rolling off the bed to find his clothes. “You two have breakfast plans don’t you? You should get moving, you’re gonna piss him off if you’re late.” He leans over and presses a soft kiss to Sasha’s lips. “We’ll finish this later, yeah? Come over after breakfast, we should have time before your flight later.” He says and makes his way out. What.

Luckily he finds the address for the breakfast place in his text thread with Zhenya, and barely manages to get himself there on time. Zhenya has of course spread himself out at the table, looking smug as ever. Sasha hates him. But not really.

“Finally decided to show up, I see.” Zhenya hums, sliding him a mimosa. “Long night with Sid?” And Sasha gapes.

“So you do know about that?” He asks incredulously, still not really sure what’s going on with the whole Sidney thing. Are they sharing him or something? Because Sasha doesn’t think he’s down for that. And where the hell is Nicky in all this? Is he still with Greenie?

“Of course I know, it’s not like you’ve been quiet about it.” Zhenya snorts and doesn’t look the least bit upset. “I’m pretty sure the entire league knows to some degree. It’s okay Sasha; we all have dirty little secrets. Some of us are just better at keeping them than others, no?” He winks and orders his breakfast.

Sasha is still gaping as he orders his own, and slowly reboots enough to ask, “Well surely you can tell me about yours.” He says, just trying to get a little more info on whatever whacked out nightmare he’s in now. Although, considering how he woke up this morning, maybe not a nightmare.

“Oh you know, just in a habit of stealing your playoff luck is all. You could say I fuck it out of your team.” He laughs.

Sasha laughs too, nervously, because what the fuck? “What?”

Zhenya, to his credit, just shrugs. “Fucked Backstrom 2016 and 2017 at the beginning of the series. Coincidence? I don’t think so. You can try all you want to do the same with Sid but I don’t think it’s working.”

Sasha’s ears are ringing. Did Zhenya just say what he thinks he said? “You’re a dirty fucking liar. Nicky wouldn’t let you touch him with your grubby hands.” He says, trying to keep his voice calm and flat. Zhenya smirks and waggles his eyebrows.

“He let me touch him with them last night. You seem pissed. I thought you knew about this? He never said?” And it’s just a little satisfying to watch Zhenya’s eyes get wide when Sasha leans in close enough that their noses are touching.

“I’m going to kill you in your sleep.” He whispers, which is not a rational reaction he knows but the mental image he has right now is making him feel hostile.

“What? I don’t know what the problem is, Sasha, you have Sidney. Backstrom says you barely look at him anymore, not after you two had that blowout. Now come on, shake off whatever weird mood you got yourself in and drink more. You should know Flower’s still pissed at you for last night.” He says and nods over to the breakfast bar where fucking Fleury is just glaring at him, when the fuck did he get there? Then suddenly, like he’d miraculously understood the entire Russian conversation he and Zhenya had been having, he grins, big and mean and that is definitely his pranking face. Sasha’s being played, but how? Sidney would never agree to be a part of this if it was just a prank so how is this happening? Suddenly he remembers a story Zhenya had told him while drunk one night about Fleury being able to travel to different universes, and how one time he had brought Zhenya with him to show him a universe where Sasha was dating Sidney. Sasha and laughed it off at the time and gone on and on about what a lucky guy he was, figuring it was just the drunken ramblings of a man who clearly was threatened by Sasha’s superior looks and hockey. Maybe he’s losing his shit, but the story doesn’t sound so unlikely now.

He frowns at Fleury, “Hey, goalie, come here, need to talk to you right now.” He says, starting to stand up. He watches Fleury snap his fingers and then he wakes up in his bed. Wait, not his bed. A bedroom, yes, but not his and not his mattress. It’s dark enough that he thinks it may be Nicky’s room and sighs when he feels the comfortable solid weight of someone next to him. He hopes its Nicky. He leans over to give Nicky a sleepy kiss and thanks God everything is back to normal, but Nicky’s lips are never this chapped and Sasha only knows one person’s whose are. His eyes snap open and sees none other than Zhenya’s fucking face and honest to God screams. He scrambles back and is about to jump out of the bed when he realizes he’s naked. They’re both naked.

Sasha vaguely thinks he’s having a heart attack, and when Zhenya rolls over in confusion and tells him to “come back to bed, baby,” He actually thinks he sees Gods light calling him home because he must have died and gotten sent to Hell by mistake. Suddenly he hears some weird, bodiless laughing and then he’s in a hotel bed again. He’s too scared to roll over and see who’s sleeping next to him. Best case scenario it’s Nicky. Worst, Zhenya again. Middle is Sidney, while not his preferred choice he doesn’t think he would argue this time. But, as he slowly turns, he sees blonde hair poking out of a blanket cocoon and he almost cries in relief. He flops over Nicky and clings, which of course wakes up his beautiful, sweet, angelic, cranky boyfriend.

“I’m sleeping. Off.” He hisses, one green eye glaring at him.

“I love you. I love you so much, don’t leave me ever for- for Greenie or-” he gags, “-Zhenya, please Nicky I’ll die.”

“What? What is wrong with you. Get off of me.” He elbows Sasha hard in the side to dislodge him, but rearranges himself so he’s at least rolled towards Sasha, a small offering of affection that Sasha is way too willing to accept. “Ridiculous. I would never let Malkin touch me with those grubby hands.” Nicky mutters, his eyes already shut again.

“I knew it!” Sasha crows and he knows it’s way too loud even when he does it, so he really deserves the pillow he’s almost suffocated with. Nicky flops back down onto the bed and rolls himself up in the blankets again, sighing.

“Give me ten more minutes of quiet and then you can tell me about whatever dream caused you to think I would ever sleep with Malkin.” He says, and Sasha is all too happy to comply, pressing a kiss to Nicky’s forehead and settling down to wait. True to his word, after ten minutes on the dot, Nicky opens his eyes and nods to signal Sasha to start.

“Don’t think it was dream, remember how I told you dumb story Zhenya tell me, about Fleury adventures? Remember he say Fleury took him to universe where I’m dating Sidney and not you.” He waits until Nicky hums and nods before he continues, “Think maybe Fleury little pissed about hattie, think he do that to me but he send me to three, and Nicky they bad. Well, mostly bad.” He says. The universe where he woke up with Sidney wasn’t that bad, until Zhenya told him that he was sleeping with Nicky.

Nicky snorted, “Three, hmm? One for each puck you got past him. You did get him pulled.”

“Exactly! So the first he send me to is very bad, I wake up at home and Zhenya is there and he tell me you’re engaged to Greenie, and he was bitching about Sidney having some boyfriend, it was very bad. So I go back to sleep. And then I wake up to blowjob and I think, oh, Nicky is rewarding me for hat trick, hooray!” He smiles when Nicky laughs, “But, is not you. Go to pet your head and hair too short, too curly. I pull back sheets and see Sidney down there. Worse is I go to breakfast with Zhenya and he knows about me and Sidney sleeping together apparently and he don’t care, and then he tells me he’s been stealing playoff luck from us, and I ask him what he means, and he say he fucks it out of you and then I feel like I have to kill him and I tell him that.”

Nicky makes a face, “Ugh. The thought of letting Malkin’s hands or dick anywhere near me makes me want to kill him. And I kind of want to kill Sidney too, right now.” He hums.

“I know, right? Anyway, so then Zhenya tells me to calm down and then he tells me Fleury still mad at me, think he was trying to cheer me up, and there’s Fleury over by the breakfast bar and he looks mad, and then he gets big bad grin on his face and I know I’m being pranked. And then,” He shudders, “I wake up in worst universe in all of universes.” Nicky is staring at him with wide eyes, and he takes a deep breath before he continues. “Wake up. In bed, think you’re next to me, think bad dream is over. Give you sleepy kiss. But don’t feel right so I open my eyes and it’s Zhenya.” He lets out the last bit in a rush, trying not to gag again. Nicky is of course laughing at him now, and Sasha pouts. “He called me ‘baby’! Told me to come back to bed! And then I think yes, I have died and gone to hell. But then I hear weird laughter coming from nowhere and then I’m back here with you.”

Once Nicky is done laughing at him, he gets out of the bed and starts wandering to the bathroom to get ready for the day. “Well, we’re supposed to get breakfast with Crosby and Malkin in an hour. We’ll be sure to tell them all about it, yes?” He says, a mischievous glint in his eyes. God, Sasha loves him.

When they go out to breakfast later with Sidney and Zhenya, Nicky’s… maybe a little more handsy than he normally would be. Zhenya definitely notices, and winks at Sasha and says, “Nice.” He’s sprawled out over his and Sid’s side of the booth, one arm around Sid’s shoulders, an obviously friendly gesture to anyone who would see them. Meanwhile Nicky’s hand is so far up Sasha’s thigh it basically isn’t his thigh anymore. Nice.

Nicky starts up a conversation with Sidney about something mundane, like penalty kills or something, which of course distracts Sid enough that Zhenya’s just watching him like a lovesick fool, sipping on his coffee. “So, Zhenya, did you know that there’s a universe where we’re fucking?” Sasha asks conversationally. Zhenya immediately chokes on his mouthful of coffee and ends up spitting it all over Sid. Sasha cackles as Sid blinks and slowly turns his head to stare at Zhenya, who is still coughing and choking and trying to apologize. Sasha spares a glance at Nicky who is carefully blank as he hands Sid his napkin, and Sasha hands his over too. He can see the corners of Nicky’s mouth twitching and he cackles again.

“Sid, Sid, so sorry so sorry, don’t- don’t know what-“ And then he switches to Russian and snaps at Sasha, “What the fuck? What the fuck?” before going back to apologizing to Sidney and trying to help him clean up. “Sid, baby, I-“

“Zhenya!” Sid barks, and Sasha watches in amazement as Zhenya quickly shuts his mouth. Sid takes a deep breath through his nose after he finishes cleaning himself up. Sasha withers a little when that sharp gaze is turned towards him as Sidney asks, “What the fuck did you say?” Sasha just shakes his head and tries to insist that it’s nothing important, but Sid plays dirty. He looks at Zhenya and stares before asking very slowly, “What did he say?”

“He, uh. He say there’s universe where he and I… uh.” Zhenya tries to stop there but Sidney just keeps staring, “He say there’s universe where he and I are fucking. And so I choke. So sorry Sid, didn’t mean to.” Zhenya is a weak, weak man.

“Whipped.” Sasha whispers to Nicky, who nods solemnly in agreement. “Sorry Sid, didn’t see he’d taken sip of coffee. Had fun adventures with your goalie last night, he punished me for hattie.” Sid brightens a little at this, understanding dawning on him.

“Oh, wow I didn’t think he’d been serious when he told me he was gonna do that.” Sasha squawks indignantly, Sidney had been in on this? “Did he take you to three different ones? He said he was thinking about leaving you in the last one.”

“No, oh no, can’t leave me in that last one. Maybe leave me in the middle one, that’s the one where you woke me up with blowjob. Nice.” He nods, winking at Zhenya who goes from boyfriend-in-the-doghouse to angry-Russian-bear. Sidney, for his part, just looks grossed out. Bless him. Nicky’s grip tightens minutely on his thigh and Sasha has to fight the urge to call him on it. “That was pretty good universe, Sidney Crosby wakes me up with morning blowjob, but then Zhenya tells me he’s sleeping with Nicky and-“ He gets cut off by Zhenya once again choking on his coffee, but this time managing to keep it in his mouth. Zhenya looks at Nicky with wide eyes and his face bright red, and Nicky just stares right back at him with his best blank face and best murder eyes.

“Never in your life.” Is all he says. Nicky’s the best. Sidney has a considering look on his face, like he’s pondering something.

“What you thinking about, Sid?” Sasha asks, taking a sip of coffee himself.

“Just wondering who would be on top between you and Geno.” Sidney says, looking at Zhenya pointedly. Nicky looks Zhenya too, which would be insulting if he hadn’t woken up with some very particular soreness in that universe. Sasha catches Zhenya’s eye and winks, “Going to fuck me good, daddy?” He asks Zhenya in Russian just to watch him squirm. Zhenya gags and so Sasha starts laughing until he glances at Sidney, who is very red and staring very intently at the table. “Sidney Crosby, you kinky fuck!” He laughs so hard he can feel tears in his eyes, because Sidney definitely understood what he’d said to Zhenya and there is no reason for him to know any of those words for normal conversation. He catches Nicky rolling his eyes, and his cheeks are a little pink too. Nicky’s the best.

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