#kira yukimura scenario

[invisible-storyteller]

Home is a person

For @kirayukimuraappreciation. Day 1: You Came Back. Pairing: Malia Tate/Kira Yukimura Rating: General Words: 1628 Tags: Post-Canon, Post-Teen Wolf: The Movie (2023), Kira-centric, Kira Yukimura Returns, Derek Hale & Kira Yukimura Friendship, Angst with a Happy Ending Summary:  Kira returns to Beacon Hills just in time to save Derek. With everyone alive and the Nogitsune gone, happy end is due, right? Well, Kira needs a bit more convincing to realize why she's come back at all. (Read it on AO3).

It doesn’t take long to understand the situation. It takes even less time to tackle Derek off the Nemeton.

She makes sure to stand guard around the tree stump with another, younger kitsune as Parrish’s arms wrap around the mutant evil spirit and they both go up in flames. The only thing left in the Nogitsune’s wake is silence and bad memories.

Then the illusion is gone and Kira can breathe again. They are all standing on a stadium field, safe, shaken and once again victorious, surrounded by friends she hasn’t seen in over a decade. It just figures that another life-and-death scenario would bring them back together.

“Dad!”

A werewolf boy barely in his teens rushes towards Derek and buries himself into his arms, and as Kira does a 360-degree turn, she notices that everyone's celebrating in varying forms of an embrace while she’s standing on the side. Alone.

A lean body sags onto hers suddenly and she startles by the unexpectedly tight hug. “You saved my dad,” The boy says against her shoulder, relief heavy in his voice. “Thank you.”

From a short distance, Derek smiles at her and walks closer to the pair. “Amazing timing,” He compliments.

Kira smiles but can’t help looking around and thinking: “Actually, I might be too late.”

Derek invites her to dinner as an expression of his gratitude and then follows up with a dozen ‘thanks yous’ throughout the evening. His son, Eli, has a million questions about the Skinwalkers and her powers and he breaks down crying halfway through. It’s a lot, but Kira still feels better on the drive home.

It’s definitely nicer than the nothing that follows.

For every single thing that hasn’t changed in Beacon Hills, there are at least three more that have. Derek, apparently, doesn’t know much about the others since most of them haven’t kept in touch after an allegedly glorious defeat against an army of hunters. Kira hasn’t been there for the war, but she supposes that the pack would have sought her out if she was truly needed.

Reuniting with Scott is awkward, seeing him hold hands with Allison is even more so. It’s not like Kira had much hope for her and Scott, but it still hurts. It doesn’t sting like a heartache but more like another proof that life went on without her.

She talks with Hikari and Liam before they leave for Japan because that’s their home now, not Beacon Hills. Kira has no idea where her home is anymore.

Half of her life has been dedicated to fighting for control with the Skinwalkers, so readjusting to the changes and modern life should be easy, and yet, Kira finds herself debating on a daily basis the idea of simply going back. What is keeping me here? - it’s a question that echoes too often in her head.

Derek is attentive, but more than that, he understands. He invites her over for more dinners and movie marathons (to help her “catch up on what she’s missed”, and he cringes right after saying it), and talks about his travels proceeding the events in Mexico. She realizes by the second-hour mark that the similarities of their experiences are overshadowed by their unbridgeable differences.

Because Derek returned when his friends were in need, but Kira didn’t.

He shows her the garage, the preserve and the school. Coach doesn’t recognize her but asks whether she’s good at lacrosse and if she would like to join, anyway. This leads to Kira practising with Eli on Mondays, since Derek claims he’s always been more gifted in basketball.

Kira knows what Derek’s doing, really, and she appreciates it. She just doesn’t know how to tell him that the issue isn’t with the place. It’s with her.

It’s 12:14 pm on a Friday when Kira walks into the auto shop. It’s been five weeks since her return and as she enters the shop (instead of waiting outside like usual), the realization hits her of how weird it is that she hasn’t talked to Malia in all that time.

“Hey,” Malia greets, like they've just spoken yesterday (they didn't, not in 14 years), kicking her feet off the counter and plucking the earbuds out of her ear.

Kira is ashamed that she can’t come up with a better reply than “Hi”, accompanied by a not-quite smile to make up for the lack of contact. Not that Malia couldn’t have reached out, Kira reminds herself, and feels a dull pang in her heart. It’s an everyday occurrence.

“What are you doing here?” Malia asks as she stands up, soft sweater bunching up at one of her sides. Derek’s been either rubbing off on her or pestering the woman into warmer clothes as the season turned chilly. It’s an adorable sight, nevertheless.

Kira looks behind herself, wondering for a moment if she should wait outside after all. Then she remembers Malia has always been confrontational and feels her nerves settle at the small glimpse of familiarity.

“Derek promised to buy me lunch,” Kira finally says, glancing around for good measure. Derek’s most likely in the back, though, immersed in grease and work.

Malia nods, looks away, pats down her jeans.

“What if I buy you lunch?”

The question catches Kira off guard and her wide eyes are probably telling since Malia immediately shoves her hands into her jeans and plunges into an explanation.

“Derek’s busy with a demanding asshole’s car and sitting here is getting seriously boring. So please? Put me out of my misery?”

Oh. Well. Kira can roll with that.

“Yeah, sure, if Derek doesn’t mind.”

“Wait here,” Malia instructs before disappearing through the backdoor. Three minutes later, Malia is back with car keys dangling from her fingers and a familiar-looking credit card in her hand. “He doesn’t mind. Now, let’s go. I’m fucking starving.”

The lunch is better than Kira expects. Malia's questions are straightforward but her answers to Kira’s inquires are equally frank. It’s refreshing to finally pour out all the feelings Kira's had bottled up for over a month now. It's also the first time she laughs honestly.

“We should meet up again,” Malia suggests while they're pulling up to Kira's home. Or, well, to her parents’ house.

“Yeah,” Kira agrees readily.

Then, she promptly forgets about wanting to leave for a full week.

“Don’t you want to have your own apartment?” Malia asks with her bare feet trudging in the shallow part of the lake.

Kira pulls her knees up to hug them closer as well as to support her chin as she shrugs noncommittally. “I haven’t thought about it yet.”

“Seriously?" Malia looks flummoxed. "Didn’t you make a comment about the absurdity of sleeping in your old bedroom? Right below your One Direction poster?"

Yeah, Kira spent an entire day mourning over that particular change.

“I know, I just never thought I would need a permanent place here.”

Malia freezes in the water at once and aimes her eyes at her submerged feet. Kira can't parse the emotion on her friend's face, and it makes the anxiety that she hasn't felt around Malia yet emerge with frightening intensity.

“You want to leave.”

There's no accusation behind the words but they aren't exactly warm in nature. Kira doesn't want to lie, not to Malia, so she settles on a shrug.

“But you just got back." And now the hurt is audible in Malia's voice.

“Why should I stay here?" Kira asks, pleading for her friend to understand. "Our friends aren’t here anymore, the pack isn’t here anymore, my life isn’t here-“

Kira bites her tongue. When she got back two months ago, she was filled with exhilaration to reunite with her family. Her mother made occasional visits to the Skinwalkers, but it was nothing compared to the almost forgotten scent of his father's cooking or the sound of her mother's singing as it floated through the house. There was no happier moment in Kira's life than when her mother had called about the Nogitsune's return and the Skinwalkers bid her farewell for good. Her training was over.

But Kira didn't live in Beacon Hills for long and she didn't have childhood memories to anchor her to the town. The only thing that was ever valuable in Beacon Hills were her friends and even they had left a long time ago. Kira has no reason to stay.

“I’m here,” Malia's words break through her thoughts, and Kira meets her eyes curiously.

“Why? What holds you back?”

Malia doesn't answer. She simply walks out of the lake and sits beside her in the grass. It's an unusually sunny day.

“Parrish?” Kira chances, and her heart soars when Malia shakes her head lightly.

“I guess... I was waiting for everyone to come back.”

Kira hasn't considered it yet - what it must have felt like to be left behind by all their friends. The worst is, though, that she doesn't remember if she ever said goodbye to Malia.

They listen to the forest while soaking in the pale light of the Sun, and at one point, Malia decides to lie down on her back and just watch the vagrant clouds as they swim past the treetops. Kira hasn't known this kind of peace in... 14 years.

“I guess..." Malia suddenly speaks, quieter but somehow braver, "I was waiting for you to come back.”

Kira looks at the other woman, at the challenge and hope in her eyes. At the evident fear that she bares open for only Kira to see.

She leans onto her side until she hovers above Malia, and slowly, tentatively, takes hold of her hand.

“Will you help me look for an apartment?”

Malia beams, and just like that, Kira no longer regrets coming back.

[natashxromanovf]

Hello and congratulations for a year milestone for your blog 💗

📸 - send me a character + a scenario and i’ll make a moodboard based on it (it can also only be a color)

📸: Kira Yukimura + Kpop Concert date 🎟️

thank you!! hope you like this :)

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12 days of Teen Wolf Christmas

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52216228 by Writer_Jayne 12 days of Christmas! Each "Day" will be a stand-alone fic with its own tags and ships, Canon/Fanon time period, and headcanons. I plan on specifying tags and ships by chapter as well as any other notes that may be needed. Most of the fics are Christmas-centric in a way that makes any ships included extra detail, but I have tagged the most re-occurring ships in the actual tags. There is also a variety of lengths from chapter to chapter. Some are very short and sweet, while others are more detailed with some length. I wanted as much variety as possible, so we have lots of different scenarios, points of the timeline, and ships and canon compliance/divergence will be marked by chapter. I hope you all enjoy! Words: 800, Chapters: 1/12, Language: English Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Multi Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Allison Argent, Isaac Lahey, Erica Reyes, Vernon Boyd, Lydia Martin, Jackson Whittemore, Cora Hale, Peter Hale, Malia Tate, Ethan (Teen Wolf), Kira Yukimura, Liam Dunbar, Theo Raeken, Mason Hewitt, Corey Bryant (Teen Wolf), Nolan (Teen Wolf), Eli Hale (Teen Wolf), Melissa McCall, Sheriff Stilinski (Teen Wolf), Chris Argent, Jordan Parrish Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Liam Dunbar/Theo Raeken Additional Tags: 12 Days of Christmas, Pack Christmas (Teen Wolf), movie what movie, Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski are Eli Hale's Parents, Christmas Party, Christmas Music, Christmas read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52216228

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By Nqzzxxiren

Hello my name is Lillian but you all can call me lilly, lil, or Ian I don't mind at all really you can give me a personal nickname that you made up for me.

I'm here to talk about the fandoms and other things that I could make for you guys (and I mean anything😉😉) so here's the list of fandoms I would make fanfictions or head cannons or scenarios anything you guys want!

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Jake

Neytiri

Tonowari

Ronal

Aonung

Tsireya

Lo'ak

Neteyam

Kiri

Spider

Quaritch

Roxto

Norm

Lyle

Tsu'tey

Supernatural

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

Castiel

Crowley

Michael

Lucifer

Gabriel

Charlie Bradbury

Jo Harvelle

Jack Kline

Rowena MacLeod

Meg Masters

Benny Lafitte

Bela Talbot

The walking dead

Rick Grimes

Daryl Dixon

Carl Grimes

Michonne

Negan

Glenn Rhee

Maggie Greene

Gabriel

Ezekiel

Rosita Espinosa

Abraham Ford

Jesus

Aaron

Carol Peletier

Harry Potter

Hermione Granger

Harry Potter

Draco Malfoy

James Potter

Luna Lovegood

Ron Weasley

Sirius Black

Neville Longbottom

Remus Lupin

Ginny Weasley

Lily Potter

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Tokio hotel

Bill Kaulitz

Tom Kaulitz

Georg Listing

Gustav Schäfer

Spider multiverse

Pavitr Prabhakar

Peter Parker

Miles Morales

Gwen Stacy

Miguel O'Hara

Hobie

Miles G. Morales/ Prowler

Jefferson Morales

Rio Morales

Teen wolf

Stiles Stilinski

Scott McCall

Derek Hale

Allison Argent

Lydia Martin

Isaac Lahey

Jackson Whittemore

Peter Hale

Malia Tate

Theo Raeken

Kira Yukimura

Peaky blinders

Tommy Shelby

Arthur Shelby

Grace Burgess

John Shelby

Alfie Solomons

Michael Gray

Finn Shelby

Ada Shelby

Gina Gray

Freddie Thorne

The lost boy

Michael Emerson

Marko

Edgar Frog

Alan Frog

Paul

Star

David

Sam Emerson

Dwayne

Hi nice to see ya👋🏾 if you don't see any of your favorite fandoms or characters please tell me so I can put them up but yea this is all and you can pick any character you want and whatever genre you want it to be, like fluff, smut, angst and any other

(also I'm not used to smut so if you request it then please be patient I will be trying I promise)

[dreamawaytofeelokay]

Stiles: I think I'm bisexual!

Scott: Why are you telling me this now? I thought that was common knowledge-

Lydia: Why do all my ex-boyfriends figure such things out after I already have?

Malia: You're one to talk.

Lydia: Excuse you? Who's the one that quite literally needed Kira to spell out that you guys were dating?

[just-jordie-things]

Hurt for Me - Kira Yukimura

listen to the song here

“I’m going to miss you” You said to the girl across from you.  You held an arm over your face, casting a shadow over your eyes.  The sun was scorching in this desert.  “A lot, you know” Kira smiled, a small, sad smile.  One that said goodbye.

“I love you so much” Kira breathed, and wrapped her arms around your neck, pulling you in for a long kiss.  Your tears rolled off of your cheeks and onto hers.

“I-I can’t-” Your voice cracked when your lips parted.

“I know, but someday, I’ll make it through this, and you’ll be the first one I come to” You nod, grabbing her face and pulling her in for another desperate and sloppy kiss.  “Just take it slow baby girl, it’ll be okay, you’ll be okay” She told you.  “Stay around your family, your pack, okay? Don’t shut down” You glanced over to where Scott Stiles Lydia and Malia stood, by the jeep.

“I don’t know if I-”

“Try?” She whispered.  “For me?” You took in  a shaky breath before nodding jerkily.  Her thumbs rubbed circles into your cheeks.  “I have something for you” SHe whispered, and reached her hand into her jacket pocket.  She held out a black smooth ninja star.  

“Your tail?” You asked unsurely.  “Are you sure you want to give that to me?” Kira smiled softly, and nodded.

“I want you to take care of it for me” She said quietly, and slid it into your hand.  “Will you?” You nodded your head.

“Yeah of course, whatever you need” You said, curling your fingers around the smooth, and surprisingly heavy star.  “Kira” You whispered.  “I’m going to wait for you” Her eyes widened momentarily.

“No- y/n you need to find someone else you need to find happiness somewhere else-” You shook our head and pushed forward, kissing her long and hard.

“I can’t love anyone else”

Oh no, tonight I find it hard to swallow

The bed is made and I feel hollow

My friends suggest that I should take it slow

I took it slow

Flash forward three months.  You were in your pajamas, a pair of shorts and a lacrosse sweatshirt with ‘Yukimura’ scripted across the back, and a bold 15 under it.  Your bare feet had your toes curling into the carpet as you stared at the made up queen sized bed.

“y/n?” You head Lydia call, as she walked in beside you.  She thought a sleepover would be a good idea to get back into the swing of teenage life.  She didn’t know how much you dreaded, and hated the idea.  Especially that of someone else sleeping on Kira’s side of the bed.  “Where’s your nail polish?” Lydia asked with a giddy grin.  You shook your head.

“I don’t own any” You mumbled, not turning to look at her.

“Well lucky for you, I have my own” Lydia said with a wink.  “My bag’s downstairs, I’m gonna go grab it” You didn’t respond, not even a nod.  But she walked out anyways, a slight skip in her step of excitement.

As soon as you could hear her feet going down the stairs, you crossed the room to your vanity, and sat down on the stool.  You avoided your reflection in the mirror.  Lydia had given you a makeover twenty minutes ago and it felt so fake and  alien to you.  You opened the little drawer, revealing a red velvet box that held your grandmother’s wedding ring, a slowly drying up purple flower once given to you by your girlfriend, and a smooth black ninja star.  You pulled out the last object, holding it in your hand, running your fingers over it gently.

“Okay so I think electric blue..” You quickly put the tail back in the drawer and closed it, spinning around just as Lydia came in the room.  “What do you think?” She held up the blue bottle of polish.

“That was always Kye’s color” You said softly, and Lydia gave you a smile.

“Wanna use it? For old time’s sake?”

Two hours later, it was nearing midnight, and you were standing out on the porch.  Your arms were wrapped around yourself, and you were staring out at the streets.  Though sometimes your eyes would stray up towards the stars.  You used to sit here late at night, on the porch swing, Kira across your lap.  You come out here now, by yourself, just watching the night fall over your neighborhood.

“y/n, hey what’re you doing out here?”

“I-I miss her Lyd” Your voice cracked, and the strawberry blonde rushed out to you.  “I miss her s-so much I wa-want her back I want her back” You begged, sinking down onto your knees.

“Hey, hey sweetie come here” Lydia kneeled in front of you, rubbing your shoulders.  “You’ll be fine, you will be.  It just takes time” She murmured, and pulled you in for a hug.

“But i can’t, I’m trying I am but I just… can’t”

“It’s alright, it’s alright take it slow”

I sweat it out, I'm not okay, I'm shaking on the floor

I lay awake and I count the days and I wait beside the door

Four months after your breakdown on the porch.  It’s been seven months since you last saw Kira.  Two hundred and thirteen days since you kissed her.  Thirty one weeks since you saw her smile.

You were in the McCall living room, a red plastic cup in your hand while everyone around you partied.  How Scott let Liam throw a party here, you weren’t sure.  Why you let Malia and Hayden force you to come? You weren’t sure of that either.  Even if the Ghost Riders did show up here, you wouldn’t be able to do anything.  You were just a human.  You were useless.

You were all useless.  How ironic is it that your ‘supernatural issue’ deals with thunder and lightning, and the one person who would be able to handle the situation, with just a swing of her nunchuck, is gone.  

You bitterly threw back the rest of your beer, and made your way to the kitchen for another cup.  Halfway there, the beat dropped, and sophomores and juniors, maybe even freshmen, were running all around you, trying to get past you to the living room, desperate for some dirty dancing.  You just rolled your eyes, pushing past them in order to get your liquid pain killer.

“y/n heyyyyy” Mason was pouring cup after cup of beer.

“Hey” You said, and looked around the otherwise empty kitchen.  “I uh, I think your boyfriend wants a dance, I’ll take over your little bartender job if you want” You said.  It was probably the most amount of words you’ve spoken in a row this month.

“Thanks! You’re the best” Mason high fived you and ran out to the living room in search of Corey.  You went right to work, drinking three cups in two minutes.  Come on Mason, this one’s only half full, you whined internally.  Then grabbed another cup.

Eventually, the twenty that were on the counter, turned to five.  Which all ended with a scatter of plastic cup and drops of alcohol on the counter from where you were swaying around to much to keep the cup upright.

You were a gigging, sobbing mess on the kitchen floor.  Bawling your eyes out while laughing your ass off.  You were sweating, like crazy actually.  Stuck in this drunken panic attack.  You were seeing hues of pinks and purples in front of you, too drunk to even care about yourself or your surroundings.  You couldn’t hear the screaming kids, the gunshots.  You didn’t see the lightning, or realize leaves were blowing all over the place.  No you were too busy in your own little world trying to drink away your problems.

The only thing to catch your attention was Scott roaring your name, causing you to snap up and stare at him with wide and confused eyes.  You registered Malia was in the background, yelling at Liam for doing something so stupid.  Scott didn’t say anything, just rubbed his hands up and down your arms.

“I’m not okay” You said, words shaking as much as your body.

For love, I only you next to me

Sweet love, how long before you hurt for me?

Hurt for me, do you hurt for me?

“y/n sweetheart…” Malia put a hesitant hand on your shoulder.  Your head snapped from your locker to her.  Malia's eyes were scanning over the inner part of the metal door.  Pictures taped all over it.  Of the pack, many of the missing kitsune, some of Stiles and Lydia being cute and cuddly.

“What Malia” Your voice was low.  Not threatening, but miserable.  As tough if you loved out of the way then you could move on with life.  Which seemed impossible.

“I just… I was wondering..”

“I'm probably busy if you're inviting me somewhere” You said bluntly, turning back to your locker and taking out a folder.

“Actually I was gonna ask how you're doing” The question took you by surprise, but you still looked at her blankly.

“You can smell.  You don’t have to bother asking” You mumbled, closing your locker.

“Okay fair, and you smell awful by the way” Malia crinkled up her nose.  “But Scott said communication is important in all relationships, and you never talk to me anymore.  We used to  be best friends y/n… but I get the feeling we aren’t anymore”

“If that’s what you want” You breathed, no longer caring at all.

“y/n I know I’m not ideal for… comfort, but I want to help” You nodded.

“That’s all everyone wants” You grumbled.  Malia sighed softly, and followed next to you as you walked through the halls, towards the doors.

“But I mean it- you’re important to me y/n/n”

“Please don’t call me that” You whispered.

“Cause the name is reserved for Kira?” You glared over at her at the iciness in her tone.  “Say it”

“Let me go home Mal” You uttered out, pushing violently out the exit doors.

“No not until you admit it!”

“Malia.  Stop.  Now” You all but growl out.

“y/n you’re being ridiculous.  It’s time to move on.  Senior year is almost over.  DO you really want to take this with you to college?”

“Stop it-”

“Admit it! Admit what happened!”

“Kira’s gone! Okay!? And She’s probably never coming back and I’m never going to see her again, and I’m hurting.  Is that what you wanted!?” You screamed, spinning on your heel to be staring at her with hard but cracked eyes.  “I’m fucking hurting” You whimpered, then turned back, walking to your car.  Malia opened her mouth the call after you, but clamped it back shut.

She could smell it all, your agony, your depression, they were strong and it mhurt her to catch the slightest whiff.

Blackout the night before inside of my mouth

Too much it's what I like to do now

My mind explodes and I can't make it out

I'm falling down

You collapsed onto the couch, sick and tired of trying not to cry anymore.  You let the tears fall shamefully.  You sobbed brokenly, an ugly cry echoing through your empty house.  You shivered, but didn’t have the energy to go look for a blanket.  You were far too deep in this ocean of mourning to even actually care how cold you were.

You tasted the metallic flavor of blood on your tongue, but only because your mouth was so dry, and your salty tears were slipping inside the corners of your lips.

You hated this.  You hated everything.  You hated your friends, your family, yourself.  You hated school you hated breathing every second even though you don’t deserve it.  You hated the way you’ve been acting, but you hated pretending everything was okay even more, because it was far from it.

The only thing you didn’t hate, was trapped in a desert, and you’d likely never see her again.

I see your face in blurry shades and I reach out for your hand

All your ways I can't explain but I want to understand

“Baby… hey y/n babe wake up” Your eyes shot open, and you sprung up from the couch, staring at the petite girl sitting on the cushion by your feet.

“Kye-” You surged closer to her.

“Don’t get too excited” SHe said, resting her hands on the front of your shoulders.  “I’m not real, this isn’t real”

“Wha-”

“You’re dreaming, y/n, just know that you’re dreaming” You nodded, and cupped her cheeks, kissing her quickly.  It felt real enough, still soft, warm, and she still tasted like blueberries.  Something you’d always found so unique about her.

“God I missed you” You said softly, lips brushing against hers.  “Are you ever going to come back?”

“As a being of your subconscious, I’m bound to say yes” She gave you a sweet smile, that you knew had to be genuine, her eyes lit up and her teeth were a row of pearly white.

“I love you, I still love you Kye… I’m always gonna love you” You breathed out as quickly as you could.  The girl chuckled, fingers playing softly with your hair.

“I-”

“Don’t say anything, cause it’s all just a dream and when I wake up I’ll know that whatever you say isn’t real” She nodded in agreement, and you felt saddened for a slight moment.  But tried to focus on the fact that she was actually here, in a way.  “Let’s lay down” You suggested.

“Cuddle me” She agreed, laying on top of you, with you on your back to the couch.

“When I wake up will I forget this?” You murmured, wrapping your arms around her.

“You may” She whispered back.  “It’s all up to you baby”

“Can I have your hand?” You asked hesitantly, and she slid her fingers in between the slots of yours.

“y/n I love you to-”

You sprung up on the couch, panting and sweating through your shirt.

My love, I only want you next to me

Sweet love, how long before you hurt for me?

Hurt for me, do you hurt for me?

A full year.  It had been a full year since the day Kira left with the skinwalkers.  You were at UCLA, not too far from Beacon Hills, but enough that you could have your own apartment, and really move on with your life.

And you had, you majored in (enter your interest here) and minored in both (two more interests).  You even got a small job at a local cafe as a part time barista, which you actually enjoyed more than you thought.  With the money you made, you bought yourself a turtle.  A turtle! You named her Shelley.  Even though it was a boy.

You’d just gotten back to your apartment, after a long day of early shifts, classes all day long, and then a quick run around the campus.  You were still panting slightly as you unlocked the door, and made your way inside.  You tossed your lanyard of keys off to the side, and you think they landed on the couch, but you weren’t exactly sure.  You yawned while walking over to the kitchen, and pulling down a glass.

Just then your phone rang.

“Stiles! You answered cheerfully, and he laughed into the receiver.

“The one and only! How ya doin’ in LA bigshot?” You filled your glass with water.

“Pretty good actually.  Very busy.  You? Lydia visit yet?”

“Yeah she’s here now” Stiles laughed, and you did too, a genuine smile gracing your lips.  You were so happy that they finally found each other.  Also that you no longer had to see them make out in the hall every five minutes.  But still happy for their own happiness.  They deserved that much.

“So what’s the call for?” You asked, taking a long drink of your water.  “I mean not that I don’t love the sound of your angelic voice, but it’s definitely random”

“Yeah I have a special surprise for you”

“If it’s anoter signed photograph, just keep it-”

“No no no” Stiles cut you off.  “A better surprise, one that’ll make ya wanna be my best friend forever-”

There were five soft knocks on your door.  Quite, but audible.  

“Hold on Sti, someone’s here” You held your phone to your chest as you took one more drink and walked to the door.  You opened it, smiling automatically to whoever your visitor was.  But it instantly fell, your lips making an ‘oh’ in surprise.  “St-Stiles I’ll call you back” You said, before declining the call and dropping your phone onto the table.

“Hey baby” Kira greeted softly and sweetly.

My love, I only want you next me

[doyelikehaggis]

Twelve Days of Rarepairs: Stira | Stiles Stilinski x Kira Yukimura (Teen Wolf)

Requested by @childofsquidward

"Ok-ay," Stiles says, returning to the living room, trying not to spill the two overflowing mugs of hot chocolate. "One hot chocolate refill for the lady. Free of charge, of course."

Kira grins and takes one of the mugs from him. "Thank you. Sitting through this marathon without hot chocolate would have been a nightmare."

Stiles hums his agreement. He flops back down beside her on the cushion pile they formed. Once he's settled, Kira pulls part of the blanket back over him. 

"Ready?" she then asks, finger hovering over the control.

"Absolutely," Stiles says, waving at the screen, and she presses play. "If we plan on finishing this whole marathon before midnight—which we have to, it's essential—"

"Because Lydia will kill us if we stay up until four AM on Christmas morning, sleep in, and then we're late to meet up with everyone?" Kira fills in for him, hiding a teasing smile behind her cup. 

"Yes, exactly that," Stiles says. "So, to avoid such undesirable scenarios, we can't take any more breaks. We have everything we need."

"Including Captain America."

Stiles rolls his eyes and gives a disapproving shake of his head. "We are not having this conversation again!"

Kira puts a hand up. "You know where I stand."

"On the wrong side, against our lord and saviour, Thor. Next you'll be telling me you're team Liam."

He gives her a sideways, suspicious look, gauging her for a reaction. But Kira makes a face and gives a firm shake of her head.

"Definitely not," she says. "Thor may not be my favourite Avenger, but it's always Team Chris."

Stiles nods slowly, the suspicion not leaving his face. But he accepts the answer and takes a drink of his hot chocolate, focusing back on the movie—Infinity War, the third to last one on their list. 

Kira glances at him from the corner of her eye with a fond smile. She enjoys this. Their movie nights. It started with Kira saying she had the new Spider-Man movie on DVD already, because she likes to have a physical collection of them, and Stiles was so disappointed that he hadn't seen it yet, she just invited him over. From there, they just kept finding things to watch every week. 

Just being in his company gives her a weird happiness. She can't really explain it. But she does know that when he looks at her and realizes she's watching him, and he gives her that mischievous, cheeky little smile, her heart speeds up and she feels like she's swallowed a whole acrobatic performance. And yet it's nice. 

Trying to cover for herself, Kira looks back at the screen, takes a drink. Then tilts her head towards him with a grin and quietly says, "But I do think that Kylo Ren wasn't that bad."

"WHAT?" Stiles turns back to her immediately, in utter disbelief. "Are you—"

When he sees her expression, wide and teasing eyes, biting her lip behind her mug, he catches on. He nods, the corners of his mouth curving.

"Oh, okay. Sure. You're playing me," he says. "I see how it is. But I know how to play, too. And I have to say, The Flash? Not as good as Quicksilver."

Kira mock gasps, playing along. She straightens, trying to keep her own composure as Stiles struggles not to break.

"Yeah, well, Tony Stark is a Bruce Wayne wannabe. They all have their flaws."

"I can't argue with that, you're absolutely right. Batman is superior," Stiles says, shrugging. 

"And The Atom versus Ant-Man?" Kira asks.

Stiles groans. "Oh, do not even get me started, that is just like the Hulk vs The Thing debate!"

"I know, right?! I don't even get how there's a competition!"

At the same time as she says, "The Hulk and Atom!" Stiles says, "The Thing and Ant-Man!"

They stare at each other. Then they're laughing. Kira's heart flutters happily. She was right when she told Stiles that she doesn't mind spending Christmas Eve watching movies with him. This is more fun than she can imagine having doing anything else. 

Stiles nods. "All right, Hulk and Atom do have some good qualities, I can see that."

"And… the Thing and Ant-Man are pretty cool," Kira agrees. "Ant-Man especially, he's such a dork, and so sweet."

"Kinda like the Atom," Stiles points out. 

"Guess they're not totally different," Kira says, softly, and even she can't explain why. 

But it makes Stiles hold her gaze. His lips part a little, as if he wants to say something. He doesn't. Just smiles, and nudges her shoulder gently, and they focus back on the movie. If Kira stays leaned into his side, and Stiles moves an arm to give her more room, neither of them comment on it. 

[teenwolffanpage95]

[mega-r-a-s-c-a-l-things-blog]

IMAGINE: Dying right in front o the pack trying to save one of them...

(Including Allison and Isaac because I love them and they are still part of the pack no matter what)

[ruined-rp]

EVENT 002 // YOU REAP WHAT YOU SOW

She has known destruction and chaos, has lived through war and famine, has lived at the mercy of those who inhabit her and still- she has survived… but now, New Orleans is a town on the precipice of shattering. The Nemeton’s power has grown more unstable with each passing day and Davina Claire, the witch who bore the power of her fallen sisters, equally so. Her death was the only way to complete the ritual and appease the Ancestors, the powers that be who rule the land from afar.

Feeling a shift in the city, Marcel Gerard rushed to the church in search of his witch- only to find the attic empty and Davina, missing. He called Derek Hale, recruiting him in his search. Before long, the witch’s body was found, draped and bloodied across the Nemeton. The boys knew why she was there- what she had done… though not how she had gotten there. It requires an elder of extreme power to perform a ritual like that, all of which were long since slaughtered. It was Derek’s suggestion to seek out Jennifer Blake, the only one who could provide them with the answers they needed. Marcel carried her lifeless form to the Druid’s apartment, desperately hoping for any way to bring her back to him…

Bonnie Bennett was working a shift at Ida Mae’s when the change hit. A ripple of power tearing through the city, bringing the Bennett Witch to her knees. Kira Yukimura happened to be in the shop, hanging out with her newest friend when the witch fell. Rushing to her side, she stayed with her until the wave passed. Confused and isolated, the pair knuckle down on what the hell is going on, trying to get some answers out of the resources available in the shop. 

Cora Hale and Braeden Aldaine were having lunch at the time, Cafe Du Monde wasn’t their standard go-to but Braeden loved the architecture and Cora loved the company so it was a win-win situation. Stiles Stilinski happened to be walking past when he spotted the women, plonking unceremoniously into a spare chair at their table when Cora’s phone sounded off, a text message from her brother carrying the news.

Unfailingly buried up to his ears in work, Alaric Saltzman was in the middle of digging to the surface of his desk when Elena Gilbert sought him out, looking for advice on their current state of affairs. What should have been a pleasant exchange was darkened by the buzzing of both their phones. Texts and calls carrying the news. 

Kol Mikaelson was the unwanted visitor that no one seemed to be able to shake, especially not Hayley Labonair. She had found the vampire exploring the Bayou at the time of Davina’s death, though the news had not yet reached her. The alpha wolf hadn’t checked her phone whilst in conversation with the vampire, needing to learn more about the Original, his plans for her beloved town and why he was here. It’s not until the end that she feels the buzz, cutting their union short and leaving her in search of Derek.

A Missive From The Main

You are invited to post starters - located wherever your character may be. All threads must relate back to your prompt above. Characters are welcome to post threads beyond that of their tagged scenario so long as the priority the scene above. The Event will last for a week. Beginning Friday the 4th of October AEST and ending Friday the 11th AEST. All starters and posts around the event are to be tagged with #RuinedStarter, #RuinedEvent & #RuinedLambToTheSlaughter

[fandom-collective-writers]

Masterlist

Birthday Fics (Members)

October Birthday Fics - 2018

Weekly Prompts

October 13th

October 20th

Secret Santa Fics 2018

Monthly Prompts

November 2018

Peiskos (Harr Silver)

December 2018

First Snow (Byron Wagner + Birthday Fic)

Birthday Fics (Suitors)

Ikemen Revolution

Lancelot Kingsley (January 11)

Enchanted

Harr Silver (December 12)

And So It Began

Samurai Love Ballad: Party

Shingen Takeda (December 1)

Untitled

Requests

>IKEMEN SENGOKU<

Nobunaga Oda 1. Angst + Sengoku setting

The Cost of War

His Favorite “Toy”

2. Angst (Protecting MC backfires) - Breathe Deep (TW: Character Death) 3. Jealous!MC - Midnight Confession 4. Smut Prompt List #4 - Tangled Limbs (NSFW) 5. Angst Prompt List #75 - The Ashes of Us 6. Fluff + Smut Prompt

Endgame (NSFW)

What He’d Never Lose (NSFW)

Mitsuhide Akechi 1. 50 Types of Kisses Prompt - Knightly Etiquette 2. Fluff Confession - Outsmarting the Kitsune 3. Dom!Mitsuhide - All Tied Up  (NSFW) 4. Smut Prompt List #40 and #46

Library Mischief (NSFW)

Into the Fox’s Den (NSFW)

5. NSFW Headcanon - A, D, J, K, M, O, P, S, X, Y

Masamune Date 1. Fallen Out of Love - Five 2. Fluff/Angst Prompt List #56

Captive (TW: Angst, Suicidal Thoughts, Character Death)

Rainy Day, Soft Tears

3. Word Prompt List (Apricity)

Sunshine and Goldfish

Warmth

The Warmth of Winter

4. Drabble Prompt List

Adventure and Terror

The Dragon’s Woman

The Bad Boy

what it means to be brave

5. Smut Prompt #42

The Dragoness Unleashed

Moan for me

Mitsunari Ishida 1. Fallen Out of Love - An Oblivious Genius

Ieyasu Tokugawa 1. 50 Types of Kisses Prompt - Fracture In The Veil 2. Fluff + Angst - For Her 3. Angst - To Never Love Again (TW: Character Death) 4. Slave Trader - Foreign 5. Angst/Fluff Prompt List #99

Her

Untitled

6. Angst.Fluff Prompt List #25 - The Sound of Loving (TW: Violence, Blood, Fighting, Injury)

7. Smut Prompt #58 - Better than Curry (NSFW)

Kenshin Uesugi 1.Angst + Fluff - Shutting the Princess Out 2. Hurt + Comfort Nightmare - Your Shield

Shingen Takeda 1. Secret Training Fluff + Smut - To Punish a Princess  (NSFW) 2. SFW Headcanon - B, V, Y

Sasuke Sarutobi 1. Smut Prompt List #6 - Hold On (NSFW)

Kennyo 1. Smut Prompt List #50 - Distraction (NSFW)

Group

Azuchi Warlords with a Child: - Oda Forces vs A Small Child

Other Pairings Hideyoshi/Mitsuhide 1. Smut Prompt List #23 - A Cup Full of Sake (NSFW)

Masamune/Mitsunari 1. Smut Prompt #39 - A Touch of Cinnamon (NSFW)

Nobunaga/Hideyoshi 1. Kisses Prompt - Safe in Your Arms

>IKEMEN REVOLUTION<

Ray Blackwell 1. Lapdance

HC: Untitled

Fic: More Fun

2. Drunk Confession - Is That A Confession? (NSFW)

Sirius Oswald 1. Fluff + Playing with baby

Gentle Smiles and Lullabies

Play Time

2. Smut Prompt List #15

Dirty Little Secret (NSFW)

3. Fluff/Angst Prompt

I will always protect you

Hunger Pains

4. Drabble Prompt List #40 - Letters 5. Slow Dance Prompt

Fleeting moments

Shall We Dance?

Let’s Dance

6. Smut Prompt #41 - Help Me Forget (NSFW) 7. Fluff Prompt

The Perfect Gift

Iris

Fenrir Godspeed 1. Angst + Fluff (MC is Hurt) - Just Keep Living (TW: Blood, Bruise, Injury Mentions) 2. Angst/Fluff Prompt List #94 - Initiate 3. Angst/Fluff Prompt List #82

Breathe (TW: Mention of Death, Mental Torture, Amnesia)

Breathe Alright

4. Fluff/Angst Prompt - Distance

Seth Hyde 1. Getting Jiggy with Seth (OW; NSFW) 2. Angst/Fluff Prompt List #33

Later

Bullet Holes at a Dance

Lancelot Kingsley 1. 50 Types of Kisses Prompt - A Kiss So Desperate 2. Wedding Day + Consummation - A Night to Remember (NSFW) 3. Smut Prompt #14 - Don’t let go (NSFW)

Jonah Clemence 1. Fluff (catching MC dancing) - Peek-A-Boo

Edgar Bright 1. 50 Types of Kisses Prompt

The Meaning behind Each Kiss

Light of My Life

2. Angst in Magic Tower - Tarnished Glove 3. Smut Prompt: Drunk on You (NSFW)

Kyle Ash 1. 50 Types of Kisses Prompt

Best Medicine

Wordlessly

Untitled

2. Fluff/Angst Prompt List #1

She’s not yours

Bad Medicine (TW: Angst, Depression)

3. Angst Prompt List - Rancour

Zero 1. Married prompt - First (NSFW)

Oliver Knight 1. SFW Headcanon - A, E, H, K, O, P, S, W

Harr Silver 1. Wedding Day + Consummation (NSFW)

My One And Only

Untitled

2. Smut Prompt List #9

Starved For Your Touch (NSFW, TW: Choking)

Ether (TW: Vampire Bite, Blood)

Amon Jabberwock 1. Angst/Fluff Prompt List #17 - Can I Stay? (TW: Light mention of abuse) 2. Smut - Mine and Yours (NSFW) 3. Angst Prompt - Mad King

Group

Cuddles and Sex Headcanon  (NSFW)

Argument Headcanon

Lance/Sirius/Harr/MC Birthday - Birthday Celebration

Period Headcanon

Lance/Sirius/Harr/MC Competition - A Competition for Your Hand

Angst/Fluff Prompt List #94 (Kyle/Fenrir/Mousse/MC) - Medical Meltdown (TW: Angst, Character Death, Blood) 

Smut Prompt List #49 (Dean/MC/Dalim) - A Twin Affair (NSFW)

Sirius/MC/Seth - Daffodil

Mousse/MC/Kyle Smut Prompt #8 - Three’s a Set (NSFW)

Ray/MC/Lancelot Smut Prompt #26 - A goodnight story (NSFW)

Other Pairings Ray/Fenrir 1. 50 Types of Kisses Prompt - Untitled 2.  Thursday (NSFW)

Jonah/Mousse 1. Smut Prompt List #31 - Take it Off (NSFW)

>MYSTIC MESSENGER<

Jumin Han 1. Prompt List - What Am I Without You (TW: Major character death, Depression, Denial)

Zen 1. Angst in Apartment Scenario - Close Call 2. SFW Headcanon - M

Vanderwood 1. Prompt List - Good to be Home

>THE ARCANA<

Asra 1. Jealous Female SO - Untitled  (NSFW) 2. Angst/Fluff Prompt List #86 - Don’t be scared, I’m right here

>MIDNIGHT CINDERELLA<

Alyn Crawford 1. Fluff + Angst - Nemesism

Sid (Lloyd Grandier) 1. Smut Prompt List #22

Get on your knees (NSFW)

Hey Jealousy (NSFW)

Nico Meier 1.  Of the Dark 2. You’ll always be safe with me - 1 & 2

Rayvis Harneit 1. Drowning in You (NSFW)

>SAMURAI LOVE BALLAD PARTY<

Hanzo Hattori 1. Lost A Bet - We bet and you lost

Group

Smut Prompt List #8 (Saizo/MC/Yukimura) - Three way confession (NSFW)

Other Pairings Saizo/Yukimura 1. Smut Prompt List #31 - You heard me. Take. It. Off. (NSFW) 2. Prompt - Drunken Nonsense

>SEVERAL SHADES OF SADISM<

Minami Kira 1. Fluff/Angst Prompt List #53 - Lost and Found

Mei Tarantino 1. Fluff Request - Grand Piano

>MR. LOVE: QUEEN’S CHOICE<

Lucien 1. Smut Prompt List #20 - A Steamy Bubble Bath

Gavin 1. NSFW Headcanon - B, C, E, K, Y (NSFW) 2.  Surrender (NSFW)

Victor 1. Word Prompt List (Irusu)

Not Tonight

Irusu

2. 50 Types of Kisses - Refuge from the Rain

>KISSED BY THE BADDEST BIDDER<

Ota Kisaki 1. Smut Prompt #40 - Be My Muse (NSFW)

Soryu Oh 1. Angst/Fluff Prompt #1 and 3 - Till Death do us Part

>IKEMEN VAMPIRE<

Napoleon Bonaparte 1. Smut Prompt

Let Me Hear (NSFW)

The Perfect Shot (NSFW)

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart 1. Fluff Prompt - Music when you can’t sleep

Arthur Conan Doyle 1. Fluff/Angst Prompt

Haven

Together

2. Smut Prompt - Bound (NSFW)

Vincent van Gogh 1. Fluff Prompt - Velvet 

Theodorus van Gogh 1. Fluff/Angst Prompt - Confess to Me

William Shakespeare 1. Fluff Prompt - My World

Comte de Saint-Germain 1. Distracting work with kisses - Kissing Instead of Working 2. Smut Prompt - Something Sweet (NSFW) 3. Smut Prompt - Letters to You (NSFW)

Vlad 1. Fluff Prompt - Snip

[ao3feed-sterek]

Stiles Goes to Google- What Could Go Wrong? Oh Right, Everything!

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2HId0aS

by Slytherpuff_Ravendor

After the whole Nogitsune scenario and then the Ghost riders and everything else that just loves to attack Stiles, Lydia forces him to apply for the Google internship and with some push from his Dad, he surrendered. Then again, who could really resist Lydia when she wants something.

The only issue is that Lydia is mad at him for a prank he pulled on her, (he had everyone pretend he didn't exist like with the ghost riders, and it was a whole thing and Lydia was PISSED), so guess who gets to live under the assumed name Stuart Twombly, and while Scott thinks that's a step up from Stiles Stilinski, Stiles doesn't.

Once Stiles gets to the actual internship, Lydia punishes him further by replacing his usual wardrobe and stealing his contacts. Great. Then his life gets even better when his roommate isn't exactly a stranger. Of course, it had to be Derek-Motherfucking-Hale, the dickhead who abandoned them, and who Stiles may or may not still had a residual crush on.

As if this wasn't punishment enough, guess what god-like chiseled body ended up on his team. Yep, Stiles officially hates life.

Words: 2648, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV), The Internship (2013)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Kira Yukimura, Malia Tate, Lydia Martin, Vernon Boyd, Erica Reyes, Jackson Whittemore, Isaac Lahey, Sheriff Stilinski, Melissa McCall, Neha Patel, Billy McMahon, Nick Campbell (The Internship), Yo-Yo Santos, Graham Hawtrey, Mr. Chetty (The Internship), Greenberg (Teen Wolf), Liam Dunbar, probably some other people who won't have speaking roles, Stuart Twombly

Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Additional Tags: Stiles Stilinski is Stuart Twombly, Isaac Lahey & Stiles Stilinski Friendship, Slow Build Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Stiles Stilinski is a Little Shit, Stiles Stilinski Is Bad at Feelings, Scott McCall & Stiles Stilinski Friendship, BAMF Stiles, Emissary Stiles Stilinski, Post-Nogitsune Stiles Stilinski, Stiles Stilinski Has PTSD - Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, Lydia Martin & Stiles Stilinski Friendship, Stiles Stilinski Speaks Polish, Stiles Stilinski is Not Amused, Stiles Stilinski is Not a Virgin, Alpha Derek Hale, Derek Hale is Bad at Feelings, Derek Hale Deserves Nice Things, derek is smart, Stiles is smart, Derek Hale is Not a Failwolf, season 6 part two never happened, stiles curses a lot, Never Have I Ever, cause why the fuck not, the google stuff doesn't start until chapter 2, chapter one is just the pack having some fun, the pack thinks stiles is a virgin, Idiots, Brief mentions of knotting, Jackson is a Little Shit, I might add more tags later on

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2HId0aS

[writingandimagines]

Requests are open!!!!

Currently available to request:

Harry Potter: Characters include - Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Bill Weasley Charlie Weasley, Percy Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, Neville Longbottom, Seamus Finnigan, Luna Lovegood, Oliver Wood, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, James Potter, Lilly Evans, James Sirius Potter, Albus Severus Potter, Lilly Luna Potter, Rose Granger-Weasley, Hugo Granger-Weasley, Teddy Lupin, Victoire Weasley, Dominique Weasley, Louis Wealsey, Molly Weasley II, Lucy Weasley, Roxanne Weasley, Fred Weasley II, Lorcan Scamander, Lysander Scamander, Frank Longbottom II, Alice Longbottom II, Scorpius Malfoy

Maze Runner: Newt, Thomas, Gally, Minho, Teresa

Percy Jackson: Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase, Luke Castellan, Grover Underwood

Heroes of Olympus: Leo Valdez, Jason Grace, Thalia Grace, Nico Di Angelo, Frank Zhang, Hazel Levesque

Divergent: Beatrice “Tris” Prior, Caleb Prior, Eric, Peter Hayes, Tobias ‘Four’ Eaton, Will, Christina

 Jurassic World: Owen Grady, Zach Mitchell, Gray Mitchell, Claire Dearing

Fantastic Beasts: Newt Scamander, Tina Goldstein, Queenie, Jacob Kowalski, Credence Barebone

Teen Wolf: Derek Hale, Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski, Isaac Lahey, Allison Argent, Lydia Martin, Aiden Steiner, Ethan Steiner, Malia Tate, Kira Yukimura, Liam Dunbar, Theo Raeken, Jordan Parrish, Chris Argent,

The Vampire Diaries: Damon Salvatore, Elena Gilbert, Stefan Salvatore, Niklaus Mickaelson, Caroline Forbes, Katherine Pierce, Bonnie Bennett, Alaric Saltzman, Elijah Maikaelson, Jeremy Gilbert, Kai Parker, Tyler Lockwood, Rebekah Mikaelson, Matt Donovan, Hayley Marshall, 

The Originals: Klaus Mikaelson, Elijah Mikaelson, Rebekah Mikaelson, Kol Mikaelson 

Detroit Become Human: Connor (RK800), Markus (RK200), Kara (AX400), Luther (TR400), Daniel (PL600), Simon (PL600), North (WR400), Ralph (WR600), Alice (YK500), Elijah Kamski, Gavin Reed, Hank Anderson 

Mystic Messenger: V, Unknown, 707, Yoosung, Jaehee Kang, ZEN, Jumin Han, 

Narnia: Peter Pevensie, Edmund Pevensie, Susan Pevensie, Lucy Pevensie, Prince Caspian

Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children: Jacob Portman, Emma Bloom, Enoch O’Connor, Bronwyn Bruntley, Millard Nullings, Olive Elephanta, Claire Densmore, Fiona Frauenfeld, Victor Buntley, Hugh Apiston, Horace Somnusson, 

The Flash (Season 1-2): Barry Allen, Cisco Ramon, Iris West, Dr. Caitlin Snow, Eddie Thawne 

Shadowhunters/The Mortal Instruments (1-2): Clary Fray, Jace Wayland, Alec Lightwood, Isabelle Lightwood, Simon Lewis, Magnus Bane, Raphael Santiago

Legends of Tomorrow (Season 1): Rip Hunter, Ray Palmer, Martin Stein, Jefferson “Jax” Jackson, Sara Lance, Kendra Saunders, Carter Hall, Mick Rory, Leonard Snart 

Once upon a Time: Emma Swan, Mary-Margaret Blanchard/Snow White, David Nolan/Prince Charming, Regina Mills/Evil Queen, August Booth/Pinocchio, Henry Mills, Ruby/Red Riding Hood, Jefferson/Mad Hatter, Killian Jones/Captain Hook, Peter Pan 

13 Reasons Why: Clay Jenson, Hannah Baker, Justin Foley, Tyler Down, Zach Dempsey, Montgomery De La Cruz, Jessica Davis, Sherri Holland, Tony Padilla, Ryan Shaver, Scott Reed

What a character that isn't listed? 

At the moment there are a few fandoms that I am behind on, but I am in the process of watching them in order to catch up. Updates will be posted when I feel I am able to write for more characters. If you want a character that is not on the list currently please feel free to ask about them, I may just have missed them.

What can i request?

One shot: This a stand alone story using between 1000-4000 words (the more detail you can give me the more I’ll be able to write!)

Imagines: An imagine is a short story, around 100-400 words. They include a picture with gifs of the requested character or anything of relevance.

Headcanons: Headcanons are my interpretation of what the character would be like in a certain scenario. These are bullet pointed and will have around 10-25 points depending on request.

Preferences: Preferences are similar to headcanons but more detailed and includes at least 2 or more other characters who will also share the same scenario.

Drabbles: A Drabble is based on a prompt. You chose up to 3-4 prompts from a list along with a character and I’ll write about it using the prompts you give.

How do i request?

Just send it to the ask box, whatever the request may be.

How long will my request take?

Some requests may take longer than others, especially since I’m at college for most of the week. This means that the longer requests may take up to a week to complete, while shorter requests should be around 1-3 days.

A/N: Please note that  I prefer not to do anything personalised as I prefer to make my writing available to everyone.

Remember the more detail you can give me the better and feel free to ask any questions if you are unsure of anything :) - 🌸

06/02/19

[originfire]

Sharing Warmth

for @justsomewritingprompts writing challenge

Using: Scenario: Holiday Shopping, Quote: “It's fucking freezing” and Items: Scarves

Pairing: Stiles Stilinski/Kira Yukimura

“It's fucking freezing,” Stiles said loudly. Mothers' and fathers' turned around to glare at him while their kids asked what 'fucking' meant. Beside him Kira let out a small huff of amusement.

Kira and Stiles were doing their holiday shopping for the pack, both already had presents for their families (and each other), but the pack was turning out to be a challenge to shop for. They both already had several shopping bags in the hand not used to hold the others'.

And yes, they were that type of couple that only got you one cheap present together, not because they couldn't afford it. Oh no, they totally could. Alas, they were saving for an upcoming statue that would only be available for a short time. The pack could cry all they wanted about Derek's bad coffee, they needed that statue and they were going to get it.

This meant that they needed to shop for the most useful and/or meaningful things they could find for each one.

However, while they didn't wait until the last possible minute to buy presents like certain others that won't be named here for their safety, the streets where most of the shops where located were unusually full for this time of the year. Normally, this only happened a week later which was the only reason they even decided to do it then.

The inside of the shops wasn't much better, as they were packed so full that you constantly had someone breathing down your neck. The whole thing was triggering Stiles social anxiety in the worst ways.

And on top of all that, it was the coldest December Beacon Hills had in 10 years. They had a constant layer snow everywhere that nothing could get rid of for more than 3 hours. His dad was constantly complaining about having to wake up an hour earlier just to get the cruiser ready.

In short: There were too many people, they didn't even have presents for half of the pack yet and on top of that it was fucking freezing.

So really, Stiles outburst was only a matter of time.

Kira lead Stiles to a rare free spot along the wall of a shop. “I have just the thing,” she said before going through the bags she carried one by one. Finally, she pulled out an over-sized scarf from one of the bags. Stiles really didn't understand the trend of scarves being so big that one could only barely see the person underneath. 

Normally, Kira and him shared the same opinion on fashion as seen by the fact that almost everything that he grew out of - and then some that still fit him - found its way into Kira's closet. But this was something she wanted so he kept his opinion to himself other than the occasional “no” when she eyed some unflattering colors or patterns.

Kira wrapped one end of the scarf around her neck and then motioned for him to lean down so she could wrap the other end around his'. She made a couple of adjustments here and there, but in the end both were wrapped up comfortably, with enough loose fabric between them so that they could move around reasonably well and still had more than a foot of unused fabric at each end.

The wool was soft and warmed quickly. The fact that it was in a gray, black and red plaid pattern helped him accept it as a new part of his outfit. Stiles pulled it up a bit more so he could sink into it more.

“Better?” Kira asked with a smile. Stiles returned it and gave her a quick kiss. “Better.” They linked their hands again and continued their trip until Stiles had a realization.

“Did you really just buy one of those over-sized scarves so that you could share it with me?” Stiles asked teasingly. Kira's eyes widened. “Yes! No! I mean- Have you seen these things? They'd eat me alive if I tried to wear one by myself!”

“Don't worry, I'm here to save you from the evilness that is scarves. I'm an expert in the field, just ask Isaac,” Stiles said. Kira buried her face inside the scarf with a groan. Stiles laughed and kissed the top of her head before pulling her along.

[fandom-madnessess]

could you maybe do a Malia/Kira/Lydia ot3 thing where Lydia runs a flower shop Malia owns a bakery and Kira owns a tattoo shop?

Lydia Martin/Malia Tate/Kira YukimuraRating: G, Word Count: 1950Tattoo Artist Kira, Baker Malia, Florist Lydia, Fluff, Pining, POV Kira, Polyamory, Established Lydia/Malia, Malia&Stiles Friendship♥Read on AO3

Kira is used to being stared it, and most of the time sheloves it. She loves people tracing the ink on her arms with their eyes,puzzling over what the pictures are, trying to read the words. Sometimes,little kids come up to her and ask her if she’s a fairy,or they ask their parents why they aren’t allowedto draw on themselves but she is. Not all stares are admiring, but she lovesevery line of ink on her body, and no amount of raised eyebrows is going tochange that.

Every once in a while though, when she’s in a bad mood, she just wants totell those people to fuck off. And today is one of those days. She didn’t sleep well, her neighbours had avery enthusiastic and loud—so very loud—sexathon, and then Stiles, her business partner, called insick. It’s not really a problem fortoday; they don’t do walk-ins on Mondays, andMason is great at handling disgruntled clients, so rescheduling theappointments is only a minor inconvenience, but she still needs an extra artistfor this week, and she’s notsure anyone’s available.

This is why, when she walks by the new florist andcatches the woman staring, it’s notentirely Kira’s fault that she gives in toher impulses, and flips the woman off.

‘Youokay?’ Mason asks, when she walksinto the shop. He hands her a cup of coffee with a look that is a mix ofcheerful and concerned.

‘Don’t have loud sex. Ever. Respect yourneighbours,’ Kira grumbles. She takes asip of the coffee and hums, already feeling a little better. ‘You’re anangel.’

‘I know,’ Mason grins, patting her shoulder incommiseration. ‘I put the stencil for yourfirst client by your station. Stiles said it was good to go, right?’

‘Yeah,’ Kira nods.

She was supposed to have the morning free of clients soshe could go over the inventory, but Stiles’ firstclient would’ve been busy the rest of theweek, and didn’t mind Kira tattooing herinstead. Mason will have to multi task for a little while, but without walk-ins,and if they keep the sign flipped to closed, they should be fine. As Mason goesoff to do inventory with a pout on his lips, Kira quickly sets up her stationfor the first appointment. She’salmost done when there’s aknock on the door. A woman with short brown hair is standing on the other side,and Kira quickly lets her in.

‘I’m Kira,’ sheintroduces herself. They shake hands, the woman’s hand iswarm and firm in Kira’s. ‘You must be Malia. Stiles said youalready knew he’s out sick today and are finewith me doing it instead?’

Malia nods. ‘Hetexted this morning when I was at work.’

‘What doyou do?’ Kira asks as she leads Maliafurther into the shop.

‘I’m a baker. Mostly pastries and pies,but I also make bread and cookies.’

‘Wellthat explains the tattoo.’ Kira gesturesfor Malia to sit down, then pulls out the stencil Stiles prepared. It’s a heart with a loaf of bread insideit, and “loaf” written in stylized letters inside the bread. It’s not very big, no bigger than herpalm.

‘It’s a pun,’ Malia explains. ‘Loafinstead of love. Stiles drew it when we went out last week. Said he’d do it in return for free pastriesfor a month if I still wanted it when sober.’

‘He toldme,’ Kira chuckles. ‘Left out the part where you’re the one making the pastries,though. I hope you set a limit on the number of pastries, because he’ll clean you out if you don’t.’ Sheholds up the stencil. ‘Wheredo you want it?’

‘Myshoulder,’ Malia says, pushing up thesleeve of her t-shirt. ‘It’s one pastry per employee everyweekday, and they’re non-transferrable.’

Kira laughs again. ‘Smart.’

The next half hour is filled with easy small talk and thebuzzing of the machine. Kira likes Malia, she’s alittle offbeat, catching Kira by surprise with some of her remarks in a verypleasant way. When she’s doneand Malia’s shoulder is cleaned andwrapped up, she finds herself reluctant to say goodbye.

‘Do youhave any favourites?’ Maliaasks. ‘So I’ll know if I have to save you anything.’

‘Notreally, but I do have a sweet tooth,’ Kiraadmits.

Malia nods. ‘See youat lunch.’

Kira smiles as she waves goodbye. She’s already looking forward to it.

~

The next day Kira goes to work with a skip in her step.Stiles is feeling better and thinks he’ll beback tomorrow. She managed to get Hayden to fill in for him today. She’s a great artist and working with heris always fun. Mason will be a little late, but that’s okay because he’s alsobringing her hot chocolate.

The skip in her step falters when she walks past theflower shop. She feels a little guilty about yesterday. The woman probably didn’t mean anything by it and became theundeserving target of her bad mood.

All through the morning, Kira tries to think of a way toapologize. Normally, she’d get flowers,but buying flowers at another shop for a florist seems a little rude. Theperfect apology hits her when she walks into Malia’s bakery that afternoon.

‘Whatkind of baked goods say “I’m sorry”?’ she asks Malia.

‘Cookies,’ Malia says firmly. ‘An assortment of cookies if it’s really bad. Unless it’s your partner, then I’d say a personalized cake.’

‘I’m single,’ Kira says, shaking her head. Was this Malia’s way of fishing for her relationshipstatus? She hopes so. ‘And it’s not really bad. I was kind of rudeto someone yesterday, and I figured I’d saysorry.’

Malia nods, places a couple different cookies in a box, andties it off with a neat bow. ‘Thisshould do it.’

‘Thankyou,’ Kira sighs in relief. ‘And can I get one of those glazedbuns for me?’

Ten minutes later, Kira pushes open the door to theflower shop.

‘Hello?’ she calls out.

‘I’ll be right there!’

Kira waits by the counter and looks around. There is somuch colour in here it’salmost blinding, and the air is thick and heady from the mixed scents offlowers.

‘How canI help you?’

Relieved, Kira sees it’s thesame woman she flipped off.

‘I cameby to apologize for yesterday,’ Kirasays, holding out the box of cookies. ‘I’m Kira, I own the tattoo shop downthe street.’

‘Lydia,’ the woman introduces herself. Shesmiles and holds out her hand. ‘Andthis is my flower shop.’

Kira shakes Lydia’s hands,that are rough from handling flowers all day. Lydia takes the box and pulls thebow, humming when she sees the cookies.

‘Do youwant one? I could make some tea,’ Lydiaoffers.

Kira shakes her head. ‘I’d loved to.’ And she really would. Lydia is pretty and she seems nice.‘But I should get back. Lunchbreak isalmost over.’

‘I hopeI’ll see you around,’ Lydia says.

‘Me too.’

~

For over a week, Kira tries to figure out if she shouldask out Malia or Lydia. Malia is blunt, caring, and Kira’s pretty sure she offered to beat up one of herex-boyfriends. Lydia is sharp, funny, and incredibly sweet once she’s decided she likes you. Both womenare gorgeous, creative, and passionate about their jobs. It’s a terrible choice that Kira doesn’t want to make, and she’s all but decided to flip a coin,when Malia makes the choice for her.

‘Theonly other person who loves these cookies as much as you is my girlfriend,’ Malia says, handing Kira a gianthazelnut cookie.

‘Youhave a girlfriend?’ Kira asks. She quicklyrearranges her disappointed face into something that, hopefully, resemblesinnocent curiosity.

‘Lydia,from the flower shop,’ Maliasays. ‘I thought you knew?’

‘No, Ididn’t. Well, I still have somethings to do, so I should go. Bye.’

Kira quickly walks out of the bakery and back to hershop, walking on the other side of the street to avoid seeing Lydia. Back inher shop, behind her desk in the office, Kira groans and slides down in thechair. Why? Now that she thinks aboutit, Malia and Lydia do seem perfect for each other. And she’s happy for them. Really. It just… kind of sucks for her, she’s really started falling for thesewomen.

Kira eats her cookie, but barely tastes it as sherealizes what she needs to do. She needs to cut down on the time she spendswith the women. No more lunches with Lydia or taking almost an hour to pick outfresh flowers for the shop. No more jokes with Malia over bread puns. She needssome distance to get over them, and then they’ll be justfriends. It’s not really the scenario she’d hoped for, but the thought nothaving the two women in her life at all is unbearable.

Kira sticks to her plan, she keeps her visits to thebakery and the flower shop short and to the point. Any concern from Malia andLydia she waves away with excuses about being busy or working on new ideas.

She thinks it might working. The thought of seeing Maliaor Lydia still makes her smile, but it doesn’t makeher chest feel too small for her heart anymore, or her skin tingly, or her legsrestless. Now it does all of that at the same time.

This isn’tworking at all.

Kira is wallowing in self-pity, doodling at her stationas she waits for closing time. It’sFriday, and they’re always open late. Withseveral bars close by, you’d thinkthey’d be pretty busy, but theyhave a firm policy against tattooing anyone under the influence; the late hoursare mostly for anyone who doesn’t havetime for a long session during the day.

The old-fashioned bell on the door goes off, and Kirajumps in surprise. When she sees it’s Maliaand Lydia entering the shop, she almost falls of her chair.

‘Hey,’ she manages to squeak. ‘What are you guys doing here?’

‘We’ve barely seen you all week, so wethought we’d stop by,’ Lydia says. ‘And I brought flowers.’

‘Thankyou.’ Kira can’t help but blush and smile. She triesto hide it by ducking her head and admiring the bouquet. It’s beautiful, mostly made up of rosesin different colours. She traces a delicately pink petal with her fingertip. ‘It’slovely.’

‘Ibrought you cookies,’ Maliasays. ‘I’ve been trying something new, I hope you like them.’

‘I knowI will,’ Kira grins.

She puts the cookies on the front desk, then goes to theback to hunt for a vase. When she comes back and sets the neatly arrangedflowers next to the cookies, Malia and Lydia are both looking at her expectantly.

‘Iseverything okay?’ Kira asks.

‘Youwant to go on a date?’ Maliaasks.

Kira’s handsare still around the vase and she almost knocks it to the floor. Did Malia really just ask her that? Shelooks from Malia to Lydia, hoping to find some answer there.

‘We bothreally like you,’ Lydia explains. ‘We  talked about it, and we’d love to take you out on a date.’

Kira’s brainis tripping over itself as it tries to process this. ‘You’reasking me out? Both of you? Together?’ shehas to ask. She has to be sure.

‘Yes,’ Malia says.

‘I’d love that,’ Kira says, nearly knocking over the flowers again in herexcitement.

[just-jordie-things]

I Don’t Want to Be Out Anymore - Kira Yukimura

warnings: derogatory terms, swearing, cruelty towards minority groups, panic attack, a lil depressing (i always am) verbal self harm a/n: someday im gonna have a breakdown like this lmao

You didn’t like High School.  You hated high school.  It was literally the worst thing ever.  In fact, you’d rather saw of your own hand than attend any classes, and see the douche bags who just find it hilarious to mess with you.  Even as a senior, people were real jerks to you.  For the year being 2017, not everyone was about the whole LGBTQ+ thing apparently.

But you went anyways, cause everyone needs an education right? And the harder you studied, the easier it’d be for you to go to college somewhere far, far away from Beacon Hills.  And that sounded pretty damn good.

“y/n!” You ignored a whistle from one of the jocks from the basketball team, who were pretty cocky and always had a knack for getting on your nerves.  “Hey baby why don’t you walk on this side of the hall?” You just shook your head, not even offering them a glance.  “Oh right guys... she doesn’t walk straight” The boy snickered.  You put in your earbuds to drown out the sound of them high fiving each other.  Oh, how they think they’re so cool.

You reached your class without another problem, setting your books down on your desk and taking out a pen to begin the notes for the day in Chem.  The girl at the lab table with you squirmed a little, and moved her seat over.  You looked over at her, a slight hint of confusion on your features, and she gave you a nervous smile.

“Are you alright?” You asked, and she cleared her throat.

“Uh- uhm I’m fine I’m good” She choked the words out like they were poison, and your curiosity only peaked.

“Really? Cause you look like a deer in headlights” You said.

“It’s just I- well my name’s Becky” She said, and you nodded.

“I know...if you haven’t noticed, we have Chemistry together” You said, gesturing around the room.

“Well I’ve been working with my father, he’s a Priest you see, and I want to help volunteer in my Church you know?” You nodded, having no idea where this was going.  You weren’t very religious yourself, and you barely knew this giurl.  But she was giving you the summary of her life.  “And I think I can help you”

“Help..me?” You asked, pointing to yourself, and she nodded.

“I saw you in the hall today, and I thought you could use some help” You smiled a little bit, the idea of a friend making your entire heart leap for joy.  You’d never really had one.  Sure, here and there you make a joke with the person sitting next to you, but you’d never really considered them a friend.

“Really?”

“Yeah, I’d like to help you get on the right path” Becky said with a big smile.  She put a hesitant hand on yours.

“Right path?” You repeated, unsure of what she meant.

“Well if I understand it correctly, you’re bisexual, yes?” 

“Um, yeah?”

“And I would like to help you mend the bond you broke with God, and realize you’re just confused-”

You snatched your hand away from hers, suddenly disgusted, your once jumping heart dying in your ribs.

“You wanna put me in some fucking brainwash camp?” You yelled, standing up at your desk.  Students’ heads turned, looking at you, as well as the teacher, who stopped writing on the chalkboard.

“y/n, I want to help you find the right of passage” Becky reached for you, but you grabbed your things and backed away.

“Stay the hell away from me, I’m happy with who I am” You spat, walking quickly to leave the room.  “Oh, and guess what bitch?” You snapped, turning to look back at her through the open doorway.  “Pussy tastes hella good” You said with a wicked smirk, then slammed the door.

But you rushed as quickly as you could through the vacant halls to the girl’s bathroom.  Sputters leaving your lips and tears stinging your eyes.  You put your hands on the sink, trying to control your intake and outtake of breaths, but you couldn’t.  It was all too much.

Were you really happy with who you were? You thought you would be.  Happier that you were out, out of the closet, out of the shower whatever the hell you want to call it.  But it only seemed to make things worse.  The stupid jocks picking on you more and more, and now some random girl you’d never talked to before, wants you to believe that what you are is wrong.  How twisted.  How ludicrous.  You looked up in the mirror, your mascara dripping onto your cheeks.  You let out a strangled sob.

“What the hell is wrong with you!?” You cried out, fists hitting the sink as you sank to the ground.  “What’s wrong with you” You whimpered again, pulling your knees up to your chest as you continued to cry quietly.

That’s when you heard an eerily familiar sound.  The sound of a bathroom stall opening.  You averted your eyes as the girl walked out, just barely seeing her boots in your peripheral vision.

“Hey, hey are you alright?” She asked, kneeling in front of you.  You’d never seen her before, because surely you’d remember those oval shaped brown eyes and her cute button nose.  

“Sorry I thought I was alone” You watched as she sat fully onto the floor, opening up her bag and pulling out hand sanitizer, and tissues.  She handed you the small pack of travel tissues.

“I prefer not to wash my hands with the school soap.  It just doesn’t smell as good as Bath and Bodyworks’ Island Margarita, yeah?” You took a silent whiff of her lotion, and nodded in agreement.  “Now what’s a pretty girl like you doing wasting her time frowning and being sad in a school bathroom hm?” She leaned back a little, patiently waiting for you to answer.

“I-I don’t want to trouble you with my little problems.  It’s dumb anyways” The girl gave you half a smile.

“It’s no trouble.  I’ve got a free period, and I’m gonna guess I’m keeping you from going to class.  So it seems to me we have all the time in the world to talk about it” She said.  “I’m Kira by the way” She held out her hand, and you slowly raised your own to shake it.

“y/n” You said quietly, and she smiled with a slight nod.

“Well y/n, what’s making you cry?” She asked,  You took a deep breath.

“These dicks think it’s funny to make fun of me because I like boys and girls, and this other girl tried to get me to go to a conversion camp and I sorta made a scene in front of my class and now I really wish i didn’t come out to people and I’m really regretting ever actually coming to school and I might just drop out now-”

“Woah woah” Kira put up her hand, stopping your quick rambling.  “First of all, if it’s the basketball team, don’t take their shit.  They’re all gay for each other.  Walked in on a ‘team meeting’ once made me wanna puke that many people.  Ick” You giggled a little at her shaking her head with her eyes shut and tongue out in a disgusted expression.  Her features seemed to soften and she smiled when you laughed.  “In fact don’t take anyone’s shit.  You don’t deserve to frown when you have such a pretty smile” She said genuinely, and you felt yourself blush.

 The bell rang, causing her to look at her phone for the time.  “I guess all the time in the world could still only be so long” She said with a sad smile towards you, and she stood up.  “I’m gonna see you around, right?” She asked, and you licked your lips.

“I mean... I did sorta pour my heart and soul out to you” You said, making her laugh.  You felt the need to make her laugh all the time.

“You did indeed miss y/n” She said, and walked towards the door, adjusting her bag on her shoulder.  “Oh, and by the way” She said quickly, turning to face you, and you looked up at her, half out the door.  “My boyfriend was pretty chill when I told him I was a lesbian.  He’s still my best friend, I hope I can introduce you in lunch” She said with a grin.

Your lips parted, mouth hanging open as you stared at her in shock.  No words came out, and she just winked, and left.

You were in deep and you only knew the girl’s first name

i don’t write enough kira oml xoxo ~ jordie