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[stereksecretsanta]

Merry Christmas, @lover95!

This is my Sterek Secret Santa gift for lover95! I hope you enjoy your fluffy soulmark AU! I certainly enjoyed writing it!

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you left a mark on me

Stiles is a klutz.

That much is well known.

What is less known is how only about half of the scrapes he gets into are his own fault- if that! Because in this universe you are lucky enough to share every injury with your soulmate - even if you don’t yet know the bastard.

With the amount of injuries they amass in a week, Stiles’ soulmate is either an even worse klutz than Stiles himself, part of a circus troupe (probably the always stumbling and falling clown), or a spy - James Bond style. Stiles would of course prefer the last option - purely because of the coolness factor. Who could resist James Bond?

When Scott gets bitten, a whole new world of options suddenly opens up. In Stiles’ newfound experience, supernatural beings spend most of their time injured in some way or form. To add insult to injury- literally!- they barely even notice it most of the time!

It would be just like Stiles’ luck: having a werewolf for a soulmate who spends most of their time getting injured - and probably doesn’t care to think about how that affects him. Ouch.

~*~

Soulmates aren't a very well studied phenomenon.

It is not known what percentage of the population has a soulmate, mostly because most people don't even know it themselves. You don't get a neat tattoo of your soulmate’s name or of the first words they say to you or anything helpful like that. Stiles wishes he lived in a universe like that. Instead he gets soulmarks - literal marks appearing on his body, reflecting the injuries of his soulmate.

Soulmarks can be anything - from light bruises to red scratches to even the occasional sprain. There's some stories about people breaking bones, but Stiles doesn't give any credit to those - he certainly hasn't ever broken a bone because of his soulmate and he has carried just about every other soulmark known to mankind on his skin.

Hence the thinking his soulmate was a super spy before realising werewolves were a thing.

Thankfully soulmarks are usually less severe than the original injury and never fatal. So instead of the deep scratch your soulmate has, you might end up with a heavy bruise, or a sprain instead of a break. But that right there is also why most people never even realise they have a soulmate. How many bruises do you discover on the regular without remembering how you got them? How would you ever know which came from knocking into the corner of the kitchen cabinet and which appeared because your soulmate accidentally dropped a hammer on their foot?

You see, most people don't suffer from severe injuries on the regular, and thus neither do their soulmates. Unless your soulmate is a werewolf of course.

It took cataloguing all of his cuts and bruises very meticulously, while also keeping track of which scrapes his friends got into, but the evidence finally seems to suggest that his soulmate is one of the pack. That's as far as Stiles has gotten, though. The only one he can rule out for sure is Scott and thank God for that. Stiles loves that guy like a brother, but that's just it - like a brother . Allison can keep his dick, as far as Stiles is concerned.

Everyone else is fair game though, even Jackson, perish the thought. He has mellowed out somewhat after his stint in good, old England, but still, the universe would have a very sick sense of humour if Stiles’ soulmate turned out to be Jackson Whittemore of all people. Stiles wouldn't mind any of the other betas, but really, there's only one member of the pack he is truly interested in.

That's the crux of the matter with soulmarks: How do you know you’ll even like your soulmate? What if you don’t? What if you love someone and they aren’t your soulmate? Or you aren’t theirs?

All of those are reasons why a lot of people do not actively attempt to search out their soulmate.

There are of course those who do - ritualistic woundings are a thing that unfortunately still exists, and pricking the fingers is a wedding rite that is occasionally celebrated, too. Hollywood loves the soulmate trope of course, soulmarks front and centre on posters even if they barely play a role in the film. Whole rows of bookstores are filled with soulmark romances - from Ancient Rome to outer space and everywhere in between. The question whether Cleopatra’s true soulmate was Caesar or Antony is a hotly debated one in certain circles.

Stiles himself has always dreamed of finding his soulmate.

His parents had been soulmates, though they only realised it years after being married, when his dad got shot on patrol by the only bank robber Beacon Hills has ever gotten and his mum bruised like a peach in the same place his shot wound was. Stiles has gotten his delicate complexion from her.

And the hopelessly romantic streak apparently.

His mum had loved that his dad and her had turned out to be soulmates after they married; it made her believe in fate she used to say and that “you'll find your soulmate, too, kochanie , and they’ll leave an even deeper mark on your heart than on your skin. Just be patient, baby.”

Well, Stiles has certainly got the marks on his skin, and someone has also left his mark on Stiles’ heart, but he's not sure those belong together. So, rather than risking learning an answer he doesn't want to know, he stops searching for an answer all together.

He'd like to imagine that his mother would approve of him being patient and waiting for whatever will happen. She'd probably just scold him for giving up, though.

The thought is not enough to make him risk his heart however.

~*~

Over the last few years, a tradition of pre-Christmas pack dinner has developed. Christmas is spent with their respective families, but the last weekend before Christmas is for the pack. It’s done potluck style - everyone likes different things, so instead of trying to find a compromise everyone’s happy with, they had decided to just let everyone bring what they want to eat. Stiles has learned to make an extra large batch of his pierogi , because that is eaten by just about everyone, whereas Lydia’s kale salad goes largely ignored by everybody but her and Jackson (the poor guy really is whipped).

Another tradition that has grown out of that one is the decorating the day before.

That’s not a pack tradition, though. This one is just for Derek and Stiles.

Because while pack dinner happens at Derek’s loft, it has long been decided that Derek is not to be trusted to decorate appropriately for the occasion. So Stiles always comes over the day before to help, and afterwards they order in and watch at least one Christmas classic. In a way it feels like their own little Christmas tradition, and Stiles has grown very protective of it. It’s when they reminisce about the past year and plan ahead for the next. Derek told Stiles about his plans to go back to uni while hanging up tinsel and Stiles spoke about his fear of losing his dad while spraying fake frostwork onto Derek’s windows. It’s as if no secrets exist between them when hanging up Christmas decorations - none except for Stiles’ soulmarks. Those he hasn’t dared to bring up yet.

This year’s decoration theme is definitely forest-y - gnarly roots as candle holders, cones and acorns instead of golden stars and red baubles, and even some mistletoe. According to Derek, Laura hated the artificiality of most Christmas decorations, all those garish colours, plastic-y scents, and the glitter that sticks to everything until Valentine’s Day comes around and covers you in more glitter, just this time in pink. Apparently the Hale siblings used to take turns decorating the house for Christmas, and when it was up to Laura, she did her best to bring the forest into the house.

“When I saw that mistletoe in the Reserve on my last patrol, it made me think of her, and how much she loved hanging them over every single door frame in the house. We never got anything done when Laura had decorated for Christmas because everyone was too busy kissing everyone else,” Derek says, a small smile on his face while his eyes show that he is far away, lost in memories. “I thought it would be nice to remember her through this - decorating like her,” he adds, and then asks, suddenly sounding very unsure: “Unless you think the pack would prefer more traditional decorations?”

“There’s nothing more traditional than mistletoe,” Stiles replies firmly. “And if Lydia says anything, I’ll remind her of the year she thought burnt orange and dark teal would make good Christmas tree colours.”

Derek smiles softly in response, and Stiles would have liked to blame the answering flutter of his heart on heart burn but he has long ago learned that lying to himself is of no use.

So, rustic decorations it is, which brings Stiles to the predicament he is currently in: balancing precariously on one of Derek’s bar stools, mistletoe in one hand, hammer in another and four, no three nails in his mouth. One nail just slipped out and possibly scratched one of his toes on its way down. Stiles doesn’t trust his balance enough to dare look down to check for blood. He’d call for help, but he’s honestly afraid of accidentally swallowing a nail if he opens his mouth. His genius idea to nail the mistletoe to the ceiling in the middle of the room, so that everyone ends up stuck under it again and again suddenly doesn’t look so genius any more.

Carefully, Stiles switches the mistletoe to his other hand, and takes one of the nails out of his mouth with his now free hand. So far, so good, but when he attempts to hammer the nail into the ceiling, he slips, and loses his balance.

Strangely enough, his last thought as he falls goes out to his soulmate. Maybe he’ll feel that.

But instead of hitting the hard floor, Stiles is caught in two strong arms, which break his fall. Somehow he even manages to spit out the remaining nails instead of swallowing them and killing himself that way. When he looks up, Derek’s face is dark with anger and white with fear.

“What the hell were you thinking?” he scolds and shakes Stiles slightly. “You could have broken your neck!”

“You caught me, though, didn’t you?” Stiles says, smiling angelically and tries not to feel disappointed that he didn’t at least break a leg or something. Surely his soulmate would have noticed that .

“And I’m starting to regret it already,” Derek snarks back, but his hands are gentle as he makes sure Stiles has regained his balance enough to stand on his own two feet again.

“Liar, you love me,” Stiles singsongs, and tries to ignore how much he wishes that were true.

“I hate you,” Derek throws back at him over his shoulder, having already turned away, so that Stiles can’t even see his face. And he doesn’t have a built in lie-detector.

“Hate to love me, you mean,” he still needles, and follows Derek, drawn like the moth to the flame, as always.

“If you say so,” Derek replies noncommittally, and Stiles forgets the snarky retort he’d had on the tip of his tongue, because he had been too focused on Derek to look where he was going and had run into the coffee table. Hard. Ouch.

In front of him, Derek stumbles.

Stiles’ shin throbs, and his thoughts are running wild.

He knocks his shin against the coffee table once more, and Derek stumbles again.

Elated, Stiles keeps kicking the coffee table, until Derek finally gets a clue and turns around. His eyes are wide and the look on his face is one of pure astonishment and disbelief. Stiles on the other hand can’t feel his cheeks anymore, he’s grinning so widely. Derek’s gaze caught in his, he deliberately kicks out one last time and his heart jumps when Derek flinches in reaction.

“I was hoping it was you,” he breathes, but at the same time, Derek says: “I was hoping it wasn’t you.”

“What?”

Stiles’ stomach is suddenly a ball of ice, all the elation he was just experiencing gone like a tendril of smoke in the wind. But Derek shakes his head hurriedly and steps closer, hand stretched out towards Stiles.

“No, that’s not what I meant! It’s just - I’m so broken, literally , and I couldn’t bear the thought of having inadvertently hurt you. Hurting you is the last thing I want to do. I know I don’t experience soulmarks the way you do, but the pain I must have caused you!”

The ice in Stiles melts as suddenly as it appeared and he steps forward in turn to take Derek’s still outstretched hand.

“I was hoping it was you,” he says, but then amends: “Well, actually, I was hoping it was James Bond for quite a few years. But once I knew werewolves were a thing, it was always you I was hoping for. I couldn’t know for sure, and I was too scared to ask, so I just kept quietly hoping. My soulmarks didn’t cause me pain so much as they gave me hope!”

Derek is obviously still sceptical and not convinced yet, so Stiles decides he has to haul out the big guns. Pun intended. He squeezes Derek’s hand in reassurance before dropping it and whipping off his shirt. Werewolves run hotter than humans, so the air in Derek’s loft is cool on his skin. The urge to cross his arms in front of his chest to hide himself is almost overwhelming, but the whole point of this exercise is to bare himself to Derek. So he gathers his courage, pulls his shoulders back and stands proud and tall.

“See this?” Stiles points towards a white scar on his right side. “That’s from when Scott fell off his chair in maths and I let myself fall off my chair, too, so he’d not be so embarrassed. Only I managed to cut myself somehow and bled all over everything, so then he was embarrassed for us both and worrying about me to boot.” He points towards a greenish bruise on his hip next. “I got that when I ran into our dining table earlier in the week. No particular reason why, I’m just spatially challenged apparently. I’ve got countless more marks like these, some visible scars, some fading bruises, most gone forever. I only remember the very visible ones, like that scar, or the most recent ones, like that bruise.”

He swallows and then turns half away from Derek.

“See my right shoulder blade? You see nothing, right? That’s where my first soulmark appeared. Or well, it probably wasn’t actually the first one ever, but it was the first one I noticed and recognised. It was just a small scratch with a pale purplish bruise. But I kept looking at it in the mirror because I was so happy. It was proof I had a soulmate, someone just for me. Someone who’d love me for who I am, because, not in spite of. That mark is long gone, but I’ll never forget about it. I’ll never forget about any of them. Like here,” he says, turning back around again, drawing a finger down his stomach and then repeating the motion on Derek’s clothed stomach.

“That’s when I knew for sure it was someone from the pack. That’s when I really started hoping it was you. But you all heal too quickly for me to properly catalogue your injuries, so I couldn’t ever be quite sure. Until now.”

Derek doesn’t immediately say anything. Instead he gently traces the path Stiles’ finger took, stroking across the skin on Stiles’ stomach, which breaks out into goosebumps at the touch.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he repeats, voice barely above a whisper and Stiles admits: “You probably will. But I’ll heal - not as quickly as you and the rest of the puppies, but I’ll heal. And I’ll treasure my soulmarks even more than before. But you can always mark me up in more pleasurable ways, too,” he adds with a wink and tilts his head to the side, hopefully revealing his throat in a tantalising way.

“You are the worst,” Derek replies, but there’s a twinkle in his eyes and a smile on his lips that lets Stiles repeat, this time with conviction: “And still you love me.”

“I do,” Derek acknowledges, and then curves his hand around Stiles’ shoulder, palm touching where his first soulmark appeared. The touch seems to shoot sparks through Stiles’ body, electrifying him. Gentle pressure on his back encourages him to lean in and then Derek’s other hand comes up to guide his chin up, so their lips can meet in a soft, careful kiss.

Before his attention is entirely consumed by Derek and his kisses Stiles thinks: “I didn’t even need the mistletoe.”

[sweetgcreature]

I love these questions!! 19, 26, and 47! ☀️

Me too! Thanks for asking, darling 😘

19. If anyone could be your slave for a day, who would it be and what would they have to do?

Uff, since I’m studying for my English exam and I can’t stand my English teacher and, since my car is dirty, I would like to have her washing my lovely Such A Clean Machine yes, that’s how I call my car 🚘🚗

26. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere in the world, but you have to leave immediately. Where are you going to go?

Ireland, Wales or Bali ✈🗺🌍

47. If you could ask your future self one question, what would it be?

I’d probably ask “did we make it?” and I would immediately understand what I’m talking about 🧞‍♀️

[winchester-writes]

I just read be mine? And OMG soooo freaking cute !! 😍😍😍

Thank youuuuu!!! 

Be Mine?

[kindgentlejimin]

I was tagged by the lovely @penicillinjimin and @strawbinnie to make a cute little icon of myself 💗

You can make your own here

I’m tagging @vante-love @applejoon @flowerseok @kosmosjoonie @jimin-lover95 @ilychimmy @flowerkth @ethertae

This is optional and if you don’t like being tagged let me know :)

[lveclouds]

hi everyone! its your local egg aka isabella! so im very close to my next milestone and i just wanted to say im so incredibly grateful to all of you for following me! my blog has grown so much over these past few months, and im constantly blown away by all the love i receive from all of you. i don’t deserve your love for you guys are all too sweet to me. thank you all for sticking with my annoying ass and for loving my tags with a million emoijs and for dealing with my rants. to the people that i talk to on the daily, i love you and i hope you know how much our conversations make my day. and of course to the people that i don’t talk to as often, i love and appreciate you with all my heart. bts has helped me meet so many amazing people through their music and helped me through some difficult times and i couldn’t be more grateful for all the happiness they bring to so many people, including myself.

update: i just hit my next milestone today!!!! thank you guys so so so so so so so so much i appreciate each and every single one of you to the moon and back 🥺💗

and now for even more people who will always have a special place in my heart:

@honeylovecult @seokljin @gukwluv @wjnqs @taejvu @taejin-vjin @kooksmos @jimin-s @jimin-lover95 @hobifuljoon @lovelykthjjk @librravenus @sngularities @seoksgalaxyrose @roseyluna @singulari-tae @freckleyoon @dewdrafts @chimmothy @jinsjjk @mmmikrokosmos @ggukshii @gguksbby @jjksangel @poesymins @popechangbin @little-xikan @debs-p @jinsmelody @joonieblossoms @joonietears @sweeteclipse7 @pja2jae @jacksonurs @taehyungland @kthgalaxies @kthearty @jklovecult @gcftaegguk-main @gcjikook @coffee-lattae @jamaisru @jamaiskth @peachyjnyoung @pjmsmyg @pjmlog @j1ns @kimnamtaejin @jeonjungrude @sunshinebtss and all my mutuals/followers i love you all to the moon and back and i hope all of you know that all of you are loved and deserve the world!

[busanbaddie]

20 Qs Tag

20 random questions (+ tag the people you want, keep the game going 🥰):

thanks for the tag: @the-bangtan-boys 💜💜💜

- How are you feeling today?

i’m feeling okay! i got a snow day for school but i’m also cramping🥺🥺🥺

- What is the best thing that happened 2019 to you so far?

going to the BTS concert w my best friends😫

- Fave song at the moment?

Jopping, SuperM but non-kpop Butterflies from Monaco by Julien Chang🦋

- Last movie you watched in the cinema?

gdhsjs the BTS LY Seoul: The Final but non-kpop Brittany Runs a Marathon!

- Fave movie?

Jurassic Park🦖

- Fave TV Show?

The Office

- TV Show you’re watching currently?

i keep reruns of The Office on just as background noise

- Fave season?

summer; nothing better than the warm heat of the sun shining on your skin and illuminating the world!

- Dream Job?

clinical social worker☺️ but fantasy— chef!👩🏽‍🍳

- Fave animal?

dolphin🐬

- Fave color?

light blue

- What languages do you speak?

English, little Greek, coversational French, Korean & Japenese phrases

- What languages do you want to learn?

Korean and Japanese

- Dream Vacation?

Seoul and/or Tokyo

- If you could listen to one album for the rest of your life which one would it be?

BTS - Love Yourself: Answer. hardest decision of my f life

- What Song got you into Kpop?

Dope - BTS

- Are you watching Kdrama’s? What was your last Kdrama?

im currently watching Boys Over Flowers but my absolute faves are Hello, My Twenties & Strong Woman: Do Bong Soon!!

- Your ultimate Kpop Party song that brights up your mood always?

BTS - GoGo or Anpanman (can’t choose!!!!)

- Last song you listened to?

Lavender & Velvet - Alina Baraz

- What’s one thing you have most in common with your bias?

(Joon) thoughtful, clumsy, soft, like to read and learn, take care of those close to me, humble, anxious, love nature☺️🌱🦀

I’m tagging: (only if you want to!)

@190823hobi @blog-catlady @juicyfruittae @yoteimusscroteimus @infiredyoongs @neko-san-blr @kihoandtaegi @kpopgirlbtssvt @eunoiya @jeonsunicorn @taehyungs-spoopy-flipflops @walewalentina @sarkastikdrittsekk @jkookownsmyass @flicker-and-burn @one-calico-cat @jimin-lover95 @penicillinjimin @mystically-mysterious @vanilladee AND ANYONE WHO WANTS TO I WISH I COULD TAG ALL OF MY BADDIES😭💜

[hoseok-wang]

I saw this on my dashboard thanks to @dirty-nctizens-7 💜💚

Post your lock screen, home screen and the last song you listened to.

I’m tagging : @jiminrolls @jimin-lover95 @all-bam @jacksonwangspuppy @mintchockookie @writerofbts @biaswreckingyourlifefics @pearlwhitesoul @thoughts-kill-your-spirit @hoseok @got7-markjinson @rebel--heart @softjeon

Let's get it !!

[curledlife]

music tag!

✨ list ten songs you love and tag ten people to do the same!✨

i was tagged by the cutest beings: @starry-k @sleepysungjin @changiebins @yuniixoxo 🤧💞💞 hope you all are healthy and living life!!! 

🎶 hold me tight by bts

🎶 i fxxking love you by colde 

🎶 starry night by boa ft. crush

🎶 step? by bibi

🎶 i love you 3000 by 88 rising, jackson wang, stephanie poetri

🎶 in the fall by hwasa & woogie

🎶 the chance of love by tvxq

🎶 love? by elo & penomeco ft. gray

🎶 lion by idle

🎶 stay by hoody ft. ugly duck

...my mood changes too often lmaoo, thats the only thing this proves 😂

tags: @lovepaintt @chittaphon96 @jaehyunniespeach @hanimeco @hotshot-deserves-more-love @jimin-lover95 @highwaytodoyoung (you don’t have to do it!)

[reeworlds27]

I like watching this. the original story belong to Thedragon Lover95 Thanks you CreepyFettuccine for doing a awesome Video ^^

[stereksecretsanta]

Merry Christmas, @lover95!

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Let My Mouth Run Away With You

Stiles drops his stack of books onto the counter and immediately starts talking. He has yet to see any other employees in this amazing store so the cashier is just going to have to deal with Stiles's ramblings. They're lucky he hasn't moved in. The amount of old, musty manuscripts on European history and folklore is amazing. Like, do these people even know what they have?

"Hi, I was looking for..." His words trail off as the cashier turns to face him and Stiles's brain dies as he takes in the guy's gorgeous face and dazzling smile and those eyes. Damn, those eyes are... "Pretty." The guy chuckles and it does amazing things to his face. It takes Stiles a second to realize why the guy is chuckling and when he does Stiles's face burns. "Oh. Oh, God. I said that out loud, didn't I?"

The guy's smile widens. "Yeah. Yeah, you did."

"Oh, God." Stiles ducks below the counter because he can't look at that handsome face anymore. He almost wishes the floor would open and swallow him before he dies of embarrassment but he's from Beacon Hills and he's had that happen and it's really scary so no. No swallowing and maybe if he just stays low he can sneak out, but he wants his books. A small whine escapes him. "I'm going to die."

"Eventually, yes. Right now, probably not."

Dammit, why does the guy have such an amazing voice as well? And he's funny too. Stiles flails slightly while he's out of sight. He's not even wearing good clothes. He hasn't done laundry in a week and he probably smells. Why is this his life?

A head peeks over the counter. "If you are planning to die, please do so outside. It's bad for the insurance."

Stiles huffs a laugh, because how can he not. He stares up at the handsome man. "As much as I'd like to, death seems unlikely. Can we just..." He waves a hand through the air. "Like, forget about the whole me talking thing? Just wipe it all out and then I can just pay for my books and go self-combust in my dorm."

The man snorts and leans even further over the counter to grab Stiles by the back of his hoodie and pull him upright. Stiles nearly falls over the counter and knocks two of the books onto the floor. He immediately dives for the books and somehow manages to smack his head on the edge of the counter.

"Owww..." Stiles drops the fallen books back onto the pile and presses a hand to his face.

The man is obviously trying not to laugh. It's not very successful, but Stiles appreciates the effort. "What were you looking for?"

"Huh?"

The man shakes his head and chuckles. "A minute ago. You started to ask for something before commenting on my face."

"Not your face," Stiles says automatically and then winces. "I mean, yes, your face is quite nice. All..." His hands make a motion in the air kind of like a vase. He's not sure what he's going for there. "...symmetrical." He looks away, down at his stack of books—which, why did he even come here, this was so not his day even if he did find a book on kelpies—because he can't face the guy and he's never going to be able to come here again. "But it was your eyes... I thought your eyes were... are..." He swallows down his nerves and spits the word out. "...pretty."

"Thank you." Stiles can hear the amusement dripping from the guy's tone.

"Uh, thanks for not being weirded out... or, like, a homophobe because I really hate dealing with those and can we just, like, forget all about this awkwardness?"

The guy chuckles again. "So you can go self-combust? Sure." He taps the keys of an old cash register as he puts each book in a brown paper bag. There isn't even a digital display. How does this guy do inventory? "That'll be forty even."

Stiles blinks because he's sure that's not right. Two of those books should be worth a good twenty each and he had three more on top of that. "What? I..." He shuts his mouth quickly. He's a broke college student. He's not going to complain about a discount but he's also not going to read too much into it. That way lies madness. He drops two crumpled twenties on the counter and clutches his books to his chest.

The guy is still smiling as he prints out a receipt. "Here." He pulls a business card from the other side of the register and slips it into the pages of one of the books. "In case you remember what else you were looking for."

Stiles nods and beats a hasty retreat. His blush doesn't die until he's on the subway heading back toward campus. He is so glad it's Saturday and he doesn't have to deal with people for a whole other day because he's used up all his peopling. There will be no more.

His luck holds all the way back to his dorm room. The lounge is blissfully empty so Stiles can sneak into his room without saying hello to anyone. Atharv is home but he's used to Stiles and barely even looks away from his computer as Stiles throws himself on his bed.

"Oh, you went to that store Lola was talking about?"

Stiles groans into his pillow. He can hear Atharv scooting around on his rolling chair and the rustle of paper.

"Are these even in English?"

Stiles lifts his face enough to say "some are" and then buries his face again.

"Who's Derek?"

Stiles frowns. He turns his head to face Atharv. "I don't know a Derek."

Atharv snorts and pushes off from the floor to send his chair rolling into Stiles's bed. There's a brief bump as the chair collides with the bed frame. Atharv grins as he waves a small piece of paper in front of Stiles. "He wants to know you."

Stiles grabs for the paper, only to have Atharv yank it out of reach. "Hey!" A brief tussle ensues, ending with both Stiles and Atharv on the floor. The paper—the business card—is bent by the time Stiles gets his hand on it, but that's definitely the card that the cashier put in his books earlier. It's got the standard info for the bookstore on the front but on the back is Derek's name, a phone number, and the simple instruction to call him.

"Holy shit." Stiles rolls over and grabs Atharv into a tight hug. "Holy shit."

Atharv laughs and clasps Stiles on the back. "You going to call him?"

Stiles falls onto his back. "Yeah. Yeah, I think I will."

He doesn't stop smiling all weekend.

[sweetgcreature]

Hi lovie💕☀️

Hi honey! 🌼💗

“I won’t lie to you // I’m selfish I know // Steve walks warily down the streets // here come old flat top // walking down 29th and park”

[in order: “treat you better” - shawn mendes, “woman” - harry styles, “another one bites the dust” - queen, “come together” - the beatles, “happier” - ed sheeran] 

Send me a ‘hi’ and I will put my playlist on shuffle, write down the first line of five songs and give it to you as a poem

[ao3feed-minjoon]

by lover95

Namjoon will always let Jimin in, it's letting him leave that's a problem.

Words: 790, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Kim Namjoon | RM, Park Jimin (BTS)

Relationships: Kim Namjoon | RM/Park Jimin

[allthebestimagines90]

Sam Winchester - Masterlist

* = NSFW

One Shot Masterlist

Drabble Masterlist

Imagine Masterlist

AU:

Oh Shit - by  dancingalone21

Time Flies - by  one-shots-supernatural

Mr Winchester - by  paradisaicsam

Series:

Oh Baby part 1    part 2   - by @winchester-lover95

Trust part 1     part 2    part 3    - by  holyimpala67

The Blog - Part 1       part 2      - by  talesmaniac89

Other:

Sam Winchester date night aesthetic - by  the-mrs-deanwinchester

Dating Sam would include part 1    part 2   - by  waywardoneshots

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[kindgentlejimin]

☁️ ៸៸ spell out your url with song titles and tag 10 (or more) people

thank you @angtaelic for tagging me!! you’re the sweetest  ♡

k: kings of hearts - wayv

i: i’m fine - bts

n: no longer - nct 127

d: d+1 - everglow

g: giddy up - the boyz

e: epiphany - bts

n: nap of a star- txt

t: tear - bts

l: l.o.u - the boyz

e: everyday i love you - loona

j: just one day - bts

i: interlude: regular to irregular - nct 127

m: my time - bts

i: ilysb - lany

n:  number 1 - loona

i’m gonna tag: @applejoon @flowerbangtann @moonpjms @jimin-lover95 @darlingjoon @kosmosjoonie @ethertae @ilyhao @raplineing @guktual

fee free to do this if you want but you don’t have to! if you don’t like being tagged in things, please let me know and I’ll make sure not to do it!

[atc74]

29 and counting down!

So here I sit at 1971 followers. My goal is to hit 2K by September 8, the one year anniversary of my first ever fic!! As of right now, I am only 29 away. I know this family has amazing power and I am confident that I will hit that goal in 6 days. When we get this, cause this isn’t just about me, we are going to celebrate!! 

Here are some ideas I had and I will let you guys choose...

GIF Challenge - I assign it you write it

Series Headcanon Asks - Ask me about any of my series and I will write a headcanon for it.

Aesthetics Drabble challenge - pick a prompt and make an aesthetic and write a drabble for it.

Song Aesthetics - you send me a song and a person/character I will make an aesthetic for it.

Once we get there, I will send out the survey! Thank you all for everything! *psst, a signal boost is appreaciated*

Tagging EVERYONE: @padackles2010 @like-a-bag-of-potatoes @smoothdogsgirl @mamaredd123 @meeshw777 @tmccarney @milkymilky-cocopuff  @iwantthedean @ashstrom87 @chelsea072498 @paintrider13-blog @zeppo-in-a-trenchcoat @d-s-winchester @scorpiongirl1 @just-another-busy-fangirl @winchesterprincessbride @gemini75eeyore @waywardjoy @katewatso @cosmicpeanuthologram @jotink78 @l8nitl0vr @supernaturalyobsessed @memphisgirl1977 @bmcnally85  @ruprecht0420 @mskitty416 @theoriginalvicki @hexparker @nanie5 @whywhydoyouwantmetosaymyname @sandlee44 @fangirl1802 @moonstar86 @raylin19 @niamandthings  @feelmyroarrrr @ellen-reincarnated1967 @kittenofdoomage @t-bear99 @hamartiamacguffin @colorfulobjectenemy @uttertrash--butlikecutetrash  @sammieb1127 @evyiione @you-didnt-see-that-cuming @death2thevirgin  @moshingatthedisco  @tankcupcakes  @winchestersmut  @alicat-life @mogaruke @cyrilconnelly @growningupgeek @CharlieBradbury1104 @evansrogerskitten @therewillbeblood @docharleythegeekqueen @megansescape @taste-of-dean @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid   @scarlet-soldier-in-an-impala  @deathtonormalcy56 @wildfirewinchester  @notnaturalanahi @jensen-jarpad @impalaimagining @fangirlextraordinaire @itseverythingilike @jesspfly @love-kittykat21 @mrswhozeewhatsis @aiaranradnay  @supernatural-jackles @samwinlover @spnsasha @27bmm @keepcalmandcarryondean @iamnotsaneatall @autopistaaningunaparte @sis-tafics @blacktithe7 @deansdirtyduchess  @emoryhemsworth @dracotomanddeansprincess23 @bringmesomepie56 @devilgirlsarah @spnbaby-67 @katymacsupernatural @holytrenchcoatedsubtextchuck @emilycollins11 @myoutletforfanfiction @deansangelgirl @thinkwritexpress-official @queencflair @mizzzpink @jerk-bitch-and-an-angel @wonderange2  @anokhi07 @perpetualabsurdity @txp87 @akshi8278  @iamabeautifulperson18 @suzannebeaketa @thing-you-do-with-that-thing @deandoesthingstome @emilycollins11 @spn-dean-and-sam-winchester @boxywrites @deansangelgirl @sparklesuperwholock88  @flare-chan003 @nathaliabakes @willows-supernatural @winchester-lover95 @mariahoedt @sydneymarie101195  @delessapeace-blog @dixonsvixon2017 @mrsdeanfuckingwinchester @redeyedvixen @deanislife67 @sparklesuperwholock88 @blackcherrywhiskey @janicedustyabby @brindz30  @shamelesslydean @deansangelgirl @pinknerdpanda @ravengirl94 @hannahindie @4401lnc @melonshino @thegreatficmaster @when-the-day-met-the-night @madamelibrarian @spectaculacular-sammy @imnoaingeal @kayteonline