#you forgot justin beiber

[satelitis]

dal winston hcs (as a dallas kin)

he smokes in public places like restaurants

-> bro has smokers cough like no tomorrow

gets sun burnt so easily it's not even funny

-> the gang definitely teases him for it n calls him like a tomato n stuff

dallas definitely has like permanent eye bags fml

he also has busted up knuckes n dry skin

bro loves the smell of diesel

picky.ass.eater

and you KNOW he loves those gross ass ham cheese and cracker lunchables

he has a staring problem, for both reasons, he zones big time and he's judgy, either way he doesnt care

he doesnt like elvis presley

he's left handed fs

sharp ass ny accent that he cant shake loose from

-> two n steve always mimicking him

-> two and steve biting their tongues when dal kicks their asses over it

vanilla guy for life

he's so forgetful

pony: "dal where were you we were supposed to go to the dingo" " oh yeah i forgot"

he needs glasses, and REFUSES to wear them

-> hence why he gets raging headaches!!

he would cheat in poker or cards or whatever BUT he doesnt need to cause hes just naturally gifted at it, plus he's been playing since atleast 6 i wanna say.

-> his grandma DEFINITELY taught him

dals a grandmas boy

he loves his grandma

he also knows how to dance and you cannot tell me otherwise

he FUMES whenever someone calls him austin, san antonio, houston, fort worth or any of it

-> the jokes get old

-> but not for two bit

-> modern day two in every minor inconvience saying to dal "houston we have a problem"

dallas knows the most random shit ever

he'll be spitting out info from the most random event in history

n the gang is js like 🤨🤨🤨tf??

he does the justin beiber hair swoopy thingy but only bc HE DOESNT CUT IT OMG

[dazyskiie-luv]

★ Incorrect quotes (but by me and my friends)

— mentions of death, overbloting, therapy ((since some people like to avoid it as if it'd kill you)), sebek hate 😵‍💫, and male reader

[Name]: if you got killed by a flying banana how would you feel

Idia: A WHAT

[Name]: a flying banana

Idia: well do i know its going to kill me

[Name]: so true

Idia: YES OR N

[Name]: i read thay wro.

[Name]: umm

[Name]: ur choice

Idia: well

Idia: if i know its goung to kill me id cry

Idia: however if i was caught by surprise id peobably question everyrhing in that moment

Idia: why did i get killed by a flying banana? how did i get killed by a flying banana? why was the banana flying? how did it have enough strength to kill me? was it destined for me to be killed by a flying banana??? who threw the banana????

Jade: Azul said he'd feel betrayed

Azul: Well.. I mean I got killed by a banana

Azul: Was it because I ate your family

Azul: My fault.

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[Name]: LILLA HOW TF U SURVVING ALL THESE HURRICANES AND RAINPOURS

[Name]: LAWD

lilla: lol

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Sliver: im sos eleph

[Name]: sleep

Sliver 5 hours later: are u a wizard.

Sliver: i fell asleep :(

[Name], not looking up from his paper: idk probably

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[Name]: im doing therapeutic exercises 😠

Riddle: thera what

[Name]: therapeutic

[Name]: therapy exercises

[Name] who's slowly being covered in blot: (i dont have a therapist)

Overblot [Name]: ((i just remember this))

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Azul: sounds like me tbh

[Name] grabbing a gun: we are too alike, one of us gotta die.

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[Name]: wishing i was drowninf in a lake rn.

Ruggie: emo ahh

[Name]: YOU.

[Name]: this is my 19th reason

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Cater to [Name]: My favorite pookie wookie pie with whipped cream and sprinkles and those wafer things i forgot what they were called but they're like sticks filled with chocolate idk <3

Yuu looking horrified: Are you tired

Yuu: Is this why you're saying this stuff

Cater: no

Cater: I am tired but this is just me being me!

Yuu: I should've known....

[Name]: My eyes are teary up.

[Name] with tears running down his face: I feel like I've been violated in the worst way possible.

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Floyd: Bro said "its fine i can do it" and his jose grew

[Name]: I was about to say "bro lied too much"...

[Name]: bird beak.

Floyd: BHWJAHAH

Floyd: bro got that crane beak 💔

[Name]: traffic cone!

Floyd: ong!

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Idia: fi udbprays tofay 🗣🔥⁉️

[Name]: did u pray today?!

Lilla: fi i ibuprofen fowhsay

Idia: IBUPROFEN????

[Name]: so true honestly

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[Name] reading a sign saying "marry me": .

Austin: If you say yes I'll feel happy

Belphie: I can't say die to a child....

Neige: You say die to me

Belphie: Die.

Neige: See what I mean.

Neige: This is why I put a bomb in one of your drawers and hadn't set it off yet.

Belphie: U PUT A BOMB IN ONE OF MY DR.

* Belphie and Austin are my rsa ocs ! Beauty and the beast & Sleeping Beauty :3

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Ortho holding a sign to [Name]: I think your pretty

Ace: u used the wrong your

Ortho: YOU KNOW WHAT YOUR DAD SHOULD'VE USED? A CONDOM.

Ace: WHAT.

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Idia: is this justin bebiber???

Idia: beiber

Idia: beiber

Idia: be]

Idia: yeah

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[Name] talking about Sebek: Hope he trips and cracks open like an egg.

Ace: HELP ME.

Yuu: same ong

[Name]: sunnyside up for breakfast guys!

Deuce trying not to laugh: SUNNYSIDE UP US CRAZY.

[Name]: I'M RE-PURPOSING HIM.

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some screenshots for context 😵‍💫.... n word slur usage btw

[just-a-ghost-named-echo]

Music genres I think certain twst characters would listen to cause yeah

Ace Trappola: So listen idk why but I think he’s a hardcore swiftie (swifte? idk how to spell it) but he’s in such deep denial about it like he’d rather admit he’s gay than admit he enjoys taylor swift music. Also unironically listens to justin beiber music (beauty and the beat i see you 😻😻😻)

Deuce Spade: Now he listens to whatever he grew up listening to so whatever his mother likes, he likes. He probably grew up listening to 2000’s boy bands and has grown to love it, also listens to a few taylor swift songs but not a lot, manly just whatever he grew up listening to on the radio so a lot of like 2010’s pop (which has some amazing songs like beauty and the beat 😻😻😻)

Trey Clover: Kid’s bop. (yes i’m a trey hater.) i have no reasoning for it i just think he would.

Leona Kingscholar: This may be completely random but I feel like he’d very much enjoy tyler the creator. Idk why BUT ALSO KALI UCHIS AGAIN NO REASON WHY I JUST FEEL LIKE HE’D FALL ASLEEP TO IT

Ruggie Bucci: Ok you can doubt me on this cause again like all of these it’s just a feeling but I think he would listen to Gwen Stefani (specifically rich girl. it’s his theme)

Jamil Viper: Probably reggaeton cause like i can see him blasting daddy yankee while cooking or also that angsty indie rock when he’s in a mood or at the end of the day he puts his headphones on and just sinks into his bed while listening to indie rock

Rook Hunt: Jazz. French. Old Jazz French. edith piaf and ella fitzgerald. must i say more? ALSO CAN YOU IMAGINE RUNNING AWAY FROM HIM AND ALL YOU CAN HEAR BESIDES YOUR HEAVY BREATHING AND POUNDING HEART IS A FAINT HUMMING OF PADAM PADAM???? THAT’S HORRIFYING

Idia Shroud: Obviously K-pop and J-pop and also vocaloid. he would kill for miku (and you can quote me on that) this was was just obvious

Sebek: LITERALLY ANYTHING MALLEUS WOULD LISTEN TO. A N Y T H I N G. that or just silence…is what he would say but definitely an elvis kinda guy

Lilia Vanrouge: No context for any of these but tyler the creator, 2000-2020 pop, and christmas music (only in summer)

authors note: i think these goes here but anyways these are all just my opinions and i don’t expect anyone to agree with me also trey clover slander ALSO IF I FORGOT A COUPLE LAST NAMES I’M SORRY

[1-siracha]

my first-ish impression of the obey me characters- part 1 (older brothers)

I haven't played the game yet because i forgot my password to download stuff, so i only know obey me information from tumblr and wiki.

i think this ended up with me being a hater sorry to anyone whos likes these guys

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Lucifer

based on his character design half of the community probably calls him daddy

bro is mad ugly but i cant say shit because my haircut looks similar to that

i personally think the rope thing on his waist is massively hideous

i would strangle him with that i mean nothing

hes probably a massive asshole but everyone excuses it because he's hot (he's not i think you guys are blind)

i think i heard he tries to kill mc and idk man thats pretty fucked up ngl

like I DONT CARE IF YOURE TRAUMATISED STOP BEATING OUR ASS 💀

he is NOT a certified g

he looks like he beats up and abuses people and i do NOT stand for that

oh wait yeah he does that to mammon 💀

he also has a punchable face so

he probably looks at babies to make them cry

3/10 (3 points because im preparing ms for even worse characters)

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Mammon

ok what in the cowboy fuck is that

i dont like his fit that shit is nasty

what is that feathery thing on his waist?? a feather duster????

NOTHING MATCHES.

i just hate this fit so much

however

he is a certified g 💪🔥

my respects to bro

like he was actually nice to us?? and he actually cared about us?? and not tried to kill us?? damn thas crazy

also i feel sorta bad for him cuz he keeps getting shitted on by his brothers

hes dumber than a rock tho. like a trumpet- incredibly dense yet somehow the head is completely air. also loud as fuck and annoying sort of

hes ok but i just think he needs to stop getting his clothes from dollar tree

7/10

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Leviathan

OH MYG OD

LMOFOFOAOAFIASOFOOAF

BLUE HAIR AND PRONOUNS????????????? 😭😭😭😭😭😭

LIBERAL JUSTIN BEIBER LOOKIN ASS

once again the fit is disturbing me

why does his shirt randomly have a blue triangle??

tf is that collar thing?? why positioned straighter than the males in my school??

i feel like the jacket should be shorter

the runners?? who tf does bro think he is?? usane bolt??

colour scheme is sort of disorganised in my opin onion

only terrible people (me) wear headphones around their neck so uh red flag

PERSONALITY WISE.

im sorry but he sounds annoying as fuck i would clock him in the face

i cannot handle the 'i-i-i--i-i-i-i-im a gross otaku!!! 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🤧' shit. he sounds like a pick me girl but with absolutely no confidence

there are 3 types of shy- terrorist, annoying, and genuinely nice

he's the annoying one.

BUT i feel like i would play splatoon with him and he would be pretty good at it so

4/10

[memorizethisday]

Ok swifties y'all are getting annoying again.

It is completely understandable to say "hey! I don't really care for these certain songs that much" and then just move on but no. Y'all act like you have to hate on a song or album like as if your life depends on it. If you literally hate something that Taylor has worked hard on so much then just leave. It's that simple. No one needs you here giving an opinion that no one asked for. I don't understand why y'all have to constantly hate on something Taylor wrote and if one person doesn't agree with you you tell them that they're the ones who are wrong??? At the end of the day you hating on something that someone you idolize and have a fan account for just doesn't make any sense. Do you really hate a Taylor Swift song? Or are you just trying to cause unnecessary drama.

[eunoiaflow3r]

hard 2 face reality // spencer reid x fem!reader

spencer reid x reader

aaron hotchner x reader

part one - part three

a/n: a lot of people asked for part 2 to “not ur friend.” omg i didn’t expect it to blow up like it did. sorry this isnt the fluff conclusion you guys wanted...but i’m willing to make this a series maybe? idk it’s up to you guys. thank you for your feedback and support. (see notes at end)

also i tagged all the people who commented on part one.

warning(s): language. angst. not proofread. will be mistakes.

word count: 2.9k wow.

request(ed): yes. very requested. thank you @yeah-just-ignore-me-thanks for this idea.

summary: after hearing something she shouldn’t have, she has to deal with explanations and tough decisions.

hard 2 face reality by poo bear ft. justin beiber and jay electronics.

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sometimes it’s hard to face reality...even though you might get mad at me.

It’s ironic sometimes.

The twists and turns of life and the paths it puts you down. Sometimes you believed in fate but right now it only felt like a pain in the ass. Whoever was controlling your strings you hoped they would just give you a break, but no. There was always something more.

Last night, you had a dream. There was a memory within the dream. You and Spencer were cuddling on the couch watching a movie and his fingers were combing through your hair. From where you were, it was more like you were witnessing it instead of actually living it. You were just watching yourself fall harder for the man behind you. You were content. Happy even. You forgot all about your issues and problems and conflicts. You forgot about what Spencer said and the things he had done. You just forgot.

You watched as he took his fingers out of your hair and pushed you away. The you that you were watching was confused and so were you. Why would he do that? What was wrong with him? This wasn’t the memory.

Dream Spencer got up, put his shoes on, grabbed his bag, and was halfway out the door. Before he left completely he said, “We’re just friends. You’re not enough for me. You never will be.”

Dream you just sat there and stared blankly.

Your eyes opened and you stared up at your ceiling in sorrow. The tears just kept coming and you tried to keep yourself quiet but it was so hard, and you were so tired. You hated to admit it but you were in love with him. You were in love with a man who didn’t feel the same way. A man who did nothing but play you and pretend you were nothing. A man who lied.

How did this happen?

How did you end up in a position where you were in a cold bed crying about a man who was unphased? Someone who didn’t find anything wrong with their actions? How could you love someone who would never find the way to love you back and treat you right no matter how hard you wished? No matter how hard you hoped?

How could you do this to yourself?

And to think - in a few hours you’d have to wake up and see him again. After everything you realized and have come to terms with you’d have to see the man who was responsible for the ache in your heart.

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When Spencer woke up the first thing he thought about was work. How he didn’t really want to go but he knows he has to. He thought about how heart wrenching the case he’s been on for the last week has been. He thought about how today he might actually be able to solve it...and then he thought about you.

He’d be seeing you.

Hotch invited you to help with the case. He figured your skill set would be exactly what they needed to solve it.

And yeah, you there definitely was for the better of the case but was it for the better of him?

He had no idea what to do. You were mad at him. You weren’t answering his phone calls or his texts and he figured out that you heard the conversation and he gets that maybe calling you a grandmother was wrong, but really what did he do?

He knew he missed you. He missed being able to rant to you, and you consoling him. He missed the movie days you guys had...but he could watch them on his own...right? He could figure out his own problems...he didn’t need anyone to help him. Especially not you. Not someone getting upset about the smallest of things.

That was so rude of you. Why would you ignore him? Why wouldn’t you reply to his texts are calls?

He thought that that was pretty selfish of you.

And yeah sure, maybe calling you clingy was a lie but was that really something to ignore him over? To throw it all away for?

Should've been adjusted to my life, had the opportunity to stay away for the last time...now you’re standin’ right in front of me. It hurts me to know that I lied. Tryna protect your feelings... you read in between the lines
Hope your heart has started healing

You arrived.

He saw you, bag over your shoulder, going straight towards Hotch’s office and ignoring him.

Not even a hello? Not a good morning? You hadn’t even looked at Emily or Morgan either. What had they done? What had he done?

From what he could tell you had been crying, but you covered it well. If it was anyone but him they wouldn’t have been able to tell but he could. Did you miss him too? Were you hurting?

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“Is something going on between you and Reid?”

Hotch was looking at you expecting an answer but you didn’t know what to tell him. According to Reid nothing had ever been going on.

“No. I’m really just trying to focus here.”

Hotch nodded. “Good.”

Truth is, it was very hard to ignore Spencer. He seemed so oblivious that it made you feel sorry for him. But you couldn’t. You wouldn’t feel sorry for him. He wasn’t the one crying his eyes out at night and cussing out rom coms when they came on the television.

And you could tell he didn’t feel the same. He didn’t look how you felt. He looked conflicted, but he didn’t look sorry or hurt. His normalcy pained you. Had you really meant that little? Maybe you were over exaggerating things. No. You deserved an explanation - but you weren’t ready to hear it.

A while ago...

“Okay Y/N cover your eyes!”

You giggled. “No, Spencer why?”

“Just do it! I promise you’ll like it.”

You were sat criss crossed on the couch and Spencer was behind you with something in his hands. Before you could look at it he told you to close your eyes and he hid it behind his back. You smiled and closed your eyes waiting for whatever the surprise was.

You felt his fingers move your hair out of the way and you felt a coolness along your neck.

A necklace.

“Okay open.”

You could feel him grinning. You opened your eyes and looked down at your chest. You nearly gasped. On the end of the necklace was a miniature glass sculpture. When you met at the museum you told him that they were your favorite.

He remembered.

You held it in your hand and turned around to kiss him. He was a bit surprised but held your face in his hands and kissed you back.

“L/N!” You were snapped out of your head. “Are you alright?”

“Yes, I’m fine. Sorry.”

The necklace. You can’t believe you were still wearing it. It felt like the only thing holding you together which was strange since glass was so fragile. The metal necklace part felt like it was burning you. The happy memory burned you. You took the necklace from under your sweater and ripped it off your neck. You couldn’t wear it anymore. It hurt you, but you couldn’t hold on.

Reality is kinda hard to face, like actual facts is for flat-earthers. Rains a requirement for flowers to grow, and pains a requirement for power to grow. It’s a miracle how one can change, from one what was just hours ago.

When you got home that day you were happy and running on adrenaline. Yeah, you had to see Spencer...but you helped solve a case. You helped save someone. It was tiring, and gruesome just like what Spencer said but the feeling you get after helping someone? Unexplainable.

After changing out of your work clothes and into some jeans and a shirt, you’d thought you’d treat yourself to dinner. Maybe that would help you forget. Forget and move on. Besides, it was a nice little diner and you used to be a regular. You had wanted to bring Spencer but he never wanted to go. He never wanted to go out.

His loss.

When you got there the familiar scent of vanilla and cinnamon wafted through. You had missed this. When everything was so simple and uncomplicated. When you could be you. Not wondering if today was the day Spencer would decide to come over or not. Or to even call. You could finally breathe. You weren’t in your stuffy apartment. You weren’t in a Spence filled work place. You were where you considered home in a city away from it.

“Y/N, hey!” Em the waitress called you over. You would consider her a friend. You two had always talked when you came through.

“Hey!” She went in for a hug and you hugged her back.

“Where have you been?”

You sighed. “Busy.”

She nodded. She understood. From there she asked you where you wanted to sit. You were just going to request the counter since you were alone, but when a little boy came up to you yelling your name, and wrapped his arms around you...you didn’t have the time to answer. It was little Jack.

“Hey buddy!” You hugged him back.

You looked around for Hotch. What a coincidence. He smiled and waved you over. You and Jack walked over to the booth and Hotch stood and hugged you. “I’m so sorry about Jack.”

“Oh no, it’s fine!”

About two years ago Hotch hired you to babysit Jack every once in a while. You needed the money. You were making enough from the paintings you sold but you needed more to finish college and save up. You weren’t going to some big expensive college or anything but still.

A little while later you met Spencer and it just became and inside joke.

“Would you like to eat with us?” Hotch asked.

“I don’t want to intrude Hotch...”

“Aaron.” He corrected while smiling. “Please, join us.”

And you did. You ate dinner with Aaron and Jack and you were having fun. This past month you had been moping around feeling sorry for yourself but you were actually happy. There was still that pain in your chest, and a part of you that longed to call Spencer and talk to him - but you wouldn’t. You couldn’t.

After dinner Em invited you to go clubbing with her on Saturday. At first you were going to turn her down but you thought...why not? You didn’t have to stay up waiting for Spencer to call anymore. You didn’t have to cook or plan to order in in case Spencer decided to stop by. You didn’t have any plans.

“Sure Em, I’ll be there.”

“Great.”

She walked behind the counter and looked from you to Hotch. Like a suggestive look. Like a “ask him too!” look. And you weren’t ready for anything, and wasn’t even sure if you liked Aaron that way, and you still were in a gray area with Spencer...but you thought it’d be rude not to ask.

“Aaron...”

He nodded, urging you to go on.

“Do you want to go with me Saturday? I mean...I don’t really want to be alone..Em has a girlfriend and it might be fun.”

He laughs and scratches the back of his neck. “Yes Y/N I’ll go.”

When you got home and ready for bed you had this weight in your stomach. There was a lump in your throat, and your fingers tensed. You thought about Hotch and it made you feel like you were cheating on Spencer. But you weren’t. You and Spencer weren’t together. There was no need to feel guilty.

He didn’t.

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That Saturday came soon enough and you weren’t sure if you were ready. Physically yeah, you showered and got ready...but emotionally? Mentally? Was this a date? Had you asked Aaron out? Were you ready for that? Had you moved on from Spencer? No, of course not. But Aaron wasn’t a distraction either. You could never do that to him no matter how bad you felt. Never.

Your doorbell rang and when you opened it you were surprised to see Hotch...not in a suit. It fit him and you could admit it...he looked...really good.

“You clean up nice.” You said laughing a bit to yourself.

He looked you up and down. “So do you.”

He looked a bit taken aback and you could see he was a bit flushed and that made you a bit happy. You liked giving people that kind of reaction. It gave you just a bit of confidence you needed. Especially tonight, where you’d try not to think about Spencer.

When you got there you were glad it wasn’t too busy. The music wasn’t that loud either and you were glad because then you got to dance without immediately getting a headache. Your first dance was with Hotch but then he saw one of his friends from college (he’s a lawyer now) and then started talking to him. You didn’t mind. You actually kind of liked being alone. It gave you you time to think. But not about Spencer.

No. Not tonight you wouldn’t.

You wasted too many tears on him to be thinking of him while you were supposed to be having fun. He didn’t deserve your thoughts. He didn’t deserve your tears. He didn’t deserve movie nights, or cuddles, or sex, or kisses, or waiting, he didn’t deserve -

Spencer.

Spencer Reid.

You thought you were dreaming, but you weren’t. He was just a little bit away from you with JJ on his arm. “Just coworkers.” You wanted to say it didn’t hurt you, you did, but your heart broke. In a million little pieces. Had he not want to get serious with you because he was in love with her. It makes sense, everything about that makes sense but it didn’t hurt any less. It didn’t make the tears in your eyes stop, it didn’t make the ache in your chest dim but at least it made sense.

Know it hurts to see the truth in your face, circumstances bring you down to your knees. Go on and cry an ocean, but don’t drown in it. Enough to put your heart at ease. Oh don’t lose your self esteem. I apologize for being a man. It’s way harder than what it seems.

You grabbed your bag from Hotch and told him you needed to go outside for a minute. He asked you if you wanted him to go with you but you needed to be alone. You wanted to be by yourself to fight these tears. You couldn’t cry in front of him.

He gave you his coat which was much too big but still appreciated.

Once you were outside you took your phone out to check your face. Your nose was red but the few tears hadn’t ruined anything. You were fine. You were going to be okay. Everything was alright.

Until it wasn’t .

“Y/N?”

Fucking Spencer.

You turned around to see Spencer Reid walking towards you with a confused look on his face.

“Hey.” he said. Hey? Hey?? What the hell were you supposed to say to that? Hey?

He cleared his throat. “Things are weird, right?”

“Weird?” you scoffed.

“Y/N, it’s been a month! I don’t understand what I did! You just stopped talking to me even after I tried to apologize! What more can I do?”

He stopped for a second, “Is that Hotch’s jacket?” He stepped forward to take a look at it but you flinched away. “Don’t tell me that’s Hotch’s -“

“You were hiding me Spencer. You said the equivalent to hanging out with me was of visiting a grandmother. You never wanted to hang out unless it was on your terms and you called me clingy and suffocating when I NEVER asked you for more. I NEVER went out of my way to ask you for anything and you treat me like this? Like I’m replaceable? After everything we’ve been through? After all we’ve talked about and experienced? What’s your excuse for that Spencer? What could you possibly have to say that would explain that?”

He opened his mouth and closed it again.

“If I were to have called you and said ‘Yup, everything is fine Spence we can go back to normal.’ It would have gone back to normal! YOUR normal! A normal where I’m hidden like a side chick but you get to be in public with JJ on your arm! Fucking JJ! And yeah, we never put a label on it but YOU made it clear that we weren’t to fuck other people. That was YOUR decision! She was the girl you said I didn’t have to worry about and here we are.”

Spencer was silent. He looked to the floor, and said nothing. His fingers ran through his disheveled hair and his lip was quivering.

“So this is because of JJ?” he asked.

“Fuck you.”

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He watched as you walked into the club and back out again with Hotch. Before you went in his car though you walked over to Spencer and put the necklace into his hand. Silently you walked over to Hotch and got in the passenger seat.

Spencer didn’t know what to do.

This was your necklace. He gave it to you. It was yours to keep. Yours to wear, cherish, and hold. Why would you give it back? It was supposed to make you happy and help you remember him. Instead it was in his hands unworn but the girl he had hurt. What was he supposed to do?

JJ found him outside but he said nothing to her the whole ride when he took her home. He was thinking about you. He was thinking about what you said. You were right.

When he got home he looked at the box of things you gave him. There were polaroid pictures of the two of you and he started shaking as he cried. What had he done? How could he have been so selfish?

You were right.

You were right.

Truth was he did like JJ, and he had been hiding you. He had been treating you unfairly. He had been a jerk and he had done every single thing you said he did.

He was all of the names you were calling him in your head.

Every single one.

He held the glass sculpture necklace in his hands and could feel his tears running down his face falling on it.

Even though he fucked up, and had something weird with JJ, he realized...he was in love with you.

Sometimes it's hard to face reality.

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literally wtf is this. what in the love triangles - anyway. ik you guys wanted fluff so...part 3? idk. should reader have a thing with hotch? should she choose hotch or reid?

feedback always appreciated. it pushed me to write this.

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[leossmoonn]

Congratulations! If I'm not a bother may I ask you for 🎁 with Klaus Mikaelson please? Um... I'm a hetero girl, she/her. I like rock and metal music, I'm completely oblivious to flirting and just clueless in romance. I also would never admit that I like someone. I'm a huge bookworm. My name's Diana btw, I almost forgot to mention it lol

thank you! and yes you can :) what a pretty name, btw hehe

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dear diana,

it has come to my attention that you like me, or rather, are in love with me. i must admit, i was a little surprised to hear since you’re absolutely oblivious to the romantic gestures i do for you. you seem to hate them and me, so, you can imagine how shocked, but also overjoyed, i was hearing that you like me. and before you ask who told me, it was rebekah. you two can fight over it later, but now, continue reading my letter as i bet you’d want to hear what i have to say.

you’re quite the girl, diana. first of all, your name is just gorgeous. you’re beautiful in your looks, too. you have a kind smile and care about people, you have patience and are grounded. i can’t understand how you stay calm, but, it makes me attracted to you all the more. you also listen to loud, heavy mental music while reading. i don’t understand how you do it. now, i like listening to rihanna and justin beiber while reading as much as the next person, but i much rather prefer listening to wordless music while reading. you, however, you’re a wonder to me, diana. you show up in new orleans, confident and not caring about what anyone had to say or do. you disobeyed marcel’s rules while also getting yourself out of the consequences with your smart talk. very sexy, i must say.

now i bet you want to hear why i’m actually writing this letter, right? well, i’ll bet it will surprise you also to hear i like you, too. well, more like love you. i’m in love with you, diana. with your smile, eyes, laugh, caring heart, intelligent mind, courageous and steady nature. i’m very thankful to have met you. i thank the stars for bringing you to new orleans because well, i believe you are the one for me. and trust me, i’ve met a lot of girls, but i have never felt what i feel for you, for them. so, why don’t you say i take you out on a date? we can get out of new orleans and go to where you want. and as usual, i won’t take no for an answer. let me show you how dating me will be the best decision of your life. i promise you won’t regret it, diana.

i’ll expect your answer by tomorrow evening. it has been lovely writing this letter, diana.

see you soon,

klaus mikealson

[theladylovingcrow]

New Places, Friendly Faces (Sanny) Pt 1

Author (As known on Various sites): Lady Lover- Rockfic, Luluthechoosingcrow - AO3, theladylovingcrow - Deviantart and Wattpad, @sammy_bluebells - Instagram, @imacrowcawcaw - main Tumblr, @theladylovingcrow - writing/art Tumblr, @insannywestan - Sanny shipping Tumblr

Fandom: Greta Van Fleet

Pairing: Sam Kiszka/Danny Wagner (Sanny), lil bit of Danny/Ronnie but he's quickly swept away with Sam

Length: about 2k

Warnings/Tags: Alternate Universe, Diner AU, No band AU, fluff, some angst, awkwardness, first dates, you know the ones where person A's date is failing and person B comes and sits with them, sorry i forgot what its called but that, hand holding, flirting, Sanny

Summary: Danny was nervous; he had been building up the courage for *weeks* to arrange a date, and now.... He wasn't quite sure what to think of the situation he found himself in. The night certainly wasn't going as he had expected it to - and his emotions had never ridden a roller coaster this fast. Hell, the beautiful angel holding his hand wasn't even the one he had arranged to meet 2 hours ago.

Author's Notes: I don't know what inspired me to do this but I'm very very happy with how it's turning out (and I've never written a longer-ish multi chapter story before, so this is interesting!) I would hate for Danny to not know the Kiszkas growing up, but hey I think I made their first meeting pretty damn cute!

Also, just FYI this is set roughly in late January of whatever year, so the twins are supposed to be 20, Ronnie is 18 I think, Danny just turned 18, and Sam is 17 (I think I did all the math right but idk) HOWEVER it wasn't until I finished that I realized I absolutely did not make their appearances congruent with what they would have looked like then.... Sam and Danny look like 2018 ish but the twins also look like their high school selves :( Idk sorry

Also, because Sam is 17, this will not be posted on Rockfic and will be marked as underage, though I'm not planning for it to get dirty

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Danny had been taping his foot for the past fifteen minutes.

He usually didn't do that, it wasn't his nervous tick of non-choice, but Michelle hadn't showed up yet, and it was nearing eight.

Checking his watch, Danny watched the hand tick to 7:58 and then looked up, peering around the restaurant he was in.

Diner, he corrected himself. It was a homey, 1960's American diner, a little more exposed timbers and bear carvings than checkered tiles and jukeboxes, but that's what you got in Michigan. The building was low and sturdy, a log structure with a river rock chimney over the grills in back. Every single wall was decorated with various signed pictures of celebrities that had passed through, local newspaper articles about Gerald and Fern's Homestyle Grill, old handsaws, vintage pop signs, and a million other trinkets and posters chosen by the owners (Gerald and Fern, he assumed, though they'd probably passed on considering how old the place looked to be).

It was a nice restaurant, Danny thought; the atmosphere was welcoming and calm despite the occasional clamor from the kitchen, and the decor was very interesting to look at. Plus, the waitress that had directed him to a window booth and brought him some water was just gorgeous.

'Don't think that! You're on a date, idiot' Danny scolded himself,  shaking his head. Well, he was technically waiting for the date to start, seeing as she hadn't showed up yet. But, he still shouldn't be admiring another girl like that when his wasn't there - that would just make him an asshole.

But maybe Michelle was a little bit of an asshole because she said she'd meet him at 7 o'clock and it was now 8:06- 'Stop. It.' Danny scolded himself again, mentally smacking himself upside the head.

'Didn't your mother ever tell you to assume the best of people?' One voice asked.

'Of course!' Another Danny answered.

'Well, then, she probably got stuck in traffic, or her dog threw up in her car, or she hit a bad pothole, or her mom made her go to the store, or-'

'Okay, I get it! She probably doesn't mean to be so late,' Danny conceded, concluding the conversation he was having with himself. Maybe the waitress was right and he had been sitting there by himself for a little too long.

Of course, being the nice girl she was, the waitress - Ronnie her name was Ronnie - had stopped by periodically whenever she had a minute to chat with him or finally bring him some coffee after he had given in to the craving.

Danny looked down at the small bouquet wilting on the table and sighed. Looked like this date was a bust, just like the few others he'd attempted, and he'd actually been very excited to see her. In fact, it was Michelle who had suggested this Gerald's Grill when he had shyly asked her out in Biology.

He had finally made up his mind to just stop wasting Ronnie's time and go home when a group of boys came trouping in, wet from the snow but in exuberant spirits and, apparently, "In great need of some refreshment, Ronnie dear!"

That made him want to pack up and get out even faster because, honestly, he didn't need any more knowing looks or judgement right now, but the last boy to walk in made him freeze with his coat halfway on.

The kid looked about Danny's age, roughly the same height but a whole lot skinnier. He had on skin tight jeans, scuffed hiking boots, and a red woolen coat. When he turned to talk to Ronnie, Danny could see the Tom Petty hoodie beneath the jacket and some silver necklaces.

'Nice,' he thought, 'seems like a cool guy: good taste in music and fashion.'

Also, 'Fucking gorgeous'.

What made him pause his leaving, though, wasnt the guy's body but his face - his sculpted brows, insanely high cheekbones, pink lips, and long lashes; all framed by the healthiest looking head of hair Danny had ever seen, second only to his own, or possibly one of the guy's he had come in with (the one who yelled for Ronnie) that had rather impressive, long curls styled to look like 70's mutton chops. There was something naggingly familiar about his features, but Danny couldn't place it.

Ronnie rolled her eyes and pointed the group of boys to a large table in the Eastern corner of the diner.

She snagged some menus and followed behind them, though another guy, this one also with long hair (he was having some competition here) grown out Justin Beiber style (okay, maybe not) said; "We don't need those, Ronnie, I'm pretty sure Sammy here has the whole menu memorized by now. Right, Sam-a-lam-a?"

The intruiging boy nodded, starting to recite off what sounded like a very accurate, detailed account of the diner's menu, prices and everything. Danny was surprised at the slight raspy, smokers quality of his voice, but it was pleasant, in a way.

After the fourth item or so, Ronnie stopped "Sammy" with a swat to the shoulder, shaking her heading and muttering "stupid genius" under her breath. He grinned up at her, wiggling his eyebrows and asking for a round of Vernors, pretty please, Ronnie-kins.

Holy shit, they were siblings! That's what had been buzzing at the back of his head for the past couple minutes; those mouths and cheekbones, seductive eyes, that lovely hair. The guy was Ronnie's brother (and no wonder he was so beautiful then).

Squinting, Danny watched the party in the corner. Two of the other guys, 70's hair and Justin Beiber (though he felt bad calling him that since he seemed cool and, hey, he'd  had the same 'do when trying to grow his out) were laughing at something Ronnie said, leaning on each other and behaving the exact same way, down to their blinks.

Twins! Danny could tell because he had two cousins, also twins, that acted exactly like that. Wait, though.... they looked awfully similar to-

More siblings?! Jesus, how many kids did this family have? He hoped the four were all, for the sake of their parents.

He guessed that the twins were a little older, so either "Sammy" or Ronnie had to be the youngest, though they all looked awfully similar in age.

'Seriously, how do their parents handle that?' Especially with the attractive, flirty twins, beautiful daughter, and the super smart supermodel - it had to be several handfuls raising a house like that. Danny suddenly felt a bit more sympathy for his parents, even with just having to deal with him and his little sister.

Ronnie sashayed away, calling over her shoulder for the boys to keep it down. They all hooted and hollered in response, seeing as Danny was the only other patron to bother at the moment.

Danny slowly sat back down, curious as to what interesting conversations he would hear from the group. The twin with curly hair was currently talking to a larger guy on the other side of the table about the "carefully curated sensuality" of Led Zeppelin's Prescence, which alone made him want to stay.

Not to mention, he could continue to observe the hot guy that was immediately fascinating him like few people did. Danny wasn't deluded enough to think it was love at first sight - though it was definitely a fair amount of lust - but there was something about the other boy that made him want to track his every move down to the blinking of his eyes.

"Woah there, creepy much? Chill out, he probably doesn't even like guys anyways," Danny muttered to himself, hoping that his staring wasn't obvious enough to make "Sammy" aware of it. He loved to people watch - and admire, but hated the uncomfortable confrontation of acknowledging that he had been doing so.

Supermodel boy twisted in his chair, looking at one of the many things on the wall - though it made Danny's breath catch because, could he tell? - when he caught Danny's eye. He smiled at Danny, making him smile a little tightly and nod in return.

At that moment, Ronnie came out of the back with a platter of glass pop bottles and a notebook tucked into her apron pocket, using her hip to close the swinging half-door to the area behind the counter. She smiled at Danny as he passed, murmuring a soft "I'll be right back with you," before continuing on to her brothers' table.

Gorgeous boy laughed - a surprisingly obnoxious, though maybe endearing, braying one - and reached out a fine boned hand, plucking a bottle from the tray before she could set it down. He took a long swallow, throat visibly working and eyes half closed, head tipped back. Danny quickly averted his own eyes unless he started drooling onto the tabletop.

Ronnie came over to him after a minute, refilling his coffee and insisting that she get him a piece of pie, on the house. He didn't have the heart to tell her no, not after more than an hour of sitting there pitifully, and especially not now that he knew her gorgeous brothers (or at least one of them, the prettiest, too) knew he was there. It would be incredibly embarrassing for them to know that he was stood up and alone; Danny wanted to give off a good impression, for some reason.

Ronnie walked away again, hips swaying, and disappeared into the back. "Sammy" laughed at the table in the corner and Danny's eyes shot to him, watching how he played with his straw between those two pillowy lips.

He started sweating a little bit, considering who he thought was more attractive (not like either of them would be interested in him, but). Ronnie was curvy and kind and beautiful, but Sam was lean and charismatic and had the most lovely facial structure Danny had ever seen.

'Ugh, bisexual problems', Danny thought. No one else would have know what he was talking about if they were there, though, since he had never mentioned it to his parents nor his few friends.

He wondered, idly - because he really was out of their league and it would never, ever happen - what his family would think if he brought either of them home. Ronnie would be sure to elicit absolute delight from his mother after her admonishment for getting a girlfriend in the first place (despite the fact that he was allowed to do what he wanted now that he was 18, Danny's mom still saw him as her little boy). Ronnie's brother, he wasn't sure; it's not like they were homophobic, but Danny was certain that him bringing home a guy out of nowhere would be quite the shock.

They'd warm up to Sam (he didn't want to call him "Sammy"; it felt too familiar to he polite, though he did like that), he was sure. His parents would be impressed by his intelligence and be charmed by his jokes, and tell Danny that they were glad he had found such a nice boyfriend.

Danny drifted off into a daydream of what it would be like to date Sam, to take him to family holiday meals and go out hiking with him and cuddle up on a late winter afternoon like this one. He rested his head on his hand, letting his eyes go unfocused as he envisioned the imaginary world in which he had an 11/10 boyfriend.

"Hey, I've got your pie. Mind if I sit and eat mine with you?"

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@satans-helper @okietrish @lazingonsunday @bigthighsandstupidguys @karrotkate @oblvions @lantern-inthenight @mountainofthefleet seriously PLEASE tell me if anyone else wants to be tagged in Sanny and I'll add it to my list because I guessed these peeps last time and got it right but I can't remember if there's anyone else

[ofblackskies]

Also my rules have been changed. I went into them to change one specific thing and along the way I completely forgot what it was and just ended up re-writing everything. They’re basically the same rules as before, I’m not mutuals only so if I’m not following you you can still feel free to send asks or reply to my opens. I won’t play with or follow anyone who uses Eminem or Justin Beiber as their fcs unless the majority of what they do is iconless. Sideblogs are ace and I love them, triggers will be tagged ‘blank tw’ and nsfw will be tagged ‘nsfw’ but let me know if there’s anything I don’t tag that you’d like me to. And if I’m doing something problematic, come to me directly via messages, don’t attack or point it out via comments on my posts or anonymously or otherwise through the askbox. My messaging is open to everyone. That’s basically it.

Oh, and I love you.

[owenandnoahtdi]

Top 10 TDWT songs

Hello everyone, I'm back to shove my opinion down your throat with my top 10 favorite TDWT songs.

World tour is one of, if not my favorite season of total drama. It focused on drama and challenge equally, gave us more devolpment on characters that desperately needed it, and gave us a great villain with Alejandro. But, its main gimmick was that every episode, the cast would sing. Now I want to say how risky this was. It would have been so damn easy to make these all sound like something from the Disney channel. But they didnt do that. Every song is unique, and I love all of them. Except for Boyfriend Kisser.

Before I start, I want to give an honorable mention to Sierras German song. Its a good song, but its not normally counted.

So, without further ado, here are my top 10 favorite... You know by this point.

10. Baby

Eat your heart out, Justin Beiber! Not only does this banger sung by Harold beat your shitty single by a mile, Harold actually put Effort into his. Moving on from the pretty boy bashing, Harold sings about his love for Leshawna, pouring his heart and soul into it, and its beautiful. Plus Justin's taborine dance was just so cute.

9. Oui, my friends

Probably the best thing to come out of Sierra. I should slap myself for saying that, but I'm not. In this song, Sierra sings about how she's been.... Betrayed I think, by Cody(even though that bot the case). The interaction between Seirra and Cody is mesmerisingly good. Plus the amazing convo between Owen and Noah was funny, giving the knowitall one of his many classic lines. But, the focus is mainly on sierra, and she does reapeat the same Crap over and over, only to end with the fact that she just wants to go outside. Kinda dumb, youre in the middle of a competition, not in a romance novel.

8. What's not to love

I live around the NY area, so I can confirm some of the statements are on point, or at least a bit exaggerated. But its a cartoon that's to be expected. Although a short song, clocking in at just under a minute, it provides a song that just screams NYC.

7. Eine keline

I never thought a song sung so quietly could be so enjoyable, but here we are. Sung in germany on a high mountain, the cast has to remain quiet to avoid an avalache. What follows is just basically a calming interaction with a big finish, courtesy of Tyler. He may have caused an avalanche, but when your braindead girlfriend finally remembers him, can you blame him for jumping for joy.

6. Come Fly With Us.

This song is a staple for World tour, and it shows. Giving each contestant a chance in the spotlight, this song sets up the tone for the season going forward. Some classic lines of the season come from this song. And yes, they're just reapeating the same thing over and over, but its the first song, so ill cut them some slack.

5. Condor

In one of the few songs where Cody actually gets to sing by himself, this songs gives off the... Wait, they were on Easter island? Hm. And Easter island is near Chile, according to Google. Then why does this song give off African vibes? Maybe cause the cast was in Africa last episode? I don't know. Its just a great song with great singers.

4. Sisters

Unpopular opinion I may have mentioned and forgot: Leshawna's dancing isn't that bad. Its not great but its not terrible. But onto the song itself. This song portrays Leshawnas character perfectly, dissing Alejandro, showing her love to Harold, and vowing her revenge. Again, another short one, coming in shorter then what's not to love at :53, its still packs a lot into those 53 seconds.

3. Her real name isnt Blainley

People. Its a Russian theme song, sung by Geoff, dissing Blainley, and strips down to his boxers. Need I say more?

2. Sea Shanty

Heather is right, this song is catchy. This song is full of great lyrics, fun beat, and it will be stuck in your head for a long time.

1. Oh my Izzy

This is an adorable song sung by Owen. I always loved the pairing of Owen and Izzy. A cute couple, even though it can sometimes get a bit risque. The great thing about this song is that its relateable. We've all been in Owens spot before, having just broken up with someone we love and missing them. Every word of it is heartfelt and the Jamaican beat tops it all off.

Well that's all for me. Bye!

[welcometothemusicandthemisery]

wait is Bad Guy actually about rough sex with older men? I know there’s that “I’m gonna seduce your dad” lyric but that only appears once and it’s really uncomfortable but I figured it was just an edgy lyric that wasn’t any different than a 12 year old threatening to “fuck your mom” on a videogame voice chat. If it actually is about rough sex then that’s very worrying, especially if it’s a minor and if it’s one that kids look up to.

Yeah there’s other lines like “bruises on both my knees for you” and “I like it when you take control I’ll be your animal” as well, which is quite concerning

And then I forgot to mention Justin Beiber, an adult collabs with her on this song as well

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Hi, I’m looking for any sterek fic where either of them (by preferably Stiles) have anxiety... lately I’ve been trying to deal with my own anxiety and it’s been bringing me down... thought reading some sterek might help. Thanks!

AND

xjustfandomx said:Hi my anxiety has been acting up recently and it’s made me cancel plans with friends because of panic attacks caused by me thinking about the worst possible things that can happen. I don’t feel like my friends and family understand can you rec some anxiety fics of Stiles with some supportive friends And family , preferably Sterek but honestly I don’t care as long as it’s fluffy. Thank you.

I’m sorry you’re struggling. Hopefully these help! - Anastasia

If Tomorrow Never Comes by gryvon

(1/1 I 6,713 I Explicit I Steter)

Stiles should know better than to trust an offer that seems too good to be true, especially when it comes from Erica. He’s supposed to be staying in Erica and Boyd’s apartment, not this stupidly ridiculous Hale Pack mansion with Sentinel Prime Peter Hale, who Stiles has an enormous crush on.

1. On the loose by brokxnharry

(1/1 I 11,394 I Teen I Sterek)

Stiles is a diagnostic genius but when it comes to Derek, all the medicine in the world doesn’t seem to help. Stiles seems to be failing in everything, being a husband, being a doctor, just - being.

Unsaid the Word by aerialiste

(2/2 I 20,696 I Explicit I Sterek)

Derek Hale, Stiles thought, indignant, was a goddamned scholiastic menace.

In which tenure-track Professor Derek Hale is polite and friendly to Stiles Stilinski, ABD, every year at the academic conference they both attend; and Stiles tries to be contented with pining after him—until after one night at a bar, far too many doubles, and some injudicious texting, thanks to his total inability to know when to stop talking, Stiles just may have ruined everything.

Only he saw. by obsessedbutonline

(28/? I 42,526 I Teen I Steter)

When the pack stopped telling him about meetings, Stiles laughed. It wasn’t surprising that they forgot to update his number when their phones kept getting destroyed by the monster of the week…right? They just forgot. That happened. All the time! Too often. When the pack stopped giving excuses for forgetting, a deserving prickle of fear and trepidation etched its way into his heart, making his usually cocky and brave smile falter and leave. Only when they weren’t watching. When they went out of their way to stop him going to meetings, he stopped smiling altogether. Only where they couldn’t see. But it’s fine, right? He was part of a family that loved him and just wanted to keep him safe…right?But when Derek used the door instead of the window to get into Stile’s house, as small and insignificant a fact that may be, he accepted that something was wrong.

We’re Just Broken by jazzstille

(11/11 I 100,440 I Not Rated I Sterek)

Stiles always knew his days were numbered. I mean, what do you expect from a teenager with dementia, right? But his days become more numbered than ever when after finding out he has cancer, that he wants no stone unturned, especially with Derek. As he ties up the loose ends before the last of his days, he is also helping a young werewolf they recruited to the pack learn his way, and also insuring that his missing piece from the pack will be replaced.

The Undisclosed by Taila_Tai

(26/26 I 101,431 I Teen I Sterek)

For once the pack doesn’t panic when a new hunter arrives. The gleefully sadistic man has labelled himself a collector of all things rare in the supernatural world and wants one of the rarest creatures; a werefox. Content that the pack is safe, the wolves focus on why their human member is acting so strange, ignoring the fact that Stiles only started once learning who the man wanted… 

What We Called Love by jadore_hale

(8/8 I 105,140 I Explicit I Sterek)

He’d guessed that if Derek wasn’t paying him for the sex, then he was obviously paying him for the conversation. So Stiles made it a point to talk and never stop. Stiles rambled and Derek sometimes listened. Stiles shouted about X-Men and porn in fancy restaurants, and Derek sometimes grunted in response. Every now and then, Derek would even look up from his phone and make eye contact and blink, which Stiles would always take as a positive and real acknowledgment to his existence. And they never had sex. Not ever. No matter how badly Stiles wanted them to, and he wanted them to, oh so badly.

Stiles Stilinski has been Derek Hale’s sugar baby for the last three years, and just can’t understand why the man pays him so much damn money.

Or the one where Danny is Miley Cyrus, Dylan Sprouse, Justin Beiber, and Kanye West all in one.

Born to Make History by CharWright5

(18/19 I 149,100 I Explicit I Sterek)

Stiles Stilinski thought he was finished with figure skating for life. Until a video of him performing a routine by his childhood idol, Derek Hale, goes viral and the man himself shows up at Stiles’ family’s bed-n-breakfast insisting on being his coach.

AKA a Sterek/ Yuri!!! On Ice fusion that no one really asked for.

[erencollins]

((I left this post sitting in my drafts for such a long time, my friend tagged me in this but she deleted her blog and I forgot what the name of it was so now I can’t find it.... This is a long post, so I’ll leave all the info under the cut))

1. I have a lot of nicknames, so I’ll list them: “Eren-chan!” (Cue the poking/squishing of my face) “Kitty.” (I like milk and my head patted, so my friend made an association and it stuck) “Angry German Kid.” (Purely just an AOT reference and used whenever I’m grumpy) “Mobu.” (Used whenever I act cute??? Since I sometimes comb my hair down and I look like Mob) “Light.” (I’ve been called this multiple times whenever I want my hair out of my face and I swish it over, like Light’s hair. This nickname might also be due to the fact I write really fast and a bit dramatically) ”Justin Beiber.” (We don’t talk about this one.) “My son.” (All my friends really, but mainly the three that make sure I don’t die on a daily basis) “Fun size.” (Everyone, since I’m short)

2. My eyes were bright green when I was a kid, but have become more brown/gold as I’ve gotten older. It depends on the light and colors around me, but they mainly look like a green gold.

3. Oh, this is where it gets fun. My hair color became a full-on debate in my English class once. One side was arguing my hair was brown and the other was saying it was black. Whenever there’s any light that’s not warm or direct, my hair looks black, otherwise, it looks brown. I’d just call it a dark brown to make things simple.

4. I play volleyball. My number is 21 and I’m a libero.

5. Light blue, but I like all colors depending on the hue and other colors used as well.

6. Buffalo Park in Flagstaff, Arizona. It’s amazing at night. I mean-

It’s fucking beautiful. But I guess the town square (Also in Flagstaff) is my favorite day place. They’ve got a burger place, a rib place, a junk shop, a tea place, an artist loft, a bookstore, a crepe window, a sushi place, a rock shop, all sort of cool shit happens at the square. I got to hold a cockatoo there once.

7. I don’t really like celebrities but I guess it’s a tie between Steve Martin and John Mulaney. They’re both hilarious. 

Steve Martin is an older actor, with his peak in the 1970′s. For him, I recommend Trains, Plains and Automobiles, The Jerk, The Three Amigos and The Pink Panther. 

John Mulaney is an iconic standup comedian that can be found in many different meme formats and is know across fandoms for his famous “The one thing you can’t replace” standup act. For his routines, The Salt and Pepper diner is a must, Asian American Women, Delta Airlines and Whiskey or Perfume.

8. Oh god, not this. I really don’t know what my favorite animal is, I’m a nature child, growing up watching Zoombafo and Wild Kratts. I like any type of cat and dog. Grey wolves, Fennic Foxes and Cheetas have always been close to my heart.

9. I change my fave songs frequently, but I really like Get your Kicks on Route 66 a lot (Okay, now y’all can call me old). It’s such a catchy tune and I love this one cover:

10. Not manga wise: “Carry On, the rise and fall of Simon Snow” and “No.6″ Carry On is basically Harry Potter but gay and with more vampires. No.6 is like the Hunger Games, but WAY FUCKING BETTER, SUCK IT UP YOU WEAK BITCH KATNISS. Also, cutie albino boy with haughty Tsundere is *kiss*. Manga Wise: DEATH NOOOOOOOOTE (Y’all knew this was coming) and No.6 (since it’s also a manga, all the adaptations are great). I’m going to add Nabari No Ou onto the list as well since that one made me cry my eyes out, but it’s so good. This small, indifferent child that has the most powerful secret art, runs off (multiple times) with his at first enemy, now boyfriend that’s slowly dying from the art he uses. It’s just emotional, powerful shit with lots of LGBTQ characters.

Oh god, I’m done. That was a long post. I’m tired, it’s 1 am. I need to sleep. I guess I’ll tag... @lallorona04, @shintaro01, @mihaelkeehl, @translightyagami, @trans-l-lawliet @misas-biggest-fan, @kiranatrix and @ghostoftasslehoff. I hope no one minds me tagging them!

[persephones-journey]

Hey Rollins, you forgot the most important nickname that the fans graced you with...

Justin Beiber.

Oh, and Sell-Out.

[plaidstiel-wormstache]

Christmas Radio

Christmas Challenge: This one was requested by @outofmymindbackin5 with DeanxReader and the song: Under the Mistletoe by Justin Beiber AN: So I accepted this and then realised it was Beiber ... I’m not his biggest fan by far, but I think I’ve done well, put that aside and made a cute little ... drabble? It’s a hint at a future Dean x Reader, but not necessarily together in this. No beta for this one - all mistakes are my own.

Dean pulled out of the motel parking lot, pointing the headlights back towards Lebanon. Towards home. Sam settled down further in the front seat, scrolling through a book he’d downloaded on his ipad. YN was sitting in the back seat, as usual, staring at the three percent battery life left on her ipod. She knew she should’ve brought extra charger, Dean always forgot his. She sighed loudly and folded her arms over the front seat, perching her chin on them. “Dean?” She tried for sickly sweet, receiving an all knowing hum in reply. “Can you turn on the radio?” Sam turned his head, watching as his older brother reached to the panel and turned the dial without taking his eyes off the road. Classic rock tunes wafted through the speakers, low enough not to annoy Sam, loud enough to hear clearly.

YN sat back into the worn leather, chewing on the inside of her cheek as she watched the lamp posts flicker by. Another two songs went by before YN spoke up again. "Dean?" "Hmm?" He hummed again. “Can we- can you change the channel?” YN sunk down in her seat, almost like a child knowing she’d pushed too far. “What happened to your ipod?” Dean asked, sounding more like her father than a friend. "It died." YN argued, sitting forward again. "Why didn't you charge--" "Because you didn't bring your charger." YN spat.

Although Sam hadn't turned to watch the match between the two, his eyebrows had shot up as he listened. "Fine." Dean conceded, knowing she was right. "Thank you." YN forced out, crossing her arms over her chest.

Sam’s eyebrows slowly lowered as he let out a low whistle, receiving a severe glance from Dean. The older Winchester spun through the stations. “Stop!” YN smacked at the hunter’s shoulder. “This’ll do." Dean took a deep, strained, breath and let it out slowly, making a mental note to buy another charger for travel. YN leaned into the door of the impala, humming along to the christmas song that was currently playing, lost in the flurry of snow that had started outside.

"This is festive." Sam said under his breath, riling up his brother. "Shut it." Dean breathed through gritted teeth. "You looking forward to Christmas, YNN?" Sam asked, keeping his eyes on Dean while he spoke up. "Christmas is my favorite holiday." YN said simply. "Why so?" Sam had lost interest in annoying Dean and was now attached to the conversation. "I'm not sure. It always has been." YN turned her attention to the taller Winchester. "I suppose, cause my parents always made it so ... magical." She shrugged and smiled at a memory. "What did they do?" Dean asked. Sam and YN hadn't realised he'd been listening.

"It was always exciting. Mom always had the decorations ready to set up after I got home from school on the first day of December. Dad and I always baked gingerbread for my friends and teachers the weekend before break. And two nights before Christmas we’d always go out and walk the neighborhood, looking at all the light displays, finishing with hot cocoa."

Sam and Dean both liked the idea of something as magical as her childhood, remembering the time Dean had snuck Sam out of wherever John had planted them to go and see the Christmas decorations at the mall and meet Santa.

"On Christmas eve I helped Mom make pudding, we opened one present each and even long after I'd learnt the truth about Santa, we still put out biscuits and milk, carrots for the reindeer. It was always a race to see who could take a bite of the biscuit first without being caught!"

"That's really nice, YNN." Sam offered, reaching over the back of the seat to squeeze her knee, noticing the few tears that fallen down her cheeks.

Dean had noticed too, he'd continued to glance at her in the rearview mirror throughout her story. Although her parents had died "natural" deaths, for a hunter that is, it was still a sore subject for YN.

The car fell into an easy silence, each hunter living their own Christmas memories. "This next one's for all the younger listeners." The radio host announced, going unnoticed by the three hunters.

"It's the most beautiful time of the year, Lights fill the streets, spreadin' so much cheer. I should be playin' in the winter snow, but I'ma be under the mistletoe..."

"Nope." Dean's sudden outburst shocked the others from their reveries. The older hunter quickly reached for the dial, but YN was faster, smacking at his shoulder again, freezing him from turning off the station. "Leave it. I like this one." She stated. "But it's a..." Dean's words faded into a groan. "It's young Beiber." Sam finished, equally disgusted. "But it's a Christmas song." YN whined, pouting when she saw Dean glaring at her in the rearview. It was silent for a while and finally Dean withdrew his hand from the dial.

"Thank you." YN squealed, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to Dean's ear, missing his temple, and missing the blush that rose from where her lips had just been, heating his face.

Sam stared at Dean, waiting for his brother to finally glance his way, conveying the message clearly through a single stare, ‘tell her already’.

YN began to sing loudly and off key, making Dean smile and Sam sigh dramatically, returning to his book. "Word on the street Santa's comin' tonight. Reindeer flyin' through the sky so high. I should be makin' a list I know, but I'ma be under the mistletoe".

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ITube, WeTube, YouTube

We are back with yet another Social Media Switch Up! Anyone else remember the “baby got blood” or “funny baby haha” or “women drivers in action” or “Harry Potter Puppet Pals” or even “Charlie the Unicorn”, videos from YouTube or am I dating myself? As I searched for the links to these videos, I found myself opening deep memories from my childhood that part of me forgot existed. These (very strange) videos are the YouTube I grew up with. While everyone else was delving into the rabbit hole, downward spiral that is YouTube, these were (and honestly, to this day still mostly are) all I knew of YouTube, thanks to my older cousins. 

I always loved the Harry Potter Puppet Pals, despite never actually seeing or reading Harry Potter (shocking, right?!) because my family is so large that my cousins, sister, and I, would all willingly take a part and memorize it. We would just recite the skits until our parents and grandparents were so annoyed with us repeating the same thing like a broken record that they made us go outside and play. Strange childhood, I know. But this is where my YouTube knowledge stops. Yes, of course, I will occasionally go on to find a song, but that is what Spotify is for. 

Incase you hadn’t guessed by now, this week’s Social Media Switch up is dedicated to YouTube, yet another platform I know almost nothing about. So now, let’s expand my knowledge and dive into the research of what YouTube actually is.

Surprisingly, the YouTube community is not at all what I had expected. I was expecting it to be teenagers looking for stupid videos as it was when I was growing up. According to Omnicore, the fastest growing demographic of YouTube is the 35+ and the 55+ age groups. Additionally, the millennials prefer YouTube to television in a 2:1 ratio. This to me is less surprising since millennials are known for wanting to save money while simultaneously multitasking, despite their bad rep. Put on something free instead of paying for cable? Yes, please!

Something interesting to me is that the Ads displayed by businesses are almost always for something virtual, very rarely do you, or at least did I, see an advertisement that was for something physical. The brands advertising were aimed at improving grammar, avoiding plagiarism, online school programs, etc.,. Now of course this could just be the ads targeted toward me, a student, now taking virtual classes, but even thinking back, I don’t recall ads ever actually being for a physical product, other than the fast food industry. Even when I would glance at YouTube for music prior to being a student again, the Ads I remember seeing were always service based not product based. It isn’t just me though, even in terms of video content produced, YouTube is overwhelmingly Media based and not necessarily product based. 

Image taken from: Tubular insights

Data aside, I think that my two of my favorite, newfound YouTube facts that I learned strictly from investigating this platform for the means of this assignment are:

1) As a firm non-Belieber, I really appreciated the fact that Justin Beiber’s song “Baby” has over 11 million dislikes (and counting!) 

2) Psy’s “Gangnam Style” gained so much popularity so quickly it actually broke YouTube’s video counter.