kibsscribs:

The Sohoku Anime Club, or the AU in which Onoda gets everything he wanted.

I may or may not be planning more of these… (hint: I am)

darlenesnk:

When your otp doesn’t become canon.

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tamagohan:

Because everyone loves Gou-chan :)
ふりーまんがログ by ひさと
T/L : tamagohan
Never remove source! Go rate and bookmark the original work. ^^

tamagohan:

Because everyone loves Gou-chan :)

ふりーまんがログ by ひさと

T/L : tamagohan

Never remove source! Go rate and bookmark the original work. ^^

racyue:

I don’t care about Free!ES angsty drama when I have Future Fish Cafe AU with the working husbands MakoHaru !!

gallifrey-feels:

juicyjacqulyn:

tastefullyoffensive:

[thegentlemansarmchair]

as a Canadian, I can say with 100% honesty that this is accurate

the fuckers have literally chased me down a fucking street
take your geese back, canada

gallifrey-feels:

juicyjacqulyn:

tastefullyoffensive:

[thegentlemansarmchair]

as a Canadian, I can say with 100% honesty that this is accurate

the fuckers have literally chased me down a fucking street

take your geese back, canada

its-saya:

MAKOTO PILLOW GIVEAWAY.
You spend to many lonely nights dreaming about Tachibana?
Now you have a chance to hug his soft (too soft) body every night and wake up with him by your side every morning!
Maybe you want to take him to the pool or beach? Here are two sides of Makoto, for you particular situations!
And just look, he has some long and sweet thing in his hands for these hot days!
So all you have to do is:
1) reblog! No follow needed
2) do it as many times, as you want!
3) open your ask box
4) wait till 25 September!

Thank you for being with me!
And yes, I had so much fun writing this post :DD

yijitumbles:

bleep0bleep:

yijitumbles:

Dedicated to bleep0bleep because she’s an absolute angel who always spreads good cheer by writing people little adorable wonderful ficlets and gosh, every time I read something she writes it makes my face do goofy things ♥

Just imagine Derek getting stuck in his wolf form and having none of his human inhibitions and stuff, but his wolf still remembers his crush on Stiles so he cuddles Stiles’ hoodie and gets stuck in it because the scent is so comforting, and all the other werewolves are like ehehehheehe and stiles is like ????

Yeah, I love drawing Wolf!Derek a lot. (look out for this coming out on a mug soon at my Society6 store!)

"So what is it…he just can’t shift back?" Stiles asks, as the wolf bounds out of Scott’s mom’s car, making a straight headline for— wow, that’s interesting. Stiles pets Derek’s fur awkwardly as Derek noses at Stiles’ knees, sniffing happily.

"Yeah," Scott says. "The witch got him stuck in this wolf form. It’ll be awhile, but Deaton said the spell will wear off."

Derek’s tongue lolls out of his mouth and he pants excitedly, and then jumps up and licks Stiles right on the face. “Um, did they do something else to him too? I kind of thought Derek as a wolf might just like, brood wolfily in a corner or something.” 

Scott sighs. “I think the spell was supposed to remove all your inhibitions and defenses, take all the fight out of you I guess. They were aiming it at me and Derek pushed me out of the way.” 

"Ah," Stiles says.

"Watch him for awhile, he’s really vulnerable right now," Scott says. "I need to go find the rest of the coven before they do anything worse."

Scott heads back to the car, and Stiles yells after it, “What am I supposed to do, play fetch?” 

Derek runs into the house, yipping gleefully. 

He’s everywhere, a black furry ball of motion, sniffing everything excitedly, running up the stairs and then back down, circling around Stiles’ legs until Stiles follows him to his bedroom. Derek leaps onto Stiles’ bed, rolling around, tongue hanging out.

"You look absolutely ridiculous," Stiles tells him, and Derek just pants, mouth hanging open in a wolfy grin. 

Stiles’ lacrosse hoodie is on the bed from where he chucked it off earlier, and Derek noses at it, making a delighted noise, and then rubs his face against it, his head pushing it. Stiles watches in amazement as Derek — there’s really no other word for it— cuddles his hoodie, rolling around with it, contentment written all over his furry face. Somehow Derek manages to get inside of it, head poking out of the hood and he just looks so pleased with himself. 

"This is just too cute, man," Stiles says, grabbing his phone to take a picture. He’s going to want all the evidence he can get of this ridiculousness.  

CRYING BECAUSE YOU WROTE ME A THING TO GO WITH THE THING