the idea of Derek going to prom with Stiles gives me all of the Queer as Folk feelings, and now I need a QaF AU for this pairing more than I need air
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

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the idea of Derek going to prom with Stiles gives me all of the Queer as Folk feelings, and now I need a QaF AU for this pairing more than I need air
So a friend of mine made this video for the new season of teen wolf, where Allison is basically the murderer where she has been taken over by the demon. *Insert badass Allison/Crystal here*
Prompts?
I'm a little bored and could do with some prompts :) They can either be original Ideas, or fandom related ones
Knock yourselves out
Trying to work out where your story is headed is one of the most difficult things. Seriously - do my characters want to get along and save some lives, or do they want to sassy bitch each other for hours?
There must be a balance somewhere
Cram your head with characters and stories. Abuse your library privileges. Never stop looking at the world, and never stop reading to find out what sense other people have made of it. If people give you a hard time and tell you to get your nose out of a book, tell them you’re working. Tell them it’s research. Tell them to pipe down and leave you alone.
Jennifer Weiner (via iamcharliesangel)
When an interesting story idea comes to mind
…but you’re already working on something:
I’ve been writing my story all my life, & even I can’t wait to see, how it ends.
Eventide (via ariaeventide)
I could write a poem, About everything you do, And all the things you’ve done for me, For the years all through.
I could write a poem, About everything you say, About all the times you’ve let me down, And taken my happiness away.
I could write a poem, Full of so many horrible...
You call that breakfast?
"Do you seriously expect me to eat that?" James demanded,
"It's a doughnut?" Michael replied confused, turning the iced bun over in his hand, causing a few sprinkles to fall off as James continued to glare at is as if personally offended him. "You like doughnuts." Michael continued, setting the bag of cakes onto the counter top, his brow furrowing as his confusion grew. James stood across from him in the kitchen, hands resting on his hips, on the outside of his pajama trousers.
"Not for breakfast." James replied.
"Don't be such a spoil sport." Michael replied with a grin, taking a bite out of the doughnut, eating it messily.
"You are a pig." James replied. His words sounded harsh, but the small affectionate smile that tugged at his lips gave him away, years of friendship taught you to notice the little things.
"Fine. I'll leave these here -" Michael said, gesturing towards the bag of iced doughnuts he'd placed on the counter, "-for when it is appropriate to eat them. But for now, I am going to the gym." He announced, giving James a bright smile and taking another bite out of the cake. He picked up his gym bag from the kitchen floor on his way out.
When he returned a few hours later, the kitchen counter was empty, a few crumbs the only evidence left behind. Michael smiled to himself before heading to the living room, where Jamie would no doubt be watching TV and complaining about the huge stomach ache he now had, most likely blaming it on his best friend. His smile didn't falter when a cushion was thrown at him, followed by a groan and muffled complaints. Instead he threw the cushion back laughing as he did so and ignoring the curses and promises that Jamie sent his way, saying he would never touch another doughnut in his life.
Until next time Michael brought home a tasty treat.
See prompt: Doughnuts
Surprise Books for Christmas Reading
My school's library set up a box with books in it, but the books were wrapped up so you couldn't see the type of book you were picking up was, it's genre or anything about it.
I decided to give this a go. The two books I ended up unwrapping were
Six days by Philip Webb
Where I belong by Gillian Cross
So that's two of the books I plan to read over Christmas. Neither of these are the type of book that I would normally read, but I look forward to reading something new.