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shut up and grill:

gyzym:

nat: oh man, of course the sheriff reverts to bachelorhood as soon as stiles leaves the nest

gyzym: LITERALLY THE MINUTE HE LEFT

nat: YESSS ALL THE HUNGRY MAN MICROWAVE MEALS I CAN EAT

gyzym: I CAN LEAVE BEER CANS EVERYWHERE!!!!!!

gyzym: EVERYWHERE DO YOU HEAR ME!!!!

nat: I CAN LEAVE FISHING TACKLE OUT AND STILES WILL NOT STAB HIMSELF ON THE HOOKS

nat: TRULY THIS IS A PARADISE

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Yes. This. Mostly because I’m seriously disappointed in the lack of Derek/Sheriff fics. *stares at WIP folder*

Filed under teen wolf derek hale sheriff stilinski

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Why brain?

Idly thinking about how the Teen Wolf cast would do if reset into the mythos of Batman. You know, like you do when you’re in the shower and staring at the grout you really do need to clean while shampoo slides down your face.

See, Derek’d be a good Batman. No contest there. And Kate could be the Joker. Oh, and Scott would be Robin! But which one? Dick Grayson or Jason Todd? Both have their merits. And Isaac would be a Robin too, but again the issue is which one? The only thing that’s a given is that Stiles would be Tim Drake. But wait, the Sheriff would be Gordon, which would technically make Stiles the first Batgirl….

And that’s about the time —right when the damn shampoo gets in your eyes— that you realize your mind is out to get you. Because fuck the rest of that AU. Just fuck it.

Stiles is Batgirl.

And you’re going to reside in the fiery flames of hell until that gets written.

Filed under teen wolf batman stiles stilinski batgirl sobbing right now literally sobbing not sure if in pain or otherwise

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"No!" Ino screamed in frustration. "I don’t want to see another picture of your daughter! I don’t care how cute she is or how wonderful or how perfect she is!"

She’d had enough, no mission was worth this- this torture! Picture after picture. Album after album. All of a smiling little girl who really was a cute thing until you met her father. She was done with this. The man might have an open relationship with his wife, but Ino was no longer interested in getting close enough to him to see what info he’d let slip. For the sake of her sanity if nothing else.

The Village would just have to do without this mission. They’d understand. Really.

Filed under yamanaka ino maes hughes naruto fullmetal alchemist fanfic crossover because i really do like ino

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Aya sold off all of her furniture, gave anything she couldn’t fit into the duffel to Good Will, and bought herself a one way Greyhound ticket. California was the farthest she could get with them, and that would have to be enough for the moment.

Sitting on the bus she felt a little guilty. Maeda would call or Daniel would stop by, and she wouldn’t be there. There would be no message, no note, nothing left behind by her. She cared for her friends but-

"It had to be done."

Aya looked up, startled at the words she hadn’t spoken. The woman next to her smiled sadly, closing the book she had been reading since the bus left the station. “I’m sorry, your face is very eloquent.”

Aya wanted to be offended at this stranger sticking her nose into something that didn’t involve her, but she couldn’t. Any irritation she might have had disolved as she looked into the woman’s green eyes. They were ancient, full of sadness and determination, and Aya found herself believing that this woman could see right through her.

"We all have journeys we must go on. Quests if you like," the woman smiled as if she had said something funny. "The things we give up, the people we leave behind. Those are the prices we pay to go away."

Aya broke eye contact, looking out the window again as she felt her heart swell with the first pangs of loss. The fact that she had just left her friends, her life starting to sink in.

"But it’s worth it, in the end," a warm hand reached out and covered Aya’s. Warm and smooth and strangely electric as the woman continued, her voice holding a tint of weary longing, "because what’s at the end makes all of the sacrifices worth it."

They don’t speak again for the rest of the trip. Aya dozes off after a few hours, hand still being held by the woman. She wakes up an unknown amount of time later alone except for an oddly floral perfume.

Filed under aya brea himemiya anthy revolutionary girl utena parasite eve fanfic crossover because these women rock

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The door closed behind the Queens, sealing them in the chamber and away from the horde of diplomats and aides that where the ones really running the discussions. Basch stationed himself to the right of the door. Ashe had a habit of sticking to the walls opposite a doors hinges. It’s the same one Vossler had years ago, and Basch knows the sense in it.

A faint scuff draws his attention to the other side of the door.

General Beatrix mirrors his position. One eye fixed on the hall before them and hand casually resting on her weapon. They have not had the chance to talk yet, but he already knows a lot about the woman from the way she moves. She is, he thinks, a formidable soldier.

Basch turns his attention back to the crowded hall. He hopes that the outcome of this meeting will be favorable enough that he would not have cause to find out exactly how formidable.

Filed under basch fon rosenburg beatrix final fantasy XII final fantasy IX fanfic crossover because bamfs need to meet

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"Look, woman," Jyabura pushed the blonde’s hand away. Again. If his Gyatharin didn’t get so queasy over a little blood he would’ve ripped that hand off a while ago. "I said I’m not interested. Now fuck off!"

The woman pouted and crossed her arms under her breasts. The move pushed them up for better view and put more strain on her already tight shirt. Even if Jyabura wasn’t so in love with his Gyatharin he would’ve stared at that, but the move reminded him too much of Kalifa which effectively killed that interest.

"What are you, some cold fish?" the woman purred, leaning in again and letting her hand  run up his thigh. "You can’t be uninterested…"

A noise from the kitchen sent a jolt through Jyabura. The last thing he needed was to have Gyatharin see him letting some hussy feel him up. She was just starting to come around to him! He scowled and yanked the hand away. Again. This time he used the smallest fraction of his strength to crush the thin wrist.

"I said," Jyabura grinned viciously as the color drained from the woman’s face, "I’m not interested. Now fuck off or I’ll really hurt you."

Filed under jyabura yamanaka ino one piece naruto fanfic crossover because sometimes the sexpot move doesn't work