#this got... really long

Yes! I was hoping someone would send them!

Coffee shop AU: Who is the barista, and who frequents the coffee shop?

Both are frequent customers, and their relationship starts when the shop is otherwise empty except for that one annoying customer and they give each other A Look and make faces at each other, trying not to laugh and piss off that customer even more. They definitely have a bet on when the two baristas end up together, completely oblivious to the fact that they and most of the regulars have that same bet about them.

Highschool/College AU: Who is the straight-A student, and who’s the backrow slacker?

Both have pretty good grades, but Allison is the one who actually studies regularly, while Stiles either doesn't care or pulls an all nighter the night before the exam.

Rivals to loves AU: Who takes their rivalry seriously, and who is half in it just to push the other’s buttons?

It depends on why they're rivals probably. But they're both ridiculously competitive over everything and push each other's buttons relentlessly. Everyone who doesn't know them is terrified.

Enemies to lovers AU: Which one switches sides?

Canon would suggest Allison, but I'm also too fond of good omens to not say they ditch the entire conflict and make their own side.

Soulmate AU: Who is eager to meet their soulmate? Who absolutely does not want to meet their soulmate?

Both. And neither. They want what it represents, they don't want the baggage that comes with it.

Allison is too much of a romantic to not want this, Stiles is ride or die for the few people he cares about, and he knows that his soulmate would be one of them, that they would do the same for him.

But Allison knows that even if she meets them in high school, her parents wouldn't care and they'd move again soon anyway, and her parents are soulmates, but it's not the fairytale romance she wants. Stiles parents were that couple, before his mom got sick and Stiles saw what it did to his dad, losing her. And he knows himself well enough that he knows he couldn't handle losing his dad or Scott, much less the person he's made for.

Single parent AU: Which one is the single parent? (Alt. if they’re both single parents: Which one is open to starting a new relationship from the start? Which one is never planning on finding love again… Until they meet the other and are instantly smitten?)

I— can't actually picture them as parents together. Friends to accidental parents to lovers? Sure.

But if I had to? Stiles has a just old enough to start archery daughter, and Allison becomes her teacher.

If they both have kids? The kids met at preschool, and immediately decided that they were best friends, and stallison spend a lot of time together by proxy. Stiles' ex left him soon after his kid was born, Allison moved into town because hers left her not too long ago. So Stiles is used to being the only parent/to not have to factor in anyone else when making decisions, Allison isn't going to put either herself or her kid through having someone else leave them again, so both are against starting a relationship.

Doesn't stop them from becoming friends, though. Or the kids from having a lot of play dates/sleepovers. And it becomes natural for one of them to pick up both kids after school, and plan most day trips together, and do start co-parenting to some degree without ever acknowledging it.

Everyone's happy, they have each other's keys and live close enough that it's not completely uncommon for either of them to just let themselves in (because someone can't remember where he left his stuff. Stiles would like to state for the record that Allison was the one who started it.)

Nothing hurts, they're one happy family, until Allison's kid ends up in the hospital and only family is allowed to see them, Stiles kid is with the sheriff, and Stiles hovers uselessly in the waiting room, because they're his family, dammit. And he want this, them, for as long as they'll have him.

They've known each other for over a year, and probably do something impulsive like get married as soon as her, their, kid is okay again, before they even had their first kiss.

Doctor AU: Which one is the longsuffering doctor? Which one is the patient?

Human AU, Stiles is obviously the one who comes into the ER at least twice a month with increasingly weird injuries, and Allison's the amused, and slightly worried, doctor.

Hunter/Stiles finds out AU, Allison ends up in the ER after a hunt, Stiles is there for Melissa/other job because I can't imagine him as a doctor, and somehow starts talking to her to avoid his responsibilities. Allison has a concussion/is on too many pain meds and can't really think coherently, and tells him what really happened. Stiles doesn't believe a word but is entertained, has to leave eventually, Chris picks up Allison. Until Stiles gets chased by that same monster, gets rescued by Allison and has an oh fuck moment.

Bodyguard AU: Who is the bodyguard? Who are they protecting? Which one is secretly pining for the other?

Stiles is the bodyguard, but it's Allison who kicks the bad guy's ass at the end. Stiles is probably also the one who is slightly drugged and makes hearteyes at Allison for the entire way home. Allison is the one who secretly pines for him because he doesn't just see her as Chris' daughter (or worse, Gerard's granddaughter) who needs to be protected at all cost (idk I'm picturing human AU in which the Argents are wealthy and relatively well known => threatened a lot, but Allison still doesn't know much about what they actually do) but rather her own person. Who can kick his ass. Allison is still either into weapons or martial arts, and they have a sparring-session-turned-love-confession post kidnapping.

Pirate AU: Who is the pirate? Who is the member of the royal family who did not sign up for this?

Allison is the princess turned pirate who just keeps accidentally kidnapping other royals. Well, the kidnappings are on purpose, that they all somehow end up joining her crew? Not so much. Stiles did not sign up for this but he's into it once he gets over the whole kidnapping thing.

(The crew Allison originally joined kidnapped and was trying to kill Lydia, so Allison got her out of there and they started doing their own thing. They were definitely dating at some point and this might turn into Stiles/Allison/Lydia. Isaac is there, too. Also Peter, because I love their dynamic. They're known for kidnapping royals, no one ever seems to recognize any of the crew.)

Childhood best friends AU: Which one was super obviously in love with the other the whole time? Who was oblivious until they were older?

Stiles. For both.

ahhh i love doing these! sorry it took me so long to reply, i was busy at work~

@rainbowrenjuns - wonwoo. meghan is usually quiet but intense when she’s involved with things. she’s also hard-working and determined when she’s passionate about something but otherwise pretty chill about everything else. she has lots of little personal hobbies too, kinda like wonu and his gaming, etc~

@sooncoups - hoshi with a splash of boo. sarah has an element of pure chaos that reminds me of hoshi in that you honestly never know what you’re getting with her. she can be totally savage like boo but also funny and sweet too. she loves her friends and attention in general, and she shows her appreciation in unique, lowkey ways like hoshi.

@hoshees - i agree with belle and would say minghao. extremely talented, dedicated, and hardworking, logan also has her own style that is distinctly hers -- similar to minghao and his fashion sense and painting style. friendly and outgoing but not in an overbearing way, similar to hao as well. i honestly couldn’t think of a better match :’)

@seokminseok - dokyeom. mo really reminds me of seokmin in that she’s so friendly and positive. she does selfless things (like run a fy blog for chan :D ) and seems to be friends with like everyone, which also reminds me seokmin!

@wonboowoo - i wanna say junhui with a bit of wonu~ kaitlyn has a lot of junhui traits in that she’s friendly and playful in a lowkey way, but she also has that dose of mellowness like wonwoo. she’s not pure lightheartedness like junhui, but she has all the nice laidback parts of junhui’s personality.

@kwibu - eve reminds me of mingyu! like she has the mature parts of gyu’s personality but also likes to joke and mess around with her friends like mingyu does with the other seventeen members. they’re both pretty mellow with a charming demeanor. like, you want to keep talking to her more :’)

@8eht - jeonghan! i feel like carrie is either off or on, similar to how jeonghan is either super friendly and charming and handsome or is mischievous and trickster-like. either way, it makes them both interesting and fun to talk or listen to, imo.

@cheolshu - shua with a dash of jihoon. i feel like mika has shua’s mellow, easygoing personality but has the hardworking and organized aspects of jihoon’s producer-like mentality. then there’s part of both jihoon and shua that’s a little meme-y that comes through sometimes :)

Matthew was against it from the beginning, something he made sure to point out later.

“Mary, I’m really not sure this is a good idea. I don’t know if my back is up for it, and even if it is…” he lowered his voice into the telephone, glancing around to make sure that neither his mother nor Molesley are in earshot, “I’m not sure any of our parents would be too pleased we’re going off on an all-day horseback ride alone.”

He could almost hear Mary’s eye roll over the phone. “Really, Matthew. It’ll be fine. Didn’t Clarkson say you could ride, as long as you’re careful? So we’ll be careful. And besides, if anyone asks, we’re going out to inspect some of the cottages further out on the estate. Papa will be delighted that you’re taking an interest in it, he won’t think on it anymore.”

Matthew sighed and shook his head. It was so hard to not give into his beautiful fiancee. “Alright. I’ll be up to the house in an hour.”

He sighed and put the phone back down on the receiver, setting off to find Molesley to change into something more suitable for riding.

An hour later he found himself in the stables, watching Mary get up on Diamond’s back as he waited for Lynch to saddle Osiris, the horse he was going to use for the afternoon.

“Interesting name for a horse,” Matthew commented, as Mary guided Diamond beside him.

“All of the horses have names from ancient Egypt. Just like the dogs. My father was fascinated with Egypt, and so he just kind of stuck with the naming trend eventually,” Mary explained.

“Except for Diamond?” Matthew took Osiris’s reins and carefully mounted him.

Mary laughed. “Diamond was my horse. I got her when I was eleven. And I insisted on having a horse named Diamond. My father tried and tried to convince me to give her an Egyptian name, but no, I was insistent on Diamond. So eventually he gave in.”

“Was eleven-year-old you very stubborn then?” Matthew questioned.

“Only as stubborn as I am now,” Mary easily replied.

They rode out onto the grounds of Downton, and Matthew had to admit, he was enjoying the freedom. Ever since he proposed to Mary, he felt that every moment he was with her was being watched. Either by her parents, his parents, or a discreet servant. He couldn’t remember a time since that snowy night that he and Mary had been really, truly alone.

The late February air still was chilly, but not unpleasant, and the trees were just beginning to barely bud. They would be beautiful in a few weeks, hopefully just in time for the wedding. The wedding… it was in just a few weeks and Matthew felt a thrill course through him as he thought about it

They started out slow, but gradually, both their horses picked up speed. Eventually, the trees were a blur, Mary skillfully weaving between them, Matthew not quite as skillfully.

It was fun, though, he had to admit. He had been concerned about his back, unsure of how the jolting of the horse would affect it, and also concerned about the fact that he hadn’t ridden for years, and even then, he hadn’t been particularly good at it. But it was going surprisingly smoothly, and Matthew found himself beginning to relax as they got further into the grounds.

They rode for two hours, enjoying the beauty and serenity of the day, until Matthew felt his horse jolt strongly under him. This was not like what it had been earlier, something was wrong. His hand went immediately to his lower back and he winced.  He tugged on Osiris’s reins, but every movement seemed to cause Osiris pain. “Mary, can we please stop?”

Mary pulled on Diamond’s reins and turned back to Matthew. “Of course, what’s the problem?”

Matthew frowned and slid off the back of Osiris. “I think something is wrong with him,” he said. “He jolted me very suddenly, and then he won’t really move.”

“Let me see,” Mary said. She noticed Matthew’s wince as his feet touched the ground. “Are you alright?”

“Jolted me a little, but I’ll be fine,” Matthew replied.

Mary didn’t look convinced, but she got off Diamond and went over to Osiris. She patted his mane and looked him over. “Are you alright?” she asked gently. She bent down to look at his legs.

“What if he kicks you, Mary?” Matthew asked, panic coming over him as he remembered stories of people killed by the kicks of horses.

“Osiris is the most gentle horse we have, that’s why I had Lynch saddle him for you,” Mary said. “He won’t kick me.”

She inspected all of his feet and frowned looking at one of his front feet. “He’s thrown a shoe.”

“What does that mean?”

“You’re not going to be able to ride him back…” Mary replied. She turned to him, and noticed he was sitting down, his back against a tree, legs stretched out, trying to find any relief. “Will you be able to walk back?”

“I will be, this should dissipate soon enough,” Matthew assured her. “It might take a while for us to make it back, though. Your parents will not be happy, and my mother won’t be either.”

Mary rolled her eyes and patted Osiris’ nose. “Oh Matthew, stop worrying. They won’t die of shock.”

He shook his head. “Perhaps not, but still…” He glanced up at the sky, frowning as he noticed that dark clouds were gathering. “It looks like it’s going to rain on us.”

“Lovely,” Mary replied sarcastically.

“I told you this was a bad idea.”

“Alright, this was a bad idea. Happy now?” Mary asked, annoyance rising in her voice.

“No, because we’re still stuck out here and it’s going to take us ages to get back and we’ll probably return soaked to families that are angry with us for worrying them because we were out here so long,” Matthew continued. The anxiety rising in his voice was subtle, but there.

Mary turned around and looked to him. “You know what, Matthew, you’re not being very helpful. At least do something, if you’re going to complain.”

“I don’t know what to do to be helpful!”

“You practically lived outside for four years, you should know how to do something!”

Mary turned around as soon as she said that, saw the haunted look on his face, and immediately regretted it. “I’m sorry, that was insensitive…”

He frowned. “No, you’re right, I…” He glanced around anxiously as he felt the first raindrops fall on his face. “And now it’s started raining. Lovely.”

“We should start heading back, then,” Mary said.

He pushed himself up from where he was sitting and took a few steps toward her gingerly.

“Are you alright?” she asked, her voice full of concern for him. She could see the tension in his face, and she was not sure if it was from physical pain or the memories she had just brought back up.

He nodded. “I’m fine, it’s getting better already,” he says. “Between me and Osiris though, it might take us a while to get back… we’ll be lucky if we don’t get hypothermia by the time…”

“Well, what do you suggest we do, then?” Mary interrupted.

“Look for shelter and wait it out. But I have no idea where we would find anything,” Matthew replied.

Mary looked around. “If my memory serves, there’s a hunting lodge near here. We’ve used it for luncheons during hunts a few times.”

“Any idea how close it might be?”

“We passed the bend in the creek about five minutes back. there is, or at least there used to be, a path from there to the lodge,” Mary said. “It shouldn’t be too far.”

Matthew took Osiris’s lead and gestured to Mary. “Lead the way, then.”

Leading the horses, they slowly made their way to the creek, then to the path that Mary had predicted would be there. Matthew was very grateful to see that, after a few minutes of walking, a hunting lodge indeed did come into view. “Is that is?” he asked.

“Yes,” Mary replied, quickening her pace. “Hopefully it’ll be unlocked but…” she walked up to the door and tried opening it. “Dammit.”

“Here, let me try,” Matthew said, tying Osiris to a post of the lodge and coming up the steps. He tried the handle and sighed. “Do you have a hairpin?”

Mary nodded, raising an eyebrow. She pulled one out of her hair and handed it to him. “What are you doing?”

He smirked and put the hairpin into the key slot. A minute later, he tries the handle and it opens.

Mary had to fight to keep her jaw from dropping. “How do you know how to do that?”

“Little army trick,” he replied, grinning at her. “Come on inside, then.”

Mary smiled back and followed him into the empty entry hall. “There’s no electricity in here, we ought to find candles before it gets dark.”

“Are we going to spend the night here, you think?” Matthew asked.

“I don’t know how long the storm is going to last,” Mary replied. “And I’d at least like to stay here to dry off. I’ll see if I can find some candles and matches. There might be some wood in the fireplace, we can get a fire going.”

Matthew almost laughed. “Do you know how to start a fire?”

“…no,” Mary said sheepishly. “But do you?”

“Lucky for you, I do,” he replied. “You’d have a better idea of where everything is than I do, you should look for candles and matches.”

Mary began to walk away from him when she noticed the worried expression on his face. “Matthew,” she assured, “everything’s going to be okay.”

He pressed his lips together. “We’re in an abandoned lodge in the middle of nowhere. Sure, you’re totally right, nothing bad could ever happen here.”

Mary rolled her eyes. “It’s not abandoned, my family owns it. We’ll be fine. Now, are you going to come?”

“No, I don’t think so,” Matthew replied.

She nodded and disappeared down a staircase at the back of the entry hall, presumably toward a kitchen. Matthew walked slowly down the entry hall, peeking into rooms until he found a drawing room. He sunk down into a chair and breathed a sigh of relief.

As much as he tried to hide it, his back was hurting. He didn’t want Mary to know, though, because she would blame herself when really, it was his decision to come out and ride. The cold wasn’t helping either, and he was already nearly soaked through, as the rain had picked up considerably while they walked to the lodge. Besides that, he was trying to ignore what Mary had said to him earlier. He forgave her, of course, but there was still a tension between them. Perhaps if he hadn’t complained so much… after all, he had gone along with her plan. And he had been an ass about it all. Of course he had. And now they were stuck waiting out a rainstorm, sure to face the wrath of their parents when they got back.

He was miserable at the moment, but maybe there was something good that could come of it. Something that would make up for him being an ass to Mary.

A realization struck him. This was his chance to spend time alone with Mary, with a guarantee that no one was watching them.

He heard Mary’s footsteps coming up the stairs, and he grinned.

“I found a few candles and some matches, hopefully they’ll work,” she says as she peeks into doors, finally finding him in the drawing room.

“Good work darling,” he says. “Come here.” His arm is outstretched toward her.

“You need to get the fire started, we’re both soaked,” Mary replied, shaking her head.

He reached for her more insistently. “I’ll get to it,” he said, pulling her onto his lap as she got closer. “But this is more urgent.” He leans in to kiss her gently.

Mary pulls back from him, trying to hold back a smile. “Lovely as that was, why was it so urgent?”

“Because, if you haven’t noticed, we’re all alone. No one around to watch us, to clear their throats when we kiss a little too passionately, or to glare at us when we get a little too close. We haven’t been alone like this since we got engaged.”

Mary cuddled closer to him, enjoying the warmth of his body despite the wetness of his clothes. “Of course I’ve noticed, you idiot,” she said, lovingly. “I just didn’t want to …try anything, because I was afraid I had upset you.”

“You did, I’m afraid, but it’s alright. I was being a bit of an ass.”

“It’s just.. I don’t want to use what you’ve gone through against you, and I feel awful for doing just that.”

Matthew kissed the top of her head. “I don’t ever want to use what you’ve gone through against you. I know we agreed to bury our ghosts, and we’ve done that, but if something… comes up, sometimes that can’t be avoided. And it’s alright.”

“I’m so lucky to have such an understanding fiance,” Mary whispered. “Now, you better get this fire started.” She climbed off his lap and stood next to the fireplace.

He nodded and pushed up from the chair. Mary was concerned when she saw him wince when kneeling down, but he held up a hand. “I’m fine, it’s fine,” he assured her.

Mary frowned but said nothing. Clearly, he was remembering things he didn’t want to remember, and asking about it would make it worse.

Soon enough, there was a roaring fire in the fireplace and Mary and Matthew sat in front of it, enjoying the heat from the fire as it dried their clothes. Mary brought sandwiches out of the picnic basket that Mrs. Patmore had packed, and ate them. They didn’t speak much, simply preferring silence together.

Eventually, though, their clothes were dry and they could tell the rain outside was slowing.

“We have to go back soon,” Matthew said, sighing. “They’ll be sending out a search party if we aren’t home by dinner.”

“Part of me wants to let them come, but you’re probably right,” Mary said. Her head was draped across his lap as they both relaxed on the couch, watching the fire. “Are you ready to head back?”

“Physically, yes,” he said. “But now I’m not so sure I want to.”

“Well, at least kiss me again before we go. Who knows if we’ll get another chance until our wedding?”

Matthew grinned.

I watched an interview with Bob Ojeda (former Mets pitcher) and he said he thinks that Matt and Jacob were over-thinking their pitching too much, and that’s why they both got beat up a little. They both leaned way more heavily on their secondary pitches to avoid throwing fastballs, and the Royals got comfortable with their secondary stuff and started hitting it. Boom, game over. BUUUTTTTT Noah has already said that he’s sticking to his game plan (read: fastballs), and he can throw fastballs harder than LITERALLY ANYONE ELSE IN THE MAJOR LEAGUES. So that should (hopefully) give the Royals some trouble, and when they inevitably adjust to his fastball, he can start working in his secondary pitches to get them uncomfortable again. He’s also now seen how the Royals operate, and while Jake might’ve been thrown off by the lack of strikeouts, Noah should know what to expect and be ready for it. THIS IS GOOD. I like the sound of game three already!

For game four, Matz is the “weakest link” in the rotation (just because he’s the most inexperienced), but hopefully Noah’s game plan works and he can do the exact same thing, get some quick outs and go deep in the game. The Royals are starting Chris Young, who pitched three innings out of the bullpen on Tuesday. So a) he’ll be pitching on what is essentially short rest, and b) the entire Mets roster has already seen his stuff. So they know what to expect from him, and that makes him vulnerable. If the Mets can knock him around early and get a good outing from Matz, THIS IS GOOD. MUCH POTENTIAL.

Games five and six bring us back to Matt and Jacob, but after hearing about how much they deviated from their normal game plans, I ain’t even worried. A lot of this hinges on how well Noah and Steven do throwing fastballs, but if those two (or even just one of them) have good outings I can almost guarantee that Matt and Jake would go right back to their old stuff and come out with guns blazing. ALSO, because they pitched differently than they normally do, the Royals have not yet faced the “real” Matt Harvey and Jacob deGrom, so they’d have to readjust. And what are the odds of both of them having back-to-back bad games? ALMOST ZERO. IT IS SCIENCE. (And Volquez just lost his father so I can’t imagine him being in a good headspace for baseball. I mean, I hate using something like that as an advantage, but we gotta take what we can get. All’s fair in love and baseball.)

That brings things to game seven and Noah again, which is a total crapshoot and too much will happen before then for me to be able to even begin to forecast the outcome.

So a ton of this hinges on tomorrow’s game (and whether or not the fucking offense ever shows up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!), but Noah is so confident and was in the dugout last night doing some scouting so you know he’s ready. He has the right swagger for this moment and I have the utmost faith in our little Viking baby. And they say that sometimes the best athletes need to be slapped around a little bit to light a fire under their ass, so hopefully the Mets lineup has been sufficiently slapped around and comes back with a vengeance in front of the home crowd.

so it’s probably no secret that I’m not much of a talker anyway (WELL usually, lord help you if I start on about Sonic or something lol), but lately I’ve been even more... idk... withdrawn? I think it’s partly stress from having been close to graduating and now ACTUALLY having graduated and all that entails.

my mom actually had to talk to me the day before graduation saying she was worried about me with how much I didn’t want to go and because she said she’s worried that I won’t be able to function in the real world/workplace because I have terrible social anxieties and get so easily upset about things that might be minor to most people and I have never gotten over our cat Champ passing away over 6 years ago. And that last one is probably what really set me down a slow downward slide emotionally 

it just shattered my heart when he was gone and I can’t even agree with my family to wanting to move to a new, nicer house because that would mean leaving Champ, leaving the last place where he walked. And rather than heal with time, I actually think it’s getting worse, maybe because I’m always thinking about my cat Luna and how I can’t let anything happen to her like Champ, she can’t get sick like that, I won’t let her down like I did him... but then I feel guilty like, “what if Champ is looking down on me and thinks I’m favoring her because I’m so overprotective?” but I love them both, they’re both my precious cats...

And you know, I agree that I should go see someone to get diagnosed with something (especially since the odds of me having OCPD at the least seems pretty high, I fit that to a “T”)? But man, the thought of being alone with someone to actually diagnose is scary, and I refuse to take any kind of medication that affects mood or anything. So... I don’t know, I don’t know what I’m going to do about a job. I’m just hoping things fall into place somehow, but I have until the end of this month to not actively be looking since my mom said I can have June to relax.

BEFORE ANYONE GETS REALLY WORRIED, DON’T!!!! I’m not sad all the time or anything, it just hits me suddenly, and it’s just happening more now because graduate stress. My Shadow plush for some reason is really comforting to me when I hold it so doing that kinda whips me back into normal, and my family is great and supportive

BUT ANYWAY, because of all that, I’ve been fairly quiet when it comes to talking to others and I’m sorry to people who actually may want to talk to me. That’s why I’ve got my ask/submit closed and notifications for anything like that turned off. When I get my mind sorted out I’ll probably open them, and guess we’ll see what kind of a job I get into lol. Kinda hoping for an online one so I can work at my own pace somewhat, but I know those are hard to get. Though if I live at home, don’t really need much money since it’s not like I’d have rent or anything, so I might find something. Just need enough money for my beloved video games and anime merch, maybe some cat toys and stuff XD