epistolary

In which Stiles learns to Stalk That Stalk. (Or, how to accidentally woo your unfriendly neighborhood alpha in roughly five hundred handwritten steps.)

Day 3: Flowers “I promise you. I promise I’ll come back.” He promises, George thinks wistfully. He promises such a thing- to offer George with his word on something, to uphold it. It’s as if he’s saying that he’ll give the world to him, just for him. But somewhere is the lingering thought in George's mind is that he won't come back. That the cruel war that had riddled their land will take him too, and he will be left aching and worry-worn. George shivers at the thought. Of a life without him. “You promise?" That you’ll come home to me? And as if he heard those unspoken words. Dream beams at him. “I promise. You won’t even notice that I was gone, my love.” George lets out a wet and broken laugh at the overly romantic pet name that he associates with his beloved. Dream does so too, before pulling him back into his embrace. They stay there for a bit. The war can wait. “I promise I’ll be waiting.” (or, the war au with letters and oscar wilde quotes.)

oHI FUCHKED UPI FUUCKED UPYOUR'E NOT NAMJOON yeahwhat I've been trying to tell you or the one in which Jimin accidentally texts the guy he has a crush on *available to read in multiple languages, check notes

Oikawa texts the wrong number when complaining about Ushijima, and then keeps texting Iwaizumi.

-AU- Marinette Dupain-Cheng's life isn't going as planned: twenty-six, recently dumped, and running her parents' bakery. The highlights of her day are the emails sent by her mysterious pen pal, Chat Noir. That is, until handsome model Adrien Agreste starts swinging by the bakery after hours. But how is he to know the Ladybug he loves is standing right in front of him?

Captain America respectfully requests that all complaints be addressed to him in writing. On paper, the nice old-fashioned way, because the computer screen hurts his eyes. Put your phone down, Tony. Originally written as a daily epistolary serial, September 19, 2013-September 19, 2014. NOW COMPLETE.

Desmond accidentally strands himself in distant future, where the Solar System has been long ago abandoned, and humans have spread themselves across the stars.

Sephiroth finally manages to kill everyone during one of his many returns from the dead. He is a badass, nearly all powerful god of destruction and completely bored out of his oh so perfect, superior mind now that he’s gotten his way. He starts missing his fights with his only rival and the entertainment they provided but cannot pull the other away from a protective lifestream for long or return him to life. So he decides with nothing better to do and ridiculous amounts of power, he’ll just return them to a point in time when they both were alive and Sephiroth had easy access to manipulate his favorite puppet. Cloud is not happy to find himself a trainee/infantryman again and the other Firsts and upper management cannot for the life of them figure out why the “Great Sephiroth” is stalking the blond and acting like a bratty, bullying seven year old with his first crush.

With Sherlock dead, John eventually (under duress) makes a profile on an online dating site. And falls into a long-distance relationship with an enigmatic partner who reminds him of Sherlock in all the right ways. (Hint: it turns out to be Sherlock.) Updated in real time.

Buck and Ana seem to keep clashing during Eddie's recovery after the shooting. Both turn to Reddit for assistance, and both get answers.

Prince S'chn T'gai Spock of Vulcan, engaged to Prince James Tiberius Kirk of Earth through an arrangement made by their parents many years ago, writes to his intended on the day of his birth in the interest of diplomacy. Jim is not interested in diplomacy. Though there is no precedent set for the commencement of a written correspondence begun due to these specific parameters, I will strive to maintain, to the best of my abilities and with ample preparatory research previously conducted, the appropriate level of formality between us, based on a number of factors, primarily examples of a similar nature.

"How do you feel about your father becoming the number one hero?""He'll always be number two in my heart." In which Todoroki Touya grows up to be a hero, and channels his anger into pettiness instead of villainy.

Howlr is the new dating application enchanting Witches, Wizards and Everyone in between. Are you looking for the one or a one-night stand; it’s all here folks. Howlr is sponsored by Weasley Wizard Wheezes, the same team that brought us the Spellular just two years ago. Ginny Weasley, famed chaser for the Hollyhead Harpies, swears by the app, ‘guaranteed to make sparks fly,’ she says. The magic awaits you!

+82-1-145-0xxx: I Fck FUCK Oh my god Omg im so sorry Omg i mustve put in the wrong number ♡｡･:*:･ﾟ★ Yeonjae ･:*:･ﾟ★｡♡ : Really? Who would’ve thought? Chae Hyungwon receives a text from a stranger swearing at him. It turns out less annoying than he'd ever imagined

+82-1-913-1xxx: Wait Did you say kang yeosang? Shit i knew him in middle school You have his number??? Jung Wooyoung receives a text meant for someone else. He grabs the opportunity with both hands Now with a Russian translation!

After the Department of Mysteries Fiasco, all Harry wants to do is grieve in peace. Unfortunately for him, his friends and family are going to do anything in their power to keep that from happening. The beatings Harry received before the start of 3rd year have started up again now that Sirius is gone. Will his friends be there for him or will he make new friends? Due to infringement Issues with another site, this fic may eventually become locked to members only. Just a warning. No part of this story may be reproduced, copied, modified or adapted, without the prior written consent of the author.

+82-1-227-1xxx: Sorry i mean your Genital organ inspired interior decor object Love your description lol Anyway id like to buy it Are u willing to go lower on the price? +82-1-901-0xxx: I’m sorry I’m not selling a Whatever it is you’re looking to buy You’ve got the wrong number A stranger texts Qian Kun asking about an ad. Things go from there Now with Russian and Chinese translations!

I, ___________________________, hereby acknowledge that this form represents my wishes should I contract phytoaphrodisiac-induced delirium (hereafter referred to as “PAID”) during engagements with or while apprehending Dr. Pamela Lillian Isley (“Poison Ivy”). - The bats have a sex pollen release form. Because of course they do.

Wei Wuxian dies at twenty-two and doesn’t come back. Lan Wangji dies in an “unfortunate accident” in a temple in Yunping at thirty-seven. The world moves on. Thousands of years later, Wei Ying and Lan Zhan have a senior thesis in cultivation to co-write on the Yiling Patriarch. It doesn’t go exactly how they were expecting.-“I still do not understand why you were able to read the journal in the first place,” Lan Zhan says. Wei Ying grins. “You’ll laugh,” he says. He won’t, of course. Lan Zhan doesn’t laugh. But maybe he can swing a smile. “It’s because of the name thing. He wrote his name into the scrambling talisman. So it says that no one can undo the lock but Wei Ying.” He hooks a thumb at himself. Everyone’s always said his name is unlucky. This is the first time it’s worked out in his favor. It’s not a coincidence either; apparently his mother thought it would be funny. Mrs. Yu had told him that with a curl in her lip, as if it didn’t make him wish he knew his parents even more.

An anonymous benefactor makes a generous donation to Harry Potter's School for Squibs in exchange for a weekly letter from the Boy Who Lived. What begins as a chore soon becomes the only outlet Harry has to talk about the war, love, life, hope, redemption, his renewed obsession with a certain blonde nemesis and how he really, honestly, believes that this will be the year Puddlemere United reclaim the Quidditch League Cup.