Summary: Derek is an ace guy working at a sex shop, and he
has a bit of a crush on one of the regulars (who he might have come out to,
Notes: Written for the Aro/Ace Wolves Mini Bang! (On AO3)
I forgot to add that this fic now has some lovely art! Check it out!
Derek looks up from his calculus textbook when he hears the
bell jingle, and he has to suppress a smile. This guy’s a regular. He usually
comes in every couple of weeks, awkward and overly-enthusiastic. He gets in to
animated conversations with other patrons, flails a lot, and almost always
manages to knock something off a shelf.
what if one year when she’s really young lily goes back to cokeworth for the summer and some of the neighbourhood kids take a special interest in her bc where has she been going to for most of the year anyway?? so she’s out riding her bike by herself (petunia didn’t want to come) and these kids come out of nowhere, circling her like a pack of wolves, noticing all these weird things about her, like how her hand keeps drifting to her left pocket or how she’s always muttering things under her breath. they start teasing her, calling her names, until eventually one of them’s like ‘what are you, a witch?’ and she’s just like ‘yep’ and fucking decks them
All I can think about now is that animated film about storks and babies (and wolves?) Coming out (or did it come out already?) and how it can be turned into a fanfic AU featuring Tony.
…or I can simply go for The Family Guy joke and picture stork! Tony going around “delivering babies”, which is just so weird to picture that I’m fighting laughter as I type. I’m even picturing him doing that weird dance the stork does.
So I know this is out of the ordinary but it was brought to our attention (thanks Caryn! - you the best!) that we missed some amazing stories that were updated (or started) as part of the final round of PiP (and one more that was not) so we decided a little midweek update was needed.
So terribly sorry we missed you all the first time around! I’m going to echo what Dee said this morning…please don’t hesitate to reach out to us when you update or start a WIP to make sure we see it. Sometimes we’re busy (or in my case taking a bit of break from tumblr - I haven’t read any of the PiP entries yet either *insert sad face*) and miss some amazing stories being updated or started. So always feel free to reach out to Dee (@lovelizziekins) or I (@gobletgirl) (or even this blog) to let us know!
We will be back to the regularly scheduled updates on Saturday/Sunday this week. Already have some updates from this week queued up!
And hey now this means we get another Peeta pic this week! Hope everyone is having an amazing week!
Harry Styles - 941 words (Requested by anon) —————————————————————————————————- The promotion party for one direction’s new album was a drag. Everyone kept stealing Harry away from me and I wandered through the mass of people all by myself, occasionally stopping by a group to have a quick chat. I knew practically no one around here except for the boys, and right now I couldn’t spot any of them in this mass of chatting, dancing and drinking people.
It was never Harry’s intention to leave me alone, that he made perfectly clear before we arrived here, but faith decided that I’d lost sight of him when some random female came in for a hug and dragged my boyfriend away without even one word able to be spoken between us. I hadn’t seen Harry ever since and I kind of felt uncomfortable, the only one not included in a group and seeming to enjoy herself.
“You seem so out of your element.” I gasp and do a little jump as I hear the voice whisper against my ear shell, turning around briskly only to be met with Liam. “Gosh Liam you scared me for a moment.”
“I’d never leave you like this, you know.” Liam states as his fingertips ghost over my bare back, my dress leaving almost my whole back exposed. “It’s not Harry’s fault, it doesn’t matter.” I shrug my shoulders, smiling briefly towards the much taller best mate of my boyfriend before taking a sip from the glass of wine in my hand.
“You look amazing tonight, by the way.” Liam compliments me and I shoot him a small, shy smile before thanking him shortly and turning my body towards his tall frame. “You’ve been getting buff lately.” I state as I poke his biceps, Liam flexing his muscles at the contact. “We’ve got to keep looking good, especially for ladies like yourself.” He winks and I laugh loudly, throwing my head back and wiping under my eyes in fear of tearing up and ruining my mascara.
“I hope one day to find someone like you, you know.” Liam says as his hand finds the exposed skin of my shoulder this time, gently rubbing over the skin before letting his hand trail down. I pull my hand away and switch my glass to that hand so it wouldn’t seem as awkward as this feels for me right now.
“I’m sure you will Liam. You’re a great guy.” I smile brightly in his direction before I let my eyes wander around the room, in search for my boyfriend but coming up empty handed. “Sometimes I doubt it. Girls seem to dig the bad boy resonate way more than the sweet guy, like Harry.” I frown at his statement, taking a small step away from him as he tries to reach out for me again. Normally I wouldn’t mind the boys touching me, seeing as how they were constantly throwing me around like a rag doll, but I am receiving a weird vibe.
“Harry isn’t a bad boy. Sure he has the looks but he’s a teddy bear.” I know Liam knows this and is just being unreasonable right now for whatever reason, but I try to not take it to heart. “Would someone like you ever go for a guy like me?” Liam asks with a dry chuckle, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.
“With you all tatted up and muscly like this you’re gonna have to swat away the females from you in no time, believe me.” I simply state as I avoid his direct question, tensing up when I feel a pair of hands grip my hips tightly.
“Maybe stop tryin’ to flirt with my girl, mate?” My boyfriend’s voice menacingly spits out from behind me, his hands pulling me closer towards his body in one swift motion. Liam’s eyes widen dramatically and he takes a step back from my frame, his mouth opening but closing right after, probably figuring out what he should say to not anger Harry even more.
“Mate, I didn’t- I mean-” Liam sputters out but Harry cuts him off briskly, already guiding my body away from Liam. “We’re leaving.” I don’t dare speak at first, not sure what I can say to not detonate the jealousy bomb, but a smile creeps its way onto my lips as I see Harry trying to focus on getting out of here as soon as possible.
“How long had you been listening in?” I chuckle as the cold nips at our skin, Harry’s arm winding around my shoulder to shield me from the wind. “Long enough, fucking prick.” I roll my eyes as I put my flat hand against his chest, momentarily stopping him from his relentless pace. “He doesn’t mean it like that babe, he’s just a tad lonely. Liam is the equivalent of a gentleman. ” I kiss Harry’s jaw and see the tension vanishing by the simple gesture.
“Doesn’t mean he had to try it on you, does it? Maybe you liked it.. Did you?” Harry turns to look at me, a frown etched onto his features as I roll my eyes. I stand on the tips of my toes to catch his lips with mine in a short, love filled kiss. “You know I want you dork. Let’s go home.” I start walking again and Harry squeezes me again in reassurance. “Gentlemen are just patient wolves y/n.”
“And I’m still murdering his ass though.” Harry chuckles and I roll my eyes at my jealous, but oh so loving boyfriend. “And you should be very, very glad I love you.” I push his upper arm gently before placing a kiss on his jaw.
“In the middle of the night when the wolves come out, heading straight for your heart like a bullet in the dark. One by one, I got to take them down. We can run and hide, ain’t goin’ down without a fight.”