because look at her making her way into everyone's hearts one cute blink at the time

Suga Daddy: Part 4

Suga Daddy: Part 4

Word count: 9k

Genre: smut, angst

So this chapter really means a lot to me so I hope you like it. Let me know if you want. Enjoy! Also, I didn’t have enough time to edit this how I wanted to. Sorry about the mistakes.

parts: one | two | three 




The week had gone by super quickly, much to your dismay. You had hoped for a slow week. You had tried to focus on school and your dance classes. Yugyeom had been a great distraction but sadly he wasn’t over today and neither was Yoongi. You had been so use to him spending the night that when he slept over last night you were shocked not to find him in bed with you. The truth was he had been over every night this week. It was weird to you, he’d hadn’t come over everyday since the beginning. One night you didn’t even have sex, you just cuddled on the couch and made out.

Then again he would barely talk to you. He’d come over and give you some of the best sex, fall asleep holding you and then would be gone once you woke up. You didn’t think much of it though because that’s something you were used to. What you were freaking out about was him texting you everyday about your parents.

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The moment I became obsessed with Elorcan:

“Elide (…) found herself not afraid of anything as he did it again, kissing one corner of her mouth, then the other. Such gentle, patient kisses- his hands equally so as they stroked the hair back from her brow, as they trailed over her hips, her ribs.” 

Why? Why THIS exact moment? If this was a description of Chaol or Dorian or even Rowan, I would probably not freak at all. But we are talking about LORCAN SALVATERRE, the dude that’s been in love with a crazy bitch for centuries, the dude that’s been described as cold and ruthless and always getting what he wants. From these descriptions alone, I would have guessed Lorcan to be really really forward when it comes to sex (which he is), but also a little impatient- someone who just goes for it without really considering his partner’s wants and needs. 

Lorcan is described as having “unending cold rage”, caring only for himself and maybe Maeve. Why should he be a considerate, attentive guy in bed????? Wouldn’t fit the character he’s being described as. Logically, you wouldn’t put Lorcan into the cute/fluffy/ perfect fae boyfriend box.

But. BUT. When he’s getting it on with Elide, he’s described as gentle and patient. He’s not pulling her clothes off after a few seconds, he’s not violently kissing her or being urgent in any way. He doesn’t even seem to restrain himself. He’s just…enjoying that they are taking it slow for now. 

AND THATS WHAT MAKES SUCH A DIFFERENCE TO ME!!!!! Because Lorcan is NOT a gentle and patient person- look at his feud with Aelin, Rowan, the Carde, basically the whole world. He manages to pick a fight with everyone after a few seconds. But with Elide, he forgets all of that- he’s knows how precious Elide is and that he can’t pull any of that bullshit with her. I bet if she told him that she wanted to wait 5 years before sleeping with him, he wouldn’t even BLINK and just accept that. 

And I also bet Lorcan would NOT do that for everyone. He’s not considerate like  Dorian, or trying to do the right thing like Chaol. I bet Lorcan has pissed a lot of his lovers off. I bet he’s grown annoyed and impatient with a lot of them, and I bet all those years of pining after Maeve also made him really cold hearted and bitter. I bet there have been more than a few times where he didn’t care about how things felt for his partner. 

But with Elide, he is suddenly gentle. He is patient. That centuries- old demi-fae, who has slaughtered and schemed and betrayed, who had probably slept with hundreds of women and who is described as muscular and hulking and honestly a little scary- that man transforms into someone else entirely. 

That quote just made that so obvious to me. And that, my friends, was the moment I became utter, desperate Elorcan TRASH. 

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Lena just wanted a nice night out with Kara.


“Would you like to go on a date?”

It slips out. Quiet and rushed, the words forming and letting loose before she can think anything other than please say yes. Kara freezes, noodles halfway to her mouth as she looks between them, and Lena almost takes them back.

(They’ve been doing this- meetings under the guise of interviews, the latest on L-Corp- for weeks.

Somewhere, between hands brushing just so as they pass food back and forth, it’s become featherlight kisses on the corner of her mouth when Kara leaves, promises to call when the other is free and texting whenever they can.

Somewhere, Kara has went from her only friend in National City to something. Something that makes her heart race with possibility and ache with the thought of its loss if she pushes.)

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FICS FOR STEREK’S VALENTINE’S DAY FIC REC

As it’s coming up to Valentine’s day I thought I would put a rec together of all my favourite Valentine’s themed fics!

Hope you enjoy, and remember as always, make sure you check rating, tags and warnings on all fics!


Always (1/1 | 1,066 | Not Rated)

Derek’s in love with Stiles but thinks he’s about to lose him. Stiles was never going to let Derek go in the first place. Fluff ensues.

Sometimes love is an obligation to your grandmother (1/1 | 6,982 | Rated M)

Dearest Derek,

Welcome to your 21st year! As per the wonderful tradition of the house of Hale, you will be attending some of the best places to be single that Beacon Hills has to offer today. First, it’s to the Coffee Shop on Main where you will get two lemon zest chocolate chip muffins. Listen to me very carefully, I’m going to ease you into the way this works. Buy two muffins, but you’re only going to eat one. Find someone cute to give the second one to…

The letter went on, but Derek was staring at it in horror, unable to process how terrible that sounded in just the first paragraph. Today was going to suck.

*

Or: Derek’s grandmother relishes setting her single grandchildren up on Valentine’s Day. Only, less ‘setting up’ and more ‘forcing them to run a singles-only scavenger hunt where the prize is love or at least sex’.

Derek never wins. Derek never WANTS TO win.

Kiss Me Under the Light of a Thousand Stars (1/1 | 5,631 | Not Rated)

“It was a true love spell,” he admits quietly. “It was supposed to help me find my true love. And apparently I suck at magic as much as I suck at dating because I screwed this up too.”

~~~

In which Stiles’ Valentine’s Day love spell goes very wrong.

Or perhaps very right.

Valentine’s strike (2/2 | 6,015 | PG-13)

Stiles hates Valentines Day. It was the bane of his existance. But he’s home for the 'holiday’ and has nothing to do since everyone he knows is busy. Except Derek, Derek is the only one alone as him.

Or

The five times Derek and Stiles date by accident and the one time one of them actually ask.

Thank Jackson for me (1/1 | 3,187 | PG-13)

Derek keeps asking the wrong kind of questions.

Hot for Teacher(’s Aide) (1/1 | 8,050 | PG-13)

“He invited you to his apartment.”

“To do a lesson plan.”

“Yeah and to probably lesson your plan while you’re there,” Scott said, waggling his eyebrows.

“That made no sense, but you still managed to make it sound dirty,” Stiles said. “I’m impressed.”

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BNHA: count your blessings, not your flaws

Summary: Midoriya Izuku has never been asked out, confessed to, or flirted with, except as a joke.

AO3


Shouto knows he isn’t good at this.

He never has been. He can’t tell whether this is just the way he is, or it’s one more thing he can blame on his father, but he knows that he isn’t good at this. People call him stoic, and cold. Some even call him mysterious. Others call him emotionless.

It’s not that he doesn’t feel. He does feel, but it all gets locked inside and none of it ever shows. Sometimes it’s because he can’t show it. Other times it’s because he’s afraid to.

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Sweethearts.

REQUEST - Can you do an harry styles imagine where the reader is shy and just so innocent and always wants to be around harry because she feels protected and harry does everything he can do to protect and make her happy and she doesn’t talk much but he doesn’t mind then some of Harry’s friends mention how cute they are? Love your work! - @baileyhizzle

I’M SO SORRY FOR THE DELAY. But it was only because my main focus was on The Divorce Series AU. Now, This is a fan-fiction, I have no idea how Harry is in real life. I’ve tad bit changed the storyline. This is just a part of my imagination. ENJOY! :) xx

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Smug Friends

Requested. @thinkingoverloves
Who: KJ Apa
Quote: I turned out liking you a lot more than I originally planned.  

[Y/N] playfully rolled her eyes as she walked past KJ and Cole repeatedly singing her name. Jumping over the back of the couch of the school lounge room set, she nestled next to Lili and Camila.

Lili looked over her shoulder, smirking as KJ pouted that [Y/N] ignored him. Turning back around, she bumped into her shoulder. “Girl, he’s hooked.” 

Scoffing, [Y/N] shook her head. “I think you’re delirious.” 

Camila spoke up, snorting. “No, you’re delirious if you can’t see it.” 

“KJ doesn’t like me,” [Y/N] said sternly, cocking a brow at the two girls she would consider her best friends. It had been a complete and total whirlwind since she joined the Riverdale cast and she appreciated everyone who welcomed her into warm arms. “He’s just being KJ.” 

Camila leaned back onto the couch, smirking. “I mean normally yes we’d agree but come on, [Y/N]. KJ has been up your butt since day one. Borderline obsessed, borderline a mess.” 

Lili agreed, “KJ’s friendly but not that friendly.” Scrolling through his Instagram she pulled up a picture that he had posted a few days ago of himself and [Y/N] at a cute little cafe the group of them had gone to for lunch. “I’m quoting this word for word since you’re a grandma and haven’t made an Instagram yet.” She rolled her eyes but it was clear by her laugh that it was not meant to be taken any other way but playfully. Clearing her throat, she started to read, “’Friends are great to have, especially ones that are this pretty’” Looking at [Y/N], she quirked a brow with that famous Lili smirk across her lips, “And I should mention the amount of heart shaped eyes emoji’s he put after that is a little excessive but I’m not judging.” 

[Y/N] squinted her eyes, gently taking Lili’s phone from her hands, she needed to see it for herself. Chewing on her lip, she looked up at Lili and Camila’s smug faces. “KJ thinks all of us are pretty, you know that.” 

Camila groaned while she too rolled her eyes. “Okay, give me a second.” Quickly searching through KJ’s twitter, she pulled up a boomerang video of KJ videoing [Y/N] up close with the flash on while she rolled her eyes and smiled. “I do believe this caption states, ‘Those eyes and smile though’ and look, another excessive amount of heart shaped eye emoji.” 

Standing up, [Y/N] gave them a slightly stern look. “I promise you, he doesn’t like me.” 

“And we promise you, he does.” Camila countered. “Big time, too. We’ve been with KJ long enough to know that he’s got the love bug bad.” 

“Real bad.” Lili chimed in, smirking.

Camila crossed her legs, blinking a million times. “You also can’t argue with the fans either. They ship you two a lot. I’ve seen some really cute tribute videos.” 

Lili nodded, looking over at Camila she pointed randomly. “Oh yeah! I really like the one where they used that super cute James Arthur song-”

“-you two are mental.” [Y/N] shook her head and walked away. Walking over towards the table where they had coffee and snacks set up for everyone. She poured herself a coffee and about had a heart attack when she heard KJ say her name from behind her. “Jesus!” 

“Oh, shit. I didn’t mean to scare you!” KJ placed a warm hand on her shoulder, his face completely apologetic. 

Chuckling, she took a deep breath and shrugged. “It’s okay, but damn, you need some bells or something.” 

Taking his hand off of her shoulder, he ran it through his hair. “Yeah, ha, I’ll get on that.” KJ bit his lip, “So, uh, want to go grab lunch or something?” 

“Sure,” empty a few sugar packets into her cup, she looked at him sideways, “are they coming too?” 

“Oh, uh, well, uh.” KJ stumbled over his words, something he usually never did. 

Raising a brow, [Y/N] looked at him with a confused look. “You okay, KJ? You’re acting a bit strange.” 

“Yeah, I’m fine, great actually….” KJ closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, he had rehearsed this ten times better in his head. Taking a deep breath, he finally opened his eyes and went for it. “Okay, listen. So, uh, I turned out liking you a lot more than I originally planned and I’ve been trying really hard to ignore these feelings but you make it so damn hard. I love our friendship and it’s something that I will cherish forever but I have to know if you feel the same or at least somewhat because I can work with the somewhat and if you don’t, I just hope I didn’t ruin us being friends-”

“-KJ,” [Y/N] interrupted, shaking her head while smiling. “Slow down.” Using her free hand, she grabbed his arm gently. “I like you too.” 

“What? Really? You do? That’s great, I mean.” He cleared his throat and tried to act nonchalant. 

 [Y/N] was about to respond but she could see Lili and Camila behind him giving her their smug smirks and quirked brows. Narrowing her eyes at them, she had to fight back a laugh when they both turned on their heel and scurried in the other direction. 

KJ noticing that she was looking at something behind, turned slightly just in time to see his friends running off. “What was that about?” 

Returning her attention, she shook her head. “Nothing, um, did you say something about lunch?” 

Smiling, he nodded. “Yeah, do you want to get some?”

“You spoke the magic words.” [Y/N] mimicked his smile and motioned for him to lead the way. “After you.” 

12.17 coda

suspicious gap between dean abducting kelly and nightfall during which talking definitely happened. also maybe some minor blasphemies. 

Kelly doesn’t say a word for a solid twenty minutes. She crosses her arms tight across her chest and huffs, glaring fidgety burning holes into the rearview. When she starts to hiss and groan and her eyes start to water, Dean breaks the silence.

“Hey, you doing ok?”

Kelly clenches her teeth and slides back in the seat, tilting up her hips to relieve some of the pressure. “What do you care,” she spits. She whimpers once, a small and sad sound that wasn’t meant to escape her.

Dean’s hands flutter on the wheel. “Just let me know if you need something,” he says.

Her knee knocks into the back of the passenger’s seat. She takes a breath and starts to sit up, her eyes narrowed. “I need you to stay out of my business.”

Dean doesn’t respond to that either. He just slams his foot on the gas and keeps moving steadily along, towards safety. 

“Dagon’s not going to be happy when she finds you,” Kelly mutters.

Even if Dagon found them on this nearly empty city highway, she would never be able to get inside the Impala. The old girl’s sigiled to shit. Plus, Sam’s got the Colt. Dean doesn’t tell Kelly any of that, but he does assure her, “We can handle it” with a cold smirk.

His phone beeps on the passenger seat beside him and he all but lunges for the thing, heart racing. It’s amazing how quickly his mind can shift his priorities around.

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love love peace peace (and a little revenge)

… in which Killian does Eurovision. Because the Eurovision was on, and @ofshipsandswans and @killiancygnus and @captainswanandclintasha and @swanandapirate are a terrible influence.


It’s all Ruby’s fault.

That’s Emma’s tale, and she’s sticking to it. She still isn’t entirely sure how writing a song turned into, well, this. She was going to just watch it on the TV. She wanted to stay in the background. But here she is, sitting backstage with Ruby and the rest of the Norway team, blinking in the flashing lights and trying not to look overwhelmed by the ridiculousness all around her.

Because Eurovision is ridiculous. There’s a guy on stage right now singing a high-pitched song about bread or something, while five other men dressed as rain drops dance around him. Or maybe they’re tear drops; Emma isn’t sure.

The point is, all Emma ever wanted to do was write a song, and yet here she is at the weirdest music event she’s ever attended and wondering about Europe’s collective sanity.

Elsa’s performance goes amazingly well, though, so there’s that. The ice theme was the right choice, as Ruby remarks with satisfaction, complementing the song while being weird enough to leave an impression. Emma was unsure about the robotic snow man whizzing around the stage, before, but she understands the reasoning now. It’s probably the next meme already.

The crowd loves it, anyway.

Emma suffers through another ballad, this one sung by a German lady who could really do with a bucket or something to help her carry the tune. She’s only half-paying attention, most of her mind on Elsa and Ruby and trying to look calm and relaxed for the cameras, in case any show up.

“Next up is the UK—let’s meet their candidate!” one of the hosts (Emma keeps mixing them up) calls.

There are screens everywhere, showing the little clip that plays before each country takes the stage. Emma pays no attention, because Anna has started talking again, her nerves running away with her.

“… because really everyone says neighbours vote for each other, but we don’t have that many neighbours and I’m not sure Sweden would vote for us anyway, but I think that a lot of people also vote for the song they like best and really Elsa has been the best so far, hasn’t she? And—”

“Anna,” Emma says, reaching over to put a calming hand on the girl’s shoulder before she can drive them all to the brink of nervous collapse again. “Anna. Relax. Elsa did her best, and now we just have to wait and see.”

“I know, but—oh, he’s handsome, isn’t he?” Anna’s eyes have snagged on the stage, where the UK’s candidate is about to begin his song.

Emma follows her gaze, thankful to the UK for distracting Anna—and does a startled double-take.

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Full Benefits

Full Benefits

Word count: 5.6k

Genre: smut, angst, fluffy ending (?)


You and Namjoon had a special relationship, you mean there were plenty of people who had ‘friends with benefits’ relationship. Then again yours was still a little different because you two were close friends before and still were close friends. You spent most days together, not always have to do anything sexual.

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A Gift For Both Of Us

AN: Happy Valentine’s Day, everyone! [Also on FF.net]


Juvia sighed as she walked down the street going to her apartment; all those couples holding hands and being cute were making her miss her Gray-sama even more. He had taken a mission and she was sure he’d be back for Valentine’s Day but he didn’t.

Which was fine, it was work, he needed to go and just took a little more time for him to get home than expected. They’d celebrate when he got home, Juvia told herself.

Gray didn’t care for the day at all, but he went along with whatever Juvia prepared for them throughout the years. He’d even get a gift a couple of days later (he didn’t care so much he didn’t even remembered the date to get her a gift in time).

Juvia didn’t mind, he was who he was and that was the man she had fallen in love with so many years ago.

Even missing him, she smiled at the memories of them from the moment they met until the day they decided to move in together a few months before. He had grown so much – both of them had – and they were happy.

Not all the time, they had their misunderstandings, their little fights, but mostly they were happy and they had been through too much to take it for granted.

Juvia arrived at their apartment and opened the door and her eyes got wide when she saw their table was set in a very fancy way, candles everywhere in their living room and Gray stood there, with his best clothes and he even bothered to try to comb his hair (never took long for the rebel locks to be back in place, but at least he tried).

“What-?” Juvia stood there, at the doorway, utterly confused to what she was seeing. Was she daydreaming? “When-?”

“Earlier this afternoon.” Gray shrugged.

Still in shock, Juvia asked. “Then why didn’t you go to the Guild? You knew Juvia was there.”

“I needed to get this done.” He waved a hand around, showing her the living room. “Could you shut the door? It took a while to lit up all these candles.”

Juvia blinked two times before she processed his words and finally closed the door behind her. She took a few steps in direction of her boyfriend until she was close enough she could tip-toe and kiss him.

“What’s all this?” She whispered.

“So at last I remember a Valentine’s Day and you don’t?” Gray smirked. “Finally!”

It was as if she had forgotten it was indeed Valentine’s Day the moment she saw him, even though she was reminded of it all day.

“This is for Valentine’s Day?” She looked around, and she could smell something delicious coming from the kitchen. “You made this for Valentine’s Day? You never remember!”

“This year, I did.” He sounded very proud of himself. “I wanted to surprise you.”

“Mission accomplished.” Juvia was still surprised, but then she smiled and gasped with fake surprise. “You are being romantic! On your own volition!” She teased by accusing him. “The world should hear about this. Juvia needs to share this moment!” Juvia pretended to go to the door, but took just one step before he grabbed her by the wrist, bringing her close to his chest, making her have a fit of giggles.

Gray rolled his eyes at her reaction, but Juvia could see the sides of his lips curl up a little bit and he kissed her lips lightly. “No need to alert the world tonight. Am I right to assume everyone in Fairy Tail will be hearing about this tomorrow?”

“You would be correct, yes.” She grinned and he leaned to kiss her for a few moments. “Thank you. This looks beautiful.”

“It’s not even the whole thing.” He rolled his eyes again. “You are thanking me too soon.”

“No.” She put a hand on his cheek and smiled sweetly at him. “Just this room, just you remembering and doing this for Juvia is all she needs. She would be completely happy if it was just this you prepared for tonight. Sometimes just a gesture is the greatest gift a person can get.” Her smile widened.

Gray looked at her, as if amazed and then she saw determination in his eyes, and she wondered why. “Dammit, I was going to do this later after dinner.” Juvia frowned and he cleared up. “Give you your gift.”

“Oh!” Juvia gasped. “Juvia has one for you too. It’s-” She was about to step away from him, but he didn’t release her.”

“No, forget about yours to me and focus on mine.” He cleared his throat. “It’s actually a gift for both of us.” Juvia tilted her head to the side in confusion and she became even more confused when he took a small blue velvet box from inside his pocket and opened it, showing her a diamond ring.

“I say this gift is ours because if you say ‘yes’ to what I’m about to ask, I know it’s going to be a lifetime gift to me.” Juvia’s heart was beating so fast she wouldn’t be surprised if Gray were hearing it. He wasn’t going to- Nah, there was no way he was actually- No. “So, would you like it to make my Valentine’s Day gift you saying ‘yes’ when I ask you to marry me?”

Juvia’s heart stopped. She was dreaming, that was it. That explained the candles, the romance. That was the only logical explanation, because if it was really happening, then it meant Gray Fullbuster had just asked her to marry him,

“You know, I kind of need an answer.” He told her in a whisper, looking actually nervous as if she would say ‘no’ to him.

Not really sure if she was dreaming or not, Juvia answered, because it would be the same in any case: “Yes.” She whispered. “Yes!” She said it again, tears in her eyes. “Yes!”

Gray’s grin could’ve lit up Magnolia when he reached for her hand and placed the ring there, pulling her for a deep kiss a moment later. “Don’t cry.” He told her when they came up for air. “I know that marrying me must be a terrifying thought, but-” Her laughter between tears cut him off and he grinned. “Now that’s better.”

“I love you.” Juvia told him, smiling through her tears.

“Yeah, I love you too.” He said, it became easier for him to say it through the years. Gray kissed her once more and whispered: “So, engagement sex now, food later or food now, engagement sex later? Just so you know: we are eating because I didn’t cook for nothing.”

Juvia laughed. “First option.”

“Oh, I knew I loved you for a reason.” Gray said and grabbed her, putting her over his shoulder while she laughed, and with a movement with his hand, he used his magic to blow the candles, leaving only the two on the table.

It was the best Valentine’s Day of her life.


AN: I hope you enjoyed it!

Weekly Voltron Fic Recs #30

Officially no longer a youngster. Get a job and get out of your parents’ basement, “weekly” rec list, for pete’s sake. Get it together.

Rules: You can find past weekly rec lists here, and non-list recs in my general fic rec tag. This is stuff I like, and I have a huge bias toward Lance, hurt/comfort, and general fluff, in that order. Gen unless otherwise noted. Please comment on the fics if you read and enjoy them!

A Lonely Mind by Bandity
Words:  11,292 (WIP ½)
Author’s Summary:  Lance struggles with depression, choosing to hide his problems, he starts down a dangerous road alone.
My Comments: I think I kinda freaked the author by leaving a RIDICULOUSLY long comment on this one. Go read that for my expanded thoughts. But yeah, fave of the list. You remember that post going around not long ago about how healing pods are scary? This fic takes that concept in a FABULOUS direction, and I love it to death.

Starve the Ego, Feed the Soul by Agapostemon
Words: 1,595
Author’s Summary:
“So you want me to spy for you,” Keith observes blandly. “Exactly!” Hunk nods, “Oh, and keep an eye out for food stashes. I wanna know where all my ingredients are going. ”Keith sighs, “Fine, whatever. I’ll spy for you. But only because he’s my brother and I care about him.”
My Comments: Really sweet and heart-achey exploration of Keith and Shiro’s relationship, through the scenario of Shiro hoarding food in his room.

Pizza, Pasta and some comfort by SerenePhenix
Words: 4,405
Author’s Summary: I love taylor_tut’s sickfics to death but the one that really stuck with me was the one about the college AU where Lance appeared on the gang’s doorstep and they all were like “let’s take care of this sick stranger”.I really couldn’t help myself…
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Getting Lance to stop before he can collapse Shiro wonders what can be done to help the poor guy.
Besides making sure that his temperature doesn’t go through the roof…
My Comments: Not long ago, I recced “The Pizza One” as my favorite taylor_tut fic, and here’s a nice long sequel! I love it almost as much as everyone in the fic loves Lance.

Food for Thought by WildWolf25
Words: 9,094
Author’s Summary: After a very uncomfortable breakfast his first morning in the Castle of Lions, Ulaz learns that Galra and Earthlings (and Alteans) have some very prominent cultural differences, specifically relating to food. Once they get some misunderstandings cleared up, though, Lance gets a certain idea…
My Comments: Crack alert! This is delightful. Gen, but technically NSFW for…reasons. Just read it, if you’re of age.

Stretch the Day by Stratagem
Words: 886
Author’s Summary: Lance and Hunk hang out with their siblings at a lake and have a nice day where nothing bad happens. Really!
My Comments: I’m actually reccing every fic in this series, Voltron Space Family, this one just happened to come up first in my AO3 history because I read it the most recently. But yeah, you should consume everything. This author is SUPER good at child mannerisms, as well character interaction and feels. There’s a story where Shiro is rescued after the end of Season 2 by a misfit band of space pirates including one Matt Holt, and another where the Galra kidnap Lance and Hunk’s siblings, which is heart-rending. Very, very good stuff. I’ll be following this author with eager anticipation.

Distance by nawsies
Words: 1,381
Author’s Summary: Pidge misses her Mum so much and most of the time she refuses to think about it, Lance is in the right place at the right time and wants to help his friend (he helps).
My Comments: Sweet, achey, homesick Lance and Pidge. Beautiful little fic.

Mermaid Rescue and Rehab Inc. by isabeau25
Words: 1,064
Author’s Summary: Sadly, this isn’t the strangest phone call Pidge has ever gotten from Lance. The mermaid is new though.
My Comments: MERBABY SHIRO RESCUED BY THE GARRISON TRIO. If that doesn’t make you want to read it I don’t know what will. Just go. It’s great.

Voltron Hug Collection by hufflepirate
Words: 12,761
Author’s Summary: 15 microfics, minifics, or oneshots featuring Voltron hugs. These were written based on tumblr prompts (plus 2) and to get me through finals week. Every chapter involves at least one hug, all hugs are platonic, and chapter titles will tell you the people involved and some idea of the plot or prompt, so keep an eye out for those.
My Comments: I’ve been reblogging these fics in their tumblr post form, because they are all amazing, but if you missed any, here they are all handily collected for your convenience! I intend to comment on every single chapter, just haven’t gotten to it yet.

Lionhearted by Pidgeon_Online
Words: 9,539
Author’s Summary: It’s a struggle for everyone. They’re struggling to stay afloat in the sea of stress and anxiety.And Pidge accidentally tipped the boat.or
Pidge gets sick and everyone helps while trying to juggle their own problems.
My Comments: Sick Pidge with bonus angsty Lance and supportive everyone else. A pleasure to read.

One Day at a Time by dem_hips
Words: 2,818
Author’s Summary: Being away from home at school is a little different from being away from home defending the universe, as it turns out.
My Comments: Kind, supportive Garrison Trio. They’re all so very far away from home. Another fic where Pidge and Lance level up their friendship. I love it.

Caught in the Rain by WildWolf25
Words: 3,611
Author’s Summary: “Hi, um, do you need help with your… robot car?”Pidge looked up to find a man looking down in bemusement at them. His black hair was cropped close to his head, shorter at the undercut and only slightly longer on top, save for a white-dyed tuft that fell over his forehead.
“It’s a rendition of the Mars Rover, but ‘robot car’ works too.” Pidge said. “And I’m okay, I just need to dry it off. My teammates are delayed, so I just need somewhere out of the rain to wait for them. Sorry about using your awning.” (While waiting for their robotics club members, Pidge gets caught in the rain and takes refuge in the lobby of an onsen, where they meet Shiro)
My Comments: This is such a warm, gentle, relaxing fic, much like I imagine an onsen visit to be. Love this modern version of Pidge and Shiro, with Lance being a disaster and Hunk being a suspicious mechanic, as it should be.

Heathens by TheCookieMonster77
Words: 8,785
Author’s Summary: “You…"Keith looked completely bewildered and lost at Lance’s outburst and Lance thought that that was probably the worst part of all of this. The heathen didn’t even realize his error.Keith’s face looked startlingly close to a kicked puppy. "What did I do?”“I- You-” Lance let out a muffled shriek shout of irritation. “You,” he growled, jaw clenched and teeth grinding, “just asked for pineapple. On pizza."What. An. Out. Rage.Keith blinked. ”…Yes?“Hunk is an amazing angel (like always) who figured out how to make space pizza. Lance was ready to sing his praises to the universe, but then his teammates have to go ruin everything by insisting on pineapple pizza.Heathens.
My Comments: Very fun and funny fic! I loved everyone’s different reactions.

A (Space) Mother’s Work is Never Done by BajillionKittens
Words: 2,851 (WIP 3/?)
Author’s Summary: A Mother’s Day celebration for the team mom. Six times Coran took care of his kids and one time they returned the favor.
My Comments: SO CUTE. I love the way Coran takes care of all of these children he’s suddenly stuck with. The different scenarios are all very good and fitting, and I’m looking forward to more.

Little Drops of Poison by Saereneth for BossToaster (ChaoticReactions)
Words: 2,607
Author’s Summary: Shiro had been trying to catch up to them, clawing his way through years of separation just to feel like he was part of them once more, but sometimes it was just too much, and he had to excuse himself for a while so he could come to grips with everything he’d missed.
My Comments: @bosstoaster‘s Ten Years On AU bothers me on a very visceral level that I have trouble articulating, but this little exploration in the sandbox is lovely. I love Pidge unable to stick with her original concept and expanding into thing she finds interesting or just pretty, and the way Lance notices Shiro spiraling and subtly grounds him without being flashy is really lovely characterization. Very believable development of both of them, and Shiro is heartbreaking as always, but everyone’s going to take care of him.

Be Water, My Friend by xLoLix
Words: 8,531
Author’s Summary: So there are the quieter moments between missions, between exciting events, between the moments that matter. (The real secret are that those are the moments that matter the most.)Here are some moments between the paladins, starring Lance.Or; I air out some of my general grievances and de-stress from school by writing a fic about my favourite character.
My Comments: Really lovely exploration of Lance and his relationships. I enjoyed it.

Finding Family by squirenonny
Words: 17,214
Author’s Summary: A collection of drabbles that don’t fit neatly into the main Duality plotline. Most can be read independently of the main story, though each entry contains a note on where it fits in the timeline.Written based on prompts from readers.
My Comments: Some mild Klance and Shatt. Every single of one of these is delightful. You should just read everything this author writes. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again.

Previously Recced Fics That Updated:

As Color Fades Away by IcyPanther
Truce by kyanve
The Times They Remembered Pidge Was a Girl by MagmaWrites
The Color Of Our Planet From Far Far Away by LonelyGirlInSpace
Someplace Like Home by squirenonny  (THE GANG IS BACK TOGETHER)
Secret of the Blood by exclamation (now complete)
Garrison Days by castlestormed
Towards The Sun by Eastofthemoon
The Machinations of Perception by HapaxLegomenon
Must Surely Be Learning by BossToaster (ChaoticReactions) (now complete)
The Garden of Heaven by Genesister (papirini)  (now complete)
Love and Other Questions by squirenonny
The Size Of Our Actions by buttered_onions
Scattered by avidbeader
A Dream Away by BossToaster (ChaoticReactions)
Stardust, Silk and Steel by CalicoTomcat
Shifting Sands by Cardigan_Quincy

113. Dean carrying you to bed when you fall asleep in the library.

A/N: I felt like writing more fluff since the last bit of fluff was so well received. I hope I did him justice with this. Enjoy everyone!

Word count: 821

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He rubs his eyes tiredly with the heel of his hand, blinking back sleepiness as he closed his book.

Nearly two and a half hours into this book and nothing has stood out to him.

One look at his watch shows a dizzying 3:28 in the morning, and he slides the book across the table before leaning his elbows onto it and placing his head in his hands.

He yawns heavily and then looks up to his partner in crime, till death do them part.

Her head is tilted forward slightly, hair falling around her face as a curtain from the light illuminating the room.

He pauses a moment to look at her as she slept, her long lashes just kissing her cheeks and her pink lips barely parted as she exhaled.

His stomach tightens with the love he feels for the woman in front of him.

Sure, she had a temper that was quicker to flare up than his own, and a mouth that could spew some insults that made even him proud.

But beneath her hard exterior, very far beneath, there was a woman that had the soul of an angel, the heart of a human, and the passion of a demon.

Her gentleness and smile brightened his world, made him willing to wake up every morning and face the day knowing that if it was his last, it would be okay. It would be okay because as long as he got to see her smile, he considered his life fulfilled.

And her laugh, God, her laugh. Pitched just enough to make everyone around her want to laugh as well, he does everything that he can to hear it all the time.

She stirs slightly, tipping her head onto her shoulder, onto her perfectly soft skin.

Her skin was like rose petals against his flesh, so delicate and alluring and always smelling so sweet. It was soft, but easily bruised and wounded.

Scars, beautiful scars, across biceps and her stomach and thighs, telling stories of the battles she had been though to protect the people she cared about most from harm.

She saw them as imperfections; he saw them as marks of triumph over the darkness embedded in the world. Her thorns, ugly to some, but part of the whole rose that accented its beauty to others.

His eyes fall to the gentle curve of her neck, her most vulnerable patch of flesh that he loved to lay kisses on just because it made her giggle like a schoolgirl. That he loved to leave his mark on just so that he could watch her try to cover it with makeup before deciding that it was too dark to be covered. That pulsed with her heartbeat, reminding him of every second that she was alive and with him.

He takes a breath to ease the tightness in his chest and stands up slowly, trying not to make a sound to disturb her.

She was already a light sleeper, and he didn’t want to wake her tonight. He makes his way around the table to her, taking the book carefully from her lap before marking the page and setting it on the table.

She makes a sound in her sleep, one that makes him smile as he realized that she kicked ass even in her dreams.

One of his arms slips behind her back, the other one sliding beneath her knees so that he can lift her to his chest with ease.

She curls against him, laying her head on his collar and tucking into him.

He pauses for another moment and lays his cheek to the top of her head, closing his eyes so that he has nothing to distract him from the woman in his arms currently.

He stands there for several moments silently loving her before he starts toward his room.

Their room.

Once his, now hers, and forever their’s.

He’s careful down the hallway, making sure that he doesn’t accidentally brush against the wall or do anything else that could wake her.

Their room comes too soon for his liking.

If he could carry her for the rest of their lives, he would gladly do so, just so that he could always feel her presence with him.

As he slips her into bed, she stirs once again, her eyelashes fluttering as if she were about to open her eyes.

“Dean?” she breathes, cracking her eyes open half an inch to look at him.

God, what her voice does to him.

“I didn’t mean to wake you,” he says as he slips into bed behind her, circling his arms around her waist.

“Just making sure you’re with me,” she mumbles as she presses back into him, fitting the curve of his body like the answer to all of the questions he’s ever asked.

“Always,” he tells her quietly, but he knows she is likely already asleep.

“Always.”

Nervous // Jung Jaehyun

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the prompt: could I request a NCT jaehyun fluff where you’re a new trainee at SM and you and jaehyun become close and SM puts you guys together to sing a duet for SM concert and the two of fall in love.

words: 1498

category: fluff + a lil angst

author note: beep boop sneep snoop it’s so hard to write for jaehyun oops

- destinee

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I saw this post and had feelings.


“What’re you doin’?” Bucky asked as Natasha stopped to take a picture of a giant tree, leaves orange-going-on-red. He would have bitched at her for blowing their cover but it actually helped with their tourist personas.

Natasha glanced at him, unimpressed, then turned back to line up the perfect shot. “Don’t pretend you don’t know.”

“I’m not pretending. I don’t know.”

“That’s sad,” Natasha said, pulling her phone back to her chest to tap on the screen with her thumbs. “You make me sad.”

Bucky took a moment to be jealous at how fast she could type. His metal thumb didn’t register on his screen. “That’s not new.”

“I’m going to show you the greatest thing you will ever see,” Natasha informed him, then thrust her phone in his face.

He frowned, confused, when he saw the picture of the tree again. It was a nice picture, he supposed. He’d seen better. Underneath it was the text ‘look at this tree.’ The confusion didn’t leave. He jumped a little when her phone vibrated in her hand.

✨Tony✨: It’s beautiful, just like you! I’m going into a meeting so I won’t be able to answer very quickly but don’t let that stop you!

Bucky stared at it for a moment. “…Why does he get sparkle emoji and I get grinning shit?”

“Because I think you’re a piece of shit.” Natasha pulled her phone back to read the message and smiled slightly. “One time I was pissed off and told him I wanted to kill someone and he texted me back that if I was in prison, he couldn’t take me out for delicate patisseries anymore.” She stared into the distance. “The idea of going without fig tartlets frightened me.”

“America has changed you and I’m not sure I like it,” Bucky declared even as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders to throw off a couple of agents that were peering at them suspiciously. “What’s a tartlet?”

“I’m going to buy a dozen and eat them all in front of you without offering you a single bite,” Natasha replied, holding her phone up. “Couples still take selfies, right?”

Bucky stared at the phone impassively. “What’s with people and selfies?”

“You’re a stick in the mud. At least Steve was a good kisser,” Natasha complained, texting the picture to Tony as the brunet sputtered in disbelief and confusion.

✨Tony✨: Tell Buck-o to turn that frown upside down! You’re both young and beautiful in London! What is there to frown about? c:

“Precious,” Natasha said fondly.


“Did you know that Tony’s contact has sparkle emoji on Natasha’s phone?” Bucky asked.

Steve looked up, hurt. “Why am I smiling poop?”

“Because I think you’re a piece of shit too,” Natasha said, snapping a picture of him. “You’re both shitty. I don’t know why I put up with you.”

“Because we’re adorable,” Bucky drawled before throwing himself across Steve’s lap. “Don’t worry, Steve. I’m smiling shit, too.”

…That did make him feel better.

“Clint’s just a row of emoji consisting of pizza, arrows, and a dog face,” Natasha added.

Steve whined. “I wanna be pizza and a dog face!”

“No,” she said, and took a picture of the blond in Snapchat so she could give him a halo of grinning shits.


Just for shits and giggles, Bucky texted Tony ‘listen, some days you have a lemon and some days you are the lemon.’ Tony didn’t get back to him immediately, but he hadn’t expected him to. He and Steve still preferred phone calls over texting, so everyone knew that if they were texting it probably wasn’t too important.

Tony: I think you’re peachy keen! :D

Bucky clutched his chest. “Shit.”

Steve sat up in alarm. “You okay, Buck?”

“Tony is so cute how can anyone take this man seriously.”

“What?” Steve blinked at him. “…Oh!” He smiled. “Natasha showed you her texts from Tony!”

Bucky stared down at his phone fondly. “Is he like this with everyone?”

“No, just Natasha, I think. You now, too, I guess. I think he does it for Bruce when he feels down, but JARVIS tells him when that is.”

“Oh.” Bucky smiled a little. “…That’s nice.”

Steve grinned at him. “He just likes to brighten the days of people he thinks need it.”


Steve found Bucky tucked in the closet, clutching a knife. “Bad dream?”

“There was blood everywhere,” Bucky whispered, knuckles going white. He let the blond take the knife from his hands and instead tucked them in his armpits, shivering. “All over. I can’t–Why, Steve?”

Steve sighed and crawled into the closet with him, pulling the door shut behind him. “I don’t know, Bucky.” He wrapped an arm around the brunet’s shoulders and pulled him up against his side. “You got your phone?”

“…I think so?” Bucky frowned, trying to recall. “…In my pocket, maybe.”

“Okay.” Steve reached down to fish the phone out of his pocket. “Would it help to send a message to Tony?”

Bucky buried his face in the blond’s shoulder. “He’s. He’s in. China? Japan? Asia. I think. He’ll be asleep.”

“Well, we can send him something,” Steve reasoned. “He can get back to us when he wakes up.”

Bucky reached up to grab his wrist. “Don’t–don’t tell him I’m like this. I don’t want him to worry.”

Steve sighed, unable to help a little smile. “What do you want me to say? That you want to run off and be a hermit in the mountains?”

“…Yeah,” Bucky said. It wasn’t technically a lie. Sometimes he did wanna run off to be a hermit in the mountains.

Steve jumped a little when he received a text almost immediately. “Oh!”

Tony: Can I visit you there?

Bucky peered at the screen. “…No. Only cats allowed.”

“What about me?” Steve asked as he typed in his answer.

“You’re not a cat.”

Tony: I can’t think of anyone better to share a cave with! And I would know. I’ve spent time in a cave. 😜

“Aw,” Steve said, torn between adoring and sad. “Way to break my heart, Tony.”

“He’s broken worse parts,” Bucky said, even though both of them knew it was a lie.

fight me || park jimin

summary: park jimin has become infatuated with his patient. 

based off this

nurse!jimin, stupidcollegestudentwhoistoostressedtoeatandisalsoeverysingleoneofusreadersoutthere!reader

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the right to remain silent

Okay so I recently hit a follower and a fic milestone, and my immediate reaction was just to go, “oh, nice!” and eat some ice-cream - but then my sister, who is my conscience in human form, said, “Why on earth are you congratulating yourself? You should be doing something nice for the people who made this possible!” so in the end I went “Alright alright alright have this terrible ficlet I wrote in like 20 minutes”. Thanks for everything, guys!

“my dad is a cop and i just called him and he was like “hey i have a 17 year old boy in the back of my cop car right now that i’m running him to the station” and i asked if he was cute and my dad said “Hey, my daughter wants to know if you’re cute” and the guy said “i want to say yes, sir” and my dad started laughing so hard” AU based on this post . (It was supposed to be Zutara, but honestly? It’s basically Hakoda deciding to adopt Zuko)

the right to remain silent 

“Are you okay with this, or do you want me to change the station?” Hakoda says. Silence greets him, so he glances into the rear view mirror at the boy sitting behind him, who is looking back at him with anger and apprehension and uncertainty written over his face. It’s actually a pretty impressive range of emotions he’s displaying, given the fact that the kid really only has one eye.

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But you know what would be real cute? Allura falling first for Keith.

  •  I’m kidding it wouldn’t be cute, it’d be HILARIOUS 
  • like she’d be super casual one day, observing the paladins train and thinking “oh Keith looks pretty cute today” and then being like “???????why????did I????? Think that??????" 
  • and she’d dismiss it at first like "whatever it’s just teenage hormones nothing serious” but then it starts happening too often. Like. Way Too Often.
  • and she’d be like ??????? And bc she probably doesn’t know how to handle crushes she’d straight up ignore him? Like she isn’t even sure why she just does. 
  • AND KEITH WOULD BE SO WORRIED AND BE LIKE WHY ARE YOU IGNORING ME IS IT BECAUSE OF THE GALRA THING 
  • AND SHED BE SUPER FLUSTERED AND BE LIKE IN TOTAL FUCKING DENIAL LIKE WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT IM NOT IGNORING YOU??? AND THEN SHED IGNORE HIM EVEN HARDER 
  • and Keith is like really hurt but also kinda angry so he ignores her back which makes allura even angrier 
  • and it comes to a point where everyone realizes. Like the entire team just tries to avoid being in the same room as them because of their weird vibe 
  • and then, one day, they have to do this mission together and they’re both like “ok. You’re a professional. You have done things even more dangerous than this. Why are you sweating." 
  • and it’s really a non-essential mission but somehow they end up bickering so fucking much 
  • and Keith just loses it. 
  • "WHY HAVE YOU BEEN IGNORING ME" 
  • "BECAUSE I HAVE A CRUSH ON YOU”
  •  keith blinks. “hah. what.” 
  • meanwhile allura’s head is that one spongebob meme where everything is on fire “nothing, just- ignore me. let’s finish the mission.” 
  • ”wait, allura-”
  • ”i said. keep. going.”
  • keith nearly crashes their ship three times. 
  • later, while everyone is asleep, allura is not. she’s in the room where her father’s memories used to kept. The soft blue light emanating from the control panel feels cold and distant and like it’s never gonna end.
  • she’s not crying, not exactly. she wishes she was, but she’s just too tired for that. 
  • her fight with keith, as petty and ridiculous as it was, had made her realize something: no matter how the war ended, her teenage years were never coming back. 
  • she’s not proud to admit it, but sometimes she wishes she were… somewhere else. someone else.
  • she’s carrying the lives and hopes of billions of beings on her shoulders and it’s unbearable, but she has to bear it anyway. 
  • a quiet voice resonates across the empty space. “allura?”
  • it’s keith. she sighs, already dreading and cherishing his presence. “hello, keith.” she greets him, her voice so tiny she’s worried he may have not heard. 
  • but he does. “i couldn’t sleep, either.” she hears his footsteps, and feels his warmth when he settles on the ground besides her. “listen, i wanted to talk about-”
  • ”don’t.” she cuts him, “it was my fault. i shouldn’t -” 
  • ”no, allura-” he tries to cut her back, but whatever sentence he was about to say dies on his lips.
  • they stay in some sort of heavy silence for a while. then, keith says. “I just couldn’t believe it. still can’t.”
  • “believe what?”
  • keith makes a funny face, as if the idea he’s entertaining was too complicated to put it into words, “well, you know, you. having a… crush. on me. that.” 
  • allura feels her face going hot. somehow, it’ even more embarrassing if keith says it. she is half tempted to put her defences up again, but ultimately decides against it. “why?” 
  • keith looks at her, a little surprised. “you’re kidding, right?” when he sees the blank look on her face, he continues, “well, you’re sort of a very pretty alien princess. and my boss. so yeah, sorry if i didn’t believe you had a crush on me, out of everyone else.”
  • she knows she’s being a little ridiculous, but the compliment makes her smile. “well, you’re kinda pretty too.” 
  • keith chuckles, a little sardonic but pleased as well. allura feels her heart swell with the sight. “i like you too. that’s what i tried to say back in the ship.” 
  • they fall silent again, but this time is comfortably light. the soft blue light that’s bathing both of them now feels like a maybe. 

okay this was supposed to be a fic for kallura positivity day but i just couldn’t? get around? to make it? so i decided to turn it into hc’s. @thekallurashipper happy super late birthday!! hope you had an awesome one :D

Prince!Jeonghan
  • The most devious little shit 
  • like the amount of crazy adventures this kid would get up to oh my god
  • but it wasn’t like the wild type of stuff
  • it was like convincing his cousin that you’re supposed to shake soda before you drink it 
  • or telling one of the stable boys that his name wasn’t actually Jeonghan, that was just a nickname and he couldn’t actually tell anyone his real name
  • Idk why i made Baby!Han a pathological liar 
  • but as he grows up he becomes a bit more clever
  • as in his pranks aren’t so blatantly false 
  • Everyone is a little bit scared of Jeonghan tbh
  • like he’s the cutest but if he’s particularly bored that day then you better watch out. 

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