Keith and Lance have to get married because Lance accidentally told his mother they were engaged and Keith would rather die than disappoint Rosa Sanchez
“too bad this is all fake” he thinks sadly, “Lance doesn’t actually love me like that this marriage is just,,,, u know,,,, as a friend,,,, very platonic,, ,,,,,,, Im sure there’s no way he has f e e l i n g s for me”
thank u pokemon go for now giving me a new rival-otp prompt:
both person a and person b live in an area that only has one gym (as the others are really far away) so they’re constantly stealing it from one another. one day, they’re both there at the exact same time, and person a whispers, “are you ___?” “yes?” “you fucker” and then they bond over pokemon and fall in love but also race to defend the gym
alternatively: imagine ur ot3 in order to cover all teams
Prompt: Okay honestly because I’m somewhat obsessed with Sebastian having a hair pulling kink (because who wouldn’t want to tug on those beautiful locks?) I’m just gonna shamelessly get down on my virtual knees and beg for a smutty one with hair pulling kink seb this time If the kink has already served its time, any seb smut will conjure the same reaction of feels, tears, and need for my own personal Sebastian Stan. And here’s a friendly reminder that I love you loads and I hope you have a good day
A/N: I’ve got you, babe. I will always deliver. I will also very readily admit that this was one of my favourites to write. Hair pulling kink, Seb between the thighs- what more could you want? Keep hydrated, kids.
They’d had a long day - both got sunburned in the hot midwestern afternoon, both pushed themselves a little too hard on the hunt, both towed themselves through the door of the motel room like they were moving through golden syrup. Dean let Cas climb into the tiny shower first, and then headed in himself as soon as Cas was out - and by the time he was done with rinsing the bubbles out of his hair and scrubbing himself all over with the motel’s cheap body wash, Cas was flat out on the bed.
He looked calm and peaceful, his cheeks pink with the sunburn and his hair still a little wet. His lips were ever so slightly parted, and he had his head down at the bottom corner of the pillow, like he always did. His fingers were softly curled like ferns, or like feathers, their tips barely kissing his palms.
As Dean watched, Cas’ eyes twitched ever so slightly. In the dim, shabby light of the motel room, he was stunning; he was still the most beautiful thing that Dean had ever seen, all long tanned legs and strong bare arms and with an aura of peace - power, at peace - that made Dean’s heart want to leap right out of his chest.
good with this, right? We can change the scene.” Jensen was taking in all your
movements and reactions to being back on set in the bunker dungeon for the
first time. You’d been filming for about a month now, but you hadn’t had a
scene on this set until now. You’d stayed away from it on purpose. You had
decided, on advice from your therapist, to do a walkthrough of the set on your
own with just Jensen to see how you’d react.
kind of have to be good with it.” You answered, walking around with your hands
across your chest, holding your emotions inside. “I can’t just avoid it
forever…” He watched your eyes trail across the room, settling on the spot
where you’d killed your stalker. For a split second you were back in that
moment, reliving shoving the knife into another human’s chest and his cold eyes
staring back at you, laughing at you. Able to shake yourself out of it, you
grabbed Jensen’s hand and pulled him out of the room.
night you were getting ready for bed when you glanced into the mirror,
screaming in terror when you saw Eli’s face staring back at you. “What
happened?” Jensen damn near busted the door down when he stormed in the
bathroom, finding you clutching the sink and hyperventilating. “You’re ok.
You’re ok. Come on.” He hesitantly reached out and grabbed your hand, sighing
in relief when you didn’t pull away. He guided you to the bed and wrapped you
up in his arms as tight as he could, rubbing your back and shushing you.
You sat across from Wanda in the
small shop, sipping on your steaming coffee from Starbucks. The past few days
had returned back to normal and you had resumed your normal lunch outings with
Wanda and staying late at the office for your boss. You and Wanda were on
lunchbreak, going the usual route of stopping by Starbucks for you to grab a
coffee and then settling at this café for a small lunch—catering to Wanda’s
Wanda poked at her chickpea salad
with her fork and sighed, “T’Chakka is starting to let people go at the office
and I’m not exactly in his good graces like you are.” Her gaze flickered up
from her food to where you sat across from her.
“Wanda,” you reassured, “I promise
you don’t have to worry about being laid off. T’Chakka has always been
knowledgeable about who’s good for the company and who isn’t. You get your shit
done at the end of the day and that’s what matters.”
The brunette smiled and laughed
softly, sitting back in her chair and glancing around the bustling café. She
shook her head and pointed her fork at you, “You make everything sound so much
better than it is. Anyway, I want to know about Stripper Steve. What’s he been
Do you know any good, well written Stydia AU's that I could read?
You just made me go back and search for my favorites. Consider the below list my top pick Stydia fics. UGH it’s making me want to binge read all of these beautiful stories. Seriously, you know these are good when it’s been months since I’ve read fanfiction and these automatically come up in my mind.
Also, feel free to read any other stories by these authors because all of their work is flawless and will make you fall in love with Stydia all over again. Trust me.
Some of these are definitely classified as AU’s, and some others are sort of AU and some are not AU at all - but I promise all of these are so worth a read: