for which he stands

rewatching old minecraft lets plays (mostly for background noise as i study) and in the old potions lets plays, there was some fucking great team nice dynamite moments. fucking gavin picking fights with everyone that michael begrudgingly has to step in and finish. michael even says at one point “well yeah, gavin started it but now i gotta step in to save his ass” and all im saying is please incorporate this more in fahc au thank you 

archie-thecookiemonster  asked:

do you have any thoughts or head canons about adhd lance?

All I Do Is Think About ADHD Lance 24/7, 7 Days A Week, All Year Long. Anyway here goes.

  • Lance: [mockingly] “We need to focus.”
    • That’s a canon line like… ADHD Lance is real lmao
  • He tries his best to follow verbal directions, he really does, but it’s.. His short-term memory is honestly so fucked to hell lmao. Things just get switched around the moment someone says them.
    • Blue takes to recording things sort of?? Like Shiro and Allura will divvy out tasks at the beginning of a mission, and once Lance is in the cockpit Blue will pull up a miniscreen that has all his duties typed out for him. So he can read them and then know what he needs to do, all in the correct order.
    • When he completes an objective, he gets a checkmark!
  • Lance: I know I’m supposed to take my meds on a strict schedule but what if I… did Not do that… lol
    Hunk: Lance, that sounds like a really bad idea
    Lance: Nah it’ll be fine
    • Lance, thirty minutes later: Hunk, if you have ever loved me, you will kill me.
      Hunk: (rubbing Lance’s back) I know it’s bad, but it’ll pass
  • During his downtime, Lance can usually be found wearing Pidge’s headphones. He doesn’t even have any music playing, he just likes how they muffle out most sound. 
    • Noise-cancelling headphones kind of freak him out, he needs a pair that strikes that perfect balance of Blocking Out Most Noise while simultaneously allowing him to register stimuli.
  • Pidge eventually makes him a pair of blue headphones and Lance spends the rest of the day like :’)
  • He zones out very easily, so he tends to keep a timer on his person, just so he can be aware of.. himself, I guess. He hates losing track of time, because Lance is a very big ‘live in the moment’ kind of guy, so it’s frustrating when he misses out on life because of his ADHD.
  • Lance always needs some kind of background noise, just to keep him from being anxious. When he’s stressed but really needs to focus, he literally just listens to static/white background noise. It’s super helpful actually, I really recommend it.
  • Allura: Paladins, your training session for the day will be spent meditating (Lance gets up) on the bond between you and your- Lance?
    • Lance: (halfway out the door) lmao have fun guys!
  • Sometimes his brain just goes into hyperdrive so Lance will go to the training room and either run around until he gets tired or go on the Altean equivalent of a treadmill and pound out a few miles.
  • His ADHD ties into a lot of his insecurities. Lance has a big family, which means that everyone kind of has to be loud in order to be heard. So his hyperactiveness didn’t really stand out until he hit middle school, which was when he was finally diagnosed.
    • Lance is a smart kid, but he always feels like he’s two steps behind everyone else because of his ADHD. It slows him down, almost, even as it sends his mind into overtime. And that niggles away at him. 
    • A big problem is that Lance doesn’t really know his own limits… or he does, but he refuses to acknowledge them. He’s constantly comparing himself and his abilities against other people (Keith) and becomes frustrated when he can’t ‘keep up’ when in reality… They’re racing on two completely different tracks. He just refuses to accept that.
  • Eddie: [returns to HQ]
  • Ozzie: [is waiting]
  • Ozzie: [probably spent hours practicing how to stand and what to say]
  • Ozzie: Hello old friend
  • Eddie: [assuming he is hallucination!Ozzie] Hi Oswald
  • Ozzie: ...
  • Ozzie: That's... all you have to say?
  • Eddie: [spreading out papers on a table in preparation of his next scheme] I'm rather busy right now so if you don't mind...
  • Hallucination!Ozzie: [appears at Eddie's shoulder]
  • Hallucination!Ozzie: Well he sure is a handsome fellow don't you think?
  • Eddie: [growing impatient] Oswald, I told you, I'm bus- [looks up and sees two Oswalds in the room]
  • Eddie: [looks slowly from one to the other]
  • Eddie: ...wait
  • James: Professor? Er, hypothetically speaking...
  • Dumbledore: Mr. Potter, what has Mr. Black done now?
  • James: Well, he may have (purely accidentally, of course)...transfigured himself into a pumpkin???
  • Dumbledore: I see.
  • James: Problem is....we don't know which one. He was standing in a patch.
  • Dumbledore: *sighs*
  • Remus: *sighs*
  • Peter: *sighs*
  • Sirius: *giggles*

Comic Hasan Minhaj On Roasting Trump And Growing Up A ‘Third Culture Kid’

As the American-born child of parents who emigrated from India, comic Hasan Minhaj often feels a little out of place. “I exist in this hyphen,” he says. “I’m an Indian-American-Muslim kid, but am I more Indian or am I more American? What part of my identity am I?”

Those are the kinds of questions Minhaj deliberately sidestepped when was getting his start in comedy. “It was almost like I was on the playground all over again,” he says of his early career. “I just was afraid if I get real … people aren’t going to like it; they’re going to think I’m a freak.”

After years doing stand-up, Minhaj became a correspondent with The Daily Show in 2014. The following year, he starred in Homecoming King, a one-man stand-up show in which he began to open up on stage about his experiences as a “third culture kid” who doesn’t fully share in either the culture of his parents or that of his hometown of Davis, Calif.

“It wasn’t until I started exploring the personal stuff, the one-man-show stuff, that I kind of got a chance to be more open to the audience and to my family,” he says.

Minhaj’s new stand-up special, which is also called Homecoming King, is available on Netflix starting Tuesday.

The Music Tells The True Story.

I’m listening to The Final Problem soundtrack again, because, even though we all know how the episode…resulted…the music is gorgeous and actually tells the TRUE story. THIS is why I need to make this post. 

I Had No One is Eurus explaining why she did what she did, why she became what she became.
And what do we hear at the very beginning of the song?

John’s theme. 

John’s heartbroken, lonely, lost chords are playing over a slow violin melody, in a scene where a character who isn’t related to John’s character in any way is explaining why she felt alone and NEEDS Sherlock to be complete.

If we’re going with the most probable theory that The Final Problem is John’s bleeding-out hallucination after being shot, he villainizes his love for Sherlock because as we know…John hates himself. He thinks he’s a terrible person for falling in love with the person that saved his life, so in his literal dying moments he creates a horror-movie-world in which Sherlock ignores him and he has to stand there and take the abuse, because that’s what he thinks he deserves. 

But he can’t help but admit to himself that it’s true. He’s fallen in love. And so John’s chords at the beginning of the song are literally musically heartbroken.

The music tells the true story.

8

“Do you remember what I said to you when you told me you were a lesbian?”
“’Thank god you finally said it’?”
“After that.”
“…’You better find a girl who deserves you’.”
“Yes! That! And this might be so shocking to you, but a murderous vampire isn’t what I had in mind!!”

Carmilla + Favorite Familial Relationship: Laura Hollis+Dad (requested by @bi-dominusrex)

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WARNING: YOU ARE ABOU TO WITNESS A PERSON CRYING AND LOVING A YOUND ANGEL NAMED KIM TAEHYUNG. PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK

Precious….. That’s probably the best way to describe this amazing, talented, beautiful young man.

Actually,maybe precious is not even enough to describe this amazing young man.

Maybe, there is no word that can properly describe Kim Taehyung, known as V(which stands for Victory). 

Who is Taehyung?

He is talented

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hardworking

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Beautiful

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Positive

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and so much more.

Just look at that beautiful smile:

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Its so bright

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So happy

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So precious

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However, there are so many people that wish to destroy. that precious smile. 

So many people who wish to take this sunshine and extinguish it.

This year oh what didn’t haters do to try and bring him down.

The mean words…

The death threats….

The accusation of him being an abuser when all he did was play around with a fan.

All the meanwhile the poor, poor boy was suffering, as he was trying to get over the death of his beloved grandma. A woman who raised, him cherished him, led him for many years was suddenly gone and Taehyung had to keep that smile

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  pretend that he is alright…. 

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That he is not hurting….

That he is not in severe pain.

That takes strength and courage. After all not everyone can go forward. Not everyone can receive comfort 

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without lashing out on everyone in front of him at any moment.

Taehyung does not deserve hate. Not even a dislike. After all for what?

Maybe people hate him cause of how caring he is

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Maybe they hate him because of his huge, kind heart

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Or is it his love for animals?

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It could be because of his love for kids.. His wish to one day be an amazing father and husband.

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Or maybe its because of jealousy. 

Maybe its because people have never learnt to love, to care, to hope like he did.

Maybe its because he fight to stay sting and to improve every day, as a dancer, a singer and most importantly as a person.

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There are people who envy those that smile. That hate those who look misfortune in the eye and say I can do this for myself, my family, friends, members.

There are people who hate people who are kind.

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Most importantly ere are people who will never ever be able to fathom that some kid from Daegu got where he got. They are filled to the brim with envy. They think that they are the best but here is the thing.

Taehyung is  person who used to dream of being a farmer.

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He is a person who befriended Jimin immediately and then told of his friends when he saw Jimin sitting alone.

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He is a person who cares for his members.

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But most importantly he does not sit on his phone writing hate speeches.

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Instead he works hard. Improves. Develops.

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So please Taehyung do not let others bring you down. When i have a hard time I think of how you smile. How you sing. How you dance.

And I thank you for that.

You do not know how many people you help indirectly.

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You do not know how much you mean to so many of us. 

After all, you are our sunshine, our precious Taehyung.

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There is nothing wrong with being 4D or alien like. But there is something wrong with making it seem like  negative thing. I know fans try to protect Taehyung but we can never know what he really feels 100%. So lets just make the things around Taehyung as positive as positive because Taehyung deserves the world. No, he deserves the universe.

Actually, scrap that.  

He deserves far more.

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We love you Taehyung! So please stay healthy, happy and remember that its okay to cry.

We love you, I love you. And though you may not know us its ok.

Because we are here.

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I promise.

Lets spread the love for Taehyungie !

Thank you for reading!

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the quality of mercy (1/1)

Summary: In which Killian confesses to David and Emma. Spoilers for 6x12.

Rated: T

Warnings: None

Words: ~4.3k

Notes: I had a lot of feelings about the end of 6x12.  Title from The Quality of Mercy by William Shakespeare.  Much love and gratitude to my instrumental wife @ripplestitchskein for reading this through for me.

Also on ff and ao3


The worst of it, Killian thinks, is that for a moment, he doesn’t recall the man’s face.

He was nothing but a liability, standing between his crew and enough riches to carry him from one day to the next, bleeding out a living until he could sink his hook into the crocodile’s neck. And he doesn’t recognize David’s father at first, because he’d been merely one in the stream, one of the nameless voices that whispers to him late at night, or early in the morning, growing louder and louder, until he’s forced out of bed – and out of the endearingly tight circle of Emma’s arms – to wander along the line where the town meets the sea.

Only now, this one has a name, and the longer and harder he peers down at the drawing, the more familiar he seems. Not only from a hazy memory, but from the set of his brow, the swell of his cheeks, features he sees in the man he now calls his friend, and in the woman he longs to call his wife. And here, in the midnight shadows of the home he shares with her, he holds tight to the incriminating pages, a wisp of the darkness still stirring in his heart suggesting he surrender them to the sea.

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anonymous asked:

ana bear, can i ask you something? can you write little quirks and mannerisms you love about our shining babes? like, a eprsonal trait, a habit, all things you think define them (like Taem's magic hands and stuff)

yes y e s  of course I can and I’ll be glad to - let’s start with:

taemin

quirks/mannerisms

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How dare someone say DC isn’t inspiring hope?! It is inspiring hope in a world where finding hope is hard. Superheroes shouldn’t enter a universe when everything is okay and be the source of rising tension and problems, they should enter the world when people have nothing else to believe in when they need inspiration!

The DC universe starts with Clark Kent being a hero in a world where people would turn against him. Clark Kent can’t find his place in the world, he is struggling with creating his own identity, but he is still saving lives. Lois finds him because everywhere he goes he saves people. The world is invaded and Clark is pushed as he would realistically to his breaking point (the destruction is the level it would be if a world ending fight had happened) the world is scared it needs hope. It needs superheroes to inspire. Criticize MOS all you want, everyone knows that if a being with God like powers showed up you bet your ass everything Martha feared would come true, but Clark still has enough faith in humanity to risk everything for it- how is that not hopeful?

BVS is apparently so dark, but the entire movie is about people who have lost hope regaining it. Clark struggles with being hated and feared, he struggles to deal with his sacrifice, as anyone would. He pushed himself to the breaking point for people, and yet they don’t trust him. Clark instead of breaking works hard to prove himself, he tries to be a hero for the world, to fit in. It isn’t easy for Clark, but it is worth it to him, Clark see’s enough good in humanity that he finds a reason to be their hero despite the fact that he doesn’t owe the world a goddamn thing. 

Bruce has lost everything, he has lost his purpose, and he see’s the worst in Clark, as he see’s the worst in himself, and humanity. Bruce despite struggling with his PTSD  finds a reason to trust again because of Clark’s heroism. It’s Clark Kent’s embodiment of the most human principles (hope, trust, faith) that brings Bruce back from the edge. “Men are still good”

BVS shows heroes even when they lose hope can find it again. Diana is much the same, after a World War she doesn’t think that humanity deserves saving, but because she see’s a man with no power fight a losing battle, when she see’s a being much like herself risk everything despite being rejected she remembers why she fights! How is that not hopeful.

Suicide Squad begins with dealing with the fallout of Superman’s death, the world hasn’t simply gotten over it. However, horrible people, people who have no reason to trust each other, or fight for humanity, come together to save it because even the worst of us have the potential to do the right thing. The idea that no one is too far gone to save, that even with a bomb in your head you can choose to save someone you care about is shown. That is pure hope.

Hope is easy in a world where the hero can save everyone, hope is easy when people trust heroes from the start. But hope in a universe where your faith is constantly tested, now that is an achievement.

just another coffee shop AU

So this was part of a not!fic challenge but it ended up as more of a fic than a not!fic, so I’m posting it here. The challenge was to put a trope in my inbox and I’d tell you about the story I’d write. (Honestly, I’m tempted to adapt this and try to do it as orig fic, haha) So enjoy.

It’s harder than you think to get a job in a little podunk town that’s mostly home to fishermen. Dex takes what he can get, and what he can get is a job dishing out lattes and scones at the little pretentious coffee house that vacationing yuppies love to frequent on their way to Maine’s outlet malls. It’s barely a living, but Dex doesn’t need much.

He serves coffee one day to the preppiest of the prep – a luxuriously coiffed writer who tells him that the coffee shop has the perfect atmosphere for inspiration. Dex snorts. This is a guy who wears his stubble purposely rough, to achieve some kind of effect. He probably wears “pre-distressed” clothing (although right now his outfit’s actually really sharp, with this vest over a fuzzy, tight-fitting sweater.)

The writer challenges him. “Come on, you have to have a little poetry in your soul?”

“I sold my soul for a three-dollar latte,” Dex replies.

The man laughs, and goddamn, even his teeth are perfect.

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10 Things I Hate About You AU

Zoe just wants to go on a date to the school dance with the cute girl in her class. That’s literally all she wants. But she’s not allowed to date anyone unless her brother dates someone. Which makes her entire endeavour a fruitless one, because Connor would much rather NOT interact with anyone, let alone date. 

Jared overhears Zoe’s woes and offers her a potential fix - for a price (”Two Grand” “Two thousand dollars?” “Five hundred.” “Look, I got a hundred on me.” “Holy shit.”) and thus begins Jared’s quest of getting Connor and Evan together. 

It starts with him just awkwardly putting them in situations together and then abandoning Evan. Then Evan starts catching feelings and it is a Big Problem. 

Connor and Evan go out and skip school. 
Evan gets to meet the Soft Connor that no one else gets to see. 
Evan helps Connor sneak out of detention and they go on a cute date. 
They definitely sneak into the orchard. 
Connor has no idea why he’s just letting this random guy in. 

Meanwhile, Zoe is off having a grand ol’ time being tutored by Alana and flirting endlessly. 

By the time Homecoming comes around, Evan is like head over heels and really nervously asks Connor to go to the dance with him. Connor rejects him which like.. kills Evan inside. But then Zoe is like “please c’mon I’ll never bug you every again if you just say yes” and Connor gives in and texts Evan to apologize and say yes, he will go. 

When Connor finds out that Jared set up the whole thing at the dance, he thinks Evan is in on it and explodes on everyone. Evan has a full blown panic attack and Jared’s like… oh shit, I fucked up. 

Connor actually does his homework assignment for once and it’s super emo and sad but instead of leaving after reading his poem he sits down and glares at Evan. Evan volunteers to read his next which shocks everyone because! Anxiety! 

He stands up and reads it and breaks down crying through it. And then has a panic attack and Connor realizes that Evan was a victim as much as he was and Evan’s feels are real. 

They kiss and make up and everything is good. 

anonymous asked:

(Holds basket of flowers) May I please braid these flowers in your hair?

steve likes to keep his hand in at both hairdos and art, so he did it for ya. and i sit still and let him because i lost a bet.

he says these are borage flowers, which stand for courage and bluntness. i say they smell kinda funny. but apparently i dont get an opinion, since like i said, i lost a bet.

Made of skin and bones

(not my gifs!)

Pairing: Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader

Warnings: Language, A/B/O dynamics, obeying the alpha? 

Summary: Due to the premature death of the King of your clan, his son, the alpha James Barnes, must assume his destiny and lead his people. As the tradition commands, he must choose some worthy omegas to make their his wives and with which he will ensure the subsistence of your clan. All the omega women are obliged to appear before their king, including you. Luckily for you, you would never be chosen… right?


1. Wolves

Your feet barely touch the grass while you run through the wet fields breaking the silence with your heavy breath. Your lungs hurt because of the effort and the moon shines upon you enlightning your path even if you don’t need it to guide your steps, you know those woods better than the palm of your hand so you don’t have any trouble in to sorting the rocks and the fallen trees.

Your legs threathen to give up in any moment and you slow down your race, taking deep breaths when you spot a light at the end of the path. You stop completely, watching carefully where do you step, not wanting to make a sound or break a futile twig that gives you away. Reaching the rustic houses you make your way through the large orchads until a small house that you know too well. 

Knocking two times on the wooden door you start to get nervous when you don’t hear a sound inside the house. Nervous you look around searching for wondering eyes that could reveal your position. You shouldn’t be here… if someone catches you…

- Y/N?? - a red head woman, Natasha, opens the window on a burst

- SHHH! - you hush her - Let me in - jumping over the ledge you enter in her home

Behind you, Nat closes the small door on a hurry knowing very well that you are making something really dangerous coming to his clan. Your clan and hers are faced since the two leading alphas get in to a bloody fight a lot of years ago. It has been so long since that fight that no one remembers anymore why you are still vexed, the king alphas had changed many times since then but the hate remains. 

- What are you doing here? - you best friend wrap you with her arms tighly, it has been nearly a month since the last time you saw her

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Shots Fired

Word Count: 2440

Pairing: FBI Agent Dean x Pharmacist Reader

Warnings: Language, Violence, Some Angst, Some Fluff

A/N: Written for @dancingalone21 ‘s funny quote challenge. My quote was: “That attitude right there. That’s why I always got the extra cookie.” Also written for @just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms Shit My Patient’s Say challenge. I used a ton of quotes from that one. They’re all bolded. 

A/N 2: Unbeta’d and unedited. Probably a shit ton of mistakes. My bad.

A/N 3: Most/All of the stories in here aside from being robbed (at gunpoint anyway) have happened to me in my career. More than once. Fun times. 


You left your 12 and a half hour shift at the pharmacy over 30 minutes late. Some asshole had decided to wait until 9:00 to come get their prescription filled that they needed right that second. Of course, they’d had the prescription in their hand for over three weeks. Not that you could turn them down. Your district manager would surely find out and chew your ass out for it the next day.

Grabbing your bags and sliding out of your car you realized Dean wasn’t home yet either. Your husband’s Impala was nowhere to be seen. Ever since he’d taken a job as an FBI agent, he’d been working crazy hours too. The two of you barely saw each other anymore and it sucked. Sighing, you trudged into the house and dropped your stuff, kicking off your shoes. You made your way into the kitchen, grabbing all the junk food you could find and a bottle of Captain Morgan before throwing yourself in a heap on the couch.

You were mindlessly watching TV when Dean came home, discarding his jacket and tie before he lifted your legs and sat down, resting your legs in his lap. “Rough day?”

“Whatever gave you that idea?”

“The completely eaten bag of chips, the leftover ketchup on the plate where you probably had a frozen cheeseburger, oh and the uh…half drunk bottle of Captain Morgan that was totally full yesterday.” Dean pointed to the bottle in your hand and you rolled your eyes, sarcastically scoffing into the air.

“Good job, detective.

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a bulletpoint for my wonderfully talented m

feminist/college/ice hockey/shy!shawn (who even knows anymore tbh)

  • walking into the lecture hall on that first day and seeing a cute boy in the corner, sporting a hoodie with the logo for your college ice hockey team.
  • his hood slightly up, his brown curly hair peeking out from underneath
  • tapping his pen on his notepad because he always writes everything by hand
  • you sitting down not far away from him and watching as his warm, brown eyes flick to you and a patch of red appears on his cheek. 
  • biting his lip as he looks back down at his notepad, grateful when the teacher walks in to provide a distraction from the gorgeous being sitting just along the row from him.
  • he never speaks up or offers an opinion, always being too shy to find the courage to share his thoughts on the topic (of which he has many)
  • watching in awe as you stand up for what you believe in
  • you being so god damn irresistible to him that he cant help but sneak glances at you when he thinks you aren’t looking
  • he tries not to get caught looking at you but somehow your eyes always find his, inciting the usual reaction of blushed cheeks and a bit lip.
  • awkwardly pushing his hand through his fluffy hair when you walk through the door 
  • listening so intently to your opinions and thoughts when you speak up in class
  • trying to work up the courage to speak to you for so many weeks
  • until he trips over your bag when trying to get to his seat
  • his face literally turning as red as a tomato because oh god did he really just trip in front of the pretty girl?
  • asking him “are you okay?”. your gorgeously soft, accented voice causing him to trip over his words 
  • “n-never better" 
  • truly noticing for the first time how tall and muscular he is
  • not long after that, he stops being your little secret when the professor says something that shawn really doesn’t agree with, causing him to sit forward in his seat, his jaw locked, a patch of red forming as he rants passionately about the true definition and importance of feminism
  • melting in your seat, watching his shovel hands gesturing wildly as the usually shy boy finally speaks up
  • him instantly becoming 1000x hotter to you while the rest of the class look on in shock because he speaks?? since when??
  • attending the next ice hockey game and spotting the boy from your social studies class, clad in padding protecting various parts of his body and a jersey with the name MENDES across the back
  • finally stumbling off the ice after winning the game, his curly hair sweaty and a grin on his face as he blushes wildly at the cheers and applause.
  • him wiping the sweat from his face with his jersey
  • trying not to imagine what he looks like under his hockey uniform or you’ll never be able to look him in the eye again
  • smiling widely at him when you get to class the next day
  • “good game mendes”, referring to the name on the back of his jersey
  • THE BLUSH im tellin ya, his cheeks would be on fire.
  • stuttering, avoiding eye contact as he thanks you, earning a dazzling smile from you in response
  • biting his lip, noticing the cute dimple in your chin and the way your eyes sparkle up close
  • “you’re shawn, right?” queue the blush once more because you know his name
  • when you tell him your name he’d smile shyly
  • “beautiful name for a beautiful girl”
  • him realising how cringey that was and beginning to awkwardly ramble until you quieten him with a laugh and a soft ‘thanks’
  • shawn finally building up the confidence and, fiddling with the ring on his right hand, he asks you out for tea or coffee
  • happily accepting the offer from the tall, shy, hockey playing dream of a boy
  • he’d smile and blush when you accept, nervously handing over his number
  • that one patch on his cheek, near the corner of his jaw, burning red
  • your smile literally dazzling him
  • his hands dwarfing the coffee cup in front of him, sitting across from you in the cosy coffee shop as you sip from a mug of tea
  • fiddling with his ring whenever he gets anxious
  • running his fingers through his fluffy hair when he smiles at you
  • the shy boy coming out of his shell just for you
  • walking you back to your dorm after your date
  • you reaching up and kissing the corner of his mouth, mostly his cheek and revelling in the blush that spreads across his nose and cheeks
  • sitting next to him in class the next day, your hand finding his and giving it a soft squeeze
  • smiling once more as you see him blush out of the corner of your eye
  • your relationship begins to progress until you’re having secret make-out sessions in the back corner of the library, surrounded by old books that no one ever uses anymore
  • his team mates teasing him about the hickey left on his neck until you’re convinced he is going to explode if he blushes any more
  • him letting you wear his jersey, mostly to let people know that you’re his since he’s too shy to make it known verbally
  • but also because he knows you really like it
  • you two being /that/ goal couple
  • him asking you to read his paper for class to make sure it was good enough to turn in and you marvelling at just how passionate about social studies he really is
  • wondering how does so much passion come out of such a shy boy
  • him showing you exactly how much passion he really has

congrats on winning best smut my love, im so so proud of you