his backwards hat



I’m just picturing professional baseball player Derek Hale getting heckled by a fan as he stands near third base.

Said fan is tall with mess brown hair and is wearing his hat backwards as he yells at Derek. Usually he just tunes it out, but this guy is cute and the way he waves his hands is kind of distracting.

It’s the top of the third and they’re already up by 5 runs so Derek allows himself to listen to the fan.

“Hale! Hale! I know you’re not a pitcher or a catcher but would you do either with me?”

Derek can feel his ears burning red and is very thankful that the fan can’t see it.

The next inning he hears, “Derek! You’re ass looks delightful in those pants.”

The game keeps going and the fan keeps yelling, he can’t even call it heckling, it’s more like the guy is hitting on him.

So the game ends and he’s signing some kids hats and taking pictures when he sees the guy standing a few rows back, a little smirk on his face when Derek catches his eye.

“Want an autograph?” Derek calls and he sees the guy step forward.

“Sure thing,” He said, holding out his hat. “Make it out to Stiles.”

“What’s a Stiles?”

“My name.”

Derek laughed and signed the hat, handing it back and grinning as Stiles saw the 7 digits on it, his eyes widening.

“That’s a phone number.”


“I’ll call you then,” Stiles said, his eyes still wide.

And he did.

A few years later Stiles sat on the third baseline, hat backwards and a Hale jersey on. The game ended with a win for the Dodgers, Derek hitting a walk-off homer to win.

After the game he did his usual routine of signing autographs and then he walked over to Stiles, pulling him into a kiss for the whole world to see and then pulled out a ring.

Stiles obviously said yes and the proposal made the top ten plays on Sports Center, so did the walk off home run, but no one was talking about that.

During the After Kegster (ep 3.5)

Downstairs, the kegster is still in full swing. Bitty can feel the music vibrating up through the floor as he paces his room. He only has a couple of minutes before Jack needs to join him, and he can’t sit still in excitement. His excuse to leave the party–making sure his room is still locked and vomit free–will only buy him a little time.

He’s been desperate to be alone with Jack all night. He just wants to talk to him and smile at him and knock that hat off his head and not worry about who will see. He wants to talk to Jack about the game and also kiss his face.

He paces the short length of his room again and checks his phone. He wonders if Jack got caught up talking to someone and can’t get past them. He starts to think he should give up and go back downstairs and try again later. But Jack can’t stay all night, he’s got to go home soon.

Bitty flips his phone over in his hands a few times and starts towards the door to check the hallway to see if Jack is on his way when there’s a gentle knock.

He composes himself but still opens the door embarrassingly fast and Jack grins at him from the other side, as handsome as ever with his Samwell hat flipped backwards on his head.

“I was starting to think I’d been stood up,” Bitty says softly.

Jack leans in close, not quite kissing, and backs Bitty into the room while shutting the door behind them with his foot. The moment he hears the door click, he rocks forward the rest of the way and kisses Bitty solidly, pushing his hands into his hair.

He pulls away and says, “Hi,” and kisses Bitty again before he can respond. Jack covers Bitty’s face with short kisses and walks them towards the bed. Bitty laughs and pushes at Jack’s chest when Jack kisses his temple and nuzzles his hair.

“Jack! Honey, calm down.”

“You’re so great,” Jack says and kisses him again. Bitty makes a muffled noise and huffs when Jack pulls away again.

“Let me breathe, lord.”

“No can do, Bits. You were so good tonight. You’re so good. I’m so proud.”

“Oh come on–”

Jack pushes Bitty backwards until the backs of his knees hit the bed and keeps pushing until he climbs back onto it. Jack flops down next to him and leans over to kiss him again.

“I wanted to kiss you in the locker room,” he says.

“Me too.”

They take a moment to look at each other, just look and be next to each other and grin.

Bitty reaches out and grabs Jack’s hat and tosses it away.

August Burns Red

BTS Taehyung / Words: 6,573 / Warnings: language, smut
@taehyungunicorn requested: Could you do a oneshot where the boys (BTS) have recently moved in next door and Taehyung likes reader. Can you make Tae a fuckboy personality? and one day they go out and Taehyung gets horny watching her eat a popsicle and they go to his place and fuck an heโ€™s super gentle and sweet unlike his bad boy looks?
A/N: here babe, im so sorry this took almost 2 months but I hope you like it!ย 

You let out a short breath of air and straightened your back after setting down a particularly heavy box - probably containing some random kitchen appliances - and you rested your hands on your hips as you gazed around at your living room. Your life was contained in cardboard boxes that covered the floor and were stacked up on the walls, waiting to be opened and have their contents sorted into your new apartment. The cozy furniture set that your parents had bought as a housewarming gift was the only thing visible, and even the couch and chairs had a few packed items scattered on them for the sake of convenience. In hindsight, you probably shouldโ€™ve enlisted some more help for the move, but you had been too set on doing absolutely everything by yourself when it came to your new place. You were so unashamedly proud of the fact that you had done the entire lease on your own, and you had high hopes for the new semester and internship ahead of you. You promised to yourself that youโ€™d be unbeatable, and nothing would stand in your way. Not even the ten boxes that were still sitting down two flights of stairs, waiting to be hauled up.

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BTS Reaction to you sleeping over for the first time

Request:“Hia! I’d like to see a reaction-imagine of what would the boys do if they wanted to talk their friend&crush into sleeping at their place for the first time and how would that go (assuming the friend&crush also secretly likes them back).”

Rap Monster: You had agreed to go over to his place for a sleep over. After the constant begging that you’d stay with him while your house was under construction. You were nervous but you two have been friends for a while and considered it to be a harmless, sweet gesture. You’d show up and he’d have blankets spread out across the floor, moving the coffee table out of the way so there was enough room for both of you to lay. He had picked out your favorite movie so you could watch it together. You’d lay next to him, just enjoying the company of Namjoon next to you. In that instant, he pulled you close to him, wrapping his arms around your waist. You heart began to race and you were almost too nervous to look at him. He lifted your chin and placed a small is on your nose. He’d smile down at you and rub your chin with his hair thumb.
“I know you like me the way i like you, y/n.”

Suga: Suga had been bragging about how he has gotten the Final Fantasy game and was rubbing it in your face that he had gotten it before you. He invited you over for a game night that turned into convincing you to just sleep over so you wouldn’t have to drive home so early in the morning. You had started playing the game together, him giving you full control to play since he knew how much you loved this game. You realized soon enough that Yoongi wasn’t watching the game anymore, he was watching you. Once you noticed, he paused the game and took the controller out of you hand. He made it so that he was hover over you and you were staring up into his eyes. He turned his hat backwards and leaned down almost inches from your face. He smiled and dipped his head into your neck, leaving small kisses. He then lifted his head to your ear his growled “I’ve waited long enough for you.” Your heart raced. You had been waiting for this moment. “you’re mine now, y/n”

Originally posted by martina-07

Jin: Jin had invited you tall a small party at his place Friday night. You had agreed to attend but when you got there, Jin was the only one sitting on the couch. You asked him where everyone else was and he just shrugged and stared blankly at the TV. You texted the other boys and said they were all busy and couldn’t make it so it looks like you and Jin were going to be alone. You went over and sat down by Jin, placing a hand on his leg. You felt horrible for him that no one showed up to his party. Jin looked at you and smiled sweetly. “Thank you for being there for me.” And in that moment, there was a spark between you and Jin that drew both of you together. He hesitated before he leaned in and kissed you. “You’re all I really need.” 

Originally posted by beagletae

J-Hope: J-Hope had convinced you to come over to his place for a surprise. You so confused as to why we was so egar for you to come over tonight. You had been there over a hundred times. He was you best friend, after all. You were thinking it was going to be something compeltly random with no meaning at all. He tends to do that a lot, get you excited then have it be something as small as him getting new shoes. You went over to find him in his room, rose petals everywhere. “Hobi, I’m…” You’d whisper. He stop you and move your hair from your face. “I know we’re best friends and all but.. I kind of like you more than a friend.” You were so happy to know that he liked you the way you liked him. You couldn’t take it anymore. You jumped right onto him, crashing to the bed behind him. “Well then, lets get started.” 

Originally posted by kuromel

Taehyung: You knew Tae liked you. He wasn’t shy about it at all. In fact, he wanted to whole world to know it. He would tweet about how you were so pretty, text you almost everyday. He had asked you to stay the night at his house so that you two could wake up early and make it to the airport in time to meet the other boys so they wouldn’t have to stop and pick you up. You were nervous because you two were just friends but Tae did have a huge crush on you. He knew his boundaries though so you trusted him. You showed up and found Tae already asleep on the couch. You tried to wake him up but when that happened, he pulled you down on top of him. “Will you be my girlfriend now?” You couldn’t resist this time. His sleepy voice made your heart drop. “I’ll take that as a yes.” 

Originally posted by jiminarmy

Jimin: Jimin had asked you to come over to his house to help repaint his kitchen. You had agreed because not only was Jimin your friend, but you’ve had a huge crush on him ever since you guys first met. When you showed up, Jimin was so happy to see you. He pulled you into a hug and then showed you to the kitchen. When you entered, the kitchen was fine. Instead there was a candle lit dinner and a bouquet of flowers. You turned around and saw Jimin standing there, rubbing the back of his neck. “I.. I didn’t know how else to tell you.”  You ended up staying the night and well.. We all know what happens. 

Originally posted by daeguboy

Jungkook: Jungkook wanted to have you over to study for a big exam you two had the next day. Him living in the dorms, he had his own room so it didn’t really matter if the other boys knew you were there or not. You showed up, and Jungkook took you right to his room. You two tried to study but it was hard to stay focused. He would throw small pieces of cereal at you, getting them stuck in your hair. You would try and throw them back but would miss. You ended up dropping your pencil and as you both went down to reach and ended up coming face to face with each other. He smiled and you both didn’t pull away. He scooted closer, placing his hands on your waist. “Why don’t you just spend the night? More time for.. Studying.” You smiled and agreed to spend the night with Jungkook. 

Originally posted by jeonify

skinny dipping

pairing: cormac mclaggen x hermione granger

setting: modern, non-magical, summer camp au

word count: 3,743

link: ao3 + @hprarepairnet summer challenge

“Dibs,” Cormac says, squinting across the shallow part of the lake to where the new counselor is diligently inspecting inflatable canoes with Malfoy and Wood.

Flint looks up from his iPod speakers and barks out a laugh. “Like fuck.”

“Just because your type is boring and terrible and obsessed with—”

“Like fuck,” Flint hisses, more vehemently, expression turning mutinous. “I don't—who even told you—whatever. We’re not talking about me.”

Cormac snorts and drains the rest of his Bud Lite. “Well, we’re not talking about me, either.”

“You’re right,” Flint agrees. “We’re talking about how hard you’re gonna strike out with the mathlete over there.”

Cormac tilts his head to the side. “You think she’s a mathlete?”

Flint reaches for another beer, popping the tab with one hand and flipping his hat backwards with the other. “Her shirt’s tucked in. That’s, like—rulebook shit.”

Cormac hums thoughtfully. “Still hot,” he decides.

Flint shrugs. “Still gonna strike out.”

“Nah,” Cormac says, clapping Flint’s shoulder as he moves to stand up. “I’ve got this.”

He does not, in fact, have this.

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