i keep thinking of a fanfic where he is an art student

sierra-jk  asked:

Hi! i was wondering if you knew any fics where draco and harry are professors at hogwarts together??? xxx

I sure do! Stories where Harry teaches DADA and Draco potions (or some other Hogwarts subject) are the best! I’ve found that fics where Harry is the DADA professor and Draco is the potions are really typical in the fandom. So I’ve branched out a bit and have tried to include stories where they teach different subjects as well! Enjoy :)

  • Long Time Coming - by charlottesometimes (5k)
    the war is over and much of the Hogwarts staff has died or retired. Harry and Draco work about as well together as professors as they ever did as students.
    (All of the pent up sexual frustration between Draco and Harry is released through the numerous heated arguments they have. I laughed way too much at Draco’s snarky attitude. Note: Harry isn’t actually a professor in this story, he’s actually Headmaster of Hogwarts. But don’t let that stop you from reading this story because it was a great read!) 

  • Professor Potter and his Magical Menagerie - by dracogotgame(7k)
    Harry Potter descends on Hogwarts with a horde of magical beasts. Professor Malfoy is not amused.
    (This is the kind of fanfic that leaves you smiling the whole way through. It’s where Hagrid leaves Hogwarts and Harry takes over his Care of Magical Creatures position. A very sweet story!)

  • All Life is Yours to Miss - by Saras_Girl (114k)
    Professor Malfoy’s world is contained, controlled, and as solitary as he can make it, but when an act of petty revenge goes horribly awry, he and his trusty six-legged friend are thrown into Hogwarts life at the deep end and must learn to live, love and let go.
    (Okay, I totally fell head over heels for Draco in this story. Harry and Draco are both professors at Hogwarts. Draco accidently petrifies Harry for the better part of two-thirds of the story, so he has to take over Harry’s classes and responsibilities. It’s a very Draco-centric story and really, it’s a journey of self-discovery for Draco. It was lovely to get to know this side of him, the side that nobody else sees. Oh my god! Okay wait I almost forgot to mention Stanley, who is Draco’s beetle pet and is the most adorable critter ever!)

  • Tea For Two - by betweentheloins (14k)
    Draco Malfoy is the last person that Harry expected to be working alongside when he took the open Defense Against The Dark Arts position at Hogwarts, but now there’s nothing to do but put their past behind them.
    (This was honestly the most beautiful, lovely, and heartwarming fic I have ever had the pleasure of reading! Harry and Draco’s relationship was just perfect! There were so many cute and wonderful scenes, I don’t have enough time to quote them all but asgghklkls!!1!1! I loved every moment of this story!)

  • Lessons in Humility - by playout (86k)
    After the dissolution of his marriage and a good bit of soul-searching, Harry returns to Hogwarts as the new Defense teacher. Go figure, it happens to be the same year Draco takes over the role of Potions Master. Neither man is happy about this turn of events. Will they be able to set aside their differences and learn a thing or two about trust and humility on the way?
    (A total classic. Domestic Drarry always gives me life, and the sheer amount of fluff in this story was beautiful)

  • Potions Professor Pursuit - by Reverie Wilde (143k)
    It’s 2004. Harry, 24, has left the Auror program to become a Professor at Hogwarts. He enjoys the quiet life he has there until a new Potions professor is hired. Harry quickly become completely smitten, though too insecure to reveal his true feelings. Especially when the object of his desire seems to have interest elsewhere.
    (I really loved reading the last few chapters of this story because they were especially sweet and fluffy! Draco’s jealousy was superbly written, and overall it really was amazing)

  • Transfigurations - by Resonant (71k)
    Five years after Voldemort’s defeat, Harry returns to England to help re-open Hogwarts.
    (If you haven’t read this story before, then you’re totally missing out! It was written before OotP was released so there are some canon variances, but that just what makes the fic more enjoyable and entertaining to read! There’s quite a few plot twists - which is always amazing to see in a story - and the storyline itself is so intricate and detailed. A+ fanfic for sure)

  • Homecoming - by November Snowflake (27k)
    Harry thinks spending two weeks as a guest lecturer at Hogwarts will offer the perfect chance to get away from his troubles. Then he meets his assigned faculty guide: Potions Master Draco Malfoy.
    (The characterizations of Harry and Draco are perfect! I love how the author was able to keep this fic epilogue compliant, and the divorce and issues between Harry and Ginny were brilliantly done)

  • Everybody’s Secret - by leontina (3k)
    Harry and Draco are both professors at Hogwarts, and in a relationship with each other. They think they’re doing a good job keeping it secret — they’re not.
    (This is such a cute, funny and adorably fluffy fic! There’s so many hilarious moments and scenes, you’ll definitely love reading it!)
Jeanere/Erejean Fic Rec Masterpost

HELLO!! Some people have been asking me to do a fanfic rec for a while so here I am! 

on repeat by seabear - Eren and Jean are angry pizza delivery boys. They fall in love.

Traffic Colors by Freekish - Jean and Eren drabbles in a BDSM au. 

story without words (folie à deux) by andreaphobia - Eren and Jean in a world where they could have been happy.

in petersburg by Batman - (…) 

‘We aren’t strangers, though,’ Jean says, and Eren feels that breath-catching-heart-shooting phenomenon again.

‘We aren’t?’ The lilt marking his question is almost hopeful, he thinks.

‘No. See,’ Jean continues, leaning forward and grinning like something out of a framed photograph, ‘I’m already nicking your coffee.’

 (Reincarnation AU; slightly canon-divergent/post-canon)

Slammin’ shots and marry a man by pocketsizedtitan - It’s spring break. They get drunk. Marriage and sex ensues.

beach au by dizzyondreams - Eren moves into the house opposite Jean’s.

dudebro au by searwrites (sears) - erejean skater dudebros that dont get along and then do.

I Love You Verse by sciamachy - Or Jean’s Eight Attempts at Confessing to Eren

Leaving On The Fifth by avoidingavoidance - Even on a great night like tonight, Jean is the literal definition of cranky, but that doesn’t stop an overly-friendly Brit named Eren from trying to be his friend.

College, Careers, and Kids… Time Flies! by DeathsLastPrayer - Eren and Jean and the life they build together -from college to old age if they don’t fuck anything up in between!

roadtrip au by dizzyondreams - Jean and Eren inadvertently end up on a road trip alone together.

Appetence (bad blood) by catsonfire - Eren had his expectations, upon receiving his letter to Hogwarts, upon finding out that he was a wizard child born to two muggles without an ounce of wizard blood in the lineage. (…) Above all, he wasn’t prepared for Jean Kirstein.

Good Morning, Asshole by artenon - Internet personalities Eren Yeager and Jean Kirschtein meet, clash, hate each other, become friends, and fall in love. Fun times are had by all.

Allons-y by sandwichtree - Jean becomes progressively more protective of the worst possible candidate.

Bound Together by NormieScum - Eren and Jean bump into each other on Spring Break as strangers and end up getting ‘stuck’ together for a night. They’re both assholes but they click instantly :)

5:02AM by Winterreise - After a rude awakening early in the morning, Jean returns to the bedroom and discovers a rather…thrilling way to go back to sleep.

friends with benefits au by dizzyondreams

Later Is Better Than Never by Freekish - He fell asleep in his arms, something he’s only ever done a handful of times before. The warmth and weight of his arm feels right…feels safe. Steady slow breathes ghost over the back of his neck, reminding him this is where he belongs, where he should stay, but this is all temporary. He’ll be gone in a few hours.

tell me we’ll be just fine by andreaphobia - Eren’s a drug addict, Jean’s a washed-up freelance writer, and they’re no good for each other. They’re really, really not.

No Doubt by Freekish - Jean really has no doubt in his mind that Eren is going to be around for a while.

How to Salvage a Terrible Date by jtjenna (pornographicpenguin) - We’re going on a blind date - but wait a moment, aren’t you the one that went down on me in a back alley behind a club year ago? … what do you mean “which one”?

A Series of Unrelated Events Starring Jean x Eren by DeathsLastPrayer - We find Jean x Eren in various settings and plots but always together in the end… or eventually.

Your Touch Is What I Need by Freekish - When Eren gets in an emotional funk, he likes to disappear for a while. Mikasa and Armin don’t know where he goes when he leaves, and they worry about him. There is someone who knows how to find him. Jean. He never reveals where he finds Eren, but he sends a reassuring text that he’s with him and he’ll bring him back home in the morning.

let me turn you out (with human contact) by seabear - “If you’re not wearing them, you’re not gonna get to come tonight,” Jean’s eyes darken, the light usually playing in their depths shorting out as their gazes lock again. Eren feels himself starting to sweat from the heat pooling in his face as he brings his hands up to undo his fly and zipper. “Ooh,” Jean coos. “Very nice. They look expensive.”

in which david bowie is an enabler by dizzyondreams - Eren has had a crush on Connie’s weird, basement dwelling art student brother Jean for so long.

dat jeaneren smut.doc by Sycophantism - Jean and Eren are fighting. Then they’re frotting. Oops.

Habits by Hanaji_ga_Eren - Before he knows it, one of his one night stands just keeps showing up in his life, and they become much more than either intended. Jean slowly realizes that he doesn’t need the coping mechanisms that he’s used so far, as long as Eren’s there to make him feel like a person again.

Fricition by sciamachy - is still friction when it comes to lower body parts. Drabble Collection

Pousse-café by Variabile - Jean accidentally sends half-naked selfies to an unlisted number in his contact list and it’s all downhill from there.

sea change by andreaphobia - Eren and Jean find each other in prison.

clinquant by crunchrapsupreme - It’s not really that big of a deal, Jean thinks. Friends cuddle with each other all the time, right?

and give no warning to her flight. by albion - He keeps on finding him; him, of all people, and his not-mother had told him once that the people you meet have been put in your life for a reason, but Eren can’t work out why for the life of him why fate had decreed that in every universe he keep on finding Jean.

there’s a fire burning within me by jeanpls - Eren’s floating and desires the closeness of another human being.

Laundry Night is Horrible by XenophonSpeaks - An anger-fueled mistake on laundry night leads Eren into the strangest quest for friendship, and possibly something more, of his life.

Mating Ain’t Easy When Your Mate Is An Alpha Wannabe by DeathsLastPrayer - Jean x Eren are placed in an ABO setting as werewolves but it’s kind of like Romeo & Juliet when you consider the fact that Jean’s a City wolf and Eren’s from the forest and no one wants them to be together (they don’t even want to) but they are. Because they’re eternal mates.

Bring Your Best by tanyart - 24 hours without kissing and a still lot of kissing.

the thaw by dizzyondreams - “Yeah, well, at least you didn’t sacrifice your Saturday morning in bed to trek across the state to some bullshit wedding where I have to be your fake boyfriend.” Jean grumbled. God, saying it out loud like that made it seem even stupider than it was.

pulse to pulse by dizzyondreams - The smell of cigarette smoke made Jean stop short, and he peered down the stairwell to see what seemed like a lump of blankets sitting on the bottom step, his usual smoking place.

Frustration of Thunk by SkyChasingDreamer - Jean kept chopping and stacking, the pile growing higher one piece at a time. The sun and sweat made Jean’s skin shine and Eren loathed that. He had a special and particular hate for the hair sticking itself to Jean’s forehead, matted down with wetness that darkened the sandy brown color.

erejean fic collection by searwrites (sears)

Suck it up by souljacker - On a school night, Jean plays video games, and Eren is being his usual self. Sex ensues.

dead dreams and debauchery scenes by dizzyondreams - It’s 2am and Jean’s mind is ticking over with deadlines and thoughts of his future and a terrible rising panic about never falling asleep that night, again.

Arcadia by andreaphobia - Eren loses his way, then finds it again… with a little help.

the lowlight by searwrites (sears) - modern au where jean is a couple of years older than eren

Chronos by callmeabs - Four years ago, Eren hated Jean with everything he had, for everything Jean was, including how his own gut was telling him that Jean Kirstein was going to be a permanent problem (fixture) in his life.

A Taste for the Illegal by KuraraOkumura - Jean and Eren are pursued by the police after robbing a bank, and Jean tells Eren to hide in the backseat of their car while they wait for the police to pass. Eren wasn’t expecting the other boy to hide…right on top of him. Things get a little steamy after that. 

Love is Confusing and Life is Hard by kiwisaurus121 - Jean wakes up to find a stranger on his couch. He’s still not sure why he didn’t call the police, but at least he gets a kitten out of it.

EreJean Week 2014 by pandaspots

Eren x Jean Drabbles
by Chukabu00 - Random one-word inspired drabbles on the life of Eren and Jean. In no particular order. Contains some M-rated content from time to time, some married fluff, modern AU.

sun-drenched dream by dizzyondreams - Besides, he had a real nice thing going on with the cute son of a local winemaker that he didn’t want to sacrifice just yet.

Welcoming for Strangers by thanatopis - Eren Yeager and Jean Kirstein have known each other since high school and have very little good things to say about one another. So when Jean comes back from his trip abroad in France, old things are rehashed despite Eren not wanting them to be.

Heart-Shaped Glasses by Emery - “Everything should have been so much clearer now that Eren could see, but the fact of the matter was—it wasn’t. Jean’s face may have been distinct, but Eren’s feelings for him were still as blurry and muddled as they had always been.”

I’ll let you know that all this time I’ve been afraid by Ingi 

Like A Horse To Water by WolfNotFawn - The Jaegers had lived beside the Kirstein ranch for more than seven years now, but as far as Jean was concerned, Eren was no more than a thorn in his side. If you asked anybody else, they would tell you it was a little more complicated than that.

and you feel like the ocean by dizzyondreams - Jean’s car pulled up outside Eren’s house at 2am sharp, and by 2:30 Eren was pressing him against it for a welcome-back kiss. His skin was warm under his fingers, as if he was still holding lingering heat from the day.

daffodils by crunchrapsupreme - Jean learns that Eren’s favorite flower is a daffodil.

you got a black heart by seabear - Eren is a performer at the Shiganshina Horror Park. Jean is the strung-out costume/makeup artist who hates him. Maybe. Eren’s a little unsure about that last part.

cobwebs and storagerooms by Sexycanofsoup - Sometimes all it takes to get two angsty boys to crack is to lock 'em up in a dirty old room for a while. The big stupid homo crushes tend to reveal themselves without much effort after that. A story of cleaning, confessions, and awkward blushing boys who know how to use their fists better than their words.

cross country trek by supportingcharacters - Jean wakes up at 2am to Eren Jaeger in his car outside, beeping his horn and insisting that he wants to go to the beach. 

The Simple Things by supportingcharacters - Every Thursday, Eren goes to the same drive thru to pick up lunch. Even with the new asshole of a server, he won’t be deterred. Though maybe the new asshole of a server isn’t actually as bad as he thought.

As It Is by Chaeriee (cheshireree) - Eren, Jean and all the trouble that comes with them. A giant collection of old EreJean fics I have.

Stardust by Syene - He never meant to put himself in the spotlight like this, yet here he was. Eren Jaeger, nondescript New Yorker, college student and barista before all of this happened was now followed around by the paparazzi because he was seen with a Hollywood starlet apparently.

oh this town it’s so electric by dizzyondreams - The first time Jean saw Eren Jaeger, he was sweating and wearing glitter under the pulsing lights of some club in Stockholm. As he watched the strong line of his body move to the beat of the music, the hazy green lights flash across his face, Jean thought: he’s gonna be mine.

Nothing says 'I love you’ like a bunch of corpses by pandaspots - Jean is an FBI agent and someone has a killer crush on him. Literally. He has no idea how things got to this point, but he figures threatening the sicko he will do anything to see him cuffed and locked up has something to do with it.

a sleeping giant that you’ve woken by qaara (maladictive) - The world went to hell the day Jean Kirstein decided he gave a shit about Eren Jaeger’s emotional well-being.

Too Hot To Handle by mongoose_bite - Jean has recently joined MI6’s elite agents as 003 and he couldn’t be happier. His career is going places, his degree is paid for, his job is exciting, if somewhat dangerous, and his handler is the beautiful Mikasa, whom he will definitely certainly ask out soon. Until it isn’t. Until Mikasa is replaced by Eren, who Jean quickly decides is absolutely the last person he wants talking in his ear when he’s getting shot at.

you there, hiraeth by crunchrapsupreme - Jean says, “Come visit me.” Eren freezes, his fingers going still as he glances up, locking eyes with Jean’s through the screen. (…) “Um,” Eren says, scratching the back of his neck before smiling. “Okay.”

clear the runway, prepare for takeoff by Piyo13 - July 1948. Jean Kirstein, U.S. Airforce pilot, has been called back to Germany in the wake of WWII, in order to assist in the Berlin Airlift. Eren Jäger, West Berlin resident, has been helping unload cargo from British and American planes for almost a month, trying to keep the city of Berlin fed and warm. It’s grueling work for the both of them, but they make it work.

Seven Minutes in Heaven, Ninety Minutes in Hell by Armajesty (hinatella) - Eren is left with an even bigger one when a game of Seven Minutes in Heaven gets him trapped in a closet with his enemy-but-certainly-not-crush-because-ew Jean. 

Paper Kites by burlesquecomposer - When Eren Jaeger joined as a drummer for a small college indie rock band, he hardly expected it to develop into something more.

Creep by Variabile - Eren giving Jean a tattoo.

the jean wayne by crunchrapsupreme - The first time Jean’s faced with the elusive question, he’s seventeen and Eren’s sixteen, fresh with a new license and a shitty used car with beige leather seats that smell like smoke from the previous owner.

When We See the Sea by WhiteSilverandMercury - staring at eren is like staring into the sun, they say it blinds but men do it anyway; and jean is a young man who wears his heart on his sleeve but guards it with the spade ready to dig his own grave.

What We Will Find by jtjenna (pornographicpenguin) - a modern au in which very many slightly related and very goofy things occur.

Sleepy Eyes and Boney Knees by ilrei- A few drabbles for the Erejean2k16 prompts that I just put into the same universe. Doing the prompts: Music, monster, confession, similarities/differences and bath/shower.

unintentionally burnt pancakes by venator - Someone set fire to some pancakes once upon a time and it was all downhill from there.

pink lips, pink lace by dizzyondreams - “These aren’t mine you-” He turned just in time to see Eren wriggling into his slightly undersized trousers and caught a flash of something before he pulled them over his hips. Something lacy and distinctly pink. Jean’s words dried up in his mouth.

Doomed from the Start by Engineer104 - Eren found the documents entirely by accident. An Unwind AU.

“I like you, Jeanbo” by shulkie - City-slicker Jean Kirstein is forced to come back to the small town he spent one year in for a funeral and runs into hell-raiser Eren Jaeger, apprentice to the local mechanic.

Working Past It by tyrellis - No matter what Jean may say, it’s not Eren’s fault that this happened: he was just innocently searching for a working vending machine. Jean had the good voice, and sang in French, and seemed like an angel. Eren feels entirely justified in the disappointment he feels when he discovers Jean’s actually a massive dickhead.

Nights With You by NormieScum - Eren makes bad decisions and Jean is always there to help him clean up afterwards.

bound to fall for you by dizzyondreams - Later, on the bus back to their apartment, Eren went on a stoned rant about Jean’s profile that Armin patiently sat through with a quiet air of bemusement. Mikasa just stared out of the window and offered the occasional, “Believe me, he’s an ass.” to which Eren paid no attention. He officially had a new crush.

Magnolia lights by peralta - Jean enjoys his days working at the flower shop. He’s never had so much fun, though, as when a bright-eyed boy stops by every Friday asking for tulips.

To Win is to Lose by somethingintheireyes - “The first one to fall in love loses.” “Heh, you picked the wrong opponent Jaeger, you’re on. ”

god tier emo au by dizzyondreams - There was something odd about him, something that interested Eren when all that interested him anymore was drumming. The way the look in his eyes, the curve of his mouth, didn’t quite match up with the rest of him. First violin, some button-down rich boy, but Eren had found him beating the shit out of a guy in an alley. Blood dark against his shirt, and his eyes like flint behind the trail of Eren’s cigarette.

That’s it! I’ve read SO MANY lovely jeanere fics so I’m pretty sure I’m missing some but I think that for now this list is good :) I’ll be updating this whenever I read new awesome fics so yeah! stay tuned! You can find some more nice fics here !
last update: 26th May 2017

Malec Fanfic Rec! 2.0

Here I am again with a list too long for those who are Malec Trash.

Since this fandom loves drama (the unnecesary one) this list contains lots of that, with tears, angst, happy endings and everything in between in these Malec writing goodies, that hopefully can appeased those who wants drama and those who really are looking for good fanfiction to bear this hiatus.

And all the love to these amazing writers that can bring everything above and more with just a few words and make you sit still until the end of the chapter and make you want more

My stalking skills are a little rusty and there’s a few authors that I could’t find their blog. So, for whoever read this and knows the author and tag them, that would be very much appreciated.

A Kind of Magic by thegaminebruise

“I’m a warlock.”

“Are we roleplaying? Because you know I’m down, but I would really like some time to prepare and, like, flesh out my character, maybe write down some major story points. I don’t know if –”

Or, Magnus tells Alec about his magic.

A Lesson in Love by CobaltCorvus

Alec should have known he was doomed from the moment he decided to ask Magnus Bane for help.

A Tail to Tell by CobaltCorvus

Magnus dresses like a work of art, there’s always something new to see every time you look, and Alec is a tad disappointed he didn’t notice this little detail before.

Animal by lbrt_audrey

Based on the song Animals, by Maroon 5.

Magnus description of Alec, his touch, his body … everything that made him feel.

As long as there’s the two of us, we’ve got the world and all it’s charms. By Taliehere

And when the world is through with us,
we’ve got each other’s arms
~

At first Alec doesn’t notice, but Clary does.

Better for You by @zrdu

Magnus’ and Alec’s relationship comes to a sudden halt when Maryse interferes. They both try to cope without each other.

Blame The Tequila by @scarlett-ice

Alec took a sip of his coffee as he tapped on the message inbox and nearly spat it back out again at the sight that greeted him. He had to be dreaming, hallucinating, because that…that wasn’t Mark’s name at the top. Alec blinked a few times, even put down his coffee to pinch himself, but nothing changed. It still wasn’t Mark’s name.

It was Magnus’.

He’d sent the message to Magnus Bane. He’d sent a flirty shirtless picture to his boss.

Caffeinated Wolves by @softmagnusbane

“They’re really good” finally turning to face the barista Magnus feels his mouth go dry. The man behind the counter is gorgeous: pink lips, cheekbones slightly flushed, mesmerizing hazel eyes, surely a model on the side…maybe he could model Magnus’ clothes, or, model his suddenly inspired underwear collection. He’ll have to get right on that.

Coffee Shop Dalliance by @imawriteriwrite

Everyone who worked at and frequented J&L Coffee knew two things for sure. The first was that Simon under no circumstances should be allowed anywhere near the expensive coffee machines unless they wanted to destroy the coffee shop. The second was that the beautiful glittery man that sat in the front corner of the shop every day sketching and the dark-haired boy who sat in the back corner reading (and happened to be Isabelle the barista’s brother) were made for each other.

Also known as: the one where Magnus and Alec have been pining over each other across a crowded coffee shop for eight months and Isabelle is tired of it.

Devotion by @jezthemadficster

Magnus Bane is one of the most well respected and loved professors at Edom Hall University, but although he adores his students and fellow faculty, he likes to keep his private life …private. The mystery surrounding his life intrigues everyone at the University but the intrigue picks up to another level with the arrival of flowers one day.

Differences by @theonetruenorth

Five times that Alec is taller/bigger than Magnus and one time he isn’t.

Five People That Heard Magnus’ Ringtone for Alec and One Time Alec Heard It Himself (and Shared His Own) by darkangel86

The fact that it took as long as it did for Jace to hear Magnus’ ringtone for Alec was surprising. After all, the blonde Shadowhunter had been living in the loft for well over a month before it finally happened.

Freud is a Dick by @sanctuaryforalluniverses

He, Alec Lightwood, had just sent his boss, Magnus Bane, a dick pic. Of someone else’s dick.

Fleeing the country would not even begin to be enough of a response to this.

Glitter and Misunderstandings by Torius Armitage (VictoriaSkyeMarsters)

He had tried. When he was nearer Clary’s age, he had not held back in his efforts to be wooed, but whenever the courtship took its turn for the serious and permanent, Magnus would retreat, realizing he felt empty inside in regards to the suitor. And he would not settle for emptiness. He yearned for genuine, overwhelming, inescapable love, like the heroines and heroes of the novels he consumed. Why sentence oneself to a life absent of magic? But Magnus was learning, after years of lackluster options, that the magic he sought, in his world anyway, was nowhere to be found.

In other words, Pride and Prejudice drenched in glitter.

Hard Choices by heartsdesire456

Even before arriving at the house where Clary and Alec had gone to meet the Warlock that was supposed to be bringing back their mother, Jace could tell that something was very wrong.

Note: this fic is HEAVY. The contain of it is not for everyone. First of all, it has male pregnancy, a lot of angst, torture at some point, discussion of abortion, rape not described but it’s there, I think there’s panic attacks at some point. I feel obliged to say it because anyone can see this post and feel triggered for this. I put it in here, anyway, because this fic is worth it, because the author makes it bearable and for me, the author is cautios for some topics in the fic. For those who can’t really digest this kind of fics, don’t even click it, please, just keep scrolling and find a fic that you really like, and for those who knows the author and knows the writings, I really suggest to give it a chance because it was very well written.

Hold On, We’re Going Home by @unorthodoxpartofyourworld

At Esther’s request, Alec begins his foray into the mundane world so he can be a believable Matthew Daddario.

He sees something he can’t really unsee.

(This is a companion piece to Soul Glitch, you should probably go read that first so you generally understand what’s going on. Takes place right after Chapter 3)

Honey, i’m home by Shorty

Magnus gives him a once over as he steps out of the elevator, and for a second Alec lets himself believe that it’s flirtatious.

Of course, that’s all dashed seconds later as Magnus disappears through the door to his apartment with a loud, happy, “babe, I’m home!”

Or, in which misunderstandings are made.

Hoodie by @alec-dark-wood 

It’s soft and fluffy and the first time Magnus sees it,he has to backtrack and take a closer look.He walks towards the grey lump slowly,hardly daring to believe what it could be.

Hopefully it’s Enough by onihunter305

Magnus could tell something was wrong with Alec from the moment he touched his elbow outside of the Institute. He could feel the tremors that shook his body. He knew Alec needed someone to take care of him, and even though he was momentarily distracted by Alec’s declaration of love, he was going to make sure he took care of the man he loved.

I can do that by @softmagnusbane

Prompt: soulmate au where the first time you touch you both get a vivid mental image of the other’s biggest kink.

I Love You, Too by parabacrybaby

This takes place the morning after the morning of the battle in the winter finale of season 2A.

I’ll make you (beg for mercy) by thesorrowoflizards

Magnus wears body glitter. Alec appreciates this very, very much.

Inspired by combining three one-word prompts: softly, strawberries, and glitter

It’s nothing by @steakandvodka 

Alec is pretty sure someone, or something, is stalking him. He just isn’t sure if it’s an innocent kitten, or something a bit more malicious than that.

In this world, Alec is the one to find their pet cat and bring it home to Magnus.

Kids in the Kitchen by @perpetual-j0urney

“It’s Alec Lightwood,” He finally said, after another moment of hesitation. Then, both sets of puppy eyes were locked on Magnus once again and waiting for his answer.
“No”.
More than a few customers turned to look at the outburst as both boys pulled away from Magnus and simultaneously cried, “But Papa!”

——-

Magnus Bane liked to believe he was a good father, but there were just some requests that one could not grant their kids. For instance, a good dad wouldn’t let their child crawl into a lion’s cage to pet the furry kitty. Alternatively, a good dad also wouldn’t bring their kids to a cooking class taught by the angriest chef on the Food Network.

Kiss With A Fist by @clockworkswans

When agent Alec Lightwood is given his first kill hit, he doesn’t expect much trouble. Of course, he also doesn’t expect it to be a cheerful assassin who lands him in a whole load of trouble.
Enter Magnus Bane: an assassin turned thief who reluctantly teams up with Alec - and The Clave - after he pisses off a very important and powerful crime boss, Valentine Morgenstern.
In a world of violence and unjust laws, can the two put aside their differences and work together?
Aka: in which Alec is sent to kill Magnus, doesn’t, and then really wishes he had. (but not really).
Enemies to friends to lovers.

Never felt that type of fear before by creativitea

The risk of his heart in Magnus’s hands is worth it, compared to the risk that would lie in keeping it hidden. He trusts Magnus with it more than himself, and he needs him to know; even if it’s a bad idea. The risk of Magnus not knowing is worse than the risk of it being out in the open.

New Neighbor by Chrystie, kate882

Alec Lightwood isn’t the most social person in the world, but his new neighbor is ridiculously attractive so he makes an effort. It’s too bad Magnus seems to think that Alec is married to his best friend.

Nobody says that anymore by vomitingwords

Magnus is over 300 years old and Alec is okay with that. Sometimes more often than not

Oh darling (put your arms around me) by thesorrowoflizards

Also known as: Six times Magnus doesn’t dare initiate physical affection, two times he doesn’t even think about it

Pardon the Interruption by Obsessivecompulsivereadr

But one thing they could never seem to fix was how often they got interrupted whenever they did have time to spend together. It seemed as if no one in the entire shadow world could function without dragging Magnus and Alec into their problems.

So that’s what this vacation had been about, three weeks away, just the two of them.

Prettiest person in the world by @katychan666 

(A fanfic inspired by the prettiest person in the world post on tumblr)

Alec making Magnus speechless with his smugness for the first time :)

Pretty Thoughts by @rosegoldhell 

After being homeschooled all his life, and unintentionally sheltered, Magnus Bane has to navigate his way through American Highschool. He goes in thinking the worse possible scenarios, and quickly learns that not everything you see in movies is true. Sometimes the unexpected happens, and magnus soon realizes he has fallen for one of the most popular guys in school, and it might not be as one sided as he thinks.

Put the heat on if you’re cold by @ohlafraise

Alec pulled back the delicate tissue paper and looked in the box. Oh. Okay.

Or: Alec isn’t attracted to women, but that doesn’t mean he’s not attracted to femininity.

Save it by onihunter305

Magnus knew something wasn’t right the moment he heard the telltale sound of Isabelle Lightwood’s distinctive heels on Raphael’s slate floor. If she had hurt his dear Alexander, she was about to wish she had never returned to this apartment.

Secrets Told at 2am by AdorkaGabe

Alec can’t stand it. He has to get out. The roof isn’t far enough. He goes to Highland Park in Brooklyn and meets an interesting confidant in a glittery Warlock.

(Or what happens when Alec meets Magnus BEFORE they met at Magnus’ Loft.)

Shaky Ground, Stabilized by onihunter305

Alec had once been told that he would blow up the very ground he stood on to make things right. If that was true, why did he feel as though the ground below him was disintegrating at the same rapid pace as the relationships he once held dearly.

So He Told You About That? By @bcnedrah

Magnus’ face in 2x08 when talking with Jace about sleeping with Alec was a face of sex gone wrong.

Someone should kill the sun by MsEnny

“You know, Mags. Last night I had a kind of revelation.”

“Really?”

“Yes. I-… I know it’s late, but I realized, stupidly, that I never really told you how much I love you.”

Magnus didn’t talk anymore. He didn’t have to.

Stay Here Forever by @imawriteriwrite

A year before, they didn’t even know each other. Then there was this hookup app, and months where they thought they could be "just fuck buddies”. Things went downhill. Things went uphill.

Now, it’s been months since Magnus Bane (head of Bane Co.) and Alec Lightwood (kind of officially a lawyer) finally figured their shit out and started a healthy relationship. Now it’s Valentine’s Day and their relationship is put in danger as they compete to out romance each other.

Based on the cheesy line “I’ve caught feelings. I hear it’s contagious. We should both be quarantined in bed all day.” Literally nothing but self-indulgent fluff.

Addicted To You Valentines Day!

The Drunk Giraffe, Alec Lightwood by just_a_winchester

Drunk Alec tries to break into Magnus’s apartment.

The Kissing Booth by @hornedqueenofhell

Alec will 100% totally and completely blame this on Magnus

The Lightwood-Bane Saga by @achilleanragnor

Alec and Magnus come out by kissing each other on the ice, but the media takes it in a way they never expected.
aka
3 +1 times the media got it wrong and the one time they made sure the media understood

The people that matter by @steakandvodka

“God, you two are so in love it’s disgusting,” Jace said, breaking the short silence. He and Izzy grinned as they waited for Alec to blush and stammer his way through a denial, as Alec always did when he was confronted about his feelings for the warlock.

They were stunned into silence when all Alec did was look back at where Magnus left, smile softly, and nod in agreement.

The time Magnus Bane got drunk by @katychan666

It’s Alec’s birthday and Magnus threw him a party, at which he drank… a lot, even more than he usually has. This ends up with him turning into an emotional and over-dramatic mess.

The Trouble with Words by Obsessivecompulsivereadr

There’s just something about Magnus Bane that makes people feel safe. Cared for. Loved.

And Alec would fight for that till his last dying breath, not just for himself, but for others, too. He just never knows how to tell Magnus that because, while he loves to read, he hates words.

The trouble with words is that they always fail him, and Magnus is too important to him to lose simply because he said something stupid.

The truth, for you by @serendipitiness

He’d meant it – he still means it, and he thinks he’ll mean it forever – but Alec never wants to have to say it like that again.

(or how Alec tells Magnus he loves him the second time, the way he really wants to)

Touch Me by wordsmithraven

When Alec starts to question why Magnus so rarely initiates contact, the powerful warlock and Alec’s own siblings are put on the spot. It’s a conversation a long time coming but is Magnus ready to have it? And can Alec handle the answer he receives?

Two’s company, three’s a whole lot of Alec Lightwood eye rolls by all_stories_are_truth_and_lies

This was just all so new, Magnus and he, Alec was nervous but excited to see where it would go. How in the hell was he ever suppose to ever get some alone time with Magnus with Jace-the-constant-mood-killer-Wayland as an unwanted houseguest? The story of how Alec Lightwood tries but doesn’t always succeed in moving his and Magnus’s relationship to the next step.

‘Alexander…’ Magnus whispered, his breath hot in Alec’s ear. ‘Tell me if you want me to stop.’ Stop? If Alec wasn’t so far gone he might have actually laughed at the thought. Alec gave a quick nod of understanding before pulling Magnus’s mouth back to his, pretty sure he felt the Warlock smiling against his lips.

One-shot set post episode 2.06 Malec trying to get it on with Jace cockblocking all over the shop.

Underneath by @sfjessii

“You already know everything.” Alec whispers but Magnus is alerted instantly, his eyes open, craning his neck to get a glimpse of Alec’s face.

He stays quiet, merely squeezing Alec’s hand to try and soothe him. Alec’s sigh rips right through Magnus and he wishes he could pull him into himself to protect him from any harm.

What’s It Gonna Be by @lemonoclefox

Fairchild’s bakery is a second home to not just Magnus, but also to most of his found-family. As a pastry chef, he works long hours and takes great pride in his craft – so much so that he has little time or attention for much else. Least of all romance. After plenty of experience with heartbreak and disappointment, he has come to expect the worst from anything in that department, and the arrival of the wealthy Lightwoods in the neighborhood isn’t about to change that. Especially not when their eldest son might just be the most insufferable prick Magnus has ever met, no matter what anyone else has to say about the guy.

(aka the Pride & Prejudice/bakery AU no one asked for)

Passing Detention Notes

Disclaimer: ART IS NOT MINE. NOT QUITE SURE WHERE IT’S FROM SO I’M SORRY IF I PISS SOMEONE OFF. JUST LEMME KNOW AND I’LL FIX IT BY ADDING YOUR CREDIT. SORRY BRUV.

Zack sat in a desk near the back of the class for detention. His desk usually faced the back wall, but Zack usually sat on the chair backwards and observed the class or randomly tapping along to whatever song he was listening to. He noticed that his friends generally actually got some work done during this time. He watched Kimberly pull out her Biology textbook while Billy pulled out some maps and colored pencils. Jason was furrowing his eyebrows at a math textbook, and Trini was reading a book that was assigned in English.

Zack sighed. He had gotten his work for class done already. His teammates found it surprising that he was still able to be a student at Angel Grove High since he was never in class. In all honesty, he got much of his work from his teachers through emails, so he was able to get some work done. After all, there wasn’t much to do up in the mines. He usually sat inside the abandoned train car and got some work done, just enough to make sure that he would be able to graduate. The school didn’t like it, but Zack thought that as long as he was still passing, it would be alright. 

Now that he was back in school with his friends, he actually did quite well in classes. He still spent a lot of time in his hideout, so he got a lot of work done. 

Zack was bored out of his mind. Detention wouldn’t be over for another 2 hours or so. He smiled and took out a piece of paper from his bag. The other rangers were still concentrating on their homework, but Zack was sure they would notice what was about to happen. Sure enough, when Zack tossed the folded up paper at Jason, he instinctively reached up and caught it between his fingers.

He looked back at Zack, confused. Zack just smirked and gestured at Jason to open it. 

And so it began: The Epic Detention Note String.

Zack: Hey! I’m bored, so we’re gunna play a little game of catch with this slip of paper. Write down a note with your name and pass it on! If you miss a toss, miss a catch, or end up getting caught, you lose! Just keep passing till the paper runs out of space! Doodle if you want!

Jason: I’m busy, so don’t blame me if I miss.

Billy: Sounds fun! Totally gunna sabotage.

Kimberly: Drawing time! Sorry it took me forever.

Zack: HOW DID YOU DO THAT IN LIKE 3 MINUTES! TF!

Trini: My girlfriend’s better than all of you.

Billy: My turn!

Jason: LOL accurate. How are you people drawing these things so fast?!

Billy: I don’t know. How are we passing this paper around at superhuman speeds?

Kimberly: He has a point. (NICE BILLY)

Trini: … Kudos.

Zack: I’m not sure whether to be flattered or insulted.

Kimberly: *doodles Go Go with power rangers lightning in corner*

Trini: FUCK I DROPPED IT.

Jason: And the first person drops out!

Kimberly: She looks so angry LMAO

Billy: SABOTAGE!

Zack: BILLY! WHY! I ALMOST DROPPED IT! WHAT DID YOU PUT ON IT?! ITS SO SLIPPERY! PAPER ISN’T SUPPOSED TO BE SLIPPERY!

Billy: LOL. Vaseline.

Jason: Woah. That was really slippery. The paper’s still in pretty good shape though….

Kimberly: LOL. THAT WAS THE WORST TOSS I’VE EVER SEEN. HE ALMOST FELL OUT OF HIS CHAIR! Mr. Bossman is out!

Zack: Agh, too bad. At least he isn’t smearing it anymore, being left handed and all.

Billy: SABOTAGE!

Zack: BILLY! STOP! I FUCKING DROPPED IT! DAMN! Welp, Zack-Attack is out!

Kimberly: Did he seriously call himself “Zack-Attack”

Billy: … *doodles bees in the margin of the paper*

Kimberly: We should start a band! *Doodles power ranger lightning bolt with power ranger colors*

Billy: Yes!

Kimberly: I WIN BITCHES! BILLY FAILS AT SUBTLETY! THE TEACHER TOTALLY LOOKED SHOCKED.

Jason: We just passing it around now?

Billy: DANG IT!

Trini: Told you she was better than you guys.

Zack: Yo! Go Hart!

Jason: Guys, team meeting tonight by the campfire. We are discussing this band thing…. I call lead guitarist!

Trini: No fair! We are totally hashing this out tonight. 

Zack: Ok ok. I think the writing should stop. We’ll just pass it to everyone to keep everyone updated. If it gets back to me. I’ll put the paper away. We are doing this again!

Trini: I’ll win next time…

Zack smirked down at the page in front of him. His teammates wrote everywhere on the paper, marking where the next line was with arrows and dashed lines. The paper looked like a road map full of words and little drawings. His friends were all looking back and forth from each other, silently chuckling. Zack took out another sheet of paper and wrote all their names down in separate rows. He gave Kim a “point”. Oh, I am totally crushing them next time. He put away the paper they wrote on for safe-keeping. He wanted to remember these moments.

The detention bell rang, and all the students began gathering their things. The rangers burst out laughing and immediately gathered. Zack displayed the scoreboard he made and they all laughed and commented on different types of games they could play.

They exited the building, and Zack thought to himself as the sunlight beat down on them. He was glad he met them. They were good for him.

View | jaehyun

Genre: bodyguard!AU | fluff, angst, mild swearing and a lot of sarcasm.

Member: Jaehyun / reader (3rd person perspective!!!!!)

Word count: 3000+

Note: There will be a part 2!

Summary: “You’re staring.”

“I like the view”

“What, of London?”

“London doesn’t compare to you”

(or the one where she doesn’t need him, but maybe she wants him.)

part: one | two

Originally posted by yoon-to-the-oh

“No.”

“You’re being unreasonable. “ Jaehyun says, crossing his arms.

She shrugs, “I disagree.”

He sighs, “Look your Highness-”

“Don’t call me that.” She interrupts, crossing her legs.

“Okay princess.” He drawls sarcastically, “You simply can’t refuse to have a bodyguard without a valid reason.” He sighs.

She cocks her head, raising a eyebrow, “I have a valid reason!” She assures.

“Let’s hear it.” he demands.

“I don’t like your face.” She blurts. He frowns and she crosses her arms to mimic him.

“And you think my face is going to hinder my ability to protect you?” He questions.

“It could!” She assures in a seriousness that almost makes him laugh, “What if you’re looking at your reflection in a store window or your phone screen and someone kidnaps me?” She cries.

“Trust me, they’d bring you back.” He muttered scratching his head.

“What?”

“I said we’d get you back.” he enunciates, “Our job is to make sure nothing happens to you- for God’s sake I’m a trained professional you can’t just-”

“I don’t need a bodyguard. I don’t even need a guard dog, I’m perfectly capable of looking after myself!” She cries in frustration, running her fingers through her hair.

To silence that follows is a mutual agreement for a break- to regroup, relax, grab a glass of water or a snack before they come back to finish the conversation. He sighs, she kicks her feet like she feels guilty for something and looks down at the table. There’s a pack of cigarettes and a lighter that sit kindly beside an economist magazine and a small receipt like checklist of everything she needs to pack.

Paris.

Her fingers tap at her upper arm and she looks away to the wall to study the paint. He adjusts his suit, tugging at the collar of his shirt, “You’re stuck with me princess.” He says eventually.

Her neck snaps back to look at him. She wrinkles her nose, “Keep your distance.”




paris

She sitting on a smooth wooden bench in the center of the Louvre. The room is empty, cleared by security for her protection and she’s staring at a painting. Its called ‘The Embarkation for Cythera’ and her chin is resting on her fist. One leg is crossed over the other and she quickly adjust the denim skirt she’s wearing. She’s got a brochure in one hand and headphones in her ears where jazz floods her senses.

Jaehyun is a few meters to her left, watching her closely as she stares curiously at the art. She yanks her headphones out, “What?” She snaps, sighing and turning to look at him.

“I didn’t say anything.” He shrugs.

She rolls her eyes, “You’re staring.”

He shrugs again, “That’s my job.”

She shakes her head, “No, your job is to protect me. You could do that from the control room or from the other side of this room but instead you’re stood as close as you can get without it being suspicious and you’re staring.” she explains.

He licks his lips and points to the painting before her, “This is one of my favourite paintings.”

She raises an eyebrow, “So you were staring at the painting?” She asks, knowing full well he wasn’t.

He nods, walking closer to sit on the bench next to her, “Not everything’s about you princess.”

They sit quietly together, neither too bothered to fill the silence. The absence of crowds who discus meaningless matters makes her feel lonely and isolated but she’s learnt to be with herself. “Why did you take this job?” She pipes up, not quite sure why she’s interested.

He cocks his head to look at the painting and licks his lips, “Patriotic duty.”

She laughs, “You’re funny.”

He turns to look at her, “You don’t believe me?”

She scoffs, “I don’t even think you believe you.”

“Okay.” He says carefully, crossing his arms, “Why do you think I took the job?”

She pauses and watches him carefully. She holds up her hand, “I have two theories.” She states.

He smirks, “I’m all ears.”

“the first-” she starts, her posture changing because she’s in her element, “Is that you were bored. You got sick and tired of foreign business men and all that bureaucracy and you heard the rumours.”

He raises an eyebrow, “What rumours?”

“The ones about me.” She says, pointing to herself. He scoffs but she continues, “You heard about the strange princess who doesn’t buy into this whole royalty thing and you were curious.”

“Curious enough to leave the KCIA and baby sit a brat?” He asks sarcastically.

She clicks her fingers, “Or you were fired. I’m still developing some more theories.” she sighs.

He scoffs a laugh, “Yeah well keep looking.”

She sighs again, turning back to the painting. The silence becomes deafening, an unbearable reminder that she’s always alone and completely segregated from the rest of society. He can see the sadness in her eyes, he saw it the moment he met her when she watched her distant family’s children dancing in the gardens of the palace. He sees it every time she has to attend some event or smile at some strangers her parents introduce her to, even sometimes when she watches students on their way to school, laughing with their friends.

“So which one is your favourite painting?” He asks quietly, trying to give her some kind of human interaction before she locks herself in her hotel room.

She swallows, scratching her head, “I hate art.”

He frowns, “Why are you here?”

She shrugs, looking around the room at the different paintings. “I wanted to feel less alone.” she says quietly.

He rolls his eyes, “Yikes, do you ever stop feeling sorry for yourself?” He asks tiredly.

She glares, “Fuck you.”

He shakes his head, “There are many ways to feel less alone, like hookers.” he suggests.

She tries to stay angry but her lips threaten a smile and she looks down at her hands, “You’re funny.” she states once more, but this time he doesn’t think it’s sarcastic.

He points, “You should smile more.”

She waves him off even though he looks smug because he can see her trying not to grin, “Shut up.”




She’s curled against the window with a book half open in her hands and her legs bent against her body. Jaehyun’s sitting in a leather chair nearby, looking around the room while his fingers tap anxiously against the arm of the seat. He sighs loudly, “How long are we going to be here?” he asks.

“How long is a rope?” she retorts, not testing her eyes from the book.

“Long enough to hang myself with.” He replies.

“Oh, boo-hoo, your life is so miserable.” She says sarcastically, turning a page.

He sighs again, glancing around the room. The building has high ceilings with shelves the reach as high as they can. Books are in piles on coffee table before leather chairs and large windows let in light to show dust over some of them. He pushes some aside with his feet, distantly curious but barely caring enough to sit up properly. He glances at her, “What are you reading?” He asks in an attempt to appease his boredom.

She sighs, “It’s called Man’s Search For Meaning.”

He cocks his head, “Is it a self help book?” He mocks.

She scoffs, “You’re an idiot.”

He rolls his eyes, “You’re mean.” he points out.

“No.” She begins, “I dislike persistent human interaction, something I cannot get away from as long as you continue to be present in my life because your contract says you need to shadow me 24/7” she hisses.

There’s a pause and he points to her, “Mean.” He repeats.

She rolls her eyes.

He watches her read, the light from the window falling on her face like she’s waking up from a dream and her hair is tucked behind her ear. She flicks through the book like she’s hungry for some kind of intellect she can’t find in her everyday world and she bites her lip when she concentrates. “You’re staring again.” She states, not looking up from the pages.

He clicks his tongue, “I like the view.”

She looks up and raises and eyebrow, “Excuse me?”

He points to the window that overlooks le canal saint martin where trees grow along the pavement and provide shade to couples who sit on benches and watch the water flow. “Paris is beautiful.” He states with a smirk.

She rolls her eyes, “It’s famous for that.”

He cocks his head, “So are you.”

She sighs loudly and lays the book down against her lap. “Are you flirting with me?” She asks carefully.

He shrugs, “You’re pretty, we’re in Paris, might as well make the most of a bad situation.” he crosses his arms.

She shakes her head, “Your job is to protect me, not take me out.”

He sighs loudly, a grunt emitting from his throat, “Buzzkill.”

She stares at him a little longer, “You’re so unprofessional, there is no way you can protect me more than I can myself.”

“Wanna bet?” He replies without a beat.

“Do I get to go back to reading if I agree?” she says tiredly, rubbing her eyes.

He nods, “Pinky promise.”

She smirks slightly, “What’s the bet?”

He points to her, “You get a point every time you don’t need me, I get a point every time you do.”

She smiles, “You’re on.”




new york

They’re sitting in a red leather booth by the window. The floor is tiled black and white and there’s a rainbow coloured juke box in a corner where a Beatles song is playing over the speakers. She’s scarfing down a burger and the fluorescent lighting from the diner stings her eyes, it’s a contrast from the darkness outside. Jaehyun sits opposition her with his arms crossed to match the boredom on his face.

she glances at him, “Don’t look so glum.” she giggles with a childlike grin.

“You’re drunk.” he points out.

She giggles again, slurping from her milkshake and crossing a leg over the other. She’s wearing his jacket because she didn’t have one of her own and the velvet dress was too thin to keep any heat in. “You’re a buzzkill.” she retorts.

He purses his lips, “You’re an idiot.”

I’m a princess.” She reminds, wagging her finger back and forth.

He rolls his eyes, “You snuck out and went clubbing.”

She shrugs, “I like the music.” But her lip lifts into a smirk and he knows she’s still sober enough to be herself.

“You can’t ditch your security.” He repeats for what feels like the hundredth time.

She shakes her head, “I think you’ll find that I can, and I did.”

“It’s dangerous.” He enunciates, leaning forward.

She scoffs and waves him off, “The only dangerous thing about tonight is the blister on my foot.”

“Or-” he Interrupts, snatching her milkshake and taking a gulp, “The guy who followed you to the club, the one who nearly slipped something into your drink and the one who tried to hit on you.”

She frowns, “You’re the one who followed me to the club, you’re saying I was in danger of you?”

He pauses, narrowing his eyes, “You knew?” He asks.

She breathes a laugh, “Of course I knew, and what was wrong with the guy who tried to hit on me?” she adds absentmindedly, finally finishing off her burger.

He raises an eyebrow, “Really?” She just stares so he sighs and points to his wrist, “Gang tat on his arm.”

“Oh, a bad boy.” She giggled again, her cheeks flushed from the alcohol.

“A very bad boy.” He reminds.

She smiles like he’s the funniest guy on earth and he tries his best not to stare too long because she really is very beautiful. She picks up the menu again, scanning through the options, glancing at him every few seconds. She hesitates, opens her mouth a few times but doesn’t say anything.

She folds the menu and puts it down, “I have another theory.” She states.

He narrows his eyes, “Alright.” He nods.

She licks her lips and crosses her arms “You’re running away from something.”

He cocks his head and she thinks she’s getting somewhere, “Continue.”

She shrugs, “That’s all I’ve got. Maybe you fucked up, hurt someone or got hurt- I’ve seen the scar on your hip.”

His arms instinctively tighten together and he wrinkles his nose, “You been checking me out?” He smirks, trying to deflect.

She shrugs again, “I like the view.”

“Now princess, are you flirting with me?” he questions, leaning forward in his seat and pressing his forearms into the table.

He’s got this smile on his face like he knows what she’s going to say. She smiles back, like they’re drunk idiots at 4am eating junk food somewhere in the middle of new York. She wipes her lip with her thumb and rest her elbows on the table, her head resting in her hands. They’re close enough that she’s pretty sure he can heart her heart slamming against her rib cage, “You’re beautiful.” She murmurs.

He cocks his head, his hand reaching out and pushing the hair away from her face. He tucks it behind her ear and she sighs, closing her eyes, “You’re drunk.” He says sadly.

She giggles, only making everything crash down around them much faster, “‘Yes I’m drunk, and you’re beautiful. And tomorrow I’ll be sober-’

‘And you’ll still be beautiful.’” he finishes. He sighs, letting his hand drop, “Its late princess, let’s get you home.”

She smiles again when she sees his cheeks flushed red and as he leads her out of the diner, his hand is on the small of her back, trying to keep her steady. He tries his best not to touch her for too long in case he kisses her but he helps her climb into the car and she holds onto his hand a little too tight like she doesn’t want to let go of him.

He smiles.

Her: 1

Jaehyun: 1




She’s panting, sweat dripping down her forehead and her shirt clings to her body. She takes a swig of her water bottle and wipes her cheek, trying to cool herself down. She looks over the cliff, staring down into what seems like the abyss and smiles. She’s trekked all this distance, wading through the dirt and gravel and the grass that scratches her ankles while the sun beat down on her skin.

“I didn’t take you for a hiking person.” Jaehyun huffs out.

She chugs a gulp of water and wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, “I wanted to try something new.”

He shakes his head and clicks his tongue, knowing full well she did it to get some space and, and sighs, “Right.”

“Anyway-” She shrugs, stepping over a rock, “This is fun.”

“Oh yeah, 1000° of fun.” he mocks sarcastically, wiping his forehead.

She scoffs, “I didn’t take you for a whiner.” She mutters.

He smirks, “Sexually or just in general?”

“You’re hilarious.” She says breathlessly, placing her hands on her hips as she stands straight, trying to get some air into her lungs. He keeps walking as she looks at the distant view of the city.

“You need to stop princess?” Jaehyun calls from ahead.

She swallows, looking up at him and shakes her head with a grin, “Not a chance.” She assures, jogging to catch up with him.

He’s not in his suit for once. They’re both in workout gear, trainers and T-shirts and sweat all over their bodies but they’re both smiling at each other as they continue to hike up the sandy hill. “I have a question.” he breathes heavily.

She keeps walking, “Okay.”

He takes a gulp of water, “Why are you off gallivanting the world with no specific purpose?”

“I have a purpose.” She points out nonchalantly.

“Care to share?” he asks curiously.

She shrugs, “I want to gallivant the world.”

He nods, “That’s a good argument.” He points out, almost impressed.

But he’s got this tone to his voice that makes her eyes narrow, “But you don’t believe me.” She states, wiping the sweat from her forehead again.

He smirks, “I don’t even think you believe you.”

She shrugs and keeps walking, “Okay, what do you think my purpose for doing all of this is?” she asks tiredly.

He follows after her, still sweating from everywhere, “I have one theory.” He states.

“Only one?” She replies, raising an eyebrow.

He sighs disappointingly, “Yes sorry, only one.”

She smiles softly, “Let’s hear it.” She orders.

He stops, taking a deep breath and placing his hands on his hips. He pants through his words and she stops next to him. “I think you’re running away from something.”

He waits for a reaction that never comes, she just keeps panting, stays silent and tries to regain her breath. She swallows, hands on her knees and shakes her head, “Aren’t we all?” She responds, standing upright and staring at him. “And that’s not a very original theory, I seem to remember using it myself.” She reminds.

He cocks his head, “And now you’re deflecting.”

She smirks, “Well aren’t you a smart one.” She says sarcastically with no tone of anger in her voice which tells him she’s not upset he’s starting to figure her out, maybe because she doesn’t think he’ll get very far.

“I think you don’t want to be queen, or princess even.” He adds, “I think this is your way of experiencing life outside of that.”

She almost rolls her eyes, “A child could have diagnosed that.” she starts to walk up the hill again, lugging her body up the steep slope.

He raises an eyebrow, “Diagnosed?” He calls after her.

“Yeah” she calls back, “It’s called the grass is always greener on the other side or um… wanting what you can’t have?” but there’s a hint of bitterness to her voice and he knows she’s annoyed.

“And what you want is a normal life.” He states.

She narrows her eyes and stops walking, her hands on her hips. She takes a deep breath and sighs. She hesitates telling him, she’s not the kind to complain but she feels like he needs to understand her. She swallows, “You’ve seen my life; the glitz and glam and everything that goes on behind it. I was never in line for the throne so for a while, I knew what it was like to have none of that. I went to school, I was a bartender i…” She pauses, her eyebrows furrowed like she really needs an honest answer. “I never wanted to be princess, and then suddenly my uncle dies and my mum becomes… I’m thrown into this limelight, I had no choice in that!” She says louder, like she’s getting riled up, “I thought I could get used to it, if I pretend enough it’ll become reality right?” She takes a breath, looking away from him and watching the birds fly over the distant cliffs, “But I know this isn’t where I’m supposed to be.” she mutters.

He cocks his head, “You’re thinking about this the wrong way.” He points out, moving to stand closer to her. “We’re in the 21st century, you can be anything you want. You can be princess and have a job, you can go to school and rule a country. The possibilities are limitless! You could buy your own bar and work for yourself.” He pauses, “People look up to you princess. Show them what you got.”

She smiles softly, feeling uplifted into a new realm of thought. But she doesn’t tell him, only shoves him away with a giggle and takes off running towards the summit of the cliff- “Last one there’s a rotten egg!” she cries behind her.

Jae smiles softly and shakes his head, this girl.

Her: 2

Jaehyun: 1

(She beats him, she thinks that deserves a point no matter what)

part: one | two

EVAK FANFICS RECS / PART 4

ONESHOTS:

  • I’ll take you as you are by Behindthecities
    Summary: Even can’t sleep so Isak draw’s him a bath.

  • One More Second by kosekardemomme
    Summary: Isak invites the boys over to hang out with Even, for the first time with just them, just after Christmas. “Evak” can’t keep their hands off each other, though.

  • isak x even | dance so good by BloonStuff
    Summary: When Isak happens upon Even out of bed in the first time in a few days, he decides to make the most of the moment. 

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Cursed Child Scorbus Rec List

This really has become more of an index than a rec list, with categories of: 

Full length chaptered stories, Series, arcs, collections and short chaptered stories, Atmospheric, poetic, ficlets and drabbles, Pre-slash, Fluff, Established relationships, Flangst, Dark Angst, Humor, Holidays, Coming Out, Smut, Fix-Its/Re-Writes, and AUs

Last time I counted there were over 200 fics on here!

Basically my requirements for this list are:
Is it Cursed Child compliant, in the CC universe or do the characterizations feel close enough to CC?
No disturbing side-pairings or themes (i.e. no dub-con, abuse, drug use, infidelity or major character death. Exceptions will have warnings.)
Is it decently written, easy enough to understand and not cringe-worthy?
Did it make me smile or feel things?
Have I actually read it?

There are many stories, especially multi-chapters and WIPs, that I haven’t gotten around to yet, so this list is mostly made up of one-shots. It is my New Year’s resolution to read longer works. Feel free to add your recommendations in your reblog! Happy Holidays you wonderful little fandom! 

Note: I have categorized these fairly loosely. Some fics may fit into more than one category, but I don’t list them twice unless they are individual parts of an arc. The first section is uncategorized. They are a few of my faves, though I definitely have favorites in other categories like atmospheric and fluff, however these ones seemed slightly more complex and are a bit longer. So consider this category…


A Good Place to Start

*Best Mates- picascribit

“You deserve to be with someone who really likes you. Who thinks you’re brilliant.“

Scorpius grinned. “I’ve got you for that.”

One of the first Albus/Scorpius stories I read after CC, and still one of my favorites. This is Part 1 of Pica’s Scorbus Arc, but it is perfect as a stand-alone. The stories do get more mature.

*The First Date- rainystreetlights

“Still under the impression that you should have been the first to get a girlfriend eh? What can I say… Ladies love me.”

“Ladies tolerate you.”

‘One-Shot set in Albus and Scorpius’ sixth year at Hogwarts. When Rose doesn’t show up, Albus and Scorpius end up going on an accidental first date. Pure Scorpius and Albus fluff. Awkward conversations and a lot of strange situations’.

I love this so much. This author has seen the play and it shows. Her characterizations and dialogue are so spot on. So awkward, adorable and heartfelt!

*The Ball- torestoreamends

‘A ball is being held at Hogwarts to celebrate the end of fifth and seventh year exams. Scorpius has agreed to go with Rose, and Albus shouldn’t be as upset about that as he is. Dancing, fancy robes, obliviousness, and a small sprinkling of brotherly advice ensue.’

This is so gorgeous. Just her description of the robes slayed me. Read everything by torestoreamends!

*Seasons- starlightpeddlar

‘From the moment Scorpius and Albus get on the Hogwarts Express for their fifth year, things start to change. Albus starts to gain confidence both in the classroom and out of it, and Scorpius’ realization that he has greater feelings for his best friend threatens to leave him more alone than he’d ever imagined’.

Wonderful four chapter prequel to ‘Quietly’. Quietly is quite long and intense, but this is a nice getting together story, though it is still quite meaty and introduces important themes for the series.

*Put Your Guns Away Its Tea Time- frombluetored

‘Ginny Potter estimates it will only take three days into the Weasley-Potter family holiday for Albus to act on his feelings for his best friend. Albus estimates it will only take three days for him to die of embarrassment. And Scorpius, well. Scorpius is just glad to be there with Albus in the first place.’

I love this so much! The characters are so spot on and we get to see other Next Gen kids as well as all the grown up characters we love. Come for the Scorbus, stay for Ginny and the whole Weasley clan.

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Marichat May Day 8

Prompt Calendar hosted by yours truly and @marinette-sky

Day 1: Milk Day 2: Purring Day 3: Homework Day 4: ‘Romeo, Romeo…’

Day 5 The Baton Day 6 + 7: Game Night and Happy Pawing

Day 8: Fashion

“What’s up, princess?” Chat Noir asked. Marinette was all by herself, quite late at night in the park. She was listlessly kicking her feet back and on forth on the swing, not quite creating enough momentum to move.

“Oh, chaton,” she said, looking up. Her eyes were red, as if she had been crying. “Nothing much…”

“Come on, you can tell your friendly neighbourhood cat boy,” he winked. “Need me to beat someone up? Cataclysm a pretty face?”

“Nothing like that,” she sighed. “It’s just…we had a ballot today in class, to decide who goes to Paris Fashion Week, and I missed out again. That’s been the last three shows! I’m starting to think I’m cursed…”

“Is that it?” Chat laughed, ruffling her hair. “That’s an easy problem to fix!”

Marinette blinked at him. “Poor art student, Chat.”

The black cat tapped his head. “Ability to scale walls, princess…”

*

And so, they found themselves pressed against the glass ceiling on the night of Paris Fashion Week, a bird’s eye view of all the newest styles. Marinette sketched furiously while Chat took pictures on her phone.

“Do you want to go mingle?” Chat asked, once the catwalks were finished. “I can sneak us in.”

Marinette looked down at her outfit in dismay. “I can’t go like this!”

“No problem,” he winked. “I know where they keep the good stuff.”

And so they wandered around at the after party, Marinette in couture Gabriel, Chat Noir, de-transformed, but wearing large oversized black aviator glasses. She clung to his arm, gasping at seeing everyone and all the outfits up-close.

He was just preening at a job well done when his make-up artist walked right up to him.

“Nice disguise, Adrien,” she giggled, loud enough for Marinette to hear. Said girl gripped his arm tightly and squeaked. “Adrien???”

He swallowed. Busted.

Little Monster part 2

MASTERLIST

Pairing: Professor!Steve Rogers x reader

Warnings: A couple bad words?

Word count: 1.773

Summary: First class, first time meeting with professor Rogers. An old friend returns and raises some questions.

A/N: Some of you asked for more insight on how Steve looks at things… Well lucky you!

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believe in me

i kinda meshed these two requests together, i hope that’s alright!

request: could you do one where you’re a one night stand but he wants you to stay and after that you remain close friends but deep down he has feelings for you! 

request: harry and y/n are teachers at the same school. y/n is an art teacher and harry teaches english. one day harry doesn’t have a class to teach to he goes to watch y/n teach art and is amazed by their skills.

masterlist 

Harry couldn’t believe it. It was her. It was definitely her. He would recognize those cheek bones anywhere.

And those lips, the way she was biting them right now in concentration brought him back to when she bit her lip while staring at him at the bar, practically begging him to take her somewhere alone.

There were differences though, differences that nearly made her unrecognizable. She was wearing an oversized beige turtleneck, leggings and sneakers; a sharp contrast from the leather skirt and fishnets he remembered taking off. Her hair was in a messy bun now, held in place by a pencil and she was wearing big circular glasses, the rims made of gold wire.

Her hands were covered in charcoal as she concentrated on sketching what looked like a woman’s face, but the charcoal bled in a way that made it look like her face was melting off. She looked up from her work to check on her students and Harry backed away just behind the door so she couldn’t see him. He wasn’t sure if he should say something considering how they had left things.

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MY BIG FAT KAKASAKU FANFICTION COLLECTION

EDIT 05/26/16: If the links to the fics don’t show up, please go to http://kidcrooner.tumblr.com/KSFanficDirectory. Some tumblr update apparently disabled all the links on this post. sorry for the inconvenience!

HAPPY HOLIDAYS! This is late, but hey, here it is! I’ve been marathon-ing kakasaku fics recently since i NEEDED to satisfy my shipper heart before i drop everything and become serious for school next year.

Includes (*=contains some nsfw elements):

  • (20) (High) School AU
  • (25) Modern day AU (general)
  • (13) Fantasy/Sci-Fi AU (with sub-AUs indicated)
  • (04) Historical Romance AU
  • (19) Specific-book/movie AU/Crossover
  • (11) Time Travel AU
  • (11) Generation/Age Swap AU
  • (08) Co-Habitation AU
  • (07) Trapped in a Jutsu AU
  • (03) One of them is not Konoha Shinobi AU
  • (13+01) One of them has kids/Sakura gets pregnant AU
  • (18) One of them is Hokage AU
  • (07) Ghost and Living Person AU
  • (05) Amnesia Fics
  • (08) My Favorite kind of Sakura (where Sakura is a step ahead of Kakashi)
  • (22) In-Narutoverse, Mission Plots
  • (65) In-Narutoverse, Relationship-driven Multi-chapters
  • (46) NSFW (a large portion of the fic is NSFW)
  • (04) OT3
  • (93) Various Oneshots (Happy, Sad, Crack, etc.)
  • (27) Drabble and Oneshot Collections
  • (07) Unclassified Fics (I dont want to spoil them by classifying/i can’t classify them)
  • (04+(01)) NON-KAKASAKU FICS with platonicKakasaku <3
  • (11) Notable Naruto Fanfics

[DISCLAIMER/S]:

  1. I can’t guarantee consistent quality, characterizations and moral inclinations in all fanfics since i ’collect’ fics according to a mental checklist i have. For example, even if I do hold a Sakura as someone who can only have intimate relations with someone she’s emotionally invested in as my headcanonHarunoSakura, i can still cherish a Sakura who does one night stands (but not so much a Sakura that is reduced to an absolute mess just because a man is shirtless or someone says the word “penis.” she IS a medic, guys. she can’t possibly be THAT shy about it).
  2. There’s a LOT of NSFW fics floating around, which means there’s a lot of Fics that have made me go “NOPE! 8D” but i decided to include them since i liked some specific thing in it (plot, fluffy moment, characterization, etc) and i float different boats depending on the day. what i could probably HATE WITH A BURNING PASSION TODAY, i might be able to forgive tomorrow.
  3. I included the dates when it was last updated so that you can decide for yourself whether or not you’re going to be emotionally invested in something that was left hanging or was deliberately discontinued.

With that in mind, please enjoy!

edit: FORGOT TO LABEL SOME FICS AS NSFW. SORRY. PLEASE BEWARE OF THE RATINGS IN THE MEANTIME.

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Yellow

A/N: A whole lot of fluff for our fluffy leader Namjoon’s birthday. Also, this was a request for an anon so I hope you like it!

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader

Genre: FLUFF

Word Count: 2.7k

(i couldn’t not use this gif)

Originally posted by jiguk

“Remind me why I am coming to one of your philosophy parties again?” you asked your roommate as you slipped your dress over your head.

Hani had just finished getting dressed. She put her hands on her hips and sighed, “Because, I don’t like anyone in my major. And you haven’t left your studio in like 2 weeks. I think the paint fumes are getting to your brain”

“That’s not true. I’m not at the studio now” Hani shot you an unamused joke. “Any time I go with you I spend most of the time in the bathroom playing Mystic Messenger because I have no clue what the hell any of you are talking about”

Hani sighed, “If it’s really that bad then I’ll buy you pancakes or something, okay?”

You took in your reflection one last time. You weren’t trying to impress anyone, “Buy me chocolate chip pancakes and then we have a deal”

She rolled her eyes, “You’re such a child”

You threw on your coat, “And soon I’ll be a child with pancakes”

The two of you stood in front of the apartment door. You tensed, desperately wanting to make a run for it Hani instinctively grabbed you by the elbow, “Don’t even think about it”

You groaned, “There better be something other than red wine at this thing”

Your roommate rolled her eyes, “I can’t make any promises” she said as she knocked on the front door.

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anonymous asked:

Could you recommend your personal favorite fanfics? Whether they are chartered or one-shots, I just need some recommendations, thank you!

I already did that - here, but because the post is over 3 weeks old, I feel kinda obligated to do a Part 2 because I’ve definitely acquired a few new favorites since then. Soo… enjoy! ;)

Little disclaimer: these are (again) in no particular order, but I decided to number them anyway, just to keep a better track.

  1. Half Blade and Half Silk by smokeshop ✓
    Summary: uni!au; Isak’s friends introduce him to an art student at a college party. He won’t stop calling Isak baby and Isak’s bad at pretending to hate it. College AU where Isak’s past is a little more colorful but Even still won’t leave him alone.

  2. Would You Mind Closing The Bedroom Door? by allyasavedtheday ✓  
    Summary: The boy falters in the threshold, eyes widening when they land on Even. “Oh fuck- sorry! Eva didn’t say anyone was home.” Ah. No wonder she was up late last night. Even can’t really fault her taste – the boy is beautiful. He’s got golden hair mussed and curling over his forehead and cheekbones not even Michelangelo himself could sculpt and the most well-defined cupid’s bow top lip Even’s ever seen. Also he’s shirtless. Did he mention that part? There’s a stunning, shirtless boy in his kitchen with pillow creases still on his cheek and Even can’t do anything about it because he’s Eva’s one night stand. Fuck. 

  3. open the pod bay doors by iriswests ✓
    Summary: Even’s trying to write a script for his class, Isak happens to catch a glimpse of the shit show, and they fall in love over a story of parallel universes.

  4. behind the curtain, in the pantomime by dahlstrom ✓
    Summary: Basically, Isak is just never going to speak to any of his friends for the rest of his life. Which shouldn’t be too difficult, since he’s pretty sure he’ll be spending eternity in this auditorium surrounded by these screeching revue nerds, what feels like a thousand of them. This is it, this is his own personal hell.

  5. Afire Love by pressurerin ✓
    Summary: Isak can’t seem to stay out of trouble. A hot firefighter makes trouble seem not that bad. 

  6. sweet creature (but we’re still young) by kittpurrson ✓
    Summary: summer camp!au; Isak meets seventeen-year-old Even Bech Næsheim at Tyrifjorden on his fifteenth birthday. Or: the one where Isak tries to convince the boy next door to put his hands on him.

  7. the region of the summer stars by thekardemomme ✓
    Summary: flower shop!au; Someone keeps sending Isak flower bouquets and Even happens to work in a flower shop.

  8. Draw The Line (Need To Know That You’re Mine) by thesoulsailor ✓
    Summary: fake dating!au; Five times Even pretends to be Isak’s boyfriend, and one time there’s no pretend at all. Or the 5+1 Fake Boyfriend Evak AU we all deserve.

  9. torches (life’s too short) by xxLeviBech
    Summary: “My mom used to tell me my thoughts would pour out of my ears if I kept thinking too hard.” Isak threw back another fry, keeping his gaze down. “That’s pretty fucked up, man.” Even deadpanned, making Isak snap his head up in a laugh .“Fuck you,” He giggled, tossing one of the soggier ones at Even and being decidedly unimpressed when he caught it in his mouth. Or, a canon divergence AU in which Isak’s childhood is exponentially more severe – where he can’t remember coming to school without bruises, a bottle of hand-sanitizer, and long sleeves. It’s fine, he’s fine. It wasn’t for his friends, though; and that’s how he wound up here, in a fold-up chair every Tuesday and Friday, talking about his experiences with other post-secondary kids diagnosed with some kind of PTSD. It’s also where meets a guy whose name starts with the same letters as everything, because that’s… exactly what he is.

  10. Make a spark, break the dark, find a light with me by LostInAdmiration ✓
    Summary: Isak can’t sleep, so spends his nights wandering around the street. Even works the night shift at the store around the corner, and they bond over their mutual insomnia.

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The Story of Us

Prologue || 1 || 2 || 3 || 4 || 5 || 

✮ Chapter Six: Balance ✮

Word Count: 7541

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Monday sees Riley return to classes at Hillford High. At lunch she enters the cafeteria with Mabel and they sit together, later to be joined by Lucas, Thomas and Tristan. 

The conversation is - like it was all last week - basically just the boys talking to the girls as it was obvious the three family members were always in each others business so it wasn’t as if a simple ‘How was your weekend, what did you get up to?’ would suffice between them. 

They were so in each others business that Riley wonders how Lucas has a place that’s secret and separate from his cousins. How does he explain away the time? These are all thoughts that bounce around Rliey’s head and pull away her attention like a trance. 

“Earth to Riley,” Thomas snaps in the brunettes face to which she shakes her head in shock and quickly swats away his hand. 

“Where is it you went just now?” Tristan asks with a small smile. 

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Enchanted: i. Rose

A Valentine’s Day special set in my Professor Sherlock and Student Molly AU :) This is part one of a two-part fic. The second part will be in Sherlock’s POV, I think.:p


Molly Hooper stared at the rose, and it stared back -or at least that’s what it seemed like to her.

When she opened her locker door that morning, she definitely did not expect to see a glass-encased rose, its petals pale as ivory, nestled among her books and sundry school supplies.

Sure, it was Valentine’s Day, but never in her sixteen years of existence had this day been anything other than an ordinary one for her. The only time she has ever received a Valentine was back in nursery, where a dark-haired boy whose name she could no longer recall gave her the ratty Valentine each of them had to make during art class, under their teacher’s supervision.

She looked around.


Students were milling about on the hallway, since it was a good ten minutes before the first bell, but she could not detect anyone who could be surreptitiously observing her.

She looked back at the rose, and noticed for the first time a small white square of paper at the foot of the glass case. Biting her lip, she took the card and flipped it over. On it, were two simple verses:

before he knew it

the Beast was enchanted by

the lovely white Rose

like the glass, he vowed

to shelter her innocence

and love from afar

Molly read the verse another time, then another, her cheeks heating up.

Could this really be for her? Surely there was some mistake. How could anyone even think she was lovely, much less be enchanted by her?

And for goodness’ sake, who could possibly know her locker combination?

Once more she went over the verses, and with a jolt realized that they were in haiku form. She counted the syllables in each line, and sure enough, they were in 5-7-5 counts. Just yesterday, Professor Holmes discussed haiku in class, so the lesson was still fresh in her mind.

Professor Holmes…

Molly shook her head. She was starting to think ridiculous thoughts again. That night at the party was a mistake, the mysterious stranger someone she is unlikely to ever meet again, and he could not possibly be who she fancied him to be.

She took her books, slammed her locker door shut, and headed to her first class, which was, as luck would have it, Literature.

As she neared her desk, her steps slowed down.

Thomas, the tall, dark-haired kid who sat behind her in most of her classes, was standing by her desk, holding a heart-shaped box. He was looking down at his shoes, fidgeting, his ears red.

Molly cleared her throat, and his head shot up. Upon seeing her, a flush crawled its way up from his neck to his cheeks.

“M-Molly, hi!”

“Uhm… Hello, Tom. Erm… You’re at my desk.”

He looked down at her desk as if seeing it for the first time, then, recovering himself, blurted, “Oh! Right, of course, right… I just… Well…” He thrust the box at her, and Molly stepped back to keep it from hitting her in the face. “W-will you be my valentine?”

Oh.

“Oh.”

Tom’s eyes kept darting back and forth between her and the ground, his face now violently red. Their classmates were staring at them, some of them jeering.

“Uhm…” She hesitantly reach out and took the box. She should be happy, really. Flattered, even. But why did her emotions feel so much like… disappointment?


“So… You must be the one who left the flower in my locker, then…”

This surprised him into looking back at her.

“Flower? What… I don’t know… I didn’t leave a flower at your locker.”

“Oh, but then…”

“Settle down, everyone.”

Molly’s spine stiffened at Professor Holmes’ deep, commanding voice. Around her, her classmates started settling into their desks. Tom shot her a look that was half worried, half hopeful, before shuffling off to his own desk.

For a moment, she stood there awkwardly holding the box of chocolates, not knowing quite what to do with it, before realizing that she was the only one not yet seated.

She look over her shoulder to see Professor Holmes regarding her with an amused expression. His gaze fell to the box in her hands, and his lips slowly set into a straight line, as all amusement faded from his eyes.

Was it just her imagination, or did his expression darken?

She took her seat, and chided herself for being silly.

“Today, we are going to discuss Cupid and Psyche, and draw the parallels between this work and Beauty and the Beast.”

Molly looked up to see Professor Holmes staring right at her. She frowned.

For the rest of the lesson, she couldn’t help but wonder, her rioting thoughts going places she knew were bordering dangerous territory.



AO3 link:
http://archiveofourown.org/works/9708407/chapters/21903473

anonymous asked:

I have so many fic rec lists saved... But to heck with that, what are ur top Klance fanfics?

buckle up kids bc this is really fuckin long

ONESHOTS / COMPLETED

thread our way through a string of stars - Lance is an astrophysics student and Keith is looking for aliens. BOY HOWDY THIS IS A REALLY GOOD ONE it’s super long and slow build and really fuckin sweet

Nightmares - Lance has nightmares when he sleeps alone so he shares Keith’s bed…it’s adorable I read this one a lot hehe

you’re so sweet; will you be mine? - BAKERY AU where Lance is annoyed at the new bakery across from his and he and Keith communicate through trying to one-up each other with baked goods and they fall in love in the process. IT’S REEEALLY CUTE

Voltrain - petstore au!! pretty simple but it’s suuuper cute

how not to keep a diary - Lance’s diary entries talking abt starting college and meeting his new roommate (Keith) who he dislikes at first and then they become friiiiends (warning, this one has a bit of Keith/Shiro in it at one point if you’re not into that but it’s not too much)

pepsicola - canonverse, it’s just them slowly falling in love and it’s PERFECT I love this one a whole awful lot

I can’t help but to want - picks up right when s1 ends when everyone is seperated, Keith and Lance manage to connect their coms and their only contact for a long time is each other while they’re both stranded on different planets. it’s so cute my dudes I love it

Should I Stand Up On Fear - they’re at a beach and Keith has a big fear of deep water and Lance tries to make him so surfing with him. it’s super sweet and fun and the author is doing a sequeeeeeel I’m excite

so why don’t we fall - established relationship and Keith is nervous about hearing Lance say “I Love You” basically and it’s hecking cute…. (has a nsfw scene if you’re unchill w that)

Honey & Lemon - coffeeshop au and it’s adorable

Dewey Despicable - Lance spills coffee on someone’s (Keith’s) textbooks at the library & leaves before Keith gets back but he has to go back to the table bc he forgot something and Keith has left him an annoyed note so he writes one back and they just start leaving notes for each other bickering. it’s fuckin adorable dude

Kiss it Better - Keith is super terribly hurt in battle & nearly dies, Lance blames himself and is sad about it, but it’s all ok bc Keith lives and then they kiss and weh it’s just super cute. since Keith’s badly injured there’s description of the injury so if you’re squicked out by blood, just a warning for u. I reeeeally love this one…

take a chance - Lance makes video diaries of what goes on in the ship, then he gets captured after telling Keith he likes him and Keith didn’t get a chance to respond and Keith is upset bc Lance is gone (currently) and he still hasn’t told him and everything turns out ok in the end and it’s super cute and good

MULTI-CHAPTERED / IN-PROGRESS

And Action! - modern day au where Lance is an actor and Keith is fake dating him. Keith actually already has a boyfriend, and he’s told Lance that he’s ok with it but actually the bf has no idea UH OH… I have sooo much dread for the next chapter I think shit’s about to go down and the writing is really good and I am so invested in this fic omg

Of florists and tennis shoes - flowershop au where Lance keeps buying flowers to impress his not-yet-gf from Keith’s flowershop and they end up falling in loooooooove. The writing is super poetic and flowery and it’s so good I adore it??? In my top 3 klance fics definitely, there’s only one chap left to go and I still haven’t decided what scene to draw fanart for it I adore this fic so much <3 <3 <3

E O Mai - only 2 chaps so far but mermaid au where Keith illegally sells fish and one day ends up finding a dead (not dead) mermaid while out in his boat. long chapters and the writing is like, it rly makes you feel like you’re THERE?? like idk man it’s amazing and I’m always in the mood for mermaids so it’s perfect <3

Backhand - martial arts au!! That’s p much it but it’s so good and I love it. (this one has Keith crushing on Shiro–onesided, it’s not reciprocated–at first so if that squicks you out then maybe avoid it)

26 Kisses - this started out as a silly competition about who could sneak in more (platonic) kisses and then it turned into an Epic where the team is dying of a virus and Lance & Keith are the only ones so far who arent sick so they have to go find a cure and it gets INVOLVED, MAN. It’s really cute and fun it’s super worth reading

I bet you look good on the dance floor - dance au!! Basically everyone’s a street dancer (Lance Hunk & Pidge, and Shiro & Keith) and then Shiro gets injured and stops performing; flash forward to the future and Keith is teaching at Allura’s studio and Lance is taking lessons from him. I’m weak for dance aus and this one is really well written and good

On Thin Ice - skating au, Keith is a hockey player and the rest of the paladins + Allura are figure skaters!! and Lance teaches Keith to figure skate. Long chapters and rly good writing and just really FUN in general haha

The Lion’s Den - coffeeshop au kinda?? Everyone minus Keith works at a coffeeshop + Shiro also volunteers at a youth center, which is where he met Keith. Keith is trans and it’s abt him slowly becoming friends w the others and also trying to stop his involvement with the creepy gang called the GALRA…..OOOHH….it’s super good I love it

if this night is not is not forever, at least we are together

Otayuri Week Day 1: First Times/Confessions

Words: 2.8K 

Featuring: DJ Otabek, Artist Yuri, Photographer Phichit and a whole host of drunken antics. 

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It starts with a doodle in the margin of his art history notes that, when he looks at it from the right angle, looks like Otabek. Then there’s the midnight scrawls in his journals when he pours his heart out onto the page in smudgy ink, and when he rereads them the next day, it’s clear in his mind that the rambles that fill page after page are only about one person. Slowly, bits of Otabek start creeping into his art, snippets of things he’s written in journals, half remembered conversations immortalised in paint, some of the writing covered in angry strokes of red acrylic or made barely legible by the ink running down the page. He’s under his skin, and Yuri doesn’t really know why, or how to make it stop, how to make it go away, or anything that could possibly make the situation any better.

And whilst that might well be the start, it’s not technically the beginning.

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The “I didn’t have internet for almost 2 months and used up all my 4G reading 1d fanfiction” fic rec :)

 louis/harry chaptered

+ Curly Bun Man

  • I just paid for these Doritos but they’re stuck in the vending machine and I know you’ve been waiting but I am not going to let you buy something until you help me. AU 

a ghost in my lungs (it sighs in my sleep)

  • “Sometimes, when Harry is alone, he’ll stop what he’s doing - texting, fiddling with a ring, reading - and go still, like he thinks if he’s quiet enough Louis will emerge from his hiding spot and say hello.”  Alternately, the one where Louis is a lonely ghost haunting the house on the hill, and the boys move in on a Tuesday.

Poor, Unfortunate Soul

  • Louis, drunk and confused, falls off the side of the cruise ship. Harry, who had been following some dolphins who had been following the cruise ship, rescues him and takes him to a small island until help arrives (as it always does, because Louis is not the first drunk to fall off a boat). But until then, it’s just Harry and Louis. Oh, and Harry is a very handsome, shy merman. Who might have a thing for humans. And Louis, apparently, has a thing for mermen.

+ Cupids Chokehold

  • But - naively, stupidly, blindly - Harry holds out hope for a love that’s written across the stars. He can’t give up the feeling that there’s someone out there, waiting for him. He’s just going to have to wait for them, too. Or: Louis is a Cupid who tries to match up Niall and Harry. It doesn’t work out as planned.

louis/harry oneshots

this unnatural path, it spans infinitely 

  • “You’re gay,” Louis suddenly says, snapping Harry out of his trance. He nods slowly. “Yes, I am.” Louis then goes silent again and swallows back. He closes his eyes shut tightly and lets out a breath. Harry is somewhat worried, mostly because he’s just met Louis today and hasn’t seen him act so strange. “You’re so fucking open with it, Jesus.” New York City: The city that never sleeps. Harry, a university student, takes a trip to New York City with his university and is partnered with Louis Tomlinson. Secrets and fears are revealed and a feeling of longing comes out between the two. or an au where Louis and Harry are on a trip with their university to nyc and the fall in love and fuck.

Wax Off

  • Harry reaches back in with both hands, wordless. The span of his hand wrapped easily over the top of Louis’ thigh, his thumb pulling to stretch the fragile skin there tight. With his other hand, he grasped at the edge of the hard wax, peeling it up just enough to get a grip with his thumb and first finger. He looked up to meet Louis’ eyes. “Ready?” Harry helps Louis wax everything off.

All the kids at school (they were wishing they were me that night)

  • “Are you sure that you two aren’t dating?” Louis forces his gaze away from Harry’s scrunched face and looks to Nick, already rolling his eyes, “Yes, Nicholas, we’re sure. There are these neat things called ‘friends’, perhaps you’ve heard of them, and me and Harry the best kind and best kinds of friends don’t screw each other on the sly. ” Or Getting voted 'School’s Hottest Couple’ when they aren’t actually a couple complicates things a bit.

Tonight We’re The Sea And The Salty Breeze

  • “How may I make myself useful Mr Styles?” “I heard physical activities made you lose lots of sweat and water, great way to eliminate the toxins from what I’ve understood.” “Are you propositioning me?” “I am.” or AU where Harry is rich and handsome and Louis serves him a smoothie.

+ Jump The Gun

  • He groans in frustration, slamming his suitcase shut and maybe slamming his head against it a bit, because Harry Styles is trying to kill him, and it’s all because he has a stupid fucking fetish for girls’ underwear. (or, Louis likes to wear lingerie. Harry likes that Louis likes to wear lingerie.)

+ Bambi

  • “What’re you here for, exactly. I really would love to know.” “Just here for a chat,” provokes Harry. “Lovely to get back home, you know. Got a turkey in the oven–” “At three in the morning. Get real, Bambi.” Louis deadpans a look at Harry, his eyes emotionless as they bore into him. “You’re here for the zirconia, aren’t you.” or the au where harry becomes an assassin and has a mission at louis’ house to steal the million dollar zirconia for zayn.

+ The Way You Make Me Feel

  • “You couldn’t last a damn day without trying to sleep with me." "I can last a whole fucking week,” Harry says, rising to Louis’ challenge. “Wanna make a bet on that, Styles?" "You’re on,” Harry grins. Or, Disney AU where Louis and Harry try not to fuck in public places.

+ A Match Made in Aisle Three (Everybody Cutloose)

“Don’t feel bad,” Louis said. “You picked the machine that freaks out on customers more often than not. It’s not your fault it froze on you.”
“Oh, OK,” Harry replied. “Glad it’s not just me, then.”
“Yeah. Um, I’ll move your stuff to one that works.“
"Wait, don’t!”
Too late.
Before Harry could finish his request, Louis saw what Harry’s purchase was – a giant bottle of lube.
Awkward.
So Louis did what he does best: made it even more awkward.
“Big night tonight?”
Idiot.

Or, the one where Louis is a drama student/cashier who assists Harry in buying a bottle of lube, and is also the only guy that frat boy Harry has trouble talking to.
Also featuring Sophia as stubborn matchmaker and Liam as accidental wingman.

Rinse Me Down

  • Louis just wanted to raise a bit of money for his Uni political party. Niall and Zayn decided on a 'people wash’ because “nobody drives cars anymore”. It quickly becomes a hedonistic water fight.

louis/zayn

tell me now and i won’t ask again

  • “You said you couldn’t live without me,” says Louis casually, eyes sparking a bit, and Zayn wants to tell him don’t ruin the momentbut he can’t deny this boy anything. “Didn’t think you cared so much, Zayner.” He pretends to swoon, eyelashes fluttering ridiculously, and he’s messing around but it doesn’t make him any less lovely in the lamp light. “You’ll give a girl the wrong idea, there.” or  Louis and Zayn as best friends, boyfriends, fiancés, and husbands.

+ keep you like an oath

  • Zayn doesn’t recognize the man through the peephole, but he looks harmless enough, so Zayn swings the door open, barely able to get out a greeting before,  “Hello, would you be interested in being my boyfriend?” The stranger asks.  “Uh,” Zayn mumbles, looking between the man and the space behind him, waiting for someone to jump out at him and tell him what’s going on. No one does. And the stranger is still grinning at him, blue eyes shining and teeth on full display as he waits. “Who are you?” Zayn finally asks, when the stranger makes no move to give him more information about what’s happening.

nor are mine ears with thy tongue’s tune delighted

  • louis is the shrew that doesn’t want taming. harry happens to like being adored, thank you. liam is hopelessly lovesick. niall’s the man with the plan. and zayn is in it for the money, until he isn’t. a 10 things i hate about you au. 

+ unwanted pets and the right kind of friends

  • the only things stopping louis from getting laid are his friends and a turtle named Lebron (and maybe his own feelings). or four times louis and zayn fail to have sex and the one time they do.

+ Love is Art and You’re My Canvas

  • zayn is fresh out of juvenile detention, louis is blind and both of them are the only ones who truly know how to take care of each other. 

+ i’m not looking for a lover

  • Zayn has recently come into possession of a fortune he wants little to do with and time he doesn’t know how to waste. And then there’s Louis, someone who can solve both of these problems even though he has his own load of baggage. They meet in New York. 

louis/liam

+ Soul

Liam tosses a grin back over his shoulder. “What are you going to do when I’ve gone and there’s no one around to drive you round the bend?”

Louis’ bike coasts to a stop. It happens so slowly that by the time he’s at a standstill, Liam is far ahead, up by the curve. “I’ll forget.”

Liam stops much more quickly. They’re alone in the dome; their private conversation can be held across thirty feet of open space. “You’ll what?”

Louis watches him. “I’ll forget,” he repeats. “Not the way you forget things, when you can’t pinpoint them but you still carry them in your heart. I’ll just have my hard drive wiped.”

Or: Louis is the medical android tasked with taking care of Liam in a world after nuclear war.

Opening the Map

Lily Potter sat on her bed with a piece of folded up parchmentin front of her. She had finally nicked the map from her where her brother,James, kept it hidden. Lily had spent an entire summer looking and she’d almostgiven up until she realized the Halloween feast tonight would keep everyonebusy for a few hours. As much as she hadn’t wanted to skip the feast, shecouldn’t pass up the opportunity to nick the map. It was a good thing too.James, probably less concerned than usual about the map’s safety now that hewas busy snogging his new girlfriend all the time. Either that, or he’d rushedoff to stuff his face at the Halloween feast and not bothered to hide itproperly. Lily snickered, his knickers drawer, really? 

She’d known about the map, of course, since James firstnicked it from their Dad’s office during his first Christmas break home fromHogwarts. They had overheard their Uncle George talking to Dad about it, although Lily had a sneaking suspicion that maybe Uncle George had wanted them to learn about it because she was quite sure his eyes had flickered towards their hiding spot on the stairs. James was the only one at Hogwarts then, so she hadn’t minded much when he’d been the one to find it. It wasn’t of any use to her. Now, though, she felt she deserved a chance to pull some pranks of her own without the worry of being caught. Not to mention the secret passage ways to Hogsmeade would be great to have access to. 

Now, if only she could remember how James had accessed it. He’d certainly bragged about figuring it out enough. Lily swore at herself for deciding to ignore his bragging, she could only remember how to close the map. That wasn’t helpful at the moment though. She hesitated, holding her wand above the old parchment, then tried the first thing that came to mind.

“Open,” Nothing. Lily mentally rolled her eyes at herself, that had been a stupid guess. Who in their right mind would make it that easy to get in?

“Please show me Hogwarts?” Again, nothing.

“I have things to manage?” That was a stupid variation on how to close the map, but Lily didn’t know what else to do but try anything that popped into her head. She was not going to give this back to James after finally getting ahold of it.

Thirty minutes later Lily was running out of ways to try and open the map. What was the point of going to the trouble of getting the map if she couldn’t use it? She was mindlessly tapping her wand on the parchment out of irritation.

“Oh come on, I just want to pull a few pranks without getting caught–Oh!” 

To her surprise words started to form on the page. 

Mr. Moony offers his compliments to whoever is wanting to create some mischief, but must sadly inform them that unless you swear we can’t share.

Mr. Wormtail solemnly agrees, it’s such a shame they won’t be able to manage.

Mr. Padfoot would like to point out that even if they were up to no good, they couldn’t out-prank the Marauders. We are the Kings at this school.

Mr. Prongs agrees and wonders who might possibly be trying to swear they are up to no good? 

Lily was stunned, this was the oddest map ever. The words started to fade and she quickly tapped the map again, deciding to just go with it.

“Lily, my name is Lily.”

Lily?

The writing seemed to almost hesitate, then started up again as her name faded away.

Mr. Moony is wondering why Lily would be pulling a prank?

Mr. Wormtail thinks Mr. Prongs is sharing things he aught not to be

Mr. Padfoot thinks Mr. Prongs is trying to impress Miss Prongs and deserves a detention cleaning bedpans in the Hospital Wing, the prat.

Mr. Prongs thinks Mr. Padfoot is a git and is sure Lily could pull a prank if she was serious.

Mr. Padfoot thinks there’s a strong possibility that Miss Prongs is, in fact, not serious.

Mr. Moony would like to share his disapproval in Mr. Padfoot’s poor taste in jokes.

Now she was really confused. She felt like she was being discussed by people–not even people, but a map!– as if she weren’t in the room! Lily tried not to feel insulted, she could pull a prank better than almost anyone. Kings? She may as well call herself Queen then. After all, everyone knows who really runs things in a kingdom. She’d learned from James, after all, and watched out all the ways he got caught. Lily almost never got caught, not to mention that she’d perfected the art of talking her way out of trouble. And if she could just figure out how to open this map, there would be no more obstacles to trying to out-do James.

“I pull amazing pranks!” she said indignantly while tapping the map again, before reminding herself she was getting huffy with a map.

Mr. Padfoot is sure Miss Prongs can pull pranks now since apparently Mr. Prongs wants to assist her with our secrets.

Mr. Moony wonders if Miss Prongs should focus on her homework instead?

Mr. Wormtail wonders if Mr. Prongs is thinking with his head?

Mr. Prongs would like to inform everyone he has no idea what they are talking about.

Mr. Padfoot would like to kindly ask his best mate to come off it, and thinks Mr. Prongs is trying to hard to win Miss Prongs over.

Miss Prongs? Win her over? What the actual hell was going on? Lily was starting to think maybe the magic on the map was starting to wear off. After all, it had been her dad’s while he was at school, and her Uncle’s before that. And it sounded like these people had made the map, and who knows how long ago that was. She looked down to see three different handwritings that all seemed very busy picking on the one called Mr. Prongs while continuously referring to her as Miss Prongs, which seemed to be a running joke. She signed, if he was being singled out then she guessed she should probably use that to her advantage. Boys were always so obvious. 

“Mr. Prongs, I, Lily, request assistance opening the map,” she made herself sound as confident as possible. The written argument between the four of them stopped mid scroll and faded.

Mr. Padfoot wants Mr. Prongs to know he’s going to break his broomstick the next time he sees him.

Mr. Prongs would like Lily to know she can always ask him for help.

Mr. Moony would like to inform Mr. Prongs that he’s pathetic.

Mr. Wormtail agrees that Mr. Prongs is…up to no good.

Mr. Padfoot thinks Mr. Wormtail should shut his fat mouth

Lily grinned, “I swear I am!” only the handwriting from Mr. Prongs appeared after that.

Do you solemnly swear?

“I solemnly swear! I solemnly swear I’m up to no good!” Lily almost yelled, laughing triumphantly as the map blossomed over the pages like watercolor with hundreds of labels in the Great Hall. It was obvious why James was so keen to keep this nearby.

“Bloody hell, this is fantastic!” She wanted to jump up and down like a five year old at Christmas. Once she had calmed herself down she watched the map until the giant mass of students in the Great Hall began to disperse towards the four Common Rooms.

Reluctantly tapped the paper and whispered “Mischief managed.”

Of course she would be sharing this with her friends tomorrow, but for tonight she just wanted to keep the victory to herself. There was something about the map that she felt almost drawn to. It was silly, she thought, to be affectionate towards a map, but here she was, grinning like she just made a new friend. Climbing into her bed, she drew her wand one last time for the night, and tapped the map.

“Thanks Mr. Prongs, you’re the best.”

Lily felt a bit stupid, but she did owe him. Whoever he was. However this charm worked, the person who cast it trusted her for some reason. She wondered vaguely why as tucked the map away where she was sure her brother wouldn’t look. Not that it mattered much, she thought. As far as she knew, there was no way for him to get up to the girls’ dormitories. She smiled into her pillow, all the while missing the last message scrawled across the paper, fading into nothing.

Always for you, Evans.

Making Memories- A Doctor Strange FanFic (Chapter 1)

Previous Chapters: Intro

Imagine being in the midst of your training at Kamar-Taj when Doctor Stephen Strange shows up. The Ancient One asks you to take him under your wing. You know you shouldn’t be attracted to someone as tragically flawed and arrogant as him, and yet by some sick twist of fate, you seem to be perfect for one another. How long can you really resist the attention he gives you?

Doctor Strange X Reader Romance

As The Ancient Once departs, you turn your attention to the newest addition of Kamar-Taj. If the implications made by The Sorcerer Supreme were any indication, he must have a difficult personality. Keeping him at arm’s length seems like the best approach.  

“Strange,” you address him in a calm, detached tone. And before he can even open his mouth to reply, you firmly add- “I’m not calling you ‘Doctor’.” And then you promptly turn on your heels and begin walking away. “Follow me,” you call out behind you.

Stephen furrows his brow, a bit dumbstruck by your attitude. “Nice to meet you too,” he remarks derisively. His voice is much deeper than expected. In fact, you’d never heard anything quite like it before.

“So where are we going?” he asks, striding up alongside you almost immediately. Your haste is no match for his long legs. So much for feeling authoritative…

“To the training grounds,” you reply simply, and from there the two of you make your way across the compound in silence.

You stop off at the linen closet. It’s a small room, lined floor to ceiling with shelves of traditional clothing in various colors and sizes. You turn and look at him to gauge his measurements and Stephen cocks his head in confusion.

“I thought we were going to train.”

“We are. But first, we need to get you into appropriate attire.”

You pull a set of generic white robes from the top shelf.

“Put these on,” you order, holding the items out in front of him.

Stephen hesitates, his eyes meeting yours as if asking “do I have to?”

“It’s the standard uniform of Kamar-Taj,” you explain. “There’s a changing stall down the hall past the laundry facilities. I’ll be waiting outside.”

When Stephen rejoins you in full attire, his discomfort is apparent. However, you can’t help but admire the way the fabric hugs and elongates his lean, muscular form. You didn’t have to like this guy, but he certainly had one of the nicest bodies you’d seen in awhile. Not that you’d ever admit it out loud.

“Much better,” you state matter-of-factly. “Now we can begin.”

The training grounds were just around the corner, beyond a small set of stairs. It was a large exterior space, littered with a handful of students practicing various kinds martial arts.

You lead Stephen to a quiet space in the corner of the courtyard, tying up your hair in preparation for what was to come.

“Alright Strange, you may be a doctor, but I’m assuming you don’t know the first thing about hand to hand combat.”

“There’s not much use for it in a medical setting,” Stephen responds snarkily.

“Well that’s about to change.”

You throw a sudden and unexpected punch, making contact with one of his very prominent cheekbones.

Strange recoils, more out of surprise than pain. After all, you hadn’t hit him terribly hard. 

“What the hell was that for?!” 

“One of the most basic human instincts is self-defense,” you reply ambiguously. “You wanna tap in to your true spirit? Defend yourself Strange.”

You begin circling him as a panther would its prey. Stephen keeps his eyes locked on you, anticipating your next move. And yet, he makes almost no effort to dodge the blow when you side kick him in the stomach.

“Ahh,” Stephen grunts in frustration.

“What’s wrong?” you ask, your voice laced with teasing amusement. “Afraid to hit a woman?”

Your words irritate him enough to make him swing at you in annoyance.

You block his ill-conceived punch with little effort, dancing around him light on your feet.

“You know, most people think fighting is all about strength and power,” you explain breathlessly. “But they’re wrong. All you need is precision. I’m sure that’s something you can relate to in your line of work.”

Stephen swings at you again, and this time, you duck down to avoid contact, spinning around with the intention of kicking his legs out from under him. However Strange catches you off-guard as he grabs you by your ponytail, winding your hair around his hand and pulling you into a choke hold with his other arm. 

“Ah, so you’re a strategist,” you note aloud as he holds your body firmly against his own. “Maybe that brain of yours will come in handy after all, Strange.” 

He laughs, a deep rumbling snicker. “You know, there’s a certain irony to complementing the mind of a neurosurgeon.”

You elbow him in the stomach forcefully, escaping his grasp.   

Neurosurgeon? Your body goes momentarily rigid. Is this some kind of sick joke?

Strange capitalizes on your hesitation, landing a satisfied punch to your jaw. You retaliate in kind, using your signature roundhouse kick and knocking him straight to the ground.  

You rub the side of your face, regaining your composure and without a word, you walk over and offer your opponent a hand. Reluctantly, he accepts it and you help him to his feet. Stephen’s fingers shake beneath your grasp, and you resist the urge to study his multitude of scars as you let go. 

“That’s enough for today,” you declare. ”Come on, I’ll show you around.”


“So how was his first day of training?” The Ancient One inquires with curiosity later that evening.

“It was fine,” you reply vaguely, suppressing your irritation.

She looks at you with persistent eyes, coaxing an elaboration without so much as a word.

“Okay, why me?” you finally ask with an earnest sigh. “You could’ve asked anybody to look after Strange. Why did it have to be me?”

The Ancient One smiles lightly. “Balance,” she responds, as if it were obvious. “Certain personalities- certain energies- counter one another more productively than others. I thought you would be an appropriate match for his boundless intellect. And to be perfectly honest, I think his stubbornness and persistence will ultimately aid you in your own journey towards self-healing.”

“Really?” you retort, unconvinced. “So it has nothing to do with the fact that he’s a neurosurgeon?”

The Ancient One remains perfectly collected. “As I said, I think the two of you can learn from one another.”

“There is nothing to be learned from that man,” you remark all-too-quickly.

Your master’s eyes widen in disappointment. “That’s an incredibly closed-minded attitude, Y/N. Every life has value that can be passed from one to another. Strange is no more broken than you were when you first arrived at Kamar-Taj. Have you forgotten everything I’ve taught you?”

You exhale deeply, regaining your composure. “No, I haven’t,” you admit in respectful defeat.