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Coffee and Crosswords

Request 3!

Tags: muggle au, coffee shop au, Hermione is a great wingman, Pansy is a tolerant wingman, crosswords, the smoothest pickup line of all time.

(Also posted on AO3)


“This is my favorite new coffee shop,” Hermione said, the bell over the door chiming softly as they stepped into the bright, high-ceilinged shop. “Go sit down,” Hermione pointed to an empty table near the counter, “I’ll order for you. I promise you’ll love it.”

Harry made his way over to the table and slid into a seat. It was the only empty table in the busy store, through everyone seated already had their drinks so of the two baristas only one was actually working, a young woman with her short black hair cut into a blunt bob.

The other employee was bent over a newspaper, folded in half at the crossword. He was tall and lean with impossibly white blond hair that would fall over his eyes whenever he bent over to fill in an answer. He rolled a blue pen in his long fingers, his brow creasing faintly in thought. Harry watched spellbound as the gorgeous blond tapped the pen on his mouth and then bit the end absentmindedly, his eye teeth sinking into the plastic.

“Harry?”

Harry started and flushed, “Y-yeah?”

Hermione followed where Harry had been looking and grinned, “He’s cute.”

Harry groaned, “Please, no, ‘Mione.”

She rolled her eyes, “You’re no fun.” She dug around in her massive shoulder bag and pulled out a book, settling back in her chair and opening it to her place, “Don’t mind me.” she shooed at him with one hand, her eyes already glued to her book, “Go back to your staring.”

Harry felt himself flush, but despite his embarrassment, found his eyes pinned on the blond again. He had paused from chewing on the pen to press his lips together into a thin line and slowly relax them, tracing the shape of his bottom lip with the end of the pen.

The blond looked over at the black haired girl, “Hey, Pansy, what’s a ten letter word for 'smitten’?”

Pansy had her back to him, finishing their drinks, and shrugged dismissively.

“You’re absolutely no help whatsoever,” he retorted with airy dismay.

“Says the one doing the crossword instead of working,” Pansy muttered just loud enough to carry.

Harry bit his bottom lip and impulsively blurted out, “Captivated.”

Harry didn’t think the blond could be any more attractive until he looked over at Harry with the most amazing pale grey-blue eyes, framed by pale lashes only a little darker than his hair.

Harry swallowed hard, “A ten letter word for smitten, captivated.”

“Hmm…” the blond looked down at the paper and shook his head, “No. The 'ed’ at the end is right through,” he leaned over on the counter, “any other ideas?”

“Fascinated?” Harry said, his mind already winging ahead for other words that might fit, his hand under the table counting out letters of words.

The blond glanced down and then back up, a smirking smile on his mouth, “Nope.”

“How about….” Harry’s brow furrowed and he chewed his bottom lip, “…Infatuated?”

He glanced down and smiled triumphantly, “That’s it!” the pen scratched across the newspaper filling in the missing word.

Pansy bumped the blond with her hip and pushed two cups into his hands, “Be useful Draco,” she nodded at their table.

“Your name is Draco?” Harry asked as the blond walked around the counter carrying the two cups.

Draco nodded with a grimace, “Constellation names are somewhat of a tradition in my family.”

“Um, I’m Harry,” Harry said hurriedly as Draco slid the cups onto the table.

“Nice to meet you, Harry,” Draco smiled.

Hermione pulled out her phone, which absolutely hadn’t gone off, and said, “Well, would you look at that, it’s Ron. Sorry, Harry, I have to get going. Wouldn’t want to keep my boyfriend waiting.” She pulled her bag over her shoulder and put her book away in one smooth movement. She was was out the door before Harry could say a word. 

He finally managed a groan and glanced over at Draco, his cheek feeling hot.

Draco was looking faintly flushed himself, “Well. That wasn’t subtle at all.”

“No, it wasn’t,” Harry agreed.

Draco went back to the counter leaning over and grabbing his crossword and pen. “I’m going on break, Pansy.”

“You’re an arsehole, Draco Malfoy,” Pansy retorted without looking up.

Draco came back to Harry’s table, “Is this seat taken?” he asked.

“No, not at all,” Harry said.

Draco sat down across from him, sitting the crossword down in front of himself and helping himself to Hermione’s abandoned latte, “A ten letter word for hopeful starting with P.” He tapped his mouth with the pen and then carefully wrote in, “P-e-r-s-u-a-s-i-v-e.”

“You do a lot of crosswords?” Harry asked.

“There’s a lot of downtime working here,” Draco said, one side of his mouth quirking up in a smile. He barely glanced down at the paper and said, “I need a four letter word for dinner and a movie.”

“A date?” Harry said after a half a seconds thought.

“I’d love to,” Draco said.

Harry let out a startled laugh.

“Too cheesy?” Draco asked.

Harry shook his head with a grin, “How about tomorrow?”

Draco smiled, “I get off at seven.”

4

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lockedinmybody  asked:

daliaaaaa could you tell me your fave sterek fics please?? :)

How could you ask me this? Do you have any idea how many sterek fics I’ve read over the years? How many I’ve loved?

This is a short list of the very few I could think of off the top of my head. I think I’ll probably make a recs page, because I’ve been meaning to for a long time. I have a recs tag, but that includes different pairings as well.


Sideways and Slantways and Longways and Backways

“I called you a slave-driver!” Stiles cried hysterically. “I called you an ogre! I stole all the blue paperclips!”
Derek raised an eyebrow at him.
“That’s company property!” he shouted, waving his arms madly in distress.
Derek ran a hand over his face. “It’s not theft if the vice president of the company gives you permission.”

(Otherwise known as the Elevator AU)

The Price

Stiles must surrender the most important thing in his life to protect the town… and no one can figure out what it was.

Around The Bend

The first time Derek catches sight of the new yoga instructor, Stiles is in the middle of showing a class how to do downward-facing dog. Derek walks into a wall.

Things don’t exactly improve from there.

Derek can’t stop staring at Stiles, the bendy new yoga instructor at his family’s gym. Stiles thinks Derek’s a repressed homophobe who hates Stiles for making him want the D. They fall in love.

can’t be hateful, gotta be grateful

“Be cool, Dad, we’ve decided to con Grandma.”

(Or, the one where the Stilinski men drag Derek to Thanksgiving dinner at Grandma’s and she gets the right wrong idea.)

Keep reading

Dialogue List!

Send me a number and a character.

1. “I don’t even know who I am without you.”

2. “The way you flirt is just shameful.”

3. “I’m flirting with you.”

4. “You don’t need to protect me.”

5. “You can’t even look at me!”

6. “Stop looking at me like that!”

7. “You make a good pillow.”

8. “Does he know about the baby?”

9. “I had a nightmare about you and wanted to make sure you were okay.”

10. “All I wanted was the truth.”

11. “Why are you pushing me away?”

12. “I didn’t realize I needed your permission.”

13. “I can’t believe you talked me into this.”

14. “Nobody trusts me to do anything important!”

15. “I fall for the worst ones.”

16. “You make me feel like I’m not good enough.”

17. “Come over here and make me.”

18. “Stop thinking about him/her/them.”

19. “You’re beautiful/handsome, and I’m not the only one that thinks that.”

20. “I need your forgiveness.”

21. “If you don’t rest, you won’t heal.”

22. “You’re the only one I can trust.”

23. “Kiss me.”

24. “I love you.”

25. “I told you not to fall in love with me.”

26. “I forgive a lot, but I never forget what’s said and done.”

27. “Please shut up. I can’t stand how appealing your voice is.”

28. “Shut up. Just shut up.”

29. “Again?”

30. “I’ve been in love with you my entire life.”

31. “I’m tired of being your secret.”

32. “You know, it’s okay to cry.”

33. “I think we should have another.”

34. “Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”

35. “Go on, tell me. Tell me you don’t love me.”

37. “Twins? We’re…we’re having twins?!”

38. “If he’s going to treat you like shit I’m going to kick his ass.”

39. “I just want to be alone right now.”

40. “Those things you said yesterday… Did you mean them?”

41. “You haven’t even touched your food. What’s going on?”

42. “If you don’t want to talk about what happened, then say so. Don’t just lie and say it’s fine.”

43. “Sometimes, there is nothing better than some good old-fashioned, no string attached fucking.”

44. “Stay in bed.”

45. “Stop laughing at me!”

46. “Just say that it is okay. I just need to hear you say it.”

47. “I love you and I am terrified.”

48. “Why does it hurt so much?”

49. “I can’t promise you that…….”

50. “Promise me you will come back….. I need you to promise me.”

51. “I missed you.”

52. “Do you trust me?”

53. “Don’t you look at me like that.”

54. “You’re the most amazing, incredible, beautiful being I’ve ever met.”

55. “I’ll find her and bring her home, I promise.”

56. “You embarrassed me this evening.”

57. “I couldn’t do it….. one look in their eyes and I knew I couldn’t kill them. For that I am sorry.”

58. “Did you enjoy yourself last night?”

59. “I am not losing you again.”

60. “Why don’t they just kiss already?”

61. “You know, it hurt when I realized that you’re not in love with me. But nothing can compare to the pain I felt when I saw you fall in love with her.”

62. “I am different now.”

63. “You left without saying goodbye……. I hate you for that.”

64. “I loved you and then you were gone…….. and I knew I lost you.”

65. “None of that matters now.”

66. “Please say something.”

67. “I shouldn’t have come.”

68. “It was a mistake coming here”

69. “You hate me and I do not know why!!”

70. “Take your fill”

71. “Is that a challenge?”

72. “What the hell was that?!”

73. “Mind if I cut in?”

74. “Did I stutter?”

75. “Why are you being so nice to me all the sudden”

76. “Why are you covered in mud?”

77. “I can’t… I can’t lose you.”

78. “You’ll be the death of me.”

79. “Come back to bed.”

80. “You are so tiny compared to me”

81. “Can I kiss you?”

82. “Bring your pretty little butt over here.”

83. “Why are you dressed like that?”

84. “You deserve so much better.”

85. “You have the most amazing eyes.”

86. “You know, it’s okay to cry.”

87. “That’s distracting.”

88. “That isn’t appropriate.”

89. “Is it possible to love too much?”

90. “Promise me you’ll look after your father.”

91. “How long has it been?”

92. “This relationship used to be all about communication! What ever happened to that?”

93. “If you walk out that door, you’re no longer one of us. You’ll be one of them and that means I’ll treat you like one of them.”

94. “I left everything for this, I left it all…for you!”

95. “Look at me - just breathe, okay?”

96. “I’m sick of being USELESS.”

97. “I almost lost you.”

98. “I wish I could hate you.”

99. “Tell me a secret.”

100. “No one needs to know.”

THIS LIST ISN’T MINE! I actually wanted to give credit to the account where i found it be he/she deactivated her/his account!

When shy meets shy (Bucky X Reader)


Title: When shy meets shy (Bucky X Reader)

Pairing: Bucky X Reader

Genre: Fluff, Slight Angst

Summary: After Hydra, Bucky became shyer than he ever was before. Until he meets someone even more bashful than he was. Could he help her rebuild her self-confidence? Make her believe she’s worth more than she thinks? And convince her he’s truly madly deeply in love with her?

Note: So this is a little something for @whotheeffisbucky who is having an especially hard time today. Know that you’ll always be loved for who you are! 

MASTERLIST

Bucky was a new presence in the Stark Tower. He was a quiet soul and kept to himself mostly. After the civil war between the Avengers, he couldn’t help the guilt that bubbled in him every time his eyes met his now teammates.

He wasn’t the only one in the tower that mostly kept to themselves. (Y/N) has been in the team for a good year and the other Avengers still didn’t see much of her aside from during missions.

Quiet people seem to notice each other and the two often noticed each others presence and little quirks every time they were in the same room.

During briefing sessions, Bucky would notice (Y/N) fiddling with the corners of her shirt when the conversation was directed at her.

In turn, (Y/N) notices how Bucky’s eyes avert away from people and stare at the tabletop when anyone in the team seemed to ask him for his opinion.

As time passes, Bucky couldn’t help himself but have his gaze fleet over to (Y/N) anytime he was out in the common area. He noticed how she tries to hide, make herself as scarce as possible, almost trying to let her 3-size too large sweater swallow her as the Avengers team chat up a storm.


Bucky was used to having (Y/N)’s quiet presence around. She tried to make herself invisible but to Bucky, she was all he could see in the rowdy common room during movie night.

Today, though, Bucky couldn’t spot the girl. He was settled at the far end of the couch, his usual seat, where he could have a completely unobstructed view of the room, a habit from his days as a soldier.

As the clock hits 9 PM, Bucky couldn’t help the frown that appeared on his face. He knew that (Y/N) was a creature of habit. She may not be too sociable but she never missed a movie night, not since Bucky joined the team.

“(Y/N) isn’t here.” Bucky gruff voice sounded and the noisy room was suddenly plunged into a pin-drop silence.

Bucky’s voice was rare and surprised the group of heroes. Wanda snapped from her reverie quicker than the rest and cleared her throat.

“(Y/N) said she isn’t joining us tonight. She’s tired and wants to rest early.” the redhead said with slight disappointment.

Bucky grunted in response and his frown deepened as worry pooled at his stomach. The team didn’t miss the look he sported.

“I’m… I’m just going to go. Uhm, goodnight guys.” Bucky said softly, his voice deep with uneasiness.

Trudging his way to the living quarters of the tower, his shoulders were slumped. Steve attempted to stand up and go after his friend but was stopped by Natasha.

“Let him be, Cap. He isn’t going back to his room,” she said with a knowing smile. Only to be met with Steve’s look of confusion.


The soldier paced back and forth (Y/N)’s room, footsteps unusually loud considering his training.

“Would you like for me to inform Ms. (Y/N) of your arrival, Sergeant Barnes?” FRIDAY’s voice filled the silent corridor causing Bucky to jump.

“Uh, well, um, if you would please. yes, thank you?” Bucky replied, still not used to speaking into thin air.

He straightened himself and bit his lip, mind whirring at what to say to the lady when she opened the door.

As his mind went into an overdrive, the door cracked open slightly, (Y/N) face coming into view.

Surprised at having a visitor, (Y/N) was at a lost and remained quiet, her wide eyes staring at the shy man in front of her.

“Uhh, hi, hey. I’m Bucky. Uh, well, no, I mean I am Bucky but you know that.” Bucky blabbered on, the tips of his ear a bright pink.

A small laughter bubbled out of the girl before she could stop herself. At the sound of her chuckle, both of them stopped short.

“Hi, Bucky. Is there anything I can help you with?” her soft voice asked, eyes trained on Bucky, a concerned gleam reflecting in them.

“I’m just, well, I missed… I mean we missed you at movie night.” Bucky said, louder than he intended due to his embarrassment.


From then, the two formed quite a special friendship. Their silence, shyness and need to stay out sight bonded them in ways no one really understood.

It was from then that Bucky slowly understood why the girl was so quiet and reclusive even if she was working with the world’s rowdiest bunch of heroes.

She lived in her head more often than not and that bright mind would have all sorts of thought whirring through. And eventually, the only thought left swirling around her mind were negative ones.

Her confidence crumbled as her thoughts got louder. She started questioning her looks, her abilities, her everything. And eventually she was so overwhelmed, she kept to herself and her thoughts.

Bucky was no stranger to gloomy thoughts. He had them regardless if he was awake or asleep. It was a fact the team knew. He understood how suffocating it could be to have your mind controlling your emotions.

The duo was lounging in the common room, books in hand as they sat together, shoulders bumping.

(Y/N) found solace in having Bucky around. It was almost as if her thoughts were on pause, and it was just Bucky and her.


“Doll?” Bucky called out, nudging her.

Without glancing away from her book, (Y/N) let out a small sound to acknowledge him.

“You’re beautiful you know?” Bucky said with a small contented sigh as he placed his head on her shoulder. Bucky was a man of few words after Hydra, he didn’t know how to make (Y/N) understand how he saw her, other than simply putting them in the most straightforward words.

The girl was caught off guard, her face flushing without control.


From then on, Bucky made it his mission to show (Y/N) just how perfect she was. If she couldn’t see it, Bucky would show her, he thought.

In the early mornings, he’d always compliment her wonderful cooking skills. If she wore her hair up, she was beautiful, if she wore her hair down, she was beautiful.

She could be wearing an oversized sweater and mismatched lounge pants and Bucky thought she was the most amazing girl he’s laid eyes on.

Bucky thought she was the most beautiful make-up free, a small contented smile on her lips, wearing her favorite shirt from Bucky as she talked animatedly about the latest book she read. And he’d tell her that, never missing an opportunity to let her know she’s perfect just the way she is.


With time, (Y/N) started accepting the compliments given to her. It was a good step forward. Until she walked into the meeting room that day.

Stepping into the room, she shifted her eyes to her usual seat next to Bucky and realized it was taken.

She wouldn’t have minded sitting elsewhere if it wasn’t that the girl sitting on the seat was the prettiest SHIELD agent (Y/N) has met.

Seeing Bucky and her talking animatedly, her self-esteem plummeted to nothingness and she bit back a sob, turned around and made her way out. She’ll explain to Steve later on as to why she missed the meeting.

What she needed now was her room, her bed, her own space.

Bucky noticed (Y/N) immediately when she walked into the crowded room. Confusion was etched on his face when she saw her face crumple as she turned and made her way out.

Without excusing himself from the agent speaking to him, ignoring Steve’s questions, he hurried out of the meeting room.

The more he thought, the more unsettled he got. Bucky broke into a run and disregarded taking the elevator.

Running up 3 floors, Bucky reached (Y/N)’s door and immediately heard sobbing from inside. His heart broke at her whimpers and immediately entered the passcode her knew by heart.

He took only 3 steps getting to her bedside, he pulled the girl towards him and hid her in his embrace.

“Doll?” his gruff voice laced with so much concern even (Y/N)’s heart constricted at the sound.

“What’s wrong?” he questioned further at her lack of reply.

Bucky pulled her lightly off his chest, now drenched in her tears. He took one look at her and cupped her face with his wide hands.

“What’s wrong beautiful? Talk to me.” he pleaded, eyes desperate for her to say something, anything.

“I’m sorry.” her voice was tired and soft.

“Why are you sorry sweetheart?” his confusion evident.

“I just, when I saw you with her, I just couldn’t help myself but see all my flaws. And what I don’t have or have too much that she doesn’t. She’s perfect. And I’m me.” (Y/N) whispered out.

“Oh, doll… Are you talking about whoever was sitting on your seat earlier?” Bucky asked.

She nodded lightly, her face now buried in his broad chest, seeking some form of comfort.

“I’m sorry doll. I should’ve stopped her from sitting at your seat but I was looking for you and didn’t notice when she sat down,” he explained.

Before (Y/N) could reply, he pulled the girl by her waist, hoisting her up onto his lap, his arms locking behind her to keep her in place.

“Now doll, everyone has flaws. I do. Steve does. So do Nat and Tony. I have metal for an arm, I’ve had my mind messed with most of my life and I still struggle from nightmares at 102. But our flaws are what makes us, us. And to me, everything about you, including your flaws, are perfect. Because it’s what makes you (Y/N).” Bucky said, his eyes never leaving her.

He moved a hand from her waist to her face, softly wiping away a stray tear.

I love you (Y/N).” he confessed softly.

“I really mean it. You’re beautiful even if you can’t see it. I can’t see myself as anything other than a murderer, but you see past that. You see James Buchanan Barnes, the man with flaws. But you still think I’m wonderful. So here I am, to remind you, that I see you, (Y/N) flaws and all. And I think you’re beautiful.” he whispered to her, as he landed a kiss on her lips.


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Comments of any form are always much appreciated! Everyone is beautiful in your own way and if ti so happens to be one of those days where you can’t seem to find the beautiful in you, I hope this piece reminds all of you that you are wonderful and loved!

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rhysiana  asked:

Prompts! I keep hoping someone will do a NurseyDex AU where Dex is on a business trip to NYC (or wherever, any city of sufficient size would work, really) and Nursey takes pity on this poor lost man and offers to show him around and then romance ensues.

Derek looks up from his phone when his fingers brush the back of a hand instead of the coffee cup he’s expecting. “Sorry,” he says, “I thought that was–”

He’s staring, he knows he is, but Derek can’t seem to stop. His only comfort is, he supposes, that the man beside him is staring back at him from the most amazing eyes Derek thinks he’s ever seen. They’re golden–no, amber–and filled with light that only seems to be intensified by the color of the brows above them.

Derek is frozen, and the man is staring, a furrow between his eyebrows, and then–

“Dex?” the barista calls, and the man blinks and pulls back, cheeks flushing.

“Sorry, guess it was yours.” He lets go of the cup with Derek’s name scribbled on the side and reaches for the new one. “Wasn’t paying attention.”

“Neither was I.” He takes the cup as the man–Dex?–takes his own, and finds himself admiring the way color suffuses his cheeks, camouflaging freckles, the way his hair–copper under the lights of the cafe–falls ruffled across his forehead. “Long day?”

A shoulder and the corner of Dex’s mouth lift as he gestures to move past Derek to the assortment of sugar and cream. “The longest on record,” he says, and Derek can’t help but turn with him as he pours sugar into his coffee.

“Traveling?”

Dex nods. “How’d you–?”

“The accent. Maine?” He gots a nod. “First time in New York?”

Dex recovers his coffee and takes a sip. “Yeah, it’s…a lot.”

Derek laughs, cocking his hip against the counter. “It can be. Even for a native New Yorker such as myself. Derek, by the way,” he says, holding out his hand. “And you’re Dex.”

Bemusement crosses Dex’s face, but he takes Derek’s hand. His grip is good, firm, and Derek finds himself distracted by the width of his palm, by callouses left over from long days of work. Their hands fit well together, and Derek finds himself reluctant to let go.

“Yeah,” Dex says. “Holdover from hockey.”

Derek’s done for the day. He has nothing but an empty apartment and thirsty plants to go home to. And hockey? Hell. He knows hockey.

They get a table near the windows, regaling each other with tales of hockey played in high school and college, the both of them marveling that they never crossed paths before. They talk, hockey leading to school, school leading to hobbies. Derek tells Dex he likes to write (disingenuous, maybe, but true; he doesn’t need to go into how many titles he has to his name or the accolades he’s received for his poetry), and Dex nods and listens and tells him he was never good with putting words down on the page.

They talk, and Derek watches the way Dex’s hands curl around his coffee, the way his tongue curls against his lip. Outside, daylight turns to dusk. Inside, shadows play over Dex’s cheek, his eyelashes pale smudges, his eyes focused and pinning.

Derek should thank him for his company and go. Instead, he says, “You said this is your first time in the city? You, uh, want to grab a bite to eat? I know some great places close by, and if it’s your first time, you should really have someone experienced show you around.”

Dex’s cheeks flush. His eyes flicker from Derek to his own hands around his empty cup to his–their–reflection in the shop’s window. Dex breathes deep, and Derek braces himself for a polite brush off, but then Dex’s mouth is twitching and he’s turning to Derek and he’s saying, “Yeah, I’d like that.”

Derek grins, heart suddenly racing. “Good,” he says. “Great. I promise, it’ll be a night you won’t forget.”

A beat, and then Derek feels his skin heat, opens his mouth to…do something. Dig himself out of that particular innuendo. Apologize for sounding presumptuous.

Dex stares, face unreadable, and then he stands, smiles. “I don’t doubt that,” he says. “Come on. Show me your city.”

The time is now. Derek can’t wait.

Tuesday Fic Rec #10 (More Classics™)

The Boy and the Beast by Dira Sudis (@dsudis) | stiles/derek | m | 116.6k |

In which events in Beacon Hills go rather differently from the start, and a Beauty and the Beast (ish) story ensues. (Scott is not a teacup and no one sings about their feelings.)

Love, love love this. Stiles gets hurt, Derek watches after him, it’s an epic ride from beginning to end. 

Game On by stilinskisparkles ( @stileshale ) | stiles/derek | t | 6k |

Derek first sees him from across the quad four days into fall semester. He’s sitting on one of the long benches, a marker pen in his mouth, grinning at something the kid lounging on the bench beside him is saying. When he laughs properly he pulls the pen out and throws his head back, his neck a long, lean line Derek is entranced by. He flicks the page in his book and highlights something, tossing the cap up in the air and catching it with his teeth.

Probably among some of the first fics I ever read and it’s still in my favorites list. Nerd!Stiles, college jock!Derek and adorable pining. 

Just the Same ericaismeg ( @ericadays ) | stiles/derek | g | 68k

Something is seriously up with the captain of the lacrosse team. There’s just no way Derek Hale is human.
***
“I was wondering if you’re even human. You move so quickly. I mean, it’s ridiculously fast. No human should be able to move that fast, y'know? It’s unfair for us. I mean, it’s obvious you work out, and I don’t, so that could be why, but like…I was just wondering if you were human, that’s all.”

“Stop talking, Stilinski, or I'll—”

“Put me on the bench all season?” Stiles asks knowing full well that Derek Hale can’t threaten him with shit.

Ah-freaking-dorable. High school au ( ˘ ³˘)♥ Stiles figures out that werewolves exist  (◡‿◡✿) alive hale family (◕ ‿◕ ✿) it includes most of the tropes that i love all wrapped up in one well-written epic. 

The Searching Ceremonies by @gingersnapwolves | stiles/derek | m | 407k |

Derek is being pressured by his family to pick a mate, and somehow stumbles into a choice that they didn’t expect and aren’t sure they approve of….

The master of mystery stories writes a wonderful tale of mates with bullying, pack dynamics and slow build to keep you hooked through part 1 and relationship growth to keep you through the second 2 parts. I don’t think I can put into words how much I love part 1 and then got lucky enough to get 2 other stories in the same universe. 

Untamed by @petals42 | stiles/derek | t | 28k |

Of course, the transfer kid gets mentioned because transfers are rare, but the news isn’t that exciting. In fact, according to Laura, no one even seems to know his first name. The only thing anyone has really figured out about him is that he’s American. And that’s not exactly hard because he obviously has an accent.

The only thing Derek really knows is that, despite other reports, he seems quiet enough, prefers to work alone, and has the most amazing shade of amber eyes that Derek has ever seen.

Not that he’s looking. Obviously.

OR: A Harry Potter AU where Stiles is a Slytherin transfer student and Derek is the grumpy Gryffindor who falls in love with him.

There are also potions, elves, and falcons involved. Oh, and illegal use of magic. Obviously.

The Harry Potter Setting AU we didn’t deserve. IT’S SO GREAT I LOVE IT. I can’t put into words here either how great this is. Stiles and Derek in Hogwarts, Stiles is the US transfer that’s so lost and Derek befriends him. I love so much about this it’s so great. 

Tree Bros Oneshot

Word count: 1683
Connor and Evan are hanging out with weed and beer and Evan is a lightweight and a very talkative drunk. (Gay)
TW: smoking, weed, alcohol, mentions of depression, anxiety

“I want to get high. Or drunk. Or both” Evan stated bluntly. Him and his friend, Connor were sitting in Connor’s bed, watching tv.

“What?”

“You know how life fucking sucks? Like really fucking sucks with school and anxiety and depression and all that, well it’s being shittier than usual right now and you use weed or alcohol to take the edge off when life is being a bitch, and life is being a bitch so I want something to repress it for a couple hours. It’s ok if you don’t want to give me anything because they’re yours and not mine but I was just wondering and you know what, you don’t have to give me anything, it’s fine I’ll live without it. Sorry for even asking.”

“No dude it’s fine. I got you.” He said as he got up from his spot on his bed. He crossed the room to his closet and shuffled through some clothes and boxes until he found what he needed. He pulled a joint, a black lighter, and two bottles of beer. He lit the joint and handed it to Evan along with one of the beers. “Here you go.”

“Thanks.” Evan grabbed it gingerly and brought it to his mouth. He breathed in and started coughing immediately.

“That’s normal, you’ll cough for the first couple hits. Then you’ll hopefully get used to it. ”

“Ok.” Silence. “I feel edgy like I’m doing bad things without my mom’s knowledge. Do you always feel like a rebel ‘cause this is cool. We should go rob a bank or steal an old lady’s purse. Something like that!” Evan exclaimed.

“I think someone’s getting too edgy, do I need to take that away from you?”

“No, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize you didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Sorry.”

“You didn’t do anything, if fine!”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes! I’m 147% sure. Now can you pass the joint?” Evan handed over silently. The two boys sat and drank and smoked and just talked and laughed until everything was gone. Evan was wasted after the one beer and half a joint because he is such lightweight, while Connor was barely tipsy. Evan was giggling in Connor’s bed over how funny the wall looked. 'Damn he looks cute,’ Connor thought.

“Hey Ev, I’m going to the bathroom I’ll be right back. Don’t leave this room, ok?” Evan, who was now laughing uncontrollably, managed to say an ok through his hysteria.

Connor was only gone for two minutes, at the most, but when he came back Evan was sitting on the bed, a different person, as he was yelling at the taller boy.

“AH! Who are you? Get out of my room!” He pointed

“Ev, I’m Connor, and this is my room.” He said slowly crossing over to Evan, trying to assure him that he was ok, but also getting kind of annoyed because this could potentially be a big problem.

“This isn’t your room you’re a liar!”

“What the fuck Evan, it’s Connor. I was gone for two minutes how’d you forget?” Connor was now standing at the edge of the bed next to Evan, who was sitting as far back from Connor as he could.

“You’re not Connor you imposter! But woah. You sorta look like him.” Evan crawled up to the edge of the bed and cradled his hands around the other boy’s face, feeling the features.

“What are you doing?”

“Touching you.”

“Why?”

“Because you look like my friend Connor.”

“Oh do I now?” Connor asked, now playing along with Evan’s drunken state.

“Ya, but you’re not as cute as him.”

Connor blushed, “he’s not that cute.”

“Oh but he is! His hair is long and beautiful and so soft, I could run my hands through it all day. And when he has it up in a bun it’s gorgeous and it makes his face look even better, and his face, oh his face. He doesn’t smile much, but when he does, there crinkles around his mouth that make his smile ten million times more beautiful. He also has the most amazing eyes. The most beautiful things in the world. I could stare into them for hours but I can’t because he’ll think I’m weird. But they’re a pale blue, kinda like the color of faded jeans or the sky, and the right one has a spot of brown in the corner. I don’t think he likes it because whenever it’s brought up he gets a little mad, like he never wanted because it makes him the 'kid with the weird eye’, but I think it makes him different and unique and beautiful.”

“What else do you like about him?” Conner egged Evan’s drunken rambling on to see what else he’d say about him.

“Connor Murphy is nice, and he’s getting better and further away from mean secluded Connor, but nobody cares to see that in him, but they still think of him as old Connor and that makes me mad. I just want Connor to be happy because of all the shit he’s been through, he deserves it. And Connor is also really funny too! His jokes make me laughs hard, that one time milk shot out of my nose. It really hurt, but it was a really good joke. I think it was about Jared. He’s so amazing and he deserves all the love in the world and I love him so much, since the day I met him I felt something for him, but he’ll never reciprocate my affections because he’s probably straight, and even if he liked boys there are better ones than me, so it’s pointless but I can’t let go of it. Just don’t tell him that I said all this because he might get mad and not want to hang out with me anymore or be my best friend and I don’t want that so I’m just going to keep quiet.”

Connor was flabbergasted. Evan, his crush since forever, his unrequited love, just drunkenly admitted his feelings about him. Connor was blushing so hard, he probably looked like a tomato. “You really do like him huh?”

“More than anything.”

Connor blushed harder than ever, and was probably brighter than a tomato. “Wow. I think he likes you too.”

“Really! You think?! No way, you’re lying.”

“He told me.”

“Holy shit.” Evan’s face glowing with his beautiful, radiant, signature Evan Hansen smile. He couldn’t believe it. “Hey, I’m tired, I’m gonna go to bed.” Evan laid down on the bed and instantly feel asleep.

“Holy fuck.” Connor muttered to himself. Evan talks a lot while drunk, but damn, he just admitted his love for Connor freaking Murphy of all people. He looked over at the boy in his bed, his eyes closed and he looked peaceful and adorable. He just wanted to hold him and protect him. Connor put a blanket over Evan’s body and crawled into the spot next to him, but leaving space between them, and fell asleep, smiling.

The next morning, Evan awoke with a pounding headache, reeking of weed, and no recollection of anything after he started drinking and smoking. It took him a minute to realize where he was, in Connor’s room, in Connor’s bed, with his arms around Connor. Shit. Did they sleep together? No, they both still had on their clothes. But Evan was holding a sleeping Connor in his arms. What is he suppose to do, take his arms away, and wake up Connor and have to explain that he had his arms around Connor, or does he stay and have to explain why he was holding the other. Evan decided that he’d do neither and pretend to fall back asleep and deal with it later. He was a minute deep into his plan when he sneezed and woke up the boy in his arms.

“Sorry,” Evan squeaked, unwrapping his arms from the other.

“About what, I just woke up.”

“For waking you and having my arms around you I didn’t even know I did it I woke up like that a-”

“Evan.”

“Ya?”

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it.”

“Are you sure?”

“Positive.”

“100%?”

“110% sure.”

“Thank you, also, sorry to ask, what happened last night, I don’t remember anything.”

“Don’t apologize, but you don’t remember anything?”

“Nothing, the last thing I remember is taking a hit.”

“Really?”

“Yes! Did I do something terrible? Please tell me! From what it looks like I did something bad, please tell me I didn’t do anything bad. ”

“No, you just talked a lot.”

“Oh god, sorry if I said anything embarrassing.”

“No, you just went on and on about how beautiful I was.”

“Did I? That’s embarrassing! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, I don’t like like you in a gay way because you’re not my type or anything but I’m not saying that I don’t like you, I like you but not that way.”

Connor was kind of hurt that Evan was denying everything he said. “You said you loved me last night.“

Evan started to panic, but tried his best to not show it. He couldn’t believe he did that. Evan decided he’d never get wasted again. “I didn’t mean it I swear I didn’t I was just out of it. Please don’t hate me.”

“You seemed pretty sure last night. Talking about how beautiful my eyes were and how much you loved my personality while you were holding my face. To me it seemed pretty legit.” Connor tried to see if Evan was was truthful in his drunken moments or not, hoping that Evan really did love him.

"Fuck. I’m sorry. I do really like you a lot and I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable or anything. I understand if you hate me now and want me to leave I should go r-” Connor smashed their lips together. Evan was so shocked, he forgot to kiss back.

“I love you too Ev.” Connor said after they parted.

Evan was a blushing mess, “Can we do that again?” Connor nodded and connected them again.

Prompt List

Random prompts that I gathered from other various lists over the years. Feel free to leave a request!


1. I don’t even know. who I am without you.
2. The way you flirt is just shameful.
3. I’m flirting with you.
4. You don’t need to protect me.
5. You can’t even look at me!
6. Stop looking at me like that!
7. You make a good pillow.
8. Does he know about the baby?
9. I had a nightmare about you and I wanted to make sure you were okay.
10. All I wanted was the truth.
11. Why are you pushing me away?
12. didn’t realize I needed your permission.
13. I can’t believe you talked me into this.
14. Nobody can trust me to do anything important!
15. I fall for the worst ones.
16. You make me feel like I’m not good enough.
17. Come over here and make me.
18. Stop thinking about him/her/them.
19. You’re beautiful/handsome, and I’m not the only one that thinks that.
20. I need your forgiveness.
21. If you don’t rest, you won’t heal.
22. You’re the only one I can trust.
23. Kiss me.
24. I love you.
25. I told you not to fall in love with me.
26. I forgive a lot, but I never forget what’s said and done.
27. Please shut up. I can’t stand how appealing your voice is.
28. Shut up. Just shut up.
29. Again?
30. I’ve been in love with you my entire life.
31. I’m tired of being your secret.
32. You know,it’s okay to cry.
33. I think we should have another.
34. Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?
35. Go on,tell me. Tell me you don’t love me.
36. You can’t leave me in the dark. You have to tell me these things.
37. Twins? We’re…we’re having twins?!
38. If he’s going to treat you like shit I’m going to kick his ass.
39. I just want to be alone right now.
40. Those things you said yesterday did you mean them?
41. You haven’t even touched. you food. 42. What’s going on?
43. If you don’t want to talk about what happened, then say so. Don’t lie and say it’s fine.
44. Sometimes, there is nothing better than some good old-fashioned, no string attached fucking.
45. Stay in bed.
46. Stop laughing at me.
47. Just say that it is okay. I just need to hear you say it.
48. I love you and I am terrified.
49. Why does it hurt so much?
50. I can’t promise you that…
51. Promise me you will come back…I need you to promise me.
52. I missed you.
53. Do you trust me?
54. Don’t look at me like that.
55. You’re the most amazing, incredible, beautiful being I’ve ever met.
56. I’ll find her and bring her home, I promise.
57. You embarrassed me this evening.
58. I couldn’t do it…one look in their eyes and I knew I couldn’t kill them. For that I am sorry.
59. Did you enjoy yourself last night?
60. I am not losing you again.
61. Why don’t they just kiss already?
62. You know, it hurt when I realized that you’re not in love with me. But nothing can compare to the pain I felt when I saw you fall in love with her.
63. I am different now.
64. You left without saying goodbye…I hate you for that.
65. I loved you and then you were gone…and I knew I lost you.
66. None of that matters now.
67. Please say something.
68. I shouldn’t have come.
69. It was a mistake coming here.
70. You hate me and I do not know why!!
71. Take your fill.
72. Is that a challenge?
73. What the hell was that?!
74. Mind if I cut in?
75. Did I stutter?
76. Why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden?
77. Why are you covered in mud?
78. I can’t…I can’t lose you.
79. You’ll be the death of me.
80. Come back to bed.
81. You are so tiny compared to me.
82. Can I kiss you?
83. Bring your pretty little butt over here.
84. Why are you dressed like that?
85. You deserve so much better.
86. You have the most amazing eyes.
87. You know, it’s okay to cry.
88. That’s distracting.
89. That isn’t appropriate.
90. Is it possible to love too much?
91. Promise me you’ll look after your father.
92. How long has it been?
93. This relationship used to be all about communication! What ever happened to that?
94. If you walk out that door, you’re no longer one of us. You’ll be one of them and that means I’ll treat you like one of them.
95. I left everything for this, I left it all…for you!
96. Look at me—just breathe, okay?
97. I’m sick of being USELESS!
98. I almost lost you.
99. I wish I could hate you.
100. Tell me a secret.
101. No one needs to know.
102. I don’t want to have a baby!
103. Did you enjoy yourself last night?
104. Are you kidding me? We are not fine!
105. You’ve only heard his side of the story. You never asked for mine.
106. Well, this is where I live.
107. You make me feel like I’m not good enough.
108. For some reason I’m attracted to you.
109. I think I picked up your coffee by mistake.
110. All I wanted was you honesty.
111. Why do you keep pushing me away?
112. I can’t explain it right now, but I need you to trust me.
113. I’ve never felt this way before…and it scares out of me.
114. Don’t fucking touch me!
115. Are you really taking his side against me?
116. Wait a second are you jealous?
117. I wish I could hate you.
118. I’m sorry if this upsets you, but I’m going to marry him/her.
119. This is by far the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of coarse I’m in.
120. You’re the only one I can trust to do this.
121. I thought you were dead.
122. This isn’t about you. It’s about what’s best for all of us.
123. I love you, you asshole.
124. You did this for me?
125. You can’t protect me.
126. You know I wouldn’t do this if I had any other choice.
127. Promise me you’ll look after your mom.
128. I’m so stupid to make mistake of falling in love with my best friend.
129. Stop talking about the past, I could be dead in a matter of hours…make me up a future.
130. The way you flirt is just shameful.
131. I waited and waited, but you never came back.
132. You never told me you had a fucking twin.
133. I want to go back to before…
134. I just wanted and easy day with me girlfriend/boyfriend. What’s so wrong with that?
135. Go then, leave! See if I care!
136. Why are you up so early?
137. Please,take me instead!
138. You braided his hair?
139. She’s been missing since Friday and you’re not worried.
140. Have you lost you damn mind?!
141. Please. don’t argue. You have to leave right now, you aren’t safe here.
142. I’m your daughter.
143. I’m not surprised that you murdered him.
144. Is there a special reason, as to why you’re wearing my shirt?
145. Am I supposed to be scared of you?
146. Don’t use me as an example. I wasn’t a good kid.
147. I can’t say I see how I’m supposed to love you more than I already do.
148. I know you’ve given me a million second chances and I’ll never take you for granted.
149. Everything that doesn’t make sense about me, makes sense when I’m with you.
150. You need to tell me what you need me to be.
151. I always want to come home to you.
152. Even after all this time, I’m still a fool for you.
153. Cause words don’t make what I make with you.
154. I love you…just not in that way.
155. You are my first choice.
156. Will you still love me in the morning?
157. You were the worst thing that happened to me.
158. I finally have the strength to leave, and I am.
159. I just feel like you don’t love me anymore.
160. I can’t go on this way.
161. Who is it? Who are you seeing behind my back?
162. I love you too much to watch you leave me slowly.
163. Don’t you dare die on me.
164. The car crash took your life but the funeral took mine.
165. I miss you and I miss her.
166. Things just aren’t the same.
167. I’m glad I’m leaving.
168. You never saw my bags be packed, but you sure saw them in the living room before I left.
169. I can’t breathe in your arms anymore.
170. Our love isn’t love anymore.
171. It’s hard to resist a bad boy who’s a good man.
172. If you’re looking for the full deal, the till-death deal, then look at me. No one’s ever going to love you, stick by you, understand how you work the way I do.
173. The wounded recognized the wounded.
174. What I wanted. I wanted you to fight for me. I wanted you to say there’s no one else you could ever be with, and that you’d rather be alone than without me.
175. I am not pushing you away I’m holding on for dear life but I need you to need me back.
176. Why won’t you ever just let me all the way in?
177. You’re the moon of my life, that’s all I need to know and if this is a dream I will kill the man that tries to wake me.
178. I don’t want to get over her, I want to be with her.
179. Oh I’m sorry did my back hurt your knife?
180. Sometimes I think that we waste our words and we waste our moments. And we don’t take the time to say the things that are in our hearts when we have the chance.
181. I’m afraid this conversation is going to end in goodbye.
182. Don’t say you love me unless you really mean it, because I might do something crazy like believe it.
183. I love you. I am in love with you. I have tried to kill it to runaway from it but I can’t and I don’t want to anymore.
184. Don’t act like I didn’t fight for you. I did.Hard. And for a long time. So forgive me if now that we’re over I’m exhausted.
185. Maybe I’m just supposed to let you go now, but I can’t. Because I can’t lose everything I have all at once.
186. I waited. I was here. Where were you?
187. I’m not leaving here without you.
188. Pick me. Choose me. Love me.
189. Don’t you give up on me now; we’ve come to far and I love you way too much to lose you now.
190. Someone told me once that to create true art you must be willing to bleed and let others watch.
191. I promised myself that if you came home I wouldn’t be afraid to tell you how I felt. But I’m still afraid. Because I can’t make you love me back.
192. I want your body. I want your mouth. I want your laugh and your funny faces. I want your friendship and your inspirational thoughts. And I want you to come with me when I go.
193. I have waited so long for you to want me. If you don’t hold me tight I won’t believe you mean it, and that’s worse than never being held at all.
194. If you don’t ask, the answer is always no.
195. Please don’t leave me. Everyone always leaves.
196. Here, let me see.
197. Don’t look down.
198. I’m sorry I yelled at you…
199. Will you just hold still?
200. This isn’t just about you…
201. What’s behind your back.
202. When you’re happy, I’m happy.
203. I wish this moment could last forever…
204. There’s a leaf in your hair.
205. I think I twisted my ankle…
206. Why are you giving me such a hard time about this?
207. Look into my eyes what do you see?
208. Of course you’d believe that.
209. Your hands are so much larger than mine.
210. Shh, they’ll hear us.
211. It doesn’t look like you’ll need stitches.
212. Remember when you used to care?
213. Why didn’t you text me back?
214. Will you just tell me the truth?
215. You’re too damn cute.
216. Why are you laughing?
217. That stuff can’t be good for you.
218. This will only take a second…
219. Don’t look at me like that!
220. This tastes bitter.
221. Your think you could do better?
222. Isn’t this a gorgeous view?
223. You’ve been so selfish lately!
224. Anything but that!
225. Why did you think that was a good idea?
226. Stop it, you’re embarrassing me.
227. You’re eyes are red…were you crying?
228. We’re running low on time here.
229. You’ve got something on your cheek.
230. If I could just get you to understand…
231. Don’t move,it’ll be okay.
232. Hey, don’t raise your voice at me!
233. Let’s take a deep breath.
234. Come on, it wasn’t that bad.
235. You call that music?
236. Damn auto-correct!
237. You can’t have it both ways.
238. I’ve made a huge mistake.
239. Don’t worry about it, everyone screws up.
240. You can’t do that!
241. If you love it so much, then why don’t you marry it?
242. We go on three…
243. I’m not bothering you am I?
244. I didn’t know you could do that.
245. I forgot you used to like this stuff.
246. It wouldn’t be the first time you broke a promise.
247. You know how I feel about birthdays.
248. You can’t ask me to do that.
249. Oh, you scared me!
250. You’re jealous, aren’t you.
251. You really…that’s not exactly meant to be eaten.
252. This is my favorite song!
253. You’re so drunk.
254. It doesn’t matter, I’m not leaving you.
255. It’s just that…well my favorite character just died,
256. Don’t be stupid.
257. Of coarse I love you.
258. Don’t you ever do that again!
259. Have you ever thought 260. about…like…us?
260. If we die, I’m going to kill you.
261. I can’t believe you’d do something like this!
262. I’ve been looking everywhere for you.
263. You’re my favorite muse.
264. Don’t worry about it, I got it.
265. I promise, it’s just this once.
266. You owe me.
267. What, you’re scared I’ll kick you ass again?
268. Is that my shirt?
269. Wanna go for a drive?
270. You’ve got to be kidding me!
271. Fancy meeting you here.
272. You have no idea what you’ve gotten yourself into, do you?
273. Well this is awkward.
274. Give it back!
275. Do you think you could just please go one day without pissing me off?
276. Why are you crying?
277. Just this once, okay?
278. You’re really soft.
279. Is it possible to love too much?
280. I’ll always be there to protect you.
281. The stars look especially lovely tonight.
282. May I have this dance?
283. I can’t stop thinking about you.
284. All I want is you.
285. You look incredible in that.
286. Sometimes I just can’t control myself around you.
287. Do you believe in love at first sight?
288. I think I’m in love.
289. I’d like if you stayed.
290. I have never felt this way about anyone.
291. Can I kiss you?
292. I waxed the floors, grab your fluffy sox.
293. My parents are coming over in ten minutes so please put your clothes on.
294. I’m really drunk, please help me.
295. This is probably a bad time, but marry me?
296. We’ve become the clingy newlyweds you always complained about.
297. I think you might be pregnant.
298. Shh…I’m sleeping.
299. Why wasn’t I invited to your wedding?

Flirting Lessons [Shiro x Reader]

Requested by @memento-amare: “ How about #85 (“You have the most amazing eyes.”) with Shiro?”

A/N: My first Voltron story! Yay! I hope you like it!

Prompt 85: “You have the most amazing eyes.”

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Shiro was not one much for flirting. He never felt the need, never was interested in anyone that way. But boy did you change things. Since the paladins saved you from a Galra ship Shiro was a blushing mess around you. Though you’re oblivious to it.

You’re the first human they’ve saved from a Galra prison. And Earth being to far to return too, the castle became your temporary home. Everyone was like a family that you just got adopted into.

You do what you can to help out. Often times you help train. Your old job on Earth was as a trainer. You know multiple fighting styles. Leading you to often show them some new moves in hand to hand. Especially Shiro because his arm is his weapon.

But whenever you just lightly touch him to help his form, he tenses and blood rushes to his cheeks.

The others know of his infatuation and have been trying to get him to talk to you since you got there.

“Seriously Shiro, what’s the worst that could happen?“ Lance shrugged. He would be the one to ask that.

“The worst? Rejection, embarrassment, immense awkwardness” he listed the many poor outcomes.

“Or she has the same feelings” Pidge chimed in.

“I don’t even know how I’d tell’ her” he sighed looking down at the floor.

“Flirting would help, show your interest” Lance said, standing from his place on the couch.

“Do you even know how to flirt?” Keith raised an eyebrow. Shiro only shook his head. Like said before, he never had this kind of interest in anyone.

“Well then welcome to Flirting 101 fearless leader” Lance welcomed Shiro. The other Paladins just stared at him. This can’t be good.

“Okay I’ve got to hear this” Keith chuckled. “Same here” Hunk looked over at Lance.

Lance went to begin but was cut off by Allure and Coran entering the room. “Why aren’t you all training?” She questioned, hands on her hips.

“We have more important matters Allura, we have to teach Shiro to flirt” Lance exclaimed throwing a fist into the air.

“Okay now I’m interested” She sat as well did Coran.

“Gather ‘round my teammates, learn from the master.” The others just groaned.

“Why am I worried all of a sudden?” Shiro pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Okay step one: catch their attention. Observe” he said before turning to Allura. “Sup, the name’s Lance” he smoothly said. Allura scoffed before shoving him away. 

“Yeah that’s going well Lance” Keith called out. Eliciting laughter from the toehrs. “Think you could do any better?” Lance questioned.

“I don’t know probably” Keith shrugged while Lance crossed his arms.

“This is ridiculous. Coming from a girl, just compliment her and be honest. Don’t try and be anything you’re not. Plus she already knows you so just carry it like a normal conversation.” Pidge slumped back in to the couch crossing her arms.

“I agree. Just being yourself should be enough” Allura agreed. Shiro was relieved to have gotten some actual advice. He could do this. What’s there to worry about?

His thoughts were cut off by your angelic voice entering the room, “Did I miss a call from a meeting or something?” You had just came from the training deck. In just work out clothes.

Shiro’s face was ablaze. The clothes hugged your figure perfectly, and their was a lot of skin shown. Damn, you’re so beautiful. Quickly diverting his eyes, he couldn’t do this!

“No, we were just talking about random things.” Pidge answered, the others nodded. Shiro didn’t dare look at you.

“Oh, okay. Well I’m going to go clean up, see you guys at dinner” You commented suspiciously before exiting the room. Thinking about how that was a bit odd.

“Dude now’s your chance! GO!” Lance yelled as the others shushed him.

“Let the woman shower damn” Keith huffed. “Talk to her before dinner” he suggested and the others agreed.

“Okay, yeah, I can do this” he said with confidence.


He stood outside your door, “I can’t do this” he muttered backing up. 

“Do what?” he jumped at the sound of your voice. You couldn’t help but giggle as you dried your hair. “Sorry I didn’t meant to startle you”

“O-Oh it’s okay, I was just. I had to talk to you about something” he sputtered, his cheeks red and hand rubbing the back of his neck nervously,

“Okay, come on in here” You motioned for him to follow you into your room. Setting the towel aside you both sat on your bed. “What’s up?”

“Oh, uh, well. I have to tell you something, and I just I uh.” His stuttering and sputtering was beginning to be hard to follow. He saw your confused expression, he mentally hit himself.

‘Just compliment her’ Pidge’s words rang in his mind. He examined your features, randomly picking one.

“You have the most amazing pies” wait what?

“Excuse me? Pies?” you giggled as his blush deepened.

“Eyes! You have the most amazing eyes!” correcting himself. He couldn’t be more embarrassed, “You know what, I um, this was a mistake” Standing up to leave.

You caught his hand before he could get far. “Hey wait, sorry I laughed it was just cute” smiling at him. He sat back down, “Really?” you nodded.

“Tell me what you wanted to say” You squeezed his hand. “Scouts honor I won’t giggle”

He chuckled, the smile gracing his face was stunning.

“I, well. I’ve just had these feelings for you. Feelings of wanting to be something more than just friends. And I’ve been so worried for rejection that I haven’t told you and I get all flustered around you. You’re just gorgeous and amazing.” he looked over at you. His cheeks still red as ever.

Your expression was a mixture of being stunned and happy. He likes you? He likes you! Finally a grin beamed on your features. “Well, I can ease your mind by saying I feel the same thing”

As soon as your words registered his nervousness evaporated as his smile matched yours. “Really?”

“Yes really! I have for a while and I guess I just didn’t want to get in the way of you being the Black Paladin and the leader. I didn’t want to be a burden” you confessed.

He took your other hand in his, “You’re never a burden. You’re a valued member of this team. And a valued person in my life”

Unable to hold yourself back anymore, you crashed your lips into his. Catching him off guard. Though he immediately responded. Releasing your hands to cup your face. It was passionate and needy, you both had been waiting for this since you first met.

It felt like it lasted hours but ended when your lungs needed their precious oxygen.

You both smiled at each other, foreheads resting together. He stared into your deep [e/c] eyes. “I meant what I said about your eyes” he stated out of breath.

“I know, but fyi I make a mean pie as well” you laughed. He laughed with you, a tinge of red on his cheeks still.

“I guess you’ll have to make me one sometime” he chuckled.

“I guess I will, but for now this will have to do” you muttered before meeting his lips again. Both of you finally were getting something to make up for that time in that ship. Each other.

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“Alright Shiro!” Lance whispered ear pressed against the door.

“I can’t believe he said ‘pie” Pidge sighed.

“I  know right, but I wish there was pie” Hunk commented.

“Do you ever not think about food?” Keith asked, the only one not eavesdropping.

“Nope” Hunk said with a smile. “Fair enough” Keith shrugged.

“I’m happy for them though” he added before pushing off the wall. The other paladins followed, saying “Agreed” in unison.

Introduction to; GOT7!

Here’s another introduction post I’ve been working on! I hope you find it useful and if you don’t already know who GOT7 are, I hope it helps you get to know them a little better! {UPDATED ON: 2017.01.06}


Meet GOT7 / 갓세븐;

(Left to right; Jinyoung, Youngjae, Mark, Jaebum, Jackson, BamBam, Yugyeom)

GOT7 are a 7 member boy group under JYP Entertainment that contain not only Korean members, but Chinese, Thai and American members too. They first debuted on January 16th 2014 with their debut single “Girls, Girls, Girls” from their EP “Got It?” (we’ll get into all their singles and MV’s later!). GOT7′s fandom name is called “iGOT7″ or sometimes you will hear/see people say “ahgase” instead. This is a cute play on words or shortening of words in Korean.

I GOT7 =  아이 갓세븐
Ahgase = 아가새

Ahgase also means “baby bird” in Korean - and that just makes it even more cute ^^

So who are GOT7? Let’s meet the members below!

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Shadowhunters Season 1 | Season 2

Physical Therapy

Characters: Dean Winchester, Reader (Y/N), Cara (OFC)

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Summary: Dean hurts himself and takes on physical therapy where he meets the Reader.

Warnings: AU, Fluff.

Word Count: 2K-ish

Author’s Note: Hey guys! This is my entry for @dancingalone21‘s challenge- “Lau’s AU Funny Quite Challenge”. My quote is bolded in the fic. I just want to say I am soooo damn sorry for being late on this. I’ve been having a hectic life lately. I’m sorry for the lateness of this fic. I hope you guys like it nonetheless. Feedback is greatly appreciated. Enjoy! *hides face*

**Special thanks to Ree @neversatisfiedgirl for taking the time to beta this for me. You really are a life saver, Ree. Thank you**



Physical Therapy

I didn’t think my life would get so interesting…so fast. I had woken up at approximately 4:30am, thanking the heavens above that it was Friday. It had been a long and stressful week and the weekend couldn’t get here fast enough.

But alas, I was here. And I couldn’t be happier.

The morning went as per usual. I got my Starbucks, drove to work an hour early, so I waited in the parking lot, sipping on my venti Double Chocolate Chip Frap. It was a peaceful morning…until a slightly harsh tap against my window stopped it abruptly.

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anonymous asked:

captain swan + 93? hope you have a good day!

a bit of canon fluff for you, love, with a little nod to Killian’s dialogue on the horizon being calming. I hope you like it <3

93. “You have the most amazing eyes.”

“You have the most amazing eyes.”

The sentence drops unbidden from Emma’s lips, a soft string of words that breaks the comfortable silence between them and causes Killian to halt his caressing fingers.

He pulls back a little to look at her, equal parts confused and amused.

They’d been sitting pressed against each other at the balcony of their bedroom for what felt like hours. After the griffin attacked Storybrooke last week, she’d only finished with handling repairs and complaints late last night. Her dad had insisted (in what she assumed was his Royal Voice) that she stay at home for the next few days. Killian had agreed, texting David sporadically throughout the day to ensure him that she was, in fact, relaxing.

(She’ll never understand their relationship.)

Killian’s insistence is how they ended up cuddled together, watching the perfect view of the sea, with mugs of hot chocolate to keep the chill away. Emma doesn’t know when she stopped mapping the horizon and instead started mapping the planes of Killian’s face, just that she didn’t really want to stop. And then the evening started approaching, and in the light of the golden hour, well, she just couldn’t help but make her judgment out loud.

“Have you only noticed them now, love? You sure know how to wound a man,” he chuckles, voice as quiet as hers was.

Emma smirks. “Please. I was just making an observation,” she taps once at his chest with her hand that’s resting there.

He hums, resumes running his fingers up and down her arm but doesn’t break eye contact. “I’d say it was more of an opinion, Swan. Which could only mean you’re trying to seduce me with your words, and although I am a man of honour, I do accept.”

He says it with such propriety that Emma can’t help but laugh. When he breaks out into a full grin, she knows that’s what he was going for.

Emma reaches up and runs a thumb under the curve of his eye. It makes his expression soften, his eyelashes flutter. (And yeah, he’s got amazing eyelashes, too.) He doesn’t wear as much kohl anymore, only a little, and sometimes he forgoes it completely. It used to make his eyes brighter, but she finds his eyes are already a colour she can’t quite describe. It’s as though someone mixed all the oceans together to create the most striking blue.

“Your brother’s were a different shade,” she muses, knitting her brows in concentration to make sure she’s remembering Liam correctly.

Killian nods, leaning into her palm. “I took after my mother in that regard, or so Liam told me.” He smiles, and she can’t help but mirror it. When she leans into him, he doesn’t hesitate to respond with a lingering kiss that she can feel down to her toes.

“If you keep staring at me, you’re going to miss the sunset,” he says with a smirk when he pulls back. He raises an eyebrow for good measure when she doesn’t look away from him.

“I think I like this view better,” she hums.

Killian looks down and then back at the water, an adorable rosy hue tinting his cheeks and the tips of his ears. She wonders just how long he had to go without someone offering him a genuine compliment based on a simple observation. She thumbs at his cheeks for a moment before dropping her hand back to his chest, the other playing with the tuft of hair at the nape of his neck.

She wants to tell him about all the amazing things he is, and she promises herself to do just that.

Killian presses her a little closer to him. They fall back into silence, and Emma watches his gentle expression as he watches the water, his eyes like the ocean calming her like no other thing can.