need for speed dating

I got asked by @lexilooloo7​ for recommendations for Wally fanfictions.

So have here a small list about my favorites:

First of all I adore everything @batflashed​ has on their blog. Of course like the name suggest it all has got to do with batflash

Then I’ll gladly link you to my favorites on AO3 (with the filter Wally West, please be aware that some might not be finished or are birdflash)

And here some of my absolutely reread favorites:

Respect is Earned  by Mists (fanfiction.net)
While it’s not really Batflash, it sure has a great dynamic and respect between them. I’ve always adored this one and will always come back to it for the Wally!whump and the Wally!badass

Better  by DarkPhoenixIncarnate (fanfiction.net)
Is based on the Justice League episode “Flash and Substance” and I adore it. It’s short, it’s cute and sad and everything

Flashback  by UwIllNevERn0 (fanfiction.net)
If you’re REALLY into Wally!whump and abusive childhoods, then this is the fanfiction for you. Wally being a badass at the end is a must. Apparently there’s a sequel but I’ve never read it

Rumors  by PigInThePen (fanfiction.net)
If you want Batflash and cute Batflash that is, then this short thing is the thing for you

Monitor Duty by CoffioCake (AO3)
Batflash, cute, funny, there’s making out. Do I need to say more?

Speed Dating by radiations (AO3, thought this one you’ll find linked on Batflashed too!)
This is amazing, this is perfect. It’s not finished yet but that doesn’t matter. If you want an amazing story then read this. Please

The same grim giving by shrift (AO3)
Smut because of smut. Great smut. I love this piece of smut

Fact #1: Rami Malek’s ass looked hecka fine in both Mr. Robot and in Buster’s Mal Heart so y’all need to take your need-for-speed-ass-hate outta here cause THAT’S OUT DATED BITCH!!!!!

spikeluv84  asked:

Hi! I was wondering if there were any updates for the A/B/O tag? Thanks! <3

here you go!

Bloodsport (Brothers) by NARKOTIKA (21/? | 64,651 | Rated E)

In which Derek is an ex-fighter, ex-con, ex-brother. And then Stiles and his rambunctious sons crash into his world and make everything a helluva lot more awesome.

His Abandoned Omega by xcaellachx (4/? | 14,729 | Rated E)

Stiles Stilinski is an omega who was promised to an unknown alpha in a much-anticipated and influential arranged mating. When his alpha never showed, his family and the town took it out on Stiles in the form of physical and mental abuse. He has become a shadow of himself, lonely and desperate for affection.

Disappear Here by AgnesBlue (complete | 27,131 | Rated T)

Wounded in a fire that killed off his entire family, Derek wants nothing more than to be left alone as he finishes off his senior year in high school. That all changes when omega Stiles Stilinski asks him to help him through his first heat.

A blessing to all Wolfdom by Ashbright (32/? | 133,101 | Rated M)

Stiles has to find his mate as soon as possible, otherwise his life will really suck. It’s not that complicated: He just has to fall in love!
And he does, madly. So, all is well, right?
Except that with Stiles, nothing ever goes exactly as planned…

The Legend of Red Hood by LuminescentLily (16/28 | 69,626 | NR)

After being saved by the very outlaw he was sent to capture, Derek is forced to reexamine everything he thought he knew about power, loyalty, and love.

Need for Speed (Dating) by badwolfbadwolf (complete | 1,281 | Rated E)

Derek gets roped into speed dating and finds what he’s looking for.

My Longing Drives Me Crazy For You by Anonymous (complete | 5,820 | Rated E)

It’s been years since Stiles talked to Derek, but he didn’t have anyone else to turn to.

The Royal Omega by iamfrenchy (9/10 | 21,436 | Rated E)

When Stiles presents as the first omega in almost 50 years he gets shoved into a life he didn’t expect to ever experience. When Stiles shows up at the palace he didn’t expect to steal the heart of the Prince by just standing there!

Or the one where Derek and Stiles are soulmates and they’re quite the rare pair.

nativity (like a boss) by whatshouldntbe (complete | 9,228 | Rated T)

“Derek keeps trying to get me to push,” Stiles complains as soon as the camera’s focused on him.

Rare Books and Special Collections by KuriKuri (complete | 15,288 | Rated E)

Derek Hale hates libraries.

Unfortunately, not all books can be ordered on Amazon.

(Or: in which Derek is a grumpy omega writer, and Stiles is an annoyingly attractive alpha special collections librarian.)

More Than Biology by eeyore9990 (complete | 3,204 | Rated E)

Derek has gone into heat, alone, with no supplies and no one to take care of him. No one, that is, except Stiles, who Derek should have known would show up after he sent a text that clearly said stay away.

IMPORTANT: if you’ll attend speed dating tonight at around 8pm est, like this. I need y’all names to set up the event. If you don’t like this, your name won’t be included on the speed dating list. I need an even amount of people going. The chef is set for the night already.
All talk

Talking to a few guys on SA right now. But still no sugar yet. Hopefully my doctor date on Wednesday is fruitful. I need to speed this along cause lord have mercy on my bank account this past month. Fucking wrecked my car, then some assholes had it towed out of my apartment complex. Illegally I might add. They listed it as abandoned even though there was clearly a license plate on the back. Idk, I’m trying to hire a lawyer for that one. And then my roommate claims my friend who staid with me for a week or so stole $800 out of her room. So I either pay her back soon or she’ll tell the landlord about me having people overnight and smoking bud in the house. Fucking cunt.

So yeah, I need some lonely rich motherfucker to drop about 2 stacks in my lap right now cause I’m stressed the fuck out.

Oh and now that I think about it, about a year or so ago, my landlord approached me and offered me a SD/SB kind of deal. He literally came to my apartment and had me come discuss it with him in his car. Told me his wife was sick and he needed companionship on his vacations and shit. My dumbass at the time was not about the lifestyle or the money, and definitely would have never had sex with him.

Me now? Totally different story. I might bring it back up to him and see what’s in it for me? Cause a free place to live right now would be the motherfucking business!

Band of Brothers AU where they all attend ‘Single Parent Speed Dating’

  • Nixon isn’t even an actual father. But he has 5 dogs and they totally count as his children.
  • Even though he told everyone he did not need something like Speed Dating Speirs still showed up. But he totally sneaked in the room just so no one would see him.
  • Liebgott and Webster are married already but whenever they have a fight they go to an Event like this just to prove the other one that they could totally find somebody better than their husband. After 2hrs of awkwardness they remember that they already found the perfect match.
  • Lipton and Winters were convinced by Welsh to go try meet other single parents. They are both very loving fathers but Harry knew that they needed somebody else in their lives. 
  • Babe refused to go on his own, so Bill had to come with him. Bill never told him that he wanted to come anyways just for a different reason.
  • Malarkey, Skip and Penkala are the trio hosting the thing and make everybody attending uncomfortable with their stupid jokes. But they have a surprisingly good idea of who might match with each other.
  • When Speirs enters the room the first thing he sees is Lipton smiling at him, highlighted by a violin playing a romantic melody. The violin is played by Skip who quickly disappears before Speirs can vent his anger.
  • Roes collegue Renee mislead him to the Speed Dating because she figured he needed someone by his side to take care of his adorable daughter.  
“More Than A Feeling”

Sort of inspired by this post by @cravingrichonne, then sort of evolved into…

“I’m just saying, man.  Finally get you to come to one of these things, and you dress up as a priss miss,” Shane groused.  He had taken Rick, Daryl, Carl and Judith to their first comic con.  Shane was dressed as the Punisher, Daryl as the Terminator, Carl as Deadpool, Judith as Cinderella, and Rick as Prince Eric.

“Not a priss miss,” Rick corrected.  “I’m the prince.”  He smiled at Judith on the last part, making the three year old smile.

“Yeah, well, you could have at least been a King if you were gonna do that.”  Shane noticed a Harley Quinn carrying a sign–Geek Speed Date.  He smirked.  “Okay, I know what comes next.  We’re doing that.”

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Things you will NEVER (most likely) EVER hear an INTP say

  1. I love your enthusiasm!
  2. I’m tired of reading.
  3. Eh, I’m not really feeling like watching a documentary. Let’s go out!
  4. Hi roomies! While you were gone, I cleaned the entire house!
  5. Uh oh. I broke something. I need to fix it immediately!
  6. I never lose my glasses.
  7. I think speed dating would be so fun.
  8. I would love to try working in retail.
  9. Can someone show me how to work this? I can’t figure it out.

Things you are FAR more likely to hear an INTP say

  1. Wow… that’s… great… *thinking*: get me AWAY from this person!
  2. Yeah, just a second, I’ve got to finish this book. I’ve only got 5 chapters left. I started it this morning.
  3. I can’t make it… I have… homework to do. *actually hasn’t done homework, but is currently watching a documentary and isn’t planning on doing homework anytime soon*
  4. Oh shoot! My roommates are home! I said I would do the dishes! *thinks about rushing to do them* Eh, I’ll get to them later.
  5. Oops. I’ll fix that later. *literally never fixes it*
  6. Where ARE my glasses. I swear, they’re never where I put them! *left them on top of the fridge*
  7. Hahaha yeaaaah… speed dating… what fun… But I, uh… Can’t… I’ve got… things… to do. *trembles in horror*
  8. I’ll just wait till 1 AM to go to Walmart so I can avoid the crowds.
  9. No, no, just give me a second. I’ve got this. *struggles for 15 minutes before figuring it out* Haha, told you. That was so easy.
Favourite Leo Fitz AU

Day Six of the 12 Days of Leo-Fitz-Mas

Ok, so for Day Six, I’m doing some fic-reccing. These are my personal EXTREME FIC RECS limited to the AU category, ok people!? And I’m terrified I’m gonna miss one so there may well be an amendment or two later today. You probably won’t find anything in here you haven’t already read unless you’re new to the fandom. What can I say? I’m a sucker for the classics…

So we can’t go anywhere without first honouring the glory that I think is probably the best thing the FitzSimmons fandom has produced (and I’m not limiting this to the best in the AU category, I’m gonna be so bold as to say this is my favourite thing produced by the fandom in its entirety):

Murder By Mistake by @recoveringrabbit

Set in the 1930s, Murder By Mistake is a brilliant homage to the English detective novels of Dorothy Sayers et al and brilliantly interweaves the solving of amazingly well-crafted crimes with the meeting and falling-in-love of our precious Fitz and Simmons. All her OCs are absolute peaches and you’ll enjoy the fabulous representations of canon Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. characters as well as some perfectly selected ring-ins from the rest of the Marvel Universe. The sequel, That Old Wedding Thing, is equally glorious.

You know what, though? You could safely click on ANYTHING on rabbit’s works page and find an absolute gem. She is THE QUEEN.

The A Short Goodbye Series by maidenstar

This historical World War I FitzSimmons AU is an amazing recreation of the battlefields of Europe and the human stories played out across them. I was astounded by how this fic brought history to life while retaining the essence of Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. characters we know and love. Seriously, this fic is amazing.

A Few Tricks Up My Sleeve by @stillnotapepper

What is not to love about an AU in which Fitz and Simmons are cast as rival children’s party entertainers? This is so much fun - so much snark, so much sass, so many awesome appearances by other canon characters. It’s a dream! Also, pretty much all of her stuff is similarly beyond amazeballs. 

The Guns of Brixton by atomicsupervillainess AKA @0hcicero

This WIP in which Leo Fitz is a tatted-up punk-rock genius and the drummer in Lance Hunter’s band, and Jemma Simmons is the genius daughter of an oppressive Roxon mogul, finding herself against the background of the turmoil of Thatcher’s England, has so much sexiness and so much heart. I know it’s a WIP but I have faith that @0hcicero will bring it home with her trademark aplomb! Parts of this one are NSFW. And while I’m here, I have to also tell you to read her beautiful The Funny Thing About Fathers… Oh, what the heck. Read the rest of her stuff while you’re at it.

7:20am Train Downtown by @memorizingthedigitsofpi

This short-and-sweet meet-cute AU finds Fitz and Simmons as two strangers who keep finding one another on the same train. That Pi, she is a fluff hurricane! And, as further proof of that statement, I offer Raspberries or pretty much anything that she’s been writing (or manipping!) recently!

Dear Engineer by @agent85

One of the cutest meet-cutes in which a certain biochemist and a certain engineer leave notes for one another in the library’s copy of the engineering textbook that Fitz keeps returning to the library to borrow. Probs more of an Academy fic than a strict AU but it’s AU enough for me - and srsly adorbs! And you pretty much can’t go wrong with agent85 actually. All her stuff is amazeballs!

My Word Is My Bond by @madalayna

WIP. Jemma Simmons is the kickarse agent who has the brains, the strength and the mad spy skills to take out Grant Ward, the man who caused such damage to her best friend that Fitz has no memory of what they once shared. Parts are NSFW. You could equally read any of Madalayna’s equally magnificent AU WIPs!!

Out There (If I Reach Out) by agentverbivore who has changed her tumblr name to @merryfitzsimmons for Christmas, bless her!

This AU inserts our beloved FitzSimmons seamlessly into a slightly modified version of WALL-E’s world and has such a lovely atmosphere in which our precious OTP meet and fall in love. But EVERYTHING by agentverbivore is GOLD. (especially The Routine!)

don’t try this at home by @awkwardspiritanimals

Suddenly, in a team meeting of the Mythbusters TV show on which they both work, it seems to have been proposed that Leo Fitz should kiss Jemma Simmons on live TV. For Science. (I mean, kissing for Science? Who doesn’t need that, amirite!?)

The Meet Cute by @amandajoyce118

Starting with some reluctant speed-dating to help out a friend, Jemma Simmons unexpectedly meets someone who seems highly promising - but then he disappears. Unemployment woes, mysterious bosses and canon character shenanigans ensue. SO MUCH FUN!

Back To You by @eclecticmuses

Fitz resists being set up with a girl that everyone tells him is perfect. But when he loses a bet and gets stuck with delivering an awkward singing-kiss-o-gram to the girl in question, it turns out to be the one girl he’s always regretted losing. AND, coz it’s the season, read And May Your Heart Be Merry which is the most amazing FitzSimmons as elves in the take-your-photo-with-Santa place at the mall. Too gorgeous for words!

One For The Money (And Four To Go) by @lavendergaia

Bullied into attending a Stark Industries Charity Auction by her well-meaning friend, Skye, Jemma finds herself with the opportunity to meet the scientist she has long admired. It turns out the admiration has been mutual. Let’s just say they hit it off. This one is probs NSFW. (I love this premise of two scientists having admired one another’s work before they met so much that I have unwittingly copied it. Twice.) Also, read What Should Not Be Forgotten , a Buffy WIP I’m hopeful we’ll see more of one day called All We Are Turns To Dust and EVERYTHING ELSE!

Rebel by @mech-bull

It’s the fifties and Jemma Coulson and her sister, Skye, are going for a joyride in their out-of-town father’s beloved car when it breaks down. She runs into a nearby mechanics and unexpectedly finds a grease-smeared Leo Fitz, the genius bad-boy she’s sort of had a crush on since forever. Seems that maybe her crush has been reciprocated all this time. 

Though I Adore The Boy Next Door by @bookishandbossy

Gradually unfolding from the perspective of a whole range of their canon friends, this is the story of next-door-neighbours who are shipped by every single person they encounter. It just takes them a little time to work it out. Oh, and read throw in some truth for atmosphere (but we can see right through you) and I’m A Little Screwy Myself and definitely Oh, What A Night

Fauxiance (Or: That Time FitzSimmons Accidentally Got Engaged) by @superirishbreakfasttea

Ok, given that the subtitle is a good summary in itself, I’ll take this opportunity to say I really could have also gone her current WIP All The Bright And Precious Things or The Other Side of Sunset Boulevard or Across The Continents. What the heck? Read them ALL!!! :D

Lab Rats by @jessiecrimefighter

This one is a WIP but it is awesome. She talks a big game about friends-with-benefits but don’t let that put you off if you’re only in the FitzSimmons fandom for True Love - oh, the feels! But definitely NSFW in parts. Also, there is the magnificent Tea and Sympathy and the truly hilarious Hunter and Fitz: Agents of S.T.R.I.K.E.

Falling Slowly by @shieldsil

Fitz is hiding out from real-life, working as a busker on the streets of Glasgow. His sound catches the ear of Jemma Simmons, who should similarly be elsewhere. And read I Propose A Venture For Adventure

a concerto for two by quibbler

Two classical music prodigies find one another and, along the way, find love. Carpooling and kindred-spiriting and orchestras and compositions and the like. Aww.

Let It Snow by @unbreakablejemmasimmons

A WIP (which I am currently eagerly awaiting the conclusion of - no pressure!!!) in which Jemma Simmons settles in for a cold December night in her new apartment when she spots a body falling past her window. She rushes out to help and into her life walks Leo Fitz, who, of course, she falls in love with. AND this magnificent human is also one of the authors of the splendiferous The Cruiseline Job together with the very lovely @ardentaislinn. Speaking of which…

Higher Than The Sun by @ardentaislinn

Oh, the supermarket hilarity. Such a lovely fitzsimmons meet-cute! AND she is responsible for a delightful Love, Actually AU appropriately entitled It’s Love, Actually - buckets of fun!

i never needed any proof to trust the heart that beats inside of you by @jemmasimmmons

A soulmates AU in which every life-time Jemma Simmons remembers Leo Fitz and waits for him to fall in love with her. The ending is SO perfect. And you should definitely also read i want you more than i’ve wanted anyone

Some more recent WIPs I am loving are 12 Days of FitzSimmons Christmases by @notabadday, A Happy Loving Pair by @roamingbadger and 180 Days by @mrsleopoldfitz

Okay, now that I’ve written so many of these I am deeply convinced I’m forgetting some REALLY important fics!!! BUT, I am sure that anything I’ve forgotten in the AU category will be ably rectified by the magnificent people behind @fitzsimmonsfic - check out their AU recs here!

One Date At A Time

To my award winner from oh-so-long ago. Sorry this took so long darling! I truly meant for this to be out way earlier.


You couldn’t stop the annoying grunt that passed through your lips, your eyes practically glued in a state of rolling. Your friend had been quite adamant about you attending this “speed dating” thing, because apparently “you needed a man”. You frowned, crossing your arms over your chest as you waited for the next man to appear. And he did, albeit hesitantly. He didn’t look very comfortable, awkwardly wringing his hands together. After an elongated pause, he sat down, his frame taking up the entire chair and then some. He was definitely easy on the eye, his blue eyes twinkling and blonde hair neat. Hell, he was more than that, the nervous smile of his pink lips prompting your own to return it.

“Steve.” He held out his hand, watching you expectantly. You didn’t take it, instead hoping to voice your opinions. He may be cute, but you still didn’t want to be here. Just as you were about to speak up, he interrupted. “Look, I don’t really know what I’m doing here.” He sighed heavily, dropping his hands into his lap, presumably to fiddle awkwardly. “My friend made me come.” He admitted, looking for all the world like it was the worst thing that could’ve happened in his life. You couldn’t stop the chuckle that bubbled up, your hand instantly flying up to cover it. At your laughter, he seemed to release the air from his lungs, a small, breathy laugh of his own managing to find its way to your ears.

“Mine did the same.” You explained, eying the bright, neon lights with disdain. “I’m not one to typically enjoy this sort of thing.” You could practically see the tension draining from him, his muscles relaxing at once. There was something soft in his blue gaze, an unbidden smile forming on his face. It was… charming.

“Uh, how about we ditch this place.” He suggested, shrugging as he swept his eyes to the other occupants of the blue and white diner.

“I like ice cream.” You smiled, his expression mirroring yours.

“Ice cream sounds great.” He murmured, rushing up so he could pull out your chair for you.

“Handsome and a gentleman,” you teased, green eyes shining with mirth. He looked almost bashful, a large grin plastered on his face.

“Always happy to help, ma’am.” The two of you chuckled, your arm slipping through his as you looked up at him. He wrapped his arm a little more comfortably around yours, the small action sending jolts of electricity to your spine. He was enrapturing, your mind fighting to keep your feet moving as you admired him from beside. 

It was pleasant outside, the sun high in the sky and the air warm, filled with the chatter of strangers and the distant hum of New York traffic. He was silent most of the walk, only speaking to ask you a few questions or comment on something you’d pass by. You were much the same, thoroughly enjoying the relaxed and peaceful nature of your walk. It wasn’t too shameful when you arrived at your destination though, the prospect of ice cream to cool you down much too glorious to turn down. 

You stood back, smiling at Steve’s figure from behind as he ordered the both of you one scoop of chocolate ice cream from a little cart in the middle of the calm park. A small sigh escaped, your thoughts much more positive than they had been earlier. You’d been sure that this day was going to turn out horrid, even going so far as to plan out your reprimanding speech to your friend. Perhaps now she deserved a hug and a trip to the mall, you mused, taking the cone gratefully from Steve.

“Thanks.” You smiled, taking a sweet taste of the succulent treat. Steve intertwined his unoccupied hand with your own, his eyes looking to you to see if it was okay. You didn’t object, squeezing it once to reassure him.

“No problem.” He replied, beginning his trek through the greens of the park, his steps slow and leisure, almost as if he wanted this to last as long as you did. Your eyes caught the distant cityscape, the buildings reaching impossible heights as you walked along the grass, hand-in-hand with Steve. “Have you been in New York long?” He asked, watching you curiously. You shrugged, too enraptured with the serene beauty to formulate an answer. Taking a deep breath of the warm air, you turned to him.

“I suppose any amount of time in this city isn’t particularly long.” You answered. “Time seems to slip by everyone anyways.” He nodded in agreement, his thumb massaging the outside of yours gently, his movements circular and soft.

“But not you?” He questioned, raising a brow, a sweet smile playing at his lips. You smirked, cocking your head to the side momentarily.

“Nah, I’m just like the rest of them.” You admitted, wishing that time would slow down, that you could stay here longer.

“I don’t believe that.” He stated.

“Believe what?” You inquired, a small twinge of confusion in your eyes. “That time slips by?”

“That you’re just like the rest of them.” He corrected, the hand holding yours abandoning it in favor of resting ever so lightly against your cheek. His skin was hot against yours, his hand moving further down to fully cup your cheek. It forced your eyes to stare into his, the intensity of his stare nearly causing you to look away. But you didn’t, too interested in the way the light reflected off his pale blue orbs and the way his tongue darted out to wet along his bottom lip. “You’re different, better.” He affirmed. You swallowed your pulse, your gaze darting around his face. He stood tall and proud, his face the picture of honesty.

“You hardly know me.” You denied, a weak chuckle on your lips, you grip nearly crushing the melting ice cream in your other hand.

“And I’d like to change that.” He smiled. “One date at a time.”

dedcatsbro  asked:

What's the best prank you too have pulled on each other?

Craig: This one time I gave Tweek a giant cup of decaf when he asked for a triple shot of espresso. It was soooo funny.

Tweek: A while back I took Craig to the movies t-telling him it was the new “Red Racer” movie, but it was really just the newest “Need for Speed”. 

ficlet: speed date

6x01 AU in which Blaine stays in New York. Blame missbeizy for the prompt, though I took it in a different way that she meant it.

He tries speed dating.

His therapist is right: he needs to go out and meet people. Secluding himself off in his own little world isn’t doing him any good.  Saying that he’s stayed single all these months out of Blaine’s benefit is a lie that seems trite now that it’s been several months.

So far, the most interesting match he’s had has been the guy who claimed to be psychic, the one who thinks he’s not over his ex. Whatever. He’s about to consider giving the accountant another chance when someone unexpected sits down in front of him.

Blaine,” he breathes, his heart thumping in his throat.

His ex-fiancé lays his linked hands on the table. His eyes aren’t as bright as Kurt’s used to—there’s a sadness to them, like they’ve lost a little of their shine—but he’s still Blaine. Same hair, same bowtie, same everything.

He’s beautiful. Sad, but beautiful.

“Kurt Hummel,” Blaine attempts to smile. “Fancy meeting you here.”

Kurt blinks back tears. “I thought you went back to Ohio.”

“I did. I came back after the summer,” he looks down at his hands, and Kurt notices that they’re shaking a little. “New York was my dream, too, you know. It didn’t seem right to give it all up just because you and I didn’t work out.”

“I’m glad,” Kurt breathes, and is surprised to feel that he means it. “I’m glad you’re back in New York, Blaine. If anyone deserved it, it was you.” Kurt suppresses the need to reach across and squeeze his hand. “But not at NYADA?”

“No, no, I transferred.” Blaine smiles thinly. “I start NYU in a week.”

“That’s—I’m glad to hear it,” Kurt smiles genuinely. He swallows an awkward breath. “So, speed dating, huh?”

That gets a genuine laugh out of Blaine. “My therapist thought it was a good idea at the time.”

Kurt’s eyes brighten. “You’re seeing a therapist? Really? So am—“

The bell dings, and it’s time to switch partners. Blaine is up and out of the chair in an instant, and Kurt—

He shouldn’t. He should stay put, let Blaine try and meet somebody else, to let him move on with his life, just like Kurt’s trying to do. It would be healthier in the long run for both of them to try and date someone else.

Instead, he jumps out of his chair, and follows Blaine. He shoves somebody else out of the way, and takes the seat across from him.

Blaine blinks at him. “I don’t think this is how speed dating works,” but he sounds amused, not angry, and his eyes light up just a bit.

“I wasn’t finished talking, if that’s okay with you?” With Blaine’s nod, he reaches his hand across and squeezes his hand. “I’ve been seeing a therapist, too.”

It’s a start.

olicityslowburn  asked:

Going to indulge myself with as many AU's until Olicity gets back on track. How about, an AU where Oliver meets Felicity at a gala, where she is attending as Oliver's nemesis' date: Bruce Wayne (Bruce isn't a jerk, theyre just really competitive).

“He’s either rude or stupid,” Oliver says as he steps up to the bar. From the corner of his eye, he takes a peek at the blonde woman he spotted fifteen minutes ago. She lifts her head from the phone she’d been laughing at and looks around before turning her stunning blue eyes on him. He chooses then to turn his body toward her and slaps on a charming grin.

“Me?” she asks, a delicate finger (with nails painted a deep blue matching her dress) pushed into the soft skin just above her collarbone. “What are you talking about?”

“Your date. If I were him, I wouldn’t leave you to entertain yourself and I’d never let you off my arm looking like that - someone else could snatch you away.”

The woman flushes a pretty pink, then averts her eyes when he winks.

He holds out his hand. “Oliver—”

“Little Ollie Queen!” Oliver grunts as Bruce Wayne appears out of nowhere and slaps him on the back, his voice blasting so close to his ear he tries not to wince. The taller man sidles up next to the woman, his hand slithering across the back of her shoulders. (He hides his clenching fist into his pant pocket.) “I see you’ve met my date.”

“Not officially,” he says, prying his teeth from its clench, a natural reaction whenever Wayne is around.

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anonymous asked:

Soma Azeroth

She couldn’t believe she was here, now, doing this.  But Tsubaki had insisted she needed the moral support, and who was she to refuse?  So here she was, speed dating.  Speed dating of all the silly things.

The very idea that someone as sweet and beautiful as Tsu would need to speed date was a bit silly, but in truth, the tall beauty was tired of meeting men who had one thing and only one thing on their minds, and had decided that maybe, possibly, an alternate route to meeting prospective partners might make a difference.

Maka knew it was patently ridiculous.  Changing the venue from club to hotel conference room didn’t change the reality that men tended to be looking for sex, but she figured it couldn’t hurt to humor her friend, so here she was.

And the men here.  She cringed at the thought, because they were really scraping the bottom of the barrel.  She was on her fifth speed date, this one with some crude asshole named Giriko, and her relief was palpable as he moved on to the next table.  She silently wondered how Tsu was fairing, but considering that they were drawing from the same subpar pool of humanity, she was pretty sure it wasn’t any better.  Ah, well.  Maka hadn’t intended to find a date anyway, and Tsu clearly needed to learn the hard way.

As date six rolled up to her table, slouching badly, hands in his pockets and eyes sweeping over and past her almost dismissively, she almost rolled her eyes.  He looked like some sort of bad vampire wannabe with the stark hair, red eyes, and black leather jacket, and what was up with those teeth? Tsubaki definitely owed her dinner for putting up with this collection of jackasses she decided as he sat down, looking decidedly bored.  

“Hi,” she offered too brightly, so sick of it all that she couldn’t quite achieve the appropriate level of mild interest.  

“Hey,” he said, his eyes finally meeting hers, “come here often?”

She snorted.  She couldn’t help it.

“Really?” she broke the pleasant facade because who did that?  "That’s the best you’ve got?“

"Nah, but I figured why waste the good stuff,” he actually grinned at her as he shrugged, and it softened his sharp features in a way that was undeniably pleasant.  

“If that’s even the worst you have to offer, then I’m willing to bet that you don’t have any good stuff,” she smiled back.  

“Mmm,” he seemed to seriously consider this for a moment, then nodded, to himself maybe.  "Alright, then.  How ‘bout I’ll be Burger King and you be McDonalds.  I’ll be having it my way and you’ll be lovin’ it.“

Maka burst out laughing, fully belly laughs, gasping for air.  She heard him chuckle in turn, and just shook her head.

"That–really–works?”  she managed to get out between guffaws.

“Nope.  Never used it.  Have a friend who did–got him decked,” he smirked at her and she shook her head again.  

She had tears in her eyes, actual tears.  Well, at least he was amusing.

“Well, it wouldn’t work on me either.  Try again, lover boy.”

He was still smiling as he nodded her way. "Right.  How 'bout this.  Is that a mirror in your pocket?“

"Huh?” she knit her brows together, a bit confused.

“'Cause I can see myself in your pants,” he finished and she snorted again.

“Oh, god, that’s just terrible.  People actually use that?" she asked, incredulous through her laughter.

"Only idiots.  That one got my buddy a kick to the jewels.”

“So basically,” she shook her head, “you’re recycling his bad pick up lines.”

He shrugged.  "Hey, you laughed.“

"I feel sorry for the poor girls who catch his eye, because those truly are awful,” she said with a smile.  

“Then feel sorry for yourself.  He’s up next.”

She actually groaned at this, but after a moment, tilted her head, curious. She was starting to like this guy, impossibly, unaccountably.  "So.  Got any of your own?“ 

"Not really,” he shrugged almost apologetically.  "Not my thing.  But–“ he looked at her for a moment, something in his eyes she couldn’t quite read.  "Guess I could give it a go, why the fuck not?”

“Mmm,” she hummed in reply.

He leaned forward almost imperceptibly, his face suddenly serious.

“Say, I don’t know if you know this,” he began, and she couldn’t help it, she leaned in just the slightest bit, intrigued, “but you look a lot like my next girlfriend.”

She smiled, hummed again.  "Really now?“

"Really really,” he smiled back.  

“Third times a charm, I guess,” she shrugged.  

“So I guess I win the bet,” his grin was positively a smirk.

“What?” she was surprised, she couldn’t help it.

“You said you were willing to bet I didn’t have any good stuff.  I win, right?”

“I–I guess–” she stammered out.

He leaned in even more.  "Look, I’ll level with you.  I got dragged to this bullshit.  Wasn’t lookin’ to find a date, but–I’d like to collect on that bet after this dog and pony show is over by grabbing dinner with you.  If you want, I mean,“ he scratched the back of his neck at that and she shook her head and laughed because it was just too much, really it was.

He look a bit crestfallen for only an instant before his bored mask, the one he’d worn at the beginning, returned full force.  

She held up a hand, shook her head again, caught her breath.

"Sure, I’d like dinner,” she managed to get out.  "Wasn’t–laughing–at you,“ she said between dying chuckles.  "It’s just–I got dragged too. Never thought–never thought,” she shook her head, and the laughter died off.  She shrugged again.  "A bet’s a bet,“ she offered with a smile.  "So yeah, I’m free.  Let’s do this.”

Before he could respond, the bell to switch partners rang.  

“Yeah, let’s do this,” he grinned down at her as he stood to move to the next table, “I’m Soul, by the way,” he held a hand out to her.

“Maka,” she took it and grasped it warmly.  

“Later then, Maka.”

She decided, then and there, that maybe this speed dating thing had promise after all.