while I was drawing I was thinking of an AU where the galra empire is at peace with other nations even if there is some tension. There is a meeting from each planets sent to Altea and Shiro (human ambassador to the Galra) along with Keith (son of the Galra nobless and commmanders) are sent there. During his stay Keith meet Lance not imagining Lance is not a normal Altean but a prince. (Princess Allura cousin? little brother?)
they flirt a lot during the first few days of festivities (and pool) before the counsel and fall in love…..and then the counsel start and Keith learn Lance is a prince there and an incident happen putting the Galra empire under suspicion and tension rises!
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- probably texting u a lot
- touchy feely as hell
- will be pretty direct
- confident anywhere but around you
- will tease u
- does small but significant things for u
- makes lots of jokes
- will never be blunt
- very flirty
- constantly stalking u tbfh
- laughs like 3x harder than usual
- and probably extremely extroverted
- has deep convos with you
- asks u about UR health
- becomes a bit more clingy
- will def want to hang out with u at 2am
- prepare for showing off 24/7
- gets embarrassed if they make themselves look like an idiot
- if they REALLY like u they’ll share their insecurities
- super selfless toward u
- comes out of their shell
- may even flirt a little;)) who knew??
- lit changes their day to make urs easier
- will be very shy and flustered
- will want to be with u 24/7
- flirty and smiles lOTs
- probably plays hard to get with u
- not to forward/ direct with emotions
- one minute they are clingy and pay ALL their attention 2 u + the next they are distant n cold
- deep convos allll day
- will tease u, but reassures u it’s a joke
- has a special place for u in their heart
- literally probably will just tell u bc they love hard in the moment and cannot hide it
- NO boundaries.
- will do lil surprises for u
- so unpredictable?? Wants to take u to all their rebellious adventures
- loosens up around you
- will speak a lot about themselves, especially things that mean a lot to them
- may be shy and a bit blunt, but that’s because they’re scared to mess up
- most likely won’t tell u for ages
- looking 👀 at u all the time
- a lot of communication
- you will most likely have to look in between the lines to see if this sign likes u
- wants to share ideas and emotions with u
- probably stares at u for a weird amount of time but only because they’re daydreaming into ur eyes
- speaks about the future with you
- cares a LOT for u
Moaui//Hooked Wayfinder Coffee Shop Modern AU — “Black coffee, two sugars for Curly-,” The redhead cut herself off swiftly and turned her sharp gaze onto the man behind the till, hissing venomously under her breath, “Maui, I am NOT reading this out, you creep,”
Whilst on a much-needed break from her bad day at work, Moana seeks out some much-needed caffeine. However, she might’ve found more than she first set out to in the confident, flirtatious barista…
Chapter 1: Are You A Piece Of Art?
Moana Waialiki was not having a good day. Her boss was being even more of a dick than normal, her customers were exceptionally meaner today, and a throbbing pain had started to form between her eyebrows. Currently, she was attempting to explain the 40-day, no-stain return policy to a very loud, very angry woman who claimed that she had NEVER EVEN WORN THE GODDAMN SHIRT. The ‘goddamn shirt’ in question had (what she sincerely hoped was) a huge coffee stain down the front, spanning from the collar to just below the bust, and had very obviously been worn more than once.
“I’m sorry, m’am, there’s not really much I can do about-,”
“I DEMAND TO SPEAK TO YOUR MANAGER!”
“Of course,” Moana sighed half-heartedly as her boss fluttered around the customer delicately, leading her off to the side and away from the scene she had created, but not before shooting Moana a sharp glare. Who knew working in retail would be so hard? Moana groaned, her head falling gracelessly into her arms on the counter in front of her. A hand touched her shoulder carefully, and she looked up to meet a tan brunette with kind green eyes.
“You look like you need an early lunch break, Mo,” Fi smiled down at her gently. Moana opened her mouth to protest, but the tall woman beat her to it, “Go,” she laughed, “I’ll cover you. You could do with some caffeine,” Moana smiled gratefully as she stood, significantly smaller than the willowy woman by at least a foot, “Thanks, Fi. You’re the best,”
She slipped out of the store quickly, grabbing her bag and coat before walking out onto the busy high street in front of her.
How Moana found herself in the cafe on the corner was beyond her. She supposed Fi’s remark on caffeine had unknowingly drawn her to the small coffee shop. Well, small was sort of an understatement. Lalotai was one of those buildings that looked small on the outside, but opened up into a much larger room. The lights were low, casting a slight shadow over the room and illuminating the deep purple walls ominously. There was music playing; she could pick out the undertones of a glam rock-y bass line, but the crowd was too loud for her to tell what it actually was. Speaking of Lalotai’s customers, every table in the joint was taken and the line stretching from the till to the doors was longer than she had expected for an independent business. Moana busied herself with her phone as she waited.
The mass was almost suffocating, if not slightly rowdy, but she quickly lost herself in the world of the internet. So lost that she barely even noticed when she got to the front of the line.
“What can I getcha, kid?” a smooth voice brought her back to the land of the living.
Moana let out a slightly aggressive “Excuse me?!” (She was just short, okay?!), but the words died slightly in the back of her throat as she snapped her eyes away from her phone. Stood, looking slightly out of place but completely at ease, behind the counter was a tall, chiselled God of a man. He had sun kissed skin and dark eyes, one thick eyebrow raised in obvious amusement. A smirk spread across his face slowly, and no, she was not intimidated. His huge hands rested on the counter separating them, black mandatory shirt sleeves rolled up to expose a sea of tattoos scaling his bare arms.
“What can I get you, you know, to drink? That is what you came here for, right?” He chuckled, and she felt heat rise to her face as her scowl deepened.
“I didn’t- that’s not what I- why would I-,” Moana cut herself off and ground out a, “Black coffee, two sugars,”
“You got it, kiddo- can I get your name?” The barista winked, smirk growing in size. She spluttered slightly, halfway through sliding her money onto the counter, mouth hanging open ready to protest- “Calm it, Curly, it’s for the cup,” He laughed again, and Moana blinked, fully aware that her face probably resembled that of a tomato. She subconsciously pushed her hair out of her face.
“Oh, uh, Moana,”
“Moa- for gods- forget it,” The man scribbled something onto the side of her cup and passed it to the tall woman behind him, who got to work making her drink. She huffed indignantly and stepped to the side so that he could serve the next in line, painfully conscious to his eyes trained on her as she stood fidgeting.
It felt like an eternity had passed of awkward standing around before the tall woman finally turned around, with Moana’s drink in tow. Moana was slightly taken aback; despite her short red pixie cut, pasty skin (a sharp contrast to the dark, shadowy light) and fiery amber eyes, she bore a strong resemblance to Fi. She shook off the thought, however, when Fi’s doppelganger’s permanent scowl grew as she rolled her yellow eyes and dryly called out,
“Black coffee, two sugars for Curly-,” The redhead cut herself off swiftly and turned her sharp gaze onto the man behind the till, hissing venomously under her breath, “Maui, I am NOT reading this out, you creep,”
The barista- Maui (and he thought SHE had a weird name)- smirked, replying without looking up from the register “I’m not creepy, Kate, I’m suave,”
Kate practically growled in response, pushing the cup onto the counter. Moana snatched it up quickly, her eyes growing wide and her cheeks glowing red as she read the message he had scrawled onto her cup;
Curly – Are you a piece of art because I’d like to nail you up against a wall
Moana stood completely still for a whole of five seconds before whirling round, hitting herself in the face with her hair and storming through the crowd as fast as she possibly could, all the while feeling Maui’s burning gaze scorching a hole into the back of her head.
He watched her with a grin as she slammed the door and practically ran down the high street. Kate shot him a pointed look as they swapped positions, her at the register and him working the machines, and he let out a loud laugh.
“One day, you’re gonna get yourself fired,” She shook her head at him. How was he supposed to help himself, though? The girl was stunning, all big brown eyes and thick black lashes, with full lips that made him want to pull her over the counter and kiss her senseless, not to mention that she was a little spitfire with the voice of a freaking goddess- he couldn’t just let this complete stranger walk away and forget him!
“She’ll be back,” Maui hummed under his breath. Kate rolled her eyes again in reply.
So this silly little fic is the product of the writer’s block I’ve been having on my bigger Moana fic which I hope to be posting soon. I’d like to continue this fic if I get enough positive reactions and reviews, though, since it was fun to write and so far I haven’t come across any Modern Moaui fics!! Leave a like if you enjoyed it and thanks for reading!!
dating draco but being in different houses would include...
him thinking you look cute in your house colours
“give us a twirl, babe?”
“you just always look so good in y/h/c.”
him giving you gifts in your house colours
him talking about your house more than you
your favourite colour is green because of him
and his favourite is y/h/c because of you
him secretly being ok with you not being in slytherin because he thinks you’re too sweet and kind-hearted
but he also really likes the idea of you in a slytherin uniform
you always sitting with him at the slytherin table for breakfast, lunch, and dinner
and holding hands under the table
and snape being ok with it
but everyone who isn’t friends with you and draco doesn’t like it
you being such a proud y/h, and draco loves that about you
him sneaking into your common room in the middle of the night to cuddle with you and make up for the time you didn’t get to spend with each other earlier in the day
and this happens every night
having a secret knock so you know it’s him
holding his face and kissing him at the door every time he comes in
“i like it here, it’s a lot nicer than our common room.”
“…you’re in it.”
and draco insisting that you never try and sneak into the slytherin common room because he’d rather him get caught than you
you both secretly wishing you were in the same house so you could be in the same common room without having to sneak around
snape knows but doesn’t say anything because he secretly thinks it’s really sweet
but one time he gets caught by mcgonagall and you spend all night waiting for him to show up
and he feels super super bad about it but you assure him that it’s completely fine and understandable
some of the slytherin girls that like draco use your house to make fun of you out of jealousy
but draco shows them and you that it doesn’t matter what house you’re in because he loves you no matter what
“y/n, babe, you know it literally means nothing to me as to what house you’re in. i love you so much, please stop worrying about it.”
and he knowingly kisses you in front of all the jealous girls
and none of the boys who like you in your house even think to look at draco because they’re scared of him
thinking about him whenever you see something with colours similar to slytherin
you sometimes wearing his slytherin robes because you know he likes it
and you like it too
“i mean, it’s a little big on me, but i think it looks good. what do you think?”
“are you wearing my robe… and tie?”
“sorry, you want me to take them off…?”
“for merlin’s sake, no.”
him cheering you and your house on for quidditch matches
and you doing the same for him and slytherin
both of you getting disapproving looks from your house mates when you do it
but you don’t care
as he’s the slytherin prince, you’re known as the y/h princess
both being the best of friends since first year even though most people didn’t like it
when you first started going out everyone thought it wouldn’t last, the main reason being you’re in different houses
but you’ve been together so long it actually made other students more confident to be in relationships with people from other houses
“dray, see that cute hufflepuff-slytherin couple holding hands over there? they came up to me earlier and wanted to thank us for giving them the confidence to tell their friends they’re together. isn’t that lovely?”
“not as lovely as you.”
him remembering how happy you were when you were sorted into your house
both of you finding it silly that eveyone makes such a big deal out of it
but it makes a good joke from time to time
the other two houses that have nothing to do with either of you are sick of hearing about you
all of draco’s friends thinking you’re really chill
and, as well as him, they don’t care that you’re in y/h
you prefering his slytherin friends to your few y/h friends
blaise teasing draco by saying you’re a ‘slytherin at heart’
but you don’t mind it because you have a secret love and fascination with the house
but blaise goes on to ask draco ‘what’s it like to f**k a y/h’
“it’s… just… shut up, blaise.”
you secretly wanting him to answer
“no, draco, what’s it like?”
you wearing his green scarf in public
mainly because he wanted everyone to know you were together
you feeling bad for him because of the slytherin stereotype, because he seems really mean and spiteful to everyone else, but to you he’s the sweetest, loveliest and most generous person ever
you always reassuring him that being in slytherin is a good thing
because it is
being the only person in your friendship group who’s not in slytherin
you joking around and using his house traits to flirt with him
“quite the bad boy, aren’t you, malfoy?
“you certainly know what you want, don’t you, draco?
“going to show your ambition and kiss me, or what?
“you slick, cunning, little flirt, draco malfoy.”
playing on it even more
“100 points to slytherin for draco malfoy being the cutest boyfriend ever.”
Summary: Lance is Allura’s younger brother. During the mission to retrieve the Red Lion from Galra hands, he gets captured. His guard is a curious Galra halfbreed named Keith who may just be his ticket to freedom. He’s a bit small for an alpha, but Lance is sure he can handle it. A little flirting never hurt anyone after all. The fact Keith is good looking for a Galra and those ears wiggle (so cute!) doesn’t influence this decision. Nope. Not one bit. Series: 4 Works Work 1 WC: 61497 (19/19) Work 2 WC: 111883 (32/32) Work 3 WC: 133875 (42/42) Work 4 WC: 71480 (21/?) Notes: THIS IS LIKE THE ONLY FIC I HAVE WITH ALTEAN!LANCE AND GALRA!KEITH. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME. gahgldfkjhsa;d, ok so this is just an amazing series, some nsfw tossed in btw, youve been wared. but over all, i just love this series so much and i need to like catch really bad… i didnt know work3 or 4 even existed… >.< 11/10
Summary: It was his fault. He shouldn’t have retreated – he should have ran after them, Galra forces be damned, and ripped the red paladin right out of his weaponized hands, shooting the commander dead on the spot.But he hadn’t. Lance stood there, frozen with adrenaline and fear, before backing out with tears in his eyes, justifying it to himself by saying, ‘he won’t get far, we can easily get him back once I have Voltron with me.’He’d forgotten they didn’t have Voltron. He’d forgotten that without Keith, Voltron was nothing.Keith is Galra. Keith is gone. Keith is Galra. Keith is gone. WC: 28197 Notes: -hands over some tissues- here you will need these. 100/10
Summary: After Keith discovers he is part Galra and Red lion rejects him, there’s only one way he can make himself useful: to join Galra and try to wreck them from the inside, while figuring out a relationship with a guy who turns out to be his biological father. A comic about one stubborn man’s self-discovery, the challenges of spying, everyone in team Voltron being BAMF, and the universe that needs saving, as usual. WC: comic, so no words counted by AO3 (11/?) Notes: Galra Keith because Thace is some kinda of scientist? Uhm yes please. 10/10
Summary: “Oh trust me. When I’m done with you, I won’t be able to stop laughing,” Lance says lowly, and his lips curl farther, and there’s something wild in his stare, and it hits Keith suddenly.This isn’t Lance. Lance falls under the control of Zarkon’s Druids, and although his friends manage to get him back, nothing is quite the same. Maybe the Galra succeeded after all. Maybe the Galra merely wanted to tear Team Voltron apart from the inside. WC: 49072 (12/12) Notes: Rip Lance tbh, this is like really angsty and my heart breaks for Lance. but yes, galra keith is there to save the day~ 10/10
Summary: “Concept,” Lance said, his voice heavy and gutted with the ache of it; he caught Keith’s gaze and smiled wide, for show. “The war’s over. We’re back home. All the things we love in one place.”Lance keeps losing the things he’s built. Then there’s Keith. WC: 30776 Notes: -cackles- have some tissues my friend 100/10
Summary: Years after peace has been made between the Galran and Altean kingdoms, The witch Haggar comes for vengeance. The young symbol of peace, the half-galran, half-altean Prince Kalor is lost. His aunt, Princess Allura, and his bodyguard, Shiro, are heartbroken.10 years later, an orphan named Keith sets out on his own, trying to find the key to his past. All he has to help him is a small figurine with a cryptic message, a friendly engineer, a technician and her friendly robot, and a cocky con man with a mysterious, yet familiar past. WC: 35154 (14/14) Notes: the anastasia au everyone talks about. and like galtean keith gives me life, but conman Lance gives me more. 10/10
Summary: One decision by an injured soldier changes not only the fate of the universe, but the fate of her young son.
WC: 18010 (6/6) Notes: Smol Keith is like my fav, hes so cute in this. and Ulaz being a dad just heals my heart, like bless. 11/10
Summary: Everyone knew their kitten was destined for something greater.No one guessed it was Voltron. WC: 26639 (20/20) Notes: Keith raised by the BoM technically makes him Galra right? xD Hahah no, he does have ties, but yeah i love this, hes a sheltered little shit and its great. 9/10
Summary: Mark #223-code-violet, Lance’s newest job, is not what the sniper signed up for when he joined team Voltron, a specialist group designed to take out the universe’s worst of the worst. This mark shouldn’t be any different from the other Galra, but he is. And Lance is having a very hard time. WC: 52377 (12/?) Notes: Sniper Lance and Galra Keith. literally one of my fav pairings. like straight up (tho nothing about this is straight in any sense really) 11/10
Summary: He scoffed as he watched the fight below, the crowds going wild at the two fighters in the arena. They had such poor taste for entertainment these days.He heard a small sound of amusement from the one sitting next to his standing form, ever vigilant.“As if you were any better your first time in the arena.” They murmured under their breath, a small smile sneaking onto their face, pupiless gold eyes focused on the fight below, but their attention solely on the person standing guard next to him.“I must have have been somewhat impressive to catch the eyes of a certain prince now wasn’t I?"The prince snuck a glance towards the taller, whose face was hidden behind the helmet they wore."You caught a lot more than just my eye that’s for sure.” WC: 5947 (4/?) Notes: i,, just love this fic? Like Galra Prince Keith and Champion Lance, you can’t really get much better than this. 10/10
Summary: Galra biology differs from human biology in many ways. For example, Galra are purple. They have yellow eyes. The mammalian ones are able to purr.They also lack tear ducts. WC: 586 Notes: this is short and sweet (read angsty sorry not sorry) 8/10
Summary: “Wait, what that doesn’t make any sense.” Hunk protested.Pidge shook her head with a tsk. “It does if one of us is disguised as Allura.”Pidge flashed a smirk in Lance’s direction. “I’m sorry, why are you looking at me?” Lance protested. Something in Keith’s brain clicked, he looked at Lance and then at the Princess.Put a little make up on him, a wig, and a dress and he could- OH my god. WC: 33596 (6/6) Notes: Tbh, this made me giggle so much. Lance dressed as Allura and Keith and his gay awakening™ just give me life ok. 10/10
You’ve got a lot of game. You have a very sexy… somethin’-somethin’ going on, believe me. But there’s a thing about you that bugged me. You walk around like you own the place. It’s annoying. | Mm… It’s charming.