the little flirt

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Tangled!AU Cast Extras I actually wasn’t planning on doing but anywaYS HERE THEY ARE and now with captions!

Yurio and Yakov are the most disturbing thing I’ve drawn in a long time. Also: Phichit as the Hook guy who wants to be a concert pianist, and Chris as Gunther, who wants to be a interior designer.

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Signs that the signs like you:

Aries:
- probably texting u a lot
- touchy feely as hell
- will be pretty direct
- confident anywhere but around you

Taurus:
- will tease u
- does small but significant things for u
- makes lots of jokes
- will never be blunt

Gemini:
- very flirty
- constantly stalking u tbfh
- laughs like 3x harder than usual
- and probably extremely extroverted

Cancer:
- 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

Leo:
- 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

Virgo:
- 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

Libra:
- 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

Scorpio:
- 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

Sagittarius:
- 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

Capricorn:
- 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

Aquarius:
- 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
- teasing

Pisces:
- 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

*check ur Venus and if ur a guy maybe ur mars*

Inspired by @elentori-art screenshots edits with Galra!Keith and Altean!Lance!:D

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! 

PLEASE DO NOT REPOST ON ANY OTHER WEBSITE WITHOUT MY CONSENT.(thank you.:))

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They might flirt… A little… Or a lot, actually… A crap ton… Constantly.

This isn’t even all the flirting that did/do. This is a small portion. Every monster that was around them for more than a second tended to receive one of Chara’s many pick up lines, and their ghost companion Frisk just encourages them. Heck, often times they tell Chara to go flirt with a monster. But that’s because Frisk likes the monster they sent Chara after. Chara just flirts with people for the sole purpose of making them as uncomfortable as possible. Because Chara is a little butt. 

Chara also thinks that everyone wants to get in their pants even if they don’t really understand what that saying means. Or at least they think everyone should. They think they’re hot stuff and smooth as melted butter but Papyrus disagrees. Especially since his brother and himself are victims of Chara’s flirting more than anyone else due to being around them more than most other monsters.     

~ Sol

So I’ve seen fics where Sportacus goes into heat but what if…

What if elves had mating dances.

Hear me out on this. In spring male elves collect flowers and feathers and ribbons and anything colorful and pretty and they weave it into a shawl and wear it around the one they’re courting and just dance around. But its not just normal human dancing. It’s acrobatic and flashy like birds to show off all the pretty stuff they found and what they can do with their bodies like how high they can jump and how flexible they are and how strong they are.

Just imagine Sportacus bird-flirting at Robbie.

Black Coffee And Bad Pickup Lines

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-what?”

Moana,”

“Monana?”

“Mo-a-na!”

“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.

A/N:  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!!

Your fave is problematic: Liam Kosta
  • refuses to wear a goddamn shirt for his big emotional character-building monologue
  • sir your abs are distracting
  • do I need to up the thermostat, your nips could take my eye out
  • this is like James doing pull-ups during his intro scene all over again
  • send help
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GRIMM | 5.03

I’d never seen a Grimm before.