whats with the puppy eyes while lying on the coach oh my heart

You forgot something. (StilesxReader)

A/N: This is my first one-shot of Stiles, and I’m excited! Thank you so much to Eli aka  @credxncebarebone who’s always there to help me with my writing, ily

warnings: none

prompt: For the last day of lacrosse week! this goes to @sarcasticallystilinski   and @rememberstilinski I hope you guys like it

Originally posted by stilesstilinski37

Stiles is too hot to be true.

It’s not like I think he’s a perfect human, I’m aware of his awkwardness, and how clumsy can be, but damn, this boy is killing me.

We’ve been friends since forever, and believe it or not I didn’t use to have a crush on him, this happened a few months ago before he broke up with Malia.

“So, you two are a thing now?” I asked, sitting next to him while he stared at the werecoyote, a small smile on his lips.

“I guess… I mean, I never asked but she seems to be ok with us… being a thing, ya know?” He shrugged “It’s weird”

“You’re weird” I smirked “and lucky. She cares about you a lot”

I patted him on the shoulder, he whimpered at my touch and I remembered that he had an injured on his shoulder, he refused to tell me how did he injure, and I was growing worried by the minute.

“Stiles, you need to tell me what happened to your shoulder”

“It’s nothing, ok?” he mumbled, grabbing my hand and giving me a sad smile.

A week passed and he didn’t look better at all, it was driving me insane and I didn’t know what to do.

Scott and Stiles argued, something about killing Donovan, and I couldn’t believe when he admitted all, he said that everything was true.

“Scott, say you believe me” Stiles looked broken, so empty that I knew he felt like shit and he wanted to be forgiven.

But there was nothing to forgive.

Scott didn’t say a word, he went back inside and left me and Stiles, or at least what was left of him.

He turned around avoiding my gaze, and I couldn’t stand it anymore, it was too much.

“I believe you, Stiles” Although it came out as a whisper, it was loud enough for him to hear it.

“Why?” He choked, I didn’t realize he was crying until he turned once more, his eyes red and tired.

“Because you’re my best friend, and I know you” I walked closer, standing right in front of him and looking into his hazel eyes, a strange feeling building in the pit of my stomach.

“I’ve killed people, y/n” The rain was so strong that he almost screamed the last part “I might be human, but I’m not better than the beast”

“How can you say that?” I was on the verge of tears, scared of what he could do if I leave him alone “Stiles, you’re not evil nor a killer, you’re my best friend”

“You deserve better friends” he tried to turn his back on me, I grabbed his arm and walk even closer than I was before, only inches apart from his face.

“I have exactly what I deserve” I mumbled, brushing my nose against his, my heart beating so fast that I’d have sworn Scott heard it “which is a kind, funny, supportive best friend like you, who needs my help more than anything right now, so I’m not going anywhere”

“I think you should, I’m not good enough for you or Malia”

Then I remembered- Malia and Stiles were a thing, they loved each other and I was trying to get in the way, even if it was unintentional, what kind of friend was I?

I stepped back, embarrassed for whatever I was doing and feeling like the worst person in the world.

“Well, you’re wrong” I grumbled, trying to control my heartbeat “and there’s nothing you can say to change that, so shut up and take me home”

I quickly walk to his jeep and climbed into the passenger’s seat, waiting for him nervously.

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mascot!jackson
  • tbh people look forward to football games because of jackson 
  • like he’s been a mascot for all four years of college bc the coach always guilts him into it and jackson’s like,,,,,,,but my studies,,,,,,then agAin can my studies make ppl as happy? diDn’t thiNk so i am iN.
  • since he started being the mascot, attendance @ football games has like skyrocketed and he rly prides himself in that like yeah jinyoung you can act or whatever buT can u sinGle handeDly save College Sports Culture????? no ok sit down.
  • wears this big, fluffy wolf costume and thanks to jackson it’s v flashy and everyone thinks its like the Coolest Costume Ever
  • what they Don’t Know tho is that that suit smells like Ass
  • jackson’s tried to get rid of the smell on various occasions and has even pinned a lil air freshener tree on the inside but Nothing
  • and he always has to leave the suit in the football locker room because if he doesn’t,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,He Will Forget Everything
  • but like u would think that this thick ass, heavy ass suit would at least idk slow him down or something
  • nope
  • still mr wang speedy jackson
  • i’m just putting this out there but jackson listens to 2nd generation girl groups when he practices
  • the school’s pride club love him sm that he has his own like fan page?? on instagram and it’s Beautiful
  • like one way that other schools tell if someone goes to that college is if they have a picture with the mascot on their sns
  • what can i say Jackson Is Famous
  • (he’s convinced of it)
  • (one time jinyoung wouldn’t admit how popular jackson is just to spite him and jackson literally paid a freshman to run up to him and ask for an autograph before a game)
  • speaking of games lmao he interacts with and hypes up the crowd s o m u c h that once the coach had to tell him to tone it down bc the players were getting distracted
  • the student body can pretty much unanimously say that jackson makes the football games 99% more fun but of course
  • there’s those few people that Don’t Enjoy Fun and think that jackson’s “annoying” or “too loud”
  • hunty that’s his job??????????????
  • anytime anyone says something bad about jackson 10 other people immediately defend him like How Dare You Disrespect Our Leader
  • (college frat boys worship jackson)
  • does tons of cool flips and dancing and stuff and everyone finds it mesmerizing 
  • (bambam’s always like !!!! jackson hyung teach me your ways !!!! while jinyoung is like ………..you’re going to fracture ur kidney headass……)
  • and tbh jackson is REALLY good at whatever tricks he does like he’s never fallen or misstepped or something during a game 
  • like there’s legit a rumor going around that he’s like magical
  • i’m not even kidding u this boy is so good that he has college students believing in some harry potter shit
  • he actually made up a few chants himself and they actually caught on really well and fans changed up certain ones to fit other sports bc they were so catchy
  • he always puts his all into it even though some people think being a mascot is a joke and make fun of him
  • stuff like that doesn’t matter to him as long as he’s making other people happy even for a moment
  • anyways, you’re one of the on-site paramedics at the football games because yk,,,,,,,,,,,,football.
  • and the team and everyone football-involved knows who u r because like,,,,,,lemme go like sprain my ankle real quick bc i need some Medical Attention if u know what i mean ;-)))))),,,,,
  • but like ur at another one of the friday night games and it’s the beginning of the season so it’s pretty hot out and all the medics are keeping a careful eye on the team
  • and the game is going really well, the team is ahead by a ton of points and the crowd is all riled up as usual
  • but then all of a sudden the students’ section goes really quiet for a moment before ppl start yelling
  • because holy fucking shit Wolf Down 
  • wang jackson is lying on the ground in his big ol’ wolf costume and he’s nOt geTting uP oh My gOD
  • u get over there and ur immediately like Fuck This Costume 
  • and ur trying ur hardest to pull the sweat-cage off of jackson but 1) it’s heavy and 2) jackson’s lack of consciousness isn’t helping
  • but after a bit of struggling, u successfully peel off most of the costume and toss the head piece aside
  • and u feel for his pulse and it’s rEally fast and ur pretty sure it’s heat syncope bc wtf else would it be???? he’s 90% Sweat™???
  • but u snatch the cuff from ur co-worker anyway and Shocker! his blood pressure confirms ur suspicion
  • one of ur co-workers gets his legs propped up a lil and while ur waiting for some ice packs or something you just kinda,,,,,blow,,,,on his forehead,,,,hoping it’ll cool him down a lil in the meantime
  • and What A Surprise
  • jackson wakes up to see u, cute paramedic, leaning over him with concerned eyes and blowing air on him
  • you smile/sigh in relief when his eyes lazily search your face and his surroundings and he pants a lil bc it’s Still Hot Af
  • and ur placing ice packs on his neck and under his armpits and knees and calmly explaining to him what happened and that he’ll be fine
  • and u hear him mutter “of course i’ll be fine if i get to look at you”
  • inside ur like someone pls take my pulse bc my heart is Wildin
  • but u ask him if he wants some water and he nods and u help him slowly sip it bc for once in his life Strongman Jackson is weak af (probs bc of u but)
  • u tell the coach to continue the game once you’ve got jackson sitting in the locker room and u tell the other medics u got it from here 
  • and while u check on his pulse and adjust the ice packs and towel off some of the sweat, he keeps peeking at u with those Wang Jackson Puppy Eyes 
  • and the two of u r just like sitting there when jackson goes “i guess you could say that when i fainted, i fell for you”
  • ur like “shut it before i put the wolf head back on u, wang” but inside ur heart’s going bonkers and ur feeling all the fuzzies at once
  • and jackson’s like That’s It I’m Whipped

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Hello amazing admins of an amazing blog! I love this blog! I love your fic recs and your humor and everything! I love that you always take into consideration all of the suggestions that your followers give you! Thank you for being awesome and continue the great job! You deserve all the followers you have and a lot more! Can you update the sterek college au tag? Thanks in advance!

YYYYOOOOOO!!!!!! YOU SAID YOU WANTED COLLEGE AUS AND DO I HAVE COLLEGE AUS FOR YOU?!?!?!?!?!? I HAVE A LOT OF THEM FOR YOU BECAUSE I LOVE THIS. I LOVE THIS A LOT. (Also, it would have been done sooner today, except Angsty stole my computer to read meta and just scroll through our dash. *CURSE YOU ANGSTY*) 

Also, I didn’t know what you wanted specifically, so I just grabbed some of my favorites and threw them in here. Thus, some of these will already have been recced and some of them might be reviewed in the future. 

you turned around and stole my heart by spock_flavored

2,468  I  one shot

Teen and Up

College baseball AU. What even is Stiles’ life.

A Goldfish in a Bowl by orphan_account

2,575  I  one shot

Mature

Stiles really, really hates his roommate. He’s too clean, too quiet, too ruggedly handsome, and it’s just not fair. People like Stiles Stilinski aren’t supposed to hit the kinda-sorta jackpot and end up roommates with people like Derek Hale. Plus, Derek keeps walking in whenever Stiles is trying to have “Happy Manly Alone Time.”

The Future’s Open Wide by cheesewithmy

4,147  I  one shot

Teen and Up

AU. Stiles snaps his fingers, rocking forward on the chair and grinning, “Oh, oh man, Derek’s the Magneto of werewolf rights! You’ve been invited the join the Brotherhood of Evil Werewolves.”

Yo Hablo Español by themistymountainsong

4,519  I  one shot

Teen and Up

“That Spanish poetry class I’m taking- the final is now a take-home. We have to write poetry, Erica.”

“And that’s what has you so freaked out?” she says, laughing. “Derek, you’re a lit major- how have you never had to write poetry before?”

I’ve- I’ve had to write poetry before, but this isn’t, it’s-” Derek puts his face in his hands. “It’s erotic poetry,” he says, his voice muffled into his palms. Erica bursts into cackles, and Derek lifts his head to glare at her. “It’s really not that funny.”

there are rows & rows & rows by magneticwave

4,621  I  one shot

Teen and Up

NOTE: This is a genderbend

There are at least fourteen things Danny would much rather be doing right now, including sawing off his own arm and stabbing puppies with knives, and yet he’s still here, around the corner from their Econ lecture hall, coaching Stiles through asking their TA out for coffee.

Green Means Go (and Sex) by literaryoblivion

5,319  I  one shot

Explicit

Stiles is more than a little disappointed to see a sea of red and yellow when he enters the party. He is already halfway through his second semester of college, and he has yet to have anything remotely resembling a hookup, not even a steamy make-out session with some over the pants groping. He thinks maybe he shouldn’t have come expecting anything else at a stoplight party on Valentine’s Day.

Only… he saw a certain someone named Derek Hale post on Facebook that he was coming to this party, and Stiles kind of wanted to see what color he was wearing and fantasize about possibly having a chance with him.

Second-hand bookshops are the new romantic backdrops by RonnieMinor

6,902  I  one shot  I  part 1 of 3 of this series

General Audiences

In which our hero moves to England, has an only slightly petrifying best friend, works in a bookshop, oh, and meets Derek.

Standard.

Silence In The Computer Lab by charlesdk

8,043  I  2/2

General Audiences

Derek has way too much studying to do and is running on way too little sleep and way too much coffee. So of course, that’s when this little asshole comes in and ruins his day completely.

Hot for Teacher(’s Aide) by linksofmemories

8,050  I  one shot

Teen and Up

“He invited you to his apartment.”

“To do a lesson plan.”

“Yeah and to probably lesson your plan while you’re there,” Scott said, waggling his eyebrows.

“That made no sense, but you still managed to make it sound dirty,” Stiles said. “I’m impressed.”

Varsity Jacket. by Handsofred

8,979  I  one shot

General Audiences

‘’Who’s he?’’ Stiles had found himself whispering to Isaac who was sat next to him, their eyes watching as Danny, Boyd and Jackson had wondered over to the table where the darker haired boy had appeared.
‘’Derek Hale, captain of the football team’’ Isaac had replied in a mono tone, his own eyes drifting back to his lunch and books which had been scattered around them and amongst Stiles’ own as he sat and stared across the quad. ‘’I wouldn’t bother, Derek doesn’t date’’ Isaac’s tone that lunch had been dry, like he knew the real story behind the boy called Derek.

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Starstruck

Summary: When Jude fell for him, Connor Stevens was just a minor league baseball player with major dreams of making it to the big leagues. Through all the struggles of trying to get his chance, Jude was there. But the day when Connor finally makes it is when things start changing. Finally, when their relationship is forced into secrecy, can they survive, or will Connor’s big break, break them?

A/N: So this is my new multichapter fanfic.  It’s based off this prompt from myfavoritythingsPerson A is the star of something and has been dating Person B for several years in secret, but then Person B does not want to be a secret anymore.  I’m taking this and modifying it slightly (as you can probably already tell from the summary), but I just really love the whole premise.  I’m starting it out slow, building the entire story from the moment they met.  I really hope you all enjoy this fic…it’s going to be a wild ride y’all so hold on :)

Chapter 1

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Liam Dunbar Imagine #2: Answer To My Prayers -thanks to kina ^-^

**A/N: Okay so someone (aka Ellen) decided to take matters into their own hands (again) and post this. Buuuut I wrote this in celebration of her obtaining a boyfriend by basing it off of how she obtained that boyfriend…sort of. Anyways, I hope you guy like it :3 ~ Kiki (or kina XD)**

Liam looked up at Scott and Stiles from his sitting position on the bench. He was nervous about something and decided to go to his mentors about the issue. “You just have to be calm and cool about it,” Scott advised.

“How can I be calm?! My heart is about to jump out of my chest just thinking about it! What if I–” Liam’s thoughts ran a mile a minute, but were soon interrupted by Scott.

The older teen placed his hands on the freshman’s shoulders. “Hey, chill out. You won’t change if you just stay calm,” he said comfortingly.

Liam took a deep breath an nodded. “Well, what do I say?”

~*Later that day*~

“H-hey, (Y/N),” Liam called out as he caught up to you in the hallway.

You smile up at him. “Hi, Liam.” He reminded you much of a puppy, but something in his blue eyes set him off from how he usually approached you.

“Did you do that English homework last night?” His eyes looked away from yours and focused on something else instead. Maybe something was on his mind.

You adjusted your bookbag on your shoulder and continued to walk along side with him. “Yeah, it was just to read the next part of Romeo & Juliet and be ready to discuss it in class…” you trailed off. There was a moment of silence before you looked back to him, “Did you not do it?”

Liam shot a glance in your direction before returning straight forward as he reached to rub his arm. “Um, that’s actually why I came to you,” he muttered. You could tell he was lying, but decided not to pester him about it now.

“Liam, why didn’t you do your work last night,” you sigh with a giggle.

His eyes widened and fixed on you. “I have practice!”

You thought for a moment. “I thought lacrosse practice was canceled yesterday because the coach was sick,” you say, all sorts of confused now.

Liam began to stutter and stumble through his sentence, making it obvious that he was lying. “Um, well uh, I went out to do some extra practice anyways. I was slacking off a bit with being in the goal.”

You nodded with a ‘hm,’ in acknowledgement. “Well, fine, I’ll give you a summary of what happens at lunch.” You could never really say no to Liam. It was mostly because you liked him, but not a single soul except yours knew that.

“Thank you so, so, so much!” You smiled at his gratitude.“I have a question..” “Are you religious? Because you’re the answer to my prayers,” he grinned.

You tried to hold in a laugh, but failed miserably as the silly pick-up line replayed again and again through your mind. Liam soon joined you in laughter. The bell rang and you both went your separate ways to class.

As you sat in the classroom, you saw your phone light up, indicating that you’d received a text message. You saw that it was from Liam, and quickly opened it. You kept an eye on the teacher, who’s back was currently turned to the class. Your eyes scanned over the message. You couldn’t believe your eyes, so you re-read it about five times before it properly registered in your brain.

From: Liam

Do you wanna go out sometime?

You struggled to not look like a complete idiot while replying:

To: Liam

Just give me the time and place :)

“(Y/N)?” Your decided to call you out at the wrong time. Typical. You looked up at him completely at lost with what was happening in class. The teacher restated his question and you answered it with ease. You were usually the top of the class and were prepared for every discussion. “Hm, put that phone away, and pay attention,” your teacher mumbled before turning back to the board.

You look back down at your phone to see that you’d received another message saying that you both would discuss the details of your date at lunch. Class was over soon and you wasted no time leaving the room to find Liam. You saw him in the hallway and snuck up behind him. You cleared a bit loudly for him to hear.

He spun around with a shocked expression. When he saw that it was you, he smiled shyly at you. “Hey, (Y/N).”

You smiled back at him and you both headed towards the picnic tables in the courtyard. “Sooooo,” you drag out, pulling Liam from his thoughts.

“What,” he asked while looking at you cluelessly.

You stifled a laugh before asking, “Where’d you get your pick-up line from?" 

"Huh?”

“Oh come on. 'Are you religious? Because you’re the answer to my prayers?’ Where did that even come from?” You gave him credit for trying. In reality, he would’ve been just fine without using it. 

Liam rolled his eyes and looked away with a laugh. He returned his gaze to you. “Stiles.”

Well, that explains a lot.