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Thor: brother

Loki: *ignores him*

Thor: sister?

Loki: *huffs*

Thor: sibling…?

Loki: I wish not to identify as anything at the moment. Do not address me under any circumstances

Loki: except when dinner is ready

They're probably judging you

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Dating a Freak

Boaz Priestly x reader

Summary: You reminisce over the course of your amazing relationship.

Author Note: I'm so sorry this took long.

Requested by: @forest-rav3n

Word Count: 2445

The time spent with Priestly has been the best time of your life. Every day was amazing. It was filled with filled with laughter and love, and it was an adventure. It made you remember how you fell in love.

You first met when you applied for the job at Beach City Grill, with your novelty movie t-shirt and a bubbly attitude. "She's gotta pass the interview first." Piper said.

"I'm cool with that." You smiled.

"Okay then," Priestly then leaned on the counter. "Elvis. Dead or alive?"

"Easy, alive. Next question."

"You're hired." He said. You chuckled and looked at Trucker, who smiled and shrugged.

You then helped with cooking the meat, as well as baking cookies for the kids meals. Priestly would constantly make jokes to you, and you always laughed. Sometimes when he was doing one of his random debates with Trucker, you'd hype the both of them up, just to get a kick out of Priestly getting more excited and energized over whatever they were talking about.

Regulars loved you. You would always make extra cookies for the two old people who would come in, as well as the kid who came in weekly. He was an adult already, but was autistic. He looked uncomfortable when he first walked in since everybody was staring at him, so you couldn't help but smile at him and give him some cookies. He smiled back at you and would come back every Tuesday during lunch.

Sometimes guys would try to hit on you. You'd ask for their order and they'd try their best to get you to come with them after work. Usually your roll your eyes and say, "Tish, you have a customer."

Sometimes you'd just turn them down flat. Either way you handled them, it always put a smile to Priestly's face. Not that you knew.

But there was one day where Priestly wasn't at work yet, and these guys walked in. One of them tried to get you come home with him, and you told him that you weren't like that. He scoffed. "C'mon, you won't get this opportunity all the time. It's not like I'm asking for your face. You just happen to have a nice body."

You threw his order at him. "Just fucking pay and leave. Learn how to take a damn rejection."

He paid and stormed out with his friends. One of his friends stayed behind and told you, "He's right, y'know." and left.

You don't know why their words hit you so hard, but they did. What if they were right? "You alright angel?"

"Um, yeah, yeah," you said with a smile that you could barely muster up. "I just need some time alone for a bit."

You then sat in the storage room and silently cried. Priestly walked in and announced himself before asking where you were. They told him what happened and he rushed over to the storage room. He saw you on the floor, with your face in your hands. "Y/n." He kneeled down.

"Do you think I'm ugly?" Your voice was quiet, and your face was still buried in your hands.

He took away your hands from your face, and you looked up to see his worried face. "You shouldn't have to worry about artificial crap like that. You're awesome in everyway. Like the way you defend yourself from jackasses, or how you make extra cookies for the special needs kid that most people like to make fun of. What matters is that you're a pretty fucking amazing person."

You wiped your eyes and chuckled. "Thanks Priestly. You're always so good to me." You gave him a hug, which made him tense up for a up before relaxing and hugging you back.

"And to answer your question, no. I don't think you're ugly at all. You're actually think you're pretty hot." You giggled.

You then began to develop feelings for Priestly. Though you kept it to yourself, everybody else found out about it. Tish teased you about it and made comments on how it was a mystery that anyone could crush on someone as weird as him. Piper, Trucker, and Jen told you that you'd be good together and to go for it. Jen would make the occasional joke about Priestly. Zoe told you that she could sense the same feelings in Priestly as well. Though you were grateful for the support, you weren't confident in what he thought about you enough to do anything about your feelings.

Then there was the whole tampon run. You figured that he would need help and came with him. You kept making jokes when he was panicking on what to get. After you helped him pick one out, you went to grab different items while he stood in line.

You heard people making fun of him, and him retaliating with a speech about having a girlfriend and getting laid. You figured that it'd be the right thing to help him out, and although it was embarrassing for you, it was for Priestly.

You took out the hair tie in your hair, letting your hair fall down your shoulders. You tied your shirt up from the back into a crop top with the hair tie. You walked up to Priestly and gave him a long kiss on the lips. "Hey babe. Got everything?"

He looked at you with a shocked expression, but quickly recovered to get into character with you. "Yeah. I got your tampons for you."

"Aww, thanks babe. But you know I'm not on it anymore this month, right?" You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed his neck.

"Hell yeah I do. Let's go home." He slapped a 20 on the counter.

"Whatever you say." You grabbed the bag of items and Priestly put and arm around your shoulder.

"Keep the change. Peace." He said before giving them the peace sign that turned into flipping them off. Once you got out of the store the both of you started laughing together. "Well now, we got ourselves an actress."

"It isn't really hard to act that way with you." You said absentmindedly, instantly regretting it. His facial expression changed a bit, and you looked down in embarrassment. Of course he'd feel weird about that. How could he even like you like that? "Um, anyways, we should head back to the grill."

As you and Priestly cleaned up that night, he tapped your shoulder gently from behind. You turned around looked up to the tall nervous looking man standing in front of you. "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, I just wanted to ask you something important. Just, y'know, don't laugh or anything." You smiled and nodded for him to continue. "Would you, like to, accompany me on a date tonight?" He asked slowly.

"A date?" You asked. He nodded, and your lips went into a wide grin. Holy crap, Zoe was actually a witch, and you loved her for it. "I'd love to."

"Really?" He asked, smiling.

You giggled and nodded, wrapping your arms around him. "Can you give me a ride home so I can get ready?"

He put his hands on his hips and shook his head. "So lazy." He then walked outside and held the door open for you. Once you got to your house, he put his hand over you before you could leave the car. "Wear something nice."

"Like what, my cleanest hoodie?" You teased.

"As much as I'd love to see the hoodie I got you for your birthday, nah. I mean dressing like you're going to a fancy place." You nodded and kissed his cheek, walking up to your apartment number.

You put on a white long sleeved shirt and a flowy peach mini skirt. You'd never really had a reason to put this on before, but wearing it made you feel nervous on what Priestly would think of the outfit. What would he be wearing? Maybe his quilt, and the two of you would both have shirts on. Maybe he did his hair in a different style. All you knew was that you couldn't wait for him to come.

About an hour later you heard a knock at the door and excitedly ran to it. You answered it, and wasn't ready for what you saw. All of Priestly's piercings were out, and the hair color was washed off. He was wearing a nice black blazer with a light blue button up. He looked shy. "Holy shit." You laughed out.

"Would you care to accompany me on this date Miss y/l/n?" He offered his arm.

You hooked your arm into his. "Of course." He smiled and looked down. "You look very nice, by the way."

"You look gorgeous." He opened the car door for you. You smiled at him and gave his cheek a kiss before going in the car.

"You cleaned the car." You looked around.

He shrugged and smiled. "I cleaned the car."

He took you to a nice restaurant, where the two of you talked about anything and everything. Though Priestly tried to remain a civilized gentleman, his true unfiltered jokester self was shining through, and you thought it was the cutest thing ever. Afterwards the you two walked together along the beach, where he put his blazer over your shoulders and listened to you ramble on.

He then took you home and kissed your cheek. "Aren't you just adorable tonight?" You teased.

"Well, do you like me better like this?" He had a nervous smile.

You chuckled and shook your head. "I have no idea what you're talking about. Just because you dressed differently doesn't make you a different person. You're still my Priestly that always puts a smile on my face."

"Your Priestly?" His face was now covered with a wide grin.

"Well, as long as I can be your y/n." He went in for a passionate kiss. Once you pulled back for breath, you asked. "Do you wanna come in?" His facial expression changed to nervous again. "Not for that reason, dumbass. I just don't want this date to be over. I made brownies the other day." He smiled and came in.

You woke up leaning on Priestly as a pillow with the TV still on. You checked the time and saw that your shifts start in ten minutes. In a panic, you shook Priestly awake and told him about the time, hurriedly brushing your teeth and putting on your shoes. "You don't have to worry. I'm always late." He said groggily from the couch.

"Okay, just cause you're cute when your sleepy, doesn't mean we don't still gotta go to work." You said.

"Wait, I have to put on my hair color and get ready."

"Then let's go to your place real quick." You handed him his shoes and pushed him out of the apartment.

As you were driving to his house, he said, "You fell asleep on me." You turned to see his adorable smile.

"You wouldn't let me leave your arms." You smiled back.

"And you're still wearing your clothes from last night."

You looked down, still in the skirt and shirt. "Crap. Can I borrow a shirt?"

"That'd be pretty hot." You both later came in together. Priestly was wearing one of his regular outfits, and you were wearing his Tip me or DIE shirt tucked in under your skirt and a flannel. "We're here!"

Everybody stared at you while you walked behind the counter. "It's not what it looks like." You said before you went into the storage room, with the other three girls excitedly running after you.

After that you two were unbreakable. He would always make sure you were feeling loved, from a simple squeeze on your arm to a passionate kiss. And most of all, he just couldn't help but praise you.

He would try his best to make romantic dates and be a gentleman, but sometimes it was too easy to provoke his playful side. At times he would take you on regular dates, like the movies or a carnival. You would take him on dates as well, from picnics to watching one of his favorite rock bands.

You were the first one to say that you love him. You knew that he was shy when it came to his feelings, so you were okay with saying it first.

It came naturally. The two of you had waited for a while to have sex. It had to be perfect, and he didn't want you to think of your first time with him as a cheap hook up. He wanted it to mean something.

That's why when he took you to a fancy restaurant, and had a walk in the park with Priestly and you acting like children and hopping on the big stones by the walkway. He then took you back to his apartment, where the two of made love.

When you woke up the next morning, you felt him kiss the top of your head before getting off the bed. He told you that he would make you some eggs, and you rolled onto your stomach. You smiled. That's when you said it. "I love you."

He stopped in his tracks, and ran over to the bed, kneeling down. "What?!"

"I love you." You bit your lip to hold in your laugh. You knew he felt the same way, and watching his innocent looking face was almost too adorable. "Do you have something to tell me?" You joked.

He gave you the biggest smile before excitingly jumping onto the bed and smothering you with kisses. "I love you too!" He laughed out between kisses.

After a few months of bliss, Priestly had a plan. He had a plan to watch your favorite movies, to cook you dinner, and to have you feel special. He had a plan, which was in a little black box on his top drawer at home. He had a plan to ask you a question, so you two could go on amazing dates forever.

anchor/control

control by ExtraSteps

It had all started when Scott had grabbed Theo’s shirt and shoved him towards Liam.

“He needs to learn some control,” Scott said in a firm voice, “teach him.”

Anger Management by ExtraSteps

Theo has an interesting way of helping Liam deal with his anger.

Stay by the_darkest_soul

Weeks after a war Liam loses control at the game and certain chimera helps him. What if he has feelings for Theo? What if the pack still doesn’t trust him?

“After everything I’ve done for all of you, you still don’t trust me?” Theo asked, his voice cracking, eyes staring at McCall’s pack.

“Why are you so surprised?”

It only takes one day by Ithinkwehaveanemergency

Now an official member of the Geyer household, Theo goes on a trip to help Scott and Malia with hunter recon, making him miss Liam’s first Lacrosse tournament of the season.

Or, a short little fic about how Liam’s not quite used to not having his anchor around, and it sucks. Until he comes home.

Pretty much ‘Straight Into Your Arms’ by Vance Joy, as a Thiam fic.

Things i can’t change by cjmasim

When Dr. Geyer hears about werewolves from one of his coworkers and unofficially joins the hunters, Liam is forced to finally tell his stepfather the truth.

Overjoyed by the_darkest_soul

Alternative version of car scene from the new episode “Triggers” where Liam just realized something and Theo doesn’t get it.

Inspired by “Overjoyed” by Bastille

lets get lost by hot_damn_louis

Rating: Not Rated

Word Count: 57232

Stiles was used to hiding things from those close to him. He hid his grief from his dad, his anger from Scott, and the deep sadness from everyone else. Somehow, he can’t seem to hide anything from Derek, who is now acting more and more like a real person. Maybe even a friend. All Stiles wants is to feel normal, and Derek seems to be the most normal thing in his life.

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Track Meet, but not that kind

Pairing: Dustin Brooks / Bee (OC) / Hunter Bradley

Word Count: 1452

Summary: Bee and Dustin are down at the track when they meet to brothers, one of which catches their eye. 

Notes: Bee’s name is metioned once, so if you want to imagine its reader you can. This is all from Bee’s perspective. 

It’s a track day, like every other day. I came with Dustin and Kelly, who were timing Dustin’s lap times. I’m watching him make his way around the track, jumping the hills and such. He’s in the front of his group when two bikes I’ve never seen before come up behind him on one of the jumps. 

One rider is wearing dark blue equipment, and the other is wearing dark red, going too fast for me to make out their bike numbers. They’re giving Dustin a run for his money after they show up, never straying too far ahead or far back but staying neck-and-neck with him. That is until Red and Blue both make it in front of him on another hill. It’s a short distance to the finish line after that, both unknown riders crossing simultaneously, and Dustin on their tale. 

 Dustin pulls up off the track and up to Kelly and me at our spot by the Storm Chargers van. Kelly is grabbing him water when he rips off his helmet, looking in the direction of where the mystery riders have also pulled off the track. 

“Man, you ever seen those guys before?” Dustin says, a little out of breath. 

“Nope, but maybe they were going too fast to see” I joke, moving to sit in the back of the van, legs still hanging out the side. 

“They ride like factory pros, I would’ve remembered” Kelly hands him his water, then puts her hands in her back pockets, looking at the riders too.

“I’m just glad they don’t race 125s” Dustin sighed, still catching his breath. 

The two riders, Red and Blue I’ve decided to call them, pull off their helmets with Red shaking his head a little. Almostlike a dog. Blue has short, dark black hair and a darker complexion than his friend, Red, who is quite the opposite with shaggier, light blonde hair. 

“I don’t know, that red one’s kinda cute…” I trail off, moving to stand next to where Dustin is still on his bike. 

“Oh, you would say that” Dustin laughs, finally taking his eyes off the two, looking at me with a smile. 

“Wait, what’s that supposed to mean?” I gasp, laughing as well, hitting his shoulder with my hand. 

“It means you have a type. Moto boys.” Kelly’s also laughing now. 

“Oh whatever” I exclaimed.

“Hey, no one’s complaining!” Dustin says before adding, “Especially not me” and winking at me as he gets off his bike, handing me his water.

I roll my eyes but smile nonetheless. 

“I’m gonna go introduce myself, you comin’?” Dusting asks.

I nod, waving bye to Kelly.

Me and Dustin start walking making our way to Red and Blue, Dustin swinging his arm around my shoulder. 

“Hey there! How’s it going?” Dustin starts. 

“Hey,” I add, crossing my arms with Dustin’s water still in my hand. 

“Tracks a little soggy” Red says, swinging his leg over the bike while Blue gets off his and walks around to us. 

“Well, it didn’t seem to slow you guys down” Dustin compliments.

“Hey, I’m Blake”, the one in blue says, reaching up and giving Dustin a high five/grabbing his hand that’s not around my shoulder. He tries to do the same to me but I keep my arms crossed. I’m about to explain when Dustin speaks first. 

“Yeah man, don’t take it the wrong way, she’s weird about that kind of stuff” Dustin uses his arm over my shoulder to nudge me, making us sway a bit. 

Blake’s eyebrows raise, looking back and forth between Dustin and me, clearly noting that I’m unbothered by Dustin’s arm. Red is now fully facing us and leaning back against the side of his bike seat. 

“When you’re right, you’re right. It’s nice to meet you, though.” I shrug, “I’m Bee”

“Bee?” Red says in disbelief, looking at me like I’ve lost my head. 

“What can I say? My parents had a sense of humor” I chuckle, giving him a smile. Yeah, he’s cute. I watch as Red nods his head, a smirk coming to his lips. 

“Nice to meet you guys” Dustin smiles. 

“My brother Hunter” Blake nods his head as he gestures to Red, or Hunter. 

“Hey”, Hunter responds, nodding at us. 

I give him a nod in return. 

“Hey, what you me- you guys are brothers?” Dustin says quickly, his tone is a little questioning but not rude, just surprised. I still nudge his side for his bluntness. 

 “We're adopted,” Hunter answered, his tone and facial expression saying he’s used to that reaction. 

 “Oh, right. Oh, cool.” Dustin stammers for a second before quickly moving to change the subject, “Well, my name's Dustin. I haven't seen you guys out here before. Where's the home track“ 

“Uh- we come down from-“ Blake starts to answer before Hunter cuts him off.

“You wouldn't have heard of it,” Hunter says quickly, shaking his head and shutting down the question. Dustin’s ever-eternal smile drops a little, his arm on my shoulder tensing. 

My eyes squint a bit in response, giving Hunter a look up and down. Ok, maybe not cute then. 

“Easy bro.” Blake lightly reprimands, before easing the tension with, “And he wonders why we don't have any friends.”

It doesn’t work as well as it’s intended to, I can tell Dustin’s still a little uncomfortable and I am too. I uncross my arms and lift my left hand to grab his hand that’s at my left shoulder, interlocking our fingers and squeezing his hand. I let my arm dangle there, still holding each other. Dustin eases again.

“Hey, listen, man, you were pretty fast out there before,” Blake adds, still trying to make up for his brother’s brashness. 

Dustin doesn’t seem to believe him though. 

“Yeah right man, I must be giving up a couple seconds a lap to you guys-“ He’s barely finished his sentence when Hunter quips,

“You get too much air on your jumps. It slows you down.” 

Dustin seems taken aback by this statement.

Blake shrugs, making a face that says ‘well yeah’ before he says, “He's right. Dark and brooding, but right.” 

Dustin looks down at me, almost like he’s asking if I’m hearing or believing what they're saying.

“Well don’t look at me.” I say, giving a slight chuckle, “I was watching you, not your time.” 

Dustin rolls his eyes, “I don’t even know why I bring you here, honestly.” 

“Oh please, you bring me here to help you meet cute new friends” I smile before turning back to Hunter and Blake. I give a little gasp, acting shocked and adding, “Oh look! I found some” I wink at them, flashing a smile. Their eyebrows raise in response, Hunter huffing a bit of a laugh.

“That is not why I bring you here” Dustin declared, shaking his head, still looking at me. 

“No, but maybe it should be, just take a look” I tease, reaching my right hand up to move his face in the brother’s direction. Dustin laughs, completely detaching himself from me and swatting my hand away. He’s flustered because he knows he agrees, they are cute. 

“Alright, alright, enough” He puts his hand out in front of him, making space. 

The two brothers are laughing a bit, looking amused, before Blake says, “Listen, uh, what are you guys doing now? You want to follow us?“

 “Um, actually man, can we take a rain check? We gotta be somewhere.” Dustin sighed, seeming a little bummed. Ah yes, training is no joke. Shane will literally end us if we’re late. 

“Yeah, but totally next time” I agree, tossing Dustin his water. 

“Yeah. No worries.” Hunter stands up, bumping his fist against Dustin’s chest plate, winking at me and saying, “Next time.” Before walking away. 

“Yeah, cool. Next time.” Dustin and I turn to head back towards Kelly and the van. 

“Later,” Blake calls after us, our backs already to him. 

“Oh, he was so hitting on us,” I tell Dustin, hitting his bicep with the back of my hand before grabbing his hand. “Hunter” I clarify. 

“No way, man” Dustin laughs out, then seeming to think about it goes, “Wait, you really think so?” 

“Yes!” I say, enthused, giving his arm a jostle.

“I think he was hitting on you, not us” He chuckles, slightly shaking his head.

“He eyed you once or twice, I’m sure of it” I assured. 

“Whatever dude, let’s hurry up, I don’t need any more late-to-training punishments” Dustin replied, using our conjoined hands to pull me towards the van faster. 

“I’m only letting you change the subject because if you’re late, I’m late” I groaned, moving to keep up with him.