#grant gustin drabble

[gali-la]

For the fic writers’ ask:

47. If [insert fic] was a pair of shoes, what kind would it be? Describe the shoes.

48. What’s the last fic you read? Do you recommend it?

49. What are you currently working on? Share a few lines if you’re up for it!

50. Answer any question of your choice, or talk about anything you want to talk about!

Plus 37 and 38.

only answer the ones you feel like answering (and only if you want to!)

Thank you for the ask!! So many omg im gonna love this

#47: If [insert fic] was a pair of shoes, what kind would it be? Describe the shoes.

Hmm. Let's go with the last fic i posted for this, just for funsies. If Marked as His was a pair of shoes, they would be... a pair of those big, shiny, black demonias, yanno? a set of these bad boys—

which, actually, I just learned that these are called Gravedigger 250, which is very fitting. I want some now

#48: What’s the last fic you read? Do you recommend it?

Oh, actually, the last fic i read was not one piece! I was feeling nostalgic and who can resist combo grant gustin and wentworth miller? Not me, that's for sure.

Well, truth be told, I was reading two at the same time—Timeless and Love Me, my two absolute favorite fics for this fandom and this pairing <3 i'm not gonna ramble about that since it's less one piece, which is what i'm mostly about these days, so moving on...

#49: What are you currently working on? Share a few lines if you’re up for it!

I'm doing a lot of zine work! However, there's a couple that i am more than happy to talk about!!

I've got one that's thanks to the optwt4gaza on twitter—a Kaido/Doffy focused fic that takes place pre-canon, though i guess it's a little canon divergent. I do love putting Doffy through all the wringers XD

Another is for my Bad Things Happen Bingo Card! I have a request form live for it rn, and this is (way overdue) the product of one of them! It's for the prompt "hospital stay", and I got a lovely crocorosi prompt from @gendervapor14~

"It was just as well, since moments after he laid back down, there were sounds of chaos just outside his door. Heavy footsteps followed by lighter ones, a protesting voice and snapped retorts, before silence. He couldn’t hear what they were saying, but they spoke in hushed tones, and then the lighter footsteps moved away. A nurse, maybe? But he still didn’t understand what was going on. Everything was made abruptly clear when the door to his room swung open for the second time since he had been conscious. In the doorway stood— “Crocodile?!”  The man stood in the doorway, frozen, more disheveled than Rosinante had ever seen him. Strands of hair fell in disarray around his face, loosened from their usual slicked-back style. His shirt was wrinkled and untucked, his vest didn’t match his pants, and were those—was he wearing mismatched coffee and carob-colored shoes? What the hell?"

This is my favorite bit so far. it just makes me giggle <3

#50: Answer any question of your choice, or talk about anything you want to talk about!

oooo, question of my choice. let's see...

I'm gonna go with #17: What highly specific AU do you want to read or write even though you might be the only person to appreciate it?

Listen, I've had a Weakness™ for this movie since the dang day I saw it, and that's Pacific Rim. Every fandom i join/read fics for, I search for Pacific Rim aus. I've written a whole bunch but never published them, because i never feel like they're good enough for what i have in mind. They're intoxicating, and yet, an unattainable goal. someday i wanna write a good one that im proud of :)

#37: Promote one of your own “deep cut” fics (an underrated one, or one that never got as much traction as you think it deserves!). What do you like about it?

promo time! I'm gonna go with my one of fav fics I've written so far—Shared Cigarettes. It's based off of two other works that are absolutely gorgeous, so check those out as well if you take a peek <3

It's a corabelle fic! It was a fun lil drabble i used to explore prose, and I'm really happy with how it turned out. It does have that "doomed by the narrative" aspect to it, though, so beware XD

#38: Did any of your fics get surprisingly popular (whatever that means to you)? Which ones? Why do you think they were so successful?

yeah, actually! It's this one: Nightmare, which is basically just lil luffy going to Doffy and croc for comfort after he has a nightmare. It got waaaaaay more popular than i ever expected, especially for being so short!! I do love it, and it's one of the earliest OP fics i ever posted, so this really boosts my morale whenever I feel a lil down in the dumps <3

Thank you for the lovely questions! <3 these are so much fun to think about

(dang this post got long. Here's the questions if anyone wants to ask away/reblog for themselves!)

[winchester-with-wings]

ok here's hoping that you see this message. idk what's been happening lately but I swear someone cast a spell and pulled me back into my 2015 phase, which means my grant gustin/flash middle school obsession is back and VERY strong. I have been reading EVERYTHING in you're barry allen masterlist, and I just have to say that you are a GODSEND, and your writing (head canons, fics, drabbles, all of it) is so beautiful. I'm literally trying to restrict myself from reading everything too fast, but it's so hard 😭😭 I was reading your last post about how you fell out of love with writing fanfics, and trust me, I get that 100%. But if you ever decide to get back into it, believe me, I will be here, and I appreciate you. I appreciate you either way because the fics in you're master list are works of art and I'm already rereading them.

oh god, I've been saving this in my inbox for almost a year. @honeyteanocoffee your message has been so sweet and made me happy to read every now and then. It's so fun when those moods and fixations come back and you rediscover phases and interests from the past. I wish I could get back into it too. I'm so glad that people are still reading and enjoying my stories! it's definitely one of the greatest motivations to write, knowing that something I write can resonate or reach people long after I've written them too.

I recently got sucked back in to my Hugh Jackman obsession from back when Xmen came out. Hugh Jackman and his wolverine character specifically mean soooo much to me that I'm actually kind of scared about giving into the fixation too much. it's overwhelming. But hey...guess what...I did some writing for the first time in forever! and it was wolverine smut! Not sure if that's a character you like but keep an eye out for when I finally post it! :)

[whyiwrite]

"Playing hero again? How many times do I have to tell you that I don't need saving?"

[fandomimaginestrash]

Showtime - Grant Gustin x Reader

Prompt: Can you do a grant gustin imagine we're the reader is a singer and grant and all the other casts of all the other dctv shows (arrow, supergirl, legends of tomorrow) all decide to go to one of her concerts and grant kind of falls in love with her when he sees her A/N: Oops, this one has been sitting partially written for a fair few months now. Had some major writers block and ended up taking it in a completely different direction. Pretty happy with how it turned out, given that I haven’t written for Grant in a while!

You were getting ready for the biggest show of your career so far. Your band had really started to take off. Your manager had booked a gig in Vancouver; normally you would only play to smaller crowds however this time you were playing the biggest stadium of your career.

Tickets had sold out unusually quickly. Unfortunately the smaller arena you had originally booked wasn’t available for you to add extra dates. That’s when your management team had decided to move across town to the football stadium.

“It’s time!” You heard your drummer say as she stuck her head around the dressing room door. “Are you ready?” She asked. “Yeah, just give me a sec.” You smiled back as you looked into the mirror above your dressing table. You could see the nerves radiating out of your body. Breathing heavily, you turned on your heels. “Ready as I’ll ever be!” you said, partly to the girl still stood in your doorway, partly to yourself.

The two of you started walking towards the stage, collecting the other two members of your band along the way. When you got to the side of the stage, there were various people waiting for you, waiting to fit your earplugs and their packs.

There were another four stagehands waiting right at the curtain, the first handed Rosie, your drummer, her drumsticks as she made her way out onto the stage. The sound of the roaring crowd engulfed you. Rosie sat at her drum kit and began to tap out a beat. The crowd started to clap and chant in time with the beat. Next up was Lilly, the bassist and your best friend for as long as you can remember. She grabbed her bass before walking out onto the stage, taking her place on the far side. Matching Rosie’s beat with a bassline. Third up was Jessie, Rosie’s sister, the youngest member of the quintet and the lead guitarist. She grabbed her guitar and timidly made her way onto the stage. As the youngest by a fair few years, she was also the most nervous. Taking her place adjacent to Lilly, she began to strum along.

The crowd started to go wild, knowing that you were up next. Your microphone was already centre stage. You took another deep breath. “Okay, let’s do this” you whispered to yourself as you were handed your guitar by the final stagehand and made your way out to the adorning crowd.

“Vancouver!” You shouted over the screaming, “Are you ready to rock?” The crowd erupted, the beat you walked on stage to, began to change into your instantly recognizable first hit single.

***

You couldn’t believe how well the show went. After the encore your whole band joined you front and centre for one final bow before the stage went dark and the house lights came on. Once the stage lights had gone off, the four of you ran back to your dressing rooms, knowing you had around 20 minutes to get changed and freshen up before the backstage meet and greet. Other than performing, this was your favourite part of the job.

As you made your way to the backstage area, you started thinking of ways you could start conversations with fans. It was natural for them to be nervous and sometimes, just sometimes there were those few people who were so worried about saying the wrong thing that they would wait for you to speak first. A feeling you knew all too well.

For the most part, the meet and greet went swimmingly. The only disaster was when a young girl, maybe thirteen or so tripped and spilt water down you. She wasn’t too close so only a tiny amount made it onto your jeans, which were black anyway. The poor girl couldn’t stop apologising – even though you kept telling her it didn’t matter. There weren’t many people around so you took a quick photo with her, gave her a hug and had a chat.

That’s when they walked in. One thing you had never shied away from was how much of a nerd you were. Attending every convention you could, the perfect opportunity to express your inner nerd and not be recognised. You had only ever seen him from afar before, but now, now he was so close.

“Hey,” he said making his way over to you, “I’m G-” “Grant Gustin,” you finished his sentence, “I’m a huge fan!” your face couldn’t contain your smile. The rest of the group he was with started making their way over to where you were standing, frozen and star-struck. “I guess I don’t need to introduce these guys then?” He laughed. “I guess not,” you responded. In turn, the others hugged you and congratulate you on such a great show.

After chatting with them for what felt like hours, your security team began to gather up you and your bandmates, telling you time was up and you had to vacate the venue in order to make it to your hotel before it got too dark. So you said your goodbyes to everyone left in the room and made your way out.

“Guys,” Grant said turning on his heels to face his friends, “I think I’m in love.”

[hannigramsss]

| feels like coming home

battinson / grant!flash

a/n: i saw batman on friday and i wanted to write smth as gay as possible cause the movie got me out of my creative block 😭 be careful of any potential spoliers if you haven't seen the movie yet!!

don’t ask what this is cause ion know either, i deadass thought of how interesting batflash's dynamic would be with battinson and grant!flash - especially with the fluff and angst lmaoo

AU: after the events of the movie (obviously excluding selina and bruce’s relationship for batflash with some tweaks to the movie's plot, i.e: like riddler almost flooding the city and the movie’s time being modern compared to the early to mid 2000s so it can be congruent with barry’s existence in this fic 🙄👊), bruce comes home to barry.

not that his worry was unnecessary, it's that bruce wasn't used to it. he wasn't used to anyone caring about him, not since he was a kid anyways.

not that his worry was unnecessary, it's that bruce wasn't used to it. he wasn't used to anyone caring about him, not since he was a kid anyways.

he wasn't used to someone as eccentric, vibrant, kind, loving as barry. he was practically like a golden retriever. the speedster was a welcome change to bruce's...lack of a personal life, to put it lightly.

"bruce!" barry called from the bottom of the stairs. all bruce could register was the blur of red and yellow, the rush of wind sending papers littered around the dining table nearby to the floor.

then a second later, bruce was tackled into a tight hug - the force of hug sending him stumbling back just a bit.

he let out a quiet grunt, "barry," he whispered weakly, his half-lidded eyes fluttering as he watched barry pull away, he took one of his delicate hands to press to his chest, letting his body loosen from tension. he shut his eyes momentarily.

he felt so, so tired.

bruce felt barry let go, his hands cupping his cheeks to gently peel off the cowl.

the cool air of the room hit bruce's face, his eyes adjusting against the breeze once he reopened them. the mascara he wore tracked down his cheeks - accentuating his bruised, exhausted features. bruce's gloved hands reached up to grasp barry's much smaller, warmer ones in his own.

barry leans in to steal a kiss, long and tender.

once he pulls away, he gazes up at bruce - lips tugged into a small frown, brows knitted in concern. "you look tired, bruce. dealing with the riddler must've been rough," he murmured. "yeah," bruce merely hums in reply.

"you should let me help more often, y'know." barry's frown deepened. bruce shook his head, "no. you have central city to protect. i have to keep gotham safe on my own. i'll be fine." he assured firmly.

barry sputters, pulling away.

bruce winces.

"babe, riddler would've nearly flooded the city if you didn't stop the bombings in time! you could've died today. you can't just-" barry snaps, before he cuts himself off with a sigh - tearing his gaze away from bruce.

he took a moment to steady himself. placing his hands on his hips. he looks back up at bruce, "you can't act as if you don't care about what happens to you. people care about you. i care about you. sometimes i can't help but wonder what it'll take for you to see that." he rasps.

"i know, sweetheart." bruce nodded, gaze softening.

"no, you don't!" barry retorted. "sometimes, i get afraid. sometimes, i think you won't ever come home. how can you live like this? knowing that you'll die because of how careless you're being." the blonde pressed on.

"i do care, barry. i know you're scared, i understand. i only do this to keep the city safe. i promise i'll never let anything happen to me, especially you. i could never forgive myself if something happened to you. i can't risk losing people i love." bruce said calmly. barry opens his mouth as if he was to going to say something, but decides against it.

barry sighs deeply, "bruce..." he tapered off. "i'm sorry." he looked away for a beat, letting his shoulders sag.

bruce frowns, "for what? are you sulking because you know i'm right?" he chuckles wryly, watching as barry lets a short sweet laugh escape his lips.

"shut up," he huffs. bruce pulls him closer.

"mhm. but, there isn't any need to apologize. it's okay to be angry, darling. i know i haven't been the smartest recently," he attempts to joke with a small smile, despite barry still seeming to look uneasy.

“oh, it's fine - don't dwell on this for now. let's try to relax, okay?" bruce suggested softly.

barry nods, "alright…if you say so,” he mustered a thin smile.

“yeah,” bruce replies. barry rolled his eyes, dropping a kiss to bruce’s forehead.

“you have such a way with words,” he comments wryly, pressing his forehead against bruce’s own.

“sure i do, barry.” bruce said flippantly, eliciting a chuckle from the younger man. “i hate you sometimes, you know that?” he jokes.

“whatever you say,” bruce shot back teasingly. barry laughs, low and warm.

after a beat, barry pulls away - blinking up at bruce with a smile playing at his lips. “i love you, bats.” he whispers, inching closer to kiss him deeply.

“love you too, barry.” bruce spoke once they broke away for air, voice velvety and sincere.

to bruce, barry feels like home.

[blackcoffee85]

Tender Moments Drabble #18: Doppelgänger

This one is dedicated to my dear friend, Rita @ritachacha. I hope you enjoy, love! 

****

“Whatcha watching, Little Blossom?” Maxwell eyes the TV curiously.

"The Flash on the CW. You know, based off The Flash from the DC comics."

"A couple of years of marriage down and you still manage to pleasantly surprise me.” Maxwell slides onto the couch next to Simone.

"Go on..."

"For starters, I didn't know you were a DC universe fan."

"Well, I'm not really watching it for that reason. I think the main character, The Flash, actor Grant Gustin, is very handsome."

"Wait, more handsome than me?"

"Same level of handsomeness." Simone ends with a wink in Maxwell’s direction. "Don't tell me you're jealous of a fictional character, Max."

"Fictional character, actual man." Maxwell relays with a huff, poking his lips down into a frown.

TV Commercial [Voice of Samuel L. Jackson]: “War is a universal language. I know a renegade soldier when I see one. It never occurred to me that one might come from above…”

"Maxwell...MAX!! Hey! Can you hear me?!" Simone yells out as Maxwell's eyes are transfixed on the TV.

"Little Blossom, I'm so sorry! What were you saying?"

"Where was your head just now?"

"On the commercial for Captain Marvel. Not Brie Larson, but her co-star, actress Lashana Lynch. She is one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen."

"Wait, more beautiful than me?"

"Same level of beauty."

Simone playfully crosses her arms over her chest and animatedly throws her back into the couch to slouch down into the cushions.

Maxwell taunts as he pulls his wife into a loving embrace. “Look who’s jealous now.”

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[fanfixsavelives]

Does Your Mother Know? - Barry Allen

Warnings: None. 

Song: Does Your Mother Know? - ABBA

Word Count: 370

A/N: Really short, but a LITTLE better than the last one. Stil not as good lol

You sighed as you watched yet another girl get picked up for a night of fun. As a bartender, you watched a lot of people get taken advantage of, and there was nothing you could do.  

You tried to focus around the loud music that came from the dance floor. Technically, you were too young to be a bartender anywhere, but this place was so desperate, that they hired you without checking identification.

“Hey.” Someone slurred. “Can I get another one of those?”

You spun around to face a kid. He had to be no older then eighteen. His spiky hair, smooth jaw, and fire-y eyes couldn't belong to an adult. You smiled at him, shaking your head.

“Sure.” You nodded, pulling out some non-alcoholic stuff out from underneath the counter.

“You're pretty.” He commented.

You nodded. “Thank you.” You smiled.

“Are you in a relationship?” He asked.

You rose your eyebrows. “I thought I was the one who was supposed to be asking you those questions.”

“I'm only asking, because I would really like to go out on the dates with you.”

You shook your head. “Oh no buddy. No offense, kid... but does your mother know that you're out tonight?” You asked jokingly.

His face grew serious. “My mother died.” He said sadly.

You immediately felt terrible. “I'm so sorry.” You said, giving him the non-alcoholic drink.

He started drinking, not even noticing that the drink was non-alcoholic. “Yeah... and everyone thinks my dad did it. But I know he didn't.”

“What's your name kid?” You asked curiously.

“Barry Allen. And I'm not a kid! I am twenty-six. I am an assistant CSI and owner of Star Labs.”

You nodded. “Can I see some ID?” You asked.

He fumbled around, pulling his wallet out of his pocket. Sure enough, he was legal.  

You made a face and pulled out the heavy stuff. “Well, Barry. I owe you an apology.” You announced, sliding a strong alcoholic drink his way. You took the fruity concoction you had previously made and threw it out. “That won't do near as much for you as this will.” You chuckled.

[i-hope-that-you-burn-in-hell]

Running Home To You

You were being spun around on the dance floor, your dress curling dreamily around your legs. Your husband smiled down at you “hey baby?”

You smiled at him, “yes, Alex?”

“How do you like being Mrs. Hamilton?”

“I love it.”

He smiled at you as the song stopped and he lead you over to the head table. “Remember the night I told you I couldn’t right a song for you because I don’t write happy songs?”

You nodded, looking confused as he backed up toward the center of the room as his best man, John, brought out Alex’s guitar.

Alex grabbed the guitar and sat on a stool that Laf had brought out for him. He took a deep breath as he strummed the first few notes, “this is for you baby.”

......

“Can't say how the days will unfold,

Can't change what the future may hold

But, I want you in it

Every hour, every minute

This world can race by far too fast

Hard to see while it's all flying past

But, it's clear now,

When you're standing here now

I am meant to be wherever you are next to me

All I want to do

Is come running home to you

Come running home to you

And all my life I promise to

Keep running home to you

Keep running home

To you

And I could see it

Right from the start

Right from the start

That you would be

Be my light in the dark

Light in the dark

Oh, you gave me no other choice

But to love you

All I want to do

Is come running home to you

Come running home to you

And all my life I promise to

Keep running home to you

Keep running home

Home to you

Can't say how the days will unfold

Can't change what the future may hold

But, I want you in it

Every hour, every minute”

.......

His voice was smooth and soft, showing every emotion he was usually so careful to hide. Tears were in your eyes as he made his way over to you after the song. His thumbs ran over your cheekbones as he wiped away your tears “I promise you, I will always come running home to you.” He whispered before he kissed you deeply.

It was only a month later that he was deployed to Iran. You worried for him, for his safety. But you held onto his promise, you refused to think of any possibility besides his return.

It was two in the morning when there was a loud knock on the door. You had been up all night, worrying and crying because what if he didn’t come home?

You opened the door slowly, you’re mouth dropping open as you saw who was behind it. You launched yourself into your husbands arms as he stumbled through the door.

“I was so scared you wouldn’t come home” your voice was thick with tears as you cried against his shoulder.

“I told you,” he whispered into your hair, “I’ll always come running home to you”

A/N

HI GUYS! So. I’m so sorry this has taken me so long and I’m so sorry it’s short. But I’ve kinda been in a slump so I hope this helps me get back into writing. Also, what do y’all think about me writing stuff other than Hamilton? I have a Harry Potter fan fiction that I kinda wanna post here but idk...y’all feel free to let me know!!

[nouearth]

ALAN RITCHSON.

♤ ── headcanons & drabbles

✩ the boy next door. [ headcanon | smut ]

GLEN POWELL.

♤ ── fanfics

✩ dancing with wolves. [ fic | smut ]

GRANT GUSTIN.

♤ ── fanfics

✩ love in the making. [ fic | smut ]

HENRY CAVILL.

♤ ── fanfics

✩ red right hand. [ fic | smut ]

JOHN KRASINSKI.

♤ ── fanfics

✩ candy-wasted. [ fic | smut ]

TOM HOLLAND.

♤ ── fanfics

✩ feel the rush. [ fic | smut ] ✩ till we see stars. [ fic | smut ]

ZANE PHILLIPS.

♤ ── fanfics

✩ teach me hard and soft. [ fic | smut ] ✩ till we see stars. [ fic | smut ]

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[poc-movie-supremacy]

Landslides: Lazy days

A.N.: Short(ish) little drabble about one moment of rest in the living of parent! westallen. I hope you guys like it!

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Barry relaxed in his bed reading a book about chemistry. He used to read science fiction books, but Iris got him to stop after he would get mad about the fake science. Nora was at the Diggle’s for a sleepover and the twins were asleep in their room. Iris and Barry decided to take advantage of the quietness in the house to spend time doing nothing, together. 

“Hey honey,” Iris sighed as she ran her hands through her hair. It was thick and curly, framing her face prettily. Gray sweatpants hung low around her hips with a red bralette for her top. Barry’s red-black-white plaid button up was thrown on too. She looked gorgeous, sexy. 

The lucky husband looked up from his book to see his gorgeous wife smiling down on him. Barry was struck dumb for a few minutes, unable to do anything other than doppily gaze at her. Slowly he put his book down. 

Barry wrapped his arms around her waist and pull her towards him. Iris straddled his lap, wrapped her arms around his waist, and nuzzled her head into his chest. His speedster warmth made her almost purr happily and tighten against him. Barry’s unzipped giant black jacket was wrapped and zipped up around both Barry and Iris. She peaked her head up at him and giggled at her husband. 

“You’re so beautiful,” He whispered to her. She ducked her head down in slight embarrassment.

“Never hurts to hear that. I love you Barry West-Allen.”

Barry hummed in agreement, slowly carding his fingers through her hair. “I love you more. The quietness of the house is odd now.”

“I could wake the twins up if that’s what you want.” Iris told him sarcastically.

Barry chuckled at her joke. “Never. Tonight’s for us. How was your day?”

“Better. Booked an interview with Candice Patton, seems like a nice lady over the phone.”

“She’s the actress with the new movie coming out right?”

Iris nodded. “Yeah her and uh... Grant Gustin? I think, they’re doing some period drama about a famous interracial couple.”

Barry’s interest was piqued. “You always liked period dramas, this something you’d wanna see? The kids aren’t a problem anyways, we can find a babysitter.” 

“Sure, it’s a date.” Iris exclaimed giddly.

“Wow I got a date with Iris West!” Barry teased. Iris shook her head at her husband’s antics. She lifted her head so she could look him right in the eyes.

“You get a date.” Kiss on the shell of his ear. He gasps. “You got an engagement.” Kiss on the tip of his nose. “You got a wedding.” Kiss on his eyelids. “You got three kids.” between his eyebrows. “And now you get another date.” Kiss on the lips. It was meant to be a short peck but before she could pull away, Barry gently pulled her face back and kissed her deeply. 

Iris sighed happily into the kiss, making Barry smile. “You got all of me, you lucky lucky man.”

Barry couldn’t agree more. 

[whyiwrite]

“Stop it! Please!” Barry lunges forward. “I’ll do anything you want! Please don’t hurt them!”

Savitar smiles, leaning forward to caress your face. “Oh darling, I’m not going to hurt them.” They press something cold and hard into the Flash’s open palm. “You are.”

[thefastestbot]

New face, new feelings

Inspired by this

If you want more drabbles like this or others like this one, go ahead and send in an ask. 

Also, this might suck and if it does, sorry.

Summary: A knew face comes through the doors. Hotshot is crushing hard. Pairings: Pre-Jetfire/Hotshot, Blurr/Sideswipe Tags: Coffee Shop AU, Trans!Hotshot, Trans!Sideswipe, Barista!Hotshot, Barista!Inferno, Barista!Sideswipe, Owner!Blurr, Airforce!Jetfire

Face Claims: Brent/Hotshot- Randy Harrison Oliver/Jetfire- Jai Courtney Apollo/Inferno- Grant Gustin Skylar/Sideswipe- Tom Holland James/Blurr- Jensen Ackles

Hotshot walked through the door of The Sniper’s Coffee Shop, a small, modest shop that sat on the corner of two streets in the main city of Iacon. He could see that the shop already had customers sitting at the tables. He could see Inferno standing behind the counter, making small talk with the customer as he did his work.

“Hey Inferno.” Hotshot chirped as he walked past the counter and into the back, clocking in, shrugging off his racing jacket, revealing a red shirt, and setting it on the hook. He grabbed his apron and put it on, tying the two strings behind him.

“Glad to see you finally graced us with your presence.” grunted a voice from beside him, making him look.

“I made it on time, didn’t it?” Hotshot grinned at Blurr.

“Barely.”

"Hey, bro.” chirped Sideswipe as he walked up beside Blurr.

“Hey, Swipes.” Hotshot smiled. “Heading home?”

“Yeah. Good luck with rush hour.” Sideswipe turned towards Blurr and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “See you at home.” 

“See you.” Blurr hummed and he and Hotshot watched as Sideswipe walked out and into the main area. Then, Hotshot walked out after giving Blurr another grin and went behind the counter.

“Just in time.” Inferno stated after he handed a steaming cup to a costumer. “Was starting to think you got lost again.”

“Oh, haha.” Hotshot rolled his eyes before moving to his spot and started to take orders. 

For an hour, it was steady, customers going in and out, sitting at the table to sip their coffee and/or eating their sweets. Most of the customers were regulars though there was a few new faces here and there and, overall, it was like any other day.

He heard the bell above the door jingle as someone walked in and Hotshot looked up and seemingly stilled. 

A man was walking in, dressed in a dark grey shirt, military green jacket, same colored pants and black combat boots. He was tall with short, brown hair and blue, almost grey eyes. Overall, Hotshot couldn’t help but think that this guy was....well...breathtakingly handsome.

He walked over to the counter, across from Hotshot, and scanned the menu for a moment before making eye contact with Hotshot.

“Goodday, mate.” The man stated in an Australian accent which almost made Hotshot melt.

“Hello!” Hotshot put on his best smile and cheerful tone. “What can I get for you?”

“An espresso will be fine.”

Hotshot nodded and grab a cup and marker. “Name?”

“Jetfire.” 

Hotshot scribbled the name, figuring that it was a nickname like how Hotshot was his, turned, whipping it up and making sure that everything was correct and turned back around before handing it to Jetfire. “There you go.”

“Thanks.” Jetfire smiled and Hotshot swore that his heart did a flip at the sight of it. The man handed over the money and Hotshot gave him the change and watched as Jetfire made his way back to the door and walking out, disappearing from his sight.

“So...” he suddenly heard Inferno beside him. “What was with the googly eyes?”

“I was not making googly eyes.”

“You totally were.” Inferno teased. “I never saw you look at someone like that before- well, other than Wheeljack.”

Hotshot shot Inferno a look when he mentioned his ex and Inferno held up his hands in surrender. “I’m only saying, it’s been a long time I saw the completely smitten look on your face.”

Hotshot just rolled his eyes and got back to work, but he can’t help but know that his friend was right. 

That doesn’t mean he’d admit to it.

[wonderswritings]

Request Guidelines

I’ve had a lot of people messaging me asking what my guidelines are for requesting because the one I have up does not have enough information on it so I’ve updated my guidelines:

*When you request something, please Be Clear with what you want. I need more than steve rogers smut or fluff? This gives me nothing to write with.

*I reserve the right to reject a request. I try my hardest to write each request I receive but it does get the best of me and I never get around to do it. If you do send in a request and I do not either:  1) know who the person is  2) you hound me repeatedly for the story, on or off anon 3) I’m uncomfortable writing it, I have the right not to write it

*If you request anything NSFW, you MUST be older than 18. I can not stress how important this is.

*I will do oneshots, drabbles, imagines, mood boards, and a short series (if needed)

If you do not follow the guidelines, I WILL delete the request.

Do NOT hound me. I understand asking about, or seeing if I’ve gotten the request because of how stupid Dumblr is, but hounding me to write it and publish it is not going to make me write it any faster or post it and there is a chance that I’ll just delete the ask. 

Here is a list of who I will write for: Marvel: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Thor, T’Challa, Clint Barton, Logan Howlett Supernatural: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester The Walking Dead: Rick Grimes, Daryl Dixon, Jesus DC Comics: Oliver Queen, Barry Allen, Mon-El, Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne Vampire Diaries/Originals: Damon Salvatore, Stefan Salvatore Klaus Mikaelson, Elijah Mikaelson Actors: Chris Evans, Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, Stephen Amell, Grant Gustin, Norman Reedus, Andrew Lincoln

I am willing to write: Marvel: Natasha Romanoff, Bucky Barnes, Pietro Maximoff, Wanda Maximoff, Peter Parker, Loki, Peter Quill Supernatural: Crowley, Rowena, John Winchester The Walking Dead: Carl Grimes, Glenn Rhee, Negan DC Comics: Kara Danvers, Wally West, Sara Lance, Ray Palmer, Nathan Heywood, Leonard Snart, Aquaman Actors: Tom Holland, Chandler Riggs, Daniel Gillies, Chris Hemsworth, Kit Harington,  Jason Momoa   Game of Thrones: Robb Stark, Jon Snow, Tyrion Lannister, Jaime Lannister, Khal Drogo Greys Anatomy: Derek Shepherd, Mark Sloan, Owen Hunt, Alex Karev, Jackson Avery

I will not write: Polyamory, Incest, Smut for Peter Parker, Carl Grimes, Tom Holland and Chandler Riggs

Frequently asked Questions: Do you write person of colors stories? I have never written for a person of color for the simple fact that I wouldn’t know how to write them. There’s differences between a white person and a person of color so I wouldn’t know how to portray them without offending anyone.

How do you feel writing for the LGBTQ community? I am comfortable writing for the LGBTQ community, I just tend not to unless someone requests me to. I do not want to offend anyone so most of my stories the reader is a girl, and a few stories I will do a gender neutral reader

Do you write male x male, female x female? I have written a girl x girl story where the requester asked for Supergirl to be switched as her male counterpart but I wrote it as a girl x girl story. I also have a Black Widow story that hints at a little something in the past which is a girl x girl. If someone requests a specific pairing like male x male or girl x girl, I would have no problem writing it.

How do you write Y/N? Y/N is generally based off of me. I try not to write any descriptive pieces about hair/face/body because not everyone has what I write Y/N to be. If I do describe the appearance it is most always based off of me.

How do you feel about people talking to you either on your post or through your messages/anon? I have no problem with you talking to me. You can talk to me through private messaging if you don’t want it to be public, or you can talk to me through asks. If you send in an anon, I only ask that you are nice and polite. I’ve had to cut off anon and delete a lot of messages I’ve received because of the little assholes who think they’re entitled to be a dick because I haven’t done something that they like. 

Do you have other writing profiles? Wattpad: Marvel_base001

How do you tag? On my side blog @capstags where my tagging system is, I have lists for each thing I write. Anything related to that topic, I tag you in it. I do ask that you reblog or comment to be tagged just because it shows that you are active

Will you put your beliefs/religion in a story you write? No. My religion and beliefs may not be the same as another persons and I do not want to offend anyone.

Do you have a permanent taglist? Originally, no. But recently I made a new taglist that is for permanent tags. That list, well post, is at @capstags and it should be the first post on there. 

Will you write a story for an OC? If I have to. I tend to stay away from having to write OC’s just because of the variety of readers.

Do you write ships? No. I don’t have any interest in writing any type of ships. If I do write a story that involves a character x character story and it just so happens to a be ship, it’s coincidental. I don’t really write stories where the main pairing is a ship.

How long does it take you to upload another story chapter or a new story? I don’t actually have a time frame for when I post an update to a series or a new story. I usually will post a new story when I feel as though my followers feel as though I don’t write enough or posted enough, or when notes have gone down. For my series, it’s mainly whenever I have the next part written, or whenever I actually remember to post it.

You have a lot of discontinued stories on your master list, why? Well, for starters when I started those stories, I was really excited to share them. Then after I posted one or two parts to the story, the enthusiasm I had for it dwindled because of the response I got for it so I just stopped writing it. I have added more discontinued stories to my master list because I know for a fact that I won’t update them and it’s unfair to my readers/followers to have it open where it leaves it open for a possible update when I know I’m not going to. 

Do you do challenges or anything along those lines? I have in the past done a challenge and I had only two people to actually participate. I do ships once in a blue moon but the last ships I did turned out to be a total disaster thanks to some very rude anons. I also participate in other peoples challenges. If it is a challenge that last a year or a few months (like my bingo cards) then I’ll open up a new tallest for that specific challenge, though sometimes I forget to tag that list in those challenges because I have a lot of tag lists. 

Will you ever update your old unfinished series? Honestly, probably not. I started those series because I wanted to write it and then after a while, notes started to go down and I lost motivation to actually continue to write it.

[blackcoffee85]

“I thought about how each night, or even when we take naps together, you sleep with your head on my chest directly over my hippo tattoo. You've done this ever since you snuck into my tent when we went camping after the tea party on Liam's engagement tour.”

Duke Maxwell Percival Beaumont Face Claim: Grant Gustin