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The very thought of you//jim&spock

jim’s smug smile was witnessed by every prefect that approached him tonight. he was now a TA so every prefect that jumped on him like white on rice, cause he was walking in the middle of the hall after free roam hours, sighed in disappointment at the silver indicator pin on his robes. they all were thinking the same thing ‘ i CAUGHT jim kirk ! ‘ followed by ‘ who the HELL wants him for a TA?’ 

obviously he had extra free roam hours do to his new responsibilities but tonight was not about looking up things for Lucifer. in fact he had turned in his notes far before the bell rang. no jim was on a mission. he had a small bottle of fire whisky in one pocket and a small box from honey dukes in the other. he knew that he wasn't very romantic and he got slight anxiety at the thought but....it was close Spock and his one year anniversary. of all the cheesyness him and spocks first date (if you can call being bid on a date) was valentines day. 

 he knew that if he went out on that night it would be harder to get away with so he decided to ‘pre-game’ so to speak. making his way to spocks room he felt his heart flutter. he’s never been the one to give chocolates only receive.he hoped spock liked mint and salted caramel or at the very least wasn't allergic. 

[kingofslytherin]

Information Central || Crowley & Spock

Crowley’s fingers tap impatiently against the desk as he stares at the ingredients laying out in front of him. He had everything to create the stone. Now he just has to make it. Problem is, Castiel was the one with that information. 

“Bullocks.” He hisses as he moves away from the desk. Castiel was going to be under heavy watch from Winchester. No he needs to find another way to get the information he needs to create the stone. “How can I create the Philosopher’s stone without that bloody bird?” 

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so what else can those hands do?//jim&spock

jim sifted his way through the loud insanity that was the great hall during lunch hour. his team mates wanted him to sit and talk strategy and some girls where trying to get him to play truth or dare but to be honest it was one of those days where popularity was more like a job than enjoyable. besides as he sat and got bombarded by gryffindor’s his mind was on a particular ravenclaw. he was disappointed however to find that once he made it over to the other houses tables his (boyfriend,friend with benefits...soulmate eh he’ll figure it out later) tall,green and handsome man wasn't there. so he headed out of the hall feeling a’little deflated until he had a great idea , he would head to the tower and see if Spock was there instead. 

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dream a’little dream of me//Jim &Spock

you’d think  this was the time of year where Jim Kirk would have endless amount of options for dates. i mean all during the school year he was getting love notes and blushes from everybody so he must have it good on the day of love right? well not exactly. After a semester of people confessing and him letting them down and being the one night stand kinda guy he was ,with the exception of first years most everybody knew that unless you wanted a quick fling or fuckbudies Jim was the resident narcis .

but what’s ironic is it isn't about ‘he couldn't find some one up to his standards’ there where more than enough good natured souls whom were after his affections. no it was him. And that’s not even the b.s line no its not you its me, it was actually him. as much as he didn't like to admit it Jim was alot like his mom when it came to emotions and that...bothered him. he was afraid the second that he let somebody in, things would go from romance to resentment, happiness to heart ache he was so paranoid of being alone that he made sure if anyone broke his heart it would be him first. so he could be...okay with it. so he would have no one to blame but himself. besides at this age sex should just be about fun, its recreation at its finest some people got that most didn't though .

entering this year’s date auction on a bet from his team was his way of making an ironic joke. not only did it give him a good reason to turn down all the professions of unconditional love form those who haven't hear the rumors that he is a heart breaker already, but everybody wants this day to be about sincerity and true love so nobody would bid for him. it was a win win saved himself from heart-break/ didn't have to deal with admirers.

so it shocked him when he got down from the stage to hear that somebody actually bid on him, and not just a hug or a kiss but a full date. who could want him Mr.noncommittal on the day of commitment?

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Check-Mate//Spock&Sherlock

Sherlock was board. but not the kind of board that was solved by a quick experiment or a few shot’s. It was the type of board that meant business , a board that numbed from the neck up. he shifted from one place to another in the Ravenclaw common room. boring windowsill , boring book selection, boring tower. 

after about a good strait hour of moping about he came across an old wizards chess set. and of course with everyone out viewing the current Ravenclaw vs Gryffindor quittage match it only was logical that he play himself.

as he got deeper into his game , he became quite boisterous. The curly haired boy huffing out curses and grunts attempting to find away to challenge but always ending at a stalemate.