"Of Course Chewie Loves The Hat You Made Him, Rose. It’s So Sweet Of You, Thanks."

Captain Marvel

hannah/kim + ivy league (for mrs-pants47)

The university grounds and old, stone buildings are icy and cold, buried under heaps of crisp white snow. Luckily, Professor Hannah Milton’s office is warm and cozy: so cozy, in fact, that she’s not as focused on her students’ essays as she should be.

Instead, she’s entertaining a few ideas on how to spend such a lovely evening. And they all seem to involve the university soccer coach whose office lies just across the hall.

Pushing the papers aside, she decides it may not be such a bad idea to just go say hello to her neighbor. And to see where things might lead, if nudged in the right direction.

Once again Captain Marvel

Ms. Marvel by Mike Mckone

hi! i was wondering if you wrote spnfemslash? and if so would you write for hannah/kim(10x02reichenbach-towtrucktarapratt)? please&thanks for your time :D

oh hell yeah i love hannah/tow truck lady.

Kim should be more wary of these people, she knows she should—but…the guy is clearly very sick and the woman is, well, adorable.

It can’t hurt all that much to let them stay the night at least. She’ll just make sure her daughter is safe and that the few nice possessions they own are safely stored in her room. Really, these strange people look absolutely harmless.

"I don’t understand the surprise," Hannah says the moment Kim walks inside after parking her truck. The guy’s already passed out on the couch, and Hannah is holding the pan of three bean surprise in her arms.

"I’m sorry, what? Oh! The surprise, like the suprise in the three bean surprise?"

"Yes. What is the surprise?"

Hannah looks down at the dish in intense concentration, and Kim has to stifle a laugh. She wishes she knew what planet this lady came from. “Don’t worry about it, it’s delicious. I promise. Here, let me heat it up for you.”

Their hands brush as Kim takes the dish, and she can’t help but notice that Hannah’s skin is freezing.

"Oh my god, are you all right?" she asks as she scoops some of the food onto a plate to microwave.

"What makes you believe I am not?"

"Your hands—they’re freezing. Here, there’s blankets in the living room. Go make yourself comfortable and I’ll bring you the food."

"But I—"

“Go. I promise I’ve got this covered.”

When Kim comes into the living room a few minutes later, Hannah is sitting completely rigid on the recliner, and she has a blanket draped across her legs awkwardly. Yeah, definitely from another planet.

"Uh, earth to Hannah? You still in there?" Kim asks playfully, maneuvering so she’s in the other woman’s line of vision.

Hannah’s eyes dart toward Kim’s, and god, they’re nothing if not piercing. Kim swallows.

"Yes, I am still in this vessel. Is the food ready to be consumed now?"

Vessel? Consumed? What? “Um, yes. Go ahead and eat. Careful, the plate’s hot. Whenever your friend wakes up you can heat some up for him, too. I left a plate in the microwave so all you have to do is hit the button.”

Hannah stares down at the plate in her hands with wide, curious eyes. “Thank you,” she says sincerely.

"Of course. Uh, well, I guess I’ll let you two alone now. I’m going to go catch some shut-eye, so feel free to make yourself at home and stay until morning. There’s an extra bed through that door over there if you don’t want to sleep on a couch."

Kim’s not sure Hannah heard a word she just said, considering she’s taking excruciatingly small bites of the three bean surprise and making squinty, confused faces as she chews. “I don’t sleep,” is the only answer she gives.

Kim really should ask more questions, and she really would if Hannah wasn’t so damn endearing. “All right, well, have a nice night anyway. Holler if you need anything.”

It’s awkward to say the least, but that’s not what keeps Kim tossing and turning all night. She can’t get those curious blue eyes and that intense stare out of her head. Geez, she really needs to get out more often. The only men and women she ever meets are the frenzied or weird people whose cars she tows in the middle of the night. Not really a strong foundation for being attracted to the “right” people.

She swears she’s only been in bed for three or four hours when she hears a clanging sound coming from the kitchen. That jolts her awake pretty quick, and she runs out in her pajamas to find Hannah picking up a pot off the floor and putting it on the stove.

"Hiya, what are you doing?" Kim greets.

Hannah turns abruptly and looks guilty. “I thought I might attempt to make breakfast. But I have no experience with this.”

Kim huffs a laugh and walks over to the stove. “I can do it. Your friend still asleep?”

In answer, Kim hears her daughter talking loudly from the living room, and then a man’s voice chuckles softly. Both she and Hannah gravitate toward the sound and watch the man interact with Frankie.

"That’s a good guy you got there," Kim says because she’s not an idiot and she knows what’s going on here.

"What?" Hannah asks, and there’s that confused expression again.

"Oh. You’re not…?"

"Oh, well, no—Castiel and I are…we are not…"

"It’s OK, I get it. You don’t have to explain yourself."

Hannah smiles shyly then, and Kim thinks it might be because she really likes this “Castiel.” But instead of saying anything else about him, she says, “You’re very kind.”

"Um, yeah, uh—thank you. You’re not so bad yourself."

Hannah tilts her head to the side a little. “Is ‘not so bad’ a good thing?”

Kim laughs outright at that. “Yes. Yes, Hannah, it is. How ‘bout I teach you how to make breakfast?”

Hannah’s smile returns. “Yes, that would be not so bad.”

An hour later, they’ve both got flour in their hair and grease on their hands, but breakfast is finally ready. Before they go into the living room to join Castiel and Frankie, Kim decides she’s feeling bold today and reaches out to tuck a loose lock of Hannah’s hair behind her ear.

"Thank you," Hannah answers shyly.

"You know, if you’re ever in the area again…"

Hannah squints, but then her eyebrows go up in understanding. “I am not sure I understand exactly what you’re implying.”

There’s a pause, and Kim resists the urge to run away. She’s just about to rescind her invitation when Hannah continues—

"But we can exchange phone numbers if you would like."

Kim drops a hand to Hannah’s shoulder and says, “Yeah. Yeah, I would like that.”

Hannah x Kim AU where Hannah and Kim own a studio together, teaching kids and adults alike the art of dance and how to perfect it.

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-Hannah x Kim (10.02)For mrs-pants47 (You asked for a goddess AU I'm sorry)

Kim noticed the woman’s beauty a she picked her up at the side of the road, her and that unusual man. The couple had seemed nice, silent the whole journey back to her home. She had felt almost relieved though, finding out that the two of them weren’t together. Was she jealous? Little did she know that both the man and woman in her care were creatures beyond anything she had imagined.

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hannah/kim :)

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Thank you for the prompt either way :)

“C'mon, Hannah, you’d love it,” Cas encouraged as they walked over to the auditorium. Nervously, Hannah shuffled her alongside Castiel, not too eager to join him. For weeks, he’d been begging her to join the Queer Club, but Hannah had politely declined every time. Sometimes it was apin how pursuasive Cas could be.

“I’m not going to fit in,” Hannah sighed, looking at some of the other kids walking towards the theatre. Cas was taking them there early, to introduce Hannah to some of his friends, but there were still other people turning up. Cas stopped them both in the hallway, grabbing hold of of both of Hannah’s delicate hands.

“Han, they accept gender queer people, they accept ace aro people, you’re gonna be fine, alright?” Cas smiled gently, squeezing her hands. “Please, just come with me.” Sighing, Hannah bit her lip and carried on walking to the auditorium.

There were about 300 seats in the theatre, and about ten of them were filled with various groups of students just milling around. Hannah’s eyes scanned the seats, searching for someone she knew. On the third row, Sam Winchester was sat talking to a girl with brown hair that was pinned up. She knew him as one of Cas’ friends, and was glad she had someone to talk to beside Castiel.

As she turned to the front, Hannah found herself face to face with a red head wearing a Harry Potter shirt. She had a broad smile on her face.

“Hey! I’m Charlie, you’re Hannah, right?” Charlie greet excitedly. Without warning, she pulled Hannah into a strong hug. “I run the club, with my girlfriend - Dorothy.” Charlie pointed to the girl sat beside Sam, who winked when she saw Charlie looking at her. Seemingly swooning, Charlie placed her hand on her heart and smiled gratefully.

“Yes, I’m Hannah,” she smiled brightly at Charlie. “Cas finally convinced me to come.” Charlie laughed loudly, slapping her hand on Hannah’s upper arm. Behind her, Cas started chortling too.

Soon, both straightened up. Some things were happening around them, more people turning up and the projector screen was lowering. Dorothy yelled something to Charlie about starting up, and she nodded in reply.

“So we don’t expect you to come out right away, it doesn’t matter what you identify as but we’d rather you be comfortable before telling us anything,” Charlie explained quietly, while someone else flciked the projector on. “But, if you’re okay with it, would you like to introduce yourself to the rest of the guys.”

Hannah shakily nodded, looking around at the growing audience. There weren’t many more people than when they first came in, but it was still pretty large crowd. She was nervous to speak in front of them all, but Cas said they were all nice people. It would be nice to have a lot of friends.

In the front row, there was a girl with a round face and dark hair tied up in a pony tail, smiling as she chatted to some others. Hannah’s heart skipped a beat as she looked on. The girl, whoever she was, was beautiful. She caught herself staring as Castiel coughed loudly at her. When Hannah turned to face him, she found a suggestive smirk on his face.

“That’s Kim,” Cas nodded towards the girl. “She’s the one that organises all the outings. Her family own the auto shop on the east of town, they’ve got a mini bus they let us borrow.” Though Cas’ information was generally relevant, Hannah stopped listening after Kim’s name was revealed. Kim. Her name fitted her look so perfectly, Hannah couldn’t believe. Hannah’s staring was soon interrupted again, this time by Charlie who was now holding a mic.

“Hannah, move this way a bit,” Charlie whispered, gesturing to the centre of the stage. Once her and Hannah were in the spotlight, Charlie nodded and the microphone clicked on with a soft humming of feedback. Everyone suddenly stopped their conversations to look to the front. “Hey guys, so we’ll get the meeting under way in a second, but first I’d like to introduce Hannah.” As the students began to clap, Charlie passed the mic to Hannah.

“Hi, I’m Hannah,” she said. The situation was extremely overwhelming and she couldn’t think of a single thing to say about herself. Nervously laughing, Hannah’s eyes swept the audience, hoping inspiration would strike. Then her eyes settled on Kim, and she found confidence from somewhere in the back of her mind. “I’m Cas’ friend, from when we were younger. I like playing chess, musicals, gardening. Carmilla is my favourite show, well web series. I’m not really that interesting, but I would like to make friends with you guys.”

The audience applauded. Hannah quickly handed the mic back to Charlie before skulking to the third row, where Cas had chosen to sit. Charlie continued the rest of the presentation with the help of Dorothy. She wasn’t really paying attention, so she had no idea what was really happening.

It surprised her when Dorothy suddenly yelled about bringing out the drinks.

People had divided up into social groups again, leaving Hannah awkwardly trailing behind Castiel. Sam was also with them, talking to Cas about some sort of video game that had just come out. Not interested, Hannah found herslef with nothing to do until Charlie walked over with Dorothy in tow. Dorothy offered Hannah a paper cup with orange dilute in it.

“So how are you liking things so far?” Charlie asked, before taking a bite of a biscuit. Hannah nodded, gazing straight at Kim as she mimed something. Charlie followed her line of sight, smirking when she saw what she was staring at.

“Yeah, I’m really liking the whole thing,” Hannah replied absently, eyes still trained on Kim. With raised eyebrows, Charlie jabbed Hannah’s arm, finally capturing Hannah’s full attention.

“Go talk to her,” Charlie smiled. Jaw gaping as she tried to protest, Hannah shook her head with a firm no.

“She’s not scary,” Dorothy laughed. Hannah blushed, her face turning a deep shade of red. She was about to turn around and run away when Dorothy yelled up. “Kim, we need logistics!”

Kim was there within a second, same wide grin still plastered on her face. Dorothy kept Kim talking for a few seconds, asking about the minibus while Charlie kept Hannah still by holding her hand. Once Dorothy had finished her speech, she gently pushed Kim towards Hannah and slipped away, closley followed by Charlie, then Sam, then Cas. Hannah was the only one left.

“Hey, you’re the new kid, aren’t you,” Kim raised her eyebrows, looking Hannah up and down. She felt slightly self concious and pulled her sleeves down over her hands. “It’s cool you like chess. My Grandpa taught me to play, but I don’t like playing competitively.” Hannah nodded, so nervous she couldn’t speak.

They stood for a few minutes in awkward silence, but Kim made no effort to move away. Hannah could feel her face of fire, guessing her cheeks were glowing red. After a while, Kim slowly slided closer to Hannah, and soon their bodies were touching at the side. Hannah took a deep breath.

“Do you want to go out with me sometime?” She muttered, not looking Kim in the eye. Frowning, Kim gingerly pulled Hannah’s chin until they were facing each other.

“I’d love to,” Kim smirked. Fingers still clasping Hannah’s face, Kim leaned in a placed a wet kiss on the tip of her nose. “I’ll pick you up Saturday at 7?” Hannah eagerly nodded, face cooling as she calmed a little. Kim kissed her once more on the cheek, before winking and bounding to another group of friends. Hannah didn’t even realise, still reveling in the faint press of lipstick on her cheek.

Queer club had been worth it after all.

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