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wordstrings · 5 years ago

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(brace yourselves, I’m including the timestamps because these have been sitting forever and you may literally forget ever having sent one of these because they’re from so long ago 😬)

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Anonymous said: March 11th 2014 *Clears throat* Non-canon verse, uni AU probably *strums guitar and takes a deep breath* DUEEEEE TO A COMPUTING errORRR, dean and gabe are stuck as roomatesssssssss, whilesamandcascanbestucktogethertoo that'snotaneccesitybutitwouldbegreaaaaaaaaattttttttt, and veeery soon it turns into something of a friendship BUT THEEEENNNN dean fights with saaAAAM and gabe is like "dude stop being so upset" aND FLUFF HAPPEeeeeeEEEEEEeens! *stands up and bows* tyvm for accepting debriel though like omg <3

I’ve been rewatching some of Supernatural seasons 5 and 6 this past weekend, and it reminded me how much I love and miss Gabriel. I still maintain that Debriel is a super-underrated ship. The manic-chaos potential is *muah*. (see: #Debriel)

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Anonymous said: August 7th 2018 psst... light back tickles while cuddling in bed are pure™ and wholesome™

Good shit good shit good shit

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Anonymous said: September 19th 2018 I love science and go to public seminars as often as I can. I walked in to the most recent one (which I had picked at random), and it was on the science of tickling. There were demonstrations. There were hand gestures and finger wiggling. There were in depth descriptions of the anatomy and physiology behind ticklish spots. It was legitimately your Amateur Production’s fic, and I was Kevin. Worst of all it was 2 hours long. I think I died during it and my soul was sucked into hell.

Uhhhhhh where can I get a copy of the slide deck?? Asking for a friend. (see: #series: Amateur Production)

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Anonymous said: September 23rd 2018 your art skills have me shook in the best possible way

aaaahh thank you! Fun fact: I went to art school and even took illustration as a concentration area but I’ve hardly drawn anything for like ten years. When I do draw, it’s usually because there are feelings that I don’t wanna do words about. (see: #strings does art)

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Halo!anon said: September 27th 2018 A small, sinful part of Castiel had the urge to gloat. It was somewhat dampened by the fact that Dean was still under the impression that being abducted is peak romance."I can't believe you went out of your way to set up our second date!" He'd squealed, as Castiel tightened his restraints. - little excerpt of a sequel to Date Nights with Demons i had planned for months but abandoned. halo!anon

Your demented version of Demon!Dean is so entertaining 😄 (see: Date Nights with Demons)

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Anonymous said: November 6th 2018 Aaaaah your Gabriel / Kali drabble was adorable, I can't help but love seeing our mighty archangel reduced to a mass of giggles, and you write Gabriel so so well <3. I love your writing your stories always brighten my day ^^

It’s so rare for him to let his guard down, isn’t it? But when he does, he has a grand old time of it. :) (see: this drabble)

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sarah-lou-who said: November 8th 2018 1/4 Boo! The ghost of my online presence in the community is peeking its head in because I need help. I don’t have a platform or following to sound an alarm, so I’m using my platonic tumblr wife’s platform and following for me, because that’s what platonic tumblr wives do. Right? Anyway, I’m very actively fixated on Attack on Titan atm. You know this very well. You also know my predicament. I seem to have exhausted the entire supply of tickly AoT content I’m interested in that exists currently. 2/4 So, if you’re willing to publish these for me, I’m crying out into the vast TFB lands hoping that there’s someone out there to answer the call. I am in desperate need of tickly AoT content. I don’t know if anyone around here writes for it much these days. I haven’t found anyone. And I know beggars can’t be choosers, but it can’t be helped; I really only care if Eren is involved. Even better would be Levi, but I haven’t found ANYTHING involving him, so I feel like asking for that is futile. 3/4 I digress. Even after all this time I can’t keep my asks less than 50 parts long. So my goal here is that someone, somewhere, will by chance come across these, and be able and willing to either write fic of the tickly variety for Eren and/or Levi from Attack on Titan, or direct me to someone who can, if they know a person who knows a person who knows a person. (Sidenote, hi anyone who still remembers me! It’s Sarah, the more ticklish half of Leerah. I’m doing good and I miss you!) 4/4 (I hope you’re all doing well!) Thank you for letting me take advantage of your devoted followers, Strings! Love yaaa!!!

Ah, my platonic tumblr wife Sarah returns! (Digitally, anyway. Reality-wise, we hang out all the time and it’s probably very rude of me to have not published this ask for so long!) I keep teasing her that she has a Type, and that is dark-haired sulky badass who’d probably make a wicked ‘ler – AoT Levi, SPN Cas, FMA Roy, etc. So anyway, if anyone knows of somewhere I can point her to find the content she’s (still) craving, lmk!

Anonymous said: October 23rd 2019 I’m sorry if this is invasive in any way, but how is Sarah doing? I’ve been absent from Tumblr for a couple years and I see that her blog is now deactivated. I was just wondering if she’s doing alright and if she’s still around here on a different blog maybe?

See above! She doesn’t have a TFB community blog anymore, but she’s doing well. We’re quarantine buddies and helping each other out a lot. Very kind of you to ask! <3

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Anonymous said: December 2nd 2018 Hi, sorry to bother you but do you know what happened to prodigal-anon’s blog? It seems to have been deleted. Sorry again if you’ve been asked this before

No worries, friend! Here’s an answer for you!

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Anonymous said: December 13th 2018 I LOVE THE LOOPY SERIES! I love it so much, is there any chance you’ll be doing a part four? I’d give anything to see Cas and Dean tickle each other, it would be so cute 😍

Despite all evidence to the contrary, I haven’t entirely stopped writing... and Loopy 4 is one of those unfinished pieces that has seen a few additions lately. :) I’ve learned not to make promises about when something might get finished and posted, but I genuinely do believe this may be one of the first things that shows up once I’m ‘back in the game.’ Stay tuned... (see: #series: Loopy)

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Anonymous said: January 1st 2019 No no no you can't just stop there! I need more fluffy destiel with tickles and kissing! Pretty please?

I believe this is in response to Wonder whose arms will hold you good and tight. Don’t you worry, anon – Dean and Cas are not done being fluffy on this blog!

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1832wasalongtimeago said: January 25th 2019 Hi I just wanted to pop in and say the Maintenance series is amazing!! The second part was doing things to my poor heart I’ve read it like 5 times already. You’re such an amazing writer and thank you fo writing for us!

I’m very flattered, but I can’t take credit for the Of Maintenance series – that’s the lovely work of ask-flip-frost! It does things to my poor heart, too, so you’re in good company. :)

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Anonymous said: January 26th 2019 Sam Winchester can take a lot of things. The one thing he CAN'T take? Someone using baby talk on him when he's being tickled. He collapses into a puddle of helpless giggles faster than a house of cards in a stiff wind.

Precious Sammy just needs to laugh and be held, doesn’t he? <3

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Anonymous said: May 17th 2019 Thor needs tickles. So. Damn. Much.

Oh this was from right after Endgame came out. Thor did make me feel some sads there. :( Poor bab.

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Anonymous said: July 25th 2019 hi! i’ve read your wonderful fics forever but i’ve never really sent anything like this before so i don’t really know what to say.. but i had a destiel tickly thought and really wanted to share it with somebody, so here goes i guess- dean is taking too long in the shower so cas decides to use his mojo from the other room to speed things along. and listens to dean’s echoey laughs through the door. that’s all. sorry if this is weird! okay bye have a good one

This is not weird and I may have delayed in telling you any of my feelings about it but I definitely have a doc somewhere that has some vague notes about how I’d like to write this because I like it!

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Anonymous said: August 6th 2019 Anhhgff your Good Omens tword fics are so cute snvfddf i never knew I needed that of my favorite husbands till now😳😍

I know, right?! They’re just dying to be dropped into every fluffy situation. (see: #Good Omens)

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Anonymous said: July 25th 2019 Poking my head in to say hello, hope you’re doing well still! I just got into Good Omens and I absolutely loved your fic! (I watched the show first because my book was taking too long in the mail lol) Also, the other week I somehow talked myself into making a tfb blog, after all these years of almost doing so before chickening out (this ask isn’t from it because I just hopped in here briefly in a private phone browser to say hi, it’s literally just august-anon though) ~August!Anon

August!anon, I’m always so happy to see you stop by! Tagging your (not-so-new anymore) blog so everyone can check you out: @august-anon

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hey-teenblog said: August 4th 2019 I love your fanfiction very much! They give me a lot of pleasant emotions. And most importantly, they, saturated with tenderness and love, gave me to accept myself as lee!! sorry for my english, i'm russian Love you 😘❤️

I will never tire of hearing things like this! Thank you for telling me. “Saturated with tenderness and love” is a such wonderful compliment about my writing – thank you very much! No need to apologize for language differences; I’m always impressed with anyone who manages to pick up English because it’s bonkers.

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Anonymous said: August 23rd 2019 Hi! Just found this blog and wondering some basic info. ** What fandoms do toy write for? ** Do you accept prompts? ** Do you write reader insert fics? Thank you lovley ❤️

Anonymous said: August 29th 2019 Do you write tickle fics for bnha?? Asking for a friend 👀👀

The only fandoms I have reliably been able to write for are Supernatural and Good Omens – but even Good Omens is a rookie player here. Supernatural is my main jam, and Destiel is my favorite flavor. I don’t do reader inserts, but I’m always “accepting” prompts. I just haven’t written many of them for quite a long time now, so you’re welcome to drop them as long as you’re okay with them collecting dust. (see: this selfsame post)

My About/FAQ page is very dusty right now, too, but there might be some useful tidbits in there for you.

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Anonymous said: November 12th 2019 okayokayokay. Have you watched Lucifer? It's on netflix, it's great, so much emotions and pining. (Also, y'know, reg. Luci stuff. He runs a club. Bad jokes. It's great.)

I haven’t, but it’s on my Netflix watchlist, so I’ll get there eventually! I saw a gifset once where he actually did the thing I see in winged fanfic all the time, where there was gunfire and he sheltered someone he cared about with his manifested wings. And honestly, that was the deciding factor for me.

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Anonymous said: November 16th 2019 Oh Man U listen to Critrole as well! Nice! Campaign 1 was awesome but also heartfelt and really gut-punching at points. Who is your fav so far, anyone you aren’t fond of? (& Out of interest do you have any tickle related thoughts on the main crew or upcoming Fics we can look out for? As you said it’s tumbleweeds out here for this fandom’s tickles and I’ll take anything really 😂!) Hope u enjoy!!!!!

It’s STILL tumbleweeds out here and it’s making me crazy! My heart belongs to Vax primarily, Percy secondarily. I don’t really have cohesive thoughts or headcanons about anything, unfortunately. I do have this one mental picture that keeps coming up that I keep wanting to see art of (who knows, maybe I’ll commission somebody someday?) – of ridiculous brute Grog just lifting Vax straight up in his arms and gettin’ wiggly with his fingers while all Vax can do is laugh and pry and kick while absolutely nobody helps him.

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Regarding #series: Accessor:

Anonymous said: August 31st 2015 I would like to see accessor!verse cas using feathers on Dean!!! and NIBBLES and RASPBERRIES and TEETH and TONGUE and WOWWWWWW

ME TOO, FRIEND. It’s been aaaaages since I published anything new for the Accessor AU, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t been going back to my unfinished docs every once in a while to add a few lines here and there. ;)

Anonymous said: October 29th 2016 Prompt: Cas is put in charge of getting a treaty with a neighboring country that shares a lot of the same customs, including Accessories, with certain... twists (think Bracelets AU) and treats their personal slaves (like Accessories) like people (listening to opinions, giving proper care, etc.). The foreign diplomats keep bringing that up and talking to Dean. Cas isn't sure he can make it though the diplomatic proceedings. Also, he might be having improper thoughts about that custom and Dean...

I’m posting this here, but I’m definitely keeping this filed elsewhere because it’s FANTASTIC.

Halo!anon submitted: June 4th 2018 I can’t help but imagine how tickling must play a part in other aspects of society in the accessor ‘verse, besides the sessions between master and accessory. So here’s some imagines and headcanons, with a touch of worldbuilding. (Warnings, besides the usual for this AU: death mention, reference to past trauma.)

- Among the high class, during parties and other celebrations, it’s seen as a common courtesy to string up one’s personal accessory in the center of the room and let the guests entertain themselves with them. Lord Castiel never does this with Dean, much to his fellow nobles’ disappointment; the mere suggestion had Dean quaking as things he’d rather forget came back to bite him.

- Every so often, a petty criminal(the poor man’s accessory, if you will) is placed in stocks in a small town’s square and left at the mercy of the very people they used to menace. What happens next usually involves honey, some sheep, and plenty of begging. A guard stands by to warn people, “No hurting, only tickling. Everyone please wait your turn, they’re not going anywhere any time soon.”

- Certain monastic healers perform tickle therapy as a treatment for anxiety, stress, and other “diseases of the soul”, as they call them. Balthazar himself proposed the idea, because of course he did. The rich usually indulge in this kind of therapy secretly, due to its undignified nature. Some contemplate the possibility of training accessories to tickle in the future, but it’s still a big taboo.

- Every town has a folktale about a tickle monster. Curiously, many of them involve controlling plants and attacking through dreams. The southern communities still have a giggle remembering that one time six years ago when Michael offered to hunt down one such monster and came back with Crowley, a sleazy drunkard with a fetish and a dream, sitting in a cage and wearing a mask.

- The Masters sisters, Lillith, Meg and Ruby, have a long history with law enforcement. Their favorite pastime is snatching unlucky merchants off the roads and tickling them into coughing up everything they have. Everyone is sure they had a hand in Fergus"Crowley" Macleod’s untimely demise by ferocious attack hounds, but they’re very good at covering their tracks. They’ll help you cover up your tracks too, if you’re a friend- ask Bela Talbot.

I might make a second part if I get any more ideas. I hope you enjoyed this! -Halo!anon.

I am very fond of you indeed, Halo!anon. These are so creative!

hypahticklish submitted: July 24th 2018 Accessor!Ideas:

~ Gabriel leads a furious rant regarding Prince Lucifer/Sam to Castiel, relating back to perhaps dealings he has directly had with the Prince between their two unstable-yet-truced Kingdoms. Castiel relates with similar views shared by Gehenna’s councilor(s).

~ Dean and Sam BM where the audience learns more about their homevillage. Dean starts it after a rather morose remark from Sam and ends with Sammy smiling and stealing my heart.

~ Balthazar helps Sam in several ways: 1) Learns the Sam was originally a psuedo-Advocates apprentice, as well as herbalist nephew when Sam identifies the components to some salves/medicines he’s making (he had been explaining what he was doing in an attempt to spare himself being attacked like the first couple times) 2) Calls Sam out on being intelligent and making a recklessly stupid choice by selling himself to find Dean. 3) Removes Lucifers mark. And maybe perhaps: 4) Allows Sam to assist in his own healing/medicine making under his careful observation, feigned as needing two sets of hands to do correctly and his assistant was running an errand, to assess his skills. 5) Offer he work in the hospice under him, apprenticing, should Gabriel allow his intelligence not go to waste. It’s not what Sam really wants to do/learn, but it’s better than doing nothing.

~Dean officially thanks Castiel for saving Sam. I’m talking full feels, single man tear sorta thing. And Castiel says “there was never another option” and then its schmoopy sweet with the kisses and the tickles and the Cas saying he loves Dean back!!!!!!!! swoon.

~ Kali!Likes!Sam’s!Spirit! Give me a dinner scene with Gabriel, Kali and Sam where hes holding his own in a diplomatic conversation with them when he nearly crosses a line (maybe something classist? Making it clear that Cas and Gabe are the exception to his experiences) and she says “I like this ones fire. He reminds me of you, my love.” *grabby hands*

~ Prince Lucifer sends a message to Gabriel requesting (threatening) his Helpmate be returned to him for a handsome reward. Sam somehow sees letter and gets spooked because DRAMA. Gabriel responds to Lucifer with the Chief Advocate equivalent of “Fuck Off”

You, my friend. YOU. All these feelings about Sam? Top-notch, and I shall be borrowing them, yes I shall.

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Regarding #android!Cas:

hypahticklish said: January 23rd 2016 Android!Cas deciding today is the DAY. Dean has been teasing him lately that he likes these strange sensations that have him using all his back-up generated power to not accidentally break Dean's bones and challenging him with that cocky smirk and relaxed confidence. Android!Cas practicing during time while Dean rests with holding objects with similar density to the human wrists with enough gentle force that they neither fracture or slip from his grasp. Android!Cas surprising Dean by turning the tables and pinning his wrists over his head while settling himself on Dean's thighs. Android!Cas not necessarily tickling at first so much as just touching like he had been wanting to so as to catalog how his best friend feels with his new technology. Android!Cas feeling that bubble of FEELS in his chest as he listens to Dean swear at him with positive physical actions negating his harsh words, growing more amused as the bubbling giggles begin. I love Android!Cas

Anonymous said: January 23rd 2016 Android!Cas figures out his own strength comes in handy for more than just retaining himself during tickle fights. When he surprises Dean, Dean tends to squirm and fight back a little (even though he told Cas to get him back as part of the experience), so Cas uses his strength to gently hold Dean down while ticking him. Dean's never been held immobile before so it's a new experience for him, but he ends up liking it. Cas notices how Dean relaxes into his hold after a minute or so. Cas doesn't fail to use this knowledge about Dean, coming up with teasing words and methods of ticking to make Dean all squirmy and giggly, taking special notice of how light tickles effect Dean even more than most other touches, using that specially designed soft brush meant to gently clean Cas' delicate computer chips.

Anonymous said: February 17th 2016 I'm joining in on the Android!Cas thing, if not too late. Perhaps Android!Cas has detachable parts, like a foot, and Dean is a jerk and runs off and hides with it all the while tickling it and making fun of Android!Cas's increasingly desperate attempts to get it back.

Y’all, careful deliberate curious determined ‘ler Cas is LIFE. And, reserved confused helpless adorable ‘lee Cas is also life. Detachable and extensible parts are probably key to both of these things.

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Regarding current personal circumstances:

Anonymous said: January 14th 2020 I pray that you’re able to find peace during this difficult time. You are loved more than you will ever know. I know it’s hard to believe, but there will come a time that you are thankful for this experience, because it will have turned you into the person you are truly meant to be. Be strong and be hopeful. Keep your faith and keep knowing that you are going to be okay. Don’t let this dark time destroy the magnificent light inside of you. Sending you so much love

Anonymous said: January 17th 2020 I’m so sorry you’re struggling. Hang in there! We’re all here for you!

Anonymous said: February 11th 2020 all my love, thoughts and prayers are going towards you right now. also wanted to just drop a little thank you note in your inbox for all the light and joy i've found in your fics over the years. im sitting half way through my first year at uni currently but ive been a fan of yours since early highschool and i feel like ive almost grown up with your writing and fanfics in a strange way, so thank you so much for that. sending all my love to you once again- you are so strong x

I love you all so much.

#blog maintenance #ask #you people are too kind #prompt #Accessor 'verse #android!Cas

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war-of-the-words · 5 years ago

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Autumn

Summary: Prompt fill: Kaishin Discord Server - Autumn Written Sept 2018 Read on AO3

Autumn had finally arrived. The weather was becoming cooler, jackets now necessary, a relief from the intense summer they had had.Trees were beginning to change color, green fading into an array of reds, oranges, yellows and browns. Perhaps Shinichi’s favorite part of the season was the cold mornings. The old, wood floors of his childhood home froze his toes, leading him to wear slippers, and the chill in the air to a blanket over his shoulders; most notably, however, was that the first cup of coffee was all the more satisfying. Sure, the hot beverage would burn his tongue, but it was worth it to feel the warmth of the drink spread through his body, warming his soul.

These mornings were all the more pleasant nowadays. He got to share them with Kaito. Mornings weren’t as cold when you woke up in your lover’s arms, plus, he didn’t have to be the one to wake up and start the coffee, he could wait until the smell of the intoxicating brew wafted its way into Shinichi’s bedroom before having to make his way downstairs. When he was down there, Kaito already had a cup prepared, not to mention being able to cuddle on the couch kept him warm. Shinichi loved Kaito and would never use him for anything, but he had to admit it was nice to have his own giant hot water bottle for cold mornings.

Not only did this giant, walking water bottle make his morning coffee, he also took him on cute, fall themed dates, what more could a man want? Kaito was currently throwing one hand around in elaborate gestures, excitedly talking about the day he had planned for the two of the. His other hand was resting on Shinichi’s waist, holding him close underneath the blanket as Shinichi let his hands warm up on his coffee cup, taking long sips and enjoying the sound of his lover’s voice. “...and then we can come home and cuddle and watch that movie I told you about.” Shinichi hummed in approval. “You only heard half of what I said, didn’t you?” Shinichi hummed again, in agreement. “That just means the date will be a surprise. Life is more fun that way anyway.”

After Shinichi had finished his coffee, Kaito rushed to get the detective dressed, eager to get the day started. When Shinichi had deemed himself thoroughly prepared, he met Kaito at the front door. The magician was practically buzzing with excitement. Shinichi rolled his eyes, how he managed to be so excited for each date, Shinichi didn’t know; he felt the same, however, even if it didn’t show on his face.

Kaito took him by the hand and lead them down the streets of Beika, a skip in his step as they talked about Kaito’s upcoming shows, books they had read, the weird morning T.V. show they had been watching, anything that came to mind. All the while, Kaito lead them around corners and down different alleyways, Shinichi grew up here, but the way Kaito got around always left him feeling a little lost, so when Kaito pulled them down a short alley that lead them to a small park, it was like entering a portal to another world.

The trees were full of fall color. Brilliant reds, vibrant oranges, and vivid yellows colored the branches of large, struddy looking trees. Despite being in a city, the leaf covered pathways were devoid of people, although birds and squirrels flitted in and out of Shinichi’s view. “How did you find this place?” Shinichi asked, his voice full of awe. Kaito grinned at his boyfriend’s reaction.

“You would be surprised at the things you can see from a bird’s eye view.” Kaito had, of course, scouted the place after spotting it from the air. He had to ensure it was a good date location before he took his darling anywhere. The park had been everything Kaito had hoped it would be. It was the perfect location for this date, and it had to be, he had been planning this date for months, ever since the weather had started to cool. Tugging at his boyfriend’s hand, he lead them onto the path, the crisp leaves crunching under foot. They walked, hand in hand, admiring the beautiful colors, the silence between them comfortable. The birds chirped from somewhere in the high branches, and the soft breeze carried leaves down, falling gently, almost like a dance, to the ground below. The park may have been small, but the tree cover was so dense, and it was so quiet, Shinichi could have believed Kaito had somehow teleported him away into a distant forest.

They had wandered that way for almost an hour, before Kaito pulled Shinichi to a stop. He was staring a large, beautiful maple tree. The red of its leaves were like a fine, red wine. Light managed to sneak through its branches, casting delicate shadows onto the pair’s faces. “Well,” Kaito said, a mischievous grin on his face, “let’s go.”

“Go where?” Shinichi asked, confused as Kaito approached the tree then made a leap for one of the low hanging branches. The magician quickly pulled himself up into the branches, disappearing from Shinichi’s view. “ Kuroba Kaito, I am not a squirrel. ” Shinichi marched to the base of the tree, looking up into the canopy to try to spot his boyfriend. He was standing in the higher boughs of the maple, grinning down at him, eyes alight with mirth, the light sneaking through illuminated his face, and the warm colors around him only made Shinichi realize how startling beautiful the magician’s eyes were. If he wasn’t already smitten, hearing Kaito giggle, looking so ethereal, certainly solidified his love for the other.

“I’ll help you up,” Kaito said, laughter in his voice, “all you had to do was ask.” Kaito elegantly maneuvered his way to the lower branches, Shinichi mesmerized by the graceful movements. The smug look he gave Shinichi when he reached a low branch let the detective know his admiring looks hadn’t been lost on the magician. Shinichi was sure the blush he gave in return was the same color as the maple leaves.

Kaito had somehow managed to lead them up through the branches, and now they were seated up there, near the base of the tree, perched on two large branches high off the ground. All Shinichi could see was the red of the maple. Kaito admired his lover for a moment, much like how Shinichi had admired him just moments before. The detective look like he was in a trance, eyes staring out into the branches, the light making his face glow in its golden light. Kaito loved that look in Shinichi’s eyes, it was one of wonder and of innocence. It was a rare look on the detective’s face, it was hard when he was constantly surrounded by death and betrayal. His blue eyes shone like a clear autumn sky, his face was relaxed, not twisted in concentration. Don’t get him wrong, Kaito loved watching Shinichi solve a mystery, but sometimes, he needed to see Shinichi like this, to know that he was relaxing and enjoying what was around him.

Kaito pulled a picnic basket from where he had stowed it in the tree this morning, before Shinichi got up. He nudged the other with it, shaking him from his entranced state. “I’m not even going to ask,” Shinichi said, looking at the basket and rolling his eyes, but there was a soft smile on his lips.

They ate up there, in the trees, laughing and talking and taking and just enjoying the feeling of isolation. It was there own little world up there, and no one could interfere. Once they finished, Kaito began putting everything back in the basket, still smiling and chatting, while Shinichi gazed at him. Slowly, carefully, he leaned forward, meeting Kaito’s lips as the other turned to look at him. The magician jumped slightly, caught off guard at the sudden kiss, but he quickly melted into it. It was small and chaste, but it carried Shinichi’s emotions clearly. Shinichi pulled back, embarrassed. Kaito only giggled at his love’s flustered face. “What was that for? Not that I’m complaining.”

“Nothing,” Shinichi answered bluntly, despite the blush still coloring his face. “I just love you.” Now it was Kaito who matched the maple leaves. It was rare, but Shinichi could fluster Kaito if he tried hard enough, and it was a treat every time. Kaito tried to form a sentence, but all of his words came out incoherent. Eventually, he gave up with a little whine, burying his face in his hands.”

“You aren’t allowed to do that, Shinichi. That has to be illegal.” Shinichi let out a laugh. He nudged Kaito’s foot to get his boyfriend to look at him.

“Let’s get home and watch that movie.” Kaito nodded in agreement, still too embarrassed to speak.

The movie ended up being fairly mediocre, but the two didn’t mind. They were pressed together on the couch, relishing in one another’s company, making jokes about the plot holes in the movie’s story and coming up with wild ideas that would improve the movie’s quality. It was looking like a cold, fall day. The trees were changing, the birds were leaving, and winter was fast approaching, but if the rest of autumn was like today, the pair was looking forward to it.

#one shot #kudou shinichi #kudo shinichi #kuroba kaito #kaishin #kudou shinichi/kuroba kaito #dcmk #player 2 #kaishin server prompts

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dragons-bones · 6 years ago

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FFXIV Write Entry #30: The Sunless Sea

Prompt: darkness | Master Post | On Ao3

WARNING: Spoilers for Shadowbringers MSQ. This fill is also a spiritual sequel to Stargazing, from FFXIV Write 2018 (prompt sixteen), and to Tonk!, from this year’s challenge (first free write).

Four Lightwardens were dead, their crackling glass Light contained in Synnove. Tomorrow, they’d march on Kholusia for the last of the Lightwardens of Norvrandt. But tonight, the Warriors of Darkness—and one Warrior of Light—fled out into the mountains of surrounding Lakeland. The Warriors of Darkness found a large, flat plateau, far to the northwest of the Crystarium, so far in fact that the Crystal Tower was a sliver of blue on the horizon. As they landed their chocobos on the plateau, Ardbert walked into existence, whistling cheerfully as he looked around.

“Desolate, isolated, little to no chance of untimely interruptions,” he said. “Very nice, ladies.”

Synnove slapped him on the shoulder and handed him Ivar, collecting Chantilly’s reins and walking after the others. Ardbert cuddled the ruby carbuncle closer, scratching under his chin, as he followed the Highlander; Ivar purred loudly in delight, one of his hindlegs kicking out. Ardbert chuckled at him.

They settled the chocobos down for the night first, the four of them creating a wind break for their riders. Each chocobo was unsaddled, feathers groomed into place, then fed and watered. Then as the chocobos laid on the ground in makeshift nests, legs and feet beneath themselves, blankets tucked around them to stave off chills—and Chantilly’s beloved flyer’s shaffron buckled under her beak to keep the mountain winds from blowing it away—the giant birds all settled down to sleep with content little kwehs. Meanwhile, their people and one ghost chattered.

“—oh, come on, a king behemoth? Synnove, I know you’re not precisely sane—”

“He was a sweetheart and just wanted a cuddle!”

“And you wonder why we drink, Ardbert.”

The discussion continued throughout the setup for dinner. Rereha and Alakhai set up the kindling they had packed, place a ring of stones around the makeshift firepit. Ardbert held Ivar forward, the carbuncle obliging belching out a lick of flame that ignited the logs and sticks, then gestured with Ivar still dangling from his hand as he argued axes versus swords and Synnove set up the pot for dinner.

“Now a good two-hander I could understand, that’s got a nice heft to it—Synnove, you’ll need the turmeric and cumin for that recipe—”

“Got it!”

“—and once you get your momentum going swinging around something that big, you’ve left yourself open for a reprisal. No, sir, I like keeping my feet firmly planted exactly where I like them.”

“Oh, come on, Heron—”

Ivar went back to sleep even as Ardbert kept gesticulating with him.

Dinner went as expected: as Synnove minded the stew, Ardbert peering over his shoulder and muttering about proper spice ratios—“Ardbert, I swear, you are worse than my aunt.” “And if you’re going to make a proper Nabaath stew you need to add more turmeric, do it right now.” “Alakhai, smack him for me, please.” WHACK! “Ow!” “Thank you. My pot, my stew, now back off, dead boy.”—and Heron and Rereha got into a heated discussion about the last game of Founders of Tanac they had played while Alakhai sharpened her knives and shook her head at all of them.

More banter over dinner—“Branden named himself Dark Heart, just how extra were you lot trying to be?” “You say it yourself all the time, Rere: go big or go home.” “There’s big and then there’s melodramatic.”—and yet more through cleanup. Then after banking the fire, the Warriors of Darkness crawled into their bedrolls, while Ardbert sat on one of the makeshift benches they’d set up using the larger rocks, Ivar curled up in his lap while his siblings burrowed in with their mama. They all stared heavenward, at the jet-black sky spangled with rivers of stars; it was a new moon, so only the stars lit the world.

“And now, Ardbert,” said Rereha with a great amount of satisfaction, “it’s time for that most time-honored tradition: Make Your Own Constellation.”

“Let me guess, that one’s a pair of breasts?”

“A man after my own heart!”

Ardbert stuck his tongue out at her, the spectral glow of his soul making it easy to see. Rereha cackled at him.

“How about this,” said Heron, the ever-exasperated peacekeeper and group mother, “we’ll point out the shapes we see—no genitalia, Rere—”

“You ruin all my fun, Heron!”

“—and you tell us about the constellations that were recognized back before the Flood and you can remember, Ardbert.”

He scratched his chin. “Sounds fair. Nyelbert could have named them all, and told you all the stories besides, but I’ll do my best.”

“Alakhai, you start,” said Heron.

The Xaela hummed thoughtfully, then pointed to a string of three stars next to a half loop of four more. “That looks like a bow to me,” she said.

Ardbert tilted his head thoughtfully, leaning back on one hand as he followed where her finger indicated. “Well, not bad, Alakhai,” he said. “Already nailed it. That’s actually one of the old ones, Chorra-Mai’s Bow. Legendary mystel huntress; Renda-Rae knew all the stories about her. If you follow the string a little further along,” he gestured with his finger, dragging it ‘up,’ “that big blue beauty? That’s Ronka’s Tear; same as your Navigator’s Jewel, that’s the one star you can always use to find your way home.”

“Synnove.”

Synnove took a bit longer than Alakhai, studying the sky intently. Finally, she pointed out a cluster roughly east of Chorra-Mai’s Bow. “Amaro,” she said. “There are the points for the head, the chest, the wings, and the tail.”

“Huh,” said Ardbert, blinking in surprise. “I can see it. Oddly enough, I don’t think any of the star charts had an amaro constellation. That’s a shame. But you’re not far off from a Norvrandt one, though: excluding the ‘head’ star, that’s the Manticore.”

“…That is not a manticore,” said Synnove.

“Maybe not an Eorzean manticore,” he said wryly. “But the ones of Nabaath legend? Head of a hume, body of a lion, tail of a scorpion.”

A very long moment of silence, broken by Rereha: “Respectfully: what the fuck.”

“Don’t look at me!”

They continued like that for another bell, maybe two, laughter and shouting echoing off the surrounding mountains, until the Warriors of Darkness finally began to drift off to sleep. When Ardbert was the only one left he awake, he carefully leaned back on his stone perch, dragging the sleeping Ivar up to his stomach, and crossed his arms behind his head. He felt a smile slowly stretch his lips as he gazed up at the glittering beauty of the sunless sea, basking in the welcoming embrace of a moonlight night.

He’d forgotten what hope had felt like over the past century of mad, lonely wandering. Now, here he was, as sane as any ghost could hope to be, with four more brilliant, ridiculous siblings of his heart, and the chance to finally see his mistakes righted once and for all. Even should they encounter setbacks, he knew Dancing Heron and Synnove and Rereha and Alakhai would find their way to victory.

Hope…hope felt rather wonderful.

#ffxivwrite2019 #dt's writing #final fantasy xiv #shadowbringers #spoilers #ffxiv spoilers #5.0 spoilers #ardbert #oc: synnove greywolfe #oc: dancing heron #oc: rereha reha #oc: alakhai noykin #synnove's carbuncles

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justsomelarryfics · 6 years ago

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Here are the fics that I read in the month of March, 2019, that I finished and enjoyed. I will first shows fics from this month, and then older ones.

Sorted by length

New this month

Do You Wanna Ride by @phd-mama - When Liam's attractive new business partner wins riding lessons with Harry, hilarity ensues. (one shot, 4k)

Tell Me I’m Punk by @tiniinbookland - ""How punk do I seem?"" The one were Harry wants to be a punk but Louis loves him just like he is. (one shot, 4k)

Just Go With It by @rainbowsandlovehl - “Brett, there’s something I need to tell you,” he started, inwardly cringing at his choice of words before taking in a deep breath. Brett seemed curious, raising her eyebrows expectantly. “The reason I haven’t been texting you back is that...” “Harry, they were all out of organic guacamole,” a raspy, unfamiliar male voice interrupted, startling him into silence. “So I got us the normal one. Hope that’s alright?” Harry has no idea how to escape awkward situation but luckily for him, Louis swoops in to help. (one shot, 6k)

Only One at the Finish Line by @horsegirlharry for @1dgayboficfest - “What don’t I know?!” Louis shouts, and then Harry is rounding on him, close enough that he can feel the heat of his body, the rage and the glory and the pain of it so close that it blinds him.“I want to be another alpha’s omega,” is what he says, and it comes out like something reckless, something wild. Like he doesn't care anymore if Louis hates him or not, if Louis understands, he just needs to speak his truth aloud to darkness, to the slender pines that surround them like a jury panel. (one shot, 9k)

fall in love with the moon (and everything beautiful) by @microlouis - “It’s adorable that you think you can compromise with me on this,” Louis says. He places his hands on his hips and tries his best to look intimidating. “But I am not budging on this. Every book pun you say will result in one quarter in the jar.” “What jar?” Harry asks. He furrows his eyebrows together. Louis rolls his eyes. “Like a swear jar, but now I’m going to make yours ‘Harry’s dumbass pun jar.’ Maybe I’ll have you put a quarter in for every pun you say, not just the ones about books. Niall was right - you tell the worst jokes.” “One time Niall told me I’d never said a funny joke in my life,” Harry says casually. “Funny. He told me that too.” or, louis and harry work in a bookstore together and harry tells dumb jokes and they fall in love (one shot, 10k)

Naked Attraction - Naked Attraction: a gameshow where the contestant views 6 naked possible partners and narrows them down based off of pure attraction. Harry was not a fan of the shallow gameshow, so he decided to mix it up a little. Louis Tomlinson was the only gay and unfortunate staff member chosen to step in for one of the six possible partners when someone drops out. He hated working there, and he definitely didn't want to agree, but it was too good of an offer to be turned down. Nothing would come out of it, surely, and they even agreed to keep his identity a secret.That all changed when famous singer Harry Styles walked out. Louis had no idea who he was, and Harry liked that about him.. . .Or the one based off a British TV show called Naked Attraction that I found hilarious. (one shot, 12k)

All I Want Is To Fall With You by @2tiedships2 - The pair looked at each other for a few moments before Harry moved forward and gathered Louis in an unexpected hug. It was nice, but why the fuck was an unknown alpha hugging him? Maybe an even better question would be why did Louis feel so secure in this stranger's arms? Harry quickly let go and Louis felt something pull at him."Sorry," Harry said, holding his hands up in surrender. "Shit, um, that just seemed a natural response for some reason. I’m so sorry." Louis smiled up at the alpha. "It's okay. Thanks again, Harry." "You're welcome. I know it's horrible weather, and less than optimal circumstances, but this was a brilliant meet-cute." What the fuck was a meet-cute? Or the weekend ski trip where omega Louis discovers that he can’t change a tire and his skiing skills are debatable but still manages to find the alpha who will change his life. (one shot, 16k)

the act of making noise by @suspendrs - “Oh,” Harry frowns, waving him off. “No, I could never. I respect myself too much to sing for a living.”It feels like a slap across the face, but Louis does his best not to stiffen, blinking once and then frowning. “What?” “Those people are always so miserable, you know?” Harry says, hopping down off his stool and straightening his sweater. “There’s so much pressure on them, and they have to work so hard to keep up appearances, I can’t even imagine how difficult that is. I can’t even stand to listen to pop music today, let alone watch TV or read the magazines. It makes me so sad, thinking that those people, you know, the ones who actually went into it with heart, they only ever just wanted to make music and instead they got turned into things on leashes being paraded around to make money for other people,” he says. “Anyway, you can have the stool.” Or, Louis's famous, Harry has no idea who he is, and they get snowed in together at a ski lodge in Vermont. (chaptered, may be continued, 22k)

Take Me Down Slow (Don’t Let Me Go) by @jacaranda-bloom for @1dgayboficfest - Louis has always felt different. Not necessarily on the outer realm of societal norms, but pretty damn close to the edge. As an Omega, he’s supposed to want certain things; to want to raise a family, to want to build a life with a partner, and to want that partner to be an Alpha.Well, two out of three ain’t bad.OR the one where Louis wants to find the right kind of partner to love, Niall hates snowboarding, Liam wants to settle down, Harry is really good with his hands, and mother nature could be the thing that changes everything. (chaptered, complete, 26k)

Steady Eddie - “We’re bringing in a guy.” Ben said. Eddie stared at him.“You’re what?” Ben shrugged. “Apparently the gay market is grossly untapped,” he commented. “We stand to make a fortune. We have it on good authority that the gays love you. Of course,” he added with a dirty smirk. “Your size and all…” “Of course,” Eddie replied drily; something smarting in his chest. “I’ve been asking for a guy for the last two years…” “Well, now you’re getting one,” Ben smiled. (chaptered, complete, 84k, locked, read tags for a better understanding of what this fic is about)

Older fics

sweet, sweet fate by @bottomlinsons for @1dshortficfest - Harry’s lived with a NSFW soulmark for almost twenty-five years now. When he finally meets the man responsible, he gives him a little piece of his mind. (one shot, 1k, feb. 2019)

Say It With Flowers by @reminiscingintherain - From the prompt: Person A owns a flower shop and person B comes storming in one day, slaps 20 bucks on the counter and says “How do I passive-aggressively say fuck you in flower?” (one shot, 2k, jan. 2019)

Got Me an Appetite by @flamboyantdaddy for @1dgayboficfest - So it's something, and Louis isn't sure how to approach it. She doesn't want to sound ungrateful. The past few months have been heaven, and she doesn't want to make Harry feel like Louis doesn't worship the ground she walks on (ok, a bit over dramatic, but sometimes it feels like that). She just wants to make her girlfriend come. (one shot, 8k, feb. 2019)

All Hearts Come Home For Christmas by @itsprobablylarry - Gemma, who the fuck is that?” Louis hisses as he watches her wave back with a big smile. Her brows furrow for a second as she looks at Louis. “What? That’s my brother, you dork. Told you he’d pick us up, didn’t I?” Well fuck. Apparently, Mr. Handsome over there is Gemma’s brother. And Louis is spending a week with him. Pretending to be his sister’s boyfriend. Shit. (Basically: Gemma brings ‘her boyfriend’, Louis, home for Christmas and her brother is really hot.) (one shot, 8k, 2015, I also recommend the sequel)

You’re home now kitten by @thesedumbboys - “But, I'm just a stray” Louis looks so broken, sad, disappointed almost. Not even daring to look up from the floor, fumbling with his hands, ears down submissively. The sight almost makes Harry, known to everyone for his soft heart, tear up. “Nope, followed me here, this is your home now.” Harry smiles, speaking confidently, surprised himself that his voice didn’t come out shaky with emotion. “That’s the rule” He shrugs.... Louis is a stray and he follows Harry home. Harry likes him too much and makes him stay and Louis ends up quite liking it. (one shot, 9k, feb. 2019)

Your Touch Is The Only Thing I Feel by @2tiedships2 - Liam. Liam was finally here. Louis kept his eyes closed and cuddled farther into Liam’s side, revelling in the pheromones Louis’ body desperately needed. He wasn’t sure how long Liam had been holding him, but Louis figured it had to have been at least an hour by the way his body had loosened. The need of an alpha’s touch seemed to have been temporarily lifted from his mind. Louis listened to the sounds of the pub around him. It was louder than before he had fallen asleep and he briefly wondered why Liam hadn’t just woken him to go back to their flat.“Who the fuck are you?” Louis’ eyes flew open at the sound of Niall’s voice, and the arm that had been around Louis shoulders lifted in the same instant. He missed the warmth immediately. Louis looked from Niall’s stormy face over to the person who was definitely not Liam. The alpha Liam impersonator, who smelled a lot better than the actual Liam now that Louis was alert, looked back at Louis with wide eyes and familiar furrowed brows. Or the one where Louis refuses to settle for just any alpha despite intense touch deprivation. Fortunately Harry isn't just any alpha. (one shot, 15k, 2018)

bring out feelings in me i never show by @tomorrows - “I really think you should stop reading,” Liam says, having moved to hover behind Louis’ back at some point. “I can already see the cogs turning in your head, Louis, and I don’t like this.” “Shut up,” Louis waves him off and continues reading. I can do these things, at your request: openly hit on other female guests while you act like you don’t notice; start instigative discussions about politics and/or religion; propose to you in front of everyone; pretend to be really drunk as the evening goes on (sorry I don’t drink, but I used to); start an actual, physical fight with a family member, either inside or on the front lawn for all the neighbors to see. [Louis accidentally hires a felon to be his fake boyfriend for Thanksgiving. Or, the fake boyfriends au no one asked for, inspired by this.] (chaptered, complete, 24k, locked)

don’t tell the gods (we left a mess) by @bottomlinsons - After a misunderstanding with Liam’s mother, Louis agrees to accompany his best friend to a family wedding and pretend to be the world’s best boyfriend. But their simple plan goes awry when he learns that Harry, ex-boyfriend/ex-love of Louis’ life, will also be in attendance. (aka: fake!boyfriends with a twist ft. bromance, romance and cake.) (chaptered, complete, 71k, (I know, I also can’t believe I only just read this fic, as you can tell I was just really into fake relationships this month))

#monthly fic rec #larry #Larry Stylinson #larry fanfiction #larry fic #larry fic recs #one direction fanfiction #louis and harry #fanfic #fic rec

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starlightinhumanform · 6 years ago

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There For You

Fandom: She Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018)

Ship: Glimadora

Summary: She ra is intimidating at the best of times and downright terrifying at the worst. When she returns to Brightmoon from another unsuccessful training session sparking with disappointment, anger, and- above all else- power, Glimmer is tasked with calming her down enough to at least keep the castle from cracking apart.

Warnings: None, (please tell me if anything needs to be added)

Genre: Tooth-rotting Fluff

A/N: So this didn’t exactly go as planed. It was supposed to combine @glimadora-week‘s scars/injury, cuddling, and training prompts but it just went it’s own way. I hope you enjoy! Love you all 🖤✨

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She ra storming through the halls of Brightmoon with her hair flying behind her and a halo of power crackling like lightening that would shock you if you got too close was a sight and experience the guards of the castle would never grow accustomed to. How the Princess Glimmer handled her, no one could understand. Maybe it was her own aura of power shining a light violet around her that somehow protected her or tamed the sheer, seemingly uncontrollable energy that surrounded She Ra. Whenever they met, the air around them swirled, combining the electric blue and sparkling purple into a gentle pink several degrees warmer than anywhere else in the castle.

So when the She Ra returned to the castle bristling and sparking, the first person informed was Glimmer. She found her girlfriend, or at least this version of her girlfriend, thundering throughout Brightmoon without any clear destination, muttering and growling under her breath.

“Hey!” Glimmer finally caught up to her out of breath and panting after running for several minutes of struggling to catch up to the unfairly long stride of the She ra. Sometimes Glimmer wondered if the most powerful part of She ra was just her intimidating height advantage.

She ra’s eyes flashed up, her attention caught by the chirp of Glimmer’s voice, “Hmm.”

“Hey what’s that? I haven’t seen you in a few days and all I get is a ‘hmm’?” She was half joking and half serious; usually Adora was excited to see her and greeted Glimmer with exuberant hugs and kisses on the nose that made Glimmer literally glow and bursting with anecdotes from her last training session with Light Hope. But this wasn’t her Adora; this wasn’t even her She ra.

“Hmm.”

“Woah woah woah, one ‘hmmm’ is bad enough; you’ve got to explain what’s going on. That’s why I’m here,” Glimmer made her way from the doorway into the room she had found She ra and hated how hesitant her legs were. Adora was where she was safe, protected, where she could relax. She shouldn’t feel this threatened by her, but this wasn’t the girl she knew. This version was angry and Glimmer could feel the unpredictability radiating off of her.

“Look, Glimmer,” she let out a sigh that sounded more like a scoff, “I’m dealing with some stuff you wouldn’t understand so why don’t you just leave me alone.”

She brushed by Glimmer, bumping shoulders as she passed- and not in a friendly way- and stormed out into the hallway, “You can’t help me.”

“That’s it!” Glimmer exploded, her small body shaking, “You’re gonna turn back into Adora, you’re gonna stop acting like you’re so much better than me just because you’re tall, and you’re going to explain what’s going on because, like it or not, I care about you!”

She ra froze in her tracks before turning her head to squint at Glimmer incredulously. Suddenly the tension evaporated from her body and her head hung downward as her shoulders slumped forward.

A flash of golden light blinded Glimmer momentarily and when she was able to see clearly again, she was greeted by the sight of Adora sniffling in the same position She ra had been in, only several feet shorter now. That should have made the situation less terrifying; after all, she wasn’t an all powerful, muscle-bound near-goddess now.

But this: seeing the bravest, strongest person she knew simpering in apparent hopelessness? That was truly terrifying.

Glimmer moved forward and placed a gentle hand on Adora’s shoulder, “Love? What’s wrong? Please let me help.”

Adora turned silently to melt into Glimmer’s arms, hardly having to bend down to press her face into the soft crook between Glimmer’s neck and shoulder because of how hunched she was. She felt so much smaller than usual, startlingly so.

Glimmer shifted the hand that had rested on Adora’s shoulder lower onto her back so she could pull the girl closer and try to comfort her with a gentle rhythm of strokes up and down her shoulder blades and reaching the small of her back. Her arms were loosely draped over Glimmer without any pressure, simply letting herself be held.

They stood like that for at least a minute, but it felt longer in Glimmer’s concerned mind until finally Adora began muttering into the where she had hid her face.

“What are you saying?” Glimmer muttered back softly into the silk-like hair close to her girlfriend’s ear.

Adora shifted her head upward to place her chin flatly on Glimmer’s shoulder, “I’m a failure.”

Glimmer could feel her jaw moving as she whined and she moved to her hands to run through Adora’s hair.

She stepped back and Adora’s arms fell limply at her sides as Glimmer reached up to gather the blond hair into a ponytail away from her face, taking the care to lay feather light touches on her ears and the skin around them, “You’re not a failure. What could possibly make you say that?!”

Adora sniffed as she allowed Glimmer’s hands to cradle her face, “It’s Light Hope; every training simulation we do ends in disaster and Light Hope offers no advice or encouragement other than to control myself with ‘more precision’ as if that could help.”

Glimmer tucked a piece of loose hair behind the taller girl’s ear and gave her a lopsided mix between a frown and a grin, “Well that’s stupid.”

She grimaced in response, “Light Hope is right though, I can never be the She ra Etheria needs and we all know it.”

“Hmm, nah. I definitely don’t know anything about that. I think you’re exactly the She ra we need. And you’re certainly the She ra I need. Better yet, you’re the Adora I love.”

Adora managed a sad smile and leaned into the warm touches of the pads of Glimmer’s fingers that were continuously tracing her hairline. Her skin was still puffy and tinged pink but the tears had almost entirely dried in her eyes and plastered on her cheeks, “Thanks, Diamond, I love you too.”

Glimmer smiled at the pet name and stopped the movement of her hands when a sudden idea hit and she grasped Adora’s face, gently shaking it unintentionally in her excitement, “Hey, I know! I could train with you!”

Adora’s forehead creased in confusion, “What?”

“Yeah!” Glimmer’s eyes were wide as she was carried on the wave of her idea, “It could be fun and, besides, we never get to train together so I could give you some tips they don’t teach in the Horde and that Light Hope is too old and dusty to give you!”

Adora didn’t seem entirely convinced and she displayed it by the doubtful quirk of her lips, “I don’t know about that Glimmer...”

“Ah come on, it’ll be fun!”

“Glimmer, what if I hurt you?!”

She waved her hand to the side nonchalantly, “It’ll be fine.”

Adora grimaced one more time before giving in to Glimmer’s shining expression and bouncing feet, “Ok, ok fine but please be careful.”

Glimmer snorted as she began leading Adora down the hall, loosely gripping her hand as she marched along, “I’m tougher than I seem!”

After several minutes of expertly navigating the catacomb halls of the palace, Glimmer threw open the door to a large, open studio lined with practice dummies and targets and several racks full of weaponry. It was filled with light from the huge skylights that broke through the arched ceiling and concluded dramatically with an open balcony on the opposite end.

Adora’s eyes widen and she took a step forward like person walking in a trance, her mouth hanging slightly open.

Glimmer grabbed onto the warm feeling of pride that was bubbling up inside of her and beamed, “Welcome to the training hall of Brightmoon!”

She threw her arms out into the air like a showman directing their audience’s attention to a spectacle.

Adora turned back from where she had wandered forward a few steps and Glimmer was grateful to see a small but genuine grin growing on her girlfriend’s face, “This is amazing; why did I never hear about this place before??”

She shrugged, “You never asked. Now come on!”

She took a jogging skip over to a weapons rack and picked up a staff, “Let’s get started!”

Adora snapped out of her awestruck trance as she reached behind her and pulled the sword of power from where it was sheathed, “I’m still not sure about this...”

Glimmer huffed and threw her head back dramatically, “Adora, how many times do I have to tell you: it’s going to be fine.”

“Uh, ok, so how do we start?” She stood awkwardly with the sword held unthreateningly in front of her.

“Aren’t you gonna do the thing first?” Glimmer tilted her head to the side from where she was still standing at the weapons rack a few feet away.

Adora blinked back in response earning another huff from Glimmer, “You know... you say ‘For The Power of Grayskull’ and then you glow and your hair gets like two feet longer and you’re suddenly wearing that cute little cape outfit?”

She was shaking her free hand near her face to illustrate the glowing sparkles that she was talking about.

Her girlfriend pursed her lips, “I don’t think that’s a good idea...”

Glimmer stepped close to Adora and leaned on one shoulder, “Just say it, ‘For The Power...’”

“No, Glimmer.”

She switched to the other shoulder, her hands clasped over the curve where Adora’s neck and shoulder met and bounced up and down on the balls of her feet. Every bounce tugged Adora’s body, shaking her a little.

“Come on, it’s easy,” Glimmer cooed.

She switched back to the left shoulder, “Just say it! Please?”

“FOR THE POWER-“

Glimmer backed up excitedly; she loved the next bit.

Adora paused and gave Glimmer a smirk.

“What?”

Suddenly the sword was flying in her direction and hitting her staff with a bone-rattling slam that flung her skidding towards the balcony.

She stumbled back, laughing despite the fact that her whole body was still vibrating from the force of the blow, “Hey what was that?!”

Adora shrugged and Glimmer was happy to see she was allowing herself a smile, “You wanted to train? Let’s go then; it’s not like you’re going to get a warning in the real world!”

Glimmer beamed, “Oh, it’s on.”

Her feet pounded forward on the gleaming tile floor and she leapt up, bringing her staff crashing down over her head. Adora’s arms flashed upward to block the staff hurtling at her from above. Glimmer tumbled in the air and landed on the other side of Adora in a crouched position.

Something mischievous, playful, hungry even grew in her until it bubbled out as a laugh and shone in her eyes; egging Adora on, daring her.

Adora answered the call, sprinting forward only for Glimmer to disappear in a shower of glitter and a flash of purple. She reappeared behind her, laughing and forcing Adora was to spin on her heels. She raised the sword up once more to block the flying weapon in Glimmer’s grip.

This time it was Adora who ran, sprinting away from her girlfriend and lunging upward to rebound off the doorway. Her legs pushed against the smooth column and she flung herself at the smaller girl.

Glimmer was thrown to ground as Adora tackled her from above. She landed hard with her girlfriend’s body engulfing her.

Adora picked herself up and rested herself on her forearms to look down at Glimmer who was underneath her, their legs partially intertwined and their abdomens pressed together, “You ok?”

Glimmer looked at the playful smile above her and let out a sputtering laugh, “Yeah, you idiot, I will be if you get off of me and let me breathe!”

“Hmm. In that case,” Adora let her body limply flop over Glimmer’s.

Glimmer growled, “Oh my god!”

She gave an overly exaggerated sigh of exasperation before wiggling her arms between her and Adora’s bodies and pushing against the stomach pressing down her.

Adora giggled, “Stop that tickles!”

Glimmer rolled so she was above Adora and paused a moment to give one last smirk. She really did look pretty like this: red faced, puffing for breath, her hair messy with little flyaway pieces sticking up and, best of all, grinning widely up at Glimmer.

The grin melted into partially fake mortification as Glimmer moved her hands back down towards Adora’s stomach, “Glimmer, Glimmer no, please-“

Her voice failed and was replaced by giggles and snorts as Glimmer began attacking her sides with wiggling fingers.

She finally stoped and bent down to place a kiss on the tip of Adora’s nose. She could feel the hot breath escaping from Adora’s open mouth and feel her lungs falling up and down up and down beneath her. She was able to peck on more kiss on her nose before Adora lifted Glimmer up and rolled her away.

Glimmer looked up in betrayal from where she lay sprawled, earning a laugh from Adora.

Suddenly Adora’s face took on a much more serious mask, still smiling but much more melancholy, “Thank you, Glimmer.”

It was so much smaller and quieter of a smile than the ones before, but it was so sincere that it meant more to Glimmer. To know that she had caused something so gentle and pure in her girlfriend was best of all.

“I love you, Adora.”

They reached out simultaneously to slot their fingers together, still sprawled like starfish on the cool floor, but connected now. Glimmer turned on her side to face Adora who followed suit. They scooted closer together and Adora placed her forehead on Glimmer’s, hot breaths still puffing in and out of her mouth.

Glimmer closed her eyes and leaned her head head up to slot their mouths together. Adora’s lips were rough and heated, but brushed against Glimmer’s gently. Glimmer wanted to stay in that moment forever but broke away when she remembered how out of breath Adora already was.

When she pulled away, Adora let out a small sigh and let her head fall on her arm that was reaching out to Glimmer.

Glimmer moved her other hand away from her side and began smoothing Adora’s hair once again, “Just remember I’m always here to help.”

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angelmichelangelo · 7 years ago

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december 4th: magic in the form of white coated chemicals

prompt: hugs/cuddles

rating: t

genre: hurt/comfort, mentions of vomiting

words: 1.5k

summary: what happened during ‘that week in march’

a/n: part four of the december fic advent 2018 series

read on ao3

#phanfiction #fanfiction #dan and phil #phan #phandom #december fic advent 2018

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ladymacbethsspot · 7 years ago

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For the prompt maybe 7 & 19? 😙

Thank! This was 7. For comfort, and 19. While someone’s sick. I almost entirely ignored the spirit of these prompts, so hopefully you’re not too disappointed.

Levisulked on the couch in Erwin’s office. Yes, it had been his own fault. Yes, hehad saved the life of one of his squad members. And yes, he would do it againin a heartbeat. But it left him here, stuck inside. Relegated to paperwork andHanji’s strict orders to stay off his fractured foot for weeks. Six weeks.There was no way he was going to wait that long, he’d managed to argue Hanjidown to two. But still. Two weeks. Two weeks without flying. Two weeks stuck onthe ground, not even allowed to wear his boots, forced to ‘elevate his foot’and ‘relax’. As though that was possible.

Hesighed, rifling through the papers on his lap in a misguided attempt toconvince himself that there weren’t as many as he’d thought. It was true, therewere more than he’d thought. Looking over to Erwin, hunched dutifully over hisdesk, quill moving across paper with tight scratches and dipping into the inkat regular intervals, Levi shook his head. There was no point in complaining, andthe Commander had enough on his plate without Levi’s nagging.

Staringat the letters, willing them into words, Levi urged himself to focus. Thereports weren’t going to read themselves, and he need to be able to summarize themaccurately. It was the least he could do for Erwin. No, in this state, it wasreally all he could do for Erwin. The thought twisted his gut uncomfortably andhis jaw set into a tight line.

Theafternoon passed slowly, but Levi’s attention did not waver again from thepapers before him. Carefully he examined them, trying to fill in any unreporteddetails that might be important, jotting down notes where it seemedappropriate, and compiling the most useful information. Wading through thedifferent styles of report and often-illegible handwriting of his fellowofficers more than occupied his attention as the light took on an amber hue andbegan to slide down the wall towards where he sat.

Levipulled his legs out of the way as Erwin moved to take a seat on the couch. Witha noise of comfortable affirmation Erwin guided Levi’s legs back over histhighs once he’d settled in place. He spread a small map over Levi’s shins,leaving it there while he double-checked it against a field report of the area.Almost automatically, Erwin’s free hand came down to rest on Levi’s ankle whereit kneaded gently through the pants of his uniform. Glancing at Erwin over the sheafof papers, Levi raised an eyebrow at the map laid over his legs but said nothing-Erwin was clearly engrossed in his work and it wasn’t an uncomfortable position.

Thesteady marching of text in front of Levi’s eyes as he slowly plowed through thereports stretched into a droning rhythm. He barely noticed the light fading,ignored it when Erwin got up to light the lamps. Perhaps he made a small noiseof protest when Erwin came back to the couch, sitting closer this time. Perhapshe grumbled as his legs were hoisted across Erwin’s lap again, much more ofthem occupying the larger man’s space this time. But he did not look up, didnot notice anything out of the ordinary until he felt large hands kneading histhighs, working their way slowly down, massaging the muscles.

Levilet the reports rest in his lap, and crossed his arms. Erwin was looking at himnow, all blue eyes and a silent, knowing look written across handsome features.“What are you up to?” Levi asked, more to himself than his companion as Erwin’sthumbs drew deep circles in the muscle above his knees. “Nothing.” Came Erwin’snon-reply, the relaxed contentment obvious in his unwavering gaze.

Witha sigh Levi transferred the papers from his lap to the floor, making sure theystayed in a neat pile. He let himself relax against the arm of the couch andbreathed in deeply, finally deciding that his work was done for the night. “Weshould go eat.” He reminded Erwin.

“Weshould.” Fingers traced over his knees, thumbs pressing into the inside of hiscalves as large hands wrapped around them, squeezing in a gentle rhythm. “Butnot yet.” Erwin added.

Thewarmth of Erwin’s fingers, his lap, the balance of tenderness and force in hismassaging hands, it all found Levi genuinely at ease, for the first time thatday. It felt almost too good, like something he didn’t deserve after doingnothing but sitting and reading. “You don’t have to baby me like this, Erwin.”Levi muttered, wondering how he was still managing to be such a bother to his Commander.

Erwin’shands paused and he looked at Levi more critically. Levi’s eyes dropped, preferringto avoid the intensity of Erwin’s attentions despite the intimacy of theirposition. Erwin’s hands resumed, slowly pulling tension from tight calves andresuming their downward journey. “Am I making you uncomfortable, Captain?” Atthe words Levi looked back up, noting the flicker of amusement playing aroundErwin’s lips. He shook his head, the burning of his ears betraying him even ashe tried to maintain a stony demeanor.

“Good.”Ewin answered, a sly smile growing as the hands stopped massaging, strokingback up Levi’s legs to rest on his thighs. “And I’m not babying you, Levi.” Hemoved closer, shifting Levi’s legs on his lap until his face was inches fromLevi’s own, hovering so close above. The moment stretched and Levi forgot theache in his foot, the frustration he’d felt all day, instead his focus narrowedto Erwin’s face and hands and body close to his own. When Erwin leaned in, Levitilted his head back instinctually, their lips meeting in a brief brush. Astheir kiss deepened, Levi melted into the couch and his lover, wrapping hisarms around Erwin’s neck.

“No,”Erwin murmured into Levi’s mouth, “This is for me.”

#eruri #levi ackerman #erwin smith #snk fanfiction #cuddling #wingedwolfheart #cuddle prompt march 2018 #you can lead a horse to water but you cant make it drink #i dont know #sometimes i write about them on the couch in erwins office #like i write that a lot #that couch has seen a lot #tangentially a sickfic #barely #drabble #my writing

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ao3feed-stucky · 7 years ago

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by ohmyomegasteveandalphabucky

prompt: OKAY SO THERE ISNT ENOUGH OF THESE (SORRY IF THIS IS WEIRD I KNOW NOT EVERYONE LIKES IT) BUT COULD YOU WRITE ONE WHERE BUCKY HELPS STEVE WHILE HE'S IN LABOR, BUT STEVE IS TO SCARED TO GO TO THE HOSPITAL SO BUCKY HAS TO CALL AN EMERGENCY MIDWIFE TO COME TO THEIR FLAT? AND MAYBE ADD IN SOME CUDDLES AND FLUFF? LOVE EVERYTHING Y'ALL DO!! ANONYMOUS

march 19, 2018.

Words: 645, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Captain America (Movies)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers

Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers

Additional Tags: Alpha!Bucky, Omega!Steve, Mpreg, pre-labor

#Bucky #AO3 works tagged 'James Barnes/Steve Rogers'#ao3feed #stucky #steve rogers #bucky barnes #c

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the-woman-upstairs · 7 years ago

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Yuletide Letter 2018

Dear Author,

Hello and thank you so much for giving me the gift of fic! Listed below are all the relevant details that should help you in your writing, but if you have any questions, feel free to send me an anonymous message.

Here are some of my general likes and dislikes that should give you some guidelines for writing.

General Likes: Fluff, sexual tension, romantic tension, mutual pining, friends turned lovers, family bonding, protective family/friends/significant others, fake dating, holding hands, zombie apocalypse au, cuddling, happy endings, emotional hurt/comfort, emotional support, snowed-in, public declarations of love, soulmate au, relaxing/adventuring together, rebuilding trust, kidfic, high school au, non-sexual romantic gestures

General DNWs: Rape/non-con, BDSM, gore, extreme violence, torture, unhappy endings, character deaths, watersports, emotional/mental/physical abuse (parental/domestic), humiliation, incest, pedophilia, slurs of any kind, somnophilia, A/B/O dynamics, scat, emetophilia, bloodplay, breathplay, hate crimes, misogyny, homophobia, racism, first person POV, Dom/sub, ageplay, underage, vote, food kink, mommy/daddy kink, character bashing

Here are all my fandoms including characters and a few prompts if you’d like to use them.

Mission Impossible (Movies)

Characters: Benji Dunn, Ilsa Faust, Ethan Hunt

I absolutely adore all three of these characters and believe they have the most interesting dynamics with each other, especially after Fallout. What I’m really interested in is some OT3 goodness; there is just so much polyamory potential between them with their personal shared history, relatable traumas, and relationship growth from Rogue Nation to Fallout.

Prompts:

- The three of them are stranded together during a mission and through their teamwork + stressful situation realize their feelings for each other

- One is injured and the other two fret over them. Can be during or after a mission

- Benji and Ilsa rescue Ethan together and while they both know they have feelings for him, realize they’re in love with each other too

- Figuring out how to live together and enjoying domesticity with each other

- Post Fallout vacation where they help each other to heal from Lane’s attacks and fall in love in the process

The Miseducation of Cameron Post

Characters: Cameron Post, Jane Fonda, Adam Red Eagle

What really struck me about this movie were the touching and realistic bonds of friendship between the three queer teens. Conversion therapy is horrendous, but the support and love they had for one another made me emotional (not enough films that focus on queer teens being friends with each other). I’m strictly looking for gen, not interested in any romance between the three of them, but if you want to introduce an OC love interest for one or each of them that’s totally fine.

Prompts:

- What happened now that they escaped God’s Promise? Where do they end up, how do they travel together, what places do they visit, who do they meet? (Please nothing from book canon as I haven’t read it yet)

- Zombie apocalypse au and would prefer it set during the canon era. Give me some 90s culture, queer teens, and a zombie filled road trip

- Time skip where it’s been about ten years and they’ve gone on to live separate lives but are brought back together and catch up/reminisce

- Three queer teens and a baby! Somehow in their travels they find a baby and despite the obvious hardships, work together to take care of them and give them better love and support than the three of them received

- Musician au where the three of them play completely different instruments and genres but manage to cobble together an awesome band as a means of openly queer artistic expression

Searching

Characters: David Kim, Margo Kim

The father-daughter relationship in this movie really tore me up in how raw and real it was and I just want to see more of it, either post-movie or in a kind of au

Prompts:

- These two would be interesting to see in a zombie apocalypse au. Surviving together, David doing anything to protect Margo while she proves skilled at surviving herself

- Father daughter road trip post-movie! What’s their destination? Any cool or weird sight-seeing? Would like to see them enjoying the time together but also openly grieving over Pam together about how she can’t be there with them

- David meeting someone new and the two of them dealing with him dating again and the possibility of another long term paternal presence in Margo’s life

- Father daughter detective agency. Can either be an au on its own or post-movie canon. Cases they take on, uncovering corruption, reuniting families, working together to help others like them

- Margo’s first year in college documented through her e-mail, Skype, texts, misc digital messaging with her father

Blockers

Characters: Angelica, Sam, Julie, Kayla

The emphasis on positive female friendships was such a wonderful part of this film and I really would like that to be the focus of any fic for this fandom. I included Angelica because I’d also be very interested in having Angelica/Sam be a background relationship with the focus being on the friendships or the central relationship that the other friends help/support Sam with.

Prompts:

- The girls helping get Sam and Angelica together, whether it’s through flirting tips or setting up dates or

- Sam (with Angelica) goes to pride for the first time and Julie and Kayla come to support (maybe they also explore their own queer identities? Feel free to experiment with that concept)

- Future fic where Sam and Angelica are getting married and the friends go through all the cliches (bachelorette party, family getting together, panic/stress in general) together while also reminiscing and strengthening their friendship

- Future fic where the three of them become moms and help each other deal with parenting

- Any exploration of their friendship before senior year. Include all the cliches you’d like: homecoming games, sports or academic competitions, bonding over love or hatred of school subjects, etc

Baby Driver

Characters: Darling/Monica, Debora

I adore the movie as is but I would also 100% love it more as a lesbian car chase/heist film.

Prompts:

- Events of the film but Deb is the driver and she falls in love with darling

- Post movie where darling survives and seeks out deb

- Deb takes that cross country drive with darling instead of baby

- Supernatural creature au darling as a vampire, deb as a werewolf

- Initially, darling just hooks up with deb (smut is highly appreciated) but then falls in love with her

The Nice Guys

Characters: Jackson Healy, Holland March, Holly March

This movie is already great but would have been improved by 100% if Holland and Jackson had kissed at the end. The co-parenting dynamic they adopted towards the end of the film was so sweet and I’m an absolute sucker for queer family dynamics. Add the time period to that and there’s loads of great fic possibilities.

Prompts:

- Holly accidentally calls Jackson “dad” and Holland freaks out like he does but realizes he wants Jackson around, in both a “dad to holly” way and “I’m in love with you” way

- Family road trip vacation with plenty of pining between Jackson and Holland, realization of feelings, and Holly setting her dads up

- Beach vacation where Holland and Jackson can appreciate each other’s dad bods in bathing suits

- Case fic where one of the guys ends up in danger or kidnapped and feelings are realized/revealed

- Holland gets a lot of attention from women AND men (oblivious to it naturally) and Jackson finds himself feeling jealous and Holly helps him woo her dad

Thank you so much for writing my Yuletide fic, I can’t wait to read it!

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redrobinfection · 7 years ago

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“Mi cama es su cama”

JayTim Week 2018 | Day 4 - “Bed Sharing” (Day 6), Pt 4 of 6

AN: Okay, so, March is definitely one of the worst times of year for me, surpassed only by April, so, originally, I hadn’t planned on participating in this JayTim Week. But I couldn’t stay away from the “bed sharing” prompt, and thus this massive oneshot was born. Since I don’t like posting long works to tumblr, and the fic naturally split into six, roughly-even parts, I’ve decided to release one part each day up until day six, at which point I’ll also share a link to the entire work on Ao3. I particularly enjoyed writing this spur-of-the-moment monster, so I hope you enjoy reading just as much!

Tags: enemies to friends to lovers, pre-N52, slow burn, sleep deprivation

<< Part 3

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Jason sagged under the weight of his equipment. It wasn't any heavier than it usual - his leather jacket, his bat-emblazoned armor, his gun holsters, his belts, his gadgets and grapplers - but right then it felt like ten tons and he wanted nothing more than to shed everything, sink down, and sleep right there. Coming back after a week-long fight against a world-wide alien invasion tended to that to you.

He pushed himself to move forward, toward the fluffy bed he hoped still waited for him in the next room. He was lucky this place was still standing and not on the verge of collapsing or on fire or in rubble as many buildings in Gotham were after the heavy hits the city had taken in the attack.

As one of the largest cities on earth, Gotham had attracted a fair bit of attention from the invading forces, and most of Jason's time had been spent trying to defend this sad concrete jungle from utter annihilation. Sometimes he had wondered why he even bothered, but then the frightened faces of the everyday people he'd seen as he helped evacuate large sections of the city - the people he'd seen help their neighbors, the adults he'd seen watch over children whether they were their own or not, the youths he'd seen help the elderly - reminded him that the city isn't the place, it's the people, and even Gotham City people - the real ones, not the crooks and the freaks and the corrupt officials - were just as human as any other people.

"Hello, bed," Jason mumbled, as he shuffled into his bedroom, the welcome sight of his beloved bed with its rumpled covers laid out before him. He blearily scanned the rest of the room, confirming that all four walls of the room were intact and that the ceiling wouldn't cave in on him as he slept.

"Hi, Jay."

He made it five steps into his bedroom before it finally registered that his bed had responded to him. He jumped back slightly and blinked rapidly. Now that he was staring right at it and was a fraction more awake than he was a moment before - thank you, adrenaline - Jason noticed his comforter seemed to be breathing, and then it registered that the rumples to the comforter were roughly person-sized. In particular, roughly Tim sized.

"Tiiiiiiiiiiimmmmmyyyyyyyyy."

The comforter rustled and a foot appeared, but the younger man didn't respond. A distant part of Jason was glad Tim had remembered to remove his boots before climbing in.

"Timmmmmyyyy, I wanna sleeeeeeep."

"Mmmmmkaythengetin," Tim mumbled from under the covers. Jay hobbled forward, carefully snagged a corner of the comforter, and peeled it up and off. Tim hissed as the cool air hit his skin and he scrunched his eyes up against the sudden brightness.

"Jaaaaaaaaaay, noooooooo."

"What're you doing?"

"Sleeping."

"No, why are you doing it in my bed. Go find your own," Jason demanded, reaching under Tim and attempting to pry him up from the bed. Tim's arms whipped out, grabbed for the edge of the mattress and locked on, the smaller man putting up a valiant fight against Jason's childish attempts to shove him out of the bed.

"Nooooooo, all my beds are toast."

Jason pulled back and sighed. "You mean all your safehouses got smashed?"

"Mmhmm. Smashed. Fire. C'mpr'mised."

"Then go to the Manor. If nothing else, the Cave has plenty of cots for sure."

Tim made a disgusted sound and reached a hand out blindly for the comforter. Jason made a game of moving the edge just out of Tim's reach until he finally gave up and let his hand flop back limply onto the mattress.

"B is a stupidhead and I don' wanna sleep on any cot," Tim whined. "This bed closer. And comfier."

"This bed mine, so get out of it so I can sleep," Jason ordered firmly.

"No, 's big enough for botha’ us. We'll share. Tha's what we do, right? Share our beds wit' each othaaaaaah," Tim explained sleepily, jaw cracking in an enormous yawn at the end.

Jason scrubbed his hands through his grimy, dusty hair and sighed once again, considering his options. He stared at his replacement as his mind slowly churned, and he couldn't help a small smile as he studied the younger man. In this whole time, Tim hadn't opened his eyes once. Either he was just that tired, or they'd finally reached the point at which Tim was no longer paranoid that Jason might stab him randomly at any second.

He resisted the urge to reach a hand out and ruffle the dark, fluffy strands of Tim's hair or run the back of his hand down the fine line of his jaw. He never would have admitted it before, but little Timmy was actually pretty cute, if you were into that sort of thing. He caught himself staring at Tim’s dusty-pink lips and shook himself out of idle thoughts of whether they'd be as soft or smooth as they looked; part of him wanted run the pad of his thumb across the bottom one, but another part wanted to suck the top one between his own.

He shook his head vigorously and chuckled at his own rambling thoughts. He must be pretty tired if he was thinking about little Timmy Drake in that way. He scrubbed his hands through his hair one last time then shrugged and gave in. After all, who could argue with the adorable logic of a sleep-deprived Timmy?

"Okay, we'll share," Jason agreed. He shrugged off his jacket, shucked of his boots, pants, and holsters and kicked all of it off to the side. He'd worry about the rest later. "Budge up, Babybird, so I can get in."

Tim moaned. "Nnnnoooo, not babybird."

"You have two seconds before I lay on you."

Tim grumbled a bit more but slowly wriggled himself over to one side of the bed. Jason sank down onto the mattress gratefully, immediately melting into the warm patch Tim had left behind. He pulled the comforter over them and tucked it in around them. Tim instinctively snuggled in as he reached over him to arrange the far corner, and Jason went along with it, curling around the smaller man in search of warmth.

After a few seconds of shifting and burrowing and pulling at the covers they finally found comfortable positions and settled in. Jason found himself nodding off almost immediately. He had almost drifted off entirely when he vaguely registered a voice in his ear.

"Wha?" Jason croaked.

"I said… 'not ba'ybird'…" Tim mumbled, his voice so slow and hazy he might have been talking in his sleep.

"Yes y' are. Y'r a little red robin, a fluffily li'l bird with your fluffy hair tha' stands up in th' mornin' and y'r a baby and y'r a babe."

"Not babe."

"Yeeeah, y'r a total babe, my bird babe, my babebird."

"Mmmmmnoooo, too sleepy. Argue later. Go sleep."

"You sleep, Babybird."

Tim groaned and made a clumsy attempt to elbow Jason in the ribs that mostly resulted in driving his arm under Jason's body uncomfortably. Rather than be annoyed, Jason chuckled and rearranged them. He looped his arms around Tim, pulled him in to trap his arms between them, and tucked the younger man's head under his own. Tim immediately quieted and melted easily into their collective warmth, his gentle breaths tickling Jason's collarbone.

The last thought Jason had as they drifted off together was that it wasn't all that bad, cuddling a "babybird" in his bed. Not bad at all.

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Part 5 >>

#jaytimweek #jaytimweek2018 #jaytim #long text post #christmasriverswrites #my writing #the burn is slow but it is moving along #sleepy!Tim is too adorable for his own good #exhausted!Jay is a total softy #jay how could you - thinking such impure thoughts about that cute little 'babybird' ;333 #you know what they say... ''drunk/punch-drunk/exhausted words are honest words'' ;)

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baneismydragon · 8 years ago

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My top 10 tumblr posts of 2017

1. Super hero daydreams: (art) 3,104 notes - 17 March 2017

http://baneismydragon.tumblr.com/post/158517985136/superhero-daydreams

2. Draw me like One of your French Girls (fic) 2,759 notes - 23 October 2017

http://baneismydragon.tumblr.com/post/166726349481/draw-me-like-one-of-your-french-girls-part-1

3. Chicken is DONE!!!!! (Fic) 2,141 notes - 13 June 2017

http://baneismydragon.tumblr.com/post/161759503166/chicken-is-done

4. Anon. ask Prompt (drabble) 1,555 notes - 07 April 2017

http://baneismydragon.tumblr.com/post/159286164076/revised-prompt-miraculous-ladybug-so-youre

5. OT4 cuddles (art) 1,156 notes - 07 May 2017

http://baneismydragon.tumblr.com/post/160392848401/finally-back-to-drawing-i-missed-it-so

6. Hey (PSA) 1,099 notes - 20 December 2017

http://baneismydragon.tumblr.com/post/168735781226/hey

7. And the Name for your Order is (drabble) 1,031 notes - 12 January 2017

http://baneismydragon.tumblr.com/post/155772675696/happy-birthday

8. Marichat- Don’t be Rude (drabble) 1,030 notes - 12 April 2017

http://baneismydragon.tumblr.com/post/159476733306/marichat-dont-be-fucking-rude-prompt-your

9. She’s Never going to love me (drabble and art) 1,017 notes - 12 March 2017

http://baneismydragon.tumblr.com/post/158297465586/for-portentous-offerings-who-is-my-sick-buddy

10. Just stay with me- Marichat (drabble) 932 notes - 18 April 2017

http://baneismydragon.tumblr.com/post/159720003166/just-stay-with-me-marichat

Thank you all for making this another awesome year! I am looking forward to bringing you even more content in 2018!

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cdyssey · 8 years ago

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Stagpotter’s Writing Master Post

*Updated as of 5/31/18.

Latest works in Marvel.

I. Once Upon a Time

II. Harry Potter

III. War and Peace/Natasha, Pierre & the Great Comet of 1812

IV. Marvel

V. Other

I. Once Upon a Time

“Post 6x04. Regina has a death wish™.” | Tumblr | A brief exploration of Regina’s suicidal tendencies. Split Queen. Snow Queen. Oct. 17, 2016.

Prompt: Locksley Mills family painting Roland's new room together to make their move-in official | Tumblr | Outlaw Queen. Hood-Mills Family. Aug. 7, 2015.

Prompt: Regina barren spell breaks Robin and Regina are so excited to have a child of their own. Regina give birth to a baby girl she named her hope. | Tumblr | Outlaw Queen. Aug. 6, 2015

“Once Upon a Time: The Wolf, the Widow, and the Bookworm” | Tumblr | Set during the Missing Year, this is a headcanon depository for Regina and her relationships with Ruby, Granny, and Belle. Aug. 5, 2015

“I’m checking you—er, I mean, this book out.” | Tumblr | Outlaw Queen. Library AU. Aug. 1, 2015

Untitled Outlaw Queen fic. | Tumblr | Missing Year. Robin discovers glimpses of Regina through portraits he finds in her castle. Feb. 20, 2015.

“Shattered Sight” | Tumblr | AU. The Snow Queen casts her curse, only it isn’t triggered by little flecks of glass flying into vulnerable eyes. A person has to look at a reflection of themselves… and that David does, and the worst version of himself thinks like the most self-loathing version of Regina. Dec. 29, 2014

“Some Regal Believer rambling set after 4x02.” | Tumblr | Henry sees his room for the first time after the events of 4x02. Oct. 12, 2014.

“Christmas” | Tumblr | A grieving Regina deals with her first Christmas during the Missing Year.

“The Apple Tree” | Tumblr | Set after the Season Three finale. Regina’s apple tree is dying. It’s a metaphor. June 11, 2014.

II. Harry Potter

“Haircuts” | Tumblr | FF.NET | Set during DH. While on the camping trip from hell, Hermione and Harry get haircuts to accentuate their existential crises. Dec. 17, 2016.

“Harry and Andromeda” | Tumblr | Headcanon/Drabble about Harry and Andromeda’s relationship after the war. July 29, 2016.

“The Hogwarts Library” | Tumblr | Headcanons about the Hogwarts Library. July 10, 2016.

“AU where everything is the same except that Ron and McGonagall start a chess club, and it’s freaking awesome.” | Tumblr | Headcanon depository for a Hogwarts chess club. June 8, 2016.

“Ease” | Tumblr | Drabble. Bellatrix and Narcissa have a late night conversation shortly after Bellatrix’s release from Azkaban. July 13, 2015.

III. Natasha, Pierre & the Great Comet of 1812 / War and Peace

“Prayer” | AO3 | Natasha reunites with Pierre after his car accident in Paris. Pierretasha. College AU. August 10, 2017.

“Moonlight (Part One)” | AO3 | Andrei meets Natasha on a moonlit night. College AU. August 13, 2017.

“Trapped” | AO3 | Pierre and Natasha are trapped in the campus library together during a tornado warning. College AU. August 21, 2017.

“Drowning” | AO3 | Andrey and Natasha discover Pierre after a particularly heavy night of drinking. College AU. September 17, 2017.

“Cuddling” | AO3 | Prompt: pierretasha cuddles, Pierre is big and warm and Natasha loves to cuddle with him. College AU. October 3, 2017.

“Summer” | Tumblr | AO3 | Vampire AU. October 8, 2017.

“Chapel” | AO3 | Natasha gets worried after Mary Bolkonskaya suddenly goes missing. October 22, 2017.

“Hélène and Pierre” | AO3 | A study of Hélène and Pierre's relationship. Hélène's POV. December 3, 2017.

“Grief” | AO3 | Mary struggles with the grief she feels following Andrei's death. It's a consuming creature and quite liable to consume her... but Natasha and Pierre won't quite let that happen. December 25, 2017.

IV. Marvel

“Needles” | Tumblr | Hulk Widow. Post-TWS. Natasha and Bruce have a chat in a dinky, little bar in the middle of nowhere. Dec. 23, 2014

“Precipice” | Tumblr | AO3 | Romanogers. Steve and Natasha’s relationship has always been defined by precipices; they’ve teetered on the edges of labels and gone over them, and somehow, they’ve become closer than they ever had any right to be. March 12, 2018.

“The Pipe” | Tumblr | AO3 | Romanogers. Natasha is seriously injured in the fight against Proxima Midnight. March 17, 2018.

“Restless” | Tumblr | AO3 | Romanogers. Natasha and Steve deal with the immediate fallout of the snap. May 25, 2018.

V. Other

“Second Date” | Tumblr | Hamilton. Hamliza. Alexander and Eliza enjoy their second date lying beneath the stars, the whole world stretched above them. February 2, 2017.

Inside Out drabble | Tumblr | A really angsty headcanon about Inside Out, lololol. July 24, 2015.

“You wore board shorts to our first date.” | Tumblr | Jurassic World. Clawen. Short drabble peering into the beginning of Claire and Owen’s less than satisfactory first date. July 2, 2015.

#just wanted to get my crap together for once #lolol #reginianwrites

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