#drabble challenege

[dieterbravobrainrotclub]

Join us in a Dieter Bravo drabble challenge!

We would love to extend our May drabble challenge out of server for anyone who might like to participate!

PROMPT: “Do you believe in aliens?”

TROPE: meet-cute

RULES:

-Fic should be 1k or less words.

-Must feature Dieter Bravo.

-Other characters can be included (e.g. reader, oc, other Pedro characters).

-Post to tumblr and/or ao3 any time in the month of May.

-Please appropriately tag any warnings when posting.

-Tag us at @dieterbravobrainrotclub or send us a link to the work so we can reblog and share it!

We look forward to seeing your creations!!

[lavndvrr]

I love how my daily perleo Drabble series turned into me writing whatever I want whenever I want

[onelittlesparkx]

drabble to freddie from angelina

011, the last train compartment that's not full.

Not all the parents went all th eway into the train on the first day, hell, she recalled shooing hers away on more than one occassion. Insistant that she were grown enough to board on her own. Part of that was true but the other part came from normal parent/child embrassment. Not Freddie though, she didn't seem to mind that Angelin had gone all the way to her compartment (the last one as it so happened) to make sure her boarding was as seamless as possible.

"Right, Owl's all tucked away with the rest of them." She found herself saying as she mentally crossed that off her list. "I know you said you had everything but..." she pulled the luggage into the storage. "I packed an extra pair of trainers to go with that skirt." Dark optics look over her daughter with a mixutre of adoration and rebuke. She let out a soft sigh and took Freddie's hands into her own. "Which, I know your making a statement..." She kissed her forehead. "But it's entirely too short." The previous year starting her transition had been a challenege for Freddie but she was finally feeling comfortable enough in her body to dress the way she wanted.

Angelina watched her pull the waist line back down. "At least wait until I'm off the train," she suggested as she felt the flutter of teenage memory come back for a visit. Wrappnig her arms around her, Angelina tried to commit the hug to memory, knowing it would be the last time she would see her child for a bit. "I want you to reach out to your sister when you need to okay? or if you're more comfortable one of your cousins." The pair parted. "You're a Weasley," Angelina reached for one of the curls hanging over Freddie's face and pushed it lightly away. "That means you don't have to do anything alone." Freddie nodded in agreement and pushed her glasses back up the bridge of her nose.

"I'm going to find your sister, and then I''ll be off." As she turned she could see her nephew Hugo and his friends approaching the end compartment. That was the best thing about being a Weasley; that you didn't have to do anything alone. She turned to blow one final kiss goodbye and continued on as she promised. By the time she had boarded off the train she moved into George's side and wrapped her arms around him.

"Did you tell her about the skirt?" He asked almost pleading. Angelina let a small laugh out over her lips. "I did, I also mentioned that if I had to make you wear it in order to scar her I would." George sighed, "I have great legs for that, thank you ver much." Angelina felt him press his lips on her head before they both looked longing at the departming train to Hogwarts.

[cygnetofthesea]

100 Word Prompt: “They can hear us.”

From the prompt list Dialogue That Gets Scarier When Trapped In A Hug

@liquidheartbeats2 @thewritingpursuit @cbsnforeverandalways

“Iris?” He looked at her cautiously, stepping toward her. “What’s going on?”

Iris’s hand flew up to his lips, halting any other words, her lips pursed to hush him. She moved her arms around him, craving his warmth. It wasn’t until he held her tight that she realized how much she needed it to keep her steady. Barry may not be aware of it, but Iris could hear the quiet whispers filtering the room. It was all around them but it appeared they have yet to be aware of Barry and Iris’s presence. She had to get them out of there before they did. 

She stretched up to brush her lips against his ear and whispered shakily. 

“They can hear us.”

[multi-fandom-imagine]

A/n:Part of my 25 Kisses Challenge || Video Game Style || on my archiveofourown account.

A/n 2: Sooo enjoy!

Summary:

Bigby just wanted some sleep, then you had to go and kiss him like that.

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For Beetley: I hope you like it :3

The Kiss: Winter-Chill Kiss {{ when your partner licks up your neck then blows on it. }}

Bigby was tired, so very tired and the man wanted nothing more than to head back to the apartment he shared with you, lay in bed next to you then fall asleep. So he was quiet to see the only thing that you were wearing was one of his large shirts. Sitting up on the bed you turned to your attention to the man standing in the doorway. Sighing you gave him a crooked smile then patted a spot next to you on the bed.

"Ya know I was hoping for some sex but you look so dog tired." You teased which caused to roll his eyes, though kicking off his shoes Bigby sat on the edge of the bed. His figure hunched over as he stifled a yawn.

"Those pun's aren't funny...." Though you could see a small smile form on the edge of his lips, sighing you pressed a kiss to the side of his head then started to massage his shoulders.

"All joking side, I hate that you're so tense Bigby. You're working your ass off, you stopped the crooked man and people are still treating you like crap." You muttered then wrinkled your nose as your arms wove around his neck. "I don't like seeing my handsome wolfie all down."

"Red" Bigby let out a groan as he started to unbutton his shirt. "Do you think you can tone back the puns...just for tonight."

"Hmp...I make no promises." Grinning you rested your chin on his shoulder. "I love you."

"I love you too Brooke...now..let's just get some sleep..I'm off tomorrow so I can actually take you out." He muttered as he slipped off his shirt though he gave you a sideways glance noticing that you were still leaning into him.

"what are you doing?"

"Nothing?" Doing your best to give him an innocent look you then gave his neck a long lick then blew on it causing the man to shuddered and you could have sworn that his eyes flashed gold.

"That's not very nice." he let out a small growl before he quickly pinned you to the bed, hovering above you he started to lean in for another kiss.

Letting out a laugh you did your best to shrug even if your wrists were pinned by Bigby though seeing that you were already getting what you wanted you decided to tease him some more. "My my Mr.Wolfe what big teeth you have."

Eyes golden Bigby chuckled then let his lips brush against your ear. "The better to eat you with my dear."So much for getting sleep tonight, well their was always tomorrow.

[justagirlinafandomworld]

Listen, I'm feeling sentimental, don't laugh

But your fics are literally the best!! I absolutely love the drabbles, every time one of them crosses my dash, i get so excited to read them!! You have a talent for making me feel so much with so little words - it never fails to amaze me

Not to mention your flash fic challenge (which i kinda already did by mentioning the drabbles but let's pretend I'm making sense)! On really bad writing days, I go to the masterlist, pick a quote and somehow get something done - it never fails to give me joy in my writing

That's it, I hope you have a great day💕

And that this ask wasn't weird

Kat, this is such a beautiful message. I woke up to this and have just had the biggest smile since.

Thank you for coming into my inbox when you were feeling sentimental. Thank you for following my little updates in writing.

It's truly heartwarming to know that they affect you in this way and that the flash fiction challenge still inspires you even a year later! 🤯

I love this. Thank you so much. ❤

Oh, and please continue to tag me in things written for the flash fiction challenege!! I enjoy reading them and love to share.

I hope you have a wonderful weekend, Kat!! Your message has truly made mine. 💓

[rnmheat]

RNM Heat Weekend 2022: June 24-June 27

RNM Heat Weekend 2022: Aliens and A/B/O June 24-27

It’s Back, Baby! RNM Heat Weekend returns during Roswell’s hottest days of the summer!

This is an event featuring Extreme Thirst, especially on the topic of Omegaverse (Alpha/Beta/Omega or A/B/O) Tropes and Dynamics! Open to all types of fan creators- whether you write fic, create fanart and moodboards, edit gifs, make vids and more, all are invited to participate!

Prompts are generally the same as last year, but in addition to new song prompts, we've added a twist: A set of Mini Challeneges that you can mix, match, combine, and layer on to each day's theme, however you feel inspired. Mini Challenges are listed below the daily prompts.

Friday, June 24- Theme: Omegaverse Dynamics - It’s an A/B/O world

Our cast of Roswell characters, but Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics are a factor. Maybe it’s the aliens. Maybe it’s the humans with the A/B/O genders and our beloved aliens are trying to fly under the radar. Maybe it’s everyone! Maybe they’re in an AU setting, or right at home in Roswell. Lean into the tropes, or invert them- but no matter what, it’s time for some A/B/O trope to crash land in fandom!

To me you’re more than human,

You are more complex - “Purify” Placebo

Saturday, June 25 - Theme: Heat - All types of “Heat” tropes

There’s so many ways to frame it- A/B/O Heats and Ruts, Pon Farr, Sex Pollen, Aliens Made Them Do It, Fuck Or Die scenarios- whatever the reason, the characters have to get it on.

They say be afraid,

You’re not like the other,

Futuristic Lover - “E.T.” Katy Perry

Sunday, June 26 - Theme: Mating Bonds, Imprinting, and Alien Biology

Dig into how alien biology might factor into Omegaverse tropes. Is there Knotting? Fluids? Mating Bonds? Breeding kinks? Are there Eggs? Probing? Evolutionary changes to mate in Zero G? What does the scent of rain mean? How does it all work ? Let’s get creative and let our freak flags fly!

- In the darkest little paradise,

Shakin’, pacin’, I just need you - “Don’t Blame Me” Taylor Swift

Monday, June 27—Bonus/Amnesty Day

Didn’t finish something? Post it today and we’ll spread the good word!

And now it’s one more day up in the canyons,

And it’s one more night in Hollywood - “A Long December” Counting Crows

Mini Challenges:

“No Small Roles”- include a character in some capacity who is recently introduced to Roswell, or who only joined us for a short amount of time.

 “Drabble Challenge”- take us on the themed journey in a Drabble, or a similarly short-form format

“Trope Inversion”- whatever the rules are supposed to be, a character or the world itself changes things up

“Clown Car”- just how many characters can make an appearance in your work…and in what capacities?

“Rare Pair”- feature a pairing that doesn’t appear all that often 

“Thirst” - be extra thirsty, set a thirst trap (or have a character do the same)

A Note on Tagging: Use the tags #RNMHeatWeekend22 and #RNMHeat22 in order for us to be able to reblog your work! You can also tag the blog directly by using @rnmheat (because tumblr likes to eat tags sometimes) and post to the collection on AO3: RNM Heat Weekend 2022

Also, check out the works from last year's event at RNM Heat Weekend 2021 (find it by searching rnm_heat on AO3 as well)

Remember to tag for appropriate content- this genre lets us explore a lot of complex themes, questions, and kinks, but that often means that concepts like consent, desire, bodily autonomy, etc. are complexly portrayed as well. Please tag accordingly, and read knowing that the back button is a trusty friend to lean on if something isn’t your particular kink or cup of tea!

Speaking of the Genre– if you want to read up on Omegaverse and Omegaverse tropes before diving in, or think some research will get your creative juices flowing, check out the links below for some A/B/O Context!

[got7-texts]

Translate - Jinyoung (Day 74/100)

You can find my post explaining the 100 Day Drabble Challenge here

To view the masterlist of drabbles for the challenge, click here

Prompt: Translate Member: Jinyoung x Reader AU: N/A

Word Count: 1,582

Jinyoung glanced at you from across the coffee shop, trying not to stare, but finding it increasingly difficult. You were lost in the book that you were flipping through and every now and then you would bite down on your lip in concentration – a motion that made Jinyoung want to run over and press his own onto yours. It was his favorite book, and in that moment you were the most beautiful thing in the world to him.

“Here you go,” Jackson said, handing Jinyoung his coffee as he sat down next to him. Mark sat down across from Jinyoung and the latter frowned, his view of you now being obscured. Jinyoung shifted ever so slightly to the right so that you were in his line of sight and then grabbed his coffee, taking a small sip.

“So what should we do today?” Mark asked, glancing out of the window at the rain. He and Jackson began to discuss all the things to do in LA on a rainy day, but Jinyoung was barely paying attention at all because you had just set down the book to take a sip of your own drink and he could now see your face clearly. He let out a sigh unconsciously as he took in your features, tilting his head ever so slightly.

“Uh…Jinyoung?” Jinyoung snapped back to reality and glanced over at the two boys that were now staring at him in confusion and suspicion.

“Sorry, what?” Jinyoung asked, taking a sip of his drink.

Jackson shifted over to where he was almost on top of Jinyoung and followed his line of sight to where you were sitting. Jinyoung shooed him away with a “what are you doing” but Jackson was already processing what was happening. Mark briefly looked over his shoulder and it didn’t take him long to spot you either before he turned back to Jinyoung and Jackson with a smile on his face.

“Jinyoung, I thought you had more class than to stare at girls,” Mark teased as Jackson grinned and poked Jinyoung in the side. Jinyoung felt his face heat up as he pushed Jackson’s hand away.

“Shut up,” he mumbled, glancing back at you who had your head buried in your book once more. Jackson’s eyes flickered between you and Jinyoung and he nodded towards you.

“Go say something!” he exclaimed. Jinyoung looked at him in shock and then shook his head.

“No way! I don’t even speak English, what would I say?” he said, looking away from his friends.

“Your English is pretty good now! Just tell her you think she’s cute,” Jackson stated, pushing Jinyoung once more. When Jinyoung didn’t move, Mark sighed and stood up.

“Okay, my turn,” he said, edging out of the booth. Jinyoung watched Mark saunter over to you in horror, unable to get out of the booth because Jackson was blocking his exit.

“Hey there,” a voice said, pulling you from your concentration. You glanced up at the voice and your eyes fell on a young boy about your age with dark hair and a toothy smile. You glanced around before looking back at him and offering him a small smile.

“Hello,” you said, slowly. “Can I help you with something?” you asked, after a moment of silence passed. The boy put his hands in his pockets and shifted his weight onto his other foot.

“Yea, maybe,” he said, cooly. “I’m Mark. My friend thinks your cute but he’s too shy to tell you,” he said, smirking lightly as he pointed backwards to the booth behind him. As you glanced over, you saw a boy standing out of the booth and pulling another boy by the arm to drag him out. A smile drifted onto your face and you felt your cheeks warm up.

“Um…okay,” you said, not sure of what to do. All you wanted was a quiet place to read your book. You hadn’t expected to meet three attractive boys. You watched as the boy with the snapback dragged the one who you presumed liked you over to where you were sitting.

“Hey,” Snapback said with a big grin on his face. You lifted your hand in acknowledgement with a small ‘hi’ as Snapback pointed to his friend he had just dragged. “He likes you,” he said, in a teasing tone. His friend smacked him in the arm and then immediately looked at the ground.

The boy who supposedly liked you was definitely the cutest of all three. His hair was dark and soft and you held back the urge to run it through your fingers. He was dressed casually with dark jeans and a loose top and yet it seemed to look better on him than the others.

“Hi. I’m Y/N,” you said, still sitting down put holding a hand out to the boy. He finally looked up at you and gave you a small smile which made your heart beat pick up a bit. He took your hand gently and shook it, holding your gaze with his dark eyes as he spoke.

“Nice to meet you. I’m Jinyoung,” he said, in English. It was clear that English wasn’t his first language, but you had to commend his effort. He had spoken very clearly and it was quite easy to understand, even with his adorable accent peeking through.

“Hi, Jinyoung,” you said in a breathy voice, continuing to smile at him. He hadn’t broken your gaze and when he did, it was as though you had taken off earphones. It had almost been silent when you were talking to him and now the sounds of the coffee shop flooded back into your system.

Jinyoung turned to Mark and said something in a different language that you couldn’t understand. It sounded almost beautiful coming from his lips though, and you immediately wish you spoke whatever language it was.

“He said he really likes the book your reading,” Mark translated. Your eyes flickered between Mark, Jinyoung, your book, and then back to Jinyoung.

“Oh!” you exclaimed, smiling once more. You turned to Jinyoung and smiled shyly. “It’s one of my favorites. I really love the author a lot so I decided to re-read this one before his new work comes out,” you said, as Jinyoung held your gaze. He immediately turned to Mark who began to speak the other language. Every now and then the other boy would jump in with a small blurb of translation with an excited look on his face.

You watched Jinyoung smile after Mark had translated for him and he looked at you as he spoke once more. Again, you didn’t understand a single word, but you were happy to hear him speak and look at him for as long as you could.

“He said he really likes the author too,” Mark said.

“And he also wants to know if you’ve read the book ‘Me against you’,” the other boy said.

“Actually, I think it’s ‘You against Me’,” Mark responded. You look confused for a moment but then let out a small laugh and shook your head.

“Oh you mean ‘Us against Them’,” you said, smiling once more. Jinyoung let out a small ‘ah’ and pointed to you, as if to say that you were correct and his little gesture made you smile once more as your cheeks burned.

“Yea, I really like that one too,” you said softly. You bit your lip as you and Jinyoung looked at each other for a few seconds before Mark’s phone went off. You watched him pick it up and speak in the other language for a few moments before he hung up. He spoke to the other two briefly before Snapback turned back to you with a smile.

“Sorry, we have to go back to our other friends,” he said. Then he motioned towards Jinyoung and then back at you. “But you guys can meet tomorrow if you want,” he added, grinning. Jinyoung looked at him in confusion and you knew that he didn’t know what his friend was saying.

“Yea, okay,” you said, biting your lip and smiling lightly. “I’d really like that,” you added, glancing at Jinyoung who was looking back and forth between Mark and Snapback for any idea of what was happening.

“We’ll have him meet you here, okay? Does noon work?” Mark asked. You nodded and said it worked out fine. “Do you want one of us to come with?” Mark asked, genuinely. You paused for a moment but then nodded.

“Yea, maybe that would be best. At least for the first date,” you said. As soon as the words left your lips you realized that you had insinuated more dates and your cheeks burned a bright crimson as Snapback let out a loud laugh. Jinyoung was now looking even more confused and you heard him speak to Mark, probably asking what had just happened. Mark held his hand up to Jinyoung and with a small smile, turned back to you.

“Sounds good, we’ll see you tomorrow then, okay?” he asked, ignoring Jinyoung’s pleas for translation. You felt a bit bad for the boy, being teased by his friends, but you grinned at the trio through your blush and nodded anyways. As Mark and Snapback began to drag Jinyoung back out the door you waved goodbye.

“Goodbye, Y/N!” Jinyoung said in pure English and you had to admit that your name sounded a lot better when it was coming from his lips.

[like-romeoandjuliet-love]

Bughead and Friends Drabble Challenege: May edition!

Day 1 : Spy AU

Mind reader/Undercover Lover/True Lies

Her silhouette against the sunset light will always take his breath away, even with a bullet lodged in his stomach. Even as he starts to feel groggy, wanting to fall asleep as her figure comes into view.

“Oh god!” She kneels beside him, already tending to the wound.

“No vital organs damaged.” He chokes out.

“You can’t know that.” She shakes her head. “Why did you have to come here?”

“You.”

She breathes out slowly, applying pressure to the wound, as he winces. “You know they can’t know about us, you know that right? It’ll be the end for us. They’ll kill us both.”

“Yet, you’re the one chasing a man who kidnapped me last month to the ends of the earth because he broke my fingers.”

“Well, he’s the one who has none now.”

He tries to laugh but it sounds painful. “That’s my girl.”

“Shh save your strength, baby, stay awake ok? I’m going to get you out of here and we’re gonna fix you.” She’s crying, sobbing as he starts getting weaker. “Come on, Jug, you can’t ask me to marry you and just die.”

“I’m not gonna. I promise.”

She does manage to get help. Toni finds time to remotely and secretly scour Berlin for a trustworthy doctor, someone who wasn’t within the agency. Jughead’s in a coma for two days. The worst 48 hours of her life. They can’t keep doing this, she knows.

“It’s like I can read your mind.” He groans, adjusting himself on the bed. “I’m not leaving you. I made that mistake before. Whatever happens, we have to stay together. I won’t let you push me away.”

“You almost died.”

“It’s in my line of work.”

“Someday they’ll be able to tell we’re lying. That the one time thing they discovered wasn’t just the one. That this is...real. That we didn’t pretend to be together for a fucking Arab prince. That we were there together. I saw the file on Macoy’s desk. On me. On Dubai. And quite possibly on us.” He can feel the anxiety radiating off of her.

“We’re spies, Betty, all we do is lie. We can keep going. You’re a masterful liar and so am I. We’ve been trained to lie and gamble with life and those around us.” He argues and she hides her face in her hands.

“I want to be your wife. I want to end this.”

He urges her to sit beside him on the bed. “I love you. And we’re gonna fix this.”

•••

Again, out of control! This one fits into the universe of one of the last drabble challenges I wrote - HERE

[authoratmidnight]

For drabbles challenege: 14 + 55 + datastormshipping

14. “Take. It. Off.” + 55. “It’s just you and me tonight. I was thinking we could have a little fun.”

Yusaku stretched as he sat on the small couch in his living room, eyes flicking over to clock every few minutes. He drummed his fingers on his arms anxiously as he waited, the time ticking away slowly.

For what felt like the first time in forever, Yusaku and Ryoken’s schedules had lined up in such a way they both had free time on the same day in the evening, so they had decided to make the best of it.

A date basically.

Yusaku had even made sure that Ai was occupied for the night-dropped off with Takeru and Flame and left with a streaming service full of corny soaps to keep him busy for a good few hours.

Roboppy had helped Yusaku clean up the place so it would be fit for a date night and was currently bustling around the kitchen, keeping an eye on things from there.

The only thing that was missing was Ryoken.

Yusaku stood up, dragging his fingers up and down his arms as he paced around the room. He was due to arrive any moment now and Yusaku wasn’t really sure if he was ready for this.

A real, proper date, just the two of them. No Knights, no Ignis, no work, just them, some food and a quiet night in.

His anxious thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a knock on his front door.

Yusaku’s heart skipped a beat as he turned to look at the door, it was Ryoken, he was there, finally. With shaking hands he all but ran to the door, rushing to open it to greet his date.

Ryoken stood on the doorstep, shifting on his feet nervously and tugging on his sleeves. His head shot up, looking towards the door as Yusaku pulled it open.

“Ryoken! Y-you’re here.”

“Well, you did ask me to come, so here I am. Be thankful I got here at all, Specter would not stop asking questions.”

Yusaku took a step back, letting him into the house.

As Ryoken stepped out of his shoes, Yusaku’s eyes travelled down to his wrist and he frowned. “Ryoken, what is that?”

“What is what?”

“Your duel disk, why do you have it with you?”

“One never knows when things may come up,” he said.

“Take. It. Off.”

“Why?”

“Ryoken, we agreed, no work. It’s just you and I tonight, work is suppose to stay at work. And that,” he pointed at Ryoken’s duel disk. “Is your work and how you stay connected to work.”

Ryoken scrunched his face up in some kind of indignant look and Yusaku could tell that if he wanted to get the duel disk from Ryoken, he was going to have to do it himself. He internally sighed, hoping he wasn’t about to make a fool of himself.

He took a stepforward, linking his hands with Ryoken’s as he met his gaze. “It’s just you and I tonight, and I was hoping, we could have, a little fun?” Yusaku’s lowered his voice as he spoke, leaning in till his forehead was touching Ryoken’s.

The effect was almost immediate, Ryoken’s face turning a very impressive shade of red as his silver-blue eyes widened in shock. He opened his mouth to speak, only to stumble fruitlessly over his own tongue, stammering out a string of incoherent babble.

“Hey, Roboppy, could you lock this up someplace safe? And don’t give it back till the night’s over!” called Yusaku and Ryoken looked down at his wrist, then to Yusaku’s hand, which held his duel disk.

Roboppy rolled into the hallway and Yusaku handed her the stolen object before taking pulling Ryoken after him.

“There, now we have no more distractions, and you can actually stop working for once,” said Yusaku.

“That’s just playing dirty,” huffed Ryoken as he followed Yusaku into the living room.

“Maybe, but you’re a work-a-holic and you need to relax, which is what tonight is for,” said Yusaku, placing a kiss on his cheek. “I even got Ai out of the house for the night too, so no distractions.”

“Master, master!” Roboppy rolled into the room, tiny arms raised over her head as if in a panic. “You dinner is going to burn!”

Well, almost no distractions.

[sleepyssnail]

Hi, hi!!! 🤗 So for the Drabble Challenege ask! I would really love to see your take on 40. "The kids, they ambused me." I can imagine the hilarity the Sides could get up to! 🤣 (No pressure to do this, I can imagine you're working hard on other writing project!) Take care!! 💙💙💙 ~km

Notes: Hii, hiii, hiiiiii km!!! :) I’m more than happy to do this! It’s a nice break from bigger writings sometimes, I hope you like!

Summary: Roman and Patton turn into kids and Logan and Virgil have to deal with it

Words: 564

Sanders Sides Taglist: @candiukas @romanthroughthestars @allthemetalsoftherainbow @morganlafley @beach-fan

People who wanted to be tagged in sanders sides stuff from this post: @milomeepit @captainhadeslover @asterias-confused-writings @yep-another-fander @madly-handsome @that-one-transguy @sander-sideblog @neko-ereri @fandomdiabetes@laughingaylin @justanotherfangirl121 @sos-fandoms @acrazia@justanotherlatinfander @sanspie122

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“What on earth happened here?” Logan asked, pushing his hair back from hs forehead and adjusting his glasses. “I left to help Thomas for five minutes and the place is a wreck!”

“The kids ambushed me,” Virgil hissed, holding a squirming toddler Roman away from him as if he was holding a disease.

Sighing, Logan rubbed his temples and stated, “This is why Roman shouldn’t drink random potions from the imagination and why Patton shouldn’t think everything is some form of fruit punch.”

From behind the couch, little Patton popped his head up and called, “Lo! You’re back!”

Resisting the urge to make a face, Logan nodded and winced as Roman let out a shriek demanding to be put down.

Placing Roman on the floor, Virgil moved to slump on the couch of the commons before stating, “He wants up, then he wants down, then he wants to grab my hair, but he has the same color hair. I don’t get kids.”

Removing his tie so as to not experience another choking issue, Logan commented, “It should wear off in a couple days, if not sooner with how much energy they’re burning off. And with Roman being roughly around the age of three, and Patton five, they’re going to be very active.”

Feeling someone pulling on his pant leg, Logan glanced down to see Patton grin before saying, “We have the same glasses! Isn’t that cool Lo? We’re twins!”

Nodding, Logan bent down to pick up the crayons and markers scattered across the room, while Roman yammered on about something he couldn’t fully understand. Placing a handful of crayons in the basket on the coffee table, Logan noticed from the corner of his eye that Patton was helping pick up the coloring books and organized the toy cars in a line.

Humming slightly, Logan stated, “Very good job, Patton.”

The small moral side looked up from placing the yellow car next to the green one and smiled widely, holding out a stack of coloring books for Logan to take. Placing the books on the table, Logan stood and sat on the couch, suddenly feeling tired even though he had barely done anything.

“Roman stop,” Virgil stated, trying to pry an uncapped marker from Roman’s hand as he waved it around like a sword.

Patton giggled from where he sat on the floor and said, “Ro wants to play!”

Lowering his marker, Roman pulled himself onto the couch and crawled over to Virgil before standing up, using the back of the seat for balance. Staring at Virgil intently, Roman babbled something that sounded like, “color,” before raising his marker and rubbing it against the anxious side’s face.

“Roman!” Virgil exclaimed, snatching the marker from the little side’s grasp and tossing it into the drawing basket. Turning to Logan, Virgil said, “Do something! This is the third time today he’s colored on me and it’s stressing me out!”

Glancing at Patton, Logan suggested, “Patton, why don’t you and Roman play with the cars while Virgil and I get you two lunch. Would you like grilled cheese?”

“Yeah!” Patton exclaimed, stumbling over to where Roman was sliding off the couch.

Looking at Virgil, Logan asked, “Does that work?”

Nodding, Virgil rubbed the back of his neck and asked, “Can I take a nap?”

“Not yet,” Logan said, gesturing around his face, “You have a little marker everywhere.”

[exosmutfactory]

If I was smart I'd finish a month worth of DT drabbles in advance, but I like a challenege so :'D

[theoneandonlysaucymo]

Challenge anyone??

Thinking since its almost close to hallowee doing a trick or treat challenege

Throwing up a few Halloween things and see where if yall wanna make it a trick or treat and i write it???

Drabble cause how i roll

Btw will have two things up tomorrow finally 😉

[ao3feed-rumbelle]

Secrets for the Greater Good (#80)

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2sSPWj4

by Itrustyoutokillme

Drabble. Belle finds out she is pregnant.

Words: 98, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 3 of Drabble Challenges

Fandoms: Once Upon a Time (TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Snow White | Mary Margaret Blanchard, Belle (Once Upon a Time)

Relationships: Belle/Rumplestiltskin | Mr. Gold

Additional Tags: angsty, Drabble, 100 words only, challenege

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2sSPWj4

[curiouslich]

DC: Thirst for Knowledge

The breath of the wind rattled through pages and scrolls as the Spellbreaker stepped once more back into the ruined library.  A smirk on his face as he pulled his light coat tighter.  Winter was setting in Nagrand and while the climate kept the worst at bay the breeze from over the sea to the north chilled the dungeon city of Highmaul.

“I want everything copied and taken back to Voidheart.”  He spoke to the Starsunder academics he had brought with him.  “I want every last scrap looked over, leave nothing out.”  The trio of blonde elves smiled as they went to their individual portions of the library to begin copying the scrolls and books into arcane crystals.

Running a hand over the shelves he smiled at all that was still intact. Millennia of arcane knowledge and study recorded and documented. Powers and work done by the hand of mad tyrants thirsting for more.  To keep an iron grip on their home they delved into the arcane and the artifacts they unearthed. Centuries of knowledge that had fallen into his hands, the Spellbreaker licked his lips, he wouldn’t sleep much in the coming days.

@drabblechallenge || @shadowsunder

[chronically-ghosted]

pleasepleasepleaseplease i need yall to participate in this, SO BADLY

Join us in a Dieter Bravo drabble challenge!

We would love to extend our May drabble challenge out of server for anyone who might like to participate!

PROMPT: “Do you believe in aliens?”

TROPE: meet-cute

RULES:

-Fic should be 1k or less words.

-Must feature Dieter Bravo.

-Other characters can be included (e.g. reader, oc, other Pedro characters).

-Post to tumblr and/or ao3 any time in the month of May.

-Please appropriately tag any warnings when posting.

-Tag us at @dieterbravobrainrotclub or send us a link to the work so we can reblog and share it!

We look forward to seeing your creations!!