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chappedandfadedvds · 4 years

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Nov 1st, Sunday 09:11

Rain pounding against the window. A slow steady rythm. And a hazy greyish tint lay over the serene room of the awoken boy in bed, buried under thick covers. He blinked his heavy eyes open, not yet having caught enough sleep to feel the energy to do anything more than that.

It took him a moment to recall the date, sunday. Given it was still pretty dark inside his room, he guessed it to be fairly early. Or maybe the clouds outside his window just didnt allow for more light. And he would be lying if he didn’t appreciate hiding in a halfshadow, as he looked into the calm sleeping face of Lucas.

Jens didn’t remember them falling asleep that close to each other, after they all had basically stumbled tired and worn out into bed last night. Time and curfew forgotten and all of them deciding on a spontaneous sleep over. He barely had been able to catch a glimpse of Lucas pulling off his socks and jeans, before crawling into bed, while Jens got his sister her beloved pillow to cuddle.

There was some rustling coming from the foot of the bed, on the floor, on three matresses from Lotte and their mom, Milan, Sander and Robbe had made themselves comfortable. He listened carefully in order to pick out if someone else was awake like him, but figured that they in fact were still fast asleep, leaving Jens to appreciate that this moment was his only.

It came daringly close to how he felt waking up next to Jana, without the low guilt of cheating on Britt, that had broken them up in the end. Instead there was a different feeling of sadness settling in his heart. It wasn’t really sadness though, it was something else, but then it wasn’t and Jens couldn’t find a word to settle on to describe it.

He watched the face of Lucas. He shouldn’t find a boy’s face as attractive as he did. Not that he couldn’t appreciate a beautiful man, but it didn’t came with a desire to touch or kiss said man. Jens really tried hard to think back to an instance in his life, where he might have pushed these thoughts away in favor for falling for girls only. Some sort of internalised fear of feelings for people of his own sex. But there weren’t any and it drove him crazy. It meant it shouldn’t be any different to waking up to all his other male friends. And yet...

Jens closed his eyes and imagined all the mornings he woke up next to Robbe, they were the closest friends for years, constantly touching and hugging, did he ever felt attracted to him in that way? He thought his friend looked good, yes. And that he felt some love for him, yes. Would he want to kiss Robbe? Probably not. Would he have kissed Robbe back if his friend would have tried to? Maybe, but than no, no he didn’t think so? It was confusing to reconstruct old memories.

As Jens pulled himself out of his thoughts with a pained expression on his face, he found the worried blue eyes of Lucas watching him thoughtfully, biting his bottom lip as he so often did in contemplation.

„Nightmare?“ Came the faint whisper and than an attentive hand from under the blanket to brush away a strand of hair on his forhead.

Jens fortunetely remembered that breathing was a crucial part of living and tried to do just that, before shaking his head slightly.

„Good.“ Lucas mouthed with a vague smile on his lips not yet convinced, his hand sinking onto the pillow between their faces, next to Jens’s. So why the fuck wouldn’t he move his fingers slightly over. If Lucas would have been a girl, he wouldn’t have thought twice about it. He probably would have taken him out on wendsday already. The first step is the hardest. Jens’s mind provided this stupid universally applicable line, that sounded cheesy and overused and nonethelss true.

He was a coward he knew that, but even stretching his hand out, so that their plams flat on the soft fabric below would cause their little fingers to touch, seemed like a huge accomplishment right now. They weren’t even close to hold hands. This as well may just have been a sheer accident.

Lucas’s open blue eyes darted surprised towards their touching fingers and back up at Jens searching for his gaze, with a question between them, both didn’t dare to ask. Not even in the comfort of an early quiet morning. Rather Lucas lifted his little finger to intertwine them, swallowing nervously, as he did so with caution. He was scared, Jens knew, because he was just as much afraid of crossing a line. The beating of his heart, and the blood rushing through his body swallowed up any sound of the rain, he had heard so clearly a minute ago.

There was just them, and them almost holding hands.

Jens curved his finger around Lucas’s, putting some pressure in it, just to reassure the boy that he wants this too. And it seemed to work, as the tension in their bodies diminished, leaving them to study each other faces in a comfortable silence.

There didn’t need to be words to understand each other in this second. Jens knew that it would leave him restless once they would leave this moment behind them. He knew he would have to seriously start question his sexuality, and everything that would probably happen from here on out. But for now he could push the panic in the back of his mind off to deal with later.

Good luck to future him.

„Ow. Fuck“ Jens cursed under his breath wincing, not wishing to wake anybody else, but it did catapult both of them back into the reality of this room they shared with four other people, oblivious to this promising discovery between them.

Lucas’s gleeful snort let Jens send him a pissed off look, before he turned his head as far behind him as he could without letting go of the merest gentle touch between them. He saw his sister with his phone in his hand watching him innocently. As if she hadn’t dug her tiny sharp knee into his back just now.

„You are awake. Can we have breakfast?“ Lotte quietly asked, blinking up at him, knowing she already had won this. Apparently she also was convinced she had woken him up and that was just fine with Jens. He didn’t need his sister to belabour him with questions. Especially if he didn’t really know the answers to them himself.

„How late is it?“ He whispered and was promptly presented with his bright lit up phone screen.

9:43

He guessed it was actually an approbiate time to have breakfast and nodded.

„Alright, let’s go.“ The words barely left his lips, when his sister was sitting up and out of his bed, tip toeing around his room to get out, without stepping and waking the three boys on the floor.

Jens looked back at Lucas who smiled and whispered delighted: „I’m actually getting quite hungry myself, so I think Lotte has great timing. And after the pumpkin soup from last night, I can only imagine what feast we are gonna have today.“

„You are an idiot, you know that.“

„Yes.“ Lucas affirmed happily smiling away. This was unfair. Now Jens felt the explicit need to actually dish out a great breakfast and impress this dumb dutch boy.

„Fine.“ Jens agreed, feeling weird breaking off the shared bare minimum of human contact, as he withdrew his hand in favor of getting up. As did Lucas behind him, stretching and about to collect his things from the floor. When he was hit by a pair of grey sweats, that Jens had thrown in his general direction, putting a pair on himself. He shrugged at Lucas, trying for a nonchalant look, while moving over to his room door, that stood slightly open from Lotte’s escape.

On the floor was Milan rolled up into a ball of a body and a blanket, only his head sticking out. And right beside him Robbe tangled around Sander, who didn’t seemed to mind loosing all his senses in his body apparently. Or maybe he was just different, because Jens could very well recall all the times his arms and legs had fallen asleep under the weight of a girl half on top of him.

Jens smiled at them regardless, maybe one day he could have that too again. He kinda missed it.

„You coming?“ He heard Lucas whisper at him from the doorway, looking very pretty with his untidy bed hair and in Jens’s sweats. He seemed to be just as happy watching the couple to Jens’s feet as he waited for Jens to follow him down to the kitchen.

The were almost there when Jens felt Lucas taking his hand, squeezing it before letting go again, to help Lotte, who was about to climb on the counter to get some tea cups out.

„Wait, wait! I can do that. I get the plates and stuff and you can set the table instead, okay?“

Jens stood there for the moment it took him to work through his storm of emotions again. Why did he feel just so much these days, be it good or bad? This wasn’t normal. But he seemed to feel every emotion just double as much as usual. Everything triggered a whirlwind of thoughts and it scared him. What if this would never stop?

He swallowed it down, settling for a smile instead and went over to join them.

„Say, can Mister Chef here also do some american pancakes for his dutch starving guest?“

„You bet.“ He smirked at the challenging amused look Lucas threw him over the shoulder. Playfully smacking the boy’s head, Jens shoved him away from the oven, in order to prepare the best breakfast the six had in their lives.

Well at least as great as their fridge and pantry allowed for.

#week 2 #wtfock #skam #vds #jens stoffels #lucas van der heijden #chapped and faded #blissful mornings

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kreature-ofthenight · 4 years

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The Halfshadow

#Danny Phantom #art #Cartoons #idk #watercolor

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panickedforcefield · 4 years

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Trailcutter had a long day. Please excuse him while he sits in the bar, at the furthest away table, drinking one mug of engex after the other. His back is to the door. His frame is dark enough to blend into the halfshadows.

#Otter mun had a long day #So Teebs had a long day #Otter had shitty people to deal with and an Ouchie #So Teebs had to suffer shitty people and... eh prolly not decided on an Ouchie #Replies will come tomorrow #heaven help if those people come back tomorrow #i will bite #because my axe is not allowed at work #such a shame

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the-exiled-comic · 11 months

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#warrior cats #oc #comic #wc #the exiled #crowstar #fishwhisker #halfshadow #smallstripe #petalsong #pebblerun

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wc-moonsinger · 4 years

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Halfshadow - Shatteredclan Medicine Cat

He originated from Birchclan, but unfortunately born during the era of Kit Abandonment.

He was an otherwise healthy kit, but his father demanded that he be tossed out by his mother. Before he even received his kit name, his mother abandoned him at the entrance of a fox den. He was found by Shatteredclan’s medicine cat, Limptail, and was raised in Shatteredclan by every mother there. He grew up having nightmares about abandoned kits and predators and would go up to Limtail to ask about them. She decided he should be a medicine cat. He was a very good medicine cat, but served better as a therapist and soon was given his medicine cat name Halfshadow. When he was made a fully fledged medicine cat, he asked about his purpose to his ancestors. They gave him another vision about abandoned kits and he made the decision that he would take up the task of checking and rescuing kits.

He took this one step further to set up a temporary medicine cat den near the place parents abandon kits so he could quickly treat them, with the added bonus of occasionally catching parents in the act. He’s not sure, but he thinks he sees a decrease of abandoning kits. :)

#warrior #Warriors #Warrior Cats #warriorcats #warrior cat oc #oc #shatteredclan #fanclan #digital #digital art #art #artist #artists on tumblr #cats #wc #ref sheeet

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stony-ao3-feed · 4 years

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The Games We Play

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2YSMqEX

by HalfShadows

Three months out of the ice and Steve just wants to find his place in the world, which is how he ends up working at a bookstore and avoiding Fury's calls. But when Tony Stark makes it his personal mission to help Steve find a hobby and starts sabotaging his weekends, things suddenly get a lot more complicated. Despite Steve's best attempts to scare him off, Tony and his charm keep coming around, and Steve finds that he's the one person who actually gets him. But when the past starts to interfere with the promise of the future, Steve questions his own priorities as well as Tony's trustworthiness.

- Excerpt -

Tony smiled again. That smile. What was it about that smile anyway? Maybe it was his perfectly straight and white teeth that make it so amazing. But it was more than that. It was a little crooked, one side going up more than the other. And once in a while his top teeth bit his bottom lip. It was a very unguarded smile, unlike the rest of his face, which was guarded against emotion.

“Does this mean I won?” Tony said playfully.

“I didn’t realize we were playing a game.” Steve shot back.

Tony backed towards the door with that lip-biting smile. “I think you did.”

Words: 6349, Chapters: 2/15, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Iron Man (Movies), Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Natasha Romanov (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Nick Fury, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Clint Barton, Pepper Potts, Jarvis (Iron Man movies)

Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

Additional Tags: Not Canon Compliant, Steve Needs a Hug, Tony Needs a Hug, Hobbies, Steve Rogers Feels, Artist Steve Rogers, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Protective Tony Stark, Steve Rogers works at a bookstore, Tony helps him find a hobby, Romance, Comedy, Romantic Comedy, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Nightmares, Steve Rogers Has Issues, Steve Rogers Has PTSD, Survivor Guilt

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2YSMqEX

#stony #fanfiction #ao3feed #superhusbands #stevetony

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ao3feed-stony · 4 years

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The Games We Play

by HalfShadows

- Excerpt -

“Does this mean I won?” Tony said playfully.

“I didn’t realize we were playing a game.” Steve shot back.

Tony backed towards the door with that lip-biting smile. “I think you did.”

Words: 6349, Chapters: 2/15, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Iron Man (Movies), Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Natasha Romanov (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Nick Fury, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Clint Barton, Pepper Potts, Jarvis (Iron Man movies)

Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/24053221

#stony #steve rogers #tony stark #iron man #captain america #fan fiction #ao3 stony feed #stony fan

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clans-of-the-sea · 6 years

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Claimed Names

Traditional names are 100% welcome, (Crowfang and Dawnheart are traditional) but members are also welcome to explore semi-traditional names (we do have a -flight,-eyes, and -shadow suffixes). You can also have the same prefix as someone in the opposite clan, just not your own.

Also Star, Pebble, Shell, Storm and now Night are not allowed to be used by any of the clans as suffix or prefix; but Shadow, Wind, Thunder and River are okay to use as prefixes and suffixes! The only other things off limits are things they wouldn’t know of (Octopus, Starfish, Dolphins, Sharks, Koi, other two-leg things). If you need any name help, @ailuronymy has lists for traditional, and @askowlheart is a good helper for semi-traditional and traditional. If you have a questionable name, and you’re unsure, feel free to ask!

Right now the current prefixes that are taken or requested are:

ShellClan:

Alive: (In-Use Prefixes)

Dawn, Sorrel, Skunk, Mangled, Tiger, Slug, Canary, Rush, Sun, Lichen, Buzzard, Nettle, Vole, Lily, Pigeon, Leopard, Nectar, Osprey, Rabbit, Lion, Mist, Bear, Moth, Mud, Cougar, Crab, Dapple, Moon, Duck, Peach, Starling, Bramble, Black

Recently Deceased: (Prefixes can be used for kits, but not full names)

Cinder, Beetle, Shrew, Twisted, Sandclaw, Firefoot, Riverwhisker, Crowfang, Falconstorm, Morningflower, Foxfall, Duskfall, Rainstorm, Foggypelt, Breezeflight, Heronwing, Silverstorm, Rainfoot, Whitesmoke, Lionsong, Sparkface, Hemlockstorm, Gullheart, Hollowlight, Ryecloud, Hollyface, Owlface, Sagefrost

PebbleClan:

Alive: (In-Use Prefixes)

Swan, Sheep, Dapple, Stone, Teasel, Lost, Harrier, Ferret, Chub, Bright, Spotted, Willow, Hazel, Deer, Otter, Cinnamon, Badger, Carp, Thistle, Thunder, Lightning, Ram, Goat, Lamb, Blizzard, Patched, Honey, Storm, Mud, Tawny, Butterfly, Bee, Ember, Lynx, Soot, Berry, Tide, Silver, Mackerel, Shine, Light, Fennel

Recently Deceased: (Prefixes can be used for kits, but not full names)

Plover, Reed, Hornetwind, Astertail, Brindlepelt, Rainstorm, Huntinglion, Fogwhisker, Morningflower, Maplesong, Larkrival, Bluecloud, Oceansong, Spidernose, Tigerroar, Duskflight, Goldeleaf, Heathernose, Dandelionclaw, Goosefeather, Fawnbelly, Torneye, Barkpetal, Fadinglight

StormClan:

Alive: (In-Use Prefixes)

Robin, Eel, Wolf, Roach, Blaze, White, Snail, Dace, Rook, Little, Sparrow, Evening, Daisy, Pansy, Fairy, Dust, Lavender, Mud, Crow, Shine, Twig, Briar

Recently Deceased: (Prefixes can be used for kits, but not full names)

Drownedrat, Patchedstorm, Halfshadow, Vipertooth, Firestorm, Dewshine, Shadefang, Nightclaw, Sunfrost, Battail, Birchface, Thistleface

NightClan:

Alive: (In-Use Prefixes)

Maple, Light, Loon, Speckle, Kestrel, Crow, Cherry, Apple, Tiger, Peach, Cinder, Shadow, Boulder, Weasel, Bright, Soot

Recently Deceased:

Galestorm

Reserved Names:

Blue-

Rat-

#names #claimed names #taken names #reserved names

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