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weelittleweasley · 4 years

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It’s Complicated (c.d.)

Prompt inspired by anon request: Cedric wanted a relationship, you wanted something casual. This made for a complicated dynamic between the two of you to say the least, but Cedric was determined to make things less complicated simply and plainly.

Pairing: Cedric Diggory x Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+ sexual content (rough sex, male receiving oral, FILTHY TALK), language, but also fluff? Idk I tried to do it all with this one LMAOOO

Word Count: 3.8k

A/N: Bro lowkey after i wrote this I was like.....yo do i wanna fuck cedric?????

Rising from the bed quickly, you started pulling your clothes back on, preventing Cedric from pulling you back onto the bed and into his arms. You heard him groan in disappointment, “Why can’t you stay?” You laugh and shake your head, sliding your jeans on. He always wanted you to stay after one of your encounters. “For five minutes?” he tries to bargain with you.

You take a look at yourself in the mirror and wipe away the smudged eyeliner under your eyes. Without turning back to him, you speak, “As tempting as you offer is, I’m still going to go.” Cedric sighs. “Besides, I don’t think friends with benefits snuggle with each other,” you joke around as Cedric just rolls his eyes before a small smile tugs at his lips.

This friends with benefits relationship started last year between you and Cedric. The two of you had undeniably chemistry and after one night of sitting in the common room together, you had shared your first kiss which eventually developed into something more that night. The thing about this relationship was that you didn’t expect it to go on for this long. You had been sleeping with Cedric on and off for about a year which was never your intention. You thought that it would maybe last three months, but instead you found yourself knocking on his door for longer than that.

You couldn’t help it. There was something about Cedric Diggory that made you want more. He was charming, smart, and handsome. What was not to like? The only thing that stood in your way of a casual hook up with him was Cedric’s blossoming feelings for you. You made it very clear to Cedric that you didn’t want a boyfriend; you would rather be in a situation-ship rather than a relationship. In a relationship, you had the capability of being hurt. It was best for you to be on your own and sleep with whoever you wanted rather than be tied down to one person.

Cedric on the other hand was mad about you. He originally had the same intentions as you when starting this arrangement. Sex and sex only. No dates. No labels. No PDA. No nicknames. No exclusivity. Just sex. But he started having second thoughts about four months into your agreement. The thought of you flirting or sleeping with other guys made his stomach churn. The more time you spent together, Cedric realized how intelligent, kind, and passionate you were. Cedric was falling for you and he was falling quickly.

Was it still wrong to be sleeping with the boy who had feelings for you when you didn’t want a relationship? Sure. But you justified it every time. The sex was great, Cedric was a good guy, he wouldn’t be a dick and tell the school about your affairs, and at this point, it would be too late to stop. You were in the thick of it, there was no escape now.

Cedric sits up and pulls his boxers back up. “(Y/N), you know how I feel about you,” he justifies, but you hold up a finger and stop him from going any further. You didn’t need a declaration of love right now. What you needed to do was get out of his room and go to the library and meet up with Luna for your study session. Cedric doesn’t stop though, he rises from his bed and walks towards you as you lean against his desk. When he reaches you, he places his hands on your hips, pulling you close to him. “Why not give us a shot?”

“Because we agreed that this is just a casual thing,” you retort, pushing his hands off of you gently as Cedric sighs in defeat. “No labels remember?” Cedric sadly nods and you have to look away from him or else you’ll get sad too. A relationship with Cedric wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. He was a great guy and you knew he would be the perfect boyfriend. But you weren’t going to get a head of yourself. You brushed the thought aside and simply kissed his cheek. “I have to run, but I’ll catch you later. Alright?”

The boy in front of you just smiles gently, knowing that he’ll just be disappointed again when you come over and leave. His yearning to be more than just sex to you grew every day. But he didn’t tell you that. He kept seeing you rather than losing you altogether. “Yeah,” he nods as you give him a smile.

The two of you just stared at each other for a moment, thinking of how messy this arrangement was. Cedric, hopelessly crushing on you, while you tried to convince yourself that you didn’t want a relationship. Before you register what you’re doing, you press a gentle kiss to Cedric’s lips, him immediately kissing you back with no hesitation. The kiss is gentle, sweet, and short. You don't know why you did it. You never kissed him goodbye. But today you felt like you wanted to. Almost needed to. Cedric looks like he’s about to say something, but you just speak before he can, “Alright then, bye, Cedric.”

You walk to the door, leaving quickly. “Bye,” he calls after you as you shut the door.

As you walk down the steps of the boy’s dormitories, you can’t help but mentally beat yourself up. This friends with benefits thing was going too far; it should stop. But the thought of not being with Cedric made your stomach twist. It was good for you to set a boundary, right?

You evade the thoughts from your mind as you enter the library, spotting Luna waiting for you at a circle table. “Sorry that I’m a little late,” you huff while sitting across from her. “I got caught up with something.” Luna looks at you and blushes before looking back at the book on the table. “Why are you looking at me like that? Do I have something on my face?” you touch your cheeks.

She shakes her head. “Um, no, dear,” she giggles. “You, erm, you’ve got something...right here,” she points to her own neck for reference. Your face heats up with embarrassment as you slap your neck, realizing that Cedric had given you a massive hickey. “No judgement here. Do what you have to do.” You groan and close your eyes. You hated when Cedric gave you hickeys; they always lasted forever and you got teased relentlessly on them by your friends. Luna notices your frustration and takes the light blue scarf from around her neck off and hands it to you. “Here you go.”

“You’re the best,” you thank her as you wrap the scarf around your neck. “Fucking Diggory...” you huff as Luna giggles, looking at you a little concerned. You were never this disheveled after seeing Cedric. In fact, you were always in a pleasant mood after being with Cedric. You notice Luna’s gaze and speak with a sigh, “It’s complicated...alright, enough of that, what are you working on?” ----------

The next day, you sat in the grass with a few of your friends, all chatting and munching on small snacks. It was a gorgeous spring day, the sun was shining, flowers blooming, and the smell of fresh grass danced in the air. The day was seemingly perfect.

As mild chatter was exchanged between a few classmates, you scanned your surroundings. That’s when you spotted Cedric. He sat on a bench, eyes focused on the book in his hands. You smiled to yourself as you watched the way his eyes maintained a soft focus on the words, him running one hand though his hair pushing it back. He looked other worldly in the moment, like a Grecian god. Your heart fluttered, but you prevented a blush from coming onto your cheeks by taking a deep breath in.

However, you thoughts came to a screeching halt when Cedric’s gaze lifted from his book and landed on something, rather someone, else. His mouth moved to greet the person who sat on the bench next to him. Cho took a seat next to him as he draped an arm around her shoulders, her giggling. Your stomach became sick at the sight and jealously flooded your chest. What was he doing? The pair start talking as Cho laughs at something he whispers in her ear. Your blood is boiling at this point.

“You alright, (Y/N)?” one of your friends asks you.

“I’m bloody brilliant,” you speak, your eyes not moving from Cedric. “One moment.”

You ignore the calls of your friends as you rise from the grass, grabbing your bag, leaving the circle. You weren’t going to do anything to Cho Chang. She did nothing wrong. In fact, you weren’t going to do anything to Cedric either. But you were going to make sure he knew that you saw what he was doing.

Making yourself looking as unbothered as possible, you shake your head, snapping yourself out of your funk. You let yourself relax, a soft smile relaxing on your face. You walk in their general direction, not stopping to say hi to them, just passing the bench the pair was sat on. However, Cho looks up and speaks. “Oh, hi, (Y/N)!” she beams.

Matching her energy, you speak, “Hi, Cho!” You smile at her and send her a wave. Looking at Cedric, you say nothing and continue to walk, ignoring his whole presence. As you walked away, you felt his eyes on you the whole time, a smirk playing out on your lips. “Prick,” you huff under your breath.

You walk into the castle, leaving the garden area. But that’s when you hear footsteps behind you, quickly approaching. “So you’re going to ignore me now? Is that what we’re doing?” Cedric’s voice calls after you as you smirk, knowing you’ve won. “Hello?”

Sarcastically, you turn around and pretend to just notice him. “Oh, hi, Cedric. I didn’t see you there. Anyway, I need to get going now,” you tell him. “You shouldn’t leave Cho alone. It’s rude to do that.”

Cedric laughs, “You’re joking, right?” You just shrug and turn around, walking away. “Merlin, (Y/N), you should be one to talk! You leave me alone constantly after you’ve had your way!” he exclaims. His words make passerbys oooh as your face flares up with embarrassment. “What? You’re gonna play all shy now? ‘Cause last night you were anything, but shy,” he continues as people’s interests peak.

You look around at multiple pairs of eyes on you as you grab his hand and pull him into a vacant classroom. You push Cedric in first, you shortly following, locking the door behind you. “What the fuck was that?” you yell at him, pushing his chest back, completely enraged. Even though there were a handful of people who knew about you and Cedric, you weren’t keen on the whole school knowing about it.

“Well, now that I have your attention,” Cedric starts as you slap his arm. “What? You’re mad because I’m talking to another girl. Merlin, (Y/N), it’s not like I kissed her!” You roll your eyes. “So, it’s okay for you to talk to other guys and flirt with them, but when I do it, it’s wrong? You’re mental!”

Scoffing, you roll your eyes. You hadn’t flirt with anyone else; maybe cheeky banter with George Weasley once, but nothing that should have had him sweating. You retort, “That’s a load of rubbish, Ced, and you know it! You wanna know what else is? You tell me how much you like me and then you go ahead and do shit that says otherwise!” Cedric pulls at his hair, unable to comprehend the situation. It’s not until a tear hits your lips that you notice that you are crying. This game was driving you crazy. “Cedric, I don’t know what we’re doing!”

“No, (Y/N)! You don’t know what you want!” Cedric yells back as you stop, shocked at his accusation. “I’ve been very clear with you this whole time. I want you. I’ve wanted you for so long and it’s only you who I want. You make me happy. I want to call you mine and all mine. I don’t wanna worry about someone asking you to be theirs. I want you to be my girlfriend. But it seems like that’s something you don’t want!” he throws his hands over his head, in full surrender. Cedric is crying now too, but he angrily wipes his tears away.

Gulping, you decide to confess to him why you’ve been so persistent on not being his girlfriend. “It’s because I don’t wanna get hurt, Cedric!” you yell, throwing your hands up. His face changes from frustration and softens into concern. “I’ve been how relationships can affect people. I’ve comforted too many friends before. Heartbreak seems too painful and I don’t need anymore pain in my life. Because I know if I lost you, it would be the greatest pain of all,” you cry out.

After you spill out your feelings to Cedric, you bury your face in your hands and sob. It isn’t long before Cedric runs over to you and holds you in his arms, you burying your face in his chest, sobbing into his robes. His one hand rubs your back and the other cradles your head rest on his chest. He lets you cry into him and doesn’t say a word. Cedric lets you cry and cry and cry into his chest for as long as you need. The only words he speaks are, “I’m not going anywhere.” His strong hands comb through your hair, relaxing you as you sniffle into his robe, calming down. He places a soft kiss to the top of your head. His embrace brings you comfort and peace, his grasp feels familiar. Like home.

You pull away from his chest and look up at him and he takes your face in his hands, wiping away any leftover tears. “I’m not going anywhere. I swear on my family name that I will never hurt you. I am going to protect you with every cell in my body. I promise I am going to make you the happiest girl in the world if it’s the last thing I do. And if I fail to do that, then I’ll be damned. But I am going to be the best man for you,” he swears to you, looking deep into your eyes. His eyes swelled with honesty and compassion, something you had always admired about him. In his moment, you couldn’t admire him more.

“I want to be yours,” you tell Cedric. “All yours.”

Your words make Cedric’s lips turn upward into a childish grin and he chuckles, “You mean it?” You nod as he laughs before pressing his lips firmly onto yours as you wrap your arms around him, pulling him close to you. You sighed into the kiss, relaxing your whole body. Finally. It felt so right. Standing beside Cedric, kissing him, but this time as boyfriend and girlfriend. “Say it again,” Cedric whispers against your lips before reattaching them, not wanting to stop this moment.

You smile into his kiss and mumble against his lips, “I’m all yours, Cedric Diggory.” He quietly moans into your kiss as you feel him pressing his hips into yours. “All yours,” you repeat as his hands trail down your cheeks, neck, to your chest to grab your breasts through your robes. You moan and push against his hands as you can feel him smile.

Cedric breaks your kiss and looks at the door, making sure it was locked before drawing his wand and casting the Muffliato spell. You look at him baffled that he would want to have sex in a classroom. You thought since he was a prefect that he would want to play things safely. But your mind was quickly persuaded otherwise as both of your robes hit the floor, uniforms shortly following, Cedric pushing your blouse open so he could kiss the exposed flesh on your chest. You tangle your fingers in his hair as he leaves dark purple hickeys on your breasts, marking his territory. “I wanna hear you moan my name,” he demands, roughly ripping your bra off as you gasp, the cold air hitting your nipples. Cedric takes one of your nipples in his mouth, kissing and sucking on it before making his way to the other.

You roll your head back and let his name fall from your lips with a moan. The sound of you saying his name made Cedric moan as he sucked on your breasts, sending vibrations through you, the wetness between your legs growing. “Ced, baby,” you pant as he kisses up your neck before taking your bottom lip in between his teeth with a smirk, pulling on your lip gently.

“What, baby?” he asks, voice deep, making you weak in the knees for him. Which gives you an idea.

With a small smirk, you drop to your knees and yank down his boxer as Cedric stares at you with wide eyes. You watch as his hard dick hits his stomach before you take it in your hands, slowly pumping. Cedric sucks in a breath through gritted teeth. “You want me to suck you off, baby?” you look up at him through your eyelashes before licking up his shaft from his balls to the tip.

Cedric groans, “Bloody fucking hell, yes.” With that, you take his length into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the tip, letting your saliva and his precum wet his erection before you take anymore of him. Cedric thrust his hips, forcing you to take all of him as once, making you gag a little. “Fuck,” he pants as you start to suck his dick, hollowing out your cheeks, bobbing your up and down him. “I love your pretty little mouth wrapped around my cock,” he breathes out as you suck on his tip, hands massaging his balls. “Fucking shit, (Y/N),” he moans out as you take his whole length in your mouth, his dick pushing your gag reflex. “Let me come inside of you. I wanna cum inside that tight little pussy,” he pulls out of you with a pop.

He pulls you up from your knees before grabbing a condom from his back pant’s pocket. “Naughty,” you laugh at him, surprised, but not that he’d carry around a condom with him during school.

Cedric rolls the condom on his hard length and then pulls you close to him. “Get over here,” he smirks. Cedric grabs your thighs as you jump, wrapping your legs around his waist. He pushes you against the wall, so he can fuck you against it. “You’re mine. You got it?” he growls which only makes your need for him grow, your pulsating vagina begging for him.

“Fuck me, Ced, please,” you dig your nails into his back, aching for him.

“Only good girls get fucked. Now say who you belong to, slut,” he demands.

His sudden change in demeanor makes your heart race. “You, Cedric, you. I belong to you. I’m all yours, baby. No one else. Just you,” you whine as he teases you, dragging his tip in between your wet folds. “Fuck me, baby. Fuck me like I’m your little slut.”

With that, Cedric pushes his whole length into you as you sigh out in pleasure. Cedric groans before starting to thrust in and out of you, not letting you adjust to his size. You wince a little bit at his size. He notices and says, “Take it like a good girl.” His words make you wetter for him as he pounds in and out of you, hips crashing down onto you. “You like that? You like the way I fuck you, baby? Who else fucks you like this?”

You dig your nails into Cedric’s back and dig your heels into his lower back, pushing him deeper inside of you. “No one else. Only you fuck me like this,” you pant with each thrust, making your breasts bounce with each thrust.

“Good girl. That’s my baby,” he praises you, grabbing your chin, forcing your gaze onto him. “Let me hear you moan my name, baby. I love hearing it coming out of you.”

You smile, lips slightly parted as you stare into Cedric’s eyes that are dark with lust. “Cedric, fuck,” you moan out. “You fuck my pussy so good. I love feeling your hard dick inside of me.”

Cedric grabs onto your thighs tightly, leaving small bruises as he groans. “Mmm, yeah,” he moans before pressing his lips on yours, sloppily snogging you, tongue massaging yours. “I want you to come all over my dick, baby. I want you to scream my name as you come.”

Obeying his demand, you roll your head back, focusing on the feeling of his dick rocking in and out of you, your walls tightening around him. You feel his thumb roll sloppy circles onto your clit and that’s what sends you over the edge. Waves of pleasure wash over you as your mouth falls open. “Shit, Cedric, I’m gonna fucking come,” you moan out, eyes screwed shut.

“Come, baby, come all over my dick. I wanna watch you come all over me. Scream my name,” he whispers in your ear.

With a few more thrusts and sloppy circles, you curl your toes and dig your nails deeper into his skin. “Fucking hell, Cedric!” you cry out with pleasure, releasing all over his hard cock as he moans shortly after you, shuddering inside of you, telling you that he had finished. He continues to thrust in and out of you, riding out both of your highs.

Beads of sweat fall down both of your faces as your chests rise and fall rapidly. You both catch your breaths as Cedric gently puts you down. You hold onto his biceps, needing a little help standing, your legs feeling like jelly. “Bloody hell,” Cedric pants with a light laugh. You join in his light laughter, both still in euphoria about how great the sex was. Maybe the best you’ve ever had.

The two of you get changed back into your uniforms and robes, cleaning yourselves up after your little quickie. As you fix your hair, Cedric grabs your hips with a large smile on his face. “So, you’re my girlfriend now?” he asks as you roll your eyes.

“I guess so. You’re stuck with me now, Diggory. Happy now?” you tease him, pecking his lips gently. Your heart fluttered at the sight of the happy boy in front of you. It may have taken you a while to come to terms with it, but this was right. Cedric was right.

Cedric squeezes your hips. “Happy is an understatement,” he confesses with a kiss to your forehead. This was so right.

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funnyincorrectmcu · 4 years

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Saw you were doing an ask spree so I have a question! What are your ultimate favourite Marvel fanfics? (Ao3 answers preferable!)

OOOH!!!

I ALWAYS LOVE THIS QUESTION!! But it’s also always SOO hard, because I have SO many fics that I ADORE! <3 <3 <3

Okay okay. Since you’re asking for ultimate favorites, but since you’re also in a sense kind of asking for recommendations, I’ll do you a solid and give you a list of fifteen (which is really doing myself a solid because it means there are fewer that I have to narrow down).

That said, if you really want my full list, go to my AO3 account and check out my bookmarks (and some of my works, if you’re interested!). Because there truly are a LOT of AMAZING writers out there. <3 <3

Alright. Here goes nothing.

Also, I am SO sorry this took me so long, but it took me forever to narrow down to fifteen, and even with THAT, I cheated. XD

Also also, fair warning, 95% of these are Tony and Peter centric. <3

Also also also (lots of also’s, oops XD), I’m gonna give a little bit of info on each one for anyone interested, but PLEASE, read all tags and warnings before you actually start reading, because some of these are a little rougher than others. (Btw, when I say “major warnings”, I’m referring to AO3′s “major archive warnings” list.)

1. More Ancient Than Magic by @ironfamjam

This is a mini Hogwarts AU that I absolutely ADORE and think about at least once a week. The way the author melds the two universes is incredible and so well done, and I quote it all the time. One-shot, IronFam centric, featuring Ned and MJ, with special guest appearances from the other Avengers and Peter’s classmates. No major warnings.

2. Everybody Loves Skip by @baloobird

Okay, Kris is my favorite MCU fanfic author of all time, so you’ll see her on here a couple of times. This is by far my favorite story of hers, and it’s what made me fall in love with Interwebs. <3 <3 Multichapter, Peter centric, featuring Ace!Peter and Interwebs, with special guest appearances from Tony, May, and Tracy Leeds. Minor sexual harassment/non-con, but it doesn’t get too graphic.

3. Ohana by @jen27ny

I read this story as a part of last year’s Irondad Big Bang, and let me tell you, I was SOOO invested. I got to the point where I had to send in play by play reactions because I was so emotionally invested. The story is so well told. <3 Multichapter, Tony and Peter centric, featuring Pepperony, Spideychelle, and minor Stucky, with special guest appearances from the rest of the Avengers, HYDRA, and my fast beating heart. No major warnings.

4. Come, My Darling, Homeward Bound by @i-am-irondad

ANOTHER Irondad Big Bang 2020 story that I became OVERLY invested in to the point that I had to send play by plays in to the author. It’s a Room AU, and she NAILS each and every one of the character dynamics. I never even saw Room, and I loved it. <3 Multichapter, Tony, Peter, and Morgan centric, featuring the rest of IronFam, Spideychelle, and adorable sibling moments, with special guest appearances from Quentin Beck and my tears. Minor implied sexual harassment/non-con. (She also has a prequel and a sequel, just so you know.)

5. The Lightning Strike by @booksxtvxsupernatural

Yet ANOTHER Irondad Big Bang 2020 story that hit me right in the feels. This is a canon-divergent post-Infinity War fic, and the way the author shows how events could’ve transpired is so realistic and beautiful. <3 One-shot, Tony and Peter centric, featuring Harley Keener and Nebula, with special guest appearances from IronFam, May Parker, and several other Avengers.

6. Family Doesn’t End with Blood by @baloobird

This is a series of one-shots by my girl Kris based off of the Irondad Bingo prompts, so there are a lot of different prompts and themes, but they ALL rock. Multichapter, Tony and Peter centric, featuring Ace!Peter, IronFam, and Interwebs, with special guest appearances from several other MCU characters. Warnings vary, so pay attention to the tags and read the notes.

7. I love you more than anything (bio dad AU) by @iron--spider

Okay, so maybe this is cheating, because it’s technically a series, but every fic in it is so good that I couldn’t possibly pick just one. I just love the whole series, because I love how the author builds their relationship. It’s so cute. <3 Series of one shots, Tony and Peter centric, featuring the rest of the Stark and Parker family and baby Peter, with special guest appearances from Obadiah Stane, James Rhodes, and Happy Hogan. No major warnings.

8. sometimes, people just die (and sometimes, they don’t) by @snarky-drabbles

This one was for the 2019 Irondad Secret Santa (huh. No wonder so many of them are Tony and Peter centric. XD), and it’s an amazing time loop story that takes place during Endgame and has an ending you might not expect, but it ROCKS. One-shot, Tony and Peter centric from Peter’s POV, featuring Pepper Potts and Stephen Strange, with special guest appearances from a whole lot of fighting. XD

9. A Rite of Passage by @baloobird

Another ADORABLE Interwebs from my favorite person, because she made me obsessed with this ship and now I can’t stop. XD One-shot, Interwebs centric (wait, did I actually find one that isn’t Tony and Peter??), featuring Ace!Peter and Bi!Ned, with special guest appearances from Brad Davis, Flash Thompson, and Betty Brant. Minor sexual harassment/non-con, but nothing graphic at all.

10. Where Dreams are Nightmares in Disguise by @baloobird

This one was actually written for me, by Kris, so obviously, it made this list. I seriously cannot thank her enough for writing this amazing fic for me based on my prompt, and for writing it so well! I LOVED IT! <3 One-shot, Tony, Peter, and Morgan centric, featuring Pepper Potts and lots of LEGOS, with a special guest appearance from a really bad dude. No major warnings.

11. harm and foul by @iron--spider

You know, there’s a lot of Tony protecting Peter out there, but sometimes, I just really wanna see Peter protecting Tony, and this is a GREAT example of that. One-shot, Tony and Peter centric, featuring IronFam, Ned Leeds, and bada** mofo Peter Parker, with special guest appearances from Justin Hammer and a few Avengers. No major warnings.

12. Sugar, Butter, Flour by @doctornineandthreequarters

Another one written for me, this time by the incredible Jaime for the 2019 Irondad Secret Santa, and I couldn’t have asked for anything better. She took my prompts to heart and created some BEAUTIFUL sibling bonding and I LOVE it!! <3 <3 One-shot, Peter, Harley, and Morgan centric (whoa. Another one without Tony. See? I have variety! ...kind of. XD), featuring Pepperony and adorable sibling love, with a special guest appearance from a Karen. No major warnings.

13. Bite the Bullet by @baloobird

In case you haven’t figured it out, yet, I love you, Kris. XD <3 Another amazing ace story that gets me feeling all kinds of validated and loved. <3 One-shot, Tony and Peter centric, featuring Spideychelle, Ace!Peter, and Ace!Tony, with a special guest appearance from BFF Ned and lots of lovely ace acceptance. No major warnings.

14. what is stronger than the human heart which shatters over and over and still lives by @lyssismagical

So, I started reading her works solely through Tumblr, and when I finally realized that she had an AO3, I went on there and bookmarked a TON of her stories immediately. This is one of her more recent ones, but it’s one of my faves, even with all the whump (being Whumptober and all). It has a positive ending, I promise. One-shot, Tony and Peter centric, featuring amazing BFF Michelle Jones, protective Peter Parker, and adorable little sister Morgan Stark, with special guest appearances from Pepper Potts, May Parker, and a lot of family love and support. Rape/non-con, but it isn’t super graphic.

15. Peaches by @peterparkrr

This was yet another Irondad Secret Santa 2019 fic, and while this one wasn’t written specifically for me, I freaking loved it. There’s so much tension and mystery in this, and I seriously thought I was gonna pass out reading it from all of my worry. But, luckily, it has a happy ending. One-shot, Tony and Peter centric, featuring canon divergence and lots of references to other Avengers, with a special guest appearance from a terrible government. No major warnings.

And there’s my top 15! But, because I said I was cheating, here are two bonus fics that cannot be found on AO3. I know you prefer AO3, but trust me when I say you cannot pass these up.

1. This fic by @loubuttons

This was posted directly to Tumblr, but I have it saved in screenshots on my phone and I re-blog it all the time because I absolutely ADORE it. I will always be down for Peter and Morgan fics, especially when Tony is involved, and this one touches my heart like no other. One-shot, Tony, Peter, and Morgan centric, featuring protective big bro Peter Parker and Tony being an amazing parent, with special guest appearances from equally awesome Pepper Potts and May Parker. No major warnings.

2. He’s My Intern? by losingmymindtonight (if they have a Tumblr, I don’t know it, so if anyone knows it, please find them and tell them they’re awesome)

This one was posted on FF.net, and it was actually one of the first Tony and Peter stories I ever read, and it BLEW me away. This one is another series of one-shots, but each one is filled with soft Tony and Peter moments and I love it. Multichapter, Tony and Peter centric, featuring Happy Hogan, Bruce Banner, F.R.I.D.A.Y., and all the hurt/comfort you could possibly want, with special guest appearances from Pepper Potts, May Parker, Ned Leeds, and several other Avengers. No major warnings.

Okaaaaay. I think that’s it??

Wow. That took me FOREVER.

And I’m not even sorry, because all of these authors deserve ALL of the credit I gave them.

Thank you so much for asking this! I hope I didn’t bore you or babble too much. XD

All of you should definitely check out these amazing fics! They 100% deserve the praise! <3 <3

Thanks again for asking! <3

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bisexualoftheblade-old · 3 years

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how many wips do you have? like what are they all, and not the number of wips in a fandom? what are all the names?

okay. fuck you. fuck you so much. fuck you.

i’m putting this under a read more cut no one else deserves to see this shit. a lot of these are requests, and for those i will just write out the request itself

Shadowhunters:

domestic polycule fluff with tem, jessa, and will because im not a coward

Supernatural

- hehe hoho i request destiel hehehe

- request 61/? cai cai cai cai i need you to rewrite the destiel scene but yk. GOOD. not like i'm in the know about the spn fandom or anything, it's been years for me. but DO IT

Bright Sessions

- caleb/adam grisha AU

- mark bryant vs. united states aka sue the AM

- caleb/adam college fluff

Umbrella Acaademy

- request 31/? i want a ben and klaus drabble please spare me some brotherly bickering

- AND SO BEGINS NIGHT 4 with request 13/? oooh oooh can i get a raymond and allison playlist??? i think their vibes together would SLAP

- hi there night 2 is technically morning 3 but who's counting not me anyway request 5/? can i get a ben moodboard? gotta rep my tua bb

Percy Jackson

- request 9/? can i get a percabeth moodboard or quote edit?? like god they're the og couple goals take me back to high school cai

- For the 100 follower things :D Jercy getting caught in the rain

- request 29/? a drabble about literally anything to do with pjo. i’ll be happy with anyone and anything i’m love these children

- *somersaults in like I’m a real fancy acrobat* hello ello ello may I request some camp half blood chaos possible involving *does a flip* ✨side characters✨ <3

Penumbra Podcast

- request 52/? drabble about the penumbra podcast. this is for ren bc ren likes it and i don't actually know anything about it. juno? i think? that's the one ren likes. write it for ren

- Tpp ghost hunting / buzzfeed unsolved au

- sad juno smut

- final resting place fic go brrrr

Marvel

- request 6/? i'm going to my roots y'all can i get a spider-man playlist? if not a playlist then i'd honestly be happy with literally anything involving spider-man

- request 15/? i'm going crazy this is recorded evidence of me actually losing it ANYWAY can i get a quote edit for something from iron man? literally anything that man says is gold so cai's choice :D he deserved better in endgame i'm still bitter

- request 42/? do another spidey thing that differs from the other spidey thing

- request 73/? you have Opinions. rant about infinity way and/or endgame. go.

- request 74/? quote edit for deadpool!!

- spideytorch relationship character study

- peter parker as a tired grad student monitoring the young avengers (send help)

Six of Crows

- okay listen i wasn't going to request anything bc i worry about you but also? if you want to/have the time hit me with a playlist for our girl nina zenik

- request 43/? fuckin give me the ending anya should have had. she is alive and with her new son and having a great time

- request 45/? inej moodboard?

- request 47/? will you make literally any meme of your choosing for six of crows?

- request 48/? write a drabble for kaz, my favorite bastard

- okay so i don't actually like nina or mattias that much but i still wanna hear about your thoughts (and also see if you'll change my mind)

- kaz brekker turning 18 fic. birthday party, everyone singing, whole shebang. i need it stat

- religious trauma fic aka i started shipping kaz/alina/inej and i can’t stop

- kaz trauma soup (he has D.I.D. and you can’t prove me wrong)

- my two redacted fics for @grishaversebigbang

- wesper fake dating

- six of crows bright sessions crossover: everyone gets therapy

TMA

- uhh... s1 gang having a nice time? melanie getting to have some Pride™️? some "fun" horror thing?

- request 7/? spare steph and jason bonding? please sir? spare some for a humble child such as myself?

- okay so this was meant for night 3 but i had midterm shit SO this is honorary night 3 let's DO THIS request 8/? i want a moodboard of extremely out of context magnus archives shit like i mean confuse the FUCK out of me i don't go here i know Nothing about it

- request 11/? OKAY so i need tim stoker meeting tim drake now i need my timmy to meet your tim plus i want to see character differences no i'm not trying to create a tim stoker in my head so i can read a's fic while NOT thinking of tim drake whaaaaaat you're crazy

- request 18(i think)/? i need a quote edit of every time within the first like. 15 eps of tam where jon is like “sounds fake but go off” thank u bb

- request 40/? i challenge you to write a tma drabble based only on the episodes i've heard. i'm currently halfway through episode 23

- Jon being lovingly bullied into taking a break. I'm aware this has been written a million times but it is one of my favorite things.

- spiral!sasha AU

- extinction martin go brrrrr

- high school era timsasha. they've both been friends for years, and everyone always asks when they will be a couple. they decide to fake date, to prove everyone wrong and show what a bad couple they would be. turns out that's a bit trickier than they thought

- after sasha comes back, tim is broken. he can't let go, scared that if he looks away for even a minute he'll lose her again. sasha suggests shibari as a way for him to give up control

- sasha pov mag 19 au, sacrificing herself to save the others, knows that if she gives herself up to the not!them it will let the others live

- this is the "tim finds a polaroid of sasha" trope

- early archives days,, long nights in research,,, clothes sharing,, somft. late nights and falling asleep at their desks warm and safe in the other's presence

- two parts: timsasha as kids, each picking a constellation that is "theirs". just soft kid antics. tim at sasha's grave glancing up to see their constellations

- continuing your job’s a joke (you’re broke)

DC Comics

- TIMSTEPH HADESTOWN AU,,,

- my redacted fic for @batfam-big-bang

- request for you to get a decent amount of sleep? serious answer, dickkori, SAL's Venus

- request 4/? timsteph morning after 👀 mayhaps?

- a concept: nonbinary stephanie brown

- teehee hi mom, you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to, but can i request damian angst for your accomplishments 100 followers?

- hi you can ignore my first request if you want, or you can ignore this one. but bls possibly write some bikini ra’s? -the bikini bitch

- request 27/? jay is asking through me for a jondami playlist but tbh i also want it so win win yk?

- "I don't know how to help you but I can help you find someone who does" with bruce and jason? im just craving bruce being a good day to jason for once

- “I am putting you in time out because you need to understand the consequences of your actions.” with steph and jason as dumbass disaster bi best friends pretty please?

- request 32/? timsteph patrol date!!!

- request 33/? timsteph *gala* date? mayhaps??

- request 37/? tim drake drabble but make it Edgy cai

- request 39/? drabble of a prank war between tim and damian

- joyfire cuddly fluff please? or like just any outlaw fluff if joyfire isnt your thing (feel free to add every member of the outlaws, dont feel like u gotta stick with jason, kori, roy i love them all)

- barbara and robin! jason fluff? bonding over books or something?

- request 62/? i need a drabble about the chaotic trio jason, tim, and steph i'm love them ty

- request 63/? batfam x mcu crossover. batfam meets ironfam. give me ALL the cliches. ALL OF THEM

- request 64/? young justice x young avengers - jay cuz idk SHIT about the young avengers

- request 66/? jondami moodboard pls and ty

- request 67/? timsteph moodboard!!!!!!

- request 69/? HEHEHE kinky 😏 i would v much like a timsteph drabble of the almost first time. does that make sense? like i don't want you to go all the way NSFW cuz i know that's against the rules and i'm a rule follower. but like they *almost* go all the way. this could be fade to black or some shit i don't care just make it a lil steamy and have Fun

- i request damian angst! all of it

- hmm... maybe i request? jondami?

- mayhaps,,,,some batfam,,,,,committing crimes? ily be gay do crime <3 - lu

- How about a ficlet with Steph and Cass?

Found Family Bingo Prompts

- no powers au

- tunnel

- first day

- join the club

- hurt/comfort

- experiment

- playing favorites

- hold on

- possession

- 10 o’clock

- singing

- road

- snitch

- curfew

- timer

- fantasy au

- zombie au

- dreams

- campfire

- are you okay

- movie night

- games

- scared

Miscellaneous

- a request: Write A Drabble, Coward

- is it too late to request a moodboard for me?

- request 20/? i’m going off book because i’m in a Chaotic Mood™️ can you just absolutely vibe check me like go off cai demolish me

- request 21/? i formally request that you pick a favorite cai. i don’t care what that favorite pertains to, just pick a favorite something

- request 23/? roast me

- request 24/? can i have a buzzfeed unsolved spoopy playlist but spoiler alert it’s not spoopy bc shane doesn’t believe does this make sense it has been a Day™️

- request 25/50 i want a jake and amy fic make it Soft cai i’m love them b99 is so good

- request 28/? i know nothing about the lord of the rings so make something that will confuse the shit out of me

- request 34/? malvie and jaylos moodboards 😈

- request 35/? a moodboard for the bbb mods!! perceive all of us!!!

- request 36/? moodboard for the tua mods too???? mayhaps??

- request 41/? doctor WHO? idk but i want a drabble of him and the one character i know from doctor who which is rose

- request 46/? make an alignment meme with our group, have fun!!!

- request 49/? i want you to kin assign me a character from every fandom you can/want to. go feral

- request 50!!!!/? this is a special request. the most special request. can you make a bastards tbh playlist? i want our vibes encapsulated. i want us in music form. i want to hear those songs and be like "that's me and cai" and smile.

- requests 51/? i know jack shit about good omens. explain it to me in the most confusing way possible. make me know less by the end than i know now

- request 53/? can you write a mel aesthetic? i'm Curious

- request 54/? give me a list of book recs cai i want some good book recs pls

- request 56/? edit a picture of US together too

- request 58/? oooh can i have a disney edit? like. hm. i just really love disney and i want anything to do with disney. like a quote or an aesthetic or an aesthetic edit i just want disney.

- request 59/? i would v much like a recipe for carbonara. i've never had it but it sounds fucking delicious

- request 60/? ooh hey can i get a makeup tutorial? i know you like makeup, i'm shit at doing makeup. teach me

- request 65/? i need the most emo playlist you can make that vibes with dear evan hansen thank you

- request 68/? i want a superwholock moodboard. this can be serious, with the actual fandoms in mind, or literally what the era felt like. the insanity. the horror.

- request 70/? ooh ooh ooh do you have a good bread recipe?? i wanna get that bread

- request 71/? i want a playlist with the vibes of summoning a demon. please don't ask questions. i don't have answers. and if i do, no i don't.

- For the requests, how about writing something based on a friend?

- request 75/? MMMM i want literally anything to do with natasha, pierre, and the great comet of 1812

- request 76/? i want some healthy recipes. help a girl out

- a feral bbb quote or two?

- you perceive my plant but now I dare thee to perceive mine own visage

- okay this is a two for one request. 1. you did the bee movie script so now we need a shrek two script edit 2. sleep please

- Pansexual mb for my lil queer soul?

- my (probably) final request is just for you to ramble about something, i don't really care what

- HI ILY CONGRATS AS WELL CAUSE IM LATE BUT CONGRATS. could i request a pirates of the caribbean (or just pirates) or whatever you what to do, free range.

- mood board for the beluga whales who got brought to the animal sanctuary in Iceland please?

- 100 follower request: Moodboard for my stuffed cow Oaky?

#cai's 200 #asks #mininacl

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joyseuphoria · 4 years

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She hated how much she liked him now

Thank you sooo much for the prompt!!!

The “him” in the prompts are replaced with “her” since this is a fem!jily fic!!! I had too many ideas for this fic...maybe I’ll write some of the rest in the future, but here you go!

You can read it here or on ao3

THE CURLY SQUAD

(Tuesday 16:00)

Sirius Black: moony and the rest of you pay up

Marlene Mckinnon: why should we pay u?

Remus Lupin: u still owe me 20 btw so i dont think i will

Sirius Black: ofc ppl like u wouldnt know smh

jamie finally asked lily on a date

Peter Pettigrew: Wait what

Marlene McKinnon: afsjtksjdggehej

when

how

tell me everything

Sirius Black: well little prongsie finally sucked up and asked ickle lilykins on date

voila

Marlene McKinnon: give me the details black

or i s2g ill kick u out of the group

Sirius Black: empty threats

if u really wanna know u can go ask em

(Marlene McKinnon has removed Sirius Black from the group chat)

Peter Pettigrew: Remind me to not ever cross paths with Marlene

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THE CURLY SQUAD

(Tuesday 17:00)

Jamie Potter: good riddance

thx marls

Marlene McKinnon: got u covered hon

now spill

Jamie Potter: i hv a date with lil on friday:)

Lily Evans: that she does;)

Marlene McKinnon: i demand details ppl

(Dorcas Meadows has removed Marlene McKinnon from the group chat)

Remus Lupin: wh did u do that for

Dorcas Meadowes: She was being too nosy

I didn't like it

Jamie Potter:.........thx??

Dorcas Meadowes: Welcome sweetie

_________

THE CURLY SQUAD

(Tuesday 17:34)

Mary Macdonald: wait what????!!!!!??!

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JILY LAMES TALK

(Wednesday 16:30)

Sirius Black: r v up for spying on them on fri?

Marlene Mckinnon: u kno it;)

Mary Macdonald: hell yeah

Peter Pettigrew: Yes! ofc

Remus Lupin: we should give them some privacy sirius

tho ik its a foreign concept to you

Dorcas Meadowes: Obviously

And of course I wanna spy on them

Remus Lupin: but still...yes

Sirius Black: ther is no privacy between frnds

YAAY

Marlene Mckinnon: so v meet up at 4 outside the bistro next to three broomsticks

Peter Pettigrew: Wait when’s their date and where?!??

Mary Macdonald: at 5 in 3 broomsticks pete cmon keep up

Remus Lupin: how did u know that?

Sirius Black: im her brother and both their best frnds its obvio that id be the first one to kno

Marlene Mckinnon: and im lilys best frnd too sirius

Dorcas Meadows: You spied on them didnt you?

Sirius Black: v hv all the rights to spy on them

Mary Macdonald: wait i thought that i was lilys best frnd

Dorcas Meadowes: I can confidently say that it’s neither of you

I’m her best friend

Sirius Black: prove it

Marlene Mckinnon: yeah!

Dorcas Meadowes: (sends an attachment)

Marlene Mckinnon: shit

Mary Macdonald: …...fair

___________

Private chat between Jamie Potter and Lily Evans

(Thursday 19:45)

Jamie Potter: cant wait for our date tomorrow

Lily Evans: ik u cant

Jamie Potter:

Lily Evans: <3

;)

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Private chat between Jamie Potter and Sirius Black

(Thursday 19:48)

Jamie Potter: sirius sirius sirius

lily just sent me a winky face emoticon!!!!

what do i do???!!!?!!!?!?!

(Message read at 19:49)

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Private chat between Jamie Potter and Lily Evans

(Thursday 19:51)

Jamie Potter: :D

_______________

Private chat between Jamie Potter and Lily Evans

(Friday 16:30)

Jamie Potter: u ready?

Lily Evans: yes !

wher r u

Jamie Potter: cool

just reached ur door

______________

JILY LAMES TALK

(Friday 16:30)

Sirius Black: where tf r u guys

its only me and marlene here

Mary Macdonald: just outta class

be there in 10

Remus Lupin: home

Peter Pettigrew: At the ice cream parlor for ice cream

Dorcas Meadows: Oh get me some too Pete?

Remus Lupin: me too pls pete

Mary Macdonald: oooh id like some too

mint chocolate chip for me pls

Peter Pettigrew: Sure thing! wh abt the rest of u??

Dorcas Meadowes : Strawberry! with a lot of strawberries as toppings!!!

Remus Lupin : devils choc ofc

Sirius Black : guys can v focus at the matter in hand??!!

also charcoal ice cream pls

just as black as my soul

Peter Pettigrew : ...k

U marls??

Marlene Mckinnon:..........vanilla. thx

____________

JILY LAMES TALK

(Friday 16:45)

Sirius Black: where tf r u guys?!!??!?

theyll b here any sec

Remus Lupin: sirius everyone is here

except for u and marlene

where tf r u guys?!!???

Marlene McKinnon: we r at the spirit store

where tf r u guys????

Sirius Black: i told u guys to meet us here

Dorcas Meadowes: Wtf is a spirit store?

Sirius Black: a store that sees our spirit

Peter Pettigrew: Ur ice creams starting to melt!!!!!!

Mary MacDonald: oh the halloween costume shop?

why?

Sirius Black: to dress up ofc

Marlene Mckinnon: honesty guys?

lily and jamie will recognise us if v go like this

and v cant afford that!!!!

Remus Lupin: that is smart….

didnt expect it from u both

Sirius Black: fuck you remus

fuck you

Dorcas Meadowes: So what are our disguises??

Marlene McKinnon: dog ears and nose

a gily suit

a moon suit

rat whiskers and ears

a tree hat and glasses

and a big floppy hat and sunglasses for my beautiful girlfriend

Dorcas Meadowes: ………….

Peter Pettigrew: Dorcas and remus took ur ice cream btw

Something about it melting, u being stupid and u not being here

Sirius Black: remy how could u

Marlene McKinnon: ffs dorcas

i thought u loved me

Peter Pettigrew: Who’s wearing what costume?

Remus Lupin: also sirius

do u really think that we can pull it off?

itd be tooo obvious

Mary Macdonald: nd theyll realise that we r spying on them

Sirius Black: they couldnt even realise that they had a crush on each other until i intervened

do you think that theyll realise that its us???????

Remus Lupin: …...point

Sirius Black: so im wearing the dog ears and nose

marls gonna wear the gily suit

the moon hat and the silver suit is for u remus

Marlene Mckinnon: the rat whiskers r for peter

and the tree hat and sunglasses r for mary :)

____________

JILY LAMES TALK

(Friday 16:55)

Sirius Black: ok now positions!

marlene mary and i r sitting in the booth behind the big fat hydrangea

nd remus peter nd dorcas r gonna sit 2 rows behind them in the corner table outside

Peter Pettigrew: How do u even know where the r gonna sit?????!!!!!???

Marlene Mckinnon: v bribed the receptionist obviously

Sirius Black: she will make sure that they sit second in the row between the hydrangeas and the window

Remus Lupin: how can v hear them if v r outside??

Marlene Mckinnon: oh hush remus

ever heard of privacy?

Remus Lupin: wtf do u think we r doing rn??!!?!??!?!!

Dorcas Meadowes: Making sure the date goes perfectly?

Sirius Black: thank u dorcas

Mary Macdonald: yeah!

exactly

Remus Lupin: …………

i give up

Peter Pettigrew: Just now?

Thought u gave up when Jamie successfully insulted Lily two yers back when in fact she was supposed to ask her out on a date :/

Sirius Black: that was a good laugh

___________

JILY LAMES TALK

(Friday 17:04)

Peter Pettigrew: Ok they’re sitting rn

Dorcas Meadowes: Don’t they look cute together

Remus Lupin: do i hv to wear this silvery rocky suit?!??!

Sirius Black: yes

and yes they look perfect

our ship is finally sailing

Dorcas Meadowes: Is is is Jamie stuffing a breadstick in her nose

Peter Pettigrew: No I think she’s trying to look like a walrus

Remus Lupin: she does not need to embarrass herself more

Mary Macdonald: u really think this is anything compared to the time when she tripped over her cat and fell on lilys bday cake?

Sirius Black: lolol

the bruise she left him with lasted for two weeks

Dorcas Meadowes: I stg that woman has the best boxing skills

Marlene Mckinnon: dorcas!!!! not me????

im ur girlfriend!!!

Mary Macdonald: lolololol

she thought that jamie did it on purpose for years lol

Marlene McKinnon: and why tf is lily doing the same

i thought she had more sense than that

Remus Lupin: love can do that to you ya know

Sirius Black: u would know

Marlene McKinnon: ohhh look jamie snorted the breadstick out of her mouth!!

neat

Mary Macdonald: lily did it too

Mary Macdonald: i think she has enough sense to not offend lily

Remus Lupin: ya think?

u want me to remind u about all the times she offended lily?

Peter Pettigrew: Yeah so much that she hated Jamie

Sirius Black: nah she didnt

if anything lily hates how much she likes her now

Marlene Mckinnon: do u think theyll order soup?

Sirius Black: yeah ig

jamie wants it to be all fancy

Marlene McKinnon: pls dont order tomato soup

Mary Macdonald: it awfully looked a lot like the waiter said no tomato soup

Peter Pettigrew: Really? Lily hates tomatoes why would Jamie order em

Thought she wouldn’t today

At least

Sirius Black: thank hell jamie didnt order the tomato one

Dorcas Meadowes: Remember when Jamie made marinara for Lily to impress her lol

Remus Lupin: that plan backfired soo bad

Marlene Mckinnon at least lilys prank to get back at her was awesome

Sirius Black: that was such a power move!!!

and including taylor’s song

shehgeueytoaknd

Remus Lupin: tho she coloured her cat the so called emerald green and not key lime green and v had to listen to her go on and on abt how lily knows her fav colour

Mary Macdonald: jamie continued to think that it meant that she knew it for three months

Dorcas Meadowes: As if u didnt like it

Mary Macdonald: lol i did love it

Peter Pettigrew: They are bonkers

Dorcas Meadowes: Bonkers for each other

Sirius Black: lol

Dorcas Meadowes: Their soup’s here

Sirius Black: spinach soup???

ewww jamie

Peter Pettigrew: Ahh creamy mushroom soup for Lil ig

Awesome choice

Mary Macdonald: they really ought to try new things

smh

___________

JILY LAMES TALK

(Friday 17:16)

Remus Lupin: wh did u guys order?

we ordered a lasagna

Marlene Mckinnon:?uhh same

ohhh look

Peter Pettigrew: The waiter’s back with pasta for both of them YAY

Do you guys think that they realised that we are spying on them??

Marlene Mckinnon: nah they’re hopeless Pete so no

Sirius Black: thank hell that they r cute

Remus Lupin: lol

Dorcas Meadowes: 3 yrs ago I wouldnt have thought that they would be here together on a date

Mary Macdonald: hell they woulnt have even been here as friends

Remus Lupin: or come here with us

Marlene Mckinnon: lily didnt even kno that she is bi then

Dorcas Meadowes: Yeah

It was quite a rough time for her

Peter Pettigrew: Guyssss

I have a question

Dorcas Meadowes: Shoot Pete

Peter Pettigrew: Why is the group name curly squad?

I mean only Dorcas’s hair is curly I only gathered that much

Dorcas Meadowes: Lol no Pete

Sirius Black: LOLOLOL

Marlene Mckinnon: lolll

Dorcas Meadowes Ohk so

None of us here are just straight so we’re curly lol

Sirius Black: lil nd i r bi

u r ace

dorcas nd mary r pans

remus is gay

jamie is lesbian

Marlene Mckinnon: i am bi too

u already knew that but still

Sirius Black: so yeah thats why

Peter Pettigrew: Oh wow

Thanks guys

Sirius Black: np pete

Peter Pettigrew: Jamie just leaned over to brush the remnants of pasta from lilys lips!!!!!!!!

Mary Macdonald: thats soo cute they r perfect

Sirius Black: nauseating more like

Dorcas Meadowes: I’m just revelling in the fact that she didnt brush him off

Marlene Mckinnon: thats second year of uni lily

even first fits in the category

Peter Pettigrew: and she held her hand!!!!!

Bold

Sirius Black: is that…...snep

Remus Lupin: snep?????

Dorcas Meadowes: Where

Sirius Black: behind u guys

Remus Lupin: OHHHH FUCK

Mary Macdonald: do u think that he knows abt their date

Sirius Black: well jamie did post it on her insta so…….

Dorcas Meadowes: Oh shit

Peter Pettigrew: Shit alright

Marlene Mckinnon: hes coming over ig

Mary Macdonald: yup hes in

Sirius Black: WHYYYYYY MUST YOU DO THIS TO ME GOD

COULDNT YOU LET MY SHIP LIVE IN PEACE!!!!

Remus Lupin: well u know what they say abt cannons sinking a ship :/

Sirius Black: remus theodore lupin u dare say that jily lames is not cannon

Marlene Mckinnon: remus ralph lupin wtf

Dorcas Meadowes: Remy, how could you?

Peter Pettigrew: Why would you say that Remus?

Mary Macdonald: remus john lupin u take that back right this instant

oh we r playing call remus wrong names

sry I didnt realise

Remus Lupin: i am sry guys I ship jily as much as u do

Sirius Black: LAMES

Remus Lupin: but i had to lol

i think v should go stop him from disturbing them

Mary Macdonald: hes already headed their way

its too late

Marlene Mckinnon: i s2g i will punch snep today if he does anything to them

Sirius Black: ill tackle him

Marlene McKinnon: perfect

Mary Macdonald: v might blow our cover too

not that im worried abt that

tho they might not appreciate the sentiment

Sirius Black: v shld go

Dorcas Meadowes: I feel like they'll want to handle this themselves

But ok!

Mary Macdonald: ok he hates u and remus the most so dorcas and i should go first

Sirius Black: but im their best friend

Dorcas Meadowes: Too late they’re already talking

Sirius Black: NOOOOOO

Remus Lupin: ig he just mentioned siris name

Sirius Black: seems that way

if he says anything abt jamie or reg i will lose it

Dorcas Meadowes: I think he’s berating lily for being out with jamie….

Mary Macdonald: ofc what else does the greasy slime ball know

Sirius Black: ok im gonna go

Peter Pettigrew: How to grease your hair 101??

Sirius Black: lol yes

Marlene Mckinnon: is he

is he pointing over to us

Mary Macdonald:k they r looking at us

Peter Pettigrew: Did Lily just call ur name out, guys?

Dorcas Meadowes: Mary, make sure Marls and Sirius don’t do anything stupid

_________

“Sirius, no!” Remus shouted, as the boy in question marched over to Jamie’s and Lily’s table.

“Well, hello there snivellus. Looking positively greasy today aren’t we?” Sirius taunted.

“What are you doing here Black?” Snape sneered.

Sirius hummed before responding, “We just fancied a dinner here. What about you?”

“Looking for something to grease?” Marlene chimed.

“Marlene,” Lily warned.

“Thought I’d visit my friend Lily here. That’s all Black,” Snape answered.

“More like crash her date,” Dorcas muttered, as she joined the group around Lily and Jamie’s table with Remus, Mary, and Peter.

“I am not your friend Snape.” Lily stood up, accompanied by Jamie.

“Lily!” The greasy haired man faced her pleadingly, “I care about you a lot. That’s why I’m telling you to not date Potter! Thinking that you’re bi may well just be a phase that’ll go away, Lily. Moreover, she doesn’t really care about you! She just thinks that you are some sort of prize to be won.”

Jamie looked like she wanted to dislocate Snape’s jaw, her fists curled at her sides. But the warning glance Lily threw her, made her insides calm down

“You know nothing about me Snape,” Lily said, with gritted teeth. “Now go away before I dislocate your nose.” Sirius whistled in support.

“Lily, we’ve been best friends since we were ten. I know you, Lily. Please listen to me,”

“If you were my best friend you’d have supported me instead of behaving like an ignorant ass. Now please go away.”

“Lily, please.”

Barely a moment later, Lily’s fist connected with Snape’s nose. Blood leaked down his front, while the rest of the gang rushed to vocally support her.

“You’ll regret that Lily!” Snape glared threateningly.

Before long, Sirius had tackled Snape to the ground, and accidentally splattered the lasagna the waiter was bringing over to their table, on Snape’s head.

“I...“ Lily began.

“You can save your breath, Lils,” Sirius started, “he’s a harmless, entitled prick”

“Looks like you have a lot of grease to get rid of, Snep,” Marlene announced.

“And Snep, pro tip: the only shampoo that keeps the grease at bay is the Sleakeasy shampoo. You should try it out!” Jamie, ever so helpful, advised, and moved to position her hand behind Lily’s back.

“Sorry about that Sir, we’ll cover the charges for the ill-fated lasagna,” Sirius apologised to the waiter as he helped him up from the ground.

“Could you please get him out of this shop? He’s been troubling us, as you can see,” Dorcas asked, politely.

The waiter simply looked baffled. However, he nodded and successfully escorted Snape out of the restaurant.

“Now this is going to be quite the first date story to tell at the wedding.” Peter spoke up for the first time since they gathered at the table between the hydrangeas and the windows.

Jamie blushed and looked around, anywhere but at Lily, though her hand never left Lily’s back, while the redhead laughed at her.

“Well, since we’re all together, we can have dessert and you can continue spying on us while sitting at our table,” Lily said. “Nice ears you’ve got there, Sirius. Though I’d prefer Dorcas’s floppy hat.”

“Yeah! I personally love the whiskers, Pete. Seriously, Marlene? A gily suit? Inconspicuous much? And Remus, you have enough sense to stop them!” Jamie put on.

Remus just shrugged, his big crescent shaped moon hat toppling Mary’s tree hat downwards. “Sorry,” he said, bending to pick it up.

“Thanks,” she said, when he gave the hat to her, “why did we agree to wear these again?”

“So we would be incognito, Mary”

“And we were successful! These oblivious dorks didn’t even realise that it was us until old snivelly pointed it out,” Sirius stated.

“Also, we did have ice-cream before coming here, so you guys should continue, we’ll leave,” Dorcas said.

“Hey! We didn’t get to eat that ice-cream! You and Remus took it from us,” Marlene reprimanded.

“Yeah! So we’ll be staying here and you guys can shoo away,” Sirius included.

“Well in that case you can all leave and get yourselves ice cream while Lily and I can finally enjoy our date,” Jamie, now pushing Sirius, and shoo-ing the others to the doors, said.

“Say what you want Jamie, I am enjoying our date,” expressed Lily.

“You are?” Jamie turned around, completely forgetting the others in the room.

“Well, looks like they’re more nauseating and lame than before. Should we go?” Asked Marlene.

“Nah. Let’s just sit outside and spy on them through the window,” Sirius smirked.

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stitch1830 · 3 years

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oooh... taang!!! ummmm.... 100. "sit, relax, I won't bite"

I’m going slow and steady with these lol. Smh would’ve gotten more done but I had to read for comfy lmao. And I probably shouldn’t have taken a nap BUT we out here, doing the most with these prompts.

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Taang - #100 - “Sit, relax, I won’t bite.”

“C’mon, Twinkletoes. The longer you wait the worse it gets.”

“Toph, I just don’t know if I can.”

“Yes you can.”

“What if I can’t?!”

“Fuckin’ Spirits,” she muttered.

“Toph, I just—I’m sorry but I’m a little scared.” “Aang,” she said sternly. “Sit, and relax, I won’t bite.”

Aang let out a long, tired sigh as he sat down across from Toph. “You won’t bite, but she might.”

Toph groaned as she held onto baby Suyin. “She doesn’t even have teeth yet, hence the reason we need to do this. Now suck it up and get my space bracelet out of her mouth.”

“Shouldn’t I be holding her? Technically speaking she likes me more.”

“Which is exactly why I can’t,” Toph explained. “She’ll scream and bite if she just sees me.”

“But wouldn’t it be better if she likes at least one of us?” Aang asked. “Because if I take your bracelet away from her she’s gonna hate me.”

“I’m already here holding her down, and you’re already there, so let’s just do this, okay?”

Aang took a deep breath. “Okay.”

The airbender rolled his neck to crack it and readied his hands to pry the makeshift teething pacifier out of Suyin’s mouth. Toph braced Suyin in her lap by holding down her legs in one hand and her chest in the other. Aang slowly but surely moved his hands closer and closer to Suyin’s…

… Then he flaked, jerking back to explain himself. “I just think that—”

“—For crying out loud—”

“—Toph,” Aang began again. “I just think that maybe we shouldn’t bother her? Su hasn’t been this calm in a while.”

“She’s chewing on a space rock, Aang. You really want her to soothe her aching gums on a metallic rock??”

“Okay, well when you put it that way—”

“—Yeah when I put it that way it sounds pretty fuckin’ bad! Now pull the damn bracelet out of her hands!”

“Okay, okay! Fine,” he grumbled. Aang steeled his nerves, and quickly swooped in to remove the space bracelet.

And that was when the cries and wails of Su began again. She screamed and thrashed around in Toph’s arms, and was able to chomp down on one of Aang’s fingers. He immediately retreated his wounded hand, but still held onto the bracelet. Aang was now in a tug-of-war battle with his baby.

“No biting, Suyin!” Aang yelled as he gently but forcefully pulled at the bracelet.

“Put your back into it!”

“Do not patronize me,” Aang whined. When his other hand recovered, Aang went to pry Su’s fingers off the bracelet, which took way longer than expected because of her vice-like baby grip.

But then she released the bracelet and Aang felt victorious! They still had to deal with the teething baby, but they did it! The space bracelet was out of Suyin’s mouth.

She still whined and kicked and punched the air in Toph’s lap, but Toph gave Aang a triumphant smile and said, “Nice work, Twinkletoes.”

Aang smiled back at Toph, but before he could say anything, something smacked him in his temple.

“Ow! What in Spirits name was that??” He rubbed his head and looked over at Toph, who looked giddy with excitement.

“We got ourselves an earthbender, that’s what’s up, Twinkletoes!” Toph stood up and kissed the tear stained cheek of Suyin.“Now I get why you like the bracelet,” she teased.

Aang looked around the room for evidence of the earthbending feat, and found the rather large pebble that attacked him in his lap. “Oh great, another rockhead,” he playfully complained. Still, he couldn’t help but smile. They had another earthbender in the family!

Toph waved a hand at Aang as she went to the kitchen for a cold pacifier. “Don’t act like you don’t love us for it!” she yelled from the other room.

When she returned, Toph had a weepy Suyin balanced on her hip and Lin following her shadow. “Now us rockheads are going to chuck some pebbles around the yard. If you wanna join, make sure to wake up Geo from his nap.”

Aang smiled at his earthbending girls and replied, “Aye aye, Sifu.”

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FFXIV Write 2021 Prompt #9: Friable

Word count - 1550

Friable – easily crumbled.

“Makoto, what’s going on? Why are we at this random warehouse?”

Makoto briefly stopped as she walked down the offices. She didn’t like lying to her girlfriend, but it wasn’t the right time yet to tell her the full truth. “You’ll….you’ll see, Fearless. Please, just trust me.”

“I do trust you, you know that. Oooh, is this a secret midday rendezvous?” Fearless’ voice became sultry. “Dilapidated office, eh? Didn’t know you’d be into this kinda thing. I like this side of you!”

Makoto giggled, in spite of her apprehension. “No, no, my love! We’re not here for that! Just…through here, please.” She gestured to a door.

Fearless opened it. Inside was a conference room, occupied simple table, chairs, and two miqo’tes seated at them. “Well well, Ranaa and Rheika? Okay, clearly not a midday rendezvous. So uh….why exactly are we all here?”

Ranaa Mhigo, her other girlfriend, stood up to give her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. She was attired in casual Hingan dress. The blue tones matched well against her darker skin tone, Fearless noted. She’d have to remember this shade when buying her gifts.

Ranaa quickly embraced Makoto, and then she gestured for Fearless to sit in the chair opposite Rheika, dressed in one of her shinobi outfits. She and Makoto sat in the chairs that were flanking her.

Rheika smiled. “Heya hon.”

“Hiya, Rheika.” Fearless replied. She looked between the other two women. “You uh…wanna tell me what I’m doing here? What we’re all doing here? Why are you in Kugane anyway, I thought you were busy coordinating with the Bozjans?”

Rheika waved her off. “Things are currently cooled off there. Gave me a chance to deal with another matter. Remember those mercenary gangs that kept coming after you every so often?”

“The ones my parents kept sending after me? Of course I do. But they stopped. The last one was that Ala Mhigan outfit, right after the liberation. They confessed when they realized I was a Warrior of Light and said they would tell them they couldn’t find me. Why, did something happen?”

Rheika nodded. “A few days ago, Makoto’s people stumbled onto evidence that a mercenary group called the Emerald Marauders had arrived in Kugane in secret. Nasty bunch operating out of the fringes of the Shroud. She brought in a few of their people, and they confessed under interrogation that they’d been hired to retrieve someone. Someone that matched an old description of you.”

Fearless stood, slamming her hands onto the table. “Did they say where the rest of them are? We have to take them down, I’m not letting these scum-“

Rheika held her hands up “Hold on, let me finish, girl.”

Fearless sat down, but the determined and angry look on her face didn’t go away.

“The Sekiseigumi raided the warehouse they gave up. This warehouse, actually. The Marauders….did not go quietly. You can imagine how things went down. The Sekiseigumi killed them all”

Fearless turned to Makoto “Did anyone get hurt? Please tell me no one died!”

Makoto smiled lovingly at her. She would never stop being in love with her and her caring heart. “No, my love. A few minor wounds, nothing our healers couldn’t handle.”

Fearless sighed in relief, then turned back to Rheika. “All right. What happened next?

Rheika continued on. “After everything went down, they started going through the papers the mercs had left behind. They found copies of letters…sent to your parents. Ones that told them everything about you. What you’d done as a Warrior of Light, what you were capable of, and worst of all, who you lived with. These people knew you were in love with two women, and they passed that information back to your parents.”

Fearless gripped both of her girlfriends hands. “Oh, Twelve. If they decide leak that…”

Rheika shook her head. “Not good. But they also got greedy. They tried to shake your parents down for more money. Claimed that you were too tough and had too many allies for them to risk it at the previous fee. They demanded double.”

“Doesn’t matter how much they ask for, cause thei diots were never going to collect.” Ranaa snarled.

“They also found a reply from your father. Among a whole lot of language calling their claims about your deeds and strengths nothing more than lies, it was also full of veiled threats, and a notice that he was coming to Kugane to personally oversee your capture. He told them the exact day and time to expect him….and it was the afternoon of the same day as the raid”

Fearless looked confused. “Wait…my father is already here? When was this raid??”

Makoto gently squeezed her hand. “It was yesterday, dearest. And we….already handled it”

“What do you mean?? What…what happened?”

Rheika leaned forward. “Makoto called me. She wanted our help dealing with your father without endangering anyone in the city. So Franks, Dahk, and I teleported to the city and we quickly threw a plan together. I’d pose as a member of the Marauders, tell your parents we found out about their leader’s attempt to extort more money from them, and got rid of him and took over the crew. It worked, he bought it. Your mother was there too.”

Fearless’ grip tightened around her girlfriends’ hands, but she didn’t respond. Rheika continued.

“I brought them here, where we had the rest of ‘the marauders’, actually Franks, Dahk, and members of the Sekiseigumi. I separated them from most of their bodyguards to discuss the final plan to capture you, and we took them all down.”

“I gave your folks a choice, sweetie. I told them they were going to leave you alone, permanently. They could do so of their own volition, and never bother you again, or they could refuse and the Sekiseigumi would find them guilty of smuggling weapons into Kugane intended for the Garleans and bar their company’s ships from docking here. I’d recommend the Eorzean Alliance do the same.”

She folded her hands in front of her face, and closed her eyes. “Honestly, I fully expected it would provoke some kind of emotional reaction.Like….maybe faced with the real choice of giving you up forever or having their business ruined, they’d have some kind of epiphany and start to make amends. Maybe scream threats or whatever. But…they didn’t. They just crumbled. Gave up in the face of the loss of their business. I was shocked.”

Rheika reached over and covered Fearless’ hands. “Twelve, honey, I really don’t want to tell you this, but I don’t feel right keeping it from you. Your mom….she said ‘Syhrwyda is dead to us’. I remember being so angry, I wanted to just punch her. Instead I threw it back in her face. Said that ‘Syhrwyda’ died a long time ago, and the woman who rose from her ashes was someone they should have been proud of, and it was disgusting that they wouldn’t be.”

Makoto smiled at Fearless. “The exact words Rheika used were ‘confident, kindhearted, caring, and strong’.”

Rheika chuckled “Yeah, okay, that. Well it’s true. You are all of that. And they’re idiots for not realizing it. Or caring. Anyway, yeah, that’s the whole story. We wanted to tell you together, but we had to wait until Ranaa was available for us to bring her up to speed. Didn’t want to hit you and her with this at the same time.”

Fearless glanced over to Makoto, her face hurt. “Why would you not bring me in? Why keep me out of it until now?”

“I’m sorry, darling. I didn’t know how they would react upon seeing you. We felt it was best to keep you out of the situation so we could best control how and when we would stop them. You and I both know you wouldn’t have accepted that, and would place yourself at risk rather than us.”

Fearless looked down again. “No, I probably wouldn’t have. And yeah…you were right. You stopped them without risking any civilians or getting anyone seriously hurt.”

Ranaa wrapped her arms around Fearless’ bicep. “How…how are you doing, baby?”

Fearless turned to her and smiled. “You know what? I’m fine. I’m actually great. Honestly it feels really good knowing it’s over. They never cared what I want, I’m not surprised they didn’t believe what I’ve become, what I’ve done. I was nothing but another tool for them to use. Well, they haven’t been able to hurt me for a long time, and now they can’t ever again. So yeah, I’m good. Honestly? Thank you all for getting them out of my life. You guys are the only family I want or need. So, hey, ramen lunch on me!”

Fearless stood up, smiling, and held out her arms for her girlfriends to take. They both looked over to Rheika, who nodded happily. Ranaa and Makoto stood up and took her arms, and the quartet left the office to enjoy a lovely lunch together.

That evening, Fearless lay in bed at her home in Shirogane, quietly weeping as her lovers held her, stroking her hair and murmuring soothing sounds. Although she was not surprised by this outcome, the finality of that severed bond would likely always be a dull ache as time passed.

#Final Fantasy XIV #Fearless Willow #Rheika Aliapoh #FFXIV 2021 Writing Challenge #Hopefully this is the last time I gotta break my Roegadyn's poor heart

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gemgirl28 · 3 years

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#12 for Jetkka? 💜

Hello J! Oooh what an interesting rarepair. I picked a modern au because even though I 1000% think Jet should have lived, I don’t know that in-canon Sokka would ever quite trust Jet enough to date him, but I think if his betrayal was something less severe than “I wanted to wipe out a whole village” I can rock with it.

12. Sneaking away to a hidden corner to share a secretive kiss.

Sokka sighed, reading the latest message from Jet.

Wanna get out of here?

Sokka couldn’t shake the feeling that this was wrong, that he was doing something he inherently shouldn’t every time he hooked up with Jet. The reasons were endless, really. He was a cocky s.o.b., he cost their soccer team the state championship when he got kicked off senior year for vandalizing their rival’s lockers, and he was his little sister’s ex.

Yet for every reason Sokka shouldn’t do this, he had just as many reasons why those old excuses didn’t matter. Like the fact that Jet had mellowed out after seeking therapy for anger management. Or that he spent his free time coaching little league soccer. Or, as Sokka surveyed the party, the fact that Katara had no problem dating his ex.

Sokka watched for a moment as Suki and Katara took on Toph and Aang in beer pong. The girls made a valiant effort, but there was simply no beating Toph at any drinking game. Katara kissed Suki’s cheek to cheer her up, before Suki demanded a rematch.

Jet was regaling The Duke with a story that only sounded slightly exagerrated. Smellerbee and Longshot interjected here and there to remind him of the finer points. Zuko was deep in discussion with Ty Lee over... something that sounded like a play. Mai looked bored as usual, but appeared to be following Zuko and Ty Lee’s discussion. Azula looked like she was trying to flirt with Chan again. If he was going to sneak away, now was his chance.

Sokka took a deep breath and opened his messages.

I’ll meet you on the back porch.

Sokka quickly slipped out of the living room, passing through the kitchen to open the sliding glass door. He took a seat on the bench swing, breathing in the cool summer night and watching the fireflies dance about.

Jet didn’t keep him waiting long, quietly taking a seat beside him. “Hey,” he said, pulling his ever-present toothpick from his mouth.

“Hey,” Sokka answered, casually laying his arm on the back of the swing. Jet chuckled as he leaned in to press a lingering kiss against his lips.

“Did you miss me?” Jet asked in between kisses. Sokka rolled his eyes but shifted closer to him.

“Shut up,” Sokka said, then decided to shut him up himself. He felt Jet’s smirk quickly fade as he deepened the kiss.

For a moment, before he let himself get swept up in the feeling of Jet’s chapped lips against his, Sokka realized that whatever arguements he made, they all went away when he was with Jet.

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#oof this was a doozy #I had to do research for it #and by research I mean I read a couple fics on ao3 #I also figured if we are going for rarepairs #I couldn't help but throw a little sukitara in there #because it is SO underrated #anyways #thanks for the prompt j!#teaandla #jetkka #kiss prompt

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aces-to-apples · 4 years

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AO3

Warnings: Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Mind Manipulation, Mind Rape, Mind Control, Psychological Torture, Memory Manipulation, Flashbacks, Implied Sexual Roleplay

Chapter 1: ramikadyc

The clone resists, as is their wont.

Mandalorians prized strength above all else, but to clones, it was loyalty. To the wretched Republic, to the Jedi rotten to the core, to each other, it all amounted to the same thing. Pawns for Sidious, bodies to step over on the path to victory.

He will not give Maul the information willingly, but that is of no import.

Kast holds the belligerent clone still as he begins the process of probing his mind. The Force swirls around them in agitated eddies, but Maul pushes them aside, impatient to find what he’s looking for.

He screams—of course, he does—when his shields, no doubt shored up by Jedi interference, break against the might of Maul’s will. And then his mind is open, but it is chaotic, thoughts and feelings and memories irrelevant to his search clouding his search. A clever defense, to be sure; if an enemy breaches the walls, overwhelm them with numbers.

Maul wades through sense memories of battle, dust-filled air coating his mouth and choking his lungs, blood and broken bones ignored and left untended, the comforting weight of armor and weapons dragging him beneath the waves—

Traumatic, disturbing, upsetting as they are, he pushes them aside.

The buzz of a thousand conversations never had come next, less easily parsed as they converge upon him all at once, made all the more difficult by the similarity of the voices.

… hit the deck, that was close, what’s your I.D. number, who’s your captain again, I can’t believe he’s gone, local chow’s worse than rations, can’t hold you liquor, civvies are so damned weird, I’m hit, love you too, attention troopers, nice to see you again, we made it, what’s that smell, gods I hate these missions, so much for downtime, why don’t you kiss me and find out, Jedi are so karking weird, bet you my next shift I can hit that, what was that, what’s going on, someone’s in here, get out, getoutgetoutgetout…

These, Maul allows to wash over him without a struggle, and soon the voices crystallize.

“Good work, 5597!” Alpha-17 praises as much as he ever does, prompting a bloom of pride in his chest. “Keep it up and we’ll make a decent ARC of you yet.”

“I’m just doing it for fun!” Hardcase laughs as their trio careens through the atmosphere, nearly a parody of himself as the stress of the campaign becomes worse and worse. He was never so foolhardy at the beginning of the war, dammit. And then he’s out of his ship and telling them to get out, dragging the missile-launcher through to the reactor core and saying, “Live to fight another day, boys!”

“You know, we could get caught,” Kix protests half-heartedly as he presses open-mouthed kisses up the side of his neck. “The commander’s due for a growth-cycle any day now and—”

—there, yes, the commander, Ahsoka Tano—

The new commander is a shiny, cadet-sized Togruta all of seven years old to their eyes. Few nicknames have stuck over the years, Twinblade and Kih’verd chief among them, but she was eyn vod like any other. She even grew like they did, in fits and spurts, and she wasn’t perfect but she was a good soldier, val kih’verd…

“… Motir ca'tra nau tracinya… Gra'tua cuun hett su dralshy'a…”

No, that isn’t what he—

“… Aruetyc talyc runi'la solus cet o'r… Motir ca'tra nau tracinya…”

Ahsoka Tano, who is Ahsoka Tano, the little sister of their hearts, where did the memory—

… sorry, Kixy…

This isn’t what Maul is looking for, this isn’t what he wants, and he presses harder into the trooper’s mind. “Who is Ahsoka Tano?” he repeats, growling at the clone’s stubborn resistance.

“You want in,” he snarls in reply, face a rictus of pain, “then you come all the way in.”

And then his mind opens wide, latches onto Maul, and heaves.

. .

. . .

“I thought we agreed we wouldn’t do this after we left Pir’haran,” Kix says into his mouth, sly and victorious even as JesseMaul cages him in against one of the medbay cots. “Something about it being unprofessional to break formation now that the war’s on…”

JesseMaul grins. “I did,” he acknowledges, “but haven’t you heard? I’m a lieutenant now. You going against your CO’s orders?”

“Copaani mirshmure'cye, vod? That sounds suspiciously like an abuse of authority,” Kix replies wickedly. “What if I were to alert someone? Tell them a lieutenant is trying to leverage his shiny new rank in exchange for… inappropriate favors?”

“Ooo-oooh,” JesseMaul groans, starting out mocking and trailing off into something far more pleasurable as Kix bites at his ear. “That what you want, baarur’ika? To come see me in the brig—cuffed and completely at your mercy. Sounds a bit heartless.”

Kix’s hands crash suddenly against his chest, and for a brief second JesseMaul worries that he’d gone too far with that one, but Kix continues shoving him until his back hits the wall, hard. “What I want is for you to stop talking,” he growls and begins tugging at their greys.

JesseMaul shivers. “Think you can order a lieutenant around, baar’ur?”

Meeting his eyes very deliberately, Kix leans over and slams his fist onto the door’s locking mechanism. Then he drags the flat of his knuckles around the skin of his left ear, like tucking away a lock of hair. “Haven’t you heard, lieutenant? Medical outranks everyone. Now, are you gonna respect the chain-of-command, ver’alor?”

His voice goes deep and rumbling with authority and JesseMaul shudders. “Yes, sir.”

. . .

. .

JesseMaul can’t breathe properly, but dares not shift to a more comfortable position.

He’s carrying precious cargo, after all.

“Will he be okay?” the voice of Torrent’s newest addition, Double, asks quietly. “I mean, does anyone have medical training?”

Their ragtag little fireteam all answer in the negative and all ask themselves the same question. What do they do when their medic is the one who needs help?

Kix’s head lolls to the side as JesseMaul staggers into their makeshift camp, knees buckling under the weight of his burc’ya and the pain of a few cracked ribs. Nothing he can’t take, but he wishes Kix was at least conscious to berate him for it. The other three, bless their hearts, can’t tell the difference.

“I don’t like just sitting here,” Trouble murmurs, nervously field-stripping her deece.

“Neither do I,” JesseMaul agrees, making her startle. “But the Commander said to wait for extraction, so we wait for extraction.”

Explosions and blasterfire shake the ground and light up the night, but cut off from the battle, they can do nothing but sit and wait. Later, at the medcenter after the battle is won, he watches Kix’s eyes flutter open and then narrow in suspicion at his tired smile.

“And here you keep saying that I’m the one who needs looking after, baruur’ika.”

Even beat up and barely conscious, Kix scoffs. “You do need looking after, verd’ika. S’why you got me.”

JesseMaul laughs brokenly. “Then how ‘bout we make it official, eh?” At his riduur’s stunned expression, he leans down and gently presses their foreheads together. “I don’t ever want to hold you in my arms like that, again—knowing that I could help you if we’d just got our heads out of our shebse and cross-trained earlier. What do you say, Kixy?

“Marry me?”

. .

. . .

The Alor’verd laughs himself sick when they turn in their “paperwork” for the union.

Grumbling, Captain Rex chucks a shiny gold credit chit at his head and glares at them. “Couldn’t wait another month, lads?”

Kix rolls his eyes but JesseMaul slings an arm around his shoulder and knocks their helmets together as he drapes himself dramatically against his vod’uur. “Sorry, captain,” he lies without a shred of remorse, “I just couldn’t help myself. I’m sure Commander Kote will give it back to you once Boil and Waxer submit their forms, though.”

“Don’t count on it,” the commander snorts. “Those two’ll need something drastic to make them admit to breaking formation.”

“Eh, give it time,” Captain Rex says, malcontent easing slightly at the prospect. “You two said your vows yet? Or did you wanna go the nat-born route? When te verd’ika found out that Sweets and Bitters went for a civilian ceremony, she made me promise to ask if she could officiate the next one.”

Blinking at the unexpected offer, JesseMaul and Kix exchange rueful grins. “We said them,” Kix says slowly, and JesseMaul continues, “But if Commander Tano is that keen on it, I don’t think we’ll mind saying them again.”

Commander Kote snorts again. “I’m sure you won’t,” he says, shaking his head. “I’ll send out a leave-wide comm, ask if anyone else wants to attend. Only you Torrent vode, I swear…”

The captain chuckles, refusing to be insulted. He taps his comm and says, “Commander Tano, are you available to come down to the barracks in about an hour?”

“Of course, Rex,” her voice crackles across the airwaves. “Is there a problem?”

“Sure is, sir,” he says, winking at them. “Same one Bitters and Sweets had last leave, if you recall the particulars.”

Commander Tano’s gasp and muffled, “Excuse me, Master Plo, I have to go!” has the lot of them smiling at each other. “I’ll be there as soon as I can, Rexster! Don’t let it start without me—”

. . .

. .

Finally wrenching himself out of the ver’alor’s—the lieutenant’s—the clone’s grasp, Maul bares his teeth in triumph. “There she is,” he hisses, and follows the thread to the information he seeks. The clone thrashes in Kast’s grip but in his effort to obfuscate any information about the former Jedi, he’d given Maul just the opening he needed to find it.

He shrieks in her grip as Maul delves deeper into the recesses of his mind, chasing every scrap of memory about Ahsoka Tano, and Maul feels a stirring of pity. When he finally relents, content in what he’s found, he gestures for Kast to release him.

“You have heart, lieutenant,” Maul says, crouching down to meet the slumped trooper’s gaze. His face is blotchy and contorted with residual pain, tear-tracks stark against his skin. “I believe I may admire that.”

The lieutenant, Jesse, shudders at the words, cringing away from him.

Carefully, gently, Maul brushes his fingers against the clone’s temple and a compulsion against his pain-filled mind. “Now, be at ease, lieutenant. You’ve done marvelously.”

#star wars #the clone wars #sw fic #by apples #fic bits #darth maul #clone trooper jesse #clone trooper kix #jessix #trooper/trooper relationships #shoutout to svartalfheimr for the term 'breaking formation' i love it

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plxviophile · 7 years

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Favorite Hannah headcanons? (I know we always ask you about Fanny and Betty, so thought I'd mix it up tonight!)

Oooh yeah okay! Let me try cause I feel like even though I’ve watched SDOACG, Hannah is still kind of an enigma to me. But let me see:

• She is incredibly dorky. I can picture her being into fandoms. Of perhaps her favorite novels. Maybe she has a secret Ao3 account for prompt ideas for her novels ;)

• She likes to exercise but has the worst diet. Call girl or not she is a sucker for cupcakes.

• Pink is her favorite color (if it’s mentioned in the show well rip. I headcanon she likes pink)

• Some days she loves when clients indulge in conversations with her. She feels a bit more human with them rather than just a hole. But there are days she wants to tell the blokes to fuck off or fuck her because she’ll be damned if she lets Hannah corrupt Belle.

• Yeah, balancing that double life is exhausting. One of my fav scenes early on is when after a long day at work she curls up with a book. #same

• She likes babies and children but never imagines she would have her own. Too messy.

• I imagine the first time she had sex was a disaster. Either the guy finished too quickly or she never did.

• I picture her enjoying sushi. I love the idea of Hannah in a lil jumper (*coughs* Hardy’s) with a sushi roll and wine for dinner.

• Oh yeah, DI Hardy? Her soulmate. She can’t even explain why. She’s written novels and yet if someone were to ask why she loves Alec, her reply would be, “I just do.”

• But in reality she adores everything. The crinkles around his eyes when he smiles. His Scottish burr that sends warm tingles down her spines. His hugs in which she feels so safe and loved. The way he cradles her in his sleep, and even moreso when the tables are turned. She loves that she calls him Hardy and he sometimes calls her Baxter. His tea. He makes good cups.

But I digress.

• Shopping. That girl is alllll about shopping.

• I headcanon along with English and History, she may have a love for interior design.

• When she was a little girl she dreamed of being a model, but changed her mind when she realized she hates the spotlight. Hence the alias.

• Like mentioned above, she never dreamed of having kids. That is until a broken condom and a look of adoring disbelief when she tells Hardy the news. Perhaps with him pampering her for nine [bloody] months may not be so bad (but tbh this is kinda rare like again I don’t picture them willingly having kids. But I don’t think they’d abort or adopt either.)

• Oh and my fav thing is how bad she is at writing sex scenes like SAME.

Wanna talk Teninch ships/Characters? Come on over! :)

#skyler10fic #hope you like!#hannah baxter #my headcanons #let's talk stuff

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nedcanquen · 7 years

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The Most Beautiful Man in the World (One Shot)

This long somewhat crack-ish one-shot was inspired by this:

paladinquen:

One of my friends is a flight attendant who is doing some flights in Europe at the moment. She basically first said “Italian men are the most beautiful men in the world” and then worked a flight to the Netherlands soon after and said “Okay so I was wrong about Italian men”

If I could draw, I would draw a really really smug Ned sitting on a flight across the isle from Romano and Veniziano looking absolutely insulted.

I originally started writing this to fulfill the ‘Together/Apart’ prompt for NedCan Week 2017 but I finished this tonight and found that it didn’t really suit the prompt (I mean it could, if continued, but it’s a one shot for now).

So...Matthew is an airline steward AU!

Tags: Cabin Crew AU, Modern AU, Social Media

Pairing: NedCan

Characters: APH Canada (Matthew Williams), APH Netherlands (Daan deBoer), APH Seychelles (Michelle Velle), APH North Italy (Feliciano Vargas), APH South Italy (Romano Vargas), APH Portugal (João Fernandes), APH France (Francis Bonnefoy), APH England (Arthur Kirkland), APH Germany (Ludwig Beilschmidt), APH USA (Alfred Jones)

Rating: Teen

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Matthew Williams

January 15, 2015 - Toronto,Canada

Finally got promoted to international flights! So grateful to be seeing the world with Maple Airlines! Europe here I come!

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Michelle Velle - Congratulations Matt! Trevi Fountain or Colosseum? Matthew Williams - We’ll flip on it, sounds great either way!

Arthur Kirkland - Congratulations, celebrate now when you’re still excited about only staying in a place for two days before flying off again. Matthew Williams - Thanks Arthur!

Alfred Jones - TOKYO Bro! Get the flights to Tokyo! I wanna see you! Matthew Williams - I’m working on it!

Matthew Williams January 22, 2015 - Rome, Italy

That was rough but I gotta say...now I get why those statues look the way they do. Rome is beautiful

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Michelle Velle - Just admit it outright! Matthew Williams - Shell, no Michelle Velle - So this guy runs back into the galley and tells me ‘Italian men Michelle...they’re the most beautiful men in the world! Matthew Williams - SHELL! Feliciano Vargas - Don’t be shy Mattie! Romano Vargas - It took you this long to realize?

Francis Bonnefoy - Oooh. My boy, it is a crime that you have been an air steward for this long and still haven’t joined the mile-high-club Matthew Williams - NO! And no one is on my watch! I’m not cleaning up that mess! Michelle Velle - You tell him Matt!

Matthew Williams February 12, 2016 - Toronto, Canada

Promoted to Business Class, I’m so honored! Alfred Jones I’m flying to TOKYO!!

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Alfred Jones - W00000000000000!!

Another plane another journey. Daan deBoer is not looking forward to this long flight from Toronto to Tokyo, not when he had already endured a long flight from Amsterdam just two days before, but this is just part of his job. Daan is just grateful that he gets to travel on business class on his company’s money. He doesn’t know how people manage to squeeze into economy. He certainly couldn’t, with his height he’d basically be sitting with his knees up to his chin. Business also meant better service, food on your own schedule (and not the plane’s) and a cabin crew that actually listened to your requests. As much as he loved travelling, the actual experience of flying was hell - his brain knew that his body wasn’t meant to fly. At least on a ship you could swim, but a disaster in the air? Daan dealt with it by always working during his flights to avoid thinking about that, and so, it helped to be able to request for things and eat on his own schedule.

He finds it funny that people romanticize air travel. There is nothing romantic about it, it’s boring as shit once you did it often enough - the same announcements and safety procedures, the same canned speeches and on business class, stewards and stewardesses who went through the same training and-

“Good morning Mr Fernandes and Mr deBoer, welcome on board and thank you for choosing Maple Airways, my name is Matthew and if there’s anything you need during this flight, please feel free to ask me. You have a choice of a welcome drink, would you prefer...”

Daan bit back an impatient grunt, he was typing out a last minute email on his tablet before the cabin crew would make him turn it off. It would be a good half an hour before he would be able to turn it on again and by then it would be too late. He tapped the ‘send’ button and looked up, expecting to nod at whoever his steward would be and…

Damn.

For all that those Asian and Middle-Eastern airlines boasted about the attractiveness of their cabin crew, they all just lost out. His steward was looking at him politely with vibrant violet eyes. Who the hell in real life actually had violet eyes? Apparently his steward, who also had a kind face with a strong jawline, framed with loose blond curls - not too long, but not as short as most stewards wore their hair either, which was intriguing.

The man next to him says something but Daan can only stare, until a momentary flicker of uncertainty passes across Matthew’s face, that disappears as quickly as it comes. “If you don’t like any of those drink choices Mr deBoer, is there a personal preference? I can try my best to organize something.” Matthew offers with a smile and Daan comes back to himself. Welcome drinks, right, shit. He had just been sitting here ogling an air steward, he swears the man next to him is smirking. “Orange juice.” He finally says, for lack of any clear idea and Matthew smiles, nods and turns to introduce himself to the passenger sitting in the middle aisle.

How can a man look so sexy from the back? Daan had been able to mostly ignore cabin crew until today, but now he appreciates the cut of the uniforms the stewards wear - basically a three-piece suit sans jacket, black vests, black trousers, white shirts and red ties with a shiny outline of a maple leaf on it. The trousers do nothing to disguise the fact that Matthew could be an underwear model. This is going to be a long flight.

Once Matthew was two rows behind them, and Daan had been staring at his tablet and doing...nothing with it, the man next to him leans over with a shit-eating grin. “You know it’s bad form to stare at the cabin crew in such a manner.”

Daan looks over sharply. The other man extends his hand. “João Fernandes.” Daan shakes his hand but doesn’t quite like the look of him, he looks a little too much like a certain Spanish man in his sister’s continued circle of friends that he could never stand. “What brings you to Tokyo?” João continues.

A talker. Joy. “Daan deBoer,” Daan introduces himself. “And business.” Thankfully João senses his mood and relaxes back into his seat. Daan tries to look at his tablet again and wills a distraction to arrive. No chats from Belle or Christian, or Mathias, no work emails because of the time difference.

“Orange juice Mr deBoer.” Matthew smiles, “Your wine, Mr Fernandes.”

He turns and Daan now realizes that the woman sitting across the aisle from him accepting her glass of juice is sitting by a baby carrier. He falls back in his seat with a sigh. Babies always wail and who could blame them with the altitude change? The evidence is not pointing to this being a particularly pleasant flight.

It’s only five hours later that Daan decides he needs to eat. He steels himself to finally look at Matthew again without eye-fucking the man, which he’s managed to avoid entirely so far by just not looking at him. He swears he can feel the amused gaze of his neighbor turn to him and he’s about done with this flight, but there’s still another five plus hours to go.

Matthew duly serves him the chicken parmesan with a smile (which is his job, Daan reminds himself) and pours Daan the coffee he’s asked for. All in all, it’s a relatively safe interaction and Daan is proud of himself.

Until the plane starts shaking and the seatbelt sign ‘dings’ on. Great, just great. The captain announces that he’s discontinuing the service of hot beverages, but it’s too late for Daan because despite the fact that he’s now holding up his cup of coffee (more stable than being set on the table), it’s shaking and spilling everywhere, including him.

This is in fact, the worst turbulence he’s ever experienced and that is really saying something. People have different tolerance levels to turbulence and fear of flying but he knows he’s currently sharing a plane with an entire cabin of people who aren’t so sure if they’re going to make it. Even the baby knows what’s up and wails. A woman laughs maniacally in the back, which isn’t helping matters and Daan has only just realized that he’s been swearing loudly the whole time. “We’re going to fucking die, that’s it, fuck.”

He tries to focus, coffee spills on his arm and blanket and he thinks of the time he got into a fight with his sister Belle. He thinks about his baby brother Christian, and the fact that he’s adopted Daan’s pet rabbits and Belle’s dog because his older siblings travel so much. Daan thinks about how he often wakes up and doesn’t remember exactly where he is and how he’s always physically apart but everywhere at once and always connected. What has been the meaning to his life?

“I would give anything to go back to the days when we could sail around the fucking world!” João says a little too loudly next to him and Daan can only agree. “The seas are dangerous but at least there’s a chance over the entire plane dropping out of the sky!”

“Fuck yes.” Daan is allowed to swear he decides, someone else has done it now. Next time he’s travelling by boat, even better, cargo ship where there are no other passengers to bother him. Who cares if there’s no internet connection and that the journey takes a couple of months?

Matthew emerges from the galley, calm as if the plane isn’t bucking up and down and making people see their life flashing before their eyes. He sits in the empty seat next to the mother who is trying desperately and failing to calm her wailing baby. Some words are murmured and she agrees to hand the baby over.

What happens next is a miracle.

Matthew rocks the baby and sings an old French lullaby in the most soothing voice Daan has ever heard. He sings loud enough to overcome the sounds of Daan’s shaking tablewear and the creaking of the plane.

The baby starts to quieten down, the maniacally laughing woman eventually shuts up. Everyone in fact, is desperately listening to the sound of that voice. The turbulence lasts for half an hour and by now Daan’s coffee is all over him and he’s holding an empty cup. He doesn’t care. How is someone supposed to care about coffee when a literal goddamned angel is on a flight with you?

Daan doesn’t even notice when the turbulence finally ends, he’s been desperately fixated on Matthew all this time, Matthew who is still holding the now gurgling and playful baby, and he’s making faces at it. Daan knows he’s terrible with children but suddenly feels like kids themselves, well, they’re not a terrible idea. Maybe…

“Please have a new blanket Mr deBoer. May I take your cup?” He’s jarred away from staring at Matthew by the stewardess who usually works the other aisle. Her nametag says ‘Michelle’.

“Thanks.” He hands the cup over to her and makes quick work of his meal. Once the tray is cleared he stands to get his carry-on out to retrieve a fresh change of clothes. He is not going to sit on this flight for another four hours covered in coffee. Another passenger rushes into the larger of the lavatories before he can finish finding the pants he packed and Daan groans. He can barely fit in the regular-sized lavatories because of his height just to relieve himself. Changing would be impossible.

But...Michelle appears busy now caring for all the passengers while Matthew is still occupied with the lone mother and baby. It won’t take that long to change, it’s the plane’s fault for having such small bathrooms anyway.

Daan sneaks a peek into the galley and as expected, finds it empty. It’s probably not allowed but it beats giving the rest of business class a show. He drops his bag and makes quick work, stripping his shirt and wiping off the remainder of the coffee with the clean parts of it before throwing on the fresh one, and is halfway through taking off his stained pants when of course, Matthew walks around the corner and jumps back with a small yelp.

Daan pauses, turns and looks up, they lock eyes. Considering what cabin crew must experience with crazy customers, Daan is a little shocked that Matthew is shocked, but still, he uncharacteristically feels the need to explain himself and stands to his full height with just his shirt and briefs on. “I can’t fit into the lavatory.” After a pause he quickly adds, “Sorry.” And continues changing, his cheeks burning. This was going to go into the annals of cabin-crew gossip, this much he knows. ‘I walked into 1B changing in the galley like he owns the place!’

Matthew looks up at him, noting his height and Daan belatedly notes that the other man is about half a head shorter than him. “Right.” Matthew says, pink in the cheeks. “Um...I can relate.” He laughs a little and Daan smiles back, and finishes changing into the fresh pair of pants.

Before he moves back to his seat, Daan finds himself stopping. “That was amazing by the way, what you just did.”

Matthew looks back at him in surprise. “Oh um...thanks.” He smiles even brighter and Daan has to swallow because it feels like his heart is dislodging itself from his chest. “I’ll let my mother know that the lullaby still works its magic.”

Daan knows that some people just don’t know how to take a compliment, but it usually strikes him as dishonest. It’s a social form that you can’t be seen preening about yourself so you fake humility. There doesn’t appear to be any faking here, nothing but adorableness and someone who doesn’t seem like he can be real.

“And Mr deBoer, I’ll give the airlines your feedback about the size of the lavatories, but you really can’t change in the galley.”

Matthew Williams February 15, 2016 - Tokyo, Japan

I can’t even...right when I thought that customers couldn’t surprise me anymore. So I walk into the galley and one of my passengers is changing! In my galley!! Seriously?! But...I couldn’t really say much of anything because...wow.

Michelle Velle - What happened to the most ‘beautiful men in the world?’ He didn’t look Italian to me Matthew Williams - I was wrong about Italian men. Romano Vargas - FUCKING WHAT?! Feliciano Vargas - EXCUSE ME?! Matthew Williams - I didn’t mean it like that! I wasn’t thinking I’m sorry!!! Romano Vargas - I’m insulted! Feliciano Vargas - We are insulted! Where is this passenger from?! This is war! Matthew Williams - guys...come on Michelle Velle - I didn’t talk to him much, how is he? Matthew Williams - I don’t know? He spent most the flight ignoring me but he was really nice in the galley, probably because he was caught doing something he shouldn’t be doing. Romano Vargas - And THIS is more beautiful than an Italian? No Matthew, no. You have spent too much in the fucking air, it’s killing your brain cells.

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“Thank you so much!”

“You literally saved me from having a heart attack!”

“Are you free to babysit?”

“I’ll have you know I wrote an email right after the shaking stopped to commend you to Maple Airways.”

The best and worst flight that Daan has ever been on is finally over. He’s at once relieved and disappointed. The reason why is standing in front of him by the plane’s exit, just a few people in front of him. He knows as soon as the faces of the other cabin crew looking at him, that everyone already knows he’s ‘that guy who changed in the galley’.

“Thank you for flying with us.” Matthew says the common line, a dust of pink on his cheeks, while Michelle looks like she’s trying not to laugh.

“No, thank you. And…” Daan waves in the general direction in front of him of all the people who are disembarking after giving their praise. “Everything that they said.” He wants to say something else but he also doesn’t want to hold up the line. “Take care.” He steps off the plane and takes a deep breath of relief.

“I think everyone in business class has fallen in love with that man, or are desperate to hire him to babysit their little ones.” It’s João and he seems very amused at everything. Daan figures, shit-eating grin aside, the man was a fairly acceptable neighbor on the plane and mostly kept to himself.

“Can’t blame them. I didn’t mean to be short in there, I don’t fly well.”

“Ah yes. I could sense a kindred spirit when I mentioned bringing back ships.”

Daan nodded. “Definitely.”

“This is not any of my business but, we only have one life. I think, you should try asking that steward if he’s willing to get to know you better.”

Daan rolls his eyes. “Me and everyone in business class. Give the man a break, he’s been on his feet for more than 10 hours, including when the plane was practically rolling around.”

João shrugs. “If he’s too tired he’ll turn you down, no? But if he isn’t…”

Daan has had enough of this. “Look, no offense but-”

“But I swear to you, I saw him blush several times whenever he approached our seats and I really don’t think it was for me.”

That makes Daan’s jaw shut and he stares at João in disbelief. The other man laughs and waves. “I have shopping to do, but good luck!”

Damn the man. If he had stuck around to be entertained at whatever disaster those words were causing in Daan’s mind, he would suspect João of setting him up for amusement. But no...it’s just information freely exchanged.

Lost in a daze of thoughts, Daan makes very slow progress through immigration and customs, getting lost a few times in the terminal simply because he wasn’t paying attention. He keeps thinking about Matthew, and wonders if the man can be real, but realizes that he won’t actually know the reality of him unless he actually has the courage to try. Daan hasn’t slept in more than ten hours, his heart is beating so hard he can barely hear, and if he’s going to make a fool out of himself in front of a gorgeous man, it’s good that his chances of seeing a steward again can be greatly reduced by simply flying with a different airlines. It was actually a bit of a fluke that he flew on Maple Air this time around rather than his national carrier.

Oh God Daan, stop talking yourself into this, you know you want to do this.

He was going to do it. He was going to ask Matthew out on a date, and maybe find out his last name. He had no idea what Matthew’s schedule was, maybe he’d fly out tomorrow, maybe the best they’d be able to manage would be breakfast, but João was right. Daan only had one life and Matthew was a one-of-a-kind. Maybe Matthew was already taken (Daan wouldn’t be surprised if he were), maybe Matthew wasn’t interested in men, maybe the blush was for another reason. Still...if he didn’t try, he’d regret it forever. From a purely practical perspective, Daan wouldn’t be able to focus on work at all tomorrow if he just left the airport now, haunted by a kind smile and violet eyes.

He’s been so stupid walking around this airport he may have missed the crew entirely. Shit.

Daan runs to baggage claim and hopes he isn’t too late. He isn’t because there was a delay in releasing the bags. Thank goodness for small favors. Daan steels his courage and approaches the group of uniformed crew members where Matthew looks somewhat distressed, scrolling on his phone, while Michelle is laughing so hard she’s holding onto his shoulder for support. Other crew members are giggling too, probably some private joke of theirs.

Daan keeps approaching, now or never, he breathes in deep, lets out his breath and puts one foot in front of the other until he’s close enough to distract the group from Matthew’s phone. Daan’s not paying attention to the rest of them though, he’s just focused on Matthew. Matthew who notices him with wide shocked eyes and quickly pockets his phone, pink slowly blossoming on his cheeks.

“Mr deBoer,” Matthew straightens himself, going back into steward mode, but Daan has met steward Matthew. He’d like to get to know the rest of him. “Um...is there anything I can help you with? Airline related, I can’t do much about the airport, but I can try.” He let out a nervous laugh and Daan can only stare at him for a moment.

“It’s...I um…” Great, after working himself up for so long, now Daan can’t find the words. He’s grateful though that suddenly he’s left relatively alone with Matthew, as the rest of the crew have retreated. “The thing is…”

Matthew simply looks confused, and he’s about to say something when Daan finally finds his words.

“Look, I know you’ve probably had to beat off every single loser in business class by now, but if you don’t mind...if you have the time...would you have dinner with me tomorrow?”

The crew was not *that* far away. It was painfully apparent now with the increased chatter and not so subtle camera-phone clicks and Daan did not plan this out well at all. He did not plan, that’s a mistake and maybe Matthew is embarrassed because of it. He usually plans everything but he doesn’t have enough information - is there some employee code of conduct that prevents Matthew from saying yes? Should Daan have waited until they at least exited the airport? Does Matthew have a partner in-

“Yes….?”

Daan blinks. That’s the most confusing ‘yes’ he’s ever heard because it sounds like a question. Matthew is looking at him as if he can’t quite believe what he’s seeing or hearing, but at least he’s not acting like a steward any...oh crap, he hopes Matthew doesn’t feel obligated to agree for whatever crazy customer service reason.

“Yes as in...you want to?” Daan has to ask just to make sure.

“Ye..Yes! Yeah, uh...haha sorry about that um...I just didn’t quite believe what was happening. Are you...okay just to make sure. Are you asking me out on a date?”

Unbelievable. “Yes! Yes, I’m...asking you out on a date, is that okay with you?”

Matthew laughs. “More than okay, I’m just surprised because well...you didn’t seem to like me for most of that flight.”

Oh God. “I liked you a lot. I was trying not to be creepy about it.”

“Oh! Thanks.”

That smile should be illegal.

Matthew pulls out his phone with a blinding grin. “In that case, yes to the date, yes to dinner, are you on roaming?”

All the tiredness and tension leaves Daan as he pulls out his own phone to exchange numbers. He can’t stop looking at Matthew’s blinding smile, the titters and the noise from Matthew’s crewmates don’t even matter anymore. Eventually though, they do have to part, Matthew’s brother has arrived to pick him up but tomorrow…

Tomorrow.

Daan can’t wait. It’s only afterwards when he picks up his bag that he realizes his cheeks are hurting - he’s been grinning so much.

Michelle Velle February 15, 2016 - Tokyo, Japan

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Take a shot for every time they say ‘yes’

HONESTLY!!

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Matthew Williams - WHAT?! You took a video?! Omg Shell really? Michelle Velle - It was so cute though! And you’re happy! Feliciano Vargas - Is this the galley guy? Romano Vargas - What the fucking...THAT IS NOT A MORE BEAUTIFUL MAN! Feliciano Vargas - That’s not beautiful! You want to see beautiful? Ludwig Beilschmidt - FELI NO!

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#nedcan #fic: the most beautiful man in the world #one-shot

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some-rfa-imagines · 8 years

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NOTE:THIS POST IS VERY IMPORTANT. PLEASE READ IT

*eternal screaming into the void* *muffled mumbling* *blushy blushy* HOW DID I MISS THIS AM I JUST ONE OF THE MOST OBLIVIOUS PEOPLE ON THE PLANET WHAT THANK YOU SO MUCH??????? I DONT KNOW WHAT ELSE TO SAY

Okay but now i feel bad can someone else come tell me if you’re super oblivious to things too i don’t wanna be alone I’m too young ill get lost in the grocery store

things will go wrong trust me i need to bE guIded or I wILL dIE

sorry i love gifs okay leave me alone pls

ANYWAY BACK TO THE PURPOSE OF THIS POST OTHER THAN TO SAY ALL OF YOU ARE AMAZING AND BEAUTIFUL AND DESERVE ALL THE LOVE IN THE WORLD

Okay, so because of this, I’m going to be hosting a little fic thing. I need you all to send me one character from the list below. I also have a very small list of groups of about three prompts and one for pairs of AUs so choose a number/letter~! ALSO, CHOOSE WHETHER I WRITE MYSELF IN. I’m tempted to but it might be better if i don’t.

It’ll go until the end of February FOR AUSTRALIA (aka the 28th for this side of the planet and the 27th for the other side of the planet i think thats how it works) say, 12 am on 28th->1st?? idk i’ll post something when it ends.

P.S. some of these prompts and such have been found on the internet somewhere bc I lost my own list T_T

P.P.S You might notice further down that there’s options for Saeyoung & 707 as well as Saeran & Unknown. This is because I am willing to write for Saeyoung - where he is a little more serious in comparison to 707 where he jokes a lot. They’ll both be joking and stuff but Saeyoung just a bit less. This is the same for Unknown/Saeran - Saeran will be a little more timid and Unknown will be… well, how he is. I don’t mean to give out too many spoilers, but if you’ve played to the end (or at least Seven’s After End) then you might know what I’m talking about.

HOW VOTING WILL WORK:

I’ll be judging the voting by four categories.

- Character

- Prompts

- AUs

- M/W/M/I

Basically, whichever character gets the most votes will win that category, whichever group of prompts gets the most votes will win in that category and whichever AU gets the most votes will win in that category.

M/W/M/I is where you either vote ‘Yes’ or ‘No’. (It stands for ‘me writing myself in’). Very simple really. If any of them get even amounts of votes, I’ll get my sister to decide or something.

okay enough rambling, here’s the lists

CHARACTERS:

- Yoosung

- Zen

- Jaehee

- Jumin

- Saeyoung

- 707

- V

- Saeran

- Unknown

- Vanderwood (I can’t promise anything good)

- Elizabeth 3rd (lololol lets see how this one plays out)

- Rika (????? maybe before she met V????? Idk?????)

PROMPTS:

1. “Who the hell are you and why is my favourite book in a puddle of orange juice.”, “Are you trying to flirt with me?” “This is a lot harder than it looks and I don’t think you realise that.”, “That’s the lamest pick up line I’ve ever heard of.” “Damn. Well, it was just plan A.” “And what’s plan B…?” “To take you hostage.”

2 . “What the fuck did they do to you in that lab?” “Ehhh, needles, comas, that deep freeze thing in the first room, shoving these onto my back. Oh also they forced me to eat soggy bread.”, “Love, you underestimate how much food I can shove in my mouth before I need to be stopped.”, “okay so why did you have to smash that vase again” “I DIDN’T MEAN TO IT GOT IN THE WAY”

3 (matches = a). “Welcome to my treasure trove.” “There’s a sword.” “Yeah.” “wHY DO YOU HAVE A SWORD.”, “Love, I’ve done this before. Every hundred years. For seventeen millenniums.’, “WHAT DID YOU DO TO (THEM)?!”

4 (matches = e). “Are… Who are these people? They- They look like me…”, “So, what do you want for dinner?” “I’m thinking Italian. Like an Italian.” “BABE.”, “Oooh, look at the detail on that mirror.” “Okay by now you’re just messing with me and you can stop.”

5 (matches = g). “Okay, I know I’m idiotic to get lost in a corn maze but who the fuck are you and why are you apparently as idiotic as I am.”, “I was on my way to buy that soul for Satan, who do you think you are. You can’t do that.” “I’m sure you know who I am.” “Huh…? Oh, fuck.”, “I swear to god, my little sister will kill me when I get home.” “Bit rude to swear to God right now, don’t you think?” “Oops -,-”

6 (matches = c). “Fuck I’m going to die. Damn” “YOU DEFINITELY WILL IF YOU DRINK THAT.”, “You know you can’t bring (them), Your Highness, (they’ll) be used against you.”, “Don’t hold me responsible, I wasn’t even there.” “Yeah but you gave me the idea.” “You know what, fuck you.”

7 (matches = f). “The fuck did you say they put on my gravestone?!”, “Honey, I don’t care if you’re the fucking queen or an uncooperative cat, get off your ass and live your life you trash bag.”, “hey, calm down, please, oh god okay, calm aura, calm aura, please stop freaking out, calm down, it’s okay, you can do this.”

AUs:

a (matches 3). ‘You’re suspicious of the legends. You know, those legends. Everyone knew about them. The ones about the dragons in the hills.’, ‘Who are you and why are you holding a sword to my throat. SHIT WHERE’D YOU GO I’M GOING TO GET ASSASSINATED AREN’T I.’ - (Shapeshifter AU?)

b. ‘There was another thunderstorm tearing through your village. Which OTPs were clashing this time and what got the angels so agitated with each other??? How badly did they ship these people…’, ‘Why’d you have to smile at me like that, I couldn’t even concentrate on your order oh god I’m blushing why am I so fLUSTERED.’ - (Ship wars in Heaven/coffee shop AU?)

c (matches = 6). ‘Fuck why did you have to be the one to join me on this mission you do realise that it’s dangerous and they don’t care whether we die or not’, ‘Okay so I love you and all, but why the fuck did you have to start a universal war they’re going to kill you- yes, I know you’re undercover when you fight but you’re still a dead (queen/king) walking I hope you know.” - (War between two universes/undercover queen/king as a spy AU?)

d. ‘You smiled, taking a quick photo of the (colour)-haired (gender). The light was pretty on the water, sure. But (they) seemed to be ethereal against it all.’, ‘”Edit photos taken today” and “lunch at (favourite cafe) at 2 w/ (BFF’s name)” was scrawled messily on your arm, the ink from the pen fading in and out as you had written it in a rush. You ran into your favourite cafe, stopping to run a hand through your hair. Looking around, you tried to spot your best friend when you saw it. Your own handwriting, on someone else’s arm.’ - (Amateur Photographer/Soulmate writing AU?)

e (matches = 4). ‘Your eye caught the (colour)ed ones from across the room. (They were) cute oh god, no, no, no, don’t betray me like this. You squeezed your eyes shut, grabbing a lock of your hair. Opening your eyes very slowly your eyes widened. Great. Pink.’, ‘Blood dripped down (their) chin. You knew (they were) a vampire. You knew (they) needed blood. But it was a little offensive when (they) drank from others.’ - (Vampire/Hair-changing-colour-to-match-emotions AU?)

f (matches = 7). ‘You couldn’t really explain it. You would never meet your soulmate, you knew that. So why were you so calm most of the time? You’d met others whom had gone hysterical. What was this calm aura that surrounded you? And why did you feel like someone was always watching you?’, ‘You remembered the exact moment the clock stopped. It stopped a few years ago; you sat alone on the swings in the park when a burning feeling ignited in your wrist. Horrified, you looked down. Embedded into your skin was a new tattoo - one that read 2 years / 6 months / 17 days / 6 hours / 5 minutes / 34 seconds in gorgeous calligraphy. You hated it.’ - (Soulmate clock/Ghost-Soulmate AU?)

g (matches 5). ‘Why on earth did i have to be the one Satan asks to get their soul. Why’d they even sell their soul to begin with. Oh, fuck where am I.’, ‘my little sister really looks up to you because she’s going through that phase so she’ll probably kill me again when i get home.’ (demon AU)

M/W/M/I

- Yes

- No

- I really don’t mind

Holy shit that took ten years

Wow okay, that took a long while my bad. Anyway, as you can see, some match together well (and some are really specific)but ofc you don’t have to do those two together. sO! Please vote in my asks box!! I’m so curious to see the outcome~

Bye bye~!!

*poof*

#mystic messenger #puffle cries at her follower count #i seriously can't put it any other way you're just all so amazing and i can't actually believe that people like the trash i put down #its like wearing a cosplay of an anime to a convention but the cosplay is total trash however you're the only one in that characters cosplay #what you think is total trash anyways #so everyone wants photos with you and other characters and they post them on social media and others see and then people end up liking it #even though you know its traqsh #and at the end of the day #you see just how many people liked your cosplay even though you think you didn't do a great job #and you just wanna cry because it was like your first convention and you tried with your cosplay and you didn't know if it was good or not #but then all these people were so kind and supportive #and aaaaaaaaa I'm about to tear up #seriously thank you i love you all so much #do you like the prompts btw #i took ages choosing them and some of them i came up with so i hope they're decent #tbh ill probably end up writing all of them eventually #just remind me lmao #i'll definitely forget otherwise oop #why am i still talking #ill go #bye bye #*poof*#puffle rambles #puffle rambles in the tags #not writing

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