#so I'll finally be creating a drabble collection on AO3

[buggyboba]

Within Your Heart I'll Place The Moon

Ao3 [x] The song that inspired this [ As The World Falls Down ] Missy takes you to a masquerade ball, and well it feels very final.

Notes:

AN| Once again no self-control, it popped into my head so now it's here. I decided not to be too angsty, I needed some kinda happy, but even then, doesn't really feel happy, but shh I tried. Pairing: Missy x Reader (Fem implied) Warnings: None I can think of, Missy calls Reader Nova, as a term of endearment. Word: 1600, It's a short one ya'll I figured out drabbles don't have to be 6000 words.

The music was slow and hazy; the floor was covered with dancers, some in simple lace coverings, some in full-blown masquerade masks. You wore a simple black lace thing, barely covering your features but it had amethyst jewel droplets sewn into it, it matched your black silk ballroom gown. Your eyes scanned the dancers, as you swayed to the music.

The ballroom was beautiful, the crystals were almost like bubbles above the dancers. The light hitting them from above created an ethereal feeling. A half smile took your lips, a masquerade was something you had always wanted to see, and your time lady delivered, she had slipped away to do something nefarious you were sure, but that didn't stop you from having a good time. After a few moments, your head felt too hazy, so you stepped out onto the balcony for air, the music seeped out into the once-quiet night air, and the cold air felt good against your skin. The heat of so many people dissipated out here, lessening the feeling of the overwhelming that the ballroom was.

The moon here cast a beautiful glow on everything, it was very romantic, too bad Missy wasn’t there. You imagined what it would be like to dance with her, she would probably get mad you didn’t know how to properly waltz, or something, chastise you for being uncultured, but it didn’t matter right now, not when the night was so beautiful. Not when the music was so perfect, and everything felt like a fairytale.

You leaned against the railing looking out at the courtyard, and that's when you felt a familiar hand on your lower back, you turned and there she was, the moonlight bathed her in such a way that you were sure she was a goddess. Her black and royal purple dress perfectly clung to her, her own deep purple mask covered the top of her face, but her light blue eyes were still piercing. The moonlight caught the gold and amethyst jewels worked into her hair, which was loose for once, not in its normal perfectly pinned-up updo, but slightly curled and draped over her shoulders.

She took your hand and pulled you closer, her hand stayed on your lower back as her fingers curled through yours, it wasn’t the proper waltzing stance, but she wanted to be as close as she could to you. She let her head rest close to your ear as she waltzed you around the large stone balcony. She murmured things to you, softer than you expected her to be, it worried you, she hadn’t been this affectionate before. Was affectionate the right word? It didn’t matter, her soft words and occasional kiss on your neck made your head even more hazy.

She kept you close to her, you could feel her hearts pounding against your chest, your own heart fluttering and drumming quickly against your ribs. Why were her hearts pounding? She was always collected, at least she seemed like it, like everything was under control, so why were her hearts racing? This was too perfect, everything was too perfect. Was this it, was Missy going to drop you off and take off, would you never see her again. She was being sweet, too sweet, you felt your grip on her tighten slightly, she noticed too. She kissed your neck softly as if to soothe the nervousness bubbling up in your stomach. She pulled back to look at you, her expression betrayed something akin to guilt before she masked whatever emotion she was feeling.

“You are a fool,” she said calmly, softly, so as to not break the spell of the music and beautiful night.

“How so?” you asked, your voice barely a whisper.

“For loving me,” she whispered in your ear, as she chose to sway with you in slow circles.

“Am I? Why?” You asked softly, suddenly feeling very numb, yeah this was it, you had been through enough breakups.

“Well, I am a psychopath dear.” She said as if that was the only real reason you needed. “And given my history, I am more likely to use you and throw you away.” she sighed. “Or I’ll get bored and drop you into the time vortex for funsies.”

“Is that what you want from me?” you breathed weakly. “To use me and throw me away, I don’t think it is…or you would have already, you’ve had plenty of opportunities, and chances, and even when you want to kill me, you haven’t….I don’t think I am a fool for loving you Missy, I think you are scared to feel it.” You said in a murmur. “You are trying to sabotage yourself, and I don’t think you realize you are doing it…or if you do, you think this is the right choice, it’s not Missy…we have been traveling together for a while, I see the way you look when you think I’m not paying attention…the way you will smirk behind your hand when I say something you find entertaining but don’t want me to know….I don’t think you are going to use me and throw me away.” You said and let the hand that had rested on her arm slide up to the side of her neck. “I think you are just uncomfortable and don’t know how to handle it, because you haven’t let yourself be adored in a way that isn’t subservient.” You nodded letting your thumb rub her jawline, to which she seemed to press closer to you. “I know that I’m just a silly little human, but if you wanted to just throw me away, you wouldn’t have brought me here, even if there were ulterior motives, you would have just dragged me back to the tardis, and if you are doing this as a ‘last adventure’ thing, you wouldn’t have, you wouldn’t have cared enough to, you would have just dropped me off, so…I might be a fool, but it’s not for loving you,” you said moving to step back, but she pulled you tighter to her, not allowing you to leave.

Her arm wrapped around your waist and kept you pinned against her, she was quiet, clearly not used to having to face what you have said. “This is a last adventure,” she sighed. “They are closing in on me, and I can’t risk you.”

“No, don’t do that…don’t think you know better for me, I don’t know who you are running from, but run a little longer, for me, please.” You said weakly, clinging to her tighter, you felt the sting of tears, you didn’t want to leave yet, you wanted to stay, to be her companion. You didn’t want her to walk out of your life and you would never see her again, the way she was talking, you felt that whoever was after her it was a final sort of meeting. “You will get out of this, you are the goddamn Mistress, and if there is one thing I know about you, is death is for other people…not you….never you.” You said in a desperate but firm tone.

“My Nova, I wish it was that simple–” she started but you cut her off.

“You are also not responsible for my safety, I am, and it doesn’t matter I chose this, remember, I said yes. I don’t want to leave, I don’t want this to be the last adventure, not when….Not when I have these feelings, not when I look at you and feel so much….I don’t care if someone is after you, we can run, we are good at that, we can stay a step ahead, we can glide through the stars, we can stay lowkey for as long as it takes, please…don’t do this…not to me, not right now.” you said your breath picking up some as you clung to her burying your face in the crook of her neck as you both seemed to cling to each other not willing to let go.

“No it is that simple, you won’t let yourself be caught, and I won’t let you be caught, and we can continue our adventures, you showing me the stars.” You said, shaking your head. Missy let out a shaking sigh, she didn’t know how to get through to you that if she was caught, you weren’t going to be spared, they would see you as an accomplice, then again she could always say she hypnotized you, and since there was no real blood on your hand they might release you. What was that feeling, that she was feeling? Regret, remorse? It didn’t matter, not right now, because you were looking at her like that, with those tears, baring your heart to her, and she couldn’t let you go, not right now, not when there was so much to still show you, still do.

She sighed again and pulled your head back down to the crook of her neck. “Okay Nova, just a bit longer then,” she whispered into your ear. “Just one more adventure.” she kissed just below your ear. You could handle just one more, as long as it wasn’t true, you could keep trying ‘one more adventure’, for as long as it took. At least for tonight, you still had her, and you had a beautiful romantic setting, one more dance couldn’t hurt, not when it was this perfect, even if the thought of eminent death loomed, you couldn’t help but push it down, ignore it just a bit longer just so you could enjoy the time you had, this fleeting moment, that you were determined to stretch as long as you could.

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@Theonetruepotato87 @neurodiverse-dumpingground @lena-kieran-luthor @marisacoulterswife @germansarechill @vivvision @skarrkiie @missyblr @toastvogel @what-bout-me @shipshroom @lilibrina @awritersometime @super-just-because

[sad-girl-hours23]

2024 Fic Round-Up (strap in cause I love to yap)

Thanks for the tag @sugdenlovesdingle

I currently have 39 works posted to AO3 this year for bucktommy.

I only started writing again this June and my first work was The Places You Love to Be Kissed which is a 25-chapter "fic" told in 100-word drabbles of Buck's "favorite places to be kissed"

It's one of my most favorite creations. I had such a blast writing it & planning it (to some degree anyway, I did have to create a timeline lol) & I hope to continue the series with more lists.

I never meant to write it, I just kept writing down fic ideas waiting for something that could be an actual story (I'm not great with plots, okay?) but then I thought of this moment of Buck confessing his early relationship insecurities to Hen, listing all the ways he could mess it up (which became Prelude: Clues & Accusations) and her telling him to make a different list. And, Buck & I both love lists, okay? And I took the list idea from Lisa Nola's Love Listography journal and it just grew from there. The first few chapters came easy and so I posted them to AO3 (I always tell myself I'm never going to post a WIP and I also never listen) and I'm so glad I did because it forced me to create an actual plan, at least to decide on the number of chapters, otherwise I probably would have written it forever lol So I decided on 25 chapters (arbitrary, but it just has good vibes, ya know?) and I had already had the first chapter as a pre-lude and I already had written Maddie's chapter as an interlude before I realized that it deserved to be an actual line on Buck's list and so I decided on 20 list-item chapters (the actual # of lines in the journal, because I'm a freak lol) and then 5 additional chapters spread throughout (pre-lude, 3 interludes, and a post-lude) - where they aren't list-items but short little silly/fun breaks from the not-quite-narrative through-line where the list is always mentioned (Does it need to be stated that I work best with specific constraints and forms? lol). There's also several Clue references for no reason other than it's one of my obsessions.

I could go on forever about this, but I'll just leave a few of my favorite chapters here for reference

Tommy's Art Studio

Trader Joe's

Nina's Lounge (Bobby’s chapter 😫)

Garden Courtyard, Part 1 (Maddie 🥺🥺🥺)

Garden Courtyard, Part 2

The Grand Hall (Hen 😌😌)

Finally moving on to my other works...

31 of which are drabbles for the 118 Daily Drabble (posted separately because I'm a slut for kudos & it's just nice to see which individual ones resonate with people)

5 of which I wrote for the Bucktommy Advent Calendar 2024 I really enjoyed writing these, especially the ones below (the one excluded is not really fic)

I Know The Last Page So Well, I Can't Read The First

Bucktommy Bones? 

Spumoni

Hold Me Hostage, Arrest My Attention

I created Tumblr Ficlets for any microfics and not-quite-fics I post here (10 so far)

Rearranging The Alphabet To Put U And I Together is an A-Z unconnected drabble collection that is half-way completed

If you survived this post, consider yourself tagged 😜 (no pressure)

[elucienweekofficial]

AO3 Collection・Instagram・Twitter・Masterlist

Thank you so much to everyone who participated in Elucien Week 2023! We are so grateful to everyone who took the time to create content and engage with the week!

We'll be keeping an eye on any stragglers in the tags and updating the masterlists accordingly. Also stay tuned for one final surprise from the moderators before we finish out the week officially 👀

📝Fics:

Lead Me Into the Light by @velidewrites

A Blaze in the Dark by @the-lonelybarricade

Meet Me at Midnight by @starfall-spirit

Ars Amatoria by @fieldofdaisiies

DILF Daydreamin' by @labellefleur-sauvage

Elucien hate sex by @darklove9314-blog

I'll Take You To The Boba Shop by @areyoudreaminof

I Was Enchanted To Meet You by @c-e-d-dreamer

The Fire Won't Burn Me by @separatist-apologist

I can't face reinvention (I haven't met the new me yet) by @midnightmasterpiece

Weightless by @asnowfern

put your lips close to mine (as long as they don't touch) by @belabellissima

Both Forever and Rather Die by @foundress0fnothing

Love on Water Lillies by @vulpes-fennec

The Fox in the Garden by @writtenonreceipts

Across the Stars by @velidewrites

The Highland Fox and The English Rose by @labellefleur-sauvage

lost in your current (like a priceless wine) by @a-novel-blog

Modern AU Spicy Prompt Fill by @aldbooks

Frost and Fire by @aldbooks

🎨Art:

Flyboy Lucien and Naboo Senator Elain by @stickyelectrons

"Oh~there you are...♡" by @witchlingsandwyverns

Elucien embracing by @fieldofdaisiies

Elucien sleeping beauty AU by @devilsnightz

fluff!Elucien by @brielyasmin

The Boba Shop AU - comissioned by @separatist-apologist from artist @zolyna_

The Great Elucien - comissioned by @iambutmortal from artist @/vinc_ry

Las Vegas Wedding AU by @cursebrkr

Elain and Lucien | Outlander Inspired - comissioned by @acourtdelaluna from artist @/artcraawl

Modern Rio de Janeiro and Cyberpunk São Paulo by @westrangecollectionkoalaposts

Domestic Elucien sketch by @corcracrow

Anakin and Padme Elucien by @wittyrejoinder

Elucien secret garden vibes by @dopeartisanprincess

sleepy by @laxibbeb

Elain Archeron and Lucien Vanserra by @afoliveira

Furry AU by @mei_lfong

Elucien WIP by @mossytrashcan

Sith Elain and Jedi Lucien - comissioned by @separatist-apologist and @the-lonelybarricade from @witchlingsandwyverns

Elucien 80s fashion - commissioned by @sanktadu and artist @lib-arts

Lucien VanBowser and Princess Elain - comissioned by @kingofsummer93 from artist @carasalexandra

Golden Hour - comissioned by @foreverinelysian from artist @tropicoola

🎶Misc:

ELAIN & LUCIEN: MODERN AU moodboard by @octobers-veryown

Court of Ties and Destinies tiktok in English and in Portuguese by @lloorryy

Her Burning Light moodboard and drabble by @sunshinebingo

Reasons why Elucien is happening by @elucienhasmywholeheart

Elucien quotes: 1, 2, 3, and 4 by @ofduskanddreams

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If we missed one of your contributions, kindly reach out to one of our event runners!

🎨: mallorydraws

[klaineadvent]

Hello Everyone!

This is a long one, so apologies in advance! 

You may notice the Klaine Advent looking a little different this year! As noted in an earlier post, we’re rebranding to the December Klaine Fanworks Challenge!

There are a handful of reasons we’re doing this, but hopefully this little refresh will get people excited about participating all the way to the end. For consistency this year this event will remain attached to the Klaine Advent blog, and we’ll determine after the event whether we need to change that in the future.

So, how are things changing? 

There will be still be a daily word (yay!), these are chosen via a random word generator, and are NOT themed in any way. These words will post on this blog every day around 6 am Eastern Standard TIme.

That said! Since it is December, and Glee comes with a Christmas episode every year, and Klaine do have a Christmas duet tradition (more years than not anyway…) we will also be posting a weekly theme! These will be holiday flavored, and we are kicking off this inaugural event with the theme of Christmas Songs. Each weekly themed post will highlight a different song and some selected lyrics.

On to the details!

The Dates. December 1 - December 21 

The Words. Every day around 6am, US Eastern Standard Time, a fresh new word will pop out of the queue. This year the words are not alphabetical, and were chosen by a random word generator. The wonderful @caramelcoffeeaddict did all of the artwork again this year!

How to participate. Anyone can contribute, no need to sign up! There will be a single word prompt post each day for 21 days (December 1-21), and a holiday themed post every Friday beginning December 1, with the final themed post dropping December 22. You can write a drabble (or a sentence or a novel, if you like), create an art piece, make fresh gifs based on the prompt - whatever inspires you! This year the tag will be: “december klaine challenge 2023” and please tag with the word of the day so volunteers can ID the posts they need to reblog (please please please make sure all of your contributions are tagged so we can find them!). 

Contribute however works best for you. You can do something every day, every 4th day, once a week, altogether at the end, whatever works for you and your schedule. Use all the prompts or pick and choose what speaks to you. Set your own challenges. The only requirements for the Challenge are that it be Klaine centered, and that it references or uses one the word (or theme) prompt in some way.

Volunteers will be reblogging fics to the @todaydreambelieversfic blog, so you can always go scroll the blog to find the latest entries.  Of course everyone (especially the authors!) would be delighted if people reblogged to their own blog - the more people who reblog something the wider the potential viewing audience. We want to encourage everyone to reblog as many fics as they like all throughout the month!!

Partnership. This year again we’ll be partnering with @todaydreambelieversfic.  Authors and other creators for Klaine Advent who would like an additional place to promote their works are welcome to join as members. Just send a private message to @todaydreambelieversfic with your email address and they’ll add you to the blog membership.

Archive of Our Own. We have created a collection on AO3 for those people who don’t post to tumblr, and where those folks who do post to tumblr can share their advent works if you like! The collection will be up this weekend and I'll make another post when that's rolling.

Want to Volunteer? We can always use people to help with the daily reblogs!  If you can spare one or two days please signup here!! 

“But what if I don’t write or make art and don’t have time to volunteer?”  You are the most important person in the Advent!! Read the fics, look at the art, let the authors and artists know how much you appreciate their work by reblogging and commenting and liking and all those things creators like. Nothing helps a writer or artist losing steam get motivated more than a nice comment from someone. 

I think that covers everything, so if you have any questions or there’s something that’s not clear, please ask! 

Happy Writing!!

@slayediest

[tashonix]

Adventures in space (M)

For @cassiannandor and @whatlighttasteslike <3 

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Space. The final frontier.

At present the only frontier Jemma was interested in was her knickers and Fitz’s fingers burrowing underneath them.

“Fitz,” she canted her hips as she nibbled at his earlobe, urging him on.

He chuckled as he started working his fingers against her, rapidly bringing her to the brink.

Jemma started panting and tilted her head to find his, their kisses frantic, as if they only had moments to spare. Which she supposed they did if someone happened to walk along the dimly lit service corridor behind their new lab or bothered to look at the security footage.

“God, Fitz, now, now,” she demanded, his fingers now working busily inside her.

Fitz laughed again, shoving his trousers and boxers down then hoisting her against the wall.

There was no finesse as he quickly entered her, but damn, if it didn’t feel good after so long.

Jemma groaned and bit into his shoulder, ankles and arms locking him in place as she clung to him like a monkey and he rocked against her.

All thoughts left her mind as he brushed against her g-spot, and as she broke out into a moan, Fitz swallowed the sound with another desperate kiss.

They were both panting hard, so close to the edge, as she snaked a hand down between them. It was Fitz’s turn to groan when her hand brushed against where they were joined as she started rubbing her clit.

“Fuck, harder, Fitz, almost-,” Jemma muffled her groans by working up an impressive hickey on his shoulder.

He grunted and picked up the pace, her hand adding wonderful friction until she exploded, shuddering against him and hanging on for dear life as he threw his head back and joined her.

Breathing hard, neither were in any great hurry to move. She rested her head on his shoulder as he supported her against the wall.

Jemma’s world was at peace when she heard his voice again.

“Je-Jemma?”

Jemma smiled. Fitz always was attentive after sex.

“Jemma?” His voice was louder, more urgent.

She slowly opened her eyes, drowsy in the afterglow, registering his shape in the doorway.

Doorway…

Suddenly alert, she raised her head, as the realisation dawned on her that she was still touching herself and her trousers were halfway down her hips.

“Fitz…” she whispered, though it sounded incredibly loud in their room.

After a short period of awkwardness and adjustment to their new surroundings, their relationship and communication had improved though they’d yet to really touch each other beyond a few kisses goodnight. And well, a girl had needs. Especially when stuck on a space station.

“You, ah, come here often?” He flashed her a sheepish smile as he scratched his neck.

Jemma burst out laughing as she straightened her clothes. She’d missed this Fitz and was glad he’d appeared to break the tension.

“I’ve been known to fly solo on occasion. You see, my boyfriend has been swamped with work,” she smiled coyly at him.  

“Well, uh,” he blushed as he cleared his throat, “I always wondered about the various effects on the body in space.”

“Ugh, Fitz!” She couldn’t help laughing again, grinning broadly and feeling for the first time in months like everything was truly okay. “Come here and find out.”