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myth-blossom · 8 months
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Ten Random Lines Pt II
It’s been a long time since I’ve done some writing games and I miss talking with the fandom, so I thought I’d do a follow-up of this one!
Here are some more random lines that I enjoy from my Hitman fics. Feel free to share your own or tag someone who might be interested! 😊
Summer Wine (Songs and Silencers): Teen and Up
Diana secured her desk and turned out the light. As she returned to bed and closed her eyes, she hoped to fall asleep and dream a new kind of dream. That one night she would open the hidden panel in her desk to find the gun missing, a familiar shadow approaching her from behind. 47 returning to take back what was his. All that was his.
2. Lacrymosa: Explicit
Lips lingered as they drank each other deeply, emboldened with the knowledge that touch outmatched time in the swift healing of injured hearts. 
3. Under the Moonlight: Mature
He pressed his lips to hers without hesitation, hoping she could feel what he felt for her through such a simple action. It was an experience he had only known for a few months, but he found kissing Diana to be as natural as breathing. And that night, with the moonlight making Diana as radiant and divine as the goddess of her namesake, 47 felt like a fool if he didn’t take the opportunity to worship her.
4. Divine Revelations: Teen and Up
“Tomorrow is never guaranteed,” he said quietly. “You should tell him how you feel. The love you seek may not be returned, but the knowledge would hurt less than the pain of regret.”
5. Unwrapped: Explicit
Perhaps he would speak to her about the ache in his chest tomorrow. Tonight, he would fight the sleep in his eyes a little longer so he could enjoy this moment of Diana in his arms. It was his birthday, after all. He could indulge in a dream.
6. Five Minutes: Teen and Up
He seemed to fascinate her, and she caught his interest in return. Diana was the first person to see him as more than a number. She was the first person he felt he could trust.
7. Business and Pleasure: Explicit
“It’s dangerous to be distracted.” She could see a hint of hesitation on his face, his true concern for getting so lost in their memories that he ignored his objective in the present. His hesitation was short lived as she caressed his cheek and leaned in close, a mere breath away from his lips. “Danger never stopped us before,” she mused. “Why stop us now?”
8. Flight of the Sparrow: Mature
“Mr. Webster, you must not be familiar with the tales of sparrows.” Diana looked over to the pieces that remained of the ornate bird on the sofa. 47 readied his silencer. “Some say the sparrow is the harbinger of death. Should you capture one, you would be wise to kill it. Otherwise, your life will meet its end.”
9. Irresistible: Explicit
She gasped in a mixture of excitement and surprise as he tossed the lacy remains aside and sucked on her collar. “You’re going to pay for that,” Diana admonished, nipping his ear playfully.  “I’ve been paying for it all day,” 47 growled in desperation.
10. All Eyes On Us: Explicit
They embraced through the night as the lovers they were meant to be, comforted in the knowledge that while the Riepers’ honeymoon was at its end, their chapter was just beginning, and together they would always remain.
Tagging in case you’d like to share yours! ❤️ @diana-fortyseven @cajunandfire @cicaklah @postalninja
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curator-on-ao3 · 8 months
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Ten Random Lines
Rules: Pick any ten of your fics, scroll roughly to the midpoint, pick a line (or three) and share it. Then tag ten people.
I was tagged by @starrybouquet. 💕 Thank you so, so much for tagging me in this super-fun game!
1. Boots That Touch at the Toes (Una Chin-Riley/Christopher Pike, T)
Heat cracks like fire across her hand, sharp and searing as numbness gives way to life, Chris’ breath hot on her skin, his exhalations steady, even as she shudders.
His lips brush her palm, pain fading as quickly as it started. 
And her throat sticks with thank you and oh my God and don’t go.
2. Hello, Again (Una Chin-Riley/Jack Ransom, T)
“Captain,” Una turns toward Chris, all business, “I can recreate the solution Starfleet Academy devised to correct for the temporal imbalance in the planet’s atmosphere, which also explains the trouble we had with transport. It should take about a week to refit the transport ionizers, plus run a few tests.”
“I can help.” Jack flexes a bicep that didn’t need flexing. “Double Number One fist-punch to the problem.”
Is Una chuckling? Jack’s joke wasn’t that funny. Not compared to some of the really funny stuff Chris says. 
3. The One That Is You (Una Chin-Riley/Christopher Pike, M)
“Yeah, I’m going to go back in time.” My toes nudge her ankle monitor. Not enough for the metal to dig into her skin, but enough to remind us both of the present. “Someone once told me that she refused to believe there isn't another way. I listened. Now she’s in prison and I’m trapped in a war that the Klingons say could have been avoided if I’d met my fate. So, yes, I’m going to go back in time and convince my younger self to do what’s right, not what’s convenient.”
4. Hold My Hand and We’re Halfway There (Kelly Grayson/Ed Mercer, G)
“Hey there,” Kelly holds up a bottle of wine, “I wasn’t sure if this was business or pleasure, so I brought a red blend.”
“Because, ‘Sometimes being a little blended is the best way to enjoy all the cultures that blend to form the Union,’ right?” 
He expects her to chuckle. 
But her head tilts, light catching her hair and playing across her cheekbones. “Did you just quote my father?”
5. Chrysalis (Una Chin-Riley/Christopher Pike, E)
“What?” Chris pulls away just enough to look at her, confusion and pride chasing each other across his face. “One of the Talosians said that you … you fantasize about me?”
How is it possible to be more embarrassed the second time? Her cheeks warm, not even the distraction of irritation at an alien probing her mind available to save her.
6. Synchronous Orbit (Kathryn Janeway & Tom Paris, G)
“I remember what you said about wanting my help to find the Maquis.” He forces his hands to rest on his lap, fingers splayed, useless. “But we both know you could have gotten that information and not taken me along for the ride. This has been the best seven years of my life and … before I go … I want to know why.”
Her chair, always so quiet when the ship pulsed with activity, creaks again. He swivels and the captain is the same size she’s always been, yet also somehow smaller.
“Looking back can be dangerous, Mr. Paris.” She glances toward the viewscreen, then at him. “Sometimes the best course is forward.”
7. The Haze (Una Chin-Riley/Christopher Pike, T)
There’s a rustling from his darkened alcove, then quiet again. “I’m glad not knowing your past is pleasant for you, Una.”
Maybe he’s not listening well because he’s very tired and having trouble falling asleep. 
“The haze is pleasant. Not knowing my past can be confusing. I like when you explain things so I can understand.”
There’s more rustling. “Is that why you didn’t want to go into your quarters? You didn’t want to be by yourself without someone there to explain things to you?”
8. Gotta Admit, It’s Pretty Sweet (Churrolivia/Jack Ransom, T)
Jack is about to ensure his irritation is clear in his voice, but he remembers just in time — he promised Olivia he would try to be more patient with the ensigns. So Jack’s pecs rise with a deep, calming breath and he calls out as cheerfully as he can, “Come on in, Ensign Mariner.” 
She waltzes in like she owns the place, sits crooked in a chair as if she’s Captain Riker or something. “Hey, do I smell cinnamon?”
9. The Melody of You (and Me) (Una Chin-Riley/Seven of Nine, T)
There’s a chuckle from Seven.
“This,” Seven squeezes Una’s hand, “isn’t solely your affections. You’re worried about me tripping and falling with my ocular implant low on power. I’m all right.”
10. City Lights (Seven of Nine/Liam Shaw, T)
He sits heavily in the chair across from her, all clean scents of soap and shampoo. “Look, Hansen, my buzz is nearly gone and I’m not exactly in the habit of entertaining mesmerizing company as yourself, so —” 
Mesmerizing? The captain is a lot of things, but he’s not a liar or a flatterer.
Her cheeks go warm, both from the unexpected compliment and from the frustration that balls her fists and hardens her voice. 
“So why don’t you call me by my damn name?”
As always, I love being tagged but my tag anxiety keeps me from tagging others. If you’re reading this and want to play, please consider yourself tagged! 💕
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sterekbros · 1 year
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Ten Random Lines
Rules: pick any ten of your fics, scroll to the midpoint, pick a line (or three) and share it. Then tag ten people.
@sivan325 tagged me
All my fics will be STEREK.
Lego House | Explicit “I love you,” Stiles said quietly. He tried to push away the thought that this might be the last time he’d ever get to tell Derek that. Derek froze, then slowly drew back. “Say it again,” he whispered. “Please.” “I love you,” Stiles said softly, carefully watching Derek as he said it. He leaned up to kiss him, holding him close as he breathed him in. “For always… no matter what happens.” He knew that he’d love Derek in all his forms, and that was something Stiles would always be sure of. Derek kissed him, slow and wet and deep. “I love you,” he told Stiles. Derek kissed him again. “I love you. For always.”
Waterworld | Explicit Stiles sat on the edge of the dock as they sailed, the sun warm on his skin and the water misting him as it splashed against the hull. The last two weeks had been the most perfect of Stiles’ life. There wasn't any other way he could explain it. Being with Derek, being his mate, and feeling every part of him through the bond was something Stiles couldn't put into words. He could just feel it.  He smiled at the content feeling he received through the bond from Derek, returning it as he ran his fingers over the mark on his neck. Stiles had never felt more grounded and whole in his entire life. Even the anxiety he'd had about stopping on the merchant ship to meet Derek's friends had eased over the last couple of weeks, no doubt from Derek's feelings of assurance that they'd be okay. 
We Came As Romans | Explicit When Derek stepped into the tent, Stiles was indeed there. He was standing in the middle of the tent with only a leather thong wrapped around his waist, a thin length of cloth hanging down to cover his cock in front. He was quiet, a small smile playing on his lips, but Derek could tell he was nervous. And Gods, now Derek could see why Stiles had wanted the woad - it had been to create the designs, these intricate designs drawn onto Stiles’ skin, completely covering him, leaving nothing bare from his shoulders down. “You’re back,” Stiles said softly.
You Led Me Home | Explicit Stiles scooped up a bit more, blowing and chancing a look at Derek. “Do you want to try some?” he asked, feeling the hairs stand on the back of his neck at Derek’s gaze.  “You sure it won't ruin the surprise?” Derek asked, voice low. Stiles moved over to offer Derek the spoon in answer, careful not to spill it on Derek as Derek opened for a taste. “Oh, wow. Yeah, that is good.” The praise made Stiles beam.
Snacks From Up Above | Explicit “We don't have to talk about anything else. Just know that I love you too.” “I don’t think I’m ever going to get tired of hearing that,” Derek said, kissing him longer, with a little more heat. “At least, not for a good two or three hundred years.” He bent to scrape his teeth lightly over Stiles’ neck. “Maybe four.” Stiles laughed at that, tilting his head more for Derek. “Unless you’re some sort of supernatural creature I don't know about, I only have a meager one hundred years to live… so you must believe in reincarnation and in that case you better find me in the next life.” Derek chuckled and sucked another mark onto his neck. “I’ll always find you,” he promised. “No matter how many lives we live, how far apart we are, or what we go through, we’ll always end up together if I have any say in it.” “I wouldn't have it any other way…” Stiles kissed Derek again, rubbing his nose against his. “I promise I’ll wait for you to find me, however long it takes.” 
From The Wreckage | Explicit Stiles lay cuddled against Derek, head on Derek’s shoulder, arm and leg draped over him. Derek was warm and solid against him and for the first time in his life, Stiles felt safe and wanted. Cherished. Loved, even. His body ached in new places, pleasant aches that he wanted to remember forever and the mark on his neck still throbbed from the claim that Stiles wished could be permanent. He’d given himself fully to Derek, even if there were things that Stiles couldn't say. Things that would make everything worse because he had to go back to his father. More painful. But Stiles hoped Derek understood them. He’d been as transparent as he possibly could without speaking the words he wanted to.
Saudade | Explicit “It is, though. I let it take control of me. Some part of me let it in.” “You mean the same way I let her in?” Derek asked. “It’s taken me a long time to admit it, but she was the one at fault for my family’s death. The same way the Nogitsune is at fault for what happened to you.” Stiles was quiet as he stared down at his hot dog and then glanced up at Derek. He couldn't remember how many times he had told Derek that Kate was at fault and not him, how many times Derek had pushed him away after that. And hearing Derek say that now had Stiles looking at Derek as if he were seeing a new part of him for the first time. “It might take me forever to get there.” Derek shrugged. “I’ve got time.” He gave Stiles a small smile, his eyes crinkled at the corners.
Never Let Go | Explicit Stiles shoved the strawberry he was holding against Derek’s lips and it mushed against Derek’s face. Stiles laughed. Derek sputtered as bits of strawberry went up his nose and Stiles laughed louder. Derek glowered at him and grabbed two strawberries, then clapped his hands to the sides of Stiles’ face, squishing them against Stiles’ cheeks. Stiles gasped as the juice and mashed fruit ran down his face, taking the handful of blueberries he had and squeezed them before shoving them into the collar of Derek’s shirt, laughing at the look on Derek’s face. “You’re going to be purple,” Stiles said, laughing harder and rubbed his purple-stained hand against Derek’s beard.
A World Remembered | Explicit Stiles stared for a moment then relaxed, smoothing a hand down the back of the cub against his chest. “Hey,” he said softly to Derek. “Hi,” Derek whispered. “I didn’t mean to intrude on you… I just wanted to bring you these.” He gestured to the cookies on the table, his stomach still feeling like it was stuffed full of snakes. It seemed like no matter what he did he was going to feel off balance around Stiles. “It's okay. We were just taking a nap.” Stiles looked down at the cookies and smiled. “You can stay if you want. He sleeps like a rock.”
Holding On & Letting Go | Explicit Stiles literally face-palmed. “Elijah, where are your clothes?” he asked, already walking off towards him. “In the tree Daddy!” Elijah yelled, before he started spinning wildly in a circle. Derek choked back a laugh and put a hand on Stiles’ shoulder. “I got them.” “Well you’re going to have to because I can’t get in a tree,” Stiles said with a laugh. “God, he really is me as a child.” Stiles groaned and ran his hands over his face. “Elijah come here! No more naked running in the yard.”
Tagging: @travellerintime @thepsychicclam @nerdy-stilinski @cheekyd @the-kitteh @iwasbornhuman @trilliath
For my oldie friend tags, long time no see! Haha
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chicgeekgirl89 · 1 year
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Ten Random Lines
Thank you so much to @irispurpurea for tagging me! 
Rules: pick any ten of your fics, scroll to the midpoint, pick a line (or three) and share it. Then tag ten people.  
I just went through my ten most recent fics which are, not shockingly, all Tarlos except for the one Star Wars fic lol. Played fast and loose with three lines because sometimes they were weird without context. 
1. Car Crashes Call for Cookies
T.K. looks at the screen and sees several text messages and two missed calls, all of them from Andrea. “Crap,” he mutters as he punches in Carlos’ passcode and reads through them.
Gracías for your help today mijo. Text me when you’re home.
2. The One Where Carlos Can’t Leave the Couch
“Don’t tell T.K., okay?” Carlos asks. “He’s already smothering me, I don’t need him to know about this.”
“Pretty sure he’s going to notice the giant bruise on your ass,” Paul says skeptically. “But I won’t say a word.”
3. A Firefighter, a Cop, and a Construction Worker Walk Into a Bachelor Party
“Carlos Reyes, I’m here to get you fired up!” the man shouts, swinging the pants around over his head.
“Actually, technically firefighters are there to put the fire down,” Paul says as Mateo nods in agreement.
Carlos rounds on his cousin and his sister. “I am calling Tía Maria and letting her send BOTH of you to a convent, I swear to GOD  Cesca—No, no, no!” he interrupts himself as the man gyrates toward him. “If you touch me I will have you arrested for assaulting an officer!”
4. The Gift of a Queen
No wonder it feels as if his entire chest has been split open. Or perhaps that’s the grief. He’s no longer sure of the difference between his physical and emotional pain. 
5. Not a Booty Call
T.K. takes one more look at him. For such a confident, strong guy, he looks really small sitting here under the harsh hospital lights. “Take the medication,” T.K. advises. “You might not want it now, but you probably will tomorrow.”
“Yeah,” Carlos says. “Thanks.”
T.K. steps back out and the last image he sees before he sweeps the curtain closed again is of Carlos, head bowed, looking completely alone.
6. Look at Where We Are
“You got engaged in the middle of the night?” Marjan asks, a puzzled look on her face.
“Yep,” T.K. squeezes Carlos’ knee. “It just felt like the right moment.”
“Doesn’t Carlos sleep like a rock?” Nancy asks. “Did he even know what he was committing to?”
“Yeah Carlos, you know this means you’re stuck with his Catan cheating, Hawaiian shirt wearing, vitamin obsessed ass forever, right?” Mateo asks.
“I do,” Carlos says, smile still firmly in place.
7. Grilled Cheese
Carlos smiles and puts the hand that’s not holding a spatula on T.K.’s hip as he leans in for a kiss. “I thought you guys might be having a rough shift. So I came over to make dinner.”
Now that he’s not completely distracted by Carlos’ presence, T.K. spots a slew of half assembled grilled cheeses laid out on the counter and a crock pot of what smells like tomato soup. “I waited until you pulled in to heat up the pans, so everything would be nice and hot.”
“Okay,” Marjan points at Carlos as she walks into the kitchen. “You are the best 126 boyfriend. Hands down.”
8. An Awkward Position
“Sorry. But yeah, hopefully it’ll be okay.” He looks up at Carlos with a twinkle in his eye and Carlos knows what he’s going to say before the words even leave his lips. “Otherwise it might put some of us in an ‘awkward position.’”
“I knew you weren’t going to let that go!” Carlos says, crossing his arms over his chest in annoyance. “I didn’t know what else to say! I was trying to smooth things over! It was weird!”
“It was,” T.K. says coming to stand in front of him. “And then you made it weirder with your sexual innuendo.”
9. Save a Horse
He takes the seat across from T.K. and T.K.’s eyes immediately latch onto his boyfriend’s shirt. Because Carlos has definitely, absolutely, unbuttoned it exactly one additional button, and it’s revealing just a tiny bit more of his chest than it was before they came inside. It’s not obscene or inappropriate, but it is incredibly distracting.
10. Measure of a Man
T.K. bites his lip. “Isn’t running background checks on people who aren’t criminals a misuse of police resources?”
“I guess technically it is,” Carlos says. “But it was for a very good reason.”
“You abused your power for me. That is…so hot.” T.K. slides a little closer, a hand settling on the exposed skin of Carlos’ thigh, just below the line of his boxer briefs.
Tagging @bluenet13, @wanna-be-bold, @ejzah and whoever else wants to play! 
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radiowrites · 1 year
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Ten Random Lines
Rules: Pick any ten of your fics, scroll to the midpoint, pick a line (or three) and share it. Then tag ten people.
I was tagged by @radio-chatter! Thanks so much. This one looks fun!
Tagging: @writercorianarose @thedemoninthecorner @dreams-of-kalopsia @shesailsships @eyeliner-vampire @alonelyturtle @goneahead @csakuras and anyone else with fanfics they want to play this game with!
Ah, nothing like finding an error in a years old fic when doing a tag game...
Anyway, on to the lines. I jumped all around with the ages of the fics, and tried to do so with the fandoms, but if you are familiar with my works, you know that Ghost Hunt will dominate the list.
House of Memories / Fandom: Memorist (k-drama)
We’re not that close, she had told him, even if it had been slightly in jest. She had no right to watch over his restless slumber.
2. Day One / Fandom: Ghost Hunt (manga)
Only Mai could recognize the slight hitch of emotion in his voice.
3. Fix Me / Fandom: Ghost Hunt (manga)
“What do I need to do? Give over some blood, recite some spells?”
4. Unchained Melody / Fandom: Tale of the Nine Tailed (k-drama)
The moment broke when the music on her phone changed to something harsh and jarring.
5. The Last of the Real Ones / Fandom: Ghost Hunt (manga)
Luella told Eugene she believed him, of course. Mainly because she knew Oliver wouldn’t mess up his room for a prank. But no, she had not felt it.
6. Rebel Just For Kicks / Fandom: Final Fantasy XV (game)
Noctis pulled the truck to the side and went around the car. Ignis could see the fear-stricken faces of the passengers within.
7. A Noble Vow / Fandom: Pandora Hearts (manga)
She didn’t want to fall into another stupor and risk saying something stupid again.
8. Lost in the Echo / Fandom: Ghost Hunt (manga)
He dropped her off about a block from her home, and they never saw each other again.
9. Champagne / Fandom: Ghost Hunt (manga)
Why he had wandered down the liquor aisle in the first place was a good question.
10. Winter Bird / Fandom: Ghost Hunt (manga)
Taka and Chiaki had always treated her kindly – maybe a little awestruck, but they never put her on a pedestal, never confined her to a cage.
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lizzie-bennetdarcy · 1 year
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Ten Random Lines
Thank you to @mostlyinthemorning for the tag!! 🥰 Rules: pick any 10 of your fics, scroll somewhere to the midpoint, pick a line (or three), and share it! Then tag 10 people. 
(I only have 10 published fics on ao3, so we're just gonna go in order!)
The house was quiet now, and Ray figured Patrick and David might appreciate some tea as well after their exertions. He opened the door to go ask, only to be greeted by the sight of a very naked David Rose walking out of Patrick's room, and down the hall into the bathroom. From You look fine
Patrick's eyes went soft, and, despite his sound argument, David couldn't help but feel like he'd just handed Patrick the win. "Awww, you would have risked getting tipped into the freezing cold water for me?" From There was only one door
David sat up, his full attention on the door. He knew that voice - despite their disastrous elevator encounter, his stomach still felt fluttery at hearing Blue Shirt outside his door. You hate him now, get it together. From Ain't no friend of mine
Back at home later that night, Patrick was about to drift off when the now familiar bed-shaking started up above him. Well, at least they had a good time. This time, he was determined to ignore it and pulled the pillow tight over his head, hoping for sleep to take him swiftly. From (He) was a fast machine
She wonders how many of the errands Patrick ran for the store were actually constructed to keep her from realizing the full extent of his and David's relationship. Marcy Brewer is certain her son is dating his business partner. From Lock it up
Marcy figures it's best to establish a rapport now- if she has it her way, she'll be making a lot more trips to the photo counter. She has a whole house to fill with photos of Patrick and his new life, after all. From 24 hour photo
The tension was thick in the elevator, and Patrick was about to do something very embarrassing like blurt out his feelings for David, when they hear a crash as the elevator limps to a stop, and the lights go out. From How long till we reach the door?
David smirks to himself. He's been spotted. He opens his eyes to peek through his sunglasses, where Patrick and the small group of ladies have stopped just past the trees on their property line. From Kiss & tell
"While that seems unlikely, I'll be there to protect you." Patrick smiles his upside down smile and squeezes his shoulder in a way that makes David's insides turn all gooey. "If you restock while I count down the till, we'll have enough time to stop by the cafe for dinner before we head out." From Immortal kiss
The instructor stops by Patrick, and his dark gaze travels down Patrick's body and lingers on his thighs. "You don't seem to have a problem with sturdy." He winks. From Drabble with me
Tagging @alysiswriting @smblmn @legalgal421 @mallpretzles @fictasticvoyage @petedavidsonscock @sspaz1000 @rosedavid @treluna4 @apothecarose
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wordthieve · 1 year
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10 Random Lines
Thank you @missgeevious, @likerealpeopledo-on-ao3, @chelle-68 and @obsessedwithdavrick for the tags!!!
Rules: pick any 10 of your fics, scroll somewhere to the midpoint, pick a line (or three), and share it! Then tag 10 people.
You Can Fall:
The name is here, hanging in the air between them, might as well be engraved on a sign around Patrick’s neck. Because even though he hasn’t seen him in a week, even though he’s only known him for a month or two, the silver strands of David’s name are already entwined in the threads of Patrick’s life, catching the light and making the whole tapestry come alive again.
Bon Hiver
Pulling on his sweats and runners, he tells himself he’s burning off energy, burning off pre-emptive calories. He’s only jogging into town because it’s close. He’s definitely not going as far as the motel. He’s not looking for anyone in particular.
Lies. All lies.
Oceans and Puddles (missing YCF scene: chapter 17)
He can hear the wind outside, lashing rain and pine branches against the walls of the cabin while they lie safe within, breathless and drained, warm and protected. Patrick grabs for David’s hand and tangles their fingers, needing to touch, to feel this unfaltering connection to the man he loves with everything, everything, everything that he is and has and ever will be.
Oceans and Puddles (missing YCF scene: chapter 5)
“You know, I’ve played enough hockey to pick up a couple of self-massage exercises, if you want me to take you through them?”
David’s eyes snap open, senses back on alert.
Self-what?
Working Out
It’s like a balm, their banter, and Patrick finds himself relaxing a little, although as soon as he lays eyes on the bench press he takes a hard right in the other direction—he’s not sure he can stand that particular … choreography just now. 
Open arms and wide awake
What David really wants to do is bury his fingers in Patrick’s hair, massage his scalp. He loves scalp massages, the little shivers that run down his spine as someone cards against the grain of his hair. And it’s a proven relaxant. None of that is why he wants to do it, but it’s all still true. He could tell Patrick all this and not have to feel guilty.
He chickens out. Professionally.
Head over heels
He has to know what he’s doing, right? There’s absolutelyno wayhe doesn’t realise what’s happening.
Patrick runs the backs of his nails lightly up David’s shin. David’s eyes roll back.
Come on, get higher, loosen my lips
“Well then,” he says now, dropping his voice to a tone he knows David responds to. “I guess I’d better give you something to do, then.”
“Mmm,” David purrs, approvingly.
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mallpretzles · 1 year
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Ten Random Lines
Thanks for the tag: @chelle-68 @goodiecornbread @lizzie-bennetdarcy @obsessedwithdavrick 😘
Rules: pick any 10 of your fics, scroll somewhere to the midpoint, pick a line (or three), and share it! Then tag 10 people. 
Maybe This Time
“Sleep always felt like falling down a rabbit hole; dark and unrelenting. He clawed at the nothingness as he fell, desperate to clutch onto the pieces of himself that glinted just out of reach.”
Drain You
“I know, baby.” David placed a gentle kiss on Patrick’s temple and backed him up against the shower wall. “Let me take care of you.” David placed a soft kiss on Patrick’s jaw. “I’ll make you feel so good.”
I Could Get Used to Having You Around
“‘I have never cared about someone enough to put myself out there like that—to risk making an idiot out of myself if you didn’t like it. Or—if you didn’t want it.’ Patrick looked away as he said that last part and for the first time David felt like a dam had broken inside of him.”
I Can Fix That
“We started this store as business partners, David but then you did the most amazing thing. You let me know you and then you let me love you.”
Back Against the Wall
“Without warning, David bent down and gripped the back of Patrick’s thighs. He hoisted him up and pressed him back into the wall. Patrick's eyes widened at being manhandled. ‘Holy fuck, David!’”
No Matter What
“She thought about how fortunate Patrick is to have parents who accept him. But then a realization came crashing down. Patrick is in the most meaningful relationship of his life and he kept it from her for two years. He wasn’t 100% sure what would happen if he came out and her ordinarily take charge son was afraid.”
In the Weeds
“Hi, David. Um, I had a fun day and I know I’m just the numbers guy but it was nice to go out with you. To meet the vendor. I like spending time with you and I’d like to do it more often. If you’re interested. I mean, just us. No farmers. Okay, bye.”
Lost in This Moment With You
“David leaned down, Patrick leaned up, but David nudged their noses together before their lips touched. It was gentle, playful, and hopeful. It’s something he’d never done with anyone else nor had he wanted to. Patrick’s breath hitched when he saw the tenderness and affection on David’s face.”
Help Wanted
“Patrick gave David a fond smile and reached for his hand. David took it and Patrick tugged him onto his lap. ‘Oh!’ David gasped out, a scandalous grin on his face. He started to walk his fingers up the inseam of Patrick’s jeans. David stilled his hand when he heard Patrick’s breath hitch and he ghosted, ‘how about we put some feelers out right now,’ against his lips.”
Stocking Up on You
“Patrick’s breath hitched as David slipped his hands underneath his henley. He trailed his fingertips along the bare skin of Patrick’s hips, past his ribs, and up over his chest. He pulled Patrick’s shirt off and kissed across his broad shoulders.”
Tagging: @five678patty @smallumbrella369 @mammameesh @tyfinn @mildly-hebraic-looking-elf
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chaoticgardenbread · 1 year
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Ten Random Lines
Rules: pick any ten of your fics, scroll to the midpoint, pick a line (or three) and share it. Then tag ten people. I was tagged by @scottxlogan Thank you for the tag!
I’m tagging: @mischief-and-tea-by-the-sea @scottxlogan (no pressure if you don't wanna do this again) and everyone else who wants to have a go
I lol-ed because I only have 12 fics up, and it wasn't much of a headache to pick. Here's a guide if you want to skip or zoom in on a particular ship/fandom-
1-4: VanDieter (Army of the Dead)
5: DigShot (Arrow)
6-7: FrostIron (The Avengers)
8-10: WolveSilver (X-Men)
Here goes under the cut!
Fifth time’s the charm (VanDieter)
Dieter knocks, taking an expectant step back as he stands outside Vanderohe’s room, smelling a little too fruity after his shower, beaming as he thinks back to the events of the past hour, where Vanderohe had most definitely kissed him, before instructing him to come over anytime he’s ready. 
It was something he could do forever, Dieter contemplates while waiting. He never felt love quite like this before, and Dieter was sure that apart from Vanderohe, he might have really only been in love just once.
“Are you always this happy?” Vanderohe says with amusement, as he opens the door for Dieter.
2. On the edge of the precipice (VanDieter)
Guz and Chambers were menaces, honest to god— which was probably, and unfortunately, one of the many reasons why they got along with Diet like a house on fire.
3. A series of firsts (VanDieter)
“We could make this a thing,” Vanderohe says, drawing circles with this thumb around the inside of Dieter’s wrist.
“Are you a mind reader now?” Dieter catches himself smiling for what must be the thousandth time since the day started, “I would very much like for this to be a thing”.
4. How to stage an intervention: Chambers’ Edition (VanDieter)
Sometimes the muted resonance shatters and Dieter resonates. Feels everything from his heartbeat to the smell of rain, to the comfort and thrill of the night. Gives as much as he gets.
Somedays, like today, the endorphins consumed him. The space in his chest light like it was floating outside of him.
5. New Beginnings (DigShot)
A couple of weeks after Oliver and Felicity’s return to Star City found Diggle at the end of his wits. The entire Ghost situation was a clusterfuck; not that he expected any less, but he couldn’t say that he had expected, nor was he adequately equipped for, everything that the situation landed on his plate. Bloodlust. The dead coming back to life. Magic. Most of all, a brother he didn’t know anymore. 
Oliver had encouraged him to try. Diggle didn’t know what to make of the unsolicited advice. It might have been more convincing had Oliver not felt like a bed of roses fresh out of his honeymoon. Lawton had conversely blessed him with an unimpressed look that said: he was stupid for even considering; a calculated, rational conclusion, the only one which the darker side of the assassin was capable of. But just because it was sound didn’t mean that Diggle had to like it. The deliberation had escalated into a heated exchange of words, a scuffle, and finally, to him getting the cold shoulder. Diggle pointedly chose not to spare any thought about why it affected him the way it did. 
6. Controlled Chaos (FrostIron)
“Dum-E!” Tony’s indignant squawk thankfully derailed that train of commentary. Tilting his head, Loki notes that the said bot was now pressed against him following its close pursuit of them in their tour of its home. “Don’t antagonize Loki like that, god knows he’s more likely to actually dismantle you and use you for knife practice”
“Hardly,” Loki clarifies, unable to stop his right eye from twitching at the notion of using something so sentient for knife practice of all things. Such an exercise hardly bode any good results for the wielder— something he decided Tony strictly didn’t need to know. 
7. Home is Where the Heart is (FrostIron)
“Please say you don’t wanna bail, Houdini,” the said menace was now looking at him with wide pleading eyes. “I was promised three days of you waltzing me around this place,” Likely the widest he could possibly manage.
Meddling, sentimental fool . Loki thinks with an affectionate huff.
“That insult had better not be meant for me,” his lover complains without missing a beat, nose scrunched up in mock offence. 
Loki arches an eyebrow in confusion. He most certainly had not said that out loud. 
“Oh c’mon Lokes,” the genius has the audacity to roll his eyes at Loki’s confusion, “every time you huff, there’s an insult to be found in there somewhere,”
The man made a fair point.  
8. Two Halves of the Same Whole (WolveSilver)
Where Wolverine expects pain, there is nothing. 
For a moment, Logan is confused. When the confusion clears, he notices the silver-haired mutant braced above him by the side of the remote temple that he’s been spending the better half of his day trying to reach. 
Logan has only seen Quicksilver in passing. He’s only ever offered the younger mutant a nod of acknowledgment when they cross paths. He doesn’t know anything beyond the fact that Quicksilver has superspeed, talks way too much, and his father is a grade-A asshole. It somehow makes the current situation where Quicksilver is starting to slump over him, a gaping hole in his side, much, much worse. 
9. Life in Technicolor (WolveSilver)
Not being able to catch a break proves itself to be a very much persistent sentiment when ‘lousy co-sleeper' turns out to be a gross understatement.
Quicksilver, the one that’s 50 years too young, mutters something in his sleep before flipping over with vigor and kicking him in the shin. Logan grunts in frustration, stirring for the umpteenth time since he’s said his goodnights to the speedster. It isn’t something he’d ordinarily do, but this Quicksilver is nothing if not insistent. 
This Quicksilver is also much more fidgety compared to what Logan’s ordinarily used to, and he hasn’t caught a decent wink of sleep yet. 
10. Ritalin (WolveSilver)
“Logan?”
“Yeah, Pete?”
“Are you tired of me?” 
“What— no, of course not,” Logan says slowly, postcoital lull shattering as Peter’s question sends a wave of alarm spiking all the way up to his throat. So help him, because he had thought that they were doing well enough, and now it appears that Logan’s most certainly not doing something right. It can’t be the sex that’s lacking, so perhaps it’s the number of dates they’ve been on, or perhaps the type of attention that’s the problem. Logan decides that the easiest way to find out is to ask. “Elaborate. What brought this on?”
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alonelyturtle · 1 year
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Ten Random Lines Tag
Rules: Pick any ten of your fics, scroll to the midpoint, pick a line (or three) and share it. Then tag ten people.
Thanks for the tag @radiowrites!
I don’t have ten posted fics, so a few of these are from some WIPs:
The Inescapable Inevitability of Another Life:
“T–thank you, Vader.” Padme omitted the more formal title of his rank, a sign that they were back to their more private selves. Two people using one another for a sense of relief and to keep the bed warm at night.
Two Truths, But An All-Consuming Lie:
Anakin Skywalker drifted off to sleep again with the woman he loved tucked within his embrace. His steady heartbeat lulled her to sleep, while her even breathing calmed his thoughts.
Trying Times to Tie Up Loose Ends:
“It’s okay, momma. We’ll be okay,” Luke told her from his place in Obi-Wan’s arms. Ever her sensitive child. Padme leaned over to place a kiss against his hair.
A Ray of Sunshine in a Cloudy Universe:
“Do you think they’ve left us enough time?” She asked her rescuer.
He turned toward her. “I’m sure they did. My f—Lord Vader enjoys being thorough though.”
Padme snorted. “That’s something I’m quite well versed in, Luke.”
A Different New Idea to [End] The Empire:
The inquisitor rolled his eyes. “Lieutenant Ozzel, that’s enough. They’re to be left alone with Re–CT-7567. We’re not here to criticize.”
When You Aren’t Looking:
But...if she stayed here she could keep talking to the handsome man standing behind her.
Shoot your shot!
All At Once But Not In The Right Order:
“I was in the neighborhood,” the newcomer commented quickly. “And my wife said you needed some help.”
Ben Kenboi glanced down at Padme’s injured hand, before looking back at her face in confusion. She shrugged.
[A Prequel Rewrite in the Drafts]:
Anakin chews on his lip, almost as if he were considering her words. “I don’t think the sand here is like that at all.” Gathering his courage, he reaches for her hand still on his shoulder. His blue eyes suddenly became more intense. “Everything is soft...and smooth,” he runs his fingers along the small hand in his grasp.
[A Jedi!Padme AU in the Works]:
“Ahsoka, actually. But I’m sure my other padawan has a hand in this as well?”
[A Modern AU Sitting in the Drive]:
It only took a grand total of five days for the woman to eat her words. She did in fact grow curioser and curioser as the notifications continued to buzz on her phone.
Tagging: @cheesybadgers, @kayedium-writes, @writingpotato07, @late-to-the-fandom, @perasperaadastrawriting, @mrsmungus, @velvethopewrites, and open for whoever wants to join in!
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stereopticons · 1 year
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Ten Random Lines
I was tagged by @mostlyinthemorning @hippolotamus and @rmd-writes, thank you, lovelies!
Rules: pick any 10 of your fics, scroll somewhere to the midpoint, pick a line (or three), and share it! Then tag 10 people. 
I used a random number generator to pick fics because I cannot be expected to make actual decisions right now.
1) yeah I’m afraid (but I’ll follow you anyway)
But what if someday, it’s not enough? There’s something inherently nerve-wracking about promising forever to one person when you can’t possibly know what forever will be.
2) the same deep water as you
“I asked, though.” Rachel’s eyes go wide and he hurries to explain. “Not if he had a fiancée or whatever, but about his history.”
“What did he say?”
“Nothing. I mean, he said to lock that box back up and I guess we just…never unlocked it.”
3) if I’m not beyond repair
Out in the hall, he leans against the wall and allows himself one moment to be upset. There was always a chance that David wouldn’t want him here, he knew that when he came here. He knew the hope that he had that David had left him as an emergency contact on purpose was small and distant. He knew that David must have stopped loving him a long time ago; David was the one to call things off, after all. Patrick knew all of this, and yet, he still came. Because despite everything, he still loves David. And he doesn’t think he’ll ever be able to stop.
4) carve your name into my heart
But even if he hasn’t said it, he knows it. It's a new feeling, assaulting all of his senses. He can see it in the way they look at each other, Patrick’s eyes soft and wide and so fond. He can feel it in the casual (and not so casual) touches, a spark that never seems to diminish. He can hear it in their voices, tender and breathless.
5) love you in moderation (do I look moderate to you?)
David lets himself get lost in the sensation of Patrick’s hand in his hair, Patrick’s taste in his mouth, Patrick all around him, engulfing all of his senses. Patrick is chanting David’s name over and over, mixed with deliciously obscene moans and whimpers as David takes him completely into his mouth. David thinks he could stay like this forever, the feeling of wanting and being wanted in return burning hot in his chest.
6) Persistence of Memory
David remembers thinking that he had never, never, been so comfortable with someone that he could let go this much, this easily. At least not while sober. He remembers rolling onto his side, wiping away tears from Patrick’s face with a thumb and planting a soft kiss on his forehead. He remembers thinking that this must be what it’s like to love someone with your whole heart.
7) Logging Off
Did you happen to give the password to anyone else?” Patrick asks.
“No!” Alexis responds. “Oh, except I might have given it to Twyla when I was staying with her?”
“I told you not to share it!” David yells.
“Well, first of all, David, no, you didn’t, and second of all, how am I supposed to Interflix and chill with my girlfriend when she only gets the Elm County public access channel?”
8) don’t second guess your feelings, you were right from the start
He can feel the blush just thinking about it, heat spreading across his cheeks. What kind of horribly unprofessional businessperson is he that he gets a full hard-on while giving his business partner a hug? Oh god, he hopes David didn’t notice. What if David thinks Patrick went into business with him just to fuck him?
9) wish I was the moon tonight
Hi, this is Patrick, and welcome to Brewer’s Baseball History. Tonight, I’ll be taking you on a journey through the Toronto Blue Jays’ first winning season, the season of 1983.”
David could not care less about the Blue Jays’ 1983 season, but the man’s voice is mellow and comforting, which is precisely what he needs right now. The recording is thirty-five minutes long, but David doesn’t make it past the first five minutes before he’s drifting off to sleep.
10) standing on my little island with you
“We have to stop meeting like this, David.”
David yelps and nearly drops the book he’d been reading the back cover of. He hadn’t expected anyone to sneak up behind him deep in the fiction stacks, and he really hadn’t expected it to be Patrick, of all people.
“Mmkay, I don’t know what that means?” David says, once he regains his composure and turns around to see Patrick leaning casually against one of the shelves, his hands shoved deep in his impossibly tight pockets. Had his smile been that nice the last time? David doesn’t remember that, and he definitely doesn’t remember the stupid, weird fluttery feeling he gets in his stomach when Patrick laughs. What the fuck?
Tagging @rosedavid @alienajackson @jettestar @likerealpeopledo-on-ao3 @blueink3 @mr-writes and anyone else who feels like sharing!
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mostlyinthemorning · 1 year
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Ten Random Lines
Thanks to @missgeevious for the tag! Rules: pick any 10 of your fics, scroll somewhere to the midpoint, pick a line (or three), and share it! Then tag 10 people. 
Okay, here goes nothing.
“Sometimes they just break. When you take a hard shot or someone slashes you. I tape my sticks myself, though.” He pictures Patrick taping parts of his stick together with Scotch tape. That can’t be right. Stick Handling
“Patrick—Chantelle sent us a video. From YouTube. Of the Open Mic Night.” The chill that goes through him is so violent he nearly drops the phone. Where Words Fail
Albert flapped his wings, extending them to their impressive one and a half meter wingspan. He waddled forward, cursing his stubby legs as the dark-haired man leaned back against his new friend. A Wild Goose Chase
He’s not going to cry. He’s not. He should never have come here. But still, even after two months—two months, one week, and four days, but who’s counting?—he can’t let go of the idea that Patrick will make things better. Believe in Tomorrow
“I’m glad too. I never thought anyone would ever want to marry me. So the pancakes are a happy surprise.” Strangers Friends Husbands Lovers
The jaguar bounds to meet his touch and Patrick writhes beneath him. “Do you think you could come just from this?” David strokes his nipple a second time and Patrick lets out a hoarse shout. Dancing Beneath Your Skin
“That is for the two of us, sitting on the back porch at the end of the day with a glass of wine.” Together. or Not at All
Putting the cap on the ink, he steps away. It’s too much. Closing his eyes, he downs the last of his whiskey. He should wait. He shouldn’t write to David when things are raw and fresh. Rummaging in the desk, he finds a piece of paper. Returning to his chair by the windows, he begins to write. No Mountain High, No Valley Low
“I promise your sister isn’t involved in my con.” David continues to glare at him, obviously unconvinced. Patrick wipes his fingers on a napkin. “I’m pretty sure she has her own con.” Like So Many Stars
“Absolutely not.” He kisses Patrick again, less desperate this time. “But you can definitely use your ‘don’t fuck with my husband’ voice more often.” Sometimes, Home Is a Person
Tagging @likerealpeopledo-on-ao3 @alysiswriting @rmd-writes @stereopticons @lizzie-bennetdarcy @chelle-68 @obsessedwithdavrick
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commander-krios · 1 year
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Ten Random Lines Tag
I was tagged by @tealenko, thank you hun! I cheated with the last fic but it was too good to pass up.
Rules: Pick any ten of your fics, scroll to the midpoint, pick a line (or three) and share it. Then tag ten people.
Tagging: @eluvisen, @starsandskies, @starknstarwars, @cinlat, @kalliesa, @swaps55, @zet-sway, @shadoedseptmbr, @comeoniwantacoolname and @mallaidhsomo
Firestar - KOTOR - Revan x Canderous
Revan continued on, her short legs carrying her ahead of them faster than he would’ve expected. Her fury was still burning hot in her blood even if her expression was clear of all emotion.
And Canderous planned on making it burn hotter.
2. The Perils of Redemption - KOTOR - Darth Malak/Alek & Jolee Bindo
“If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn’t need such a roundabout way to do it, kid.” Canderous muttered, picking up his stack of cards, ignoring the next scowl. 
3. Dust in the Wind: Chapter 9 - Mass Effect - Female Shepard & Jeff "Joker" Moreau
Daniel rolled his eyes. “He’s your guy now. He found out from Anderson that today was our birthday and he wouldn’t stop sending me messages until I agreed to let him come.”
4. My Anchor in the Storm - Mass Effect - Steve Cortez/Kaidan Alenko
Steve raised an eyebrow at the slip. “Ogling the Commander, Kaidan? That’s beneath you.”
5. Under the Surface - Mass Effect - Female Shepard/Jeff "Joker" Moreau
While the energy surge had taken out long range communications between Shepard’s team and the Normandy, short range still worked fine. “I need you to focus fire on the brute, Vic!”
“What the fuck do you think I’m doing, Shepard?!” 
6. Justice: Chapter 1 - SWTOR - Female Imperial Agent/Jonas Balkar
“The guard is dead. I’m back in position.” Derrick said over the comm, pausing briefly before letting out a furious sigh. “ What is he doing?”
“Getting himself killed.”
7. Tell Me A Story Cowboy - Mass Effect - Male Shepard & Zaeed Massani
The question surprised Shepard, and he wasn’t a man easily shocked. “I don’t usually murder the people in my care.”
“It wouldn’t be the first time Alliance murdered people who surrendered.”
8. Perfect - SWTOR - Female Republic Trooper/Theron Shan
“You don’t need to be nervous about dancing, Theron.” She told him sweetly, but he could sense the other shoe drop before she opened her mouth again. “You’ve always been bad at it.”
“Very funny.”
9. I'll Always Find You - Mass Effect - Female Shepard/Jack
Reaching her hands out, her biotics catched hold of the debris easily. She’d done enough of this in the last few months for her body to know what she wanted. Wisps of power curled around the wreckage and with a quick movement of her hands, she yanked the offending piece of metal from the ground and into the air, throwing it with as much force as she could muster. 
10. Confessions - Mass Effect - Female Shepard/Jeff "Joker" Moreau
Please tell me to go.
Those eyes fell on him, as blue as the Earth’s oceans that the Alliance liked to brag about in their tourism campaigns. Oceans that Joker would’ve liked to see someday, if they lived through this.
“Do you want to go?” 
No.
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ejzah · 1 year
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Ten Random Lines
Thanks for tagging me @chicgeekgirl89!
Rules: pick any ten of your fics, scroll to the midpoint, pick a line (or three) and share it. Then tag ten people.  
1. What Happens in Tokyo
“Now there’s something I haven’t heard in forever,” Eric commented. “There’s a severe lack of nicknames in our company. And novelty pajama pants.”
“Well, I can help you with the first one, but sadly we did not pack any pants with pandas or cacti on them.”
2. The Bruises that Never Fade
Kensi made a sharp noise, her hand squeezing around his, but didn’t interrupt.
“It was like I was ten all over again. I could almost feel the bruises on my legs and arms.”
3. A Moment to Ourselves
Deeks licked his bottom lip, eyes impossibly blue with desire and now focused on her mouth.
She reached for his face at the same time he backed her up against the closed door, kissing her with enough intensity to make her gasp. Her hands fisted in his hair, drawing him even closer as he lifted her and she wrapped her legs around his hips.
4. Passing It On
“Yeah, what you did to those lights violate anyone’s standard. It could be considered a criminal act by some people,” Deeks interjected. Kensi rolled her eyes, resting a hand on her hip.
5. Raccoons
“Kens, it’s just dinner. Doesn’t have to be anything else,” Deeks tells hers. Even though he’d love it he do much more. Kensi presses her lips together, eyes conflicted. She hesitates, then crosses between their desks, and Deeks’ breath catches.
6. Type A
“Estoy bien. Solo necesito dormir,” she insisted, falling into Spanish as she often did when she was tired or particularly emotional. In direct contrast to her words, Rosa shivered, her eyes slipping shut. Deeks swore her cheeks were more flushed than a minute ago.
7. Looking Our For a Friend
“You’re doing fine, Deeks,” Sam assured him. “How’s Rosa doing?”
“Better. Though I think my mom is driving her crazy by now.”
“Sounds about right. Nothing like family to annoy the sick out of you.”
8. Thankful Indeed
“Why would she hate us? Everyone loves green bean casserole,” Kensi comments with a frown like he’s crazy. “Ooh, give me a pupusa. And a roll.”
“This is Kensi’s favorite day of the year,” Deeks stage-whispers to Rosa, who giggles.
9. An Ally
“So that’s OPS where Nell and Eric, otherwise known as the Wonder Twins rule. You’ll love them,” Deeks explained, calling back on his experience leading campus tours in college. “They do all kinds of wizardry that the rest of us can’t even begin to comprehend.”
“Can’t wait,” Jeff said, smiling as he followed along at a leisurely pace.
10. Another Us
“It’s the principle of the matter. She testified against you before and, therefore; has the capability to do so again if the tides should change,” Mozzie responded evenly and with the air that there was no other valid option.
“You sure it’s not any other reason you don’t want Sara around?” Neal asked, eyeing Mozzie pointedly.
Tagging @glenncoco4 and @wanna-be-bold if they would like to.
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sparrowrising · 1 year
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Ten Random Lines
Rules: pick any ten of your fics, scroll to the midpoint, pick a line (or three) and share it. Then tag ten people.
Wasn't tagged by anyone, but it looked like fun:) I also don't have 10 fics or really 10 people to tag so ... eh:)
Cold Fingers Trailing Warmth, Ch2 [geraskier]
He’s out the door and half-way down the stairs when he collapses against a wall. His heart is hammering in his chest, his whole being burning with the desire to go back upstairs and just shake the witcher until all his hurt and dreadful hangups fall right the fuck out of him. He wants to climb into his body and strangle the demons living there. He wants to hug him until he stops shaking.
Mismatching Heartbeats [geraskier]
"Alright, where to start? I guess, okay, so, you kissed me." 
Geralt manages an affirmative hum as his heart clenches again. He did. 
He'd. Fuck. He'd been watching Jaskier the whole evening. Not that that was particularly new, but Jaskier had been especially exuberant during his performance, glowing with cheer, laughing, flirting, dancing around. So full of life and joy. 
And then, afterwards, he'd joined Geralt in his secluded corner instead of any of the other patrons who would surely be more entertaining company. For some reason Jaskier always chose him, still chose him, continued to choose him every time.
So when they made their way upstairs to their room and Jaskier closed the door behind them, laughingly retelling some anecdote Geralt only half listened to, he just. He raised his hand to Jaskier's chin and tilted it up. Gave him ample time to pull away. Stroked up the slightly raspy skin of his cheek with his thumb and slowly leaned in. 
Under my skin [frostiron]
Loki awakes to an electronic beeping. His body tenses and he's halfway to summoning a dagger when he realizes where he is … and with whom. 
"Nn — stop it JARVIS." Stark's morning-scratchy voice comes from where he’s curled up against Loki/Luke's chest. 
"Good morning, Sir," a computerized voice answers from the ceiling. "It is Sunday and as such your teammates are waiting for you to join them for breakfast." 
Loki/Luke feels himself stiffen as three distinctly unpleasant thoughts flow through his mind.
To Save A Life [geraskier]
Jaskier opens one eye when Geralt starts removing his armor. He lets himself watch. It's calming. Sometimes Jaskier helps him with it, but right now his body is heavy on the bed, so he lays there instead as Geralt unbuckles buckle after buckle and slowly sheds the many layers keeping him protected from the harshness of monsters and humans alike. A warmth floods Jaskier, as it always does, at the thought that he gets to see this. He gets to see Geralt without the black leather and cold iron and shining silver. He gets to see this private side, this, dare he say it, intimate side. He just wishes… 
Nothing.
Haberlea, The Orpheus Flower [geraskier]
They'd named a flower after him once. He'd been delighted! Here he was, always naming himself after flowers and now one was to bear his name! Or well, as a nickname. But still!
But then he saw the pale unassuming bloom and instead felt offended. It wasn't even yellow! Yellow was always his colour, screaming for attention, glowing like the sun, golden as the lyre he'd played. People just had no taste!
Later, someone explained it to him and he went quiet. 
Haberlea had gotten its nickname for being able to survive long periods of desiccation. 
Fitting. He felt like he'd been dying of thirst since forever. 
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potatowitch · 1 year
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Ten Random Lines Tag
Thank you for the tag, @sillyliterature​!
Rules: Pick any ten of your fics, scroll to the midpoint, pick a line (or three) and share it.
1 - From loved, lost, loved again (Anders/Karl, Anders/Nathaniel, Anders/Fenris)
He watches as Gregoir shoves Karl towards the door. “Time to go, Thekla,” he sneers. Karl swallows thickly, watching as the templar holding Anders drags him backwards.
“Be brave for me,” he breathes.
2 - From gaunt hands, full moon (Anders/Fenris)
Anders thinks he might just understand how it feels to mourn yourself - the way his heart still aches when he thinks of a skinny blond boy being dragged screaming from a burning barn, and a name Anders hasn’t heard spoken since. He understands, though he doesn’t know how to tell Fenris this, so instead he brings his hand to his lips and kisses Fenris’ marked palm, stroking his thumb over Fenris’ knuckles.
3 - From there are some secrets I will take to my grave (Anders/Fenris)
They’re home, alive and safe - but they were lucky, Anders realises. They could have both died. With the lives they lead, they could both be dead tomorrow, or the day after that.
4 - From things that die over and over (Sigrun/Velanna)
“Something like that, yes,” Velanna mutters. “And now I have … this. A half-life. An early death, going grey because I am a monster, not because I am an old woman. Buried in rock and filth instead of in the soil where I belong, and I don’t know if I’m angrier at the Darkspawn or the humans who lead us into their clutches…”
5 - From sit there and watch (E, Anders/Fenris/Justice)
Anders lifts his head slightly to look at him. His gaze is unfocused, eyes glassy and heavy lidded, his red mouth hanging open. His hair is damp with sweat, his long lashes are clumped together with tears, and his chest heaves with every gasping breath he takes.
“Fen -” he breathes, crying out as Justice twists the fingers inside him. “I, I … oh, Maker, Fenris, Justice, fucking Maker, I -”
6 - From writhe (E, Anders/Justice)
“Fuck, Justice!” he shrieks, thrashing in the spirit’s grip. “Fucking bastard -”  
I am nowhere near done with you, Anders.  
7 - From and still, I will live here (Anders/Fenris/Justice)
He can feel when Justice recedes in the way the kiss changes, when the hand resting on his waist clutches his shirt and the one at the base of his neck shoots up into his hair. Anders kisses him desperately, hiccuping a sob against Fenris' lips that turns into a gasp when Fenris yanks him closer, hands twisted in the front of Anders' filthy coat.
Here’s some WIPs too (with placeholder names lmao)
8 - From rip fenris (not really) (Anders/Fenris/Justice)
He keeps talking, but Anders can’t hear him. His blood thunders in his ears, heart rattling against his ribcage, and he’s vaguely aware of the strangled sound that rips its way out of his throat as he turns away from the bar. He doesn’t see where he’s going. His feet carry him out of the tavern and into the dark streets in a haze, the world narrowing to the sharp ache in his chest and Justice roiling beneath the surface of his skin.
9 - From i am here (Anders/Fenris)
"I am here," Fenris says at last. It is the truth, plain and simple and irrefutable, not marred by false promises or reassurances - I am here. You are not alone. In this moment, it is all Fenris can think to offer him.
He hopes, desperately, that it is enough.
10 - From justice wants a spring wedding and a three tiered cake (Anders/Fenris/Justice)
Anders turns his face to the sky, breathing in the smell of woodsmoke as he gazes at the stars. "He could choose not to come back from Gwaren," he whispers, "leave us behind and take a ship to anywhere he likes, and I wouldn't blame him for a second."
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