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wikiangela · 3 months

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fuck it friday

tagged by @hippolotamus @fortheloveofbuddie 💖

so I started a new wip lol 🙈 I really need to work on all the other ones but I'll get to everything haha so i'm not sure if any of this makes sense for buck tbh but idgaf, this is just me projecting my own thoughts and feelings™️ and making it about him processing his death lol 💁 it is gonna be pre-slash buddie tho bc obviously I have to 😂

ngl i kinda don't wanna share any of it but also i wanna share all of it bc i'm kinda loving how it's turning out haha so fuck it, here are two short snippets haha

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Ever since he died, Buck has been feeling… off. Numb. Sad. Exhausted. He’s not even sure how to explain it, how to voice it, so he doesn’t. When people ask how he is, he says he’s fine. And he is, he swears he is. He’s okay, he’s alive, he has his amazing friends and family, a job he loves, everything is fine. But… but. He’s not sure what the hell is wrong, but a part of him is not fine. Hasn’t been fine since the lightning strike.

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He doesn’t want to go home. He just wants to keep driving, wherever the road takes him. Driving is good, he likes driving, letting his thoughts wander, listening to music, having control of something. He thinks that’s it, that’s why. Driving is one of the few times he feels fully in control, his feet controlling the speed, hands holding the steering wheel and dictating the direction. Whether he makes it to work or gives into the thoughts that tell him to not turn the wheel and let his car crash into a tree or a building, or another car – it’s all up to him. He doesn’t- he won’t crash his car on purpose, but sometimes he wonders… maybe at least that’ll make him feel something. Make him hurt, make him scared, anything. Make him die, this time permanently- he doesn’t want that. He doesn’t, he swears he doesn’t. He just wonders sometimes, that’s all.

He doesn’t wanna go home, so he decides to keep driving. Just a few more minutes, to clear his head.

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no pressure tags: @elvensorceress @gaydiaz @diazass @thebravebitch @silentxxsoul @shortsighted-owl @eddiebabygirldiaz @arthursdent @911onabc @housewifebuck @watchyourbuck @underwater-ninja-13 @eowon @loserdiaz @evanbegins @ladydorian05 @wildlife4life @diazpatcher @lover-of-mine @monsterrae1 @thewolvesof1998 @puppyboybuckley @weewootruck @buckaroosheart @spagheddiediaz @steadfastsaturnsrings @rainbow-nerdss @malewifediaz @giddyupbuck @jeeyuns @epicbuddieficrecs @pirrusstuff @spotsandsocks @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @hoodie-buck @diazsdimples @theotherbuckley @nmcggg @daffi-990 @jesuisici33 @disasterbuckdiaz @exhuastedpigeon @rogerzsteven @honestlydarkprincess

#fuck it friday #someone take angst away from me - a few months ago I was all about fluffy fluff wtf happened lol #btw this is gonna be lots of buck driving and thinking lol #bc every day on my way to and from work im like: what if i didnt take that exit on the highway and just kept driving and driving and drivin #so yeah lol #im fine tho #buddie wip #buddie fic #buddie #wikiangela writes #my writing #fic snippet #my wips #buck driving fic #<- i guess for now this is the tag lol

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bunysliper · 7 months

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Fic prompt: s5 pillow talk 💛

I know it's been forever since you prompted this, I hope you like it!

Talks in the Dark

"What'd you want to be when you grew up?"

The question comes out of the blue, a complete non sequitur to the last words they'd spoken (which had been more breathless pants than an actual conversation), but Kate just laughs, reaching back for his hand and bringing it around her body to bring his chest flush with her back.

"When you were really little, I mean," he continues, dusting a kiss to the skin at the back of her neck. "I know you told me once that when you were in college you were pre-law, and then you became the greatest detective in the world, but when you were your little, tiny, feisty baby Beckett self, what'd you want to be?"

Kate strokes her fingertips over the back of his hand, using the gentle rhythm to help herself think. She knows she'd wanted to be something different back then, all kids did even if it was something absolutely absurd, but she can't for the life of her remember what it was.

"I really don't know," she says. "I guess maybe I always kind of wanted to be like my mom."

She feels him smile against her skin, shivering when he brushes his stubble along her shoulder.

"I could see that," he agrees. "You do stick to your guns when you know what you want."

Kate exhales, clutching his hand a little tighter. She's trying not to be so rigid, but she knows he's seen that side of her too often.

"My dad used to joke that 'stubborn' should have been my middle name."

Castle chuckles. "Katherine Stubborn Beckett; it does have a ring to it."

She smiles. "Not the worst name in the world, anyway."

He hums.

"Come to think of it, though, I feel like I did once tell my parents I wanted to be a groundskeeper in a cemetery after we went to a funeral."

Castle's head tilts on the pillow. "I need to know. Tell me everything. How did you go from lawyer to groundskeeper in a cemetery, and back to lawyer?"

"I remember seeing the care they took in making sure the graves looked nice, and it was quiet and peaceful there."

"And you didn't think, even for a second that it might be haunted?"

She snorts. "Not even a little bit."

"Party pooper."

Kate hums. "What about you? What'd you want to be before little Ricky Castle decided the life of a writer was for him?"

Castle's fingers twitch in hers. "Oh, I definitely wanted to be a ghostbuster who patrolled a cemetery. Zap a few poltergeists with my proton pack before they can terrorize people? The best."

She doesn't believe it for a second, but she laughs anyway, giving him that.

"And then I'd fall in love with an unbelievably, unrealistically sexy cemetery groundskeeper and we'd be together forever, making sure the army of the undead never rose to terrorize the city."

Kate snorts. "No really, Castle. What'd you want to be?"

He exhales. "A journalist, I think. Television, print, either. I wanted to report facts to people and keep them up to date about what was going on in the world. I used to sit Mother down and force her to watch my nightly news reports. Which I wrote myself about events I almost completely made up."

His lips pucker against her skin. "It turns out fiction is much more fun."

Kate laughs. "Now that I believe."

Behind her, Castle hums.

"I am glad to know that about you, though," she adds. Pulling her hand out of his grip, her fingers trail down his arm, making soothing strokes. "Thanks for telling me."

His foot brushes hers. "Thanks for telling me about yours, too. You would make a pretty hot groundskeeper, you know."

Laughter bubbles in her chest. "Thanks, Castle," she drawls. "I'll keep that in mind if I ever decide to change jobs."

He grins against her skin. "Good."

Quiet settles, blanketing them in warmth. Kate sinks deeper into the mattress, allowing herself to drift. She's on the cusp of sleep when she hears her name again.

"Mmm?"

"I love you."

A smile works its way over her lips. "I know."

He chuckles, pulling her closer, rearranging the tangle of limbs they've created until they're both comfortable.

"Hey Cas'le?" she says a second later, peeking an eye open and twisting her head as far as she can. She can't see him, but it's the thought that counts.

"Yeah?"

"I love you, too."

#castle fanfic #castle fanfiction #caskett #caskett fanfic #fluffy friday #my fanfic #prompt responses #Season 5 Fic

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i-prefer-west-side · 8 months

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YOU WOULDN'T WANT TO JOIN ME, WOULD YOU? Post-5x01 (during her suspension)

Kate looks up at the sound of the patio door opening, smiles when her boyfriend appears, a mug in each hand. "Need help?" she offers, seeing the tray full of food on the floor just inside.

Rick shakes his head and hands her the mugs. "Nope." He turns back to the door, pauses, and turns around again. He leans down and brushes his lips across hers. "I got it, but thank you," he murmurs against her mouth.

She rolls her eyes and pats his cheek, "In that case, hurry up," she teases. "I'm hungry."

"Well, that's unacceptable." Rick sets the food tray on the table and joins her on the couch, nudges his thigh against hers. "Eat up. You'll need the energy."

She chuckles. "What, for a movie marathon?"

"For how I plan to distract you."

Her cheeks warm at his low voice. "Well," she breathes, tilting her head when he trails his lips up her neck, "what if I was looking forward to watching?"

He chuckles against her skin and pulls away. "Actually, I am too," he admits, motioning for her to serve herself first. "This is way overdue."

"Agree. Hey." She curls her fingers around his knee when he leans forward to press play on his laptop. She gently squeezes when he looks back at her, question and concern in his gaze. "Thank for this. After everything, Maddox, Bracken, the whole thing, this is perfect."

Rick leans over and tucks a lock of hair behind her ear, then cups her jaw and brushes his thumb across her cheek. "Any time, Kate."

#castle fanfic #fluffy friday #post-5x01 #suspension fic #John woo movie night

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autisticlancemcclain · 1 year

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fic rec friday 6

welcome the the sixth fic rec friday! where, on friday, i rec five of my favourite fics.

1. Chapped Lips by Creatortan

Lance's lips were a distraction, sometimes. Keith just couldn't keep his eyes off of them.

i read this one and forget to bookmark it and it haunted my mind for WEEKS as i desperately tried to find it again. i went bonkers bc i wanted to reread it so bad, bc it is EXCELLENT. its fun and gay and the team as family dynamics are AMAZING, no team bashing here!! and as usual the pining was chefs kiss.

2. Mine by Anonymous [EXPLICIT, ABO]

How do Lance and Keith react when the other is kidnapped?

Keith goes feral. Lance becomes deadly.

yeah, yeah, i know. another omegaverse. absolutely feel free to avoid this one if it’s not ur thing, i know it’s not for everyone, but it was one of my first pieces of bamf unhinged lance and i refuse to be ashamed of liking it lmao. also i think it’s fair to say that this fic inspired my unhinged batshit lance fic, at least a little. give it a try if ur like me an abo is a guilty pleasure lmao

3. the way i love you by @taylortot

quiet moments in which keith and lance fall in love. and kiss a lot. post s7.

words cannot explain how much this series means to me. genuinely a series that is so poetically soft and loving that it makes tears well in your eyes. i started reading this series right when i turned 16, and idk it truly made something crack in fizzle in my brain, it made me realise how careful and choosing love is. i have read this series more times than i can count, definitely one of the top ten, and there are lines from this fic that i repeat to myself when i am looking for hope. i know it hasn’t been touched since 2020 but i will be watching it carefully and hoping for years to come. (my favourite, in the series, although it was hard to choose, is i want to kiss you there)

4. Read Label: Lance McClain’s Boyfriend by @bleusarcelle

“You know I’m not ashamed, right?” Lance meets his gaze sheepishly. “Like, I’m not ashamed of you, of us. Far from it, babe, I swear –”

“Lance,” Keith cuts in kindly, smiling warmly at the teen in his arms. “Believe me, I know but I do want to tell the world what you mean to me. I wanna start with our team, our family.”

“You should come with a warning,” Lance whispers, stroking Keith’s chin fondly as he drops his voice. “Caution: words that leave these lips may cause falling deeper in love. Thank you for shopping at Mullets4sales.com.”

Keith throws his head back as he shakes with laughter. Lance grins proudly at sound before he props himself on the bed and drops unceremoniously on top of his giggling boyfriend’s chest.

“But yeah, yes; let’s tell them after dinner.”

[Or the one where the team is on their way back home and stop on a planet where a pissy prince drugs Keith with a love potion and Lance has to endure watching his secret boyfriend being lovestruck on someone else that isn't him.]

bleusarcelle always has and always will be one of the core founders of this fandom fr. trust me when i tell u their work was THE work. i remember greedily reading every fic of theirs several time, and i still read several of them regularly. but i will always be a sucker for the secret relationship trope. and this one managed to have that trope with none of the team bashing or miscommunication garbage so it’s a banger from the get-go fr

5. When Moonlight Touches Us by @pmwrites-blog1

Branches scratched his cheeks as he ran through the woods. Out of breath and covered in mud, Lance eventually crawled back under the fence onto the school grounds. He stopped at the large fountain in the plaza, leaning heavily on it. He splashed his face to wake himself up.

It didn’t work. Keith was real.

Based on 214b's Gargoyle AU

THIS IS MY FAVOURITE VOLTRON FIC OF ALL TIME. i dont know why. i have no idea why ive latched onto this fic so specifcally, what about this fic just makes me want to reread it again and again, but if i could print this aand bind it and keep a hardcopy with me every day of my life i would. im obsessed with it. beauty and the beast who?? like this fic is everything to me. i cannot recommend it enough. im fully convinced this fic did something fundamental to my brain. nothing i write will ever be so dear to me as this fic and that’s literally okay. the stars aligned to make this fic possible. is it the fact that i know there’s pretzellus art for it and so the whole story was cemented into my brain? possibly. i truly do not know. but i am fully obsessed with this story and likely will be for infinity

that’s it for today!! i’ll see y’all back next friday for the next fic rec post!!!

#i love all of these but im especially excited to share that last one with yall its ten billion out of ten #vld #voltron #lance #lance mcclain #keith #keith kogane #klance #au #established klance #fluffy klance #klance au #fic rec #fic rec friday #longpost

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rhaenyra-storms · 1 year

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daemon is bathed and washed by female reader and has his wounds treated by her after a battle - she does it all in a very loving and caring way

Thank you!

Daemon would absolutely love that treatment. Your hands are so soft on his skin and it feels good that someone else is cleaning his wounds and caring for him. You do it precisely and with a lot of care.

Sometimes, you plant a kiss or two on his hair and it leaves him with a warm feeling inside his chest. When he finally gets out of the bath, he feels cleaned and a lot better than before. You make sure to wrap him up in a towel and keep the room warm enough.

Then you grab some ointment, thread and needle to stitch up potential wounds. Daemon lays down on the settee while you sit down next to him, your fingers being careful as you start cleaning each wound individually again.

You tell him that he did a great job and is a good warrior, to which he responds with a genuine smile. He couldn’t describe how it actually felt for him though, to receive this praise and this lovely treatment. So much care.

You start stitching up the first wound, checking in with Daemon again and again. When all the worse wounds are done, you help him with some bandages, placing kisses on every single one after it was properly held in place. Daemon doesn’t even know how to thank you after this. A ‘Thank you’ could never be nearly enough.

Got some fluffy thoughts of your own? Send them here

#fluffy fridays #daemon targaryen x reader #daemon targaryen #daemon targaryen fic #daemon targaryen blurb #hotd #hotd imagines #q

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lover-of-mine · 6 months

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Fuck It Friday!

I was tagged by @wikiangela @wildlife4life @daffi-990 thank you <3333

Surprise, surprise I started a new fic oskaoskaoskoaks this is quick, I think I'm almost done with it, I just need to polish off the getting together part of this mess, and maybe it read it back because I don't think I fully trust a fic I wrote on my phone at 5 am. But yeah, have some pining Eddie and a not actually unrequited love think that took over my head and will probably be up this weekend. The beginning of this is unnecessarily dramatic but I was feeling poetic lol

The thing is, Eddie knows he probably looks pathetic right about now. He can't help it. Not when the low light of the bar hides him just enough for him to be able to watch Buck leaning against the counter a few feet away talking to a woman he doesn't know without worrying about what it looks like. About how it would be interpreted. About keeping his expression neutral enough as he feels his heart ready to burst out of his chest. It's stupid, but he can't shake it. He can't move past it. Can't box it up into something he can manage. Can't make it something he can live with. It's like loving Buck is somehow wired into his DNA. That's not exactly the problem. He's ready to love Buck in whatever way Buck wants him to forever. It's just that sometimes… Sometimes he wants more. Some days he wakes up with a yearning he can feel down to his bones. Those are the hard days. The ones when all he can think about is Buck. How he could love him better than the string of bad dates he's been on lately combined. How he could be the love Buck keeps chasing, and forcing, and tearing himself apart to find. The ones when he wants and wants and wants.

No pressure tagging 🩷: @eddiebabygirldiaz @bucks118 @try-set-me-on-fire @honestlyeddie @steadfastsaturnsrings @watchyourbuck @vampbuckley @housewifebuck @giddyupbuck @captain-hen

#writing #911 wip #buddie wip #fuck it friday #well #i dont have a tag for this one skasokaoskas #pining eddie fic?#sure #it works #soaksoaksokasas #this is short #it starts dramatic #and then gets fluffy #and thats it oaksoaksoaksoaks

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carsonian · 10 months

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Cap-IM Rec Week: Fluffy Friday

@cap-ironman, it's Friday! Coincidentally, I'm in love. 🤔

"met my destiny (in quite a similar way" by ishipallthings (@ishipallthings)

“I’m in love with you.” The spatula in Tony’s hand clatters to the floor with an audible thwack. (In which Tony is incredulous, Steve is determined, and absolutely no pancakes are made for breakfast.)

There's been a longstanding campaign by well-known and less-well-known dentists to delete this fic from the interwebs because of its devastating effect on readers' dental health. 'Nuff said.

"Rushing Headlong in the Wrong (Right) Direction" by nostalgicatsea (@nostalgicatsea)

“Steve,” Jan said slowly, “what did you think you were bidding on?” He could feel the heat of his blush creeping down his face and neck, and considering its intensity, he knew he was as red as a fire hydrant. “Uh,” he said for the second time in minutes. Or: Steve bids on Tony thinking Tony's auctioning off a date and gets something very different instead.

Steve may be the only white man underwhelmed by a wheel of cheese. And to that we all say: respect!

"The Way You Love Me" by Saber_Wing (@saber-wing)

Tony mustered up his best, ‘look at me, I’m so put together,’ voice, the one the press ate right up. And there was next to zero chance Steve was going to buy it, but that wouldn’t stop him from trying. “Don’t worry about me, sugar plum. I’ve got this.” Tony tried to open his eyes again, as if to prove a point even though no one could see him. And oh, oh no, that was a mistake. Frantically, he grasped for the wastebasket, dry heaving into it. Oh, he did not have this. He did not have this at all. Tony underestimates the severity of one of his migraines, and pays for it.

I really don't use this word lightly so it's after carefully considering every angle that I bring it up here. This fic is: scrump-dilly-icious. Again, I don't use that word lightly. But this fic is. Scrumpdillyicious!

"My Favorite Things" by Captain_Panda

Tony Stark loves Christmas. Too bad he's dating Scrooge's more miserable cousin.

Captain_Panda, the writer you are. . .

"very first words (of a lifelong love letter)" by picturecat (@snoozingcat)

Steve punched a triceratops and all he got was this lousy love confession. (He's pretty happy with it.)

I have no words because when I read this, my body had a magic-girl transformation into just. A pile of goo. So it goes. Hashtag worth it.

There's a reason why The Cure said "It's Friday, I'm in love." Because-- now--here's the reason: it's Friday. We're in love.

Go forth: SteveTony lovers, fuckers, ambassadors, champions, perverts, freaks, losers, dreamers, legends! Read, re-read, kudo, comment, spread legs and spread love.

#capimrecweek #fluffy friday #stevetony #fic recs #stevetony fic recs

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rae-gar-targaryen · 2 years

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Some Mickey "Fanboy" Garcia S.O. hcs for my Danny Ramirez babes bc I can't stop thinking about it...

(maybe I'll write this fic if there's interest???) -- EEP this is very unedited and total stream of consciousness, pls bear with me

Fanboy has a very sweet and adorable sunshine gf

she is a woman of dichotomy and multiple interests: she wears cute sundresses and is the total embodiment of the golden-hour aesthetic, but loves metal and action movies

when she visits him on base, she brings baked goods that she made from scratch

she tells him he has to share with the rest of the team

she gets family recipes from his mom to surprise him with a home-cooked meal when he gets back

she and Fanboy exchange Spotify playlists while he's away. He makes one called "I only have eyes for you," filled with lots of Motown and sweet sunshiney love songs

she's a sci-fi lover and big time nerd, just like Fanboy

she does a star wars-themed boudoir photoshoot while he's away and sends him the prints through the mail as a surprise

Payback loves her, and she and him love to tease Fanboy -- "when are you gonna leave this joker?" And she tells Fanboy, "Don't worry, after all, 'I only have eyes for you.'"

Ultimate sunshine x sunshine pairing

She gifts him a copy of novels she's read while he's away that she thinks he would like, and writes little notes and inscriptions in them for him. He takes one with him on each deployment.

Ultimate Instagram couple -- they're all over each other's stories when they're together. Brunches together, they love movie dates and chill nights in, and he's a good Instagram bf --

"babe the lighting is so good, lemme take your picture!"

He takes lots of pics of him and the squad and sends them to her while he's away -- everyone ships them ☀️💜🌿

should I just write this?? requests are open and I'm writing for top gun characters

#fanboy x reader #mickey fanboy garcia #mickey fanboy garcia x reader #fanboy hcs #mickey fanboy garcia hcs #mickey garcia x reader #danny ramirez #top gun: maverick fic #top gun: maveric hcs #mickey fanboy garcia x you #mickey 'fanboy' garcia headcanons #my writing #just a lil bit of nonsense #fluffy friday

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fridayyy-13th · 9 months

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Last line WIP game

thank you for the tag, @three-magpies-in-a-trenchcoat!! :D

rules: make a new post and post your latest/most recent line from your WIP and tag as many people as there are words.

i'm fully assuming line means paragraph, not sentence, so i already know i'm not gonna be able to tag enough people. but i'll tag as many as i can :)

from yet another qpr!jonsasha oneshot that i'm hoping to post sometime soon:

(She'd thought it was hilarious, the fact they were fake. She'd figured it out before he even admitted it to her, and since then it had morphed into a sort of inside joke between the two of them. And it was nice, the glasses going from a facade he'd made up in a panic to something that they could both laugh at.)

yes i'm keeping the "jon's glasses are fake" thing consistent across my AUs. i think it's fun <3

tags (no pressure!!): @redminders @radical-dadical-rafael @dramaticdads @rainbowstargazerlilies

#friday chats #friday's fics #tag game #this is a very fluffy oneshot btw #it's literally just 'jon and sasha have a shit day at work so they go home and eat ice cream and watch a movie together'#hoping to post it sometime within the next week or two. before school starts at least #this is also the first fic that portrays a long-standing headcanon of mine: jon loses speech when stressed #(i am fully projecting onto him here lmao)#so we've got some bsl in here too!#in looking things up for this fic i'm learning some differences between bsl and the little asl i know #(i need to learn some more i've looked up some sites)#but i'm gonna stop rambling now. perhaps continue writing. maybe i will maybe i won't i've had a very long day

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mrsniallhoran505 · 2 years

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Good Morning Austin Girls!

Fluffy Friday theme 2: carnival date

Carnivals weren't something you went to often. Most the time if there was a carnival in your town it was some sort of charity event or church festival. Which means they were so over priced they weren't worth going to in your opinion.

So when a local library said they were hosting a carnival to raise money for new computers you made no plans to go. You'd make a donation and that would be it. Austin, however, love carnivals.

He grew up near Disney so he went often with his mom when he was younger. Big amusement parks don't really do it for him anymore. But carnivals were some of his favorite, especially for dates.

They had rigged games that he's mastered the art of beating. The food was far too greasy to even be considered food but it was delicious. And the rides were always fun. When he heard about the fund raiser carnival he immediately called and asked for a date night there instead of your usual movie and dinner. You were reluctant but you agreed after hearing how excited he was.

That Saturday you waited till the sun set before going. Austin said the carnival was much better when it was lit up. He looked like a kid in a candy store as he pulled you to the ticket booth. You both gave a separate donation from the tickets bought.

"alright angel... How about the spider first?" He asked while pointing to the ride that looked like a giant spider wearing weird shoes that spun.

"ok but if I get dizzy, you're carrying me." You teased before letting him pull you over.

"deal." He agreed.

The spider was fun and both of you had trouble walking away making you both laugh. After the spider you went on the 'yoyo' which was a giant spinning swing set. It was fun and you got a fun video to post to Instagram.

Of course Austin had to drag you on the cliff hanger. A ride that took you high up into the sky, paused, then dropped at a stomach lurching speed. It wasn't your favorite and your scream hurt Austin's, as well as your own, ears. Your pay back was the zipper. It was like a Ferris wheel with cages that spun. Austin wasn't a fan of being upsidedown but he went through it for you.

"alright baby, let's do some games. If I go upsidedown one more time I'll probably lose my lunch." He jokes before letting you hop on his back so he can carry you to the games.

"you know these are all rigged right? You'll just waste the rest of our tickets trying to win and have to buy more." You said.

"I know angel, but that's the point of a fund raiser. And besides... I've mastered these games." He replied, giving you a peck on the lips over his shoulder.

You didn't argue. The night was going good so why ruin it. Austin stopped at a ring toss game and set you on your feet.

"pick a prize, any prize," he smiled at you.

"the purple monkey," you point to it smiling.

"done." He paid the tickets and took the rings. He tossed the first ring and it spin around the peg before sinking down over it. The next three rings did the same but the fifth spun then tipped off the peg.

"that's a shame! But at least you still win a prize." The carni smiled at Austin, playing his part in the scam perfectly.

"I wanna try again." Austin said handing over the tickets needed. The carni nodded and handed him the rings. This time Austin won the monkey for you. The carni looked a bit peeved but said nothing as he handed over the 2 feet tall monkey.

"Alright... What's your secret?" You asked taking the monkey and following Austin to the next game.

"Honestly?" He asked. "I had a friend that worked a few carnivals when they came through his home town and he told me how they usually rig them." He shrugged like.its no big deal.

"So if I pick a game... You can beat it?" You asked looking up at him with a smirk.

"Be my guest angel." He smiled in return.

You looked around and saw the squirt gun game. You squirt water in a Target and it fills up a balloon, first to pop wins.

"That one." You pointed.

"the squirt guns?"

"Yeah, and I want the big teddy bear." You smiled at him and he nodded.

You both walked over and he paid for you both to play. You sat down with your monkey trapped at your feet. Austin sat beside you and kissed you softly.

"good luck." He offered. You nodded and wished him luck. When the game begun you were so focused on hitting the target that went the buzzer went off saying someone won you yelped slightly.

Looking around to see who it was you saw Austin smirking at the popped balloon over his target.

"How?" You looked stunned. How did he do it so fast and so easily.

"I'm a pro baby." He kissed your cheek before getting the giant teddy bear for you.

"Alright Butler... I think we have all the prizes we can handle. Let's go ride the Ferris wheel." You nodded to the line for the ride. For the first time since you'd arrived, it was short.

"let me run these to the car so we don't have to lug them around." He takes your monkey, gives you a kiss then runs off. You walked over to the line to grab a spot. Just as the previous riders were getting off Austin joined you.

You got situated, to distracted with making sure you don't trip that you didn't see Austin slip a twenty to the operator. When Austin joined you your cart was closed despite having room for more. The ride started and soon you were at the top and the ride paused.

"it looks so beautiful from up here." You commented looking out at the carnival lights and the city lights beyond that.

"I think my view is more beautiful." He replied while watching you.

"you are so cheesey." You giggled before turning to him.

"yeah, well, you love me." He leaned in and kisses you softly.

"yeah, I guess I do." You teased cupping his cheek softly and kissing him again.

"stealing my moves now?" He teased before cupping your jaw and pulling you closer to kiss you deeper.

By the time he pulled away leaving you panting the ride started moving. Austin frowned but quickly wiped it away and wrapped his arm around you.

When you got off the ride, Austin exchanged a look with the operator who whispered an apology and nodded to his boss not far away. Austin just nodded and followed you.

"Which ride now angel?" He asked wrapping his arms around your waist and walking behind you holding you.

"how about the carousel?" You nod to it and smile at him over your shoulder.

"anything my princess wants." He kissed your neck before scooping you into his arms and carrying you over to the line.

Thankfully right as you queued up the previous ride ended. You were quick to pick your horse and smiled as Austin helped you mount it. He had an easier time since he was tall.

When the ride started Austin just had to take a picture of how happy you looked. The colors of the ride lighting up your hair and face making you look like the angel he believed you were.

"Y/N? Marry me?" He asked with a nervous smile.

"What?" You looked at him, sure you heard him wrong.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out an engagement ring. He held it up so you could see it.

"I wanted to do it at the top of the Ferris wheel but we got distracted. But looking at you now, how beautiful, and happy you look. I want this to be the moment we start our lives together." He looked at you, his hand starting to shake a bit.

"I love you, I've loved you since you made me that home made chicken soup our third date when I was insisting I didn't have the flu and we could go to the concert. Since that night my love for you had only grown. Each day I find something new that makes me fall deeper in love-"

"-i love when we go book shopping and you run your fingers over the spines of the leather and cloth bound books, the smile you get. I love hearing you sing the wrong words to your favorite songs. I love when you sing made up songs about what you're doing. I love the way you reach for me when I get out of bed and you're still asleep. I love that little happy dance you do when you get the packages you were waiting for. I love you and I wanna spend the rest of my life falling deeper in love with you... Will you marry me, y/n y/l/n?"

He was slightly panting when he finished talking. His eyes shining with some tears threatening to fall. Your answer would determine if it's from happiness or heart break.

"Austin..." You yourself were fighting back tears. His speech was beautiful and it made you realize just how much that man loved and adored you.

"yes?" He prompted when you didn't continue talking.

"yes." You answered as your tears started to fall. "Yes, yes I'll marry you."

He couldn't help but grin. He climbed off his horse and quickly cupped your face in both his hands.

"you have no idea how happy you just made me. I love you, my wife." He kissed you deeply before slipping the ring on your finger and placing a kiss over it.

"I love you, my husband."

GMAG! Tag list:

@introvertisms @crackerbarrelslut @katsukis1wife

A/N: a bit of a new format for the story posts. Less gifs to make the posts a bit smaller. Let me know if you like it. If you want to be tagged, just send me a message, and don't forget to suggest themes especially for the fluffy Friday and smutty sunday posts.

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whimsicallyenchantedrose · 11 months

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Fluffy Fridays—Chapter 175: Of Werewolves and Anatomy Scans

Pairing: Captain Swan

Summary: A series of unrelated, fluffy one shots featuring Killian Jones and Emma Swan and the relationship that makes us all swoon. Will contain both canon and AU stories. My contribution to Operation Rainbow Kisses and Unicorn Stickers (aka, my attempt to drown out the season 4 finale angst with ridiculous levels of fluff.)

Other Chapters: (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) (9) (10) (11) (12) (13) (14) (15) (16) (17) (18) (19) (20) (21) (22) (23) (24) (25) (26) (27) (28) (29) (30) (31) (32) (33) (34) (35) (36) (37) (38) (39) (40) (41) (42) (43) (44) (45) (46) (47) (48) (49) (50) (51) (52) (53) (54) (55) (56) (57) (58) (59) (60) (61) (62) (63) (64) (65) (66) (67) (68) (69) (70) (71) (72) (73) (74) (75) (76) (77) (78) (79) (80) (81) (82) (83) (84) (85) (86) (87) (88) (89) (90) (91) (92) (93) (94) (95) (96) (97) (98) (99) (100) (101) (102) (103) (104) (105) (106) (107) (108) (109) (110) (111) (112) (113) (114) (115) (116) (117) (118) (119) (120) (121) (122) (123) (124) (125) (126) (127) (128) (129) (130) (131) (132) (133) (134) (135) (136) (137) (138) (139) (140) (141) (142) (143) (144) (145) (146) (147) (148) (149) (150) (151) (152) (153) (154) (155) (156) (157) (158) (159) (160) (161) (162) (163) (164) (165) (166) (167) (168) (170) (171) (172) (173) (174)

Tagging a few people who may be interested (Let me know if you want to be added or taken off the list): @sailormew4 @annaamell @flslp87 @emmateo26@bethacaciakay @ultraluckycatnd @ineffablecolors, @ilovemesomekillianjones @kat2609 @brooke-to-broch @missgymgirl @galadriel26 @the-lady-of-misthaven @charmingturkeysandwich @jennjenn615 @laschatzi @kimmy46 @snowbellewells @iamanneenigma @daxx04 @nickillian @a-rose-for-a-savior @gillie @britishguyslover @ginnyjinxedandhanshotritafirst @kmomof4 @linda8084 @golfgirld @captain-swan-coffee @searchingwardrobes @hollyethecurious @laughswaytoomuch @deathbycaptainswan @allyourdarlingswans @killiarious @winterbaby89 @facesiousbutton82 @therooksshiningknight, @lfh1226-linda @tiganasummertree

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Warning: This one’s so fluffy it may make your teeth rot.

“Yeah, so I’m having a lot of abdominal pain,” Leroy said loudly to the receptionist of the Storybrooke Walk In Clinic, which shared a wing of the hospital with the OB/GYN ward. “Feels like my bowels are all twisted. Maybe if I could empty them fully I’d feel better, but I’m all stopped up.”

Emma rolled her eyes as she sat with Killian waiting eagerly for their big prenatal appointment. “I don’t know about you, babe,” she said, squeezing her husband’s hand, “but I can safely say that is more than I ever wanted to know about Leroy’s bowels.”

Killian laughed, bringing their joined hands to his lips and giving her hand a quick kiss. “Quite so, love. Almost makes me long for the days where we were so busy chasing the latest villain, we didn’t have time for such mundane things.”

She chuckled, determinedly pushing aside the small kernel of insecurity his statement brought up–fear that Killian would grow bored with a mundane Happily Ever After and leave her for further adventure. She knew she’d never completely rid herself of the insecure inner child who’d never mattered to anyone and didn’t think she ever would, but she wasn’t that child anymore. She was an adult with many, many people who loved her and who she loved. She wasn’t going to let her insecurities ruin her idyllic life.

Inside, she felt the small flutters of their baby moving and kicking away, and she placed a gentle hand on her slightly swollen belly. She’d only just begun to feel their little magic bean, and every time she felt the sensation, it was like magic.

“Everything alright, love?” Killian asked, eying the way she held her belly with concern.

“Absolutely wonderful,” she said, beaming a smile at him. “The baby’s kicking!”

Killian placed his hand next to hers and was still for a moment, before shaking his head. “I do wish I could feel it.”

Emma reached up and cupped his cheek. “All in good time, Killian,” she said. “Just wait a few months, and this little guy or girl will be waking you up at night with their kicks.”

“You’ve no idea how much I look forward to that,” Killian said, with a bright smile. “Now explain to me again what is so momentous about this particular appointment today?”

Emma had reached the twenty week point in her pregnancy last Monday, and so today was the day for the big anatomy scan ultrasound. She’d opted for a 4D ultrasound, because she couldn’t wait to see her baby; really see it, beyond the grainy images standard ultrasounds provided.

Nor could she wait to see Killian’s reaction when he got to see his son or daughter for the first time. She had no doubt he would declare it to be magical, and come to think of it, maybe he wasn’t far off. Imagine being able to use sound waves to see your baby inside!

She’d had her first ultrasound at her first doctor’s appointment at seven weeks. She’d been alone that time–not that Killian wouldn’t have dropped literally everything to be with her, but because….well because she didn’t want to get her hopes up. They’d been trying for a baby for so long, and there had been a few times her period was late that they’d really believed they’d succeeded.

Only for the pregnancy tests to all come back negative.

The disappointment had been hard on both of them, and so this time around when she missed her period, when she started feeling nauseous and fatigued, even when she took a positive pregnancy test, she was afraid to believe. She’d decided to get verification before she got Killian’s hopes up yet again.

Her heart swelled as she remembered that day, Whale doing the ultrasound himself and showing her her baby on the screen and the strong beep of his or her little heart. She’d never forget the look in Killian’s eyes when she showed him the indistinct still the ultrasound tech had printed out and then explained to him what he was looking at. Happy wasn’t a strong enough word for it. He looked like a man who’d been given the greatest gift of his life, and the kiss he had given her afterwards, tears streaming from his eyes, would go down in history as one of the best kisses in the history of the kiss.

“So today’s the big day, isn’t it?” Leroy said cheerfully as he took a seat next to Emma in the waiting area. “Lot’s riding on this, you know.”

“....a lot’s riding on my prenatal appointment?” Emma asked with a raised brow.

“Well, yeah,” Leroy said. “Dwarves and I have a pool, betting on whether you got a boy or girl in there, the size, birth date. The works. I went girl all the way. Just a feeling. The winner of the pool gets all his meals at Granny’s paid by the rest for a month, so I’m counting on you two.”

Killian rolled his eyes. “We shall endeavor to ensure your meals are properly paid for, dwarf.”

Leroy shrugged and for a moment was silent as he watched Storybrooke citizens slowly filter in and out of the waiting room. “Lots of people coming into the clinic today,” he mentioned idly. “You know why it is, right?”

“I’ve no doubt you’ll soon enlighten us,” Killian said, putting an arm around Emma and leaning back in his chair.

“It’s that big forest fire up north,” Leroy said, “makes the air quality here really bad. You know it’s the werewolves that caused it, right?”

“The were….what?” Emma asked.

“The werewolves!” Leroy said. “Somebody was up there hunting them, and as everyone knows, if you don’t catch a werewolf the right way, they catch on fire and then become REAL werewolves. Gotta be what happened!”

Granny, who’d come in complaining of a sinus infection, slapped him upside the head before really laying into him as he continued to plead “I don’t mean good werewolves like you and Ruby!”

“Never a dull moment around here, is there love?” Killian asked with a grin.

She laughed along with him just before a nurse called them back.

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Killian sat on his living room couch, looking down at the photo he held and feeling his eyes mist again. This was her; this was his daughter. The level of detail available on these 4D ultrasounds was incredible. Love like he’d never felt rushed on him yet again.

Emma plopped beside him, wrapped an arm around his waist and set her head on his shoulder. “She’s cute, isn’t she?”

“She’s gorgeous, love,” he answered softly, almost reverently. “Looks just like her mother.”

Emma chuckled. “She does kinda look like me, doesn’t she? Except for when the ultrasound tech first focused on her face and she raised one eyebrow. She was her father’s daughter all the way there.”

“She’ll be the best of both of us,” he said, running a finger across the image.

He’d had many singular and unexpected experiences since he first came to the Land Without Magic, but he knew that never in all of his days would he forget this day. He remembered the tech slathering Emma’s protruding belly with a slimy, gelatinous substance and then running a strange looking wand all around.

He’d been curious about the procedure, wondering how it all worked, but then his daughter’s image had appeared on the small moving picture box the wand was connected to, and everything had fallen away.

This was his child, his and Emma’s, the physical embodiment of their True Love, and she was perfect. He watched as she smiled, yawned, waved her arms around and kicked. She was an active one, their little magic bean, and she’d likely lead them a merry chase.

The tech had taken her time, examining their child and monitoring her progress. “Everything looks good,” she said. She’d gone on to give them the news that their little cygnet was a girl. She’d congratulated them, printed them out a few pictures from the scan and then taken her leave.

“You’ll spoil her rotten, Killian,” Emma said as he leaned down to kiss her, still overcome by the news they’d received, even all these hours later.

“Aye, that I will,” he agreed, “but the gods help any suitor who breaks her heart!”

“This kid is lucky to have you for a father,” Emma said, eyes fixed on their baby’s first picture.

“Not nearly as luck as she is to have you for a mother.”

“We are pretty great together, aren’t we?” Emma asked with a grin. “We must be if we can make someone like her.”

“The road has been long,” Killian said, “and far from smooth, but we’ve made it; we’re a family. This may be the greatest adventure of our lives, but I can’t wait for it.”

Notes:

–So apparently pregnant Emma is all I want to write about lately. I just really, really wish we’d gotten to see more of CS’s happily ever after!

–This story was inspired by real life events. My allergist’s office is in the same building as an urgent care center. Last week, while I was waiting the obligatory 30 minutes after my shot, an old man came in and went into way too much detail to the receptionist about his abdominal pain and bowels. He then proceeded to take a seat next to this woman who looked to be in her early twenties. He began talking….and pretty much never stopped, and the things he said….well, let’s just say, I wasn’t exaggerating Leroy for comic effect. This old man told the (very much uninterested in the conversation) young woman that the recent forest fires in Canada were a result of people hunting werewolves. He stated matter-of-factly that if people try to kill werewolves the wrong way, they catch on fire and then become REAL werewolves. (What were they before being incorrectly hunted? He didn’t say.)

–Naturally, this rather bizarre incident immediately left me with one burning question: How can I turn this into a CS au? And here we are!

#cs friday fluff #cs fluffy fridays #cs future fic #my fanfiction

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wikiangela · 5 months

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fuck it friday

tagged by @daffi-990 @giddyupbuck @spotsandsocks

hi!! i'm back lol - well, the craziness at work is done and I'm slowly getting back to writing bc I haven't written in like a week and it's killing me lol (this is gonna sound dramatic but I literally don't feel like myself if I don't write for too long haha) I don't have anything new to share rn, but I figured since it's already december and since some of y'all are sharing Christmas fics, and knowing I likely won't write one this year, I'm gonna shamelessly plug my holiday fake dating fic with 4 Christmases and 6 Christmas chapters actually 😂 (Christmas was a very important time for Buck and Eddie's relationship in this lol) - there's obvi more holidays in this but anyway, here's a snippet of their first Christmas together also, it's been a year since I posted the first chapter and I'm feeling nostalgic lol, this fic is my baby and I love it so much (tho there's so many things I'd change now lol)

[read on Ao3]

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Turns out, Buck is very much serious about the whole thing, and Christopher finds it hilarious and is eager to play along. Eddie doesn’t have valid arguments not to do it, and it’s not like he doesn’t want to. After another snide comment when talking to his parents, he made his decision. And he already felt this exciting feeling of satisfaction when he told them he’d be bringing someone for Christmas this year – miraculously, Buck and Eddie don’t work on Christmas, and they took an additional day off, so their schedules allow for a three-day trip to Texas.

So now, it’s Christmas Eve and they’re on their way from the airport to Eddie’s childhood home, and he’s nervous, doubts just starting to seep in. What on earth possessed him to do this? He can’t lie to his family. He can’t pretend to be in love with Buck. What if he really does fall in love with him? What if everything goes to shit? He’s watched enough movies to know it’s a bad idea, but he couldn’t and still can’t bring himself to stop it.

“So.” Eddie says, his voice shaking slightly, as they sit in a cab. “We’re doing this.”

“Yep.” he can hear Buck grin next to him. “Unless you still wanna back out?” he adds quickly. They could still say Buck’s just a friend. No big deal. But Eddie does have this petty desire to stir something up, and this seems perfect.

“No. It’ll be fine.” he smiles at Buck, and then feels hot when Buck grabs his hand and interlaces their fingers, winking at him. Christopher laughs.

“You’d make a great couple.” he comments. He’s been unusually happy about all of this. He also asked Eddie a few days ago if Eddie loves Buck, which prompted a conversation, but he thinks Chris knows what’s going on now. Eddie doesn’t really know what to think about that.

“Thanks, buddy.” Buck responds excitedly, squeezing Eddie’s hand, and he can’t contain a smile. If not anything else, at least all three of them are going to have a lot of fun.

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no pressure tags: @elvensorceress @gaydiaz @diazass @thebravebitch @silentxxsoul @shortsighted-owl @eddiebabygirldiaz @arthursdent @diazblunt @911onabc @spagheddiediaz @housewifebuck @gayhoediaz @rogerzsteven @watchyourbuck @monsterrae1 @honestlydarkprincess @underwater-ninja-13 @eowon @exhuastedpigeon @weewootruck @loserdiaz @evanbegins @steadfastsaturnsrings @ladydorian05 @malewifediaz @pirrusstuff @theotherbuckley @911-on-abc @hoodie-buck @wildlife4life @fortheloveofbuddie @nmcggg @diazpatcher @jeeyuns @jesuisici33 @thewolvesof1998 @lover-of-mine @hippolotamus @disasterbuckdiaz @jamespearce9-1-1

#fuck it friday #the holiday fic #wikiangela writes #for a holiday (and forevermore)#some shameless self promo #it's done and 95k and it's fake dating and it's fluffy and cute and I love it haha #also there's quite a bit of eddie and his sisters and it was my fave thing to write (abc give us some big brother eddie pls im begging lol)#and just recently this fic got my first ever 1k kudos which is just mindblowing and i get overwhelmed if i think about it too long lol #so perfect time to share it again haha #buddie fic #buddie #my writing #fic snippet #this post got long and rambling lmao sorry and if you read it all ily <3 hahaha

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bunysliper · 8 months

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Castle Ficlet: Drizzle and Dancing 1/1

Drizzle and Dancing

For the third day in a row, they wake up to clouds and a slow drizzle. It's not enough rain to call a storm, but it is enough to make going out just a tad miserable, so she contents herself to relaxing inside their rental for a while longer. After all, she has a bag of books they'd bought on their first or second day here that she can start on instead of waiting until they get home.

Of course, Castle has other ideas. He waits until after breakfast, once their second (maybe third, it's not like he's let her mug go dry at all this morning) cups of coffee have grown cool, and she's settled back with a novel before he jumps off the couch regardless, holding out a hand to her.

"Come on, Beckett."

Lifting an eyebrow, Kate looks between his hand and his face. "Come on what?"

He grins without missing a beat. "I've got energy to burn."

"Uh huh," she hums, glancing down at her book. "And what are you proposing we do with your boundless energy?" Her lips quirk, the insinuation clear.

He wiggles his fingers, daring her to take them. "Well, there's obviously that," he agrees, squaring his shoulders like he's preparing for a presentation. "But first, let's dance."

Kate grins, taking great care to close her book and set it aside. She grips his hands, allowing him to haul her up and over to the open space by the kitchen where he twirls her and pulls her into his arms.

It's a good way to spend her morning.

#Castle Fanfic #Castle Fanfiction #Caskett #Caskett Fanfic #Fluffy Friday #My Fanfic #Season 5 Fic

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suyacho · 10 months

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FLUFFY FRIDAY !!

a small little event where i accept asks for fluff drabbles every friday! some days ill give prompts, others will be your own choice, you can pick anyone as long as it’s listed in my fandoms and if we’re friends and you know we share another fandom together, feel free to ask those! i will be writing those fics whenever i feel like it!

reminder that im allowed to decline any ask for whatever reason.

this weeks prompt > anything fluff you’d like <3

spots 0/5

#FAIR REMINDER THAT THIS DOESNT MEAN THE FICS WILL BE POSTED ON FRIDAYS #heheh #fluffy friday #gif by @/i92-93 !

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twinclownsoflotuspiers · 1 year

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XianCheng: By the book | fluff, modern au, meet cute of sorts

For @thegothicfantasydomain

“Have you decided on what you’d like to borrow?”

Wei Ying couldn’t help startling violently at the voice regardless of the fact that it was one he’d been dreaming of for a while now. His chuckle was a little sheepish under the weight of that (unfairly attractive) eyebrow quirk and the judgement said man in question held for him. “Hi! Um...yeah-- th-the one that I’m currently reading?”

“Right,” as beautiful as the librarian, Jiang Cheng he was called, was, his stare was still a taaad bit intimidating. Only a bit. Wei Ying dearly wanted to make a good impression on this man but it was proving rather difficult seeing how much he seemed to flounder around him for some reason. “I do however wonder how much help an anthology on fictional fantasy will be when you did say you’re looking for books on Chinese mythology. They are frankly not the same if you ask me.”

Gods, he had a beautiful voice and Wei Ying wanted to taste it. Against his mouth. While making him chant and breathe his name. While-- *coughs* right yes, mythological books. A subject Wei Ying could frankly care little about but he’d needed an excuse. But he wanted to hear Jiang Cheng talk to him some more and mythology was perhaps a good excuse since the librarian seemed rather learned about the subject matter. “Erm.....I’ve always thought mythology is basically fantasy so what’s so different? Would you rather I begin from non fiction?”

“Technically modern or even period fantasy popular amongst the masses now stem from mythology so you’re not completely wrong there. But thinking of them as one and the same is disservice according to me. So, the thing is,” Jiang Cheng began unexpectedly rambling and, much to Wei Ying’s delight, pulled out a chair to sit next to him. On a normal day, not to be rude or anything, but Wei Ying would most definitely tune everything out if someone suddenly began giving him a lecture on a......scholarly topic like mythology. He swore it wasn’t because he didn’t care! He just had a terrible attention span! But the usually quiet and grouchy librarian never bothered to look his way much less talk to him so Wei Ying was grateful for the stroke of luck on deciding mythology to be his random excuse and his librarian crush turned out to be a mythology geek.

“Ah, apologies. I have talked too much,” Jiang Cheng suddenly coughed, a light embarrassed red dusting his cheeks and Wei Ying realized to his dismay that he’d ended up even tuning out this cute human being in his bid to drool over his voice. “I’m uh...I’ve been told I get a little insufferable when mythology is concerned. Anyway, if you need some recommendations which are interesting and not too text heavy or draggy I have a few--”

“Or you could tell me about whatever you know as well,” Wei Ying hurriedly prompted and made the other man’s eyes widen in surprise. “You told me a lot of things so I couldn’t get everything but I’d like to learn more! Talking is more interesting when it comes to idea exchange anyway!”

“Oh,” Jiang Cheng murmured and nodded in a slightly awkward manner. The judgement and intimidation was gone from his eyes. “Huh....well. I don’t....mind, I guess.”

“Great!” Wei Ying grinned, internally crowing at the victory of landing a date. “So, uh, are you free tomorrow? We can go to a cafe or something to not disturb others here. My treat!”

“Y-yeah, tomorrow sounds good,�� Jiang Cheng pushed up his glasses and cracked the smallest softest smile. It hit Wei Ying like a bulldozer, just that little uptick of lips. He wanted to feel that against his mouth too. “I can bring a few books if you want.”

“Cool! I look forward to it!”

Perhaps, Wei Ying would begin caring about mythology after all.

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#xiancheng #chengxian #jiang cheng #wei wuxian #mido flash fic friday #meet cute #small fluffy thing #because i've been writing too much angst lately #mdzs

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