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hansoeii · 5 months
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fem presenting loki!
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fried1ton · 3 months
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(1,2,3,4,5,6) | moodboard for @0428julie
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patolemus · 14 days
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Sterek fic recs: Time Travel AU Edition
As I promised @oldefashioned here is the start of my unending sterek fic reccing. I’ll go by category because this post will never end otherwise.
1. song of the phoenix by graveltotempo
In a last ditch effort to save Beacon Hills after everyone else has died, Stiles channels all of his energy and magic into cleansing the Nemeton and the magical core of the town. But he is more powerful than he knows, more connected to the Nemeton than anyone can guess, and a group of kids, teenagers and adults wakes up in the middle of the night ten years earlier with a second chance they didn't know they needed and a bond they don't understand. Stiles though? Stiles wakes up with a little more.
Notes: It's just. So good. It's kinda hard to explain but basically no one knows what's going on but at the same time it works. Kinda. They're working on it. Stiles is awesome in this, I especially love his relationship with the Hales, because of course I do. It's ongoing.
2. Twice And For All by novasillies
“Derek,” he said despite himself. The werewolf’s eyes sharpened. Scott gave him a distressed look. “Do I know you?” He asked tensely, and Stiles grinned in return. “Oh, no,” he answered, “Not yet.” - In which a well-timed conflict between the magic of the Ghost Riders and Stiles' spark sends him back to the day Scott got bitten. Stiles pointedly changes nothing and so God complexes, needlessly complex romantic drama, and pure, unbridled silliness ensue. (Updates every Thursday wink wonk)
Notes: This is to date one of my favorite time travel fics of all time, across multiple fandoms. Stiles in this one is just *chef's kiss*. Completely unhinged, I love him. Also, the sterek? Easily one of the best dynamics I've read. It's ongoing, only four chapters left!
3. Fly a Little Faster by mirrorkill
Everyone knows when you go back in time, you shouldn't step on an ant, just in case you accidentally kill your own grandparent or something. But what happens when you go back in time and, uh, accidentally interrupt the one event that apparently made the Grumpiest Alpha in Town into a ball of mindless manpain?  Well, if Marty McFly can do it, so can Stiles Stilinski. All he has to do is get Derek and Paige to fall in love before he gets pulled back to his own time. And before he makes anything worse. That's easy as pie, right? Right?
Notes: I liked this one because it's not the typical Stiles travels back in time after everyone else in the pack dies. It's got a different premise, still somewhat canon compliant (maybe??? canon enough), and it's amazingly done. It's complete.
4. Daybreak by TheObsidianQuill
"There . . ." Stiles swallowed and looked down at the bottle in his grasp as he slowly swirled the amber liquid inside. "There's really nothing left. For me. Everyone is . . . gone, and it feels like I haven't thought of tomorrow in years." His words rang in the air like a gunshot, he took another heavy drink. "I would trade every last breath I take to just have another shot—not even a guarantee, just a chance to make things right and bring back even one of them." ----- The pack was gone. He had nothing left. He had no one. With nothing to lose, Stiles puts everything on the line to go back in time to try to prevent the future from becoming his past. Broken, guarded, and haunted by his past, only one overgrown-pup of a wolf seems able to get past his defenses. Changing the future? Easy. Finding a place for himself in the Hale Pack? Impossible.
Notes: So good! Stiles is a traumatized bean and the Hales are just everything! It's complete.
5. The A Spark of Hope and the Butterfly Effect series by Phlinting
It's been eleven years since Scott was bitten by a feral werewolf and, despite his pack's many victories along the way, Gerard Argent's influence lives on. As the knowledge of the supernatural spread to the general population so did the hatred and fear of the unknown. The McCall pack has been picked off one by one and Stiles, Sheriff Stilinski, and Peter Hale are the only three left, on the run and barely surviving. But Stiles has found a spell. He has the magic, the spark, and his belief. He has his dad and Peter to help power it and he has the will and desperation to succeed. He's going back to the Hale fire and this time he's going to stop it ALL before it starts. It's the perfect solution. Too bad things never go quite according to plan...
Notes: The Sheriff and Peter are *chef's kiss* here! I really don't know how to explain all that happens here but it gets a little out of control in the best way. It's complete.
6. The The Long Way Round series by exclamation
A magical accident sends Stiles back in time. Now he's stuck in New York, living with Derek and Laura, and the only way to get back to his own time is to learn to use magic. Meanwhile, he must figure out how much he can tell them about their future. Can he warn them about the dangers they face? Can he change his own past?   And can he trust the creature known as Bookworm, who seems to know him better than he knows himself?
Notes: This series had me in a chokehold, I cried so much but it was absolutely worth it! Stiles doesn't plan to travel back in time on this one, this just... happen, and it all spirals a bit out of control. But don't worry! You may have no idea of what's going to happen, but the author certainly did and they did an amazing work. It's complete.
7. It’s Happening by isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)
Derek stopped listening to him, brain going a mile a minute.   Derek, it’s fucking happening! Derek, please!   He would recognize that fucking voice anywhere. Two years. Two fucking years had passed, and now this little shit was standing in front of him, speaking his name, and grinning like an idiot. “It’s you,” Derek said, earning him a confused look from Stiles. “The phone call. Two years ago. It was you.” (SNYE - January 2nd - Time Travel)
Notes: This is not canon compliant. It's a whole other universe, actually, and it's so good. Good ol' Derek is losing his mind over here, but it's alright! Things work out just fine. It's complete.
These ones are not time travel, but dimensional travel. It’s similar enough so here you go.
8. The play it again series by metisket
In which Stiles goes along with one of Derek’s plans and ends up in an alternate universe as a result. He should’ve known better. He did know better, actually, and that means he has no one to blame but himself. “Laura wants to lure the kid in with food and kindness and make a pet of him, like a feral cat. Derek wants to have him arrested for stalking. They’re at an impasse. (And the rest of the family is staying emphatically out of it in a way that suggests bets have been placed.)”
Notes: I honestly don't know how to show the whole of my appreciation for this series. I think I've read this about five times since I found it last year. Stiles lands himself in a whole other dimension, where the Hale House fire never happened and Scott is human. It goes about as well as you can expect. It's technically not complete, but the main piece is.
9. The Home Across The Universe series by TricksterShi
You can lose your home and spend your whole life looking for it, sometimes you may even find bits of it again. But sometimes home goes out searching and finds you first. ~ The day he loses his father and his pack, Stiles is transported to a parallel world where his counterpart is nine years old and seemingly small changes have had a huge impact on the course of events in Beacon Hills. At first sticking to the shadows as a vigilante to protect his otherworld father and younger self, Stiles is soon drawn out into the light and onto a path that forces him to confront the traumas of his past so that he can make a place for himself in this new world.
Notes: Just. This absolute beast of a universe is seriously so well done, and so good. Imagine play it again, but much more depressing and waaaay longer. The angst is on point! The Stilinskis are the best in this one. And Derek and Laura have my heart, love my pookies. Stiles is not having the best times, but he'll be looked after, don't worry! Also technically not complete, but all the pieces in the series are done.
10. The Ley Lines series by forestofbabel
Stiles is back in town after many years, angry and bitter and disconnected from anything you might call pack. It might as well be a tradition at this point that he gets drunk and wakes up in the woods. Only, this time, something is different.  The ghosts that have weighed in his heart are alive and well, and Stiles gets to witness a life that could have been his. There is one thing he knows, though. No matter how much he may want to stay, he has to go home.  If the ley lines you should follow, and your dwelling at the end, and find your presence has been hollowed, your hereafter is to amend." *** Stiles is faced in this new world with someone he had been avoiding for a long time. Himself.  The Double Walker cannot survive where the Double Walker dwells *** Derek had an itch under his skin. There was something missing. He knew exactly what it was. Who it was. His regrets paraded themselves in a steady stream, and he had to watch as Stiles left time and time again, knowing it would be the only way to let the ley lines heal. That didn't make it hurt any less. Still, some part of Derek hoped.
Notes: I honestly just read the first part, but I thought I'd add the whole series so people know what they're getting into. The first part can be read as a stand alone, so if anyone wants to stop after that they absolutely can. The fic itself is a bit sad, but it has a happy ending! Stiles travels to another dimension, and shenanigans follow. The series is complete.
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coyotesinew · 8 months
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hi!! if your doodle requests are still open, may i request if you draw a white borzoi? if they aren’t then im sorry if i’m a bother!! thank you :]
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Here you are! Ty for the request 🌞
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villainii · 2 years
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Villainii’s 3k Celebration: ➤ requested by tohmura
“Every living, breathing thing just rubs me the wrong way.”
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j3st3r-13 · 1 year
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Rick headcanon for having a short boyfriend? (also hello I am trans if that's ok idk I like to specify) ckwvhw vwb
Rick sanchez with a short trans boyfriend headcanons
Thank you sm for the ask kirbybooo your hcs are under the cut <3
Rick's like 6'6 I think he's so tall, which is means he towers over you at all times, you reach his chest and that's it he finds it hilarious
He has to bend down to kiss you, however when he wants to be a little shit he won't bend down so he can laugh at you. You can either try and pull him lower and get called needy or you can walk off to which he will grab you by the wrist, pull you back and kiss you and call you dramatic
If you bind then he gets some amazing binder from space which is more Comfortable or if you had surgery then he would take you to the actual best doctor in the galaxy orrrr he would do it for you
Continuing on from last point man's would offer to give you a new fully nodded chest which you can change to fit you perfect specifications
Rick would use you as an armrest all the time you cannot escape
STANDING ON YOUR TIP TOES AND PULLING ON HIS LAB COAT LAPELS TO KISS HIM
If you needed to change anything document wise, he would change everything like that name, sex all that on all systems.
God fucking help any fucker that tries to give you shit for being LGBT+ your mad scientist will tear them apart for you, he won't tell you it happened and might wipe your memory cause he doesn't want you upset. He says it impedes his work but he's full of shit he just wants his bf happy
You once wore his blue sweater and it came to your thighs/knees, once Rick saw it he had to take a moment to compose himself
You guys pillow talk all the time, and he always listens to any struggles you have gender related or otherwise. He may be tinkering but he's listening really and making something to fix your problem
Rick buys you a step tool, you throw it at him
He asks if you need a booster seat for the ship and you nearly kill him. You must have the patience of a Saint
Despite his nihilistic facade rick adores you, although he teases you for being a short ass that only reaches his chest he finds it cute (he'll never admit it tho)
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uniquevoidflowers · 9 days
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SKY AND TIME BONDING (they're my favs <3) pretty please :3
The old man looked around. Most of the chain were occupied with something, chatting or working on something. He had learned many of their hobbies, trying to learn as much as he could about them.
For Twilight, he enjoyed farm activities and fishing.
For Wild, he collected and gathered what he could.
And so on. The only one he hadn't learned too much about was Sky.
Time and Sky had never been too close, save the few precious times the old man was able to give advice to him. Time thought about it.
Perhaps it was the fact that Time viewed the Master Sword very differently than the chosen. The old man looked at that blade with distrust, with resentment. Sky looked at it with fondness, and wonder.
Perhaps it was that the two were very different. Where Time would hide behind masks, Sky would greet the world with expression. Time had no doubt that the skyloftian had secrets too, but he was more open then some of the others. Whatever it was, it was a barrier Time wanted to get past. As the old man gazed upon the camp in the present, he saw Sky carving something with a dagger.
Time found himself walking over. "I take it you're making another ladle?"
Sky sighed. "Wild keeps breaking 'em. But I don't mind. I like woodcarving."
Well this was easier than Time thought.
"What do you like about it?" Time asked curiously.
"There's no time limit." Sky answered simply.
The old man could understand that. After Termina, and the three day time limit, he could understand enjoying simple tasks like these. "Good point. Mind if I join you here?" Time asked.
"Oh, no, not at all." The skyloftian replied. "It's nice to have company."
After a few moments of silence Time spoke up. "How long have you been doing woodcarving?"
"For awhile now. It's a skill they teach you in the academy...in Skyloft that is. It's optional, but I took a liking to it." Sky explained.
"I'll have to learn when we get there." Time hummed.
"I can teach you now." Sky suggested, setting down his current project and grabbing more wood.
"I'd love that." Time nodded and listened to the skyloftian as he began to explain.
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hey! for one liner prompts maybe sakuatsu 3/5 or sunaosa 10 :,)🙏 just sending ideas
ask and ye shall receive :D
10. “….Should I be concerned?” + sunaosa [466 words]
Suna scrapes the bottom of the skillet with his overworked sponge. His brain feels kind of fuzzy and his eyelids are heavy, but he’s got of lot of stuff left to do. He makes eye contact with the sorry excuse for a sunny side up egg on the dining table; it, too, has become scrambled somewhere along the way. Suna's never felt so betrayed.
The stains are a stubborn son of a bitch, and Osamu only has so many skillets in his apartment. Suna isn’t usually a fan of limited variety and choices, but it’s working out for him today. Any more, and the clean up might be worse than the time Atsumu conned him into helping Osamu after Onigiri Miya’s grand opening.
He soaps up this one spot in particular for the fourth time: longing to put it in the drying rack; to move onto the next two; to be granted salvation for all the selfless suffering he’s putting himself through.
“…Should I be concerned?” Osamu’s sleep-ridden voice asks from the kitchen entrance, scaring the ever loving fuck out of him. Suna swerves around, immediately sliding his legs apart, trying to block the crime scene with his body. His heart is running a marathon and his earlier drowsiness is completely gone.
Suna doesn’t pray often, and he’s quickly coming to the conclusion that God has a vindictive sense of humour-
“NO!” Shit shit shit, he threw subtlety out the window. Oh fuck it. “Nope, nothing going on here.” Scrambling for something else to say, he tries to deflect. “What’re you doing here?”
“Gettin’ a glass of water.” Osamu squints at him in suspicion. He doesn’t say anything, but his silence does the heavy lifting for him. Breaking the silence, he offers, “Do ya want a hand with, er, whatever you’ve got going on?”
Osamu might be the love of his life but right now Suna needs him the hell out of it. His cheeks are on fire and it’s not from the normal gooey feelings Osamu makes him feel.
“I got it, you go back to sleep,” he licks his lips. Taking large steps, he quickly turns Osamu around and shoos him back to their room. The asshole goes along with it, but not without his shoulders betraying his amusement. Suna firmly ignores it for the sake of his pride.
Trusting Osamu to walk the rest of the way by himself, Suna darts back in and out of the kitchen. He shoves the glass of water into Osamu’s hands, pushing him into their room, and slams the door shut for him.
Suna rests his back against their door for a moment. He was so caught. Suna chances a peek at their kitchen from where he is. Fuck.
Maybe he’ll order takeout for Osamu’s breakfast instead.
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I love you, it's ruining my life
I touched you for only a fortnight
I touched you, I touched you
Chaz - Fortnight (Taylor Swift)
(Requested by @for-a-fortnight (love the new username kit btw!))
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fried1ton · 3 months
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(1,2,3,4,5,6) | moodboard for @nessvn
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hedgiestail · 2 years
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Part 1/2
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death-threats · 10 months
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Hey @leakyweep, you have a new message!
From: VINSMOKE SANJI (1)
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Okay, so hear me out. Sanji would fall for basically anyone that walks by him, but you? Oh boy. OHHH BOY. The way you have that hypnotizing way of just getting anyone and everyone to look your way? And you're able to make friends easily? He'll find that SUPER endearing. Heart-eyes all day, every day.
Knowing that your love languages are acts of service and gift-giving are a HUGE plus. This man is always working so hard and I know for a fact that he'll be so thankful that you reciprocate in those ways. If you already think he'll worship the ground you walk on, just wait. He'll revere you as a goddess on earth as soon as you encourage him to sit back and relax while you took care of dinner. (he'll still try to help, but he may be convinced to relax with a smooch or two)
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As a more light and fluffy request, I would love your perspective on Hades, Captain Hook, and the Horned Kings flirting styles <3
Beeeeeeeee this is so cute I can't 🥰
Bring on the fluff I'm blushing as I write this, hope you enjoy!
Flirting Styles for:
Hades
Babble. Just absolute babble.
Hades's excitement at the prospect of spending even a minute in your company expresses itself in an unruly pink tinted flame and verbal word spout. Do the words even make sense? No. Is he laughing at his own jokes and experiencing Instant Regret at not thinking this through? Oh, yes.
He can't exactly do flowers ok?! And people react weird to gems and precious metals being used instead (he does Not want a repeat of being thought to buy peoples company, especially not you.) He can make things from smoke but they aren't permanent -
He can learn your favourite places (yay, stalking? Uh-) or try and get you somewhere romantic, but is it romantic of him to basically coerce you there?? Titans Help Him he's overthinking this.
If by now you're not scared off then he *might* be able to get his head screwed on enough to actually try flirting properly.
Puns. Puns and touch. Aphrodite smite him if you can't gel with the corny baseline of his personality this is a lost cause -
Oh - oh - you're laughing? At him? With him? You're not moving away? Is that a blush?!?
HA he's still got it! C'mon babe, let's keep it coming~
Captain Hook
I'm sorry did you ask for the most gentlemanly gent to ever gentle in your presence?
Dashing, charming, chivalrous - hand kisses and acts of service abound.
Do you need an escort? Of course you do- let him accompany you! SMEE! Get the bags!
So many terms of endearment - 'my dear' being chief among them.
He's going to bow and whisk off his hat every time he sees you, this dramatic bastard.
He would try letters and poetry but honestly none would make it out if his cabin as he feels it's doesn't convey his feelings enough. If you ever find the stash hidden away in his desk you're going to get one hell of a blush and one very panic striken Hook.
WILL defend your honour, start swordfights in the streets just to show off his skill and wink at you mid combat.
Hand holding/physical affection is the next level up ok, that's when it gets serious.
The Horned King
What IS flirting??
What do you mean standing ominously in a room with his crush isn't communicating his feelings??
Very tempted just to kidnap you and call it a day.
He's observant and very good at blending in with the background. He will remember practically everything you've ever said or done, and call upon that knowledge to - hesitantly - start a conversation.
The King's love language is quality time. Simply spending time with you is enough for him, which makes moving things along a bit more uncertain.
Like Hades, flowers and greenery wilt in his presence, and he's well aware of what he looks like so he refrains from initiating touch.
He couldn't stand seeing the disgust on your face if he tried
Will offer to torture or kill your enemies if you have any. If not then well he's stumped.
This man does what he wants when he wants. A clear sign of his respect and interest is that he will abide by your boundaries as if they were laws. Those that don't do the same in his presence will receive broken bones at minimum.
Will teach the gwythents that you are off limits. Oh you, you want to pet the gwythents? Give him a month and you'll be riding them.
Once he has some confidence that this is indeed, mutual interest, he becomes much more verbal.
He's another one to use 'my dear', though you may find him slipping into ancient Welsh when he thinks you can't hear him.
If you express interest, will offer to teach you said ancient Welsh.
Now he's in deep.
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mossy-paws · 5 months
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Boombawkbawk ( eggbox )
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Bitchbox my beloved ✨
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nxwtonsxngster · 30 days
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waves — a short fic about minho and jorge
(gift to @pr3ttyywh0re who asked me for a sweet fic about my favorite father and son duo <3)
700 words; safe haven, settled found family relationship, minho’s pov
”Qué estás mirando, mijo?”
Minho slightly startled as the sound of his dad’s voice popped the bubble of his thoughts. Jorge’s smile was warm as always, as he combed the back of Minho’s hair with his left hand.
”Nothing much. Just the kids swimming in the sea.”
”Ah, yes. They look like they’re having fun.”
”Mhm, they do.”
”Speaking of the sea…” Jorge fumbled into his pocket and got a hand-sized package wrapped in tissue. He handed it to Minho, who immediately unwrapped it with childlike impatience.
”A crab! I didn’t have that one yet! Gracias, papa,” he smiled, kissing Jorge’s cheek before caressing the soft wool of the plush.
Minho had been fascinated with the ocean since the day he first saw it in Safe Haven. The blue of the water, the immensity of the sea, the hidden life under its surface, the calmness he found in the sound of the waves… In the few months he had been there, he had already stolen and read all the books he could find about it, always eager to know more about the secrets of underwater. Jorge, who noticed the growing passion of his son for sealife, had started to crochet every animal Minho was telling him about. Shark, octopus, orca… His bed wasn’t nearly big enough to welcome all his plushes, but Minho always managed to find a way to make everyone fit. And so Jorge kept crocheting more of them.
“Why don’t you join them?”
”Hm? Oh, no, I’m fine.”
”Little prince, I know when you’re lying. Qué pasa?”
“If I tell you, you’re gonna laugh at me.”
”You think so little of me? C'mon, tell me.”
Minho paused, hesitating despite Jorge’s words. “I just… I don’t know how to… swim.”
Jorge blinked, not answering straight away. “That’s it?”
”It’s ridiculous.”
”Not at all! I mean, unless you missed your swimming lessons at the local pool in the Maze, I can’t think of a moment you could’ve learned,” Jorge said, earning a small laugh from Minho. “I can teach you now, if you wish.”
Minho’s eyes lit up. ”You would?”
”Of course, I’m the best swimmer around,” Jorge winked, before taking his shirt off. “Let’s go?”
Minho followed his father into the water, taking a second to get used to the cold water, while Jorge was already swimming away.
“You should take your shirt off, you’ll be more comfortable,” Jorge said, swimming back to him.
”Nah, I don’t want you to feel intimidated by my abs,” Minho smiled.
Jorge scoffed, splashing him with the back of his hand. “You wish. Now trust me, take it off.”
Minho’s smile dropped, suddenly serious again. “I’d rather not, papa.”
”Porque no?” Jorge tilted his head, visibly not understanding, and Minho realized that was one thing his father didn’t know about him. Because with him, Minho had never been scared or ashamed to show his true self, like he was with everyone else. He knew Jorge was the one person who would never make him feel different or ugly— though that was exactly how Minho was thinking of himself. He had never told him how terrified he was to show his back and arms, so severely damaged by lightning.
“My… scars… The kids will see them…”
“Your scars are beautiful, you know that. I tell you all the time.”
”I know you do, but everyone else… They might not think that. What if they hate me? Or think I’m a monster?”
”Mijo, escuchame,” Jorge said, gently squeezing his hands. “I’d bet my life nobody thinks you're a monster for what you went through. Everyone has their own scars.” He paused for a second, taking a look at the kids laughing a few feet away from them. “And everyone’s taking it at their own pace to accept it. If you need more time, I won’t force you.”
Minho’s heart grew so warm at Jorge’s words. He wrapped his arms around him and pressed against his chest, not caring about his shirt absorbing the dampness on Jorge’s skin. “Te amo mucho,” he whispered.
Jorge pressed a small kiss on his forehead. “I actually know a quiet place where we could swim,” he said. “A small creek I’m pretty sure no one else’s ever been to; it would just be the two of us. What do you say?”
Minho looked up to Jorge, whose eyes and smile were bright and full of all the love he carried for his son, and he knew that one day, he’d be able to swim here. Shirt off, in peace with his body and his mind. But not today. For now, his papa was enough. “Show me the way, old man.”
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majorproblems77 · 6 months
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Alrighty people!!!
I've got something a little different for you, This is my contribution to the @ikaishere DTIYS that they set up! It's such a fun idea and I'm super excited to be taking part!
There has been some amazing art and you can go check out all of it cause it's all stunning, If you are interested in the information you can find it Here!
Without further ado, this is my Contribution
This is - Channeling Starlight a post-TOTK short story.
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